Cubby holes and crawfish

The kids chucked something up in this cubby above the door. Hubby's super anal about the house so the little stuffed animal that got chucked up there has got the best of him. The fact that Cole and Aidan believe that I have "secret cameras" all over the house got me to the bottom of who the culprit was. While up there he discovers its loaded with dust so he is yelling for Blake to get the vacuum. After he is done vacuuming he asks me if he could leave it out for me. This little statement really chaps my ass. On the bright side it has earned me a "get out of jail free card".

This is him getting pissed off at me because I won't stop taking pictures. He's like "do you want me to fall and kill myself?" I start to laugh......this pisses him off even more. I'm not laughing at the thought of him falling to his death. I'm laughing at how Dramatic men can be. I feel we as women get a bad rep.......Men are just as dramatic if not more. He is already on my shit list since he came home and gave me a http://www.myfitfoods.com/ menu. I said "What the hell is this, I hope it's for you". He tells me its a new restaurant in town. I say " I'm just fine with my muffin top because I prefer to eat cheeseburgers........not fit food". He can eat all the Turkey meatloaf Oatmega 3 bars he wants. I will be at Mighty fine burger enjoying the fat I'm adding to my ass. As much as I would love to be a healthy eater I just don't think its going to happen for me.

Had to post a picture of my beautiful rose bush. This is yet another sore subject with Hubby and me. His anal ass and I mean that in the most loving way thinks it is out of control and un manicured. Being married to an anal ass has as many advantages as it does disadvantages. The biggest advantage is if I leave something sit long enough it will drive him crazy and he will do it. I have mastered staying in bed on Sunday mornings while he vacuums the shit out of the house. I'm lucky because he helps out alot around the house. I do love him but the bottom line is he really gets under my skin at times!

Ziggy comes to soccer practice with us. He is a perfect dog except for the fact that he is a crotch sniffer when I bring him out in public.

I went to wake Blake up the other morning and I was taken back at how big he is getting. He looked like a young man laying in his bed. I'm thinking where the hell have all the years gone?? The older I get the more I'm starting to sound like my Mom. He is in love so he thinks......haha sounds ridiculous I know. I would of course never tell him that. I will be there to pick up the pieces when this "LOVE" thing blows up in his face. It's kinda cute how nieve kids are I sometimes wish I was this nieve. Like I've said before I'm a true believer that "ignorance is bliss". All I really want for my kids is for them to be happy, healthy, and wealthy wouldn't hurt. Blake and me are very close, I hope we stay that way over the next few years. Highschool is coming around the corner and that scares the shit out of me.

I went to pick up Blake, Aidan, and their friend Will at the pond the other day. They were all giggling in the car. I didn't really think much of it but I should have known better. Not only were they covered in mud but they brought what they thought was going to be their new pet home. I went outside shortly after we got back to the house and found them all hovering around this red bucket. "Whats with the bucket?" I say. They all act stupid like I'm not going to look in it or something. It's a crawfish!!!! They even named this crawfish Teddy. I'm starting to wonder if this was a left over crawfish from the Rosi's famous crawfish party. They really think their going to keep this thing. I put all three of them back in my car and make them throw it back in the pond. We have a perfect dog we don't need a pet crawfish.

So sorry Teddy!!!!! Another day with these people I live with.

Can't call myself a slug today!

The kids super clean bedrooms!

