Okay, so kid 1 is in soccer. His first time ever playing. Now do you want to know why he is playing soccer? It's not that he likes it, no, he actually doesn't care for it. He is playing just to spite Mr.man and me. You see kid 1 is 5 ft 135 lbs. But he doesn't look like it. He is just a heavy thick kid. He doesn't jiggle he is just HEAVY!! Ever since he was little he looked like a thin kid but it was nearly impossible to pick this kid up. He looked buff at 6 yrs old, yes his chest was cut. It was ridiculous. Anyways he's 13 and will be 14 in a month and is in that I know it all phase. We told him he should play football because he is built for it. He threw a fit and said he hated football blah blah blah. So I told him he needed to pick a sport and play because he had become a little hermit locking himself up in his room and only coming out to eat. I told him I didn't even care if it was golf. Well Mr man hates soccer and makes fun of all his half siblings for being such fans of the sport. So when kid 1 realized that i was serious about him choosing a sport he goes I want to play soccer with this devilish smirk on his face. I said okay fine if that's what you want. That very same weekend happened to be the sign-ups. So guess who got signed up. Hah hah hah (now I have my devilish smirk on my face). Kid 1 was shocked to find out he was going to play soccer but here we both are playing chicken with each other. He knows he's torturing me by my having to attend his practices with him. I on the other hand can and do let out my chuckles watching him run laps. We are both bad. I will see this season thru though. I am not going to let him win. Maybe next week I'll just drop him off and pick him up after practice. Hee hee hee.
Friday, August 28, 2009
I hate my illness. When I have a "flare up" it really affects me terribly. I just want to sleep all day but the headaches make it impossible sometimes to fall asleep. Any slight movement and not only is it painful but the popping noise it sometimes make is quite irritating. On weeks like these I wish I had someone here not only taking care of me, but also taking the kids to and from school and taking care of the household for me as well. I feel better right now. I only ache a little which is my normal everyday pain and I still have a headache but it's minor in comparison to these days past. I hope that that too will go away soon.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
I am so sick of this heat! I know it's cooled off some as the temps are in the 90's now where all of last month it was in the triple digits. I though, can't wait for the 50's and 60's to come rolling around. I love Cali, and I can't imagine not living here but sometimes in this heat I feel like just moving to a colder state. Then I remember Disneyland and I change my mind. Which btw I will be there tomorrow. Yay!!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Wow, so much has happened since my last blog. Let me see, we went to the beach, we went deep sea fishing again, shopping, more shopping, dealt with the madness leading up to my sisters wedding (I'm sorry sis, but yes you were a bridezilla. Yikes!!) The rehearsal dinner, the actual wedding, reception all that was chaos. I was so happy when I finally got home.
We were going to go to Disneyland on Sunday but we were all so tired from the wedding we skipped it. However, Mr.man and Kid2 went fishing late in the afternoon. I just stayed home with the other two boys and bummed around.
Monday was the boys first day of school. Two boys hate it but one loves it. You can't ever make them all happy. Tuesday and Wednesday I had to watch the neighbors kids. I don't know how much longer I will be willing to do her the favor. My boys don't start school until 8:15 but they start school at 7:10. So I have to wake up super early, fight traffic at the high school drop the oldest off then zoom over to the middle school drop the younger one off and then fight traffic home. By the time I get home it is almost time to drive my boys to school. Pick up is even worse. Her younger one gets out at 1:55 but I have to be parked out front by 1:30 or else I won't be able to park. Then from there is were it gets difficult. Her oldest and my 3 all get out at 2:30. Since her oldest and youngest schools are only a block apart I go to him first. After he gets in the car I have to race home, drop those two off (I have to since I can't fit all of us in my car) the race all the way to my kids school and pick them up. It was quite a hassle. I am going to give it a few more weeks and if I still feel it's too much I will have to give her the bad news.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
Okay, ever since Mr.man saw the promo for this new GI Joe movie he has been telling me that there is no way he's going to miss it. I think it's going to blow big time. The trailers for it already look lame with all that CGI. We'll see.
Okay, Just as I thought, IT BLEW!!!! Mr.man thought it was a great movie. I think he needs to go to the dr. because something has to be wrong with him. Geesh.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
I had run out of room in my walk in closet. I have the luck to have not only a large bedroom converted into my shoe room, but I also have a huge almost 300 sq ft walk in closet with dual doors. Somehow though, I have run out of room. I had a large storage ottoman in the center of one half of the closet so I pulled that out and have now added a new rack in there so I was able to hang up all the jeans that had been pushed out. I am so happy. Lets see what mr.man says....
