“I want to huuug youuuuuu”

This is my daughters new mantra. She suddenly has severe seperation anxiety and I hear this plea at least 50 times a day. She will not let me out of her sight. Which is ok (sort of) when we are at home, but poses quite a problem when she is supposed to be at school. She will be fine, then when it is time to leave, she suddenly has a stomach ache or her knee hurts. The knee hurting is from growing pains I think, but the stomach ache is a ploy to stay home. Today I had to stay at her school for a longer time, to get my sons hearing and vision tested. (He missed it at his school) Instead of being with her class, she wanted to sit on my lap. Or hug me. The teachers tell me she is like this all the time. SHe hangs on one of the teachers all day. After watching what the teachers have to go through with the other kids, I feel bad for htem to have my teary child wanting to be held the whole class. All I can hope is that she is better after Spring Break.

For some reason I am in a very pissy mood today. I think it has to do with my husband being gone for the last 3 nights. He was overnight one night, but the last 2, he was just out at dinners with some work folks in from TX. Now while I hate to complain, as his work affords me the ability to stay home, I am just burnt out. The weather has been crappy, so we are stuck inside, and we all have cabin fever. They were out a bit yesterday, but not enough to break the fever! They also miss Daddy and are showing it by being unruly. Therefore, I am turning bitchy. How to cure this? I don’t know. I need a night to myself with a bottle of Pinot Grigio (Santa Margharita please) and a hot bathtub, and NO kids or husband. A girl can dream, can’t she?

My brief break is over, kids are yelling from downstairs for lunch, so I need to get my butt off my bed and bet going. I also have not bought a thing for Easter yet, so that is what I will be doing this afternoon. Plus-it is supposed to snow here tomorrow. Yes, today is the first day of spring, and there is a Winter storm warning-maybe up to 8 inches. Yippee!

Youv’e got mail

Now I love getting mail of any kind-even bills don’t bother me, but I hate getting the pass this to 5 people emails. I never ever do them. Today I got one from a friend in WI that said to send to 5 friends so they know that they are in your circle of friends. If they are in my circle of friends, they know I never reply. As soon as I see anything with a FW in the subject line, I hit delete. My Dad is one of these people-sometimes there will be 5 forwards! Then you open it and it is a joke that has been around since the internet started!

I think I offended a former co-worker by asking her to stop sending me these types of emails. I blamed my husband, that he used our home computer for work and was afraid of viruses. Partly true because I am always leerie of them-I already crashed my new laptop once-I don’t want to do it again. But if she is mad because I don’t want to scroll down to see a picture of a cute bunny or kitten so be it.

There is also the somewhat friend that has me on her joke/pyramid/friendship line. She is the type that would be totally pissed if I asked her to remove me from her list. Her emails are more the helpful parenting tips, like why not to use Magic Erasers on your kids hands & face. Or why not to buy cheap flip flops from the dollar store. Hint:both will cause nasty rashes. These last 2 emails included pictures of said rashes. But she also includes the send this back to me and 20 of your closest friends or I will know you truly hate me. Except they don’t work-as much as I don’t reply-she still sends more. Which is why I refuse to reply to them. If they were really concerned about my friendship, she should be emailing me back, saying, “Why the f*ck did you not reply?!”

Happy St. Pats Day!

Although my last name is Irish, I am 100% German, so I have no green on except my underwear! And unless someone catches a glimpse as I bend over at the grocery store, no-one will see them except my kids. My hubby is away tonight, staying downtown after meeting his colleagues for dinner. I hate that he is gone again-but like that I don’t have to worry about him on the expressway late at night after a few drinks.

The kids and I will pass the time coloring Easter eggs. It will be our first time doing so. I can’t believe I have never done it with my son, but I just figured he was not old enough to master it. Now both kids love crafty things, so I think we will have fun. We don’t have any firm plans for next Sunday. My family is not getting together, and I don’t know if hubby’s brother or Mother is going to plan anything. Hubby wanted to do it here, but I was not that keen on the idea. Our house is not always spotless, and I would be frantic cleaning it for the one day. (Both his brother & Mom have cleaning ladies) But I told him if he really wanted too, I would be up for it. Let ya know…..

I just glanced outside, and there are flurries coming down! Where the hell is spring????