Got the kids off to school, that is the little ones. Got Blake up, I thought he was getting ready but he had fallen back asleep. Needless to say he missed the bus. Hubby who is usually at work at this time happened to be home so he ended up driving him. This worked out most well for me since I like to go back to bed after they leave. I got up at my standard ten am. My first instinct is to spend the day surfing the net, watching TV, and chatting with my friend Sharri. Guilt sets in and I think I have to get something on my list done today. BTW, even though I make list, I hate list. I have a huge list that keeps growing by the week. The bigger it gets the more it scares the shit out of me and the more I can't seem to get anything done on it. I need to get the upstairs cleaned and organized I have a few waves of guest coming in the month of April. These pictures I posted are of my finished project. One damn thing off that annoying check list. Once I get started I'm a monster I can't stop, I even got three loads of laundry done and put away while cleaning. The only knowledge I gained by this venture is the kids are going to start cleaning their gross toilets from now on. Why the hell can't boys pee in the pot! Yes I happen to be tooting my own horn right now. I usually completely ignore the upstairs only going up there to get the kids tucked in, get them up in the morning and of course lay back down in the Vegas style room. I'm a true believer that "ignorance is bliss" in many cases and this is one of them. After I was done today I keep going up there to admire my work, I love it when its so clean. I do have a sudden urge to lay on the floor and make carpet angels while I admire my work. I pick up the little guys from school and I tell them I cleaned the crap out of the upstairs so we have to make an effort to keep up with it. I tell them I'm going to start throwing anything left on the floor anyway from now on. This doesn't even scare them they know I'm full of shit. I have made this threat before and have never followed through. The truth is I don't like it when they clean it, I'm particular, everything has a place and I want it in it. I need to stop making threats that I have no intention of following through with. I'm not doing them any good by making these empty threats! I'm going to start throwing these people I live with crap away!!!!!!!

As excited as I am about the upstairs being so clean I do still have a monkey on my back. THE CLOSETS, now these suckers scare the shit out of me. They kinda haunt me I know there in need of some tender lovin care. This is care I just don't have the energy for. I don't know where to start. I hate cleaning out closets for many reasons. The biggest is I realize that I spend more money on my kids clothes than mine, again "ignorance is bliss". I could have an Abercrombie store! I am an abercrombie whore! I have even turned the kids Grandma's into abercrombie whores. I just LOVE the way those shirts feel, they are so soft and they wash so good! I also hate trying to figure out what the kids still fit in. I'm constantly switching Blake's stuff to Cole's closet and Cole's stuff to Aidan closet. I find this overwhelming at times. Blake has it made since he gets all new all the time. Poor Aidan his clothes have been through two boys before they get to him. I wish I could go on one of those shows where they come in and organize all your spaces for you. I kinda have little places through the house where I pile up stuff. Hubby likes to call these little places "Kerry's corners". I need to get these closets and Kerry's corners taken care of and get this monkey off my back!

Anyway I can not call myself a slug today which is a great feeling! I think I should reward myself with a day of mindless TV tomorrow.

Totally different subject......I Hate I-pod touches! The kids asked for these at X-mas, of course they got them. I'm a prisoner of this me, myself, and I generation of brats. I have no one to blame but myself, Grandparents, and Aunts and Uncles of course. These suckers cause me stress almost constantly. We have had the one that just plain shut down, we lost everything! I had to make an appointment at the Apple store so they could restore it. I just heard the Apple store by us grosses 27 million a year, how sick is that! I must say they are always most accommodating there, maybe its because I own four Apple I-pods and two I-phones! This is not my biggest bitch about these these suckers. My kids miss place these puppies on a daily basis and always come to me and say "where is my I-pod touch?". My standard response is always the same........How the heck would I know where the heck your I-pod touch is.....Do you ever see me play with these??????? My kids can't keep track of them!!!!!! Another most annoying thing is that they want to buy shit constantly on these suckers. The most annoying thing is when the two little ones can't figure out something on them and they start to whine about it! Tonight Cole was whining about not being able to find a song on his and I said "I'm sick of you and your I-pod, its all you do and it annoys me". He tells me "well all you do is watch TV and play on the computer". I sit there for a second thinking OK he's kinda got me there but damn it he can't talk back to me like that. I take that stupid I-pod away that I want to throw right in in toilet about now and send him to his room for talking back. I would be so much happier if I had never bought them those stupid I-pod touches! I'm feeling like a bit of a hypocrite since I just became a fan of itunes on FB! Damn, I have such a way with eating my words. Since Hubby let me go back to sleep while he drove Blake to school today, I do not have a "get out of jail free" card tonight. I'm signing off now! It was an Apple I hate this sucker kinda of a day with these people I live with!

