So it's been way too long since I've posted so I'll provide a top 15 of the recent occurrences and occurrences soon-to-come here in North Cackalacky...
1. Last Sunday Ashley & went to Wal-mart while Hubby was at work (pizza delivery boy). Pulling into the parking lot I heard a radio commercial for On-Star. My car just isn't that nice or that new. The commercial talked about all the vehicles they were able to remotely unlock over the past year. I thought to myself (how dare I)... it's been a really long time since I did that. Now that I have a remote to my car it's hard to do. We parked, went inside, shopped, came out, I put my stuff in the truck and slammed her shut - just as I realized that I had put my purse, with keys, in the truck before unlocking the doors. Damn me.
2. Ashley is having a hard time going to bed. I can not believe I am about to admit this, but I have to lock her door at night to get her to stay in her room. We have lovely levers, instead of knobs, and therefore she can open any unlocked door she so desires. I feel terrible, awful about having to lock the door but she only cries for a short time before getting in her bed and falling fast asleep. At night she tells me "no yock door Mommy" in her stern miniature voice. I remind her that she knows the rule, that Mommy will not lock the door if she stays in her bed, but if she gets out of her bed Mommy will have to lock the door. She repeats "no yock door Mommy" and then, if I allowed would proceed to come out of her room 20 times over (I have learned this lesson and now only allow once). Before bed I always unlock the door and leave it cracked so she can come out in the morning. It's funny, once she's in there and asleep she's fine, even if she wakes up and I hear her moan or cry out she still manages to get herself back to sleep without coming out *fingers crossed*. I am keeping myself sane by reminding myself of all the people that have told me they were told to do that exact thing by their pediatrician, the fact that mine told me it would not be traumatizing to allow her to cry for an hour plus, without soothing... besides, really, it's no different than putting a child in a crib and letting them cry it out there. Geez I feel really do feel terrible about this.
3. Thanksgiving is this week. Ashley and I will be going to my Grandma's house. Most of my extended family will be there. Hubby has to work and will not be able to travel the 6 hours with us. He has said he wants for us to go, but my feelings are very hurt that he will not have turkey (unless its coldcuts) for Thanksgiving Dinner!
4. My boss is in China. China??? Really??? He will be gone until November 30th, which I love, but there are tons of crazy clients chomping at the bit, and although this should also be a mini vacation for me, it is not.
5. I have hopes and dreams of winning the lottery. Happened yet, I think not.
6. For the past month, Hubby has worked his part-time job for all but 1 or if he's lucky, 2 nights a week. The money is nice but I feel so bad for how tired he must be. Poor kid probably works 70 + hours a week between leaving for his regular job to be there around 7:00 a.m. or so to arriving home around 10:30 or 10:45 p.m. from his part-time job. Geez I'm one lucky girl. Definitely married a keeper!
7. Since really cracking down and Hubby having his part-time job, Hubby and I have managed to pay off the remainder of 3 medical bills that having been hanging over our heads in the form of "small" or "not-so-small" monthly payments. We have also paid off a "small" credit card. Keep on trucking!
8. I hate when my phone rings. It is never, "oh, someone was thinking of me, someone wants to talk to me". It's more of a "what do they want now, what am I late on again" feeling. I dread until the caller id clears my mind.
9. I have taken up the hobby of making hairbows. I have made more hairbows than Ashley has hairs. It is so much fun to me. I'm thinking of starting to sell them. People around here love to put big-ass hair bows in their babies hair - even when they don't have any to speak of.
10. I CAN NOT wait to hang up Christmas lights and put up the tree. Every night on the way home (30 minute drive) Ashley and I search for "Cismas Yights". She loves loves loves them and the thrill and excitement for her makes me feel like a kid again myself. Hubby and I have planned to do the decorating on Saturday or Sunday after Thanksgiving. Yay for that!
11. I don't like not knowing where you stand with someone. If you like me, you like me and act that way. If you don't, you don't... now lets move on.
12. I raked all the pine needles, cut down the dead and part way dead plants in my "garden" on Saturday. Hello blisters! Our yard looks the best and I am the proudest. I bet the neighbors are pissed.
13. Laundry, Laundry, Laundry there is no end.
14. My dog will get his hair cut tomorrow. He is a 4 year old yorkie boy. There is a lady in our area that drives a retired ambulance that she has converted into a mobile grooming salon. Tomorrow she will find our hidden key, come in the house, get the dog, take him outside into her Zoom-n-Groom mobile, wash him, groom him, the whole 9 yards, put him in the house, take her check, lock the door and rehide the key. Now that's what I call service!
