Mood:
spaceyWhen is enough enough?!?!?!?
The good news today is that Jonah's foot is not broken. I can hold off on getting the "Bad Mom" tattoo for right now, I suppose.
Sam's got another doc appointment tomorrow morning. I just remembered it a few minutes ago. Good thing too. Its with the eye doc. She will see that he won't wear his glasses. What a cute kid. What a cute kid who never sleeps! GRRRRRRR. He was awfully "sweet" at three o'clock this morning. I went in there, he was crying. Changed him and gave him some milk and he was fine...and very very awake and cute and playful and giggly. Aye yi yi...what gives this crazy kid the idea that 3 a.m. is playtime?!?!? He's something.
We had a couple extra kids with us today. I watched a friend's little boy for just an hour or so and my sister was watching a little girl. She is going to be watching her and her sister for a few weeks and I am so discombobulated. I'm just so used to things being a certain way and I'm just starting to get used to my sister being here, not bad...just have to get used to it. We've both got very strong personalities and butt heads frequently. So, I'm *thrilled* that there are even more people here for a time. So, my brain hurts. A lot. Headache. I wanted to slam my bedroom door last night...just my own little rebelious thing... kids were all sound asleep, and out of frustration... so I went to shut the door and my bedroom is like vapor lock...LOL...its like air-tight and I'm stomping around like an idiot "Will some one open a window so I can slam the damned door?!?!?!" My acts of rebellion are even laughed at. The universe likes me to be good. When I get naughty...things don't go my way. Its like karma. For slamming the door last night (or trying to anyhow), today, the boys had the last bag of popcorn. Jonah always gives me a couple pieces (he's so sweet) and I was like "MMM, that was good." So I went up to pop some popcorn and it was all gone. I KNOW it was because of the door thing. You can fool a lot of things and a lot of people (I'm really bad at it...so I don't bother) but you can't fool the universe. It will come back to bite you in the butt EVERY time. (NO POPCORN FOR YOU!) So, despite the fact that I haven't been able to sit back and watch ONE television program in ages, the universe (or maybe its my sister) punished me by having "The 627 Pound Woman" on the big screen TV. And as if THAT weren't bad enough...The Universe felt the need to further punish me because the village idiot got home and now CSPAN is on. What in the name of GREEN TEA did I do to deserve this?!?!?! No popcorn, no relaxing and CSPAN. WHAT have I done? I try so hard to be good. I didn't raise my voice ALL DAY today. HOLY CRAP with all this craziness in this head lately...God love me, I didn't even utter a sarcastic word (ALL sarcasm is lost on 5 year olds anyways...takes ALL the fun out of it) and I was trying to clean up after dinner, Sam was in bed and Jonah started asking for popcorn (had I only known he was gonna eat the last one!!!) I told him he had to wait because I was doing dishes. 6 seconds later for the next 15 minutes he asked for popcorn and I finally told him that if he asked one more time he was going to bed. I had already told him I'd make it after I finished cleaning up. So, not 10 seconds later, Daniel comes up and I just looked at him and he grinned. I KNEW Jonah had sent him upstairs to beg for popcorn. And my mother was asking goofy questions about if she could send a check in to pay a bill and a receipt that she needed from a bill she paid months ago and was utterly confused about lots of things.....So there is basically no point whatsoever to this tirade. I guess I need a break sums it up...but apparently the universe doesn't like me very much today, so I'm probably not getting a break. And (More proof about the universe thing...) Not only do I NOT get a break...but the village idiot has me working with clients at a Republican Convention on Friday night. Does ANYTHING sound more scintillating?!?!? HOLY CRAP....I just love my life. OK...hmmm. There was no point to this. Other than the universe hates me. I could come up with several more examples proving this, but it would only further remind me how pathetic I feel right now and certainly wouldn't solve the problem.
Alrighty... Hugs, Love, Happiness & Bare Feet! Jen