Kids

Crazy thing I sit here and think about whats it's like to raise kids. It's hard you second guess yourself all the time.

As much as they make you cry they make you belly laugh 1000 times over.

As much as they drive you crazy you look forward to what their going to do next.

As much as they hurt your marriage they save it ten times over.

As much as they make you question who you are they define who you are.

As much as they spend your money, money can't buy what they give you back.

As much as you drive them around you can't get back the things you talk about while driving.

As much as you give up they give you so many things in return.

As many times that they do something bad they do something that makes you proud.

As many times you think they are not listening they say something that makes you realize they are listening.

Writing this blog and looking back at my postings is starting to make me think I need a good shrink. I am at a loss sometimes I feel very deflated at times. I sometimes wonder what life would have been like if I made other choices. Sometimes I feel like my life is no longer mine. I start to think I should have been something. I have talents I'm not using. But then I look back at some of the post and think I am doing something. Maybe I'm not doing it the way I always imagined it, with perfect kids and all. The blog makes me feel not so invisible I'm writing things down even though my grammar is horrendous and realizing I have the hardest most rewarding job in the world. Some of things I've written I would have already forgot the details of if I hadn't written it down. Some I probably should not have written, hubby says I may be putting to much info out there for people to judge. My 12 year old came to me with a problem today, it was almost up there on the most ridiculous shit ever problem. I caught myself about to say something like "wait till you have real problems". Then I thought ok even though this is ridiculous to me it is real to him. People all ages just want to be validated not blown off or told their feelings are no big deal. Kids don't care about our adult problems and they don't want to hear about them. So I took the high road, listened and gave him some advise that he may use or he may not. I made him feel like this most ridiculous thing was important. These are times when I don't feel so deflated and even though this problem was silly by listening I validated this for him. I'm starting to sound like frickin Dr. Phil so I will be signing off now. Always interesting with these people I live with!

Did I really just buy my 12 year old 100 dollar shoes??

Today was a pretty great day with these people I live with. I picked the little guys up at school, came home and realized SHIT were supposed to be at the doctor. I really need to start writing notes on my hand with a sharpie. We rush to get to the Doctors appointment only to get there ten minutes late. The lady behind the counter gives us the stink eye for being late. This makes me laugh since we sit in the waiting room at least 30 minutes every time we go there. Not to mention the 15 minutes you wait for the Dr. once you get in the room. Aidan is there to get a gross wart removed from his finger. He is very brave even though I know it hurts him. I've been craving McDonald's french fries ever since we passed 5000 McDonald's driving to our ski trip. After the Dr. I say hey how about a shake, this way I can get my fries and look like a super hero. They say, Yeah we want Sonic shakes! I tell them Sonic is out of shakes so we have to go to McDonald's. Cole says how would you know that???? I tell him they had a big sign in front of the place, I say didn't you see that???? Kids crack me up because he says"Oh I did see that". We are driving home with our shakes and fries and I say isn't this a great day??? No one is fighting, fussing, or complaining. They both agree. I tell them wouldn't it be great if everyday could be like this. They both agree so we will see how long it last.