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
<----- Yup, I wore that dress today. I, however, did not wear it with that silly belt or with SOCKS?.
Okay, last week a certain celebrity decided that MC Hammer pants were back in and wore them out on the town. Well today while out at my local mall I spotted the most hilarious sight. There she was miss thing wearing some velvet leopard print MC hammer pants!!!! She had on a shiny black slouchy top, big black belt and gladiator sandals. REALLY?? Did she see TMZ last week and go OMG now I can wear these gorgeous pants out on the streets again!
It was just too funny that I almost choked while sipping my favorite passion tazo tea. Well that just made my day : )
Well as I had mentioned before we went to out to Rancho so Mr.man and kid 2 could get in some last minute shopping before they head out to their deep sea fishing trip. We went in my car and I dropped those two off and the rest of us went on to Victoria G. to do some browsing and hopefully some good shopping. We wandered the streets going store to store. I found quite a few things as I came home with 6 skirts, 7 tops, 8 dresses, 8 pair of shoes, a gold cuff,several belts and a few other things. The boys also found plenty of new items. When we went to pick Mr.man and kid 2 up from pro bass shop I saw them walking towards my car with their arms full as well. Now I regretted coming in my vehicle. We had to move a few thing around and the boys had to put some bags on their laps the whole way home. Fortunately the poles break down in half so we were able to put those in the trunk.
We had wanted to go out to dinner, but we decided to just head home drop everything off then eat at a local steakhouse instead.
I guess we all went a little overboard : )
Monday, August 3, 2009
Lets see, what did I do today?
Squishy again wanted to go to the thrift stores so being a good mom I took him there. He also wanted to go to the antique stores. Being that there was nothing else scheduled to do I took him to all of them in town including the antique mall. He found a beanie baby that he desperately wanted so I caved in and purchased it for him. On the way home kid 2 called and and said he was hungry and was it okay for him to make himself some lunch. I don't like him cooking when I am not home so I told him no. The Mcdonalds is on the way home so I picked up lunch there for the boys. Squishy came home with five new teenie beanies. He has a total of 24 now. He only needs 6 more to complete the set. I had told him he wouldn't be getting all 30 and somehow with those big goo goo eyes of his he has gotten me to buy him 24. Geesh I am a sucker for those big bug eyes.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
I am so sick of the word FISHING. That is all Mr.man and kid 2 talk about when they are together. They are going sea-fishing on wed and they are getting prepared. They had to go get the sea fishing endorsement for Mr.man. He asked me if I wanted to go too. Uh, No thanks. I think it's better for them to go alone as I would be bored out of my mind and I usually just find a spot to sit down at and watch them go goo goo over lures, crank bait, panther martins blah blah blah. This way they can enjoy themselves without me asking them are they ready to leave yet. I don't torture Mr.man to go with me when I go shopping so he shouldn't do that to me. I do know that on Tuesday we are going to rancho to that pro bass shop but that is okay because I get to go to Victoria gardens and do some shopping. It's a win win there. Plus I have to get my final fitting for the brides maid dress I am being forced to buy. How I wish I had said no. Sister or no sister I hate this whole wedding circus. I would have rather been watching it from the outside than be part of it. I have become quite a complainer lately haven't I?
Well Mr.Man's flight was supposed to arrive at 9:00pm sharp. However they landed only 10 minutes late. And Mr.man had let me know of this before hand so I left 10 minutes later than I originally planned to. When I drove by the loading and unloading I expected him to already be out there waiting for me and ready to just throw his bags in the trunk, jump in my car and we could take off. I had timed it all right but what I didn't factor in was that it would take the airline over 35 minutes to unload the baggage. I had to make laps around the airport each time hoping that this time I'd see him there with his luggage. He had already put his carry-on in my trunk the first time I came around. I finally gave up and just paid for parking. I was wasting fuel and figured parking would be cheaper. Finally after what felt like forever Mr.man called me to pick him up. I drove by and there was no where for me to pull over and the dumb rent a cop like airport cop told me to keep moving. I told Mr.man you follow me and you catch up to me because I am not coming around again. Funny sight seeing him run after me with his bags but he could have made it easier for both of us had he just driven himself to the airport in the first place. Oh well.