Damn Popularity Contests

Alex had her Daisy meeting last night. We took newspaper for the recycling thing we were doing. They were recycling to earn one of their Daisy petals. All of us moms usually stick around for the meeting to help out, chat, look at each others Pampered Chef, Home Interior, and Avon books but lately I've been finding it more and more annoying to stick around. There's a mother there we'll call Mrs. BetterthanU who simply annoys the crap out of me. Her son goes to Dominic's school and she thinks the school sucks, they aren't doing anything for her kid yet last night she told me he'll be in for his 4 yr preschooling. She didn't like when I told her Dominic got into their summer school program and her son didn't. She seems to LOVE inviting other girls over to her house, discussing it with their mothers while I'm right there, seriously I'm like sitting a chair away. She didn't invite Alex to her daughter's birthday party a few months back and Alex loves her daughter. She seems to dislike me, frankly I could care less but when she invited all the other girls and left Alex out, that pissed me off. Mrs. BetterthanU's husband did a tour of duty in Iraq last year and she likes to talk about that alot too along with wearing her "My Soldier" attire. I haven't asked any other mom's what they think of Mrs. BetterthanU because I'm afraid to get burned plus I don't want any one taking anything out on Alex. I'll just keep my mouth shut but I swear Mrs. BetterthanU is trying to make good with all the other Daisy mom's like this is some highschool popularity contest.

I get along well with all the other mom's quite well. I am quite bubbly, happy, and friendly to others. I have sorta a twangy voice but I'm no Kellie Pickler. LMAO This woman is plain and quiet but when she does talk she sounds like Debbie Downer off SNL about everything. I think I may have mentioned her in the past even as to when she told me if I have any daycare referrals to send them her way, her non registered illegal daycare. Uhhh no thanks. I'll send them to my TAX abiding daycare friends. I'm not doing her any favors.

Anyways- I ended up taking home a Pampered Chef book from Jayden's mom so I can place an order and we all chatted about T-ball coming up this summer. Several of the girls, including Alex will be on one of the coleader's team but I don't think Mrs. BetterthanU signed her daughter up. Funny thing is, I haven't even told Miss Priss that she's going to be in T-ball and when I do, she'll say "what's that?" Miss Priss thinks all sports are for boys and wants to do only cheerleading, gymnastics and wants to get into Karate but don't tell her that's a boy sport or she might just "Hoy yah" you.

I Will Mommy

We waited impatiently yesterday morning at the window, our morning routine, looking for Dominic's bus to come rolling down the road. Suddenly out of the trees along the highway we see Dominic's small yellow bus appear with the blinker on and turning down our road. Dominic is totally excited as usual, jumping around making sure he has his jacket on, shoes on, and finds his Thomas bookbag.

Dominic: "School! School! Bus! Colleen!"
He flies out the door running for the bus in the driveway.

Me: "Have fun at school!"

Dominic: "I will Mommy!"

I actually felt like this light adrenaline numb type feeling go through my body hearing him say that. A lump in my throat. I was taken back. He actually answered me, no parroting, no one word or two word sentence, no babble, an actual answer that he understood what I meant when I said "Have fun at school." I know to some people hearing your kiddo answer a question is no big deal but with Dominic being so far behind at 3 years old this was a huge deal. I immediately called Dave to tell him what he said. He too was stunned. Answering questions is something Dominic can't normally do except for if you ask him if he wants a drink or wants to eat, those type of questions if he's paying attention long enough to answer since he's constantly on the go. According to the school he has less than a 10% accuracy on answering a question.

School is definitely doing him wonders. Just last night I yelled at him for pushing Damien down on purpose and he said "Sorry Momma, sorry." Now I don't think he was actually sorry for doing it, he just knew it was the right thing to say. He's starting to ask "what that?" all the time now too. It makes us really feel good about getting him in the program. I know the best thing they could have told me during his screenings was that I was wrong and he's a smart little boy but I'm glad I had my concerns and took him in. Guess why they say Mother's know best.

Why I'm Here

I've really had a hard time with getting on and blogging lately. There's the 3 reasons that are pretty obvious and then there's the others like housework, daycare, and more housework. When we were sure we were moving we listed about 8 things in the paper for sale so the phone has been ringing all the time and people have been coming and going.

I started blogging when I was 3 months pregnant with Damien as an outlet for emotions on how I felt about being home and doing daycare. I was really upset with how crappy my life was. There's so many people who think that if you're staying home your life is peachy-n-perfect and I think it would be a lot better if I wasn't doing daycare. I was mad at Dave and blaming him for making me do daycare, I was mad at myself for looking like a fat lazy piece of shit, I was mad that the house was always a mess and Dave never helped, I was mad at these parents for all the stupid daily requests, and I was mad at all the kids for making my days so much harder. I was really mad at Damien for making me so sick and throwing up half of the time I was pregnant with him. I can't say that today things are much easier, but I'm dealing better. I'm only watching 3 full time day now plus Damien and Dominic is gone M, W, F mornings for school. Back then I was watching 5 kids during the day from 7:30-5:30. My housework is still not always done, and I still get stupid parent requests but I'm ok with that. I've noticed through my blog that I haven't been so down and negative about things as I was back then. Perhaps a little bubbly baby saying "ahhhh da! ahhhhh da!" all day has made my days much brighter. I've thought about quitting the whole blogging deal but then I use this also as a diary of milestones and daily life so I'm not sure. I'm sorta on the fence. If I do continue, I'm going to try to be more positive well except when I'm pissed. LOL

