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September 30, 2007
Great big bed
This morning at one point we had all 6 of us on the bed watching tv. We've got many many tivo'd shows to watch today. Life just doesn't get better than that. Oh and if it could, it'd be made better by the fact that I had Pauls Bakery cake for breakfast.
Yesterday we had a small birthday party for Tess. She still does not grasp the concept of opening gifts and pretty much latched onto Tree's gift of several beanie babies and mom's gift of the fishing game and hasn't acknowledged much else. In fact, I heard her in her room this morning playing the fishing game before even attempting to wake us up. I walked in to find her holding the tiny plastic fishing pole in one hand and 4 beanie babies clinched in her other arm. She said "hi mama wanna play fish POLE?" There's a long sad story to tell about the Diego cake that never quite came to life, but I'll spare you. We will just be happy that daddy knows when to throw in the towel and go to Paul's Bakery. Everything was perfect.
I see a neurologist tomorrow about my head issues. I feel very silly going since I haven't had any spots or dizzy spells since the moment the appointment was made. I guess if there's nothing to find then they won't find anything and we can just go on our merry way. I really would like it if I could get back to working a full week without 100 dr appts. This isn't how I roll.
Jake's been here this weekend along with all the chaos that comes with anything jake-related. He leaves the cabinet doors open on purpose to piss me off, makes a huge mess, eats nonstop, causes the other kids to fight and asks for stuff all.the.time. It's having him back for visits that makes me miss him even more. He was whining that he misses his friends and that he misses everyone...but I'm not sure letting him come back is a good idea right now. He's in a new school and hasn't given it time yet. I want him to understand that his actions have results and that while I will always love him and want him to live here, there is no revolving door. Parenting is so hard because even though you think you're doing it right, there's nobody around to tell you that you are. I imagine with 5 kids, Jake is not going to be the hardest one...that'd just be too simple.
Tess finally got out of the tub so I get my shower now. We can go to the mall later and then watch more tv and enjoy family time Stress can resume tomorrow.
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September 26, 2007
Happy Birthday Tess!
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September 25, 2007
right round baby right round
The kids are running Tess around the house in her stroller. The dog is running behind them barking. Tess is squealing at the top of her lungs. I just talked to my folks for a good long while on the phone (sorry cell minutes but I couldn't find the land line). It's pretty normal here tonight. I just can't seem to get comfy though. I think it's because I know that I'm sitting on my butt when I should be figuring out where I stored the griddle. We're having pancakes and bacon for dinner but I can't find the griddle which is just enough to make me say "oh well, dinner is cancelled. suck it up". Unfortunately nobody here is happy with that answer. Nobody wants to hear that we won't be eating pancakes except the person who is to cook the effing pancakes. I'm just not even hungry. What I could use is an end to the room spins and flashy lights. What I could use is a nap. Oh, but good news...the doc's office called and said I passed my glucose test. Hoorah. Now...why.the.hell.can't.i.see?
We've been blissfully watching our season premiers this week. I remember a few years ago before I ever watched tv. I used to spend my time reading or being a mom or being social or something, but now I wait like a crack addict for my next hit. I have spent my day happier about the return of House and Bones than about the fact that Tess turns 2 tomorrow (and I haven't made a cake or anything since it's on a Wednesday and I suck...who has time to make a cake in the middle of the week? I have static ips to put on 20some workstationsin 4 locations). I'm stressedthehellout. For what reason? To what end? It's self-inflicted stress. I KNOW.
I'll make the cake tomorrow. It's not too late.
ok. off to make pancakes.
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September 21, 2007
grounded
For the past few days I've been seeing spots, having headaches and getting a lil dizzy. Dizzy is something I've always dealt with but we were alarmed enough to go see the doc today. I'm fine. My bp is normal at least. The bebe's heartrate is healthy too. I had to see someone who was NOT Kathy, my midwife. She was ok I guess, but Kathy knows me. She knows that I like when it takes an hour to get seen because it gives me time to read books without any kids around. She wasn't there though. The doc who saw me said that she needed to run some tests and blahblahblah and do my glucose test. I said "hold it there sistah, I just ate a bagel and pumpkin flavored cream cheese...I won't pass any stinkin test" to which she replied "you don't have to fast. drink this at 1, come back at 2". Crapity crap crap...this won't be good. Regardless, I'm fine. Dan's making me not drive since that dizzy blind thing scares him.