We get home and get ready for our two soccer practices. While driving there Blake tells me its his girlfriends Birthday tomorrow. He wants to get her a gift. I call hubby so he can meet me at the soccer field to take the other two home. Blake and me head to the mall. I hate the mall I realize I want all new stuff. We walk through Macy's and I want all new sheets, towels, and bedding. We walk through Dillard's past a sea of fabulous shoes. We walk through Nordstrom and I think I would love four hours to grab as much shit as I can. So Blake and me go to Ambercrombie to pick out a shirt for his girlfriend. This gorgeous sales guy comes up and tells us were in the girls section. I tell him we are shopping for my son's girlfriend. He kinda laughs, he's probably thinking what I am, which is he is to young for a girlfriend. This guy is a mix of African American and white I think. He is the kind of beautiful that you just can't stop starring at. He is 20 at most, I'm not looking because I'm some old desperate housewife. He is just really striking, and he had a tight shirt on with a perfect chest. We leave the store and I say something to Blake about that guy looking like he could be a movie star. Blake is like Oh Mom your so gross checking out guys. I tell him hey I'm not checking him out but I do notice if someone is exceptionally pretty, boy or girl. Then he tells me yeah I guess I notice pretty girls too. We go to the food court and get Philly cheesesteak sandwiches and cheese fries. As I'm writing this I can feel this Philly cheesesteak now hanging over my jeans, but damn it was worth it. After we eat Blake drags me into to finish line. He has been wearing my ass out about getting Nike shocks since school started. He has a hole in his gym shoes and I'm starting to wonder if he put it there himself. I have a real hard time spending 100 dollars on kids gym shoes. I really don't want to start this at his age. He has not let up all school year. I finally say if you pay half I will pay the other half, this could be from the bunny. I tell him you can't have them till Easter though. He agrees and I do the thing I swore I would never do all year, I spend the 100 dollars on kids shoes! I complain alot about this me, myself, and I generation. Guess what I have no one to blame but myself! I call hubby to tell him we are going to be heading home. He is most frustrated and says the kids are driving him crazy and their in homework hell. I hang up the phone and think shit I don't want to go home to that so I tell Blake "hey lets get you a haircut". Were driving home I'm texting AT A STOP LIGHT. Blake tells me that texting while driving is ten times worst that drunk driving. I look at him and say are you learning that in school???? He says "No Oprah says that all the time". SHITZZZZZZ these kids are hanging out with me way to much if they are quoting Oprah. The sad thing is he is absolutely right I should never text and drive even if I am at a stop. Anyway I listened to Blake call about 6 of his friends telling them about his new shoes, he was so excited. I do remember how important things like shoes and clothes are when you are at that age. I really wasn't expecting this to start till HS though. The smile on his face was worth the 100 dollars. Anyways these people I live with were not half bad today.

In need of a vacation from my vacation.

I've kinda been a ball of stress this week. I think its because I just came off a week of being with my kids 24/7. That always seems to throw me off my game. Maybe its because the reality of five practices and three games a week have set back in. I think I need a weekend to myself to not get out of my pj's and watch mindless TV all day. That or I need a visit from Dr. Phil to tell me to "get real". Maybe a visit from Dr. Oz to show me how to live a healthy life and put me in that God awful truth tube. How about a visit from Oprah so I can finally have that "ahhh Haaa" moment. Oh wait the best one would be for Nate Berkus to show up on my doorstep to relieve me of my motherly duties and redo a room for me. I writing this thinking Damn I watch way to much TV. Being a Mom is one hard job. You always have to be up on your game and be one step ahead of them. This is true work especially now when you have to monitor so much. Sometimes its just plain hard to be on top of your game. As I'm sitting here writing this I can hear my kids upstairs rambling around even though they were supposed to be asleep 45 minutes ago. I feel frustrated as hell. When I was a kid you didn't dare get out of bed or create a ruckus. Bedtime was bedtime and that was it. We were scared to push the envelope plus we had respect for our parents. I'm trying to figure out what the hell I'm doing wrong. Kids just don't seem to get these days. They think they rule the world. I sound like an old ass lady right now. I love them to death and for the most part they are really good kids. I seem to blog alot about the bad but they have alot of good qualities to. Bottom line is people don't want to hear about how great your kids are it's boring. They want to hear the nitty gritty it makes them feel better about themselves. I just pray that they will grow up to be happy and healthy and someday they will get it! I also hope that I'm alive to watch them raise their God awful children. I will sit back with a cocktail laughing my ass off while I say "I told you so".

