Sunday, September 30, 2012
Hub's wants to move us in a trailer while we build a house we can't agree on. Yes, I did just say trailer. Stop your laughing all you people who know me well. I fear that a storm will come lift me away in that trailer. And I wonder why Aidan is such a worry wort. I remember the first time I stepped foot in a trailer. Well I had been in vacation trailers in Wisconsin but never residential trailers. Hub's and I had been married a few years. Blake was just a baby. Someone we worked with invited us to their party. So we got a sitter and had a night out. When we pulled up we pulled up to a trailer park. I said to Hub's..."Do they live here". He laughed and said "yes". They gave me a tour. It happened to be a double wide. I was surprised at how nice it was. I remember commenting on how nice it was. Hub's pulled me aside to tell me I was being insulting. I said.."I just gave them a compliment. He said...."You sounded shocked that the double wide was this nice". I told him I was but I was not trying to insult them. That was one of the funnest parties I had ever been at. All the other people living in the trailers came over with chairs and we made a bomb fire. We went trailer to trailer hanging out. When someone would disappear we would go hunt them down in the trailer and make them come back out. We found one guy passed out by the propane tank at the end of the night. I laughed so hard I might have peed. I thought it seemed like a blast to live in a trailer park after that party. Now that I have three kids, a dog, and Hub's it seems a little too close for comfort. I may be all for it if I can have my own trailer.
Back to moving........I'm overwhelmed by all the shit in my house. Hub's wants me to sell everything. There are some things I'm attached to though. He says there dated. I say they are timeless. Maybe I could sell him! Oh wait I need him to pay for the new house. Hub's always says he just wants me to be happy. I call BS, he just wants me to be happy if I'm agreeing with him. He says I always get my way but I do have a leather sofa in my family room I hate. Just saying!!! This is probably the worst time of the year to be moving. When I put my house on the market I thought I would have sold it before school started back. I had no intention of trying to move during football and baseball season. Right now Hub's is on the sofa watching Forest Gump for at least the 100th time since it came out. This is why I'm blogging on a Saturday night. We are an exciting Gruesome twosome. The little guys pigpen and Drama are sleeping at friends houses......The house has been really quiet. My Mom says I will miss the noise someday. Tonight it seems like a slice of heaven. I don't think she is right. I have been known to eat my words on way more than one occasion. They taste shitty by the way! Blake the not so charming prince has hung around hub's and I all night. He even talked to me about girls and school. I'm shocked at the man is becoming right before my eyes as I blink. I wonder if something is wrong with him! Maybe he secretly really does like me. But I think he is entertained by all our bickering over house crap. We have kind of been like Tom and Jerry since the house sold. Well we have always kind of been like Tom and Jerry. I say that in the most loving way really!!!!! Remember Tom and Jerry fought but they always lived together. I feel I'm digging this grave bigger at this time. So I will stop there. I am trying to say Tom and Jerry had a love-hate relationship. They couldn't live without each other.....Wait that doesn't sound any better. I'm really stopping now!
Last night I couldn't sleep to save my life. Being wide awake in the middle of the night sucks. I watched shit TV. I watched Grey's and private practice. I was shocked at both. Damn it if they didn't kill the hot guys off! At 2:00 I was still wide awake. So I slept in this am. I sleep great between the hours of 3-11. I really do hate that about me. Hub's was calling around ten....I was sending it to VM. At 11 he text me.....It's 11 for God's sake get up! I don't know why he cared. He was at work. Jealousy maybe. I was busy dreaming. I dream the craziest shit in the morning. I just heard if you dream a lot you have a high IQ! I think I should be making some mean money in that case. It rained all night last night. For some reason rainy weather effects my MS. I don't know why it does but I feel like I have a bug when it rains. Every part of my body aches. It always freaks me out when that happens. So I spent my day in panic mode because these are the days when I realize this shit is for real. I like to pretend it's not real. I'm an ignorance is bliss gal and rainy days rain on my ignorant bliss kind of day.
