CSY1996: November 2009

Monday, November 16, 2009

My Weekend

Saturday morning, the birds are singing, the sun is shining and I'm CRAWLING out of bed...we went to the Fair the night before. The Midnight Madness, you pay $20 to get in and ride all you want from 10p-2a. My family L-O-V-E-S Family fun night at the fair...mom and dad? Yeah, not so much.

I have bruises and knots in places that I didn't know existed. I rode rides that I should've left to the teens, but when you have 4 children (we took Girl Child's Bestie) begging you to ride and a 40-yr old husband telling you that your chicken if you DON'T get on it, you HAVE to ride!

Our children rode more rides this year than ANY combined! The boys were tall enough to ride, so we rode almost EVERYTHING as a family. Hubby says the four bruises I have on my outer thigh look like fingers...trust me - NONE of the carnies had what it takes to touch me...much less bruise me! Yes, I AM shallow! I prefer my men to actually HAVE teeth!

We got home at 2:15AM. The children tumbled into their beds and fell FAST asleep...Hubs was snoring before the first child lay their head down...me? I was up until 3AM!!! Thankfully the next day was Saturday, my day off. My day to do NOTHING!!! I could sleep in!!!

9AM: Lisa woke me up by taking a picture of me sleeping...she then sent it off to my husband and her boyfriend...thanks, Lisa! We were enjoying a cup of coffee when we heard Destiny screaming...

A couple of weeks ago, the kids milked Bryon out of $40 at the flea market {way to go guys!!!}. He bought the boys toy guns, you know the kind that make LOTS of LOUD noise? Yeah, he got those...he hasn't quite figured out yet why all the kids noisy toys don't make noise (here's a hint: Mommy took the FREAKING BATTERIES OUT!!!).

So the boys were over in the neighbors yard (they've moved...I'm not THAT mean...) playing with their guns and Destiny is with them being their 'stuperfisor' when we hear her scream...

We look out the window and hear her say, "I'm tellin and you can't stop me!" Lisa asks out the window, "Destiny, what's wrong?"

"Well, John said I couldn't tell and I told him Yeth I could! So I came over here to tell on him becauthe I could!"
"What are you telling on him for, Destiny?"
"Uh, well. Um...I don't know!!!"

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Last night I put a load of laundry in the washing machine. I text Girl Child and ask her if she'll put the clothes in the dryer before she goes to bed {Yes, we're in the same house, but I've lost my voice (screaming at the top of my lungs at the Fair friday Night) and yelling isn't an option - neither is getting Hubs to yell for her, he's in NyQuil La-La Land. Of course I COULD get out of bed and talk to her myself...yeah - RIGHT!). She asks me if I want her to start it too. uh, yeah... About 9:15 (15 minutes AFTER Girl Child is SUPPOSED to be in bed) I hear the washing machine going.

Me:"Girl Child, I asked you to put the clothes in the DRYER! Not wash them again"
GC:"But they had soap on them because they hadn't been washed yet"
Me:"Oh, I guess I forgot to start the washer after your brothers got out of the shower. OK, well I'll let you stay up a little later if you'll put them in the dryer and START it after they get done washing."

Well, at least I can say that my children get their absent mindedness honestly...I'll put up Fair pics soon!

Friday, November 13, 2009

Apology To My Husband....

I have to apologize to my husband, its not going to be easy to do...

Backstory:

Girl Child and I were in the car listening to the radio and Carrie Underwood's 'All-American Girl' came on. She asked me if she was an All American Girl, I said yes. Then I explained to her that All-American Girl means that she was born here, raised here and loved everything American.

Yesterday:

We were driving in the car taking an evening ride. The whole family was there; Hubs, Me, Girl Child, Middle Boy Child and Youngest Son.

Girl Child: Lacey's not an All American Girl like I am because she's part Irish or Scottish, or one of those "-ishs"

Me: What do you mean? She was born here in the States, right?

GC: Yes, in the 'Glades

Me: And her parents are US citizens, right?

GC: Yes, but since her people are from overseas she's not All-American

Me: Uh, honey...YOUR ancestors are from overseas...unless they've JUST gotten off the boat most of the people living in the US now are ALL AMERICAN

GC: But you said I was All-American

Me: You are, but so is Lacey!

GC: I don't get it...

Me: Is THIS how you feel when you're talking to me?
Hubs: Yes and now I know where she gets it from! {he got punched in the arm for that comment}

She wasn't getting what I was trying to tell her and I think that made her mad (woo-hoo!). The reason I'm apologizing to my husband? Now I know how he feels when he's trying to tell me something and it takes me a few minutes to 'get it'....like he wants to pull every hair outta his head.

So honey, I'M SORRY!!!