My mom came to stay for a couple of days. She and her husband (Dave) are staying tonight and then tomorrow. They probably thought my house was out of control (and yes, I'll just admit this now - my house is out of control - I don't have a set schedule for anything. Dinner is never at the same time and usually very sporadic as in one day it will be a 4:30 and the next it will be at 7).
Nicholas was whiny and wound up all at the same time. He wouldn't go to bed. Nathan pooped and was stinking up the place. She and Dave played Phase 10 with the twins and Anthony. Then they went to bed before the kids did (oops). I think the kids were just so excited to see them and that we had company, which we don't get very often. I have to work tomorrow. And they are going to run around and visit my aunts and then head to Amanda's drama thing. So they should have a full day. And even though I will be at work, I shouldn't have to worry about entertaining them.
Oh and something funny - my mother cleaned my kitchen floor - on her hands and knees. That was nice and kinda weird all at once. She kept asking me what she could do to help me. I kept telling her not to worry about it. But then while I was doing the dishes, she said give me an old sponge and a bucket of soapy water and I'll clean the floor for you. I was like okay, here you go.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
awww, what a guy!
Amanda still needs a few things for her costumes and I was going to take her tonight, after she came home from drama club practice. Rich went out to run some errands and calls me. He tells me not to take Amanda out tonight. He will do it, since the roads are bad and he doesn't want me to drive on them. Isn't that sweet?
Earlier, the kids were up to their usual sheningans (fighting with each other, screaming at each other, and picking on each other). I was going to tell Rich that I finally had enough and couldn't take it anymore. On my way to the bedroom where he was doing some on-line business, he comes out and tells the kids to sit on the couch, because he was going to have a talk with them. Did the man read my mind or what?
It's funny how the little things mean so much. Sometimes more than the big stuff!
Earlier, the kids were up to their usual sheningans (fighting with each other, screaming at each other, and picking on each other). I was going to tell Rich that I finally had enough and couldn't take it anymore. On my way to the bedroom where he was doing some on-line business, he comes out and tells the kids to sit on the couch, because he was going to have a talk with them. Did the man read my mind or what?
It's funny how the little things mean so much. Sometimes more than the big stuff!
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
mommy needs a time out
really bad!!!
I am stressed out - I have a sick little boy, who certainly is not acting very sick! He is tearing up the house, fighting with his little brother, getting into everything, and making messes in every single room of the house. I asked the older kids to help out, when they got home from school and of course they couldn't be bothered. Rich is in bed sick so no help from him. I wanted the older kids to take the little ones downstairs to the family room and play with them. Just to keep them occupied for a little while so I could think straight for a few minutes (and plan dinner). I am even more frustrated that they wouldn't help, because in the meantime, they made even more of a mess.
I am at my wit's end!! I think after I take Zachary to his game tonight, I'm dropping him off and having Amanda babysit. And I am going somewhere, just by myself. Maybe I'll go to Barnes and Noble and pick a book to read and just sit in utter silence in the store! Or maybe I will go window shopping at the mall, but that might be a little loud and maybe crowded. Or maybe I will go hide in my room, with some ear plugs and sleep. Or maybe I will just grab a magazine and sit in my car and read it.
All I know right now is that I am getting a migraine headache and I really feel like crying! My house is trashed and I don't even know where to start in order to clean it.
I am stressed out - I have a sick little boy, who certainly is not acting very sick! He is tearing up the house, fighting with his little brother, getting into everything, and making messes in every single room of the house. I asked the older kids to help out, when they got home from school and of course they couldn't be bothered. Rich is in bed sick so no help from him. I wanted the older kids to take the little ones downstairs to the family room and play with them. Just to keep them occupied for a little while so I could think straight for a few minutes (and plan dinner). I am even more frustrated that they wouldn't help, because in the meantime, they made even more of a mess.
I am at my wit's end!! I think after I take Zachary to his game tonight, I'm dropping him off and having Amanda babysit. And I am going somewhere, just by myself. Maybe I'll go to Barnes and Noble and pick a book to read and just sit in utter silence in the store! Or maybe I will go window shopping at the mall, but that might be a little loud and maybe crowded. Or maybe I will go hide in my room, with some ear plugs and sleep. Or maybe I will just grab a magazine and sit in my car and read it.