In four short weeks I have no idea where life is going to take me. I don't know where we will be living. I really kind of want to move home till every thing is done. That is back to Chicago without these people. My parents might die since my brother, sister, niece, and their dog are living back home now. I cook though! I may just be the favorite after years of trying....since they came along. It is probably because they see me the least and I cook good now! So I said the little guys were overnight...I just got a text that Aidan is freaking and I have to get him......It's 1:30...woe is me, I knew better! I'm back just picked Aidan up. I asked him what happened...He says.."I couldn't sleep because you weren't there". How many times would you have loved to hear something like that from the person you couldn't get?????? What do I say to something like that when it's your kid???? I want him to enjoy his life without having to worry about stuff like that. As an Irish Catholic mom...aka..guilty mom.....I feel pure guilt. Wondering what I did to make him so afraid of EVERYTHING!!!!! I really do pray every night for God to take the worry away from this little pigpen guy I love so much! Sorry I'm too tired to proof read and I am in fact not a writer! This is just my on line venting diary! I do find it kind of sad that I'm watching the soap channel wide awake wanting to slap some girl....Hello Kerry this shit isn't real!!!!!!!!! Anyway...more to come with these people I live with!
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
I had rented that movie "The Lucky One" last night. I never got around to watching it. I ended up watching it today. Now I'm totally crushing on Zak Efron....even if I'm old enough to have birthed him. While watching it the dog laid on my ottoman......even though I got him that great dog bed. In the picture you can see the dog bed under the TV.
I'm reading three books right now. I have self diagnosed myself with ADD because of things like this. The first book is "bared to you".....a little bit of Mommy porn! The second is "cleaning house, A Mom's 12 month experiment to rid her home of youth entitlement, and the last is "Let's pretend this never happened". I gave the first book the" mommy porn" to my neighbor because I promised it to her and I've been dragging ass reading it. She can read a book in three days. This is really the busiest time of the year for me. The second book I just can't seem to get through. It's a great book, really well written. The problem is it doesn't make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. It makes me feel bad about myself. Remember I'm an ignorance is bliss girl. I also grew up Irish Catholic so there is that whole guilt thing I struggle with. This book is loud and clear about all the things I'm not doing right. I don't like that! I'm about half way through it. I will finish it but in small doses! To be frank the damn book overwhelmed me. I only wished she wrote it while I was pregnant. Like I said before I will be buying every pregnant women I know one. It should be a bible for anyone having kids. The last book, "Let's pretend this never happened" came to me from a friend. I really was not planning on reading three during football and baseball season. She gave it to me because it is written by a blogger like me. Well kind of. She is much funnier than me. She has a blog called the "bloggess". If you enjoy reading this blog you will crazy love this book. I'm only through the first four chapters because I have had house guest. It is rude to read while you have house guest so "they" say. I read a little before bed the other night. I really did laugh out loud to the point of tears while reading it. She talks about how her writing is all over the map like mine. She cusses a lot so it's not for people without a sense of humor. So far her stories are about her messed up childhood. As I write this I'm laughing out loud about her story of the magical talking squirrel. Lets just say her Dad was a taxidermist and he had that dead magic squirrel up his arm with the fresh blood dripping down his arm. He is using it as a puppet to entertain his very young children. Anyway the point to all this is while driving around I had an Awww haha moment....."books on audio".
My mom left today. We had a great visit. With her came Chicago's famous Garrett's popcorn. My fingers may still be orange. She always buys me something I love but don't need. This time it was a giant medal Halloween pumpkin. I love it. With her always comes a waaaa, waaaa, waaaa, story. This is why I nicknamed her Deb Downer. She had a story about a guy who killed his wife and chopped her up and cooked her. Gross right??? Who wants to hear that shit! Unless it is someone you know. It's funny because I spent six weeks by her this summer. I totally should have been blogging during that visit. Laziness took over though. One night the whole family was at the dinner table. Mom...aka...Deb says...."Did you hear that story about". My sister interrupts her and says....."Who dies in this story?". I did laugh out loud! I don't even remember the story but I'm sure a tragic death was involved.
After I dropped Mom off at the airport. Aidan who is in the car says...."If you could only pick one kid to save from death who would it be?". I think why do kids ask these things! I tell him I couldn't possibly pick. He says..." You have to pick otherwise we all die and you are left alone". If I smiled would you judge????? I hope you know I'm kidding! I ask him if the dog is included in the pick???? He laughs and says "NO, MOM"! I tell him again I could never pick. He will not let it go! I finally say I would have to think long and hard. I tell him I would have to pick the one who would be the most responsible adult and be someone I would feel comfortable with throwing out there on their own. So far non of them measure up to this. He assures me it would be him and gives me many reasons why the others should be put to death. I do laugh.
