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Saturday, 21 November 2009
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The baby ate my laptop
The past few days have not been what I would call the most pleasant of days. I finally got all the kids back at school fulltime only to learn that after the holiday, Liz once again has parent conferences and will be getting out at 12:30 all that week. She just had them a month ago, so I am a bit confused as to why we are doing it again. Josh and Alyssa had them all this past week and were out early Monday through Thursday. Can't I get one week where the freaking schedule stays normal?
As I mentioned, H's brother came and took the kids for the weekend. It was a break I really needed and they love to spend time with his family. I had high hopes for a nice, quiet, productive weekend. So far, not so much.
After my disaster that was toys r us I have come to realize that I really dislike people. I don't mean I can't maintain friendships, but I really, really hate crowds of people. They annoy me beyond reason. I am shopping strictly online and avoiding crowds at all cost.
I didn't do so well with that last night. Whitney, Mandi, and Alyssa were going to the mall to see a movie. It is the weekend before Thanksgiving, "New Moon" was just released, and every crazy person within a hundred mile radius was at the mall. Just dropping them off was enough to cause me to want to pull my hair out.
It was on my way home that I received the following call from Matt;
"Hi honey, I was just wondering, um; well....Okay, I went to the bedroom to make a fire and I left the laptop open on the kitchen table. Well, you know how Emily loves to imitate you on the computer. I walked in and she was sitting in the chair just typing away and I thought she looked so cute. Yeah, well then I walked over and discovered she had popped off about five keys from the keyboard. I think we are going to have to order a new one."
Oy vey, please tell me this is a joke. Nope, my beauty queen followed in her brothers footsteps and broke about five keys off my keyboard. Caleb did this after I left it open right after we got the thing. I learned then to always close it when I had to walk away. The difference between then and now was; it was still under warranty when Caleb did it. We just called Dell and they sent someone right out. Now, it is a year out of the warranty and we have to fix it ourselves. Yikes.
I searched online for thirty minutes for a replacement keyboard with no luck. Matt finally found it and ordered it. Thankfully, we have a keyboard thing that we purchased with the laptop thinking that we would use this more as our desktop computer than a laptop. We didn't do that, but the keyboard has been just waiting for such an occasion. The problem is that I am so used to the laptop keyboard that I am making tons of mistakes. Ugh.
I woke up early this morning to the sounds of Sebastian (the dog soon to be coyote food if he continues this) knocking over the trash can in the kitchen. We bring him in at night because of the coyote problem. Normally we put the can into the bathroom and close the door so that he isn't tempted. Someone (koffmattkoff) forgot to do that and went so far as to leave the bathroom door open. Well, Sebastian is a good dog, but when you leave a trash can and a bathroom open to him, he is like Eve with the apple. He just had to eat it. Nothing like cleaning up a huge mess at 6am.
Since I was up I thought it would be a great time to finish my dinner from the previous night. I had stopped at KFC and I had purposely left some of my chicken for today. I head to the fridge to discover someone (koffWhitneykoff) had eaten my leftovers. This day is not starting out promising at all.
Today will be spent searching online for the best deals out there on the items that I need. I can think of nothing I need that I won't be able to find online.
Have a great Saturday.
Friday, 20 November 2009
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The sound you hear is silence
H's brother came this afternoon and picked up the kids. I am finally getting a small break. Thank you C and M.
At the moment Emily is watching Wubbzy; Caleb is playing on the computer; and Whitney and Mandi have Alyssa locked in the bathroom giving her a makeover. I am having a nice quiet moment of relaxation. I could cry.
I had the strangest thought today and I really must be slapped if I ever think like this again. You see, Toys r Us was having a huge sale today. At least that was how they marketed it. I thought what fun it would be to load up the toddlers and Whit, Mandi, and Alyssa for a trip to toys r us. What a freaking mistake. Everyone and their nephew was there and this store is really, really small compared to some of the others I have been in. I have no clue what was on sale because there was not a single aisle that I could make it down. It was madness. Caleb and Emily did manage to walk away with sippy cups that have their names on them. I was so excited I found one that actually said "Caleb".
No shopping was completed and I am seriously considering going strictly online after this. Madness, I tell you.
I am going to head out and enjoy the quiet. I have some things on my mind and I might hit on those tomorrow. Have a wonderful night.
Wednesday, 18 November 2009
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Are you listening, family?
Yes, it is that time once again. I am having one of those kind of days where the entire family (including the dog) is on my nerves. This shall be the family edition of things I wish people understood. As always, my tongue is firmly in my cheek when I write these. If you lack a sense of humor, please stop now. Humor is required to understand the list. Thanks!
- When you are warming something up in the microwave that contains gravy; it IS going to splatter. Put a cover over it or clean the mess yourself. An "Oh, I am so sorry honey" really doesn't get the microwave clean now does it?
- Beds are made for sleeping. No, dragging your mattress into the living room because "it is more comfortable" makes no sense and is really annoying when I get up in the morning and have to step over said mattress.
- When you only get sick at your friends house, perhaps I am correct and it is the five indoor dogs that are causing your eyes to turn red and burn. For once, listen to your mother.
- For the two middle schoolers; your grades are now up online. I can check to see if your homework is completed or not, so don't lie about it. You will be caught.
- Emily, diapers are to be worn at all times. I know you like commando, but my furniture doesn't.