All I know right now is that I am getting a migraine headache and I really feel like crying! My house is trashed and I don't even know where to start in order to clean it.
Something cute
The sickies in our house finally made their way to Nicholas and he is sick. Poor little guy! When I got home from work on Sunday night, he had a fever. So I gave him tylenol and some other medicine, and kept him home from school today. The medicine must have kicked in today, because that little man was wound to the max this afternoon. At bedtime, I told him to go to bed, while I was busy with some other things. About ten minutes later when I went to check on him, he wasn't in his bed. He wasn't under his bed or in his closet either. I started to panic a little bit. I knew he was sleeping somewhere because I didn't hear him talking. But I didn't know where in the house he was. I knew he wasn't in the livingroom, because I just came from there. And I knew he wasn't in the kitchen, because I would have seen him go in there from where I was in the livingroom. He wasn't in the bathroom, or the girls' room. So on an off chance I looked in my room. At first I didn't see him. Then I looked again and saw the blue from his pajama pants. He was and still is on the floor covered up with blankets and pillows on my side of the bed. I left him there, because he is heavy to begin with and because he has never really slept in our room before. I mean there were occasions when he was sick or scared, but not very often. So it was kind of cute to see him laying there on the floor. Poor little guy!
Saturday, February 23, 2008
what to do, what to do
I've complained about my mother before. I'm so glad she doesn't read this, she'd probably get mad or upset, but I need somewhere to bounce stuff off of and this seems to be the place. At any rate, Amanda is in the drama club at school (I know - perfect fit, huh?). They are getting ready to put on a production. It is at the end of the month, beginning of next month. Amanda loves her grandmother, and since she's close enough she invited her to come and watch her in this play. My mother said that since her husband, Dave has an appointment in Pittsburgh (which is a little more than halfway between her town and ours), one day close to the play that she and Dave would like to come and watch Amanda.
In the past, they have stayed at other relatives, my sister or brothers and a few times in a hotel. But this time, they would like to stay here, with us. Rich isn't exactly thrilled with this, because he doesn't like my mom. Mainly because she treated me so badly and because she called him an asshole once, in front of the kids (this was about 6 years or so ago). I told my mom that our house was trashed and that we needed to replace the carpet, and we didn't really have that much space, etc. But she is still interested in staying here. So I told Rich tonight and he said he would consider it. I don't want there to be any tension, while they are here. But to tell the truth, I think I might like having my mom come. Just because I kind of miss her. I mean, she doesn't get to come here very often. But then again, she has proven time and again, that she doesn't want to visit with us for very long. She basically uses my house as a pit stop while she's in the area.
Now maybe she's trying to change that, I don't know. So I'm feeling weird, by the whole thing. I don't know what to do. Like I said, I kind of want her to stay, just because I think it would be nice to have a little company. The kids don't get to see her that often, and I think they might enjoy it. Plus, it might help Nicholas and Nathan get to know her. The last few times she was here, they ran the other way. They just don't know her very well. It's almost like a stranger situation. And in a way, I'd rather they spend the night in a hotel room. Because, I don't feel comfortable having people over when our carpet is all messed up (Note to self: if you ever have to buy another house, do not buy anything with light colored carpet!). I'm just conflicted over the whole ordeal. I mean, I don't really have a choice, because they are coming here, but still... I don't know!
In the past, they have stayed at other relatives, my sister or brothers and a few times in a hotel. But this time, they would like to stay here, with us. Rich isn't exactly thrilled with this, because he doesn't like my mom. Mainly because she treated me so badly and because she called him an asshole once, in front of the kids (this was about 6 years or so ago). I told my mom that our house was trashed and that we needed to replace the carpet, and we didn't really have that much space, etc. But she is still interested in staying here. So I told Rich tonight and he said he would consider it. I don't want there to be any tension, while they are here. But to tell the truth, I think I might like having my mom come. Just because I kind of miss her. I mean, she doesn't get to come here very often. But then again, she has proven time and again, that she doesn't want to visit with us for very long. She basically uses my house as a pit stop while she's in the area.
