Monday, July 31, 2006

the girl who is crossing her fingers

Mom and Dad just got the call. There is a kidney coming in tomorrow morning from California and Mom is second in line for it!
It would only be too perfect, wouldn't it? I mean, I centered my whole CL lo on her treatment and the need to donate and the day I mail it off, we get the call!

Thursday, July 27, 2006

the girl who is finished!

Finally finished my MMM entry. To those who are wondering, the final entries are: Beautiful, Boy, in Hindsight, and Dirty Dishes. One girl 12x12, one boy 12x12, one me 81/2x11, and one multi-photo 2 pg 12x12. I feel badly though that the two boy ones both have my youngest. He was in the lo for Imperfect Lives too, so he's getting all of the face time! Plus the Celebrate Life one--that one turned out 100% differently than I envisioned. Now to do my supply lists and such, find a kinkos and mail it off. I swore I wouldn't be one of those postmarked on the 31st, but here I am. Damn it all!

Thursday, July 20, 2006

the girl who is so excited!

I found one of my best friends from high school today! I am anxiously awaiting an email from her. I found her through her parents and I CAN'T WAIT until I hear from her! Yaaay!

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

the girl who is scrubbing the tub

Well, I solved the mystery of the missing Strawberry Quik. Of course, I'm not exactly sure HOW it managed to get past me, but this is where it went:

Yup, that is almost an entire box of Strawberry Quik, and there is a cup in there with the culprit(s) and yes, he was drinking his bathwater. After I took this picture I noticed how very very very dirty the tub was, so now I am scrubbing away. Well, I've sprayed stuff on the grime and I am quite legitimately allowing it to "soak in" I'll finish it soon.

Really, I will.

I have to, the plumber is coming tomorrow to repair our clogged toilets. I have an awful feeling maybe something got "flushed" that shouldn't have. Funny thing is, our landlord is not only telling us that we are responsible for the cost of the repair, but that we need to use her guy. I'm not exactly sure this is legal. Any advice?

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

the girl who is crying

My sister lost the baby.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Zachary does not like lasagna. Or, rather, he does not like my homemade lasagna because it contains spinach. After I told him he could pick out the spinach and eat the rest of my very special homemade lasgana, he replied, "Mommy, I wish there was some kind of magical magnet that would pull out the green stuff so I could eat the rest!"

Saturday, July 08, 2006

the girl who needs a sitter

So I called the local day care to find out what their rates are. {And for the record, they aren't "rates" it's "tuition" because they have the word "Academy" in their name.} And apparently I will have to get a second job to send my kids to daycare because, after taxes and insurance deduction, I don't make enough money to have someone watch my children so I can work. I might as well NOT work, except for the little fact we NEED the second income. It's not fair. I can't keep inconveniencing my Fl Dad and my bro-in-law flaked out on us, so what can I do? I hate to advertise in the paper for a sitter because, to be honest, our wages are not likely to be high. So, I'm going to contact 4C's on Monday and see if I can get any help from there.

On the bright side, had a job interview yesterday. I honestly don't know how it went. I admit, I didn't do my research on this one, so I didn't know exactly what I was walking into. So I was surprised when the job title didn't really match up to the job description. I'll find out Monday after next. I'll admit, I don't want to be working, period. But since I have to, I really NEED to make a change in what I do, and soon. Preferably within the company I already work for. That way I carry over benefits, some seniority perks and keep my Universal passes too. I'll be looking in the jobs section of the classifieds tomorrow too.

And we have a klepto in the house. I reach for my tweezers, they're gone. Hubby goes to shave, his razor is missing. Apparently some little imp has been rummaging through our bathroom drawers and has taken off with our stuff. I suspect this one:
Don't let the innocent look fool you. This boy is nothing but trouble with a capital "T" and then some. Yesterday, he led the great Coo-Pa revolt. The youngest of the three and he is instigating them to all say "NO" to Coo-Pa. (My Fl Dad, Coo-Pa is our name for him) Now they are all on tv restriction and I'm the one being punished because without the tv as a distraction, they wreck the house playing. And, as usual, I have too much to do.
Tomorrow is my day off and I need to finish my MMM entry. But my printer/scanner has decided to take a dive, so I either have to alter my plans for the final lo, or go find someone else's printer/scanner to use. I just want one day without any responsibility where everything goes right. Is that too much to ask?

Thursday, July 06, 2006

the girl who woke up to this...

I'm barely out of bed and really considering going back for a "nap" when I hear a commotion from the living room involving the boys. Shortly thereafter, Zack somes running up to me and says, "Mommy! Ian made me drink his pee!"

What a way to start the day.

Exactly how does a 3 yo "make" a 7 yo drink his pee? Well, apparently it involves wrestling and a pair of boxer shorts instead of tighty whities. I really don't want to imagine.

So the quote of the day is: "Mommy, the taste of pee isn't a taste that tastes good!"