Self-Proclaimed Supermom

My Week (Cliff Notes Version) 9/28

1) Maddy had a news report she had to do at school today.  We didn't go over it this morning.  SHIT.

2) Ben has a new brother.  No not for real, sillies.  It's composed of a mannequin head from my work, a pair of pants, and a sweater over an easter basket.  He takes him in the backyard to play, and sleeps with him in the bed.  His name is Chris.  He is a bit freaky looking, but Ben seems to like him.  Tee hee.

3) Busy busy busy week at work this week.  I love it when it' s busy.  New students started and I had a big report to finish.  Good stuff.

4) Hubz was computer man this week.  He was out working on computers quite a bit.  I like it and I don't.  I like that he gets paid, but I don't like that he isn't around.  It sucks.

5) Last Friday my sis and I went out to the King Of Prussia mall.  What a rockin mall.  I love all of the expensive stores that I just dream about having a shopping spree in such as Tiffany, Coach, and Burberry.  We went in, looked around, drooled, and left.  But we did have fun shopping at Ann Taylor Loft and Vicki's.  We had a great time.

6) I am just loving my tattoo.  Love it, love it, love it.  I already know what and where my next one will be.  A lotus flower on my lower back.  Colored in?  Possibly.  I heard that the color ink hurts worse than the black.  Is it true?

7) I am also loving my new hair color.  Everyone seems to like it so that makes me happy.  It is quite a change for me, but worth it.  Now I don't look like a frizzball.

8) We were going to sign the kids up for CCD because they aren't in Catholic school this year.  But when Hubz went to sign them up, Father was quite rude to him and even asked him if he was new to the parish.  He responded, "No, I have been here for 9 years and my kids were in your school for 4!".  Amazing.  So in conclusion, they aren't going.  Not this year anyway.

9) Hope you all have a great weekend.

Facebook

I have found a new addiction.  Facebook.  I thought I liked MySpace, but NOOOOOOOO, Facebook is way cooler.

I have to tell everyone.  And I was happy to see that alot of my bloggy buddies are on there already!!  Pretty cool, I must say.

If you don't know about it, check it out, and sign up.  It's free and wicked fun.

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My New Hair

Changes

I am coloring my hair today.  I am sick of the blonde.  I am ready for a change.

I am going to do it darker and have blonde highlights.  Maybe then I won't have so much upkeep with it.

Now I am blonde with blonde highlights.  It's a lot of maintenance.  Thank goodness I work at a beauty school!!

Wish me luck.  Pics to be posted tomorrow!

Don't Ya Hate It When...

Don't ya hate it when the wind blows and your hair gets stuck in your lip gloss?

Don't ya hate it when they are ripping up the main road you have to take for work?

Don't ya hate it when you are still sore from yoga 2 days later?

Don't ya hate it when you have such a big pile on your desk you don't know where to start?

Don't ya hate it when you flat iron your hair and as soon as you step outside it's frizzy again?

Don't ya hate it when the dog fights with the kids?

Don't ya hate it when you lose while playing Bookworm?

I do...

Yoga...It's New To Me

Okay, I am weak.  I am physically weak.  I never experienced a yoga class quite like this one before.

The class I had today is probably what most people think of when they think of yoga.  Hatha Yoga.  It was quite a workout I must say.  I was wobbling, sweaty, and ready to roll up my mat in the middle of class and hightail it out of there.  But I did it, I survived.  Oh, and don't wear a v neck shirt to this class, or everyone will see your goodies while you are in Downward Dog.

I am used to something called Svaroopa Yoga.  It is more relaxing and meditative than Hatha yoga.  Hatha is more movement, and no just laying around.  I like the laying around.  But I do admit, I like the Hatha too.

Will I go back?  Yes.  Why?  Because I don't want to be this physically weak person.  I want to be strong.  I like the focus for the class and for the week ahead. 

This week was being present.  Enjoying each day.  Each moment.  If you don't live each moment to the fullest, there will be alot of woulda, coulda, shoulda's when you look back on your life.  I really liked that.  You know it's true, but it just seems to click when someone else says it to you.

