Gaga For Lulu

The very wonderful big guy let me sleep in this morning. Thank goodness. I worked last evening so I got home around midnight- which was actually around 11PM- but I have not been sleeping lately due to some new medication I am taking.

As I told you in my previous post- they diagnosed me with MS over the summer- so this week my neurologist started me on an anticonvulscent… Topamax. While some of you may take this with no issues for migraines or mood disorders, remember that I already live with numbness, foggy head, word dropping and extreme dizziness. Sooo…. these new side effects are not a welcome addition to my life. I also worked all evenings this week so I did not sleep that well. What the hell was my point? Oh yeah…I slept in and I came down the basement to the fam playing Rock Band.

By the way my girls totally have my voice (remind me to apologize for that later).  After watching them play for about an hour, I requested that we go outside and play as I am going back to work this evening and you know darn well they will be back down here in the dungeon playing games.

What did I get for my wonderful request of “lets go outside and play and take a walk and have some fun”?

“Mommmmmmmmmmmmmm, nooooooooooooooooooo, we are playing with daddy and having fun. You’re soooooo boring! ”

Well thanks is what I have to say.  Why do I even try sometimes. My kids play soccer, basketball and indoor swim team currently so it is not like they are not active. I just get all paranoid that one day of video games will be the end all. I guess I should just relax. Maybe it is my mood, maybe it is my medication, maybe it is just me….

For the record, I let it go and walked back up the steps to take my own walk in the leaves.

It’s been a freakin’ long time, huh? How the hell are y’all? I’ve been wanting to write for days, hell weeks, but I haven’t managed to scrounge up more than a few minutes. But tonight I have exactly 4.3 minutes so here we go…

Top five quotes from my house over the last week…

1. “Mommy, I can’t get the thingie outta my ghina.”

2. “Mommy, Syd drew a picture of a wienie.”

3. “What happens when we die?”

4. “Mommy, you used to be sooooo pretty. Now you’re kinda okay.”

And the best was from The Big Guy while he was laying on the bathroom floor after drinking 3 bottles of wine with my sisters on Thanksgiving. Oh boy what a fun night, but at least it gave me a couple of good laughs…

5. “I know you want me. Look at me. I’m hoooottttt!”

M3- Mommy, my head hurts and my throat is sore

Mommy- You will be ok, you have missed a lot of school this year, just try to make it through the day, you look pretty!

M3- (with total attitude) Fine, but my head hurts and you get to take “Mowtwrin ” when your head hurts can I have some medicine pleeeaaasse?

Mommy- (feeling a bit guilty about sending her to school) Sure and then you can make it through the day. You are tough!

An hour later…

School Nurse- Mrs James?

Mommy- (well shit) Yes, what’s the matter?

School Nurse- I have Syd here in the office and she has a fever of 101.7 and a very bad headache, you are going to need to come pick her up from school please.

Mommy- (guilt pouring from my voice) Sure, I will be right there, tell her I am on my way!

And a half an hour later…

M3- (glaring at me with very angry eyes, that also looked very sick) I told you I didn’t feel well mommy. The nurse said I was right, I am sick with a fever.

Mommy- (crap, crap and crap) Ok sweetie, we will go to the doctor this afternoon!

Damn, I hate when they are right and I feel so darn guilty. And the nurse was just laughing at me, she knew that I knew she was sick. But honestly, because of all her surgeries early in the school year, she has already missed 12 day of school. That is almost half of the year! You can’t blame me for trying. And the kicker is that all 3 are home from school sick today. Party time here at our house, haha.

The weather has finally changed as of this morning. It is 65 degrees, rainy and breezy. Yee ha! No more air conditioner. Two days ago it was still 95 degrees, in October in the mid-Atlantic, go figure. The windows are cracked and it feels fabulous inside.

Now, get rid of the rain and I wouldn’t want to lay around, not that I am doing that anyway, but a girl can dream. It’s the simple things…

So, the Boss is almost 7 years old and she seems to think she is 22 and knows all in the world. I am having a tough time with her behavior lately. Is that normal? Please say it is. And she is so emotional and extreme with her words and feelings. maybe she is super sensitive but she worries about everyone at school and loves the guidance counselor. I don’t know how I feel about that, I am proud of her for wanting to discuss her feelings and handle them in a mature fashion, but the guidance counselor? We have tried to reassure her that she can talk to us about anything without us getting upset, but I don’t know if she buys it.

Ugh… kids are tough. M3 is much better now though and has made a full recovery and the Babe is every bit of 3 years old and loving pre-school. The Big Guy and I have had 0 time together but what are you going to do? I am looking forward to next month when I am not working every weekend, which was totally my doing but I was orienting at my new job and trying to get through the hours I needed. Maybe we can have a… date night! Oh la la. I don’t know if we will know what to do, wear or how to act, haha. Life is always busy though and always will be, so that is how it is!

