Archive | January, 2010

Grumpopotamus

28 Jan

That’s pretty much been my state of mind lately. And yes, it is most definitely a word! It may be a Jo-ism (please ALWAYS remember the o in Jo-ism 😉 ) but I use it daily. I just can’t shake the grumpiness. I can actually feel a block in my brain keeping me from not being so pissy. It’s about 2 cm from the front of my forehead. I can feel it and I don’t know how to get rid of it. I was hoping our vacation to Vegas would help break it down. Unfortunately, having my parents tag along (mainly my father) made it much less of a vacation. There were definitely moments where I felt the happiness was getting through, but I think that wound up just being the wall turning into Plexiglas. The happiness was viewable, just not accessible.

I feel so horrible. I’m not being a good wife. Britt is constantly joking around and trying to have fun, it’s just annoying me more than anything. He’s constantly trying to scare me as he does Emberly. That child will be afraid of NOTHING thanks to him. It has put me on edge. I know he’s just having fun, but it makes me uneasy. Getting mad doesn’t help the matter either. I should be able to just laugh it off, but I can’t. It just grates on me and makes everything else worse. I know I’m doing it. I even try and tell myself to lighten up. It doesn’t work.

Now add in Emberly who’s 3rd and 4th teeth are toying with the idea of popping through and our house is just THE place to be. Luckily, most of her ails can be cured with Tylenol. Even a fifth of vodka and crystal light couldn’t cure me. I’ve been trying caffeine. The second cup of coffee this morning only made my head spin. Of course I’m craving a Mt. Dew now, but I’m afraid that would make my entire body just shake. Sex would be another option, but it’s hard to get in the mood when you’re also feeling yourself get fat. It’s fun times people!

I wonder why no one is calling me to hang out?

My favorite day of the week.

21 Jan

Thursday: all the anticipation of the weekend without the let down.
For years now, Thursday has been my favorite day. The week is winding down and you’re getting excited for the weekend. It’s not like the remorseful hangover* of Monday morning where you realize you didn’t do what you had planned, or had as much fun as you wanted.
Thursday holds promise. Every week, I look forward to today. And this week is no exception. We’re leaving for Vegas!!!! I get to see my wonderful amazing friends, Andi, Danielle and Kristine! And I know that come Monday, I won’t have the remorseful hangover…except of course for all the money I know I’m going to lose. 😦
Enjoy your weekend! Live it so that there are no more hangover Mondays.

*Remorseful hangover is used to describe the let down of not having the amazing weekend you had planned. Author does not suggest living the weekend so that you have an actual hangover on Monday. That makes for a horrible start to the work week and very grumpy kidneys.

My favorite day of the week.

21 Jan

Thursday: all the anticipation of the weekend without the let down.
For years now, Thursday has been my favorite day. The week is winding down and you’re getting excited for the weekend. It’s not like the remorseful hangover* of Monday morning where you realize you didn’t do what you had planned, or had as much fun as you wanted.
Thursday holds promise. Every week, I look forward to today. And this week is no exception. We’re leaving for Vegas!!!! I get to see my wonderful amazing friends, Andi, Danielle and Kristine! And I know that come Monday, I won’t have the remorseful hangover…except of course for all the money I know I’m going to lose. 😦
Enjoy your weekend! Live it so that there are no more hangover Mondays.

*Remorseful hangover is used to describe the let down of not having the amazing weekend you had planned. Author does not suggest living the weekend so that you have an actual hangover on Monday. That makes for a horrible start to the work week and very grumpy kidneys.

Lesson of the day

13 Jan

Keep up on writing down your child(ren)’s milestones.
I was all proud of myself for getting a Baby’s 1st Year calendar. I thought that surely I would do a better job at filling it out if it were in calendar form. I mean, how hard can it be to just fill things in as they happen on a calendar?! (I mean, this thing even has stickers, STICKERS to mark special occasions!) Apparently, extremely hard. I have to catch up from October! I know there was something special about October 19th, but I have no flipping clue what it was I wanted documented. This poor child is going to be amazed that she accomplished anything since there will be hardly any record kept.
“But MOM, obviously I learned how to walk, I’m walking right now.”
“Yes Emberly, but it’s not noted in the calendar, so you definitely have not learned to walk yet. Sorry sweetie. Maybe next year.”
Please people, learn from me. Document, document document…in a timely fashion. Don’t let your child become a non-accomplishing mess like mine.

In my defense, some of the stickers are stupid. Who really cares when she watched a video? Maybe the first time she quoted a movie, now that’s worth noting.
Oh, and we’re probably not going to be able to use the “First haircut” sticker until she’s 12, so that’s a waste.
And could some of these come with descriptions?! “First coo,” WTF? She came out making noises. I have yet to hear her say “coo.” And “First meal out.” Out of where? The womb, ’cause that would be the day she was born. Out of the house? Out of the house where she got to eat the food from the place we went out of the house?!?!

Blogging hypocritcally

12 Jan

It’s hard to be so hypocritical. Every day I visit the blogs that I have bookmarked (b/c I have no idea how ‘readers’ work. So, if you’d like to teach me, I’m all ears eyes) and curse out the author if they have not updated. Every day. And every day I think to myself, “Maybe I should post something on my blog. Something, anything, even just ‘Hi.'” And guess what, I don’t. Instead, I just keep checking back to see if maybe, just maybe, someone updated their blog for my reading pleasure.
I’m over the whole, “I’m going to start blogging more” promise. It didn’t work before, it probably won’t work now. What I need to get through my head is why I started this blog. It’s for me, for my sanity therapy. I need to quit thinking about writing something witty to entertain the masses 😉 It feels like I have a lot of crap going on right now, and instead of continuing to internalize it, I need to put it on “paper.”

On a completely unrelated note, here are a few things I learned this weekend:

  1. Never just stop taking Zoloft b/c you want to see if you’re ready to “fly freely.” After that trial and error, I’m contemplating calling my doctor to up my dosage.
  2. Teething is the devil, Tylenol is our Savior. Also, never ever lose sight of the teething tablets. I think my dog may have eaten the whole package…or it could possibly be somewhere in the disaster that is our house.
  3. Always blame the dog.
  4. A weekend isn’t truly a weekend unless you and your baby stay in pajama’s all.weekend.long. Don’t worry, you can shower, just make sure to put your pj’s on immediately after you dry off.