Self-Proclaimed Supermom

The I Wantsies

I want to go to a class in New York to learn how to teach kids yoga.

I want to go to Whole Foods Market again on South Street and spend money.

I want the top fixed on my car (the convertible part).

I want to go to Jamaica again.

And I really want THIS.

Guess what guys.  That's right, it's TAX RETURN TIME!  Of course I can't get everything I want on my list with the tax return, especially since this year we are getting about a grand less than we usually do (boo hoo), but some of these things I can get/do.  We are definitely getting the top fixed on the car, and hopefully it won't be too too much. 

Hubz will be getting a bonus at the end of the year that is equal to 10% of his pay.  WOAH!  We will be paying taxes with it this year, but next year, we will be making plans to go to Jamaica again.  I can't wait.

Gratuitous Jamaica picture

Oh the booz and sun.

Darkness and Bitching

It's so dark and rainy in my neck of the woods.  It seems like it is night time.  So strange. 

I am so sick of rain.  Dammit I want some snow, and soon.  The forecast keeps calling for rain rain rain.

I am also getting sick of it being dark at 5pm.  It is so bad for me because I am tired by 8pm and ready for bed by 8:30.  I have gone to bed around 8:30 almost every night this winter.  I tell Hubz I am hibernating, because it sure seems that way.  Hate it. 

I feel like I am missing out on so much by going to bed at 8:30.  I could be using that time reading, or watching a movie, or knitting, but no, my head is hitting that pillow, and I have no trouble going to sleep either.  No problem at all. 

What's a girl to do?  Drink a whole pot of coffee at night?  Drink a few Red Bulls?  I don't know.  But this just sucks.

I am ready for spring.

The Tooth

Benny lost a tooth yesterday.  He lost it in school and they sent him to the nurse. 

The nurse gave him the cutest little necklace in the shape of a tooth to put his tooth in for safe keeping and a sticker.  So cute. 

I can't believe I am going to say this, but PUBLIC SCHOOL ROCKS.

Ben couldn't wait to put his tooth necklace under his pillow for the tooth fairy to come.  Maddy just rolls her eyes, because she doesn't believe in the tooth fairy anymore. 

So last night Benny snuck into our bed (what else is new), so Hubz woke him up this morning so he could check under his pillow.  That is the best I have ever seen him wake up EVER.  Ben was so excited to see the money under his pillow.  5 bucks, for a tooth.  Oh inflation.

Maddy asked me this morning how much Ben got, and I told her.  She said, "Hey, I only ever get a quarter!"  "WHAAAAAT?"  I replied.  "You ALWAYS got 5 bucks for every tooth!"  "No I didn't."  she said.  Now how on earth would she remember a quarter for a tooth.  That is insane.  Where does she get this? 

Oh to be a parent.

5 Days

I have now officially been a vegetarian for five days.  Five whole days, and I don't miss meat in the least.

I have read the book Skinny Bitch twice now, and they explain how the slaughterhouses work and how the USDA doesn't give a shit about your health.  How milk, meat, eggs, and cheese all contain hormones, pesticides, etc. and all of that is going into your body as you eat it.  No wonder MJ is developing already and she is only in 4th grade. 

Now I hate the fact that MJ likes milk and drinks it every day, and all Ben wants to eat is hot dogs.  Hate it.  I want my whole family to join me, but they won't, and I am not going to force the issue.  Because it's a losing battle.

MJ doesn't eat much meat.  She won't eat chicken unless it's a nugget.  She won't eat beef unless it's a hamburger, but she does like pork chops, bacon, pepperoni, and eggs.  Very much into the eggs.  Sigh.

Ben, he is the hot dog kind of guy, like I said before.  He again is like Maddy and eats hamburgers and loves nuggets.  He doesn't like milk, and doesn't like eggs.  So at least that is good.

Hubz, well he likes it all.  There is no changing him.

So it's just me.  Semi-vegan.  I made pumpkin vegan cookies over the weekend and they are awesome.  The dough was hard to work with, but besides that they are damn good cookies.

For lunch today I have a Boca Burger with tomato and veggie cheese on a whole wheat bun.  An apple and 2 of my vegan cookies.   That should do the job.

 

I am proud of me.

My Week (Cliff Notes Version) 1/25

1) I am going vegetarian.  Possibly even vegan.  Not sure yet.  I am reading this book called Skinny Bitch, and it's all about foods and how bad they are for you.  Not all foods of course, but meat, milk, butter, eggs, cheese.  Check it out on Amazon.  It's very interesting.

