Sunday, March 31, 2013

Easter Sunday

I'm going to make this fairly short because its 230am and if i don't get some sleep soon tomorrow I'm going to be a total zombie(not the flesh eating kind) no matter how much coffee and Dr pepper I drink.
First,I'm doing this from my stupid smart phone so excuse my errors.
Happy belated zombie Jesus day to you my lovelies :).  The kids had a good Easter despite monster feeling crappy and running a fever of 101.7 by noon. No idea what's going on there, I was hoping it was just allergies but with the fever i have serious doubts that's what it is. But thank god for memaws!  He's at her house just in case he's got the creepy crude again. Fatties white cell count is still super low so I'm doing everything I can to keep him away from sick people. Breaks my heart to send my kids to my moms when they are sick but I know they are well taken care of and spoiled rotten. Hell, I still want to go to my moms when I'm sick! Lol. Anyways, I was writing this for y'all to 1) laugh at me/with me and 2) for y'all to see a little of what happens when you rarely sleep.
I cooked Easter dinner and managed to pull it off with no disasters, and typically i have at least one when it comes to cooking food on a holiday. Not sure why but it happens every time without fail. I'll have to tell you about Christmas last year sometime. But anyway, i made it all the way through cooking dinner without incident, yay me, and after making the older 3 plates I made plates for me and fatty. Sat down and gave him his first bite of ham(he wasn't sure about it at first then he was screaming at me between bites for more lol) and took a bite of my food, then I realized I forgot to pit salt and pepper on my potatoes and asked A to hand me the shakers. Now, let me tell you something about these salt and pepper shakers. These things were my grandparents and they got them when my dad was 5,he's 52 now, so they are 47 year old salt and pepper shakers. SOLID and HEAVY. I can not begin to tell you how many times these things have been dropped. Well, A hands them to me and has both of them in one hand. I grab them and before i had a good grip of them he let go. The pepper shaker dropped onto Garth's place and breaks the damn thing into 3 big pieces and a million tiny ones. Then the shaker bounces off the shattered plate and lands on the floor. It didn't break!  I knew it wouldn't but there's still that fear that it will since its so old.  Anyway, I laughed a little about it and cleaned it up and opened the dishwasher to grab another small plate for fatty. Apparently the dry cycle on the dishwasher lasts longer than I thought because when i grabbed the place it was hot. But fatty was screaming and I was starving so I sat it on the counter in front of the microwave and put mashed potatoes and green beans on it. I turned to grab a little slice of ham and the damn plate jumped off the counter and into the floor. Of course it shattered and glass and food went flying all over the place. I lost it. I stood there laughing so hard i couldn't breathe and had tears rolling down my face. Everyone is looking at me like I had finally lost my mind and that just made me laugh harder. I eventually stopped laughing so hard and got it all cleaned up and then from the living room I heard "are you fucking kidding me?!  I just tracked mashed potatoes across the living room!  Damn it!!"  Those words sent me into another laughing fit. I'm telling y'all I've lost my mind. And I am currently trying to finish typing this with one eye closed so I'm going to end it here.
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Monday, March 25, 2013

Hi there


I'm not going to waste much time with saying hi and sorry I haven't written in awhile.  I have a lot to say and a very short time to get it all out since its currently 630 on a Monday night and i have kids that i have to get ready for bed and school tomorrow really soon.  This is your warning, if you are easily ass hurt, hit the back button now.  So, lets get this shit started.