Every night I go to bed praying I will wake up a different person. The one that wants to work out and eat right. I guess God is not hearing me or I'm not hearing God! Every day I deal with overachievers telling me how they love to run. I want to paintball them to death while running. Out of jealously of course. Then I deal with the workout barbies telling me how great their workouts are. Don't judge me if while their talking I picture stuffing their faces with cheeseburgers and chips. It's a jealousy thing for sure. I only wish I was the girl that could eat right and give at least twenty minutes a day to exercise. Truth is I fucking hate it! There I said it loud and clear. I know what to do to stop it, I'm not stupid! I just don't really want to and I don't know how to stop that feeling! I hate exercise!!!! . I never met a cheeseburger I didn't love either. I wish I was the person that crazy loved to workout and enjoyed veggies and all that healthy shit! I'm not! I really do try...well not that hard but I want to be that person!
Monday, September 24, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
On my final thought of the night.......I called my mom...aka...Debbie Downer tonight. She was telling me how she found a dead squirrel in her front yard. She says..."Don't you find that odd"? I don't really know why that would be odd but whatever. She says..."I could see if I found a dead one in the backyard because the dog would have probably killed it". She just can't understand why one would be dead in the front yard! Later in the night I see my sisters post on Facebook. She says..."Squirrel found dead in front yard. Deb Downer wants to know why...why did it die and don't I find it odd"? Kelly says..."Sorry Mom...sometimes squirrels just die". WAAAAA, WAAAAAA, WAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! Going to bed now! Too tired to proof read! Sorry for bad grammar and bad spelling! I really do need to take a grammar class!
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Friday afternoon I headed out for a much needed girls spa day. I haven't had a spa day since I moved here almost six years ago. I forgot how important these days are. It was five of my girlfriends and I. There is nothing better than hanging out with good girlfriends. We got massages and facials. During my massage they played the "massage" music. I tried to relax. I have a very hard time relaxing. My mind is always going 90-nothing. So I did relax but I couldn't shut my overactive imagination down. I thought maybe I will try to meditate. So meditate I did. I meditated about being young with no Hub's and no kids. On a beach with my girlfriends with not a worry in the world. Don't judge it's just a fantasy. I just wish I would have really enjoyed and taken those times of my life in more. During my facial the girl told me I have great skin for my age. I seem to really hate when people give me a compliment followed by a "for your age" crack. Great skin would have been just fine. You can just stop there...no need to throw the age thing in the mix. So I tell her I'm getting concerned about some lines that won't go away. Especially the "MOM, mad line" between my eyes. There is no make-up that will cover that shit up anymore. She tells me I should do botox on that line. She tells me she is a botox regular. Remember I'm getting a facial so I really can't see her face. After I'm done I go back to the super great showers and bathroom to clean up. I really do just want to move right into this place. She comes in and calls my name. She hands me a card with a name of the doc that does her face. I'm looking at her frozen face with her lips that look super un natural and her face that looks scary frozen thinking OMG!!!!! She leaves and I throw the card away. Now don't get me wrong I have seen some girls who have botox and lips and they look natural and great. This girl not so much. My fear is vanity would kick me in the ass and I would end up looking like her. I'm still on the fence with the whole botox thing. Anyway a whole day without my kids pecking at me was bliss. Sometimes I feel my kids are like chickens...I would be the corn that they peck at all day. Pecking every last kernel off me. I know most moms get that. We love our kids but they peck the hell out of our sanity all day. They get us doing and saying things we swore we never would. After my spa day I woke up and felt like someone had beat the shit out of me...in a good way. My muscles were super sore. I laid in bed the next day thinking there are some moms out there that never experience the luxury of a spa day. I believe every mom should get a day like this. In a perfect world right???? I myself wish I could afford this luxury at least twice a month. I would be a much better mother if I did.