Hope you are all having a great weekend.

Yoga Tomorrow

The time has finally come, once again.  I need to go to yoga.

I haven't been to yoga since before we went on our trip to Jamaica.  I would go every week, on Sunday mornings, for MONTHS.  Then just stopped.

Was it because it ended up being too expensive?  No.  Was it because of stinky feet behind my head.  Kind of.  But honestly, it's good for me to go back.  It gives me a sense of inner peace that nothing else does.  Not even meditation.  Which is also a rare occasion these days.

It was hard to get up every Sunday morning and go to yoga.  I like to sleep in on the weekends.  As late as I possibly can, but NOW they have a new class, starting tomorrow, at 5pm.  It's not the kind of yoga that I am used to.  This class is supposed to be a bit different, with a new theme each week.  It's a good way to start the week, dontcha think?

So as nervous as I am to go and do something alone (meaning without a buddy by my side), I am doing it.  Maybe I will make a new friend, maybe not.  It doesn't matter.  This class is for me.

Back On The Focalin

I got a phone call from Maddy's teacher the other day saying that she wasn't turning in her homework.  I found that very confusing, because we do homework every night.

So instead of calling, I decided to shoot him an email.  Of course what was the reply?  I'll call you.  Heart starts beating, palms sweaty.

So I emailed him back and gave him my work number, he gave a call, and had more to say than just the homework situation.

Apparently, she isn't turning in assignments that she begins at school and is supposed to be finishing at home.  She isn't paying attention in class, she is forgetful.  She is not focusing, she is out in la-la land.  I told him that other teacher's have said this about her, and that we did have her on the Focalin for ADD for a while, then stopped, because she just wouldn't take it.  He said, "I'm not a doctor, but she should be on that medicine."

Here we go again.  Last time we did this we tried to give it to her so many ways, cause of course it's in pill form, and the girl can't swallow a pill.  So we tried applesauce, in some cereal, and even in a spoonful of sugar.  She would spill the sugar and say whoops.  It just wasn't working out...at the time.

So we had a long talk with her last night, and told her that 4th grade means growing up and a new responsibility.  And that she has to take the medicine again.  Of course she freaked, thinking of all of the horrible ways I tried to get it into her last time.  But I explained to her that she needs it, and I will put it on her waffles in the morning.  With all of that syrup, she will never taste it. 

So this morning, on the waffles it went.  She told me that she could still see it, but it was okay.  Hopefully this will work out this time, and this medicine will really help her to excel in school.  It is a new school for her and a new way of doing things, but for this to be told to us by the last three teachers she had, it must be true.  No sweeping it under the rug.  It is what it is, and thankfully they have medicine that can help her.

The WOO HOO Buddha

I just have to say how much I love this Buddha.  When Mom and I were on South Street getting my tattoo, we went into one of my favorite stores called Garland of Letters.  There he was.  He just looks so happy, I had to have him.

Maddy's First Sleepover

Maddy had her first sleepover this past weekend.  Not the kind of sleepover where she is with a relative, a real, live sleepover with a friend that lives on our street.  Kinda scary.

The kids just run up to us and say, "C asked me to sleepover, can I?  Can I?  Pleeeeeease?"  And we said we would have to talk about it.  So we did, Hubz thought it was okay, especially since it was just right down the street.  So we said okay, but we wanted to talk to C's mom first.

Next think you know, C's mom is walking down our driveway to talk to us.   She said that the girls just kind of told her that Maddy was sleeping over LOL!  OH kids.  So we chatted for a while, exchanged phone numbers, and the kids went up to Maddy's room and started packing.

It's kind of scary for me to have her sleep over at a stranger's house.  Well kind of strangers to me, I don't really know them, but I have to think back to when I was a kid, and how the sleepovers went.  Alot of times I went for a sleepover and my parents hardly knew their parents.  What am I supposed to go down there and supervise?? 

All was just fine, Maddy and C had a great time.  I guess I have to just be gray on the subject until I get used to the sleepover idea.  I also will have to invite kids to sleepover here too, I guess.  Sheesh.