I've also been thinking about what I should do this summer because I may be losing all 3 day kids that I watch but I'll have 1 school age girl here M-W 10-5. The K &K girls will be home this summer with their mom who's a teacher and the 18 mth old boy I watch may be taken out so his parents can move back to Ohio. They can't sell their house in Ohio and are going broke here in Kansas so they're going to have to go back. I can't decide if I should pick up more kids and keep a goin or Dave is actually telling me to take a break over the summer. Yeah, HE'S telling me to not work. After all the hounding in the past about "you have to make some sorta money while you stay at home" now he's saying not to work over the summer. I do enjoy watching kids, the older ones are so much easier so I've thought about updating my referral list to say that I am accepting school age children. I do enjoy the babies but this toddler crap that's been nostop here now for 3 years I really do need a break from it. I'd also like to change less diapers a day. Right now I change about 12 diapers from 8-5 and then my own boys each atleast once before getting a bath and going to bed. It's sad to think I've changed diapers everyday for the past 6 year. Now that's a lot of diapers!

I will need to make a decision in the next few days before May arrives since that's when everyone realizes preschool/Grade school is ending soon and is in a mad dash to find daycare before they fill up.

The whole deal going on with my sister has turned into a family fiasco. My sister called her daycare provider and school telling them not to let my mom or grandma (who had nothing to do with this) pick up the kids. My other sister Mandi blabbed to my mom about Myspace and for some reason my mom saw a comment I wrote to Mandi online and now my mom is pissed that her life is on the internet, yadda yadda. If she ever found out about this blog she'd be major mad since I've ranted on here a few times about her. Anyways I'm sure Jill will need something sooner or later from my mom and that's when this will all stop.

"Conjunction Junction, What's Your Dysfunction?"

That last post was completely depressing. Sorry about that! I have a lot of good memories of G back in highschool but that one will stick in my mind forever. He emailed me again and told me he's getting married in two weeks and told me what was going on with his brothers. It's crazy looking at his pics on MySpace. He's still the cute G that I knew back in highschool!

We didn't do much this weekend since D had to work on Saturday 1/2 a day. I took the kids out to the mall, got Miss Priss a haircut, tried to shop but the kids were getting restless so I'll have to go back another time for what I wanted. I was talking to a friend and Alex was kicking me in the ankle trying to give me the point she wanted to leave. Nice! Sunday we had a family reunion which was pretty boring but loved the food! Dominic ran around saying hi to everyone even if he didn't know them and Alex played with her cousins. Damien got carried around by mom and shown off but other than that he ate nearly the whole time we were there. First a bottle, then some homeade chicken noodles, Hasbrown Casserole, banana pudding, turkey, and potato salad. He drank 8 oz in watered down Dr Pepper. All the sudden he went from just wanting to eat runny #2's to wanting 5 course meals. Saturday he ate about 1/4 cup of Mac and cheese and I didn't even cut it up.

The day couldn't end without another family fight. I mean, seriously, what are family get togethers without a huge dramatic fight?? LOL My sister Jill, the one that I got in a tiff with on Easter had told my mom she wasn't even coming to this reunion because she had a 7 page report to do for school. I guess she decided to show up for the food, who knows, but she was there for a bit then said she was leaving. We were standing outside and sister Mandi tells her basically not to leave and that she put aside her homework to be there and Mandi goes to Kansas University, not the Junior college Jill goes to by the way. I could tell by Jill's face she was about to go into ass-attack mode again and sure enough she did. She started off screaming crap about this and that and headed towards some playground equipment to get her little girl. My mom said she'd watch her kids while she did her paper and Jill was having no part of that. (Maybe because I got onto her last week about dumping her kids off on Mom to go to Walmart?) Mom did get her to leave M, the 6 yr old who is Alex's buddy. Again I don't see how something so stupid could get her so peeved but it did. My mother said that she's been going on and off her antidepressents so maybe that's what her problem is, all I know is she's got some issues. This gets better.

Last night about 3 hours later, my mother takes M back to her mom's house. Jill isn't even doing her paper, she's washing her windows. She then jumps my mom saying that she's not defending her and that we're ganging up on her. She tells our mom to get the you know what out of her house and guess mom wasn't moving fast enough because she put her hands on her throat and pushed her out. So my mom called crying all upset, yadda yadda. She said she did it infront of her kids. Doesn't surprise me. Who knows what the hell is going on with J if it's her antidepressants or maybe she's doing steriods the way she's blowing up all the time. Dunno. Mom, Mandi and I are all in agreement that Jill's off her rocker (we're rarely in agreement), Jill though thinks again that she's right and splitting off ties with us. We've got one dysfunctional family that's for sure! LOL

I Love MySpace

I don't know how many people are familiar with Myspace but I don't think I could ever live without this website. I had an old friend contact me yesterday who I haven't talked to since I was pregnant with Alex. What freaked me out was the fact that he had a music profile page and he's a rapper now. LOL I would have never expect that. I can't wait to catch up with him, hopefully we can get together.

