ok, so i'm an only child & my parent's divorced when i was young & i was completely raised by my mother & i'm 100% her child. & my mom, i'm sure you can't relate, but she's kinda weird about some things & really uptight about certain things. like the word fart, i'm not sure i've ever heard her say that word & keep in mind it was just her & i so a lot of male things are just not discussed.
so when B was off to japan & i was raising little one instead of saying fart, i said "pootpoot". as in "did the little baby make a pootpoot?" - like that. i also remember at one point when i referred to Z's diaper rash & i said something about his sack being red & my mom just about fell on the floor at the foul language i used.
when B came home with all his maleness, Z had to learn a whole new way of speaking. one of our absolute favorite combinations is when he exclaimed
"my pootpoot made a farp"
yes, farp, he was trying, but didn't quite get it!
B is still in recovery & last night he said, "ouch, my pootpoot made a farp & it hurt my balls". good thing mom didn't hear that one!
Monday, July 7, 2008
disturbing news
on Sat B found out a friend's marriage is in trouble & i feel just horrible about it. this is B's best friend & he's known him longer than he's known me, i've only known them as a couple, to imagine them apart...hurts....& let's not even think about the kids.
i know being a military wife gives you a false sense of independence. when they go away on deployment you have to be strong, you have to make everything work, you run the house, take care of the kids, take care of the car, pay the bills & deal with anything that pops up all by yourself.
well, you think you are doing it all by yourself & when they come home & try to interfere with your routine, you resent them for it. you don't realize that although they are away, that bond gives you a lot of strength & you do need them, you do depend on them.
when B was gone to japan for a year, it probably took us 2 years to learn how to be together again. it's a difficult transition & unfortunately once you get used to them being around the military typically throws you another curve ball, either they're deploying again or you're moving, something to keep you on the edge of your seat.
i really, really hope they are able to figure things out & save their marriage. i told B he needs to suggest they go to counseling; in some ways it helped us, in other ways it didn't, but whatever little it did help, we needed & i'm thankful for.
i know being a military wife gives you a false sense of independence. when they go away on deployment you have to be strong, you have to make everything work, you run the house, take care of the kids, take care of the car, pay the bills & deal with anything that pops up all by yourself.
well, you think you are doing it all by yourself & when they come home & try to interfere with your routine, you resent them for it. you don't realize that although they are away, that bond gives you a lot of strength & you do need them, you do depend on them.
when B was gone to japan for a year, it probably took us 2 years to learn how to be together again. it's a difficult transition & unfortunately once you get used to them being around the military typically throws you another curve ball, either they're deploying again or you're moving, something to keep you on the edge of your seat.
i really, really hope they are able to figure things out & save their marriage. i told B he needs to suggest they go to counseling; in some ways it helped us, in other ways it didn't, but whatever little it did help, we needed & i'm thankful for.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
4th of July = busted
went over to the redheaded Z family for a bbq. had a nice time visiting w/everyone. the boys had a great time playing together & popping a few little firecrackers in the backyard. by the time we were done with dinner, the sun had gone down so we headed out front for the evening sparkles.
the boys had already gone thru 2 punks for lighting fireworks, so i headed out to get a few more as we only had 2 more for the entire evening. i went to one stand & purchased 1 punk for 50 cents (crazy huh?) i thought she said 2 for 50 cents but when i gave her $1.50 i only got 3 punks in exchange. so then i went down the street to another stand, they were out...but i could buy a package of fireworks that had A punk in it - thanks!
who knew punks were so valuable, i could be rich off all the punks i've thrown away over all the years. we decided next year we would host a punk stand & probably have higher profits than the fireworks stand.
so we headed out to an empty field area to watch the town's show, nice, but not a whole lot going on. we lighted a few fireworks, but it was a bit windy so we moved over to in front of the house. the boys had a blast, we had quite an arsonal built up with last year's left overs & this year's purchase. oh & the punks, yeah they didn't last, towards the end of the evening we were using cigarettes to light!
we made it thru about 1 box of mortars when the fire dept showed up. we should have noticed the lack of other illegals going on down the block, but we didn't, so when they showed up we were totally busted. B was in the street with the kids, DV attempted to walked away with the mortar launcher under his arm but was caught, i was prepping at the box so i threw a couple of little ones towards the house in an attempt to save what i could.
i have to say, we were totally lucky, they took an unopened box of mortars, the remnants of 2 boxes we had been lighting & a brick of the annoying popping firecrackers & they left.
no fine, sweet huh?
we had a few illegal flowers & a couple of roman candles that we lit after they left but other than that (oh & the couple i threw into the yard), then it was sparkler time. the kids had a blast, no body got hurt & we gladly admitted we were at fault. (legal fireworks really suck & the shows just aren't the same as lighting your own)
hope everyone had a fun & safe 4th!!!!