I thought about shutting this whole blog thing down recently. I have learned that some people are judging me hard by what I write on this. I still have mixed emotions on the whole thing. I will continue to write but maybe in private. This has been huge for me. It has made me realize I love to write even if I'm not great at it. It has gotten things off my mind. It has also been a diary of almost everything I think about and everything going on in my world. I have read back on it since I've been writing it for two years now. I have laughed about so many things I might have forgot about if I didn't write it down. I think it will be fun for my kids to read it when they are age appropriate. They will be able to read back about how much I stressed and worried about them. They will also get that they were total shit birds at times! They will get that I questioned myself at all times and never claimed to be a perfect mom. They will get that marriage and kids are hard work. It's no walk in the park. Anyway I heard people talk about how I go back to bed a lot. They have said things like I'm probably hung over. Now I'm not going to lie, I love to throw down at a good party or love to get my drink on with a girlfriend once in a while. I go back to bed because I have MS. Goggle the symptoms of this. Fatigue is the first thing that will come up. I fight it everyday. I don't talk about MS much because I try to ignore it as much as I can. If I don't go back to sleep I fight foot pain, back pain, and brain fog all day....I am not sleeping off a hang over! With MS comes a lot of other bullshit I won't bore you with. I just want people to know I'm not sleeping off a hang over unless there is a really good party.
Recently my blog got my not so charming prince in question. I do bitch on here about my "know it all" teenager. Some people assumed the worst about him. They took what I said and twisted a very nasty story about it. I'm here to say...not much gets by me. He is not perfect and his mess ups I know about. I have made a ton of mistakes with him and he is doing the normal teenage crap and making some mistakes of his own. He is a great kid with a good heart. I will protect him hands down to anyone that messes with him if he is right. I also believe that if he is wrong he needs to take responsibility. I had him call a friend of mine recently to tell her something he did. I'm not writing about what it is but I made him take responsibility for his part. This about killed him with embarrassment. I believe he learned a lesson. I'm just trying to do the best I can with my kids. I know I'm not perfect nor are they. We are all going to make mistakes. I have learned tons in my life. I wish I could make all my kids decisions for them in the tough "peer pressure" years of life since I know better. I gave my kid a bit of wisdom recently. He may take it or he may need to learn from it. I told him number one don't do anything that you would be embarrassed of if someone found out about it. I told him remember we are from a small town where people know what your doing. I also told him if he doesn't want to do something be alright with saying "NO". I told him if he has the courage to say "NO" almost everyone in the group will say no too. I told him there are lots of people waiting for someone to say no so they can follow that lead. Last I told him that he can always use me as a way out. I told him to say he has a crazy weird mom that finds out everything and I scare the hell out of him. Now don't take this as my kid is bad and you should keep your kids away. I'm just preparing him for high school situations that we all know a lot of our kids will find themselves in. I also told him I have defended his honor lately even though I know where there is smoke there is fire. I told him if he made me eat these words I will cut him. I'm not kidding! I just have to say the people judging me doesn't bother me that much. I have done my fair share of judging without walking in someones shoes. I'm here to tell you I'm judging myself way harsher than anyone out there. What bothers me is when people twist my words...assuming I'm some hung over drunk instead of someone just trying to fight something I don't really have the time to deal with. Also when they twist the words I say about about my kids....if they turn out awful I will be the first person to tell you to steer your kids clear till I get this under control. If there are people that hate me and my kids just de-friend me and stop reading this! On a brighter note I have met some amazing people here. I have made life time friends that I can say anything to and they don't judge or assume the worst. I'm just a mom trying to the best I can. Sorry for bad grammar and spelling!!!
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
My heart is heavy tonight. When your a mom your heart is heavy most of the time. You are always worried about something. My youngest one Aidan...Aka...the worry wart is having a hard time these days. It's funny because even though you raise your kids all the same they are so different. Aidan over thinks everything. The first week of school he had a full blown panic attack the third day of school. It was so bad I had him stay home. He thought he was dying and wanted to go to the hospital, I really did cry. No mom wants their kid to carry this stress. I had seen this panic in him before just a few times. It broke my heart because I think a child this age should not be such a worry wart. He really does over think everything. To him this worry is real. I get it more than Hub's. Hub's thinks he is a Mama's boy. I can relate I have suffered from this too. So two weeks into school he has another full blown attack. Hub's had him go to school. I talk to him about it after school. He tells me he fears that something bad will happen to me while he is gone. He also fears something bad will happen to him while he is at school and I will not get to him in time. I feel heartbroken that at his age he fears these things. He tells me he knows I'm going out of town soon. He fears that something bad will happen to me and he doesn't want me to go. The worst thing for me is when I was talking to him about this. He said kids are laughing at him for crying at school. I let him stay home the first time. We sent him the next time. I told him to tell the kids he was crying because his tummy hurt. He says...I can't keep saying that everyday. I say...What do you mean everyday??? He then tells me he has cried everyday, in the bathroom and at his desk! This is way worst than I thought. I don't know how to fix it! I don't want this kid to grow up a prisoner of his mind. I want him to not fear life. I tell him everything is going to be alright but he feels something different in his head. My next move is to get him help for this. I refuse to let him miss out in life because he fears everything. Damn it if this Mom thing isn't the hardest thing in the world.. Again sorry for bed grammar or bad writing, remember my claim to fame is not being a good writer!