Alittle history behind the friendship and something you've never heard about. My mother decided after our parents got divorced that she couldn't live in a house that my dad lived in with her for so many years, so she sold it and moved us to a new school district and house in town plus she wanted to be closer to her racist asshole boyfriend who ended up moving in with us and they got married. Lucky for me, there were these 3 Mexican brothers, The Martinez brothers (doesn't that sound great?) around the corner who had also just moved in with their dad. We all clicked instantly and were really good friends. The one I connected to the most and who found me on MySpace was G, the youngest. I was over there all the time, and this was before Dave and I hooked up. When Dave and I did get together, we'd still go over there all the time together.

One night I decided to walk over to their house because I had nothing better to do. It wasn't even my curfew or that late. I was sitting there talking to them outside and another friend Rocha was there. We suddenly heard my StepDad yelling at me and my mom trailing behind him. He confronted me saying I wasn't supposed to be out late, yadda yadda then tried to grab my wrist to pull me home. We all knew he's racist and just didn't want me there. I told him and my mom "no, I'll be home in a bit." But he wasn't taking no for an answer. He told me I needed to respect him as my stepdad and listen but are you going to listen when some asshole starts trying to pull you home by your wrist?? Rocha stood up and at over 6 ft tall and 230 or so lbs he has to be the biggest Mexican I know, and I know it intimidated Steve but he grabbed me by my ear and started pulling me home with me beating him telling him to let me go. The guys didn't know what the hell to do but I told them I'd call them later. I never did.

As soon as we got to the back door of my house Steve started yelling at me and I started yelling back and told my mom I wish she would have never married the racist asshole and we'd be better off without him. She came up and slapped me across the face. I was so pissed and in a split second I PUNCHED MY MOM IN THE EYE so bad that it started bleeding. Steve grabbed me, hauled me in the backdoor, threw me against it and started shaking me and choking me screaming "you do not hit your mother." over and over. By this time I was ready to kill I didn't care what the hell the consequences were. I started pulling my legs up and kicking the shit out of him and got loose. I told them I was leaving and going to David's house. Of course since he's Mexican too that wasn't going to fly with Steve so he blocked the door and I tried getting around him in which he threw me on the couch. He held my arms screaming at me and again choking the shit out of me and my mom at this point was trying to get him off. I think it was then she saw that he was probably going to kill me. I'm going to guess I kicked him in the balls about 100 times. My mom said he was hurt so bad he couldn't walk around well for a week. Finally that night I went to my room since I couldn't escape. They took my phone so I couldn't call anyone and I went to school the next day. My mom drove me as to give me a peptalk. "Don't tell anyone." "Steve just doesn't like you walking around at night." "Look what you did to my eye." I slammed her door at the school and went inside straight to the office. I asked for David, Martinez, and Rocha to be called into mediation. They asked if we had a fight and I said no but it was very important for me to talk to them so they got them out and into the office.

I tried to keep my cool and act as normal as possible but when the guys showed up I just bursted into tears. The Mediator who is a school employee was in the room with us and I showed them all the bruises. I had bruised hand marks on my wrists, upper arms, and my neck. The mediator left the room and called the police while I talked to the guys. Dave hugged me and said to come live with him because his mom knew I was having problems with Steve before this. When the police came they told the guys to go back to class and they were going to get me some help. I think my mom was probably shitting bricks when the cops went to her house. They removed me from my home and I went to my cousins (on my dad's side) house and lived with her for a week. It was either this or a teen detention center. They wanted me to not have any contact with my mother's side of the family. In the end I went back after the week, and we had a social worker visit weekly to make sure things were under control. Believe me when I say Steve turned to an angel with me because he knew one wrong move and he'd go to jail. My mom stayed with the bastard for a few years after this. Infact she loved him so much she let him beat the shit out of her too and rip tons of hairballs out of her head. I called 911 a total of 3 times in the 3 years I lived with this asshole. He was taken to jail only once.

No BBQing For Now

We just used our grill a week ago. Thought we'd BBQ last night but when I looked at the grill, I saw grass hanging out the front. Then when I opened the thing up, I discovered this mess. I can't figure out how the bottom where the coals are got filled up with grass and junk unless the bird was just dumb and everytime it fell through she kept grabbing more and more till no more would fall though. No eggs yet so I'm going to clean it out before she thinks she can. I won't disturb it if she lays eggs in there. The big animal lover I am, I wouldn't kill any little baby birds in the making. I'm sure this is one of those big black birds, not a crow but similar as I kept seeing one sitting on the grill the other day but never thought anything of it. How the heck did it get in there is what i want to know because the holes on the sides are like the size of a half dollar!?!?