My new ideal man

I have just decided, if I had to chose a new husband (not that I would, but if I HAD too!) he would be Billy Mays. You know, the dude from all the commercials? Wouldn’t life be so easy and clean? And energy filled too, now that he is hawking some energy pills alongside Kaboom and OxyClean. Not to mention the Vidalia food slicer and the Hercules hooks and Magic Putty. There would never be leaks or pictures waiting to be hung or onions not sliced or stains on your favorite shirt.

A girl can only dream……..

Too much time on my hands…

Last night I sat and read almost 2 years of a blogs archives. Afterwards my eyes burning and I thought my contacts had melted to my retinas! Thank you Dooce! I got up to Feb of 03 BTW!

So the weather is finally getting nice. Yesterday I spent the afternoon doing my most favorite job of picking up dog poop. I have 2 German Shepherds, so we generate alot! 3 bags full-and no baa-baa-black sheep! I feel sorry for the garbage men, but at least it is out of my yard.

And the best part about the weather turning nice, is that the kids actually got to ride their bikes today. They went around our court a few times and drew with chalk on the driveway. And we got our 1st day of practice scheduled for sons t-ball.

I did manage to find some husky pants for my son. And yes Becky, I did end up getting them at Gymboree. Who would have thunk that a 5 year old would wear a 7 husky pant? The kid is a bruiser, and it is just the beginning!

Well off to get the kids to sleep, so we can wake up in time for school. It has been nice with no phone calls from the campaigners!!

Niece vent, ramblings

I don’t hink I have written about my nieces here yet. They are my only sisters children, ages 14, 11 & 7. Last Saturday, the 14 and 11 year old came to my house to babysit my kids. I have to drive about a half hour to pick them up, but like to help thm out with some extra money. (For 5 hours, I gave them $100) On the way back to my house, I had to initiate the entire conversation. At our house, any questions or comments were answered with grunts. Both my husband and I were quite pissed, but figured they would open up later. They stayed over, because we were not going to drive them back at midnight. So Sunday morning, we come down and say, “Good Morning” no response. Husband goes gets fresh Dunkin Donuts, no response. He says “Thank you, we appreciate it” greated with grunts. I Am starting to fume inside. I decide not to say anything on the way home just to see what happens. 20 minutes into trip 14 year old sneezes. I say “Bless you” she says, “Thank you”. Thats it. 30 some miles, half hour of driving. When we pull up to their house, they just get out of the car, grab their stuff and walk to the garage, open up from the outside pad. I run out to give them their money, (which I kick myself now for doing) they just walk inside, no good bye, see ya, fuck you or anything. I am so pissed I yell, “Never Fucking again!! They don’t even notice.

Now I try and do alot for them. I mean, I could have had a few days of sitters for what I paid them. My kids do not need much, they are not in diapers and are pretty self sufficient. As I drive home, the anger just boils and boils. I realy don’t know why I was so pissed off, but I guess it is just common courtesy. I figure if the girls had heard me, my sister would call me on the way home. No call. About an hour after I got home, she calls.

Sis: Sorry I missed you, how did it go?

Me: Not so good. (Tell her whole story)

Sis: Thats just they way they are. They thought you were going to come in.

Me: Well they just walked away from me, no good bye or anything.

Sis: Thats just the way they are.

Me: I am sorry I have to hang up the phone, I am so upset-Goodbye

Now her kids do this all the time, don’t even say hello when you come in. Their father is the same. We can come over and he will not even come out to say hello or anything. I have been there when he came home for lunch, and he sat there in front of me for 45 minutes and did not speak to me. They do this to my Dad too. And my poor son was ttripping over himself, trying to get them to talk. They just stared at them.

I try and raise my kids to always be polite and say something when meeting a person. I mean it is just what you do. But my Sister does not even care that her kids are rude. And impolite. But how do you reason with her. If it were me, I would have made my kids call and apologize. Nothing. And now I am forced to be her sponser for her Confirmation. And I realy don’t want to be. But I know I would be too much of a bitch if I back out. What to do?

In other news, I don’t think I have ever been happier for an election to be over. We were getting 4-5 calls a day from campaigners, for the special election her on Saturday. Plus everyday in the mail, I would get at least 4 fliers for these guys. Finally peace and quiet. My guy won too!

Spring looks like it will be trying to show its face around here soon. The snow is melting and making a mess in my backyard, but I deal with it for warmer weather!