You want to know how we just spent our Friday evening? Emptying 45 gallons of water out of our air unit. So damn fun! The Big Guy and I both look like we took a swim. But hell no it is not water, it is sweat. Gross!!!

I so hope that we fixed the issue at hand and will go downstairs to a nice and dry, efficiently running air pump. We are good like that. I am telling you… we really kick ass as a team. He does the research on what the problem is and what will correct the situation while I figure out how to implement the “fixing”.

Oh sweet air conditioning unit, don’t fail us know. It is going to be a code red day tomorrow with a heat index of 108 degrees. Ugh… I am gonna say a prayer to the cool air fairy tonight! By the way, it is safe to say the carpet in the playroom is toast. Yeah, it’s done. Haha.

Every time I hear this song I tear up. Some days, much like today, you feel like you want to put your head through the wall. I found myself saying, “just go play” 100 times today. Bad mommy indeed, lol. Seriously though, they do grow up too damn fast and then it is quiet and you miss the hell out of them! So anyway, here are the words to the song, it is by Trace Adkins.

In the early rush of morning,
Trying to get the kids to school:
One’s hanging on my shirt-tail,
Another’s locked up in her room.
And I’m yelling up the stairs:
“Stop worrying ’bout your hair, you look fine.”

Then they’re fightin’ in the backseat,
And I’m playing referee.
Now someone’s gotta go,
The moment that we leave.
And everybody’s late,
I swear that I can’t wait till they grow up.

Then they do, and that’s how it is.
It’s just quiet in the mornin’,
Can’t believe how much you miss,
All they do and all they did.
You want all the dreams they dreamed of to come true:
Then they do.

Now the youngest is starting college,
She’ll be leavin’ in the Fall.
And Brianna’s latest boyfriend,
Called to ask if we could talk.
And I got the impression,
That he’s about to pop the question any day.

I look over at their pictures,
Sittin’ in their frames.
I see them as babies:
I guess that’ll never change.
You pray all their lives,
That someday they will find happiness.

Then they do, and that’s how it is.
It’s just quiet in the mornin’,
Can’t believe how much you miss,
All they do and all they did.
You want all the dreams they dreamed of to come true:
Then they do.

No more Monday PTA’s,
No carpools, or soccer games.
Your work is done.
Now you’ve got time that’s all your own.
You’ve been waitin’ for so long,
For those days to come.

Then they do, and that’s how it is.
It’s just quiet in the mornin’,
Can’t believe how much you miss,
All they do and all they did.
You want all the dreams they dreamed of to come true:
Then they do.

Ah, then they do.

How was your High School 2 experience? Ahh… Troy and Gabriella. I actually giggled when they kissed at the end, which I had to explain to my girls was ONLY something that older teenagers around 18 years old do. Ha, right? I might as well try to put some morals and fear in them, though we all know won’t be followed or listened to! Oh well, that is life.

But come on with the makeup thing. Why did they put so much girlie eyeliner, blush and cover up on that teen heart throb Zac? And they died that pretty girl’s hair so dark that she looked like Annette Funichello. It was so OUR GREASE!!!! Funny how it all comes full circle.

We had a pajama party on the pull out sofa bed and set up popcorn, soda and pillows everywhere. It was fun for the kiddies. The Big Guy was a trooper and watched the whole damn thing. I don’t remember any of the songs this morning. I suppose that will come after I see it 500 times over much like the first movie.

Funny though, The Boss was crying hysterically when Troy and Gabriela broke up, “No, mommmyy, they are suppose to be together, foreeevvvveeeerrr!” So cute, so naive. I wish they could always stay like that.

What did you think about the movie? I really didn’t like it as much, but I am sure it will grow on me. Like some unwanted mole or something. And I do think they are a group of talented kids. They can sing, dance and act. Well kind of on the acting thing. Troy’s serious face does get on my damn nerves though!!!! Hahaha.

Picture it… 5PM…Chik-fil-a…my sister’s boys and my girls in the play tubes…the door swings open…

The Boss, “Moooommmmmmmm, Ali peed in the tubes and she is sitting in it!!!!!!”

Mommy,  “Ssshhhhhh, I’m coming, hold on a sec”

M3,  “Moommmmyyyy, Ali peed all over the tubes and she woon’t come down!”

My nephew,  “Aunt K, Ali is sitting in her tinkle.  And she peed a whole lot!”

Mommy (very quietly under my breath while I am entering the play tubes), “Thank you guys and shut the hizell up, the whole damn place does not need to know.  Why me????  Why not when daddy has them out.  Now that would be funny!”