2) Due to that being the case, I have a lot of menu planning to do and quite a nice grocery shop to tackle.  I am sure that Maddy will want to come with me, and that is good, because I HATE going grocery shopping by myself.  Yeah yeah, I know, I made the Whole Foods trip alone.  But still.

3) I am so glad it is Friday.  It has been such a sloooooow week. 

4) Benny has been using my video camera every day to make a movie.  You don't want to see his movies because they are all over the place.  But Hubz put them all onto DVD and they have a really cool menu at the beginning.  He is so talented and computer savvy (he'd better be, that is his job!).  We have three DVD's, that is how many crazy movies Ben has made.  He is getting much more use out of the video camera than I am.

5) Maddy keeps having this issue at school.  At lunchtime, she puts her jacket on the bench where she sits, and every time she comes back from getting her lunch, it's on the floor.  Every.  Single.  Day.  She says she knows who is doing it, so I told her to confront them.  But she won't.   I told her to tell the lunch mothers, but she won't.  I told her to tell the teacher, she won't.  I feel so bad because the other day she was crying about it.  I just don't know what to do. 

And that is all I have to say about that.

My Fear

I am so stupid. 

Yesterday, while I was driving to work there was a cop next to me.  He was only doing 30 in a 40 mile an hour zone.  So I dropped back to 30 to be right along side him.  Why?  Because I am deathly afraid of getting pulled over.  I didn't, but he was probably laughing at me, like I was so stupid.

I have only gotten pulled over ONCE in my life.  I blew a stop sign.  It was no big deal, just a warning, but still scary.  There are cops all around where I live, which honestly makes it a nice and safe neighborhood.  But still, I am afraid of them.  Sheesh, what is the worst that could happen?  I get a big ticket?  Big whoop.  I don't understand where this underlying fear is coming from. 

What is strange, is that I really wasn't that fearful in my OLD car.  Only since I have gotten the Saab.  I realize that I am also a bit on edge while driving as well.  Don't want to get into an accident.  Don't want to get pulled over.  Not that ANYONE wants to get pulled over or into an accident.  But the fear overwhelms me.  It sucks.

Meditiation

I have finally started to meditate every day.  It has only been three days in a row, but it's a start.  And only for 10 minutes.

I have this beautiful altar that Hubz built for me in our bedroom.  I have to take a picture of it sometime.  It's right in the dormer.  Just awesome.  And that is where I go to have some quiet time.  Well, attempt to have some quiet time.

Let me tell you about my 10 minutes of meditation.  Great smelling incense, comfy pillows under my butt and legs, candles burning.  Dog barking, son coming in asking what I am doing, Toontown music playing in the next room.  That is my meditation.  Tee hee.

Maybe instead of doing it right when I get home from work, I will wait until Hubz comes home then lock the door.  Because Sammy is barking because we are all upstairs and he isn't.  Ben, well, he is just Ben.  And Maddy playing her game on the computer is the first thing she does when we get home.  Hmmmmm.

Do any of you meditate?  Tell me how it is working for you.

I Confessed

I finally confessed to my shrink that I stopped taking the Zoloft. 

He wasn't mad.  I was expecting him to yell at me or something, but no.  He said that was the one out of my three meds that would have been the best to stop if I were to stop anything.  Whew!

I told him that I don't feel like a complete and total zombie anymore.  I feel like myself again.  Finally. 

He was pleased!

Coooooold

It is only 17 degrees (feels like 6) in my neck of the woods.  With all of this coldness, where on earth is the snow?

Last week we got a little snow that turned out to be a big dirty white nothing.  Needless to say, the kids and I were a bit disappointed.  They are ready to bundle up and make a snowman!!

I am ready for a big white snow day, where I have off, Hubz has off, and the kids have off from school.  The kind where the kids go out and come back in with red cheeks wanting some hot chocolate.  Me wearing bummy clothes and just cuddling up and reading a book.  Doesn't that sound good?

Hopefully we have one of those this winter.  With all of this global warming going on, who the heck knows. 

Lips Malloy

Poor Ben.  He keeps getting a case of "the lips".  Even the doctor gave us some goo to put on them to make it better, but no luck so far, and that was given to us on Thursday night!  Poor guy!

We keep calling him "lips" or "lips malloy", and boy does he hate it.  "STOP CALLING ME LIPS"  he will say. 

We have been putting some stuff on them called Aquafor.  Not working. 

I think I am just going to use the Neosporin again.  It worked last time.

OH I just wanted to put a cute pic of my sweet Benny on here, and having the "lips" is the perfect excuse!