Last night in bed I asked Dave if he remembered what happened this time two years ago. He replied yes and held me in bed. 2 years ago yesterday was the worst day of my life, literally, when we went to the Dr's office and found no heartbeat (I was 11.5 weeks) and then during the sonogram saw that the baby had died at 6 weeks gestation. I was a mess, screaming and bawling there during the sono and then was given the vague instructions on what was going to happen and what to do in the next few days when I miscarried. I say vague because if she would have told me what miscarrying was like, I would have done a D & C. That would have been cheaper than the $600 ambulance ride to the hospital a few days later.

You'd think April would be a great month for us considering April 24th is our anniversary (when we actually hooked up). 12 long crazy years together, although we've only been married for 3. This years April blow was this Tulsa move that isn't going to happen. I was so mentally prepared for moving and then just like that it was over. I'm just glad I didn't start packing up except for the junk I was throwing in a garage sale. I'm kinda mad about the whole deal, maybe it's just the fact that Alex and I told a zillion people and now they are asking me about it. And guess what? Her preschool teacher last year just called to ask me as I was writing this since Dominic was listed on the waiting list there. I guess she told her last year teacher too. Oh brother!

Speaking of Dominic, I just told her preschool teacher to go ahead and take him off the waiting list this year and put him on next years because he got in on an IEP for the 2006-2007 school year at his Early Ed school. We had his meeting the Monday night and they also let us know that they'd like him in the Summer School Program which made my day, let me tell ya! He'll be going M-F 8-12 all 4 weeks of June. Then he'll go back mid August and hopefully remember things after the 6 weeks off since that's what they are most afraid of. He's really starting to say more things, I can't say his behavior has gotten any better though. I guess monday he punched the bus driver in the face when she tried to help him into his booster seat and after seatbelting him he tried kicking out the window. Wednesday they got him on the bus with candy. Yeah, bribing. That's what I do, I didn't think preschool teachers used that method also.

I'll end with more pictures of Damien, in appropriate Boy Clothing. He looks much better as a boy than a girl. LOL I always seem to get a blur when taking his pictures since he's always moving around so much.

I Wanted A Girl!

I've been trying to get ready for this yard sale I plan on having this Saturday. One of the things I wanted to do was clean out baby, kids clothes out of storage. Why is this SO hard?? I figured I'd keep essentials, just a few things, in case we ever do have another but instead I'm throwing stained up stuff in there and keeping everything else which is still a ton of clothes. I'm making no progress at all. They boys junk is done but I'm working on the girls. I've made it through 12 months so far and Alex now wears 6X so you can guess I have a LONG way to go.

After the sifting through all the girlie dresses, cute shoes, and hats, I'm back in that I want another girl mode but I know as soon as I would get pregnant with my luck it'd be a boy! If I even got pregnant now with a girl Alex's sister would be 6 1/2 yrs younger than her. Oh well. Anyways Damien was such a good sport and let me try on some of her old clothes on him and remember how cute she looked in them 5 years ago. I know other people out there have probably done this too and I'm not a nut job! These will be saved as blackmail though when he gets older.

Easter Weekend

Well that was probably the craziest weekend ever. Not just because of how busy we were, but we decided NOT to move. Actually I didn't decide, Dave did. It's like I didn't really want to do it, then I finally agreed, got all excited and prepared for the road ahead only to have it just come to a screeching halt. In short, we've put around $9,000 in improvements in our house that we only bought 5 years ago so we would just break even on what we paid for it after paying a realtor. We owe about $15,000 less than what we paid but Dave just doesn't like the fact that we've paid 5 yrs and won't gain anything on that. They also needed a definite answer by Friday (they were going to fill his Wichita position) and this was all happening in a 2 week time frame which was so fast and Dave just said screw it. So for now, we'll stay here and eventually move towards where his job is in Wichita. I know the 45 minute drive is really getting to him so usually we talk on the phone on the way home to make the drive home seem quicker.

Saturday the kids attended 2 Easter Egg Hunts. We had a 3rd one on Sunday but I had enough of that with the first two. I HATE egg hunts because they split the kids into age groups so parents take note: ALWAYS HAVE 2 PARENTS AT EGG HUNTS. We've always done this but what I forget is to bring 2 cameras. So I took pics of Dominic at the first and then Alexzandra at the 2nd. After the hunts we'd find each other, dump the eggs together and go get their prizes. They got king sized candy bars at one hunt with lots of candy and at the other they got kids meal food coupons (YAY!!!) for about 5 places in town and then Prize #4 we found out was a minnow. Yes a minnow. Now Hutch is a smaller town and I hate to say redneck town but after your kids are given a minnow as a prize, what else could you think? Gill the minnow died this Monday morning and was laid to rest on my front lawn for any cat in the neighborhood to enjoy.

Sunday the kids had a blast at their grandparents houses. At Gpa Kent and Gma Karen's, Alex was the only one interested in finding eggs. She was happy to see money and candy shoved in them. She's loves money! Dominic was more interested in the sprinklers. They played outside and took a ride in the wagon around the yard. At Gpa Mike and Gma Vickie's they hunted for more eggs and ran around playing outside. Gma Vickie gave them some new coloring books and some candy. Before we left the kids hopped into Mike's Semi and honked the horn which scared the living crap out of me. In all the weekend was a lot of fun. I took plenty of pictures if you can't tell!