Now maybe she's trying to change that, I don't know. So I'm feeling weird, by the whole thing. I don't know what to do. Like I said, I kind of want her to stay, just because I think it would be nice to have a little company. The kids don't get to see her that often, and I think they might enjoy it. Plus, it might help Nicholas and Nathan get to know her. The last few times she was here, they ran the other way. They just don't know her very well. It's almost like a stranger situation. And in a way, I'd rather they spend the night in a hotel room. Because, I don't feel comfortable having people over when our carpet is all messed up (Note to self: if you ever have to buy another house, do not buy anything with light colored carpet!). I'm just conflicted over the whole ordeal. I mean, I don't really have a choice, because they are coming here, but still... I don't know!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
exciting news
Most people know that I love the show Jon and Kate + 8. I always feel inspired after watching the show. I'm jealous of Kate's organizational skills. Her house and family run like a fine oiled machine. I know it's a tv show and so I'm sure she's more diligent about keeping her house clean, but I wish I could keep my house clean like that. It's inspiring to watch her take on eight kids.
At any rate, I have always wanted to meet her and her family. Her, mainly - just because I want to pick her brain and get some ideas, etc. I was looking at their webpage and saw that they are going to be in a town near me. It's not until October, but I can wait....I think. I'm excited. I think it would be neat, if they brought the kids with them, but I don't count on that happening. And like I said, even though I love their family and think the children are gorgeous, I really want to meet Kate.
At any rate, I have always wanted to meet her and her family. Her, mainly - just because I want to pick her brain and get some ideas, etc. I was looking at their webpage and saw that they are going to be in a town near me. It's not until October, but I can wait....I think. I'm excited. I think it would be neat, if they brought the kids with them, but I don't count on that happening. And like I said, even though I love their family and think the children are gorgeous, I really want to meet Kate.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Look-A-Like
I thought this was cool, if it works, it's a look a like meter, to see who your child resembles more. Of course, I can't just do one kid, I have to do them all, LOL! It's funny, because I have people tell me all the time, how the boys look like Rich. Now I guess, it's kind of true. I had an inkling that Amanda looked like me. And the twins looking like both of us, is kind of fitting. Enjoy!
MyHeritage: Look-alike Meter - Free family history - Trace family tree
MyHeritage: Family tree - Genealogy - Celebrity - Collage - Morph
MyHeritage: Family trees - Genealogy - Celebrities - Collage - Morph
MyHeritage: Look-alike Meter - Family reunion - Family web site
MyHeritage: Look-alike Meter - Family tree template - Geneology
MyHeritage: Look-alike Meter - Genealogy software - Pedigree chart
Friday, February 15, 2008
Amanda's Birthday
Today was Amanda's 15th birthday! I'm feeling really old. I was thinking today, that when Amanda is a senior in high school, Nathan will start kindergarten. Kind of funny when you think about it.
I hardly ever punish her for anything. Because she is basically a pretty good kid. There are times when she drives me absolutely bonkers, but most of the time, she is very helpful, considerate and fun.
Today, was on of those bad days. She wanted to take pictures of herself for her MySpace page. All she had to do was ask me. But what she ended up doing made me rather mad. It made me mad, not because she took pictures of herself, but she went into my room and got into my dresser drawer where I kept the camera. If she would have asked I would have told her it was fine. But the fact that she went in my room and rifled through my stuff, pissed me off. I know it's a stupid, petty thing, but it's not the first time she did it.
So what ended up happening? She apologized and I dropped it. I always drop it. It makes Rich mad that I let them get away with everything. Maybe if I had done something the last time she did it, she wouldn't have done it this time? I don't know. I guess I'm too much of a softie.
Anyway, she's 15 and I'm feeling like an old mean hag today! Nice day, huh?!
I hardly ever punish her for anything. Because she is basically a pretty good kid. There are times when she drives me absolutely bonkers, but most of the time, she is very helpful, considerate and fun.
Today, was on of those bad days. She wanted to take pictures of herself for her MySpace page. All she had to do was ask me. But what she ended up doing made me rather mad. It made me mad, not because she took pictures of herself, but she went into my room and got into my dresser drawer where I kept the camera. If she would have asked I would have told her it was fine. But the fact that she went in my room and rifled through my stuff, pissed me off. I know it's a stupid, petty thing, but it's not the first time she did it.