Because I'm addicted to looking at peoples pictures on FB I came across a picture of cupcake pops. They looked so delicious. I couldn't get them out of my head. I found myself "googling" how to make them. Kids went off to school today and I attempt to make these suckers. While putting them together I can see this is going south. They keep falling apart and they just plain don't look that appetizing. My first instinct is to throw them in the trash and pretend they never existed. I should have followed that instinct, like Oprah says "you should listen to your instincts because they are usually right". They look ok but they taste awful. The kids don't even like them. You know there bad when the kids don't eat them. They are way to sweet to the point that they make you nauseous. So in the trash they go, I don't even think a homeless person would eat them. A baker I will never be!!!!!!!

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

Got up today around 6:45 to get the kids off to school. I go in someones room only to find that they have wet the bed, of course I just washed all the sheets in the house yesterday. Aidan wanted a bagel with cream cheese. I made the mistake of getting cinnamon bagels instead of plain. I'm checking my E-mail while the kids eat breakfast. I see Aidan give his entire bagel loaded with cream cheese to the dog. WHATTTTTTT are you doing I say??????? Aidan tells me his bagel just doesn't taste right. I tell him you can't feed the dog that. So off they go to school. I get my oldest up to start getting ready and get him off. I think I will lay back down for awhile. I go up to one of my kids rooms because it is the equivalent of Vegas, super dark and no clock. This is always a mistake because I can sleep like a rock up there. I have thought about giving him the master bedroom and taking his room. I wake up to sound of the dog puking all over the upstairs. So my cat nap is cut short today. I get up clean up the puke and get the wet sheets in the washer. I really thought about not blogging today because the day was so rotten. My plan with this blog is to give it to the kids after they have their own kids. I want it to be honest and from the heart. I want them to know its normal to feel frustrated and deflated at times. So this blog is really about the good, bad, and the ugly. I pick up Cole and Aidan from school and they have a friend come over. They love to play basketball in the driveway and hang out in the garage. I go out the garage to check on the kids and Aidan is taking apart his brothers bike, why I really still do not know! I find myself saying things like "you have no respect for people things whats wrong with you???" and "you have no idea how much things cost, do you think money grows on trees???". I mean really what the hell is going through this kids head????? It's time to go to soccer practice and I can't find the two NEW balls I bought for this season. Cole tells me Blake and his friend were playing basketball with them and they went over the fence. I'm thinking we have five basketballs why would they be throwing soccer balls at the hoop. Well this is a huge problem since the man next door will not give our balls back. Once they go over the fence they are gone for good. Yet another forty dollars out the door. Here I am again today now yelling "do you think money grows on trees????". Blake and me are fighting in car about the balls. My Mom calls, so while I'm on the phone with her I hear Aidan say to Blake "I know you tossed the balls over the fence on purpose". Blake turns around and says "shut up you ass". I'm really taken back by this. I'm no dumb ass I know kids in middle school cuss but I have had many conversations with Blake about not cussing in front of girls or children. This is really the first time Blake has done something like that in front of me. I'm still on the phone but I give him the look of death. I have to drop him off at one field for practice and then take Cole about five miles down the road for his practice. He gets out of the car and I tell him we will talk after practice. On the road again to Cole's practice Aidan and Cole are in the back talking about farts and butt holes. I have had it at this point. What the hell am I doing wrong??? I tell them I don't want to hear that kinda talk and that I can't believe they would talk that way in front of me. We get to practice for Cole, I'm sitting with Aidan. I ask him why they act that way for me when they are so good at school, at a play date, or for their Dad. He tells me that Dad works hard all day, teachers are nice, and all I do is make noodles. The immature part of me wants to tell him to suck off! Noodles are you kidding me????? My freakin life revolves around these kids, everything I do is for them. I just want them to grow up to be happy, healthy, and respectful people. I feel I'm failing miserably right now. Back in the car again, I'm rushing to get Blake now. Pick up Blake and take his phone away for the "ass" comment. The phone is an important thing at this age since he does an average of 900 text messages a month. He doesn't even argue because he knows he crossed the line with me. We get home, I have dinner in the crock pot. Aidan says "I don't want that". Ok I'm way past my breaking point so I YELL "what do you think I am a short order cook?????". Aidan starts to cry and goes and lays on the sofa. Guilt sets in don't ask me why because I would have been just fine if they hadn't messed with me all day. Homework time I won't even go into. Off to bed thank God! I'm sitting here writing this blog with a half of jar of skin cream on my face because I know this day has caused some damage. Cole comes down at 9:30 to say he's thirsty, Aidan comes down at 10:05 saying his foot is bleeding! Their bedtime is 8:30 BTW! So my day is not getting better. I hope someday when their reading this that one of them will spring for a face lift for me since stress causes aging. Not such a great day with these people I live! I hope tomorrow will be better.