By this time I am half way up the tubes with 1000 napkins in my hands and a roll of Lysol wipes.  And my, oh my are those tubes a tight fit for a big ol’ 5′9″ mommy!  So yeah, I had to strip The Babe down and wipe all the very warm, stinky pee pee up.   Then I lysol’ed her legs, feet and the entire tube area that got the “shower”.

So, do I tell the very old, frail, pale, partially blind, hard of hearing, cute as hell old lady that is wiping tables down to climb her skinny butt up there and give it a once over?  Of course not, I get on back up there and clean the hell out of that thing.  It was probably the first time it has been wiped down in a year.  Hell, Chik-fil-a should be thanking my little devil and giving us a free milkshake.  Their tubes are officially clean now!!! Haha.

I am in one of those moods. You know all reflective and stuff? The one’s where I get all choked up when I look at my kids and think that they came from me and The Big Guy. This doesn’t happen often, believe me! But I guess I will just go with it.

The Big Guy and I had a bit of a squabble this weekend. He had a birthday golf/poker night outing for one of our friends that we have known since college. That means they played golf during the day then went back to the big ol’ birthday boy’s house for eats and cards. OK, I can deal with a little male bonding and I understand that The Big Guy doesn’t get to go out all that much, not completely my doing by the way! He is a family man and also deals with a little thing called depression, which would explain him wanting to stay home more than going out. HEY BIG GUY, KEEP READING!

So, when he called in with me to let me know that he was back at their house for food and such he had a bit of an attitude which then made me have a ‘tude. At least that is how I see it, hahaha. Instead of listening to what I was saying on the phone he decided to hang up, rush home and get mad at me for something he THOUGHT I was going to say. Yup, I didn’t even say the words, he just “knows me too damn good and knew what I was gonna say”.

Long story short, it turned into a yelling battle where he wasn’t listening to me and I wasn’t listening to him. We ultimately agreed to disagree! It is hard for men. Women can talk on the phone every damn day to their friends, send cards, email each other and only see each other 3 times a year and still feel just as close. Men put so much on physical being. You know, male bonding. Come to think, it is how they are in so many of their relationships, ie. sex. I had to stick that in there. if they are not seeig them and able to pat each other on the back, they think that the other person just isn’t there.

I do think that as men age they struggle with not “having friends”. What they don’t realize is that the friends are still right there and will always be there, our relationships have just evolved and changed into more mature emotional friendships. But I know that The Big Guy has a tough time with that one and it makes me sad to see him upset about this type of thing.

Of course, hind site is 20/20 and I should have handled Saturday very differently. I should have understood that he was so damn excited for this flippin’ bday celebration and told him to take is time and not to worry about what time he came home! Instead I said a bitchy comment on Friday night like, “You better not come walking through that door at no 10 PM”. I can be mean sometimes. I just wouldn’t think of walking out that door and returning 12 hours later, but then again I am a women and we are so different. But live and learn, right? I feel very bad now and wish I could change it, but I can’t. I have been thinking about it today though, remember I am in that mood, and I am thankful that he is who he is!

One thing is for sure, and this is where the sappy ass part of me comes out, I love The Big Guy with all my heart and want him to be happy. He is an incredible daddy, I mean INCREDIBLE, and works his ass off for his family. He helps me around the house, after 13 years of training, and spends all of his free time with the kids. And then he puts up with my ass, which believe it or not isn’t always perfect. I know, no way you say! But it is true. And we have had a tough summer. We have had to weather yet another set back and deal with some tough issues. And he has never once came down on me. He has been supportive, understanding, loving and so ding dang patient!

I know one thing, at the end of the day he will always be there to wrap his arms around me and tell me everything will be just fine and that “All we ever need is right here and down that hall. That is what’s important in life”. I am truly blessed to have found someone like him and to have him as a best friend and a hubby is absolutely wonderful. I am done with my blabbering on now and I will return tomorrow in “normal” form, hahahaha.

5 top ways to realize that someone has children- in pictures…

1. The bed in the master bedroom at any given point of the day! Yes, that is one huge pile of clothes.  And no, I am  not embaressed.

2. The art work I own.  Uh huh, that is actually a pantry door!

3. That is a… bathtub!  Yes, it has evolved into a playroom.  Amazing.

4. An “organized” mud room.  Hah is all I have to say about that one. We still have no matching shoes in the morning.  Why are there even bins I ask?

And finally 5. It is party time at 7 AM.  I think they has already been seperated and in time out by this point.  Do y’all ever remember what it was like to sleep in and awake to a fresh pot of coffee and read the ol’ paper?  Now we are on our 2nd snack of the morning by 9Am.  They are great though, those little booger heads that they are!  And they are mine!