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March 30, 2008

suckapants

Tess has been having a hard time getting to sleep in her own bed lately and I'm dead set against her sleeping in our bed. She pleads with me that monkeys are in her bed and monsters etc. I'm pretty hard nosed about it and sometimes Dan will go in her room with her for a while but not me. I let her crash with me Thursday night because Dan worked late but her toes ended up in my ribcage and I'm just not tolerant. I like my sleep and my space.

Tonight I put her in bed determined to make her stay in her own room no matter what. I told Dan that even though it sounds like she's dying in there, she depends on us to set boundaries for her and that we must remain strong against her wishes to destroy our sleep. We must leave her in her room. She's safe, she's just being a little asshole and we need to prevail. I think I had him sold on this too. What happened next was funny.

Jake got suckered in. We giggled as we heard them in her room talking. Then after a few minutes Jake knocked on our door.

Jake: mom? Tess is sad and she won't go to sleep.
me: ha. sucker. that's why we were letting her scream.
Jake: but...
Dan: but nothing. you figure out a way to deal with her. HA!
Jake: yea but...there's a bug named fluff on her wall and it's about to crawl on her mirror.
me: she doesn't have a mirror.

Dan got up and went to read her a story.

I'm the one who loses in this situation though because I don't sleep well until he's here so I have to wait for her to sleep first anyway. Oh well...at least the blog got updated.

sweet dreams!

Posted by krystal at 10:03 PM | Comments (3)

March 20, 2008

Tres

So if you bet Dan and I wouldn't last three years, you lose. We made it and it seemed almost like a walk in the park. If you don't count the two babies being born in that time and the 17 year old causing more stress than ever and my constant battle of the bulge. I think the next hundred years should be cake too..just like these have been.

Today is the last day of school for over a week. They're stoked, I'm stoked. We're all stoked together. I just want to make it clear that I'm stoked because I will NOT be out of school. I will be working, far away from the destruction that is sure to happen in our house during the break. I have overcome some of my anxiety with regards to our house being trashed but not all of it. As a result, I'm switching to a cheaper house keeping service to show my non-care-itiveness. I'll let you all know how this batch of cleaners works.

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Kendall's in the play Annie at school and after what seems like years of practice, they're doing it for just one more night...tonight. I saw the first to shows yesterday and man, they blew me away. I don't know why kids singing makes me so emotional but just the second the curtain went up I started blubbering and stopped as the curtain closed. What a la-hoooser. If you read this today and get over to Battlefield tonight, it's worth the $2.

Saturday my child groom turns 32. We're going out to dinner with my mom and dad on Friday to celebrate and other than that and the kick-ass gift that we got him, there's not really anything great going on in celebration of his birth. This is partially due to Easter and partially (majorly) due to the fact that we're poor til the end of the month, as usual. I'd really really really like to go to Melting Pot to celebrate our anniversary/his birthday but eh...whatever, we'll go another time when we have mo money and a sitter. (does this time ever exist? ha).

Have a happy Easter everyone, and a great first day of spring. woot.

Posted by krystal at 9:45 AM | Comments (3)

March 13, 2008

The Halls, on Lorraine.

It's probably been over a year since an elderly couple stopped me on the way to my car for work to ask me the name of our cat. I told them that her name is Kooky and that I hadn't picked the name, the kids had. They said that they were the Halls, on Lorraine and that they walk by everyday at 6:30am and visit our cat and that they'd often wondered what her name is. They love Kooky and a lot of times I'll see them up in our yard petting her while she rolls around in the dirt. The cat LOVES dirt. She comes in the house looking pretty and sassy but she's really a pig at heart. I think it's so cute when they visit her and she seems to like them too. Well, as I was leaving the house yesterday from doing a quick lunch-time check on the sickly and shut-in (Dan and Tess), a knock came at the door. It was Mrs. Hall. She reintroduced herself and told me that she was concerned about Kooky and wondered if we'd seen her. I told her that Kooky was inside more now that Leeroy is dead. She said that someone over on Chestnut had told her that they'd taken in a big fat fluffy nice long-haired stray and she was afraid they'd taken Kooky. Dan came out of our room with Kooky and all was well. Mrs. Hall was also kind enough to take our netflix movie out and put it in the mailbox.

I love this neighborhood.

Posted by krystal at 10:23 AM | Comments (1)

March 12, 2008

dead time

At three this morning Tess woke up coughing and fussing. Dan brought her to our room where she coughed and cried and he coughed and they all coughed together til Max woke up and I screamed at Tess and we were just one big happy family.

Jake came home with a new hole in his face. I really don't care because it's not my face.

Tonight Jake has to work and Kendall has play practice.

The winner du jour is Trevor...he has all of his work turned in at school.

I'm so tired that my eyes are crossing and right now there's no end in sight.

We watched No Country For Old Men last night. I'd looked forward to it a lot because I've not heard anything bad about it and I love the cohen brothers. I didn't like it much. I didn't hate it but I was not at all impressed.

This entry was brought to the letters p-i-s-s-e-d o-f-f.

Posted by krystal at 8:21 AM | Comments (0)

March 10, 2008

I hope you all don't mind profanity...

Man, did the weekend fly by. It seems like it was just Friday and I didn't really accomplish anything. Sickness has not left our house for months it seems. Kendall was sick last week and then Tess had a high fever and cough over the weekend and now Dan's been stricken. I'm still healthy, knock-on-wood. Terri and I are convinced that germs can't live where beer is living. *cheers* Is it wrong to want to flee this house with Max until they're all better?

