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August 29, 2008

If it were fun, it wouldn't be called labor (day)

The first week of school is OVER and I'm here to tell ya, it sucked. Hell, I only worked 4 days and it sucked. We've each been given more schools this year and there have been so many changes that it's just hard to keep up. We all busted our butts though and I can honestly say that I can now see the light at the end of the tunnel. I'm so tired. This three day weekend is so needed.

Max is feeling only a little better and I've got this infernal ringing in my ears. I wonder if his antibiotics aren't working. I also have to admit that at my age everytime something goes wrong I think "is this death?" So like, I hear this ringing in my ears or I have a bad headache and I think "hmm, I wonder if I'm having a heart attack?". I guess this is what happens with old age? I just know that I'm not dead yet and I don't plan on going yet, but I do wonder about these 40's. They're interesting, that's for sure.

We're leaving tomorrow morning for the river for a few days. My main goals are to a. take some good pictures with my camera and b. read my book oh and of course, c. take a nap. I love naps at the river because I feel like I'm slipping away while the rest of the world is so active around me. It's like I'm cheating on the world and getting away with it. Speaking of naps, ms. Tessie just woke up from a nap after her 2nd day at Suzie's house. She's soooo crabby. I just hope she's being good because Suzie's not sending me bad reports and that's just unusual.

Monday at some point we're expecting grandpa and great grandpa O'Brien. This is sort of exciting because the kids get to meet more family. Then grammy comes out at the end of the week for a jaunt. She's a better woman than I am for making such a long flight for a few days but we'll be very happy to see her (bring my sister-in-law please, I haven't gotten to play much rock band since she left).

Oh, so yesterday I was working at one of my more special schools and the teacher was telling the kids about jamestown and other historical crap and this one kid goes "I know about pocahontas...her dad was chief pakistan!" I held in a giggle but I'm sure it gave me gas.

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August 26, 2008

illin

I think my head might explode. Seriously. Kid germs are the worst to pick up. Max has his first ear infections and is snotting like a fiend. Of course since he clings to me like I'm part of his body, I have his sickness too.

I know the blogging has sucked lately. I've been so busy at work fixing computers that I don't have a chance to play on the puter. We've had several really busy weekends too. We had Tree and Jason down a few weeks back and it was like old times. It must happen more. There's been book club, supper club, pampered chef, mean mommies at Beck's house and just lots of good stuff. This has been a lifesaver since work is overwhelming right now because of school starting back up. I know by October I'll have a grip on things, but right now it's kicking my butt and I can't see my way out of all of this WORK. Weekends are key for survival. I also think that this cold/death thing I have might be my body's way of saying "chill out, sistah".

Ms. Gayle decided a few weeks ago to stop playing nannie mcphee so Max is going to the hippydothouse now. He loves it there so much that Tess and Bella are going to follow him. They daycare thing was nice but turning into a really big expense. It's not just that. Tess was also unhappy. I know she's a turd sometimes but she isn't a really bad kid and everyday she'd come home telling me she was in time out, had a bad day, didn't get a sticker or something. I like for my kids to have whippings, not time outs. I hope hippy can accomadate this. Otherwise I'll have to do it at my house and then send her over. Seriously though, I think it's going to be a good change for her and Bella. I just hope suzie-q doesn't fire us.

I was thinking about the summer. We had a really uneventful (in a good way) time with our big kids. Jake worked a lot, Trevor hung out with his friends a lot, Kendall swam like a fish. I hope the school year is peaceful too. Jake's got 1 more year. I'm determined to see him through it.

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This weekend is Labor Day. I'm not sure if we're going to the river or not. Ellis, Megan and the girls are going to be there. I really like spending time with them but we'll have to see how everyone feels. Family is great, but we've proven in the past that we can't all be together for too long or things get wiggy. I would like to spend more time at the river house though. We'd even considered making Tessie's birthday party into a weekend thing at the river but Kayla, Bella and Phillip aren't with the mean mommys that weekend and it'd most likely end up being a grownup party labeled as "tess turns 3". Curses. Maybe we can do it the week before. Maybe we'll hang up those grand plans and just do something at mcdonalds. Kids really don't care, do they? Maybe we could have her birthday party next weekend when Dan's folks are here. SHEW. My head hurts now. I'm going to watch tivo.

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August 21, 2008

8 months and just as flavorful

At 8 months old Max crawls like a speed demon, pulls him up to standing on things and says dada and nana and I swear he says mama, you just have to listen carefully.

It's been an insanely busy month so I'll have to brag more later about just how squishy-good this boy is.

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August 2, 2008

jank

Just when I thought I could not be more boring, I have gone from not having time to blog to not having a thing to blog about.

Work has been the epitome of slammed. I'm working at an insane pace to get stuff ready and done before teachers come back and I'm thinking it's most likely not going to be done. I'm the sort of person who worries about stuff when it's not a real issue, but this is slapping me in the face daily because teachers, while they are supposed to be off during the summer, keep coming in to work and complaining that things aren't ready for them. REALLY? I HAD NO IDEA.
I still love this job more than any other job in the world but I think I could use a day or two off. Maybe in October.

This week we made a point to go swimming twice. I took the kids to the pool for the swim team pep rally and Tess had such a good time that she threw a mind numbing fit when it was time to go. I had Max to take care of too and Dan was working late so thankfully Trevor helped mme get her out of there before we were asked to leave. Last night we went again and stayed a longer time. Dan was there to help and it was a much better experience. It's just a shame that it's taken until August for us to get to the pool. Kendall makes the pool dues worth it since she's there everyday but we all love going. Maybe August will be the month my skin finally sees sunlight. (tan fat is thin fat)

Jake's working at Allmans. He's a bbq slinger. I think he likes it but he seems to pretty much hate anything that's not hanging out with friends having fun. Welcome to reality, sport. I think he's a good waiter though, he's bringing in good tips.

Tess is almost done potty training. She sleeps in undies, wears undies all day and everything's cool except for her pooh issues. She walks around on her tippy toes screaming in agony until she just can't hold it in anymore. Most anyone who reads this blog has already been around during this fiasco so it's not news, but man oh man it's SO UNFUN. Entire days worth of plans are made and broken depending on this childs bowels. Who wants to go to a pool or restaurant anywhere around other people when Tess's bowels might explode and wreck everyone's fun time? We're resorting to laxatives and googling as many tips as we can find about this before taking her to a dr. Hopefully in a few years we'll look back on this as her dark period.

Max is creeping up on 8 months old and has already learned to crawl and pull himself up on stuff. He's insanely cute and mostly good, with a touch of crab. I think he takes after me, dan thinks he takes after him. We both just wish he'd sleep longer in the mornings.

welp, he's awake (thanks to tess blowing dan's lifeguard whistle) so i have to go.
peace.

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