Skiing and snowboarding

This is me on the last day. I did apply sunscreen believe it or not. I guess I should have reapplied a few times. This picture isn't even half as bad as I looked in person. I think I added five years to my skin in one day.

This is the kids putting on a dance show on our last night in New Mexico.

The nice thing about a ski trip is it wore the kids ass out! They all went to bed with no problem every night. This is our last day we were skiing in our shirts it was so hot on the mountain.

I really didn't think skiing would be for me. I'm more of a beach girl. I took one day of ski school which was fun. The coach did knock me on my ass while trying to get my legs right. The last time I was skiing was with my friend Karen Melind in HS. My only memory is her tumbling down the mountain. I was laughing so hard watching her that I started tumbling as well and as I was tumbling laughing my ass off I wet my pants. This time I did not wet my pants but I did tumble down the mountain more than once. I never got off the bunny slopes but I still had fun. There was some nice eye candy on the mountain, I'm talking about hubby of course....;)The lifts I never did master I fell off the damn thing every time which always caused a pile up behind me. Quite embarrassing I must say!

One of the days we just hung around the house. We ended up making snowmen. We were laughing so hard because the snow was so deep that we had to keep pulling each other out of it. One time I lost my boot when the snow swallowed me. Blake had to dig my boot out.

This was my two youngest kids first time on a snow vacation. They both loved it. I grew up in the snow so it's not a big deal for me. They have never really gotten to play in the snow besides the inch we got in Austin this year. I could not get them out of it.

I spent alot of my vacation taking great pictures of everyone on the slopes. I did not get my picture taken skiing since the camera was locked up that day since everyone was skiing. We decide to go tubing one night. I tell hubby to take some pictures of me so it looks like I was part of the trip. This is the picture he got of me! Notice this is pretty much a picture of my back. I was excited to get back to the house and look at the pictures only to find out that he had taken about 20 pictures of a girl coming down the mountain that he thought was me. She was dressed in all red. This proves that men sometimes look right through you and don't even notice what your wearing. He said he was far away and he thought it was me. I was like Hello you knew I wasn't in red, what the hell are you color blind?????

This is the girl that I have 20 great pictures of coming down the mountain. I thought ummmm after the first ten shots shouldn't he have realized it wasn't me?????? Anyway hubby has alot of great qualities but picture taking isn't one of them, neither is noticing what I'm wearing or what I look like!!!!! We have been married for 14 years, he has known me almost half his life now. Don't worry I'm not bitter at all.

Here we are at a nice family owned restaurant across from the mountain. My friend and I would have Bloody Marys here while the boys and girls skied. Definitely a trip high light.

Here we are on one of the decks of the house we stayed in. The view was awesome. I look at this picture and realize Blake might be taller than me next year!

This is one of my favorite photos from the trip.

Here is Blake snowboarding. He is somewhat of a natural at it. I wish I had no fear like him.

We put Aidan and Cole in ski school for the first two days. This was worth every penny. They would start at 7:30 and wouldn't get out till 4pm! Great babysitter for the day. They came out of that ski school going down the green and the blue runs. Aidan is very tired after school as you can tell from the picture.