the boys had already gone thru 2 punks for lighting fireworks, so i headed out to get a few more as we only had 2 more for the entire evening. i went to one stand & purchased 1 punk for 50 cents (crazy huh?) i thought she said 2 for 50 cents but when i gave her $1.50 i only got 3 punks in exchange. so then i went down the street to another stand, they were out...but i could buy a package of fireworks that had A punk in it - thanks!
who knew punks were so valuable, i could be rich off all the punks i've thrown away over all the years. we decided next year we would host a punk stand & probably have higher profits than the fireworks stand.
so we headed out to an empty field area to watch the town's show, nice, but not a whole lot going on. we lighted a few fireworks, but it was a bit windy so we moved over to in front of the house. the boys had a blast, we had quite an arsonal built up with last year's left overs & this year's purchase. oh & the punks, yeah they didn't last, towards the end of the evening we were using cigarettes to light!
we made it thru about 1 box of mortars when the fire dept showed up. we should have noticed the lack of other illegals going on down the block, but we didn't, so when they showed up we were totally busted. B was in the street with the kids, DV attempted to walked away with the mortar launcher under his arm but was caught, i was prepping at the box so i threw a couple of little ones towards the house in an attempt to save what i could.
i have to say, we were totally lucky, they took an unopened box of mortars, the remnants of 2 boxes we had been lighting & a brick of the annoying popping firecrackers & they left.
no fine, sweet huh?
we had a few illegal flowers & a couple of roman candles that we lit after they left but other than that (oh & the couple i threw into the yard), then it was sparkler time. the kids had a blast, no body got hurt & we gladly admitted we were at fault. (legal fireworks really suck & the shows just aren't the same as lighting your own)
hope everyone had a fun & safe 4th!!!!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
theory of time
you know how you have some days that just fly by? you don't even know where the time goes, it's just going & you're late for everything & you can't finish anything because your entire world is spinning at lightening speed?
well yesterday was the opposite of that, it was slow. & when i say slow, i mean S...-...L...-...O...-...W. i thought i had somehow worked/surfed through lunch & was expecting the time to be somewhere around 2:30 but when i looked at my watch, it was shortly after 10...AM.
i am positive there were 36 hours in yesterday's day, so a short day is in the making, it's going to hurt.
well yesterday was the opposite of that, it was slow. & when i say slow, i mean S...-...L...-...O...-...W. i thought i had somehow worked/surfed through lunch & was expecting the time to be somewhere around 2:30 but when i looked at my watch, it was shortly after 10...AM.
i am positive there were 36 hours in yesterday's day, so a short day is in the making, it's going to hurt.
tired little one
yesterday Z went to a buddy's house for the afternoon to play. when i arrived to pick him up, he had a full blown meltdown saying how i was mean & everything was my fault & he didn't want to come home w/me.
when we got home we had a talk, then i had him go play outside while i made dinner. i called him in shortly thereafter realizing dinner would be awhile & that he was probably hungry, so i offered him a boiled egg (a favorite).
he gladly peeled & rinsed his egg, then asked for salt & pepper. a few minutes later he returned asking for the last egg, which i allowed. not 20 minutes later B came in saying Z was down for the count.
it was only a little after 7pm & he didn't wake up all night; we totally expected him to demand dinner sometime in the middle of the night.
today Z went back to his buddies house after his dentist appt (bottom 2 teeth are lose!). they had a good time & Z had been warned the day before to behave better or it would be a long time before he would return again. he was good, we played some & watched a movie, he helped me shred cheese for our chicken burritos we had for dinner. he ate 2 then i cleaned up the kitchen & when i was done i called him to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
i brushed mine & did a few things but he didn't show up so i called for him again. B hollers "he went over there when you called before" - well, he wasn't with me, so i check his room - not there, look on the sofa - not there, go back to the bedroom thinking somehow i missed him - nope, then i go to the kitchen....& find him on the floor asleep on the filthy mat in front of the stove. i talk to him but no response, so i pick him up & he barely moves as i carried him to bed.
when we got home we had a talk, then i had him go play outside while i made dinner. i called him in shortly thereafter realizing dinner would be awhile & that he was probably hungry, so i offered him a boiled egg (a favorite).
he gladly peeled & rinsed his egg, then asked for salt & pepper. a few minutes later he returned asking for the last egg, which i allowed. not 20 minutes later B came in saying Z was down for the count.
it was only a little after 7pm & he didn't wake up all night; we totally expected him to demand dinner sometime in the middle of the night.