Sunday, September 9, 2012
I'm not even half way through the book and it has made my top gift list for anyone I know that is pregnant. I only wish I read a book like this instead of that "What to expect when your expecting" one. While I was trying to read once again last night. Aidan was hosting a sleepover with three of his friends. No, it was not his B-day!!!! I'm a pleaser...I need to work on that. The book is not helping me yet. My kids are not the one friend kind of kids. They come with gangs. It's hard to leave kids out on something like this since they play together everyday. They drove me nuts. I wondered do these shit birds ever tire out. Nine is a bad age for boy sleep overs. They are way too rowdy and loud at this age. At 12:30 they came down for the umpteenth time. I said again.....GO TO BED, OR AT LEAST BE QUIET. One boy says....We are staying up till 5am. I say...why would you want to do that???? He says...We want to sing that song...ya know the one that goes..."It's five O'clock in the morning, the conversation got boring". I did laugh a little. Then I thought not only are a lot of us over indulging our kids. We are also letting them listen to music that is way over their heads. These kids know too much at their age. I remember a while back I think Aidan was seven at the time. We were driving someone to some practice. Remember we spend a ridiculous amount of time in the car. He was singing word for word...."I can make your bed rock". I looked in the rear view mirror at him and thought.....Damn, I'm going to mommy hell. Granted he didn't know what it meant but geez. We are a music family. We all love to listen to music, sing, and dance. My kids know the words to every country song on the radio. Well actually the know the words to almost anything on the radio. Cole can belt out some Adele and Taylor Swift like a rock star. Unfortunately almost every song these days have to do with sex, drinking, drugs, bad breakup, messed up relationships, and so on. Another time I came into Cole's room he had his iPod on and was dancing in the mirror singing about brushing his teeth with a bottle of Jack!!!! Hello Mommy Hell my name is Kerry!!! So the music they listen to is sending the message that sex is alright, drinking is fun, drugs are alright, and bad breakups are the norm.
I'm at the part in the book where she introduces yard work into the bed making, room cleaning, and cooking. It's kind of starting to make my head spin. It scares me to think about trying to do this with my kids. See she is right we have come to expect failure from our kids and ourselves. It is so much easier to do it all ourselves. Easier and more peaceful. I don't know about you but it drives me to the point of insanity to hear them whine. Earlier I was talking about bribing my kids. Like I said I'm guilty as the next for this bad behavior. I bribed my kids before they even needed to be bribed. I taught them that they could get something for acting good even before they acted bad. I take pictures, if your friends with me on facebook my pictures probably drive you nuts. I have taken lots of pictures of families over the years. Most of the families with small children bribed their kids through the whole session even before they needed to. They would say things like....If your good and smile we will go to Toys-R-Us after this. They would bribe them with junk food and ice-cream. How about your ass is grass if you don't smile and act right???? While she is introducing yard work into the picture. She talks about all the crap in her yard and garage. Balls, shoes, trampolines, too much of everything. I start to think of my own yard and garage. Too many balls, shoes, baseball bats, football crap, chairs, toys, bikes, motorcycles, scooters, skateboards, talk about over indulging. I'm ashamed!
Recently before I started reading this book I realized that I may have loosened the ropes too much for my 15 year old. I had to pull them back in. I set some new rules. I told him that this sleeping over at people's houses I didn't know that well were going to stop. I also told him there were a few friends that I would not allow him to hang with. For the most part he hangs with really nice kids. There are just a few (Two) that I question. That Mama's intuition hits home on this. He learned a valuable lesson recently...The guilty by association one comes to mind. Anyway, we live in a small town as I have said before. Everyone and anyone goes to the Friday night football games. I made him stay home. It about killed him but hurt me more. When I got home he told me everyone was texting him how fun it was! I thought...good. The next night he got to go to movie with some friends. He called me and begged me to allow him to stay over at a boy's house. There were a bunch of them going there. I held my ground and said No! I'm getting better I swear. This was hard for a pleaser like me.