We'd spend the weekend resting but there's stuff to do. We're heading to Richmond tomorrow for a 6 year old's pirate party ARRR! My niece, Anna, is turning 6. Tess is very excited about the party and is currently in the bathtub talking about it. Then Sunday is Jessica's pampered chef party. I NEEED MOREE THAT'S THE TRUTH. I just have to see if I'll be riding w/ Amy or hauling Dan and Tess up there w/ me or heaven forbid, placing an order online and staying in bed.
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September 18, 2007
this morning...
Tess (from her bed): blahblahblahblahblah
Dan runs in to get her and finds her still lying down.
Dan: you're not awake!
Tess: I not awake, I'm Tess!
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September 15, 2007
weekend overfloweth
Last weekend we did so little that I was in an angry funk that didn't end until we spent way too much money on new beds. This weekend is the opposite of that. The first addition to our boring equation is Jake. He brings chaos to our routine. Not in a bad way. Just...chaos. We went out to eat at "olden" corral last night and then had to take him to a football game. We were up bright and early to take him to work and now we're watching Diego before the rest of the chaos begins.
Today we have to mail some ebay sales, shuttle Trevor off to a birthday party by noon, pick up Jake from work at 2, take Tessie to mom's house before 3 when we pick Trev back up. Then we head to Amy's house for Terri's pampered chef party and then Amy and Tyler's tiki party. Oh, and in there somewhere I need to cook something for the party and some food for homecoming at church tomorrow. (church tomorrow? you say) yes. Church ...because the rents will have Tessie.
So tomorrow we need to go to church for homecoming and then sometime in the day, find time to get hungry again so we can go to supper club tomorrow at 6. *PHEWWWWWWW*
I'd feel exhausted from all of this activity, but I'm not busy saving a whale like poor ol' Diego. That's one busy kid.
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September 11, 2007
Because Peggy said so, that's why.
Favorite Gourmet Item: the only thing I'm even remotely picky about is beer. I don't know if that's gourmet?
Favorite Snack at Home: candy corn or peeps
Favorite Fast Food item: chik fil-a /channeling a certain cow
Favorite Food when Driving: circus peanuts...those orange spongey sugar candies. They disappear when I'm driving...I blame evaporation.
Favorite Food with a Beer (or other libation - please specify): if you have beer, who needs food?
Favorite Food for Invoking Romantic Intentions: hmm I'd say melting pot because it's so romantic...however, everytime we go there we eat so much that we're too full for romantic anything...but the intention is still there.
Least Favorite Food: mayonaise
Food that Conjures a Childhood Memory: chicken and dumplings
Food that Conjures a Sad Memory: potato salad.
Food that Conjures a Happy Memory: crabs
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September 9, 2007
wired
Dan's reading Wired magazine to me. This is the only mag we get at our house and that means I've already read the article about the founders of Penny Arcade that he's reading to me. I don't mind much, I even told him that I've already read it, but it's funny that he gets aggitated with me for not listening. He says that if he and Diaz were not *total* nerds in school, those two guys would have been them. Good thing they were hot, otherwise they'd be millionaires "driving a fuckin' Mercedes".
Tess is in the tub telling me how whales (pronounced "wheels") can swim (sweeem). I just want her to get the top layer of dirt off so we can go shopping for a new mattress today. I love the mattress we already have but Dan can't sleep on it anymore and I'll do anything to get out of the house today so that is our big expedition. Besides, we need a daybed or futon for Jake and a bed for Tessie too. I've never bought real furniture before. Usually things have just been handed down or just end up here. This is sort of exciting.