today Z went back to his buddies house after his dentist appt (bottom 2 teeth are lose!). they had a good time & Z had been warned the day before to behave better or it would be a long time before he would return again. he was good, we played some & watched a movie, he helped me shred cheese for our chicken burritos we had for dinner. he ate 2 then i cleaned up the kitchen & when i was done i called him to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
i brushed mine & did a few things but he didn't show up so i called for him again. B hollers "he went over there when you called before" - well, he wasn't with me, so i check his room - not there, look on the sofa - not there, go back to the bedroom thinking somehow i missed him - nope, then i go to the kitchen....& find him on the floor asleep on the filthy mat in front of the stove. i talk to him but no response, so i pick him up & he barely moves as i carried him to bed.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
rock the cradle
know the song "rock the cradle of love" by billy idol? not that i ever really liked it a whole bunch, i prefer the older billy idol, but this song reminds me of my days working at may company.
yes, may company, that's not a mis-statement, back in the day before it was robinsons-may. (which i think is dumb, make up your mind, pick a name & go with it, it wasn't a marriage)
the job wasn't that great, sales, not fun, customer service, definitely not for me, picking up 5 ft piles of clothing & hanging it all up, not my bag either. oh, & the dressing rooms could be an absolute nightmare, you wouldn't believe what some people do in there!
i remember hearing about someone peeing in one.
one time we found a used pad in one - so gross!
there was a topper though, a used tampon on the sales floor, a co-worker was picking up a pile of clothing & they came across that!
people can be really disgusting....
the friends were good though, they made work fun.
yes, may company, that's not a mis-statement, back in the day before it was robinsons-may. (which i think is dumb, make up your mind, pick a name & go with it, it wasn't a marriage)
the job wasn't that great, sales, not fun, customer service, definitely not for me, picking up 5 ft piles of clothing & hanging it all up, not my bag either. oh, & the dressing rooms could be an absolute nightmare, you wouldn't believe what some people do in there!
i remember hearing about someone peeing in one.
one time we found a used pad in one - so gross!
there was a topper though, a used tampon on the sales floor, a co-worker was picking up a pile of clothing & they came across that!
people can be really disgusting....
the friends were good though, they made work fun.
ducks at the beach
i've been meaning to make this post for a really long time but never seem to be around a computer when i think about it, but the stars aligned at this moment, so here's the story:
after our 1st or 2nd beach trip, i think i was driving Z home & he says something about the ducks at the beach. i explain to him that is must have been seagulls or some other type of bird because there aren't ducks at the beach.
we go back & forth & back & forth & neither one of us is giving in that the other may be right. i tell him there's a lot of things out there that i don't know, but one thing i do know is there aren't ducks at the beach, they don't like the moving water & we go on & on debating about this. by the time we get home he's in tears.
then B asks what's going on, why the tears & i explain the point of contention. then he says we're both right. there were ducks at the beach, only they weren't at the beach, they were at the lake near the beach. the boys had gone for a walk one day without me & found the lake & the ducks.
so now everytime we go to the beach we walk to the lake to visit the ducks.
after our 1st or 2nd beach trip, i think i was driving Z home & he says something about the ducks at the beach. i explain to him that is must have been seagulls or some other type of bird because there aren't ducks at the beach.
we go back & forth & back & forth & neither one of us is giving in that the other may be right. i tell him there's a lot of things out there that i don't know, but one thing i do know is there aren't ducks at the beach, they don't like the moving water & we go on & on debating about this. by the time we get home he's in tears.
then B asks what's going on, why the tears & i explain the point of contention. then he says we're both right. there were ducks at the beach, only they weren't at the beach, they were at the lake near the beach. the boys had gone for a walk one day without me & found the lake & the ducks.
so now everytime we go to the beach we walk to the lake to visit the ducks.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
V-day
so yesterday was it, the big V day....& i'm not talking about valentine's in June.
yup, B had it done, our family is complete.
i sat in the room while it was done. kinda icky, very hot, felt weak in the knees at one point, but told myself i had to be strong for B. he was nervous (understandably), hot & sweating. if i was hot, i can't imagine how hot he must have felt. i patted his forehead dry & rubbed his head trying to distract him from the obvious.
so he's home recouperating - on the sofa, lots of ice, frozen peas, a case of beer, a bottle of painkillers & another with antibotics. oh, & yes, we did get a new computer, because he could potentially be out on medical leave for 2 weeks & it would be inhumane for B to go that long at home without his game.
yup, B had it done, our family is complete.
i sat in the room while it was done. kinda icky, very hot, felt weak in the knees at one point, but told myself i had to be strong for B. he was nervous (understandably), hot & sweating. if i was hot, i can't imagine how hot he must have felt. i patted his forehead dry & rubbed his head trying to distract him from the obvious.
so he's home recouperating - on the sofa, lots of ice, frozen peas, a case of beer, a bottle of painkillers & another with antibotics. oh, & yes, we did get a new computer, because he could potentially be out on medical leave for 2 weeks & it would be inhumane for B to go that long at home without his game.
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