It is funny that while I read this book my head spins. I keep thinking my kids will never be able to do all this. I really don't want to keep up with all of this. Remember there are three of them. But honestly I don't know because I have never tried. In the book she talks about how her kids did not realize the privilege of ownership. How when she started this her kids had no idea what it meant to maintain a home. She is a blogger too. So she gets comments from people. One mom had written in about kids parties. How we all try to one up each other on "Loot Bags". Loot bags that end up in the trash the next day. Kind of wishing I had all the money back from the "loot bags" over the years! The author talks about what we don't see won't hurt us. I'm an ignorance is bliss girl all the way. I even talk about it on here. Then she says, We all know the problem is there, we should do something about because it is our kids we are talking about. I feel really guilty about now! She says we are dropping seeds in our kids everyday that scream insecurity and inadequacy, greed and consumerism, selfishness and cynicism. I did have to "google" one of those words. My sister....aka...Twisty will have a field day with that. We pretend that problems aren't real. Are we going to be there to fix all these problems when they fly the coop? I don't know about you but I want to be on a long expensive vacation, I don't want them living with me and latching on to my overpriced insurance.
She too has a teenager, so see she started this experiment with him late. That does give me a glimmer of hope. She describes him as the...see and say whatever you want fairy came to visit him on his 13th Bday kid. She talks about how money is important but not to her kids. I get it my kids like lots I see around town are walking around with 30 dollar underpants and 14 dollar nike socks. I always thought is was important for them to have to latest fashions everyone else had. I remember this being important to me as a kid. What I forgot is I raised funny witty kids who have no problem making friends. I bet if they were not walking around in 14 dollar socks they would still have the same friends! Shame on me for teaching them this. She talks about kids being way over served these days. Did anyone ever cook meals to please??? I came from the house where you ate what you were given. So what if I spit a few things out in my napkin. Or excused myself to spit something out in the potty. I did not come from the one where if you didn't like it you could make a sandwich. I do have mixed emotions on this point. There are some things still today that I wouldn't eat for a ridiculous amount of money. But I have taken this a bit too far in my house. They at least need to try!
She talks in the book about how some parents shell out hundreds of dollars on coaches, tutors, and you name it. They do this to build confidence in their kids. We could do all this at home for free. She was at dinner with a friend who was talking about how children these days are not required to do meaningful work to help the family. We make them go to school, pursue way too many extracurricular activities, staying out of trouble is their biggest function. We don't expect as much as we should from our kids. The parents that do this have kids that feel a sense of self worth and the kids are very proud of what they are doing.
We're at the mall today indulging our kids in stuff they need for school. I'm one of those that does school shopping after they start. You never know what has changed since last year. The black socks with shoes is throwing me. It reminds my of my Polish neighbor as a kid mowing his lawn. Just doesn't look good, but what do I know???? So Hub's and I stop at the food court. I order cheese fries and a Dr pepper. He looks at me and says... we have been together half our life now. Is he about to say something romantic???? Of course not! He says.....I have never and I mean never saw you make a healthily choice in what you eat! I can't say anything.....because he is right! I laugh, sad I know. I was trying to eat right and work out. I have not only fallen off the wagon but the wagon wheels are missing too. I think how can I expect so much from my kids when I don't expect so much for myself. What comes to mind is Friday nights football game. At 11pm I stopped at a gas station for a Dr pepper in the morning. In my defense I don't love coffee. I knew I had a full day of sports the next day. I had the little guys with me so they too wanted one for the next day. I have taught them well right??? The next day they forgot about them so I drank all three!!!! We are or I am for sure a work in progress! So tomorrow is my Monday again when I swear I'm going to change.....good luck to me once again!!! So my grammar sucks plus my spelling...remember I have never said I was a good writer on here! I'm once again too tired to proof read. This has turned a little bit into a on line diary for me! Girl needs to get this shit out of her head so she can sleep! Good night from "LaLa" land!
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Me.....aka...mom of the year...YOU ARE GOING TO YOUR BROTHERS GAME. We are leaving at 3.