******************An Easter Ass Attack******************
I separate this part because it's about my sister. My family has another blog address and not this one, so I take a lot of posts and copy and paste them to the other site. So I'm separating this so I don't add it. HA HA! I have blogged about my sister, J quite a bit in the past about her parenting skills and how she is always asking someone to watch her kids so she can do stupid crap like go to walmart, mow her grass, etc. Well she flipped out yesterday at my mother's because I did it again. She acts as if her 2 kids are a nightmare to take anywhere. I beg to differ.

It started by her showing up, placing her 3 yr old on the couch next to me and seeing me writing a list for Walmart. She asked, "Are you leaving your kids here too so you can go to Walmart?" I gave her a dirty look and said, "no, I'm taking them with me." She responds back all pissy, "well I'm not because of how K acts." I told her "K isn't any worse than Dominic, we've had him throw food and toys at people and we can't take him near the pet section or the toys without him throwing himself out of the basket on the floor. She can't be any worse than that." J really mad now says "I'm not putting up with this shit, I'm leaving." She took her two sad kids who weren't able to hunt Easter Eggs with their cousins and went to Walmart. I've went this way with her a few times and she gets pissed off because she knows I'm right. She told me once she wished she would have never had kids because they interfere with everything she wants to do. The solution would have been not to get pregnant while in Highschool. She hasn't ever been able to do anything in life because she has kids to worry about. We had our first at 22 so we had been able to take trips, go to the bars, etc without kids a bit before they came along. Her? Not so. Anyways she wants nothing to do with me, I don't care, she does owe me about $45 in daycare but I don't care frankly because I don't NEED the money like she does. What's funny is we did this infront of my Mom so now she probably won't ask her to watch the kids when she goes to Walmart anymore.

Happy Easter!

Alex says she wasn't mad but she doesn't look to happy to be doing this!

I've Been Tagged!

I was tagged by Marie. I'm supposed to list 6 strange/weird things about myself so here it goes. Please don't run away after hearing these!

1) I eat honey with my french fries. Forget the ketchup, I dip them all in honey.

2) I shave my legs daily. I can not stand the feeling of hair on my legs at all and it drives me insane so I've always got pretty smooth legs. I can't be the only one out there that does this. I know you shouldn't and that's probably why my legs look like plucked chicken legs.

3) I am scared to death of heights. I will not ride ferris wheels, trams, anything that goes upside down, or airplanes. Anything that has to deal with heights makes me sick to my stomach and my body will go numb. While at our hotel in Tulsa I looked out the window of the 4th floor and just about tossed cookies and fainted. When I was younger my parents took us to the St Louis Gateway Arch and I cried all the way up to the top. I also froze up and couldn't move on the ladder going to the observatory in the Denver Capital building and some nice men had to help me up to the top.

4) I HATE Water. Now this drives my family crazy, ESPECIALLY when I was pregnant. You'd think I was killing my kids by not drinking water. Water makes me gag, don't know why. Dave even paid $2500 ten years ago for a water system for our house so I'd drink purified water. I'll drink kool-aid, apple juice, pop, lemonade, anything with flavor. I drink a ton, just not plain water.

5) There's a 100 + yr old tree on the way to Wichita that I honk at everytime we go there. It's our Hutch/Wichita good luck tree. When the highway was built, people fought to have it stay and so they built the highway around the tree. People decorate it with streamers, bows and there's an American flag on it. I really believe along with the rest of folks around here that honking at the tree will bring you good luck although last time I honked Dominic did throw up in the car. Dave thinks I'm nuts. Mandi are you reading?? I know you honk too!!!

6) Ok y'all here's where you know I'm from Kansas. I'm a big country line dancer and love to go 2 steppin or triple step. Cowboy Cha Cha. Trashy Women, Watermelon Crawl, 4 corners, Cotton Eye Joe. Copperhead Road. Yup. I know 'em all. Used to be a bar fly but we all know that phase of my life is over. LOL

Alright, enough about me. I'm tagging...............
Michelle
Kristi Ann
Sheri
Catbird
Rhonda
Tuesday

Write a blog entry with 6 weird/unusual/strange facts about yourself then come back and let me know so we can all visit and read. Then tag 6 more people on your blog.

Someone's Going To Call CPS On Me

What the fuck is my problem?!?!? Remember this?? Or who could forget this! 30 minutes in the car in the dark while I'm shopping away in Dollar General or leaving Damien in the car while visiting my dead uncle! Well guess what?? I did it again but luckily I have a pretty keen 5 year old who asked "Where's Damien?" Infront of the other Daisy Scout Mom's of course. Uh yeah, I made it all the way to the Gazebo at the park when Alex had to inform me that I was leaving Damien once again in the van. We'll just say that the reason I forgot him is because I never take him to her Daisy Scout Meetings. I have never done this in the past, just this kiddo. I love him to death so why the hell am I trying to leave him in the car all the time?? I must have ADD.

Stuck?