So what ended up happening? She apologized and I dropped it. I always drop it. It makes Rich mad that I let them get away with everything. Maybe if I had done something the last time she did it, she wouldn't have done it this time? I don't know. I guess I'm too much of a softie.
Anyway, she's 15 and I'm feeling like an old mean hag today! Nice day, huh?!
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Feeling warm and fuzzy
Honeymoon trip (2004)
Wedding Day (1992)
Since today was Valentine's Day, I'm feeling warm and fuzzy. And I think I'll share something. Lately, Rich has been trying to tell me his feelings, which isn't very easy for him so he will start to tell me something, or go around trying to tell me something and without him actually getting all the words out, I know what he's trying to say. I realize that even after 15 years and me being a pain in the ass, that the man still loves me. I mean really loves me. And it makes me feel good. One of our songs is When A Man Loves A Woman. Rich will tell you he likes Percy Sledge's version over Michael Bolton's. Of course, Rich is NOT a Michael Bolton fan, LOL!
Whenever I hear the song, I drop everything I'm doing and just sit and listen to it. The more I hear it, the more I think that song pretty much sums up our relationship. No matter how badly I treat Rich, he would still do just about anything I need him to. He would and has given up things for me. Mainly, when I wanted to stay home with our children, Rich was trying to go to grad school. He gave that up, so I could stay home. He did eventually get his masters degree, but only after he had gotten hurt working at a job he hated, where he got hurt, threaten, crap and piss thrown on him, listened to criminals say shit about his family and himself. He did that for me and our family. No one asked him to, he just did it, to make me happy.
I guess you can say, I'm realizing how lucky I truly am. And I think I should stop being selfish and foolish. And realize that I have what some girls only dream about. Here's the lyrics to the song, in case you were wondering, or didn't know what I was talking about.
When a man loves a woman
Can't keep his mind on nothing else
He'll trade the world
For the good thing he's found
If she's bad he can't see it
She can do no wrong
Turn his back on his best friend
If he put her down
When a man loves a woman
Spend his very last dime
Tryin' to hold on to what he needs
He'd give up all his comfort
Sleep out in the rain
If she said that's the way it ought to be
Well, this man loves a woman
I gave you everything I had
Tryin' to hold on to your precious love
Baby, please don't treat me bad
When a man loves a woman
Down deep in his soul
She can bring him such misery
If she plays him for a fool
He's the last one to know
Lovin' eyes can't ever see
When a man loves a woman
He can do no wrong
He can never own some other girl
Yes when a man loves a woman
I know exactly how he feels
'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're my world
When a man loves a woman.....
When we had planned on getting married, it was clear that my mother wasn't going to pay for much of anything (she didn't pay for my sister's either - my dad made the money, but my mother controlled it). So Rich had told me, that he wouldn't be able to pay for everything, he just didn't have the money. He gave me a choice and whatever I decided he would pay for and go along with. I could have an engagement ring, a honeymoon (wedding at the courthouse) or a wedding (a nice one in a church). I picked the church wedding. I wanted the memory of a wedding with pictures and everything. So that is what we did. About five years later, he bought me a diamond ring as an engagement ring. About twelve years later, we went on a trip, just the two of us. And that was our honeymoon. He might not have been able to give it to me all at once. But he has been making up for it ever since.
Yeah, I think I'm lucky. Very, very lucky!
Wedding Day (1992)
Since today was Valentine's Day, I'm feeling warm and fuzzy. And I think I'll share something. Lately, Rich has been trying to tell me his feelings, which isn't very easy for him so he will start to tell me something, or go around trying to tell me something and without him actually getting all the words out, I know what he's trying to say. I realize that even after 15 years and me being a pain in the ass, that the man still loves me. I mean really loves me. And it makes me feel good. One of our songs is When A Man Loves A Woman. Rich will tell you he likes Percy Sledge's version over Michael Bolton's. Of course, Rich is NOT a Michael Bolton fan, LOL!