I found out this weekend that I can be pleasantly surprised still. I always feel grateful for my friends. I feel unworthy most times. I used to get mad at people who lose track with me because I'm always here doing what I always do and if I can juggle life, so should they...if it matters. Nowadays though I feel like my friends are far more thoughtful than I am. I have given a lot of effort over the years to always send thank you notes but I know I fail at it sometimes. That's because my brain is mush. Since the birth of Max I'm afraid I've become what I used to hate. I love seeing my friends and as long as they remind me that it's time to hang out, I'm there. I just seem to have lost the ability to INITIATE. I *mean* to call. I *mean* to send thank you notes, I *mean* to come to scrapbooking, I really fucking mean to do a lot of things but it seems like by the end of the day I've accomplished the required parenting and work stuff and sometimes I cook dinner. I go to bed exhausted and guilty of not keeping track of my friends. I do have free time. I spend it with Dan and the kids and I watch tivo'd shows and I stare longingly at my MCSE book and promise in my head to open it in a day or so. That book does not initiate conversation...so there it sits. Now back to the point. Saturday after everyone left my house I found an envelope on my dining room table reminding me that girls need some "me" time. Sarah took time out of planning her wedding to make me feel really special. I swear I'm going to be more conscientious about being a friend from here on out. In fact, I might just move out of this house with all these sick people and go live with friends! hehe KIDDING. But Sarah, if you read this, Thank you so much for reminding me that people are good and even if my life-sucking family doesn't give me a break, my friends are there to listen to my bitching.

Now...Dan is screaming at the kids because he's currently sicker than anyone has EVER been in the entire history of the world so I'm going to save them.

Posted by krystal at 8:24 AM | Comments (3)

March 8, 2008

solitude

I'm up before everyone. The house is always full so this is most likely the closest I'll come to being alone for a while. It's weird though. I have Tessie's milk waiting here for when she wakes up. I'm going to let Dan sleep in at least til 8 because I'm going to Gayle's pampered chef party today and I need him to be in charge of Tess and Max while I'm gone. Or maybe just Tess. Max might go since he loves pampered chef.

The cats are insane this morning. Kasey has forgotten that she's 8 years old and is chasing Kooky around the entire house. They're knocking stuff off of tables and making all kinds of noise.

Dan and I played Rock Band last night after we got Tess to bed. We played until my throat hurt and eyes blurred. I think there is too much of a good thing.

Ok, I realize when I'm rambling pointlessly.

Happy weekend!

Posted by krystal at 6:32 AM | Comments (1)

March 6, 2008

R-u-n-n-o-f-t

I've had the busiest stressiest week in a long time. Things are good, just BUSY. I've been getting off work at 3pm just to get home at 6pm because of all of the kid running and picking up and dropping off in my life.

Tonight was going to be extra killer because Trev and Kendall had chorus stuff til 7 and Dan wouldn't home in time to help with the babies. I guess my exhaustion showed through because my mom and dad offered to come by and watch the little ones so I didn't have to drag them to the school filled with 600 middle school students and their parents.
It was also spirit night for the middle school so we went to Foster's grill for dinner first. These school-type-folk need to get their poop in a group because I was also encouraged to go to "8th graders parents night" at another school. When I explained that I couldn't make it the guidance secretary said to me in a condescending voice "Well it'd be nice if you could do this for Trevor". Yea. eat a dick,lady. I'm doing the best I can.

My brain is tired from work. I rarely let work things get to me but this week there was an instance where I thought I was letting down one of my coworkers. It turns out that I wasn't but for 12 hours I felt really bad. I've always had trouble letting people down and no matter how baddiebadassed I want to come across, I try to be the supreme pleaser and when I feel as though I'm falling back, I take it badly. I'm glad I was reading too much in to some extended eye-contact. I'm chill, man. Totally chill.

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March 2, 2008

Ribs

You'd think that a girl on a diet would lose some weight but we've come to a point in this year where I am not.losing.weight. I stay within my "points" on a daily basis but forget to count once I drink beer. This means that I should either stop drinking or gain more weight so I get more points OR stop eating. I can't see where any of those is a good option. That leaves one thing...exercise. The cool thing I've noticed is that I eat a lot healthier these days. I eat lots of soy beans, tofu rather than meat and tons of veggies. I even drink light beer most of the time. (sometimes I can't...just CAN NOT). The weight loss just isn't happening and that's disheartening but I'll get past it and start losing soon I'm sure. I just think it's too soon to plateau.

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Yesterday was FNO money collecting day for us over at the wings place. They had big honkin' glasses of Fred Red for $3 so HELLO...that was a great deal if you ask me. Sarah,Terri, Becky, Mads and I met up and brought along some menfolk and kidlets and then we all came back here to play rock band. (duh). It was way fun as usual. It's not often that we go out-out these days because it means hauling the whole crew so it was good, at least for me. Dan had to chase the urchin around the place because she's bad. I swear, she's like the poster child for kids needing leashes. and beatings.

Today I'm worthless. We got the house straightened back up, fed the kids, took Jake to work, danced with the babies in the kitchen and I'm marinating some ribs for grilling. I'm not making it to the party over at Jessica's, to church, to the grocery store or anywhere else that I should go. I'm in my pj's staring at my windows xp professional book hoping that the information within will enter my brain. If I'm open minded enough it could be possible...right?

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ps. Max has grown eyebrows now and long curly eyelashes and I swear, I don't think they make babies much cuter. His head is the perfect shape and his eyes seem to want to stay blue. I'm so in love with him.

Posted by krystal at 10:26 AM | Comments (2)