This whole moving thing is starting to look like it's going to be hell. Dave told his boss today that he's not sure if we're going to be able to do it. We have so much junk to get rid of and he's saying he isn't just going to "give it away" in a yard sale. I just about cried when I thought of how much crap we have accumulated and much I need to get rid of but he's going to be fighting me on it. We have 2 Pioneer 15 in Subs in the frontroom that we can't use anymore because we bought a Surround Sound system and they won't work with it. He has stereo car boxes in the basement he won't part with, there are a total of 7-8 computers in my house he won't part with some of them. Then the fact that we have 3 kids and no time except weekends to do any of this. We were in the basement and I was looking around and just sat on the floor and told him I don't think this can be done.

Our realtor says that even though we bought our house from her 5 yrs ago at $98,000 that we should sell it at $104,000. We'd have to pay her 7% commission on top of that. That is NOT going to work. We may have to try and sell it outright. We put money into this house after we bought it. The previous owners I think knew the septic was going out. We put a new system in and that alone was $6,000. The other were things for us I guess. $1000 each on a new electric box, new back porch, and new carpet downstairs. Anyways we are still trying to figure if this is worth the hassle. My mother isn't helping with matters. She's going to be so happy if we fail at this. We talked to a title company and they said they'll do all the paperwork for $500, we just have to have a contract with the buyer and we can pick one up from Office Max. LOL I told hubby I could make a site, post pics, all the features so the ad in the paper wouldn't cost much. His company is giving us money to help with moving and closing costs, etc. If we can't get the house sold we'll wait and take our time and move to Wichita. I listed some stuff in the paper today and hopefully we'll start cleaning out this house some so it looks a bit nice, less clutter. My yard sale will be next weekend.

9 Months Old!

Let's Share!!!

I'm a week late on this since he actually was 9 months old on 4-05-06.

Damien is getting so mobile and is all over the place now. As soon as he see's the baby gates open at all he runs to the kitchen or bathroom because he is not allowed in those areas for certain reasons. One day Dominic forgot to shut the gate and I was downstairs doing laundry when Dominic standing at the bottom of the stairs looked up and said "NO! NO! DAY-Un NO! NO!" Damien was at the top of the stairs and when I looked up and saw him there and he got a huge smile on his face and tried walking on air. Luckily I sprinted 3 steps or so at a time to catch him just as he started to do a flip down the stairs. He busted his chin and shoulder blades on the first step then his body flipped overtop of him much like a slinky and that's when I caught him thank god so he didn't kill himself. Other things he's been working on are

• trying to eat more textured foods but still gagging all the time. Pretty good with french fries.
• Walking against the couch and loveseat
• Opening up drawers in the kitchen and rolling out shelves. Getting into the Lazy Susan.
• Toys are starting to be more interesting to him. He goes to the toy box in the front room and gets things out to play with now.
• Loves trying to take your food but then when he tries to eat it he gags on it.

It's hard to believe his birthday is coming up so quick. Somedays it feels like I just had him and others I feel like he's been here forever. I'm just glad we have him around because he's the sweetest little guy and I love him so much!

My Head Hurts

I have had the worst headaches for about 5-6 days now. I think the stress of everything is getting to me.....or maybe it's the kids? Nah, because if it was the kids, I'd have headaches all the time.

We traveled down to Tulsa this weekend and looked around at our future home if we do this transfer. I met lovely Michelle, Dave's boss if we move there, we visited the mall, drove through Tulsa traffic HELL at 9PM, looked at some houses for sale, and stayed in a very nice little Suite paid for by the company. I'm still not set on moving. I'm really scared about the whole thing, kids being the #1 deal. Alex will have to make new friends and I worry on if Dominic couldn't get into a program there for his needs. I know money wise we could survive off his base pay but I REALLY like being able to have extra money and don't want to be living paycheck to paycheck. He'd get a bonus every 3 months and sales bonus every month but still I guess I worry about it because I was planning NOT to do daycare there but if I have to I'll do it. The other thing is what if Dave hates his job then we're stuck there. Did I even say the part that they are demoting some guy and giving Dave his position?? How are the other employees going to feel about THAT one.

We looked at 3 houses. You can see pictures by clicking the red house featured tour and going to the picture part. It's weird that none of the houses have basements and they build up instead of like here we build down. We figure we'll need atleast 2500 sq feet and with no basement that's going to have to be a 5 bedroom or a 4 bedroom with a Formal Living. Right now we have 2000 sq ft, 4 Bdrooms, and a Rec room.

http://www.realtor.com/Prop/1053644719 --- yard way too small being pie shaped
http://www.realtor.com/Prop/1056501120 ---if the 1st house had this yard we'd be set.
http://www.realtor.com/Prop/1057146147 ---this was Dave's favorite, pretty roomy but 1 living area.

He's been hounding me about moving since we left but I haven't made up my mind yet. We still need to get our realtor over here to give us a market analysis on our house. I'm not planning on leaving my hot tub because I just paid it off and I'm not leaving a $7,000 hot tub for someone unless they give me $7K for it in cash for another. Anyways I'm not so good with change and this is a huge life changing event, I'm just scared to death of something going wrong. I need to make my lists of pros and cons about this whole thing and weigh it out. I'm alot like Ben Stiller in Along Came Polly. I wish his computer program that he uses was real because I'd buy it in a heartbeat!

