Sunday, October 4, 2009



I can't believe it's been a month. I am in a bad mood. I am tired of everyone talking like it's the end of the world. First of all it gives me really bad anxiety and second of all, it's not the end of the world people. Yes I know it's a good thing to be prepared, but really? Do you have to tell me that we quite possibly could die and that we may run out of food? Two of the things I fear most? thanks.
So I have strep. I haven't had strep since I was a young child. If I remember correctly, strep = a shot in the butt. My mama used to bring them home and give them to us in our behinds. But nowadays they just give you horsepills. I would rather have the shot, or at least the pink delicious version of Amoxicillan. Anyway, I am doing so much better and it's only the second dose.

Sadie is crawling. Has been since like 10.5 months. It's so amazing. She has just started eating everything off the floor. The other day it was a crusty piece of cheese. Today it was Tylenol PM. Just kidding. Stale fruit puffs.

Jackson is still speaking jibberish. It's so freaking cute. "deeder deeder, deeder deeder Car." I like what my sister said. She said something about him being super smart or intuitive, so much that he can't get all the words right.

I don't know that I wanna have more kids. Sometimes I think I do but then sometimes I don't. I wish I didn't care what people thought. Because I know if I only have 2, the Mo's are all gonna be like "You selfish peeps". But kids are hard! Some people are naturals. I am not. But my kids ARE cute. I'm thinking of having more just so I can sell them on eBay. Kidding again. The other day David and I attempted Texas Roadhouse thinking the loud atmosphere and dirty floors would be conducive to our kids. Yeah, NO. First of all we had to wait 20 minutes to be seated. It took another hour to get our food. What made it worse was that more than one time both kids were screaming. david took a turn taking Jackson out, I did too. What's really funny is that before we went inside the restaurant I told David I was taking care of Jackson (secretly because I thought that David wasn't disciplining Jackson enough). Yeah, I was completely wrong. It's just this age. There's nothing more to it than that. You're not gonna see David and I out with our kids for probably 4 more years. As soon as we got our food, we asked for boxes. We ate it on the way home. With no forks.

I work for a trash company. It's freakin' hard work! I don't wanna hear it from anyone. We are busy all day long. I love it. It gives me a break from the home time. I sort of feel like it's my season to not be home all day long. Most especially because I come home to a clean house, clean kids and dinner on the table. I can't ask for more (it's my great hubby).

There is so much more to be spoken about. I can't remember it all. I'm thankful to a great family member for reminding me to update this here blog. I appreciate it. I love you all.

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