15. I only have to work 1 1/2 more days this week. Yippy for that.
1. Last Sunday Ashley & went to Wal-mart while Hubby was at work (pizza delivery boy). Pulling into the parking lot I heard a radio commercial for On-Star. My car just isn't that nice or that new. The commercial talked about all the vehicles they were able to remotely unlock over the past year. I thought to myself (how dare I)... it's been a really long time since I did that. Now that I have a remote to my car it's hard to do. We parked, went inside, shopped, came out, I put my stuff in the truck and slammed her shut - just as I realized that I had put my purse, with keys, in the truck before unlocking the doors. Damn me.
2. Ashley is having a hard time going to bed. I can not believe I am about to admit this, but I have to lock her door at night to get her to stay in her room. We have lovely levers, instead of knobs, and therefore she can open any unlocked door she so desires. I feel terrible, awful about having to lock the door but she only cries for a short time before getting in her bed and falling fast asleep. At night she tells me "no yock door Mommy" in her stern miniature voice. I remind her that she knows the rule, that Mommy will not lock the door if she stays in her bed, but if she gets out of her bed Mommy will have to lock the door. She repeats "no yock door Mommy" and then, if I allowed would proceed to come out of her room 20 times over (I have learned this lesson and now only allow once). Before bed I always unlock the door and leave it cracked so she can come out in the morning. It's funny, once she's in there and asleep she's fine, even if she wakes up and I hear her moan or cry out she still manages to get herself back to sleep without coming out *fingers crossed*. I am keeping myself sane by reminding myself of all the people that have told me they were told to do that exact thing by their pediatrician, the fact that mine told me it would not be traumatizing to allow her to cry for an hour plus, without soothing... besides, really, it's no different than putting a child in a crib and letting them cry it out there. Geez I feel really do feel terrible about this.
3. Thanksgiving is this week. Ashley and I will be going to my Grandma's house. Most of my extended family will be there. Hubby has to work and will not be able to travel the 6 hours with us. He has said he wants for us to go, but my feelings are very hurt that he will not have turkey (unless its coldcuts) for Thanksgiving Dinner!
4. My boss is in China. China??? Really??? He will be gone until November 30th, which I love, but there are tons of crazy clients chomping at the bit, and although this should also be a mini vacation for me, it is not.
5. I have hopes and dreams of winning the lottery. Happened yet, I think not.
6. For the past month, Hubby has worked his part-time job for all but 1 or if he's lucky, 2 nights a week. The money is nice but I feel so bad for how tired he must be. Poor kid probably works 70 + hours a week between leaving for his regular job to be there around 7:00 a.m. or so to arriving home around 10:30 or 10:45 p.m. from his part-time job. Geez I'm one lucky girl. Definitely married a keeper!
7. Since really cracking down and Hubby having his part-time job, Hubby and I have managed to pay off the remainder of 3 medical bills that having been hanging over our heads in the form of "small" or "not-so-small" monthly payments. We have also paid off a "small" credit card. Keep on trucking!
8. I hate when my phone rings. It is never, "oh, someone was thinking of me, someone wants to talk to me". It's more of a "what do they want now, what am I late on again" feeling. I dread until the caller id clears my mind.
9. I have taken up the hobby of making hairbows. I have made more hairbows than Ashley has hairs. It is so much fun to me. I'm thinking of starting to sell them. People around here love to put big-ass hair bows in their babies hair - even when they don't have any to speak of.
10. I CAN NOT wait to hang up Christmas lights and put up the tree. Every night on the way home (30 minute drive) Ashley and I search for "Cismas Yights". She loves loves loves them and the thrill and excitement for her makes me feel like a kid again myself. Hubby and I have planned to do the decorating on Saturday or Sunday after Thanksgiving. Yay for that!
11. I don't like not knowing where you stand with someone. If you like me, you like me and act that way. If you don't, you don't... now lets move on.
12. I raked all the pine needles, cut down the dead and part way dead plants in my "garden" on Saturday. Hello blisters! Our yard looks the best and I am the proudest. I bet the neighbors are pissed.
13. Laundry, Laundry, Laundry there is no end.
14. My dog will get his hair cut tomorrow. He is a 4 year old yorkie boy. There is a lady in our area that drives a retired ambulance that she has converted into a mobile grooming salon. Tomorrow she will find our hidden key, come in the house, get the dog, take him outside into her Zoom-n-Groom mobile, wash him, groom him, the whole 9 yards, put him in the house, take her check, lock the door and rehide the key. Now that's what I call service!
15. I only have to work 1 1/2 more days this week. Yippy for that.