Baby Jane Update

A few weeks ago I wrote about a newborn baby girl that was found dead in someone's backyard not even 2 miles from our house in the country. The person's dog had found the baby girl in the creek out here and drug her body to their yard. Apparently someone noticed a young 16 year old girl recently was not pregnant anymore and there was no baby so they called the authorities. This is not the first time this has happened around here. I went to school with a girl who did this too (buried the baby though) and her dad was a police officer who ended up resigning over the whole deal. You think these girls have other options but do they really??

Here's the deal. In the State of Kansas, if you are under the age of 16 and having sex, it's a crime and considered rape. We have a lovely asshole Kansas Attorney General named Phil Kline to thank of this. If he was in office 12 years ago, I would have been charged with rape, gone to a detention center, and had my perfect face posted on the sexual predator list for the sleeping with D and the guy I lost my virginity to because I was a year older than both of them. Now it doesn't end there. If the girl at 16 happens to find out she's pregnant and goes to an OBGYN, the Doctor has to immediately turn over her records to Asshole Phil Kline or they can be subject to jail time as well if they don't report a young girl pregnant. Same with abortion clinics, or hospitals. Consent here at that age doesn't matter, it's still rape. So much for patient privacy.

At 16 years old, I was quite the smart gal. I knew how to manipulate my parents, teachers, lie, I knew Kansas Laws. This girl obviously knew she had no where to turn. She's probably either deeply inlove with her boyfriend or maybe it was just a one night stand but she doesn't want the guy to get caught and she didn't want to get in trouble with her parents. I know my parents would have flipped if they found out I was having sex at 15.

So to Phil Kline and the city of Hutchinson I would say this:

Phil Kline, thank you so much for killing precious newborn Baby Jane. I would like to also thank your commitment to making underage sex such a crime that a 16 year old girl has no where to turn when pregnant. The city of Hutchinson residents know that young love should be punishable by state law and you should feel free to track him down, ruin his life and slap your incident liberties with a child label on him for the rest of his life. Way to go. I'm sure I'll enjoy admiring him on the Kansas Sexual Predator list wondering if he actually did rape a child or if this was just another one of your victims to your stupid law. I can't wait for the day when your 14 year old daughter tells you that she is deeply inlove with a classmate and having sex with him. I would love to see what she thinks of you when you stick him in jail.

No More Selfishness....at least for the time being

I have decided NOT to bring up or discuss anything about moving to Tulsa with my mother. She has pissed me off so bad right now that Dave thinks I may just do the move to make a point. She has lost her mind. She says I should care less about the money. Care less about the money????? The fact that he could make thousands of more dollars moving us down there means nothing. I told her yesterday when she was here that I'm sorry but we want to provide well for the kids. I told her it'd be nice to pack away some extra money for college and her response was "well your sister Mandi put herself through college." Well that's nice except for she'll have student loans for eternity since she went to Kansas University. And It's not like she sees us or the kids much anyways. I may talk to her once a day but she sees the kids maybe about 3-4 times a month if that. Same with my dad where as Dave's parents see the kids maybe once or twice a year since they are in Arizona. Ugh. I'm done with it and she can just keep thinking I'm being selfish. Whatever.

I went to the Podiatrist about my ouchie right foot that hurts when I put my right toes down when making a step. He was the biggest rip off. He said that I had a callous in which he removed and said that sometimes that puts pressure on that nerve and he thinks this will fix it. He also gave me this little gel pad with a toe ring attached to it to wear around. I put it on last night and went to the Y and I have to say working out was so much easier. But still, I could have removed a callous myself. I just haven't pampered my feet in a while. That was not the problem. This pad seems to make it feel better on that spot so I guess I'll just wear the toe ring thing all the time.

Last I was going to ask who watched SuperNanny the other night with the pushover parents. The boys did whatever the heck they wanted and the parents just sat back and didn't even tell them no. Well that was our Pediatrician's Nurse!!!!! I knew that the episode filmed here was going to be on so I had to watch and see if I recognized them and sure enough! They live out in the country near us and so it was funny seeing the road I travel on all the time (Plum Street) out the side of Supernanny's car. I can't believe the places they took the kids to eat though. Blue Duck Bistro and Airport Steak House are NOT the places to take kids out to! Rich older people eat at those places of course they're going to turn their heads in disgust! The Carlos O'Kellys though, we take our kids there all the time. The booth they set in there is my favorite booth that I try to get when it's dead. It was interesting to watch though.

Puking Selfishness For Your Enjoyment

I had the ultimately the worst night of my life last night and if anyone can say they've had a night worse........I dare you to comment. Then I'll apologize for saying mine was worse.