I haven't been sleeping very well this weekend. I think part of it has to do with being 27 weeks pregnant. The baby keeps kicking right at 2am. I think he's practicing for a lifetime of torture. The mother-guilt in me won't allow me to just sleep and ignore his kicks because I feel like he asks for so little right now that it's the least I can do to just wake up and rub my belly while he kicks away. Another thing that bugs me is that we still have no name for this little guy and while we've had hundreds of helpful suggestions from friends and family, we just don't agree on anything yet. You know what this means, right? It means that I'll pick his name (do NOT tell Dan!) because I'm the one who will fill out the birth certificate. It's not that Dan has bad taste in names, but our little boy should not have to walk around with a name like "great white shark", his latest suggestion. In the end I'm sure we'll agree on a name and by then, it'll be too late for me to get sleep.
Last weekend when we were at the river Trevor was playing (at) his guitar and I told him about my guitar recital when I was 10 or 11. I learned to play just enough to play a John Denver song at my recital. Dad sang along while I plucked away nervously at my plastic coated strings. I'd refused real strings because they hurt my fingers. I'm glad dad was there to sing and drown my bad playing. Once that recital was over I put that guitar away and never tried again. Anyway, Dad started singing the song and I sang with him and mom tried (she's terrible with lyrics) and it was way fun. The song has been stuck in my head ever since. It was one of my favorites, right along with Luckebach Texas when I was a kid.
Theres a storm across the valley, clouds are rollin in
The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders
Theres a truck out on the four lane a mile or more away
The whinin of his wheels just makes it colder
Hes an hour away from ridin on your prayers up in the sky
And ten days on the road are barely gone
Theres a fire softly burnin, suppers on the stove
But its the light in your eyes that makes him warm
Hey its good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Yes n hey, its good to be back home again
Theres all the news to tell him, howd you spend your time
Whats the latest thing the neighbors say
And your mother called last friday, sunshine made her cry
You felt the baby move just yesterday
Hey its good to be back home again - yes it is
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Yes n hey, its good to be back home again
Oh the time that I can lay this tired old body down
Feel your fingers feather soft upon me
The kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way
The happiness that that livin with you brings me
Its the sweetest thing I know of, just spending time with you
Its the little things that make a house a home
Like a fire softly burnin supper on the stove
The light in your eyes that makes me warm
Hey its good to be back home again
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Yes n hey, its good to be back home again
Hey its good to be back home again - you know it is
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long-lost friend
Hey, its good to be back home again
I said hey its good to be back home again
Ok, time to go be mean to my family!
-peas.
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September 6, 2007
Sun Rise
My river. I own it.
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September 5, 2007
The month before my favorite month.
We went to the river for the holiday weekend and spent 3 glorious days in the most beautiful weather ever. It was almost too chilly for swimming but the girls swam anyway. The only thing missing was Jake. He was supposed to be with us for the weekend but had to work. I was thrilled, though, to receive a picture message from him of his newly shaved head. Either my ex has pulled off the coup of the century or his insistance that jake NOT shave his head, but rather get a mullett just worked on accident. Either way...he's bald and I'm happy. Not happy enough to be "ok" about being dragged back into child support court, but happy nontheless. The long weekend was really what I needed. We played texas holdem for m&m's and saw the barge go down the river. We ate low country boil one night and steak on the grill the next. Everything was fantastic with the exception of Dan's allergies. I hate to think that the place I love so much causes him pain, but it does. In the future we'll take allgergy meds. It's very important that he love the river too.
Work has not really calmed down yet and my head is usually pounding by the end of the day. I have days when I get tons accomplished and days where I feel stupid. I just want one or two days where I don't rush around a lot. Days with lunch breaks are also a plus.
This month Tess turns 2. We're not having the big hoopla that we did last year for her birthday...just a few friends and our family. We're going to get her a toddler bed for her birthday. I hope nobody tells her that we got her furniture when she turned 2...it can be our secret. Besides, she has so many toys now that I can't figure out where to put them all.
I just heard Kendall yell at Tess "do you want a piece of me? I'm reporting you to mommy!!!" This house is a riot. I guess I'd better go investigate.
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