Whenever I hear the song, I drop everything I'm doing and just sit and listen to it. The more I hear it, the more I think that song pretty much sums up our relationship. No matter how badly I treat Rich, he would still do just about anything I need him to. He would and has given up things for me. Mainly, when I wanted to stay home with our children, Rich was trying to go to grad school. He gave that up, so I could stay home. He did eventually get his masters degree, but only after he had gotten hurt working at a job he hated, where he got hurt, threaten, crap and piss thrown on him, listened to criminals say shit about his family and himself. He did that for me and our family. No one asked him to, he just did it, to make me happy.
I guess you can say, I'm realizing how lucky I truly am. And I think I should stop being selfish and foolish. And realize that I have what some girls only dream about. Here's the lyrics to the song, in case you were wondering, or didn't know what I was talking about.
When a man loves a woman
Can't keep his mind on nothing else
He'll trade the world
For the good thing he's found
If she's bad he can't see it
She can do no wrong
Turn his back on his best friend
If he put her down
When a man loves a woman
Spend his very last dime
Tryin' to hold on to what he needs
He'd give up all his comfort
Sleep out in the rain
If she said that's the way it ought to be
Well, this man loves a woman
I gave you everything I had
Tryin' to hold on to your precious love
Baby, please don't treat me bad
When a man loves a woman
Down deep in his soul
She can bring him such misery
If she plays him for a fool
He's the last one to know
Lovin' eyes can't ever see
When a man loves a woman
He can do no wrong
He can never own some other girl
Yes when a man loves a woman
I know exactly how he feels
'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're my world
When a man loves a woman.....
When we had planned on getting married, it was clear that my mother wasn't going to pay for much of anything (she didn't pay for my sister's either - my dad made the money, but my mother controlled it). So Rich had told me, that he wouldn't be able to pay for everything, he just didn't have the money. He gave me a choice and whatever I decided he would pay for and go along with. I could have an engagement ring, a honeymoon (wedding at the courthouse) or a wedding (a nice one in a church). I picked the church wedding. I wanted the memory of a wedding with pictures and everything. So that is what we did. About five years later, he bought me a diamond ring as an engagement ring. About twelve years later, we went on a trip, just the two of us. And that was our honeymoon. He might not have been able to give it to me all at once. But he has been making up for it ever since.
Yeah, I think I'm lucky. Very, very lucky!
Hot or Cold
Man, this sick thing is getting to me! I mean really I think I'm going to lose my mind! So, tonight, I'm sitting in the kitchen making Sarah's valentine box when I get so cold. I mean FREEZING! I grab my coat, which was on the back of the chair and I put it on. How wierd is it to wear your coat in the house? Do you know how hard it is to make a valentine box with a winter coat on? After about an hour of freezing my ass off, I start to get so hot. I felt like I died and went to hell. So I rip the coat off as fast as I can. Debate whether to strip some clothing and just sit with sweat dripping of me.
Then I get cold again! Even the coat isn't keeping me warm. By the way, if I mis-type anything, it's only because I'm wearing my gloves while doing this. Seriously! I know all this is from this stupid cold that I have. I was like this all day yesterday too. I damn near wanted to pee my pants in the middle of the night, because I didn't want to have to uncover myself and get out of bed. I know too much information. Well too damn bad, this is my blog!
I don't know what option I'd rather contend with - hot or cold. Hot or Cold. If you're hot you can take some clothes off, if you're cold you can put some on. I know Rich and the kids think I've lost my mind running around the house with a winter coat and gloves with the hood up on my coat. I think I lost my mind too. Please take pity on me, God and help me get over this damn cold!
Then I get cold again! Even the coat isn't keeping me warm. By the way, if I mis-type anything, it's only because I'm wearing my gloves while doing this. Seriously! I know all this is from this stupid cold that I have. I was like this all day yesterday too. I damn near wanted to pee my pants in the middle of the night, because I didn't want to have to uncover myself and get out of bed. I know too much information. Well too damn bad, this is my blog!
I don't know what option I'd rather contend with - hot or cold. Hot or Cold. If you're hot you can take some clothes off, if you're cold you can put some on. I know Rich and the kids think I've lost my mind running around the house with a winter coat and gloves with the hood up on my coat. I think I lost my mind too. Please take pity on me, God and help me get over this damn cold!
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