There are a lot of things that irritate me, down right piss me off and make me shake my head.  Let's revisit some of the commandments shall we?  Lets start with Thou shalt not wear pajamas in public.  This includes when you take your child to school.  Yes your carebear/spongebob/scooby pj pants are cute and I'm sure kids think they look awesome because an adult is rocking a cartoon on their ass.  But the adults you encounter are all silently judging you for looking like a total slob who rolled out of bed 5 minuted before you had to walk out the door.  It takes all of like 30 seconds to slip on a pair of jeans and maybe another 10 seconds to button them up, provided they fit you properly anyway, please for the love of all things holy PUT ON SOME GOD DAMNED PANTS!!!!  This also goes for slippers.  If you don't want to bend your lazy ass over to tie your shoes invest in some flip flops.  They even make flip flop slippers that are soft and warm on the bottom of your foot but still look enough like a regular flop to wear them in public.  Brush your nappy ass hair.  I do not want to see you out in public looking like you have had a family of birds nesting in your hair.  To add to that, wash it please and if you don't at least put it up so no one can tell its oily.  I get it, I'm a mom, I know how hard it can be some days to get a shower and actually wash your hair and body without having to jump out, soap streaming down your face into your eyes and blinding you, tripping over the bathroom rug in your haste to find the towel that you left on the counter, to go break up a fight or find out what that huge banging sound was.  I totally understand.  But let me tell you something that you may not have thought about.  Ready?  The way you look reflects on your child(ren) and more often than not they are embarrassed of the way you look when you drop them off at school looking like this.  Of course they wont tell you because they don't want to hurt your feelings, but I am telling you, they don't want to be seen in public with you looking like a hobo.  Their friends see you and may joke them about it.  The other parents see you and think to themselves "well I know where little Johnny wont ever be going to play", that's right sweetheart, your house.  If you cant take the time to dress yourself to take your kid to school then you probably wont wont take care of my kid(s) to my standard when (s)he is at your house.  So in short, please look at least half ass presentable when you step out your front door. 
Common courtesy. I don't think I have written one about this yet, I didn't take the time to go look so I may be wrong.  But either way, this needs to be said.  Say please and thank you.  Its not that hard to utter those words in passing when someone does something nice for you.  I know you are too interested in talking on the phone to whomever but if I stand there and hold the door for you, you need to do 2 things.  The first one is step it into high gear asshole.  You may have all the time in the world but I am running late to my next stop and I am trying to be nice.  You are the type of person that I want to let the door go on.  If I stand there and hold it for you, and I wont unless you are 3 steps away or closer, please move your lazy ass a tad faster and when you walk PAST me to get into the store you can at the very least nod at me in appreciation.  I know, weird concept isn't it?  To actually be thankful that someone took 30 seconds out of their day to do something small to be nice to you but it really is the proper thing to do.  For those of you that don't say thank you, I am the bitch that will loudly say "You're welcome" as you pass me unnoticed.  Don't get an attitude with me, I was simply giving you the same respect you gave me, and teaching you a lesson.  Another thing.  If you see an elderly person or a person in a wheelchair HOLD THE FUCKING DOOR FOR THEM, help them get something off of a low or high shelf if they seem to be struggling to get it on their own.  Don't be a douche nozzle.  One day that will be you and the little asshats of this generation will ignore you as payback for all the times you did it.  Those that are elderly or disabled NEED the help.  Don't ignore them because you want to get finished with whatever trivial bull shit it is that you are doing.  Even when I am running REALLY late I still stop to help those that need it because its the right thing to do.  What the hell happened to people actually caring about others?  Is it really so hard to give a fuck about someone other than yourself?  Teach your kids to do the same thing.  Just today my wonderful Bub went with me to the store and on the way out an elderly gentleman was heading to the door, I was going to hold it for him but before I could even step to the side to get the door Bub grabbed it and held it for him.  I can not tell you how proud I was of him at that moment.  Not so much because he did it, but because he did it without me having to tell him to do it.  That was his own decision.  He has also given his jacket to a girl who didn't have one that he didn't even know while outside at school for a fire drill in the cold rain.  No one had to tell him to do it and she didn't ask him to do it.  He did it because he saw that someone else needed help and he was able to help them.  Yes, I totally just took the chance to brag about my most awesometastic 8 year old, but I also told you that because its pretty fucking sad that an 8 year old knows the right thing to do and most adults don't.  I don't think its that we have forgotten how to be nice to each other, I think its a case of a few rotten apples spoiling the bunch.  Those who were nice ran into one too many dickweeds and said fuck it I'm done being nice if no one appreciates it.  Which is understandable to a point, but how are we ever going to teach our children that isn't how we are supposed to be unless we lead by example? 