Here is Cole proud as hell after two days in ski school. He can't wait to get on the mountain on his own!

I feel like I didn't see much of Blake on this vacation. He spent his whole day on the mountain.

This is a great shot of Aidan coming down the mountain. He ended up being quite the little snowboarder. Cole on the mountain.

Cole made this look so easy!

Here is Aidan coming down a green for the first time.

Cole coming down the green.

Here is Aidan and Hailey in ski school.

Funny the kids rode the lifts with no problem.

I was the only one who could not get off without falling.

Here is Aidan with his ski coach on the lift.

The boys looked cute getting their gear on.

Ski school

The sunset from the house we stayed in!

The house

We get to Angel Fire at about 3pm on Saturday. The house is beautiful the only problem is it is way up on the mountain. This means if we have a snow storm we will be stuck in the house for a week. We made it through the week with only one day of snow so we were safe.

This view was unbelievable. The morning was gorgeous, the sunset was gorgeous, and the stars were unbelievable. The adults are checking out the house we start to panic a little because we can't find a TV. We already are trying to wrap our heads around no reception and no Internet. We finally find the TV it is a little 19 inch, not exactly what we are used to but it's a TV.

The kids were so excited to see real snow. They ran right out to sled and build snowmen.

The first night we were there I was woken up by hubby shaken like a leaf. Now I must say he did laugh at me when I was reading about Mountain sickness in the car. He is eating his words right now. As much as I like to say "I told you so", I hold back. I feel bad that he feels so sick. At least this only lasted a few hours, he was fine the rest of the trip.

Spring Break

We stopped at the Embassy suites in Lubbock on our first day. We got there around seven pm and headed to Hooters for dinner. I wake up at about 2am with horrible cramping in my stomach. I can't move I feel so sick. This is where I start to try to make deals with God, I think please God I don't want to be sick take this away! Doesn't work I end up in the bathroom with stuff coming out both ends. All I can think about is how am I going to get in a car an travel like this for eight more hours. I spend most of the night up on the potty. I finally fall asleep around 6am only to have to get up at 7am to get on the road. I think I got some kinda food poisoning from Hooters. I get in the car with a pillow and blanket and sleep for the first four hours of the trip. Thank God, I shit everything out of me the night before so we don't have to stop on the road. I wake up and I'm kinda bored. One can only look at so many cows on the side of the road. I decide to read through the information packet from the house were going to be staying in. I come to a part that says "HYDRATION AT ALTITUDE". This reads as follows............Please be aware of symptoms of MOUNTAIN SICKNESS. Severe forms are characterized by severe shortness of breath, cough, headache, confusion, shakes, or hallucinations. This may progress to coma and death. WTF, I now have that sick feeling in my stomach. I'm thinking....turn the car around. I'm trying to calm myself down in my head. I see a sign for McDonald's and now I'm not only thinking about the awful Mountain sickness but I'm thinking how great some french fries would be right now. I wish I would have never picked up that damn information sheet. I'm a huge believer that "ignorance is bliss". TMI is just not right sometimes. While all this crazy stuff is swarming through my head we are driving through a town called "POST" Texas. Aidan says....wow this town is great they have pizza, McDonald's, and Sonic! My mind is still busy with all the "what ifs" of Mountain sickness. I wish my mind could think simple like a child's. I'm a huge hypochondriac, I worry about everything. My mind seems to take bad shit and run with it. Wish me luck! I can't tell you how many "what ifs" are going through my head right now. Thank God I do not have access to "Google" right now, otherwise my ass would be googling "Mountain Sickness". I've already spent part of my trip thinking what if the car crashes, what if we hit a deer, what if the dog dies while were gone, what if I get a blood clot from being in the car, and the "what ifs" go on and on. I'm starting to think I should get a good therapist if I survive Mountain sickness. Staying home with my kids has been a huge blessing but I think it has also given me to much time to think about all the shit that can go wrong. I wish we could DVR our brains because I just didn't need to know about "mountain sickness".