We'll work backwards here but Dave and I went to bed at 10:30 and I could hear Dominic whining around in bed but he must have fallen back asleep. TMI: We hadn't "done the deed" for a while so of course all hell as to break loose the night we choose to. TMI Over. Afterwards I could hear Dominic whining around again but he quit so I fell asleep. I woke up again to him at 12:30. I went in this time put my hand on him and felt wet, chunky, slimy crap. Then the aroma hit me. Oh my God he puked all over his bed and he wasn't done either so I picked him up with my arms extended as far as possible and ran like a wild monkey to the bathroom with him and threw him in the bathtub and then ran to the toilet and started throwing up like crazy. Dominic was screaming and crying by now in the tub because I had just pulled him from his soft warm bed of puke and thrown him in the tub so he was a bit upset but I couldn't stop. I have the worst stomach with puke,and once that smell hits me, that's it, I'm losing it too. So Dave gets out of bed and comes in to see what the hell is going on and Dominic is puking again in the bathtub and I'm puking in the toilet and he starts trying to comfort Dominic because I was trying to through my throwing up but wasn't doing such a good Mommy job at it.

Dave gave Dominic a bath in which he screamed so loud I'm surprised the other two kids didn't wake up. I wanted to help but I couldn't stop getting sick. I got sick through his whole bath! Finally after I finished and my face was bright red from all of that, I started helping out with Dominic while Dave took all the laundry to the basement. We put Dominic on his little Spongebob fold out couch bed in which he puked on it a few minutes later so then I got out an old Barney sleeping bag and he slept next to our bed on the floor. That may sound mean but I'm not putting him on our bed because I paid $1600 for that Simmons Matteress and it's only 2 years old. Sorry. He loves sleeping bags though so he was ok. I got him to the bathroom 5 more times throughout the night. 1:45, 2:30,3:30, 4:00, 5:30 and then got up with Damien at 3:00 and at 5:00 I gave him a bottle. I'm going to be a walking zombie today considering I had to pull my ass out of bed at 6:30 to get Alex ready for school. I couldn't believe this was happening again. I mean with this, this, this, this, this, this, and this, You'd think I've dealt with puke enough the past year. I don't even think this is it considering I didn't look up all my posts, just wanted to give a few examples.

So then before all this nightly drama happened I called my mother around 6PM to tell her that Dave was headed to Oklahoma on Wednesday to check out Tulsa and meet his boss if we do move there. She freaked the fuck out. Came up with a hundred more reasons not for us to move there and told us we're being selfish and not thinking of family. Who's really being selfish here?? She's pissed that my Dad is making Oklahoma look so good and is blaming this all on him. Here's what my Dad has really told me. He says it's very pretty State, lots to do, and you really got to go where the money is. If they are offering him more in Tulsa than in Wichita and the price of living is exactly the same, wouldn't moving there be a wise choice?? We have a special map program that the company bought him for planning his work routes at home and it's 4 hours and 9 minutes from our doorstep to the office. We're not moving cross country or anything like that. She called twice last night to get her point across with the second conversation stating these things. I can't begin to tell ya how many times the word SELFISH came out.

1. No family, no help with the kids
2. She wasn't helping with anything as far as us moving, not even to watch the kids
3. She hopes they change their mind (fat chance on that one the regional is thrilled about this)
4. She'll never come visit because of the gas and she won't board her 7 precious dogs
5. Housing can't be THAT much better there than here.
6. I'm being selfish and not thinking of her thoughts on this whole deal.

She's hoping that something happens and we won't do this but like I told Dave, she's pushing so hard right now, I'm about to say screw the thinking, lets just get the hell out of here. We'd better start learning all the words to the Oklahoma song.

A Boring Weekend

Here's a new Video of Damien, notice at the end how he says yay and jumps around because I turned the fan on.

We had a very boring weekend. Kids went out and played since it was nice and Daddy and I flipped that huge playhouse climber thing over and put it back together. We then put it near the fence to hopefully prevent that from happening again. Dang wind. I did take some new pictures though this weekend.

Below is what we heard Saturday night while watching Mad TV. There's no video, only 8 seconds audio since it was pitch black out.



Now this is so much worse than the other day because frankly, it's alittle more comforting SEEING a Tornado coming towards you, than not seeing shit at 10:30 at night and not knowing if the Tornado is overtop your house. Luckily this one was SE of us by about 10-12 miles.

We both had huge headaches all weekend too due to the kids and the newest trend. You always hear how it's so hard to have kids close together in age, especially as babies, well those assvice people failed to tell how when they get older they want all the same toys and fight over every thing no matter what the hell it is. It's neverending. Alex and Dominic now fight all the time and we're not just talking alittle push and shove. It's more like WWF or UFC over a pen or a stupid mail order catalog. We've had wads of hair pulled, fingers smashed in the doors, punches to the face, biting, etc. If you take something from them that they're fighting over, they'll both go after something else and it starts all over. Maybe this is why Alex is bugging me to drop Gymnastics and take Karate. So she has an advantage?? I bet so.

April Fool's!

Alright so that was a joke. But it was a good one? Dave fell for it big time. I told him on the phone then told him the truth before we hung up because I didn't want him to have a stroke at work. LOL

I AM SO SCREWED

I thought it'd be funny to test on April Fool's Day morning and freak Dave out while he was at work by calling and telling him I was pregnant but uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this is NOT what I expected to see this morning!!! He's going to shit bricks.

PS: I was so shocked I took 2 and these AREN'T cheap tests!