BLAKE...aka....the Prince, not the charming one.......Ok, if you stop at Taco Bell, PLZ
Me......Are you kidding me???
BLAKE.....No, I'm starving...I just want food so I can eat. It helps you stay alive ya know
ME......(smart ass) EAT HERE.
BLAKE.....NO, I want taco bell....there is nothing to eat there.
BLAKE....What is the big deal, I just have a taste for Taco Bell.
ME......You always want taco bell or What-a-burger. Stop being a brat
BLAKE....MOM it's food! How does that make me a brat?
ME....We have food here. I'm not hitting a fast food place every time were in the car.
BLAKE.....Fine we are ordering a pizza over here then.
ME....What I texted at this point and what I was thinking were two totally different things. So I text...Come home NOW.
BLAKE.....Why? Why are you always so mad???
BLAKE again......I just really had my heart set on taco bell. I really don't understand why you are making such a big deal about this. This is the stupidest thing we ever fought over.
ME.....Sorry you feel that way....now get home.
BLAKE....what is there to eat there?
ME....Mac and cheese, Ramon, sandwiches, fruit, and so on.
BLAKE.....Can you make me something?
ME....Get home and make it yourself.
All this while I'm trying to read this "youth entitlement" book. Isn't it ironic. BTW, if I wasn't reading this book I might have given in to shut him up. But I won this battle. This mom is kicking ass and taking names. So in the book the author talks about how her intentions are good. The result of her good intentions were degradation rather than empowerment. I hear you sister. I could have never said it better myself but I hear ya. I talk a good game but rarely follow through. I tell them they can do anything they set their mind too. Then I don't make them do the work. This author said the same thing in the book. Once again I try to settle down and read. Cole comes in who can be a bit theatrical at times. He gets in my face and says something. I can't even remember what it was, the fuzz he is growing on his teeth distracted me. I say......when is the last time you brushed???? He says last night. I call BS! I tell him to get upstairs and brush. He says......It's the middle of the day, I will do it before bed. I said......You will not leave this house if that fuzz in not brushed off your teeth!!!!! He says......A long drawn out MOMMMMMMMMMM.
I try to read again. The author says.....When we step in to fix problems, do their household chores, or help too much with homework we send the message that they can't do it. She talks about how we are raising "Narcissist" children. Ya know the kind who think the whole world revolves around them. We drive them all around, We buy them too much, We praise them too much, We fix things too much, We inflate their egos too much, we entertain them constantly.......SOUND LIKE ANYONE YOU KNOW???? If your not guilty of this I bet you know someone who is.
I was laughing in the part of the book where she said she is not only their alarm clock but she is also their snooze button. She said right from the start of their day she becomes their servant. The reason I'm laughing is because I have three alarms set on my phone. I get each of them up at three different times depending on school times and sports practices. I lay in their bed while they get ready to make sure they don't go back to sleep, brush their teeth, and match!!!!!! I guess I should let them over sleep, leave with fuzzy teeth, and dress funny. Bet they would learn a thing or too. I didn't get that much farther in my book due to interruptions from over entitled children. The one thing she said in the book that really hit home with me was........."A child will only jump as high as the bar is set". It's funny because I feel I'm the only one jumping any bars over here sometimes. I guess I forgot...I'm Mom!!!! It's my house, my stuff, my car, my radio, and so on and so on. This book makes me think...I like that!!!! On the way to the football game I listened to the radio station I wanted........and a whole lot of whining. These people I live with are a work in progress for sure!!!!!!
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
I think this caught my eye because I have a highschooler now. Four short years to go. All us old people know how short those years really are. I find myself thinking...Where has the time gone and what am I going to do with him. My child will be a hot mess when he goes out into the world if I don't change things. I need to teach him a lot in a short amount of time. Like how to flush a toilet to start with. The lady that wrote the book seems to be in the exact same boat as me. Her stories are already so similar. Down to helping too much with homework and her kids just assuming they will be driving around in sports cars. That is driving sports cars and having no idea they will have to work hard to buy one. I know I won't be buying anyone a sports car, I cannot afford one for myself. They have little concept of the value of a dollar or things. I'm excited to see what she does to fix this. My biggest fear is if I don't fix this they will live with me forever!!!!!!!!!!! I know I have taught my kids one thing for sure. That is that I will make everything perfect and I will fix anything.