- Doing the dishes without being told will earn you a huge thank you. What it will not earn you is your electronics back. I said three weeks, I meant three weeks. You want them back, bring up your grades and alter your attitude. Kissing up is nice, but it doesn't negate the reason for the punishment.
- Picking up the books does not mean shoving them onto the shelf. There is an order and it is pretty simple to figure out. (Yes, I am anal. You would be to if you had seven kids.)
- When I am on the phone is not the best time to ask me to help with homework, what I did that day, can you do something this weekend, etc. I spend less than ten minutes on the phone a week; can't you just give me that ten minutes in peace?
- No, you cannot use my laptop "real quick" if Caleb is on the other computer. Are you high? Wait your turn or read a book. The laptop is the one thing in the house that is MINE. I do not share.
- Yes, Wednesday is still date night and no, you can't come with us.
- Why yes, as a matter of fact that is a new purse. When you get a job you can buy yourself things too. Until then, appreciate what you are given and quit rolling your eyes when I get something new.
- No, I don't care if your English teacher claims it is "manditory" that I attend this open house. When she can learn to spell "mandatory" tell her I will be there. Until then, I am busy.
- The whole "all my teacher's hate me" excuse is getting old. If that were the case they would all be passing you so that they wouldn't have to deal with you next year. They are failing you because you aren't doing your work. Go figure.
- When I say "stay" that means stay. It does not mean wait until I get the gate open and escape when my arms are too full to stop you. (that was for the dog)
- I don't care how many times that crazy lady calls; I am still in the shower and Dad is still sleeping. Yes, even if it is 6 am.
- Yet again, dinner is whatever is placed in front of you at dinner time.
- Speaking of, we eat at pretty much the same time each night. I have never forgotten to feed you, so please do not ask me a thousand times what time dinner is. It will be the same time as always.
- I still don't know what time Dad is coming home or if he is working on his days off. Ask him.
- When I am battling the flu, I don't care how sexy I look in my ratty sweats and oversized sweatshirt. No means no, damnit.
Okay, that is all for now. Not as funny as normal, but I have been having off days.
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Total Rant
Okay, this is without a doubt an absolute rant. If you don't want to read a mommy's tale of how she is losing her mind; stop here. You have been warned.
I am losing my flipping mind. Josh is now at the end of week one of his three week punishment. If he ask me one more flipping time if he can just please have his electronics back I am going to throw the damn television out the flipping window.
Here is Josh's view of the situation; I am a total shit for weeks (years) and today I decided after my latest fit to kiss Ange's ass and wash the dishes in the sink without her asking. That five minutes of good behavior totally erases the weeks (years) of being a shit. I have so earned my electronics back.
Here is my view; Buy a flipping clue dude. Not an hour before you decided to wash the dishes you were throwing a big hissy fit because I told you to find something to do besides pout at the kitchen table. No, one good deed does not erase the reasons behind the punishment. Sheesh.
The day prior I left the house for something. He waited until I left and snagged the house phone. Um, last I checked the phone had a battery and required an electrical plug thus putting it under the "no electronics" ban. He just had to call "mommy". Okay, no problem, but you did it AFTER I left the house, seems shady to me. I don't know who he called and I don't care. He was not allowed to use the phone without my permission; busted once again. I had told him that if he altered his behavior that he could have just his television back after one week. He failed and it cost him. He is really not getting it.
On the other front; H's brother and sister in law have called to ask if they could pick up the kids for the weekend. These two are rare members of the loon squad. They are normal and happily married. When they take the children, they are well cared for and supervised at all times. There is no drama involved with them unless H decides to be a bitch. Neither Matt or myself had any problem with them taking the children for the weekend. I can use the break and the kids enjoy spending time with them. Our one request, please do not let H remove Liz from the home. This is what usually happens when the kids go visit H. She drops the boys off with her brother and takes Liz goodness knows where.
Her brother agreed immediately and asked that we explain our position to Liz. In fact, he mentioned he hadn't spoken to H in over two months and wasn't planning on letting her know the kids were down there. Even better, drama free weekend with no screaming fights in the yard for "her kids". I have explained to Liz several times that she was to remain at her uncle and aunts home for the entire weekend. I also explained we would not be mentioning the trip to "mommy" on the off chance she called. The bitch has called ONCE in four months and that was last week to make sure she got "her kids" on Thanksgiving weekend. Oh lord, do not get me started on that crap.
Anyway, I left last night again to run to the store. When I got home I learned that Liz had called "nana" to get her mom's number. She wanted to call mommy just "to see how she is". April, is that stupid tattoo on my forehead a bright enough color? Thankfully, nana didn't answer so Liz was unable to get H's number. I was beyond livid.
It had been less than ten minutes since I had the discussion about not talking to mommy about the upcoming trip and the girl is already trying to reach her. I swear, I think drama is a genetic thing. Liz thrives on it just like H does. She likes nothing more than retelling the story from last Thanksgiving when H showed up at her grandmother's house and snatched the kids. The whole family is a flipping soap opera, I swear.
I now have to decide if the break is worth the drama that I know is coming. Liz can't keep her mouth shut and the head loon (H's mom) knows the kids are coming. I have no doubt that that loon will call H to tell her just to piss her off. I now have a headache and my house needs cleaning.
I feel better and now I am off to seriously clean. Later.
Tuesday, 17 November 2009
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A little boy
Matt sent this too me and it just cracked me up.
A little boy goes to his father and asks 'Daddy, how was I born?'
The father answers, 'Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on AOL. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, and googled each other. There your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:
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