Relationships.  Mainly dysfunctional pairings between two seemingly compatible people that can tolerate each others bull shit.  There are those few rare cases of people that are truly in love and would die without the other one.  My grandparents were one of those rare couples and my grandmother has been mourning herself to death(literally) since my grandpa passed away in 2006.  She has lost her mind and when he died she lost her will to live.  She would have been dead already except her body refuses to give it up.  Shes super healthy for an 80 something year old and despite what her mind wants, her body says not yet.  But I'm straying off topic here.  Then there are those relationships(for lack of a better term) that shouldn't have ever in a million billion years happened.  The ones that you look at and say to yourself "what the fuck was s/he thinking?"  This usually happens to those  with low self esteem, self image issues, handicaps and the extremely overweight.  Sad but true.  More common than not the man is the asshole and the woman is the one, or more,  with one of the previously mentioned things going on.   She is so desperate to find and keep love that she will do whatever it takes to keep the so called "man" that "loves" her.  These "men" are predators.  They look for women like this because someone with self respect would never in a million years be with him.  As a side note this can go either way but I am keeping it simple for myself.  When you want to go hang out with a friend and your "man" gets pissed off about it because you aren't spending every possible moment with him, you need to leave his ass.  In a healthy relationship you maintain your friendships with other people because you NEED to have friends.  Its even worse when he makes you feel guilty about it.  "If you loved me as much as you say you do then you would want to be with me and not your friends."  Bull shit!!!!!  If you loved me you would understand that my friends were here long before you were and when, and if, I drop your sorry ass they are the ones that will be here for me.  If he wants you to do things that you don't want to do(mainly sexually) or you aren't ready for and then tells you that you don't love him if you don't do them, leave his ass.  You are nothing more than a piece of ass to him.  When your friends tell you that the "relationship" you are in isn't healthy you need to step back and look at it from another perspective, especially if they have been in a relationship similar to the one you are in.  Learn from their mistakes and save yourself a lot of heartache and bull shit in the long run.  If he says I love you or wants you to marry him within a few weeks of meeting, then chances are hes a douchebag and you need to leave him, especially if you aren't sure of your feelings yet.  Him saying that he loves you at such an early stage in the relationship is his way of trapping you.  Plain and simple.  Women are nurturing creatures.  We are also far more emotional than men and men know exactly how to play on that shit.  If he says he loves you you aren't going to run as easily because you don't want to hurt him.  You will hang around until you are so emotionally beaten that you actually think that you love him too.  You don't, hes made you dependant on him because hes played on your emotions so much, and secluded you from your friends(and sometimes family) to the point you feel like no one wants to be around you but him.  That they don't support of love you anymore and you have to stay with him.  Lemme tell you something sweetie, that's bull shit.  We are all still here for you and will always support you because that's what friends and family are for and because we love you.  So when you finally realize what has happened we will be here waiting with open arms to welcome you back to reality and we will help you pick up the shattered pieces of your heart and soul and we will rebuild you into a stronger woman.  ANY kind of abuse should not be tolerated and you should run as far and as fast as you can as soon as possible.  I will even go out on a limb here and say that if any of my wonderful readers are in this situation you can come to me if you don't want to go to friends/family.  I will give you an objective opinion and help you as much as possible.  If you don't want to put yourself out there by posting in the comment section below you can email me at mommyto4crazykids@gmail.com.  I am always available to help.  This goes for men too.  Its not always women that get abused. 

Well my loves , I would love to stay here and talk to you forever, and believe me I have LOTS more to say, but I have to go get my kids ready for bed and school tomorrow.  Its a dirty job but someone has to do it :).  As always comments are always welcome and please share my page with your friends <3