Holiday Wrap Up

ahhh... if you know me then you know about my tumultuous relationship with two certain people in my life.  This holiday season did not disappoint.  Some highlights:

• when I was in the garage, one said person told my 3 year old that I was gone and not coming back.  That's a great example of some FINE parenting!
• the other said person got entirely pissed off when I asked said person to grill up some turkey burgers for the 3 kids in attendance for xmas eve dinner.  "It was not planned" he said.  This is whilst I have spent the WHOLE day cooking up a special xmas eve dinner.  The rest of the evening was completely clouded by his bad mood and attitude.  My friend and I were very uncomfortable the rest of the evening.  Thanks for a GREAT xmas eve!
• one said person, who happened to get an ipad for xmas (I gave it early b/c I was so excited to give it) ignored the kids from the moment said ipad was opened.  Nice.
• other said person fed their dog bites of everything from their plate, but lost his mind when my 2 year old gave the dog a cracker.
• same said person cared more about the bowels of said dog more than having fun with children.

Why does ANY of this surprise me?  I'm not, it's just that time after time I have hope that "this time" will be different.  WRONG again!  

This year my goal is to stand up more to the insanity and only worry about my kids and myself.  When will I learn?  Am I able to get away from it without causing world war 3?  

On another note.

I am proud to say that I have wrapped up (technically tomorrow will be the last day) 41 weeks of project life (I started late, but once I started I kept going) and plan to start a fresh year of PL with 2013. It's a really great and EASY way to document your life and hardly takes any time at all, but the results are so cool.  If you want to know more, just let me know.

On yet another note...

My "one little word" for 2013 is going to be FRESH.  Unless I think of a better one in2 days.

• FRESH start
• FRESH new attitude
• eat more FRESH and natural vs. processed foods
• FRESH beginning to a new chapter in my life.
• FRESH.

What's YOUR "one little word?"

I've had many thoughts...

It's been awhile, I know... but don't be scared... I haven't stopped thinking... I seriously just don't have time.  I don't know where these wonder-women find the time to take care of kids, work full time, clean the house, cook, do laundry and BLOG!  And especially during this time of year, where you add Christmas shopping to that list.  Oh, did I mention SLEEP?  I'm one of THOSE people that actually NEEDS sleep.  I function best on 8 hours.

I spent all day yesterday cleaning the freaking house.  The right way.  You know, floorboards and fan blades, and well, you know.  I am pooped!  I haven't even finished.  I have one more bathroom to do.  And I am procrastinating by blogging.

I actually took a mental health day today.  I TRULY do have this killer headache, but I needed some sleep.  UGH.  But I am up now and will attack that bathroom, and the 976 other things on my to do list.

One of my "thoughts" included this errand I ran last weekend (I do think about this blog all of the time)...

I am a recycler.  Besides helping the Earth, I like money.  And guess what?  Recycling can make you money!!

See...

don't even start on my Diet Pepsi addiction or bottles water thing.  I KNOW, I KNOW.  One thing at a time, ok?

another one for Jean

actually this would pertain to almost all of my close friends... it is pretty much a requirement in the friendship contract that you make fun of people right along side me...

When did I get like this?

Oh, the day Greyson was born.

This is for Jean

are YOU up for the challenge?

So, right before Thanksgiving I was challenged to run (walk) a mile a day from Thanksgiving until Christmas. I thought "no sweat."
As of today I have run (walked) a total of 1.5 miles.  I just started yesterday.

Clearly I was not motivated.  I am now, because after that 1.5 miles I already felt skinnier.  This is great!

Yes,  I wore jean shorts.  What evs!

Punch Love Drunk? I wish.

Someone at work called me "punchy" about 5 minutes ago.  I am going to choose to take that as a compliment.  When life hands you lemons, you make lemonade, right?  When life hands me a douche-bag for an ex-husband FOB (father of the babies) I get punchy.  My only other option is to cry and I refuse to allow that DB to have that privilege.



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I'm. SO. Tired.

I love my monkies and all, but if they don't stop waking up at 4 a.m. or sooner, I may be forced to sell them to the gypsies.  Just sayin'.

Atten-TION!

If you know what muster means, or if you've ever submitted a chit... then you deserve to be celebrated today....

Clearly this isn't working...

So I have come to terms that these blogs posts are NOT going to write themselves.  Trust me when I tell you... I am constantly thinking up blog posts.  Always.  I'll be driving and say to myself "self- this thought is a great blog post" and then life happens and I forget what I ate for breakfast and the rest is history.  SO.... once I catch you up on the happenings of me, myself, and my littles, I am going to approach this blog thing in a whole new way.  I am just gonna post comments or thoughts as they come to me.  Not necessarily a long ass story or life-changing post... just whatever.  I think I have always put the pressure on myself to post meaty, juicy, long posts and just never got around to it.  So, to catch you up on the last 6+ months... here goes:

• I am divorced.  It will be "final" in March.  At which point the courts stressed to me is when and only when I can then get re-married.  I say... hold your horses there county clerk, you think I'm gonna jump into this shit that fast?  Ha!
• My BABY turned 2.
• Both boys started school in that they go to a private, Catholic school (PayPal donations to the right please).  I actually LOVE the school and they are both absolutely THRIVING!!!
• Jack literally just transitioned into a toddler bed last night.
• Greyson has two girls he refers to as "his ladies."
• I did my 9th annual Nike Women's 1/2 Marathon a few weeks ago.
• I still work where I've always worked.
• We've been to several birthday parties.  Our social calendar is usually pretty full.
• My mom has come to visit several times.
• I turned another year older.  No need to name any numbers here.
• I'm on the PTG, am a room-mom, and am on several committees at the boys' school.
• I got a KICK-ASS tattoo....

Happy 1/2 Birthday little one!

Jack Jack is now a year AND a half.  OMG... where has the time gone?  And here he is... BUSTED because he climbed up onto the booster seat all by himself.  He like to live life on the edge!

on a *lighter* note

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seriously though...

this is a hard post to post b/c it's just sad.  I don't have many readers out there so I feel ok "airing my dirty laundry" on this blog...but mainly I just need an outlet to talk/write about what is going on with me lately.  A year ago I "scheduled" that triplet ultrasound photo as an April Fool's gag... telling the world I am expecting triplets...  not knowing that a year later "then there were three" would take on a whole new meaning.  What I am trying to spit out is that I have made a life changing decision to separate from my husband, so now it's me and the boys... the three of us.  Granted, they see him all of the time, but now I define my family as a family of three.  I don't want to bash the hubs or anything and nothing is legal... we are "trying" this separation to see what happens.  Clearly if all parties are happier apart, then we would move forward with the legal stuff.  I don't want to make any rash decisions.  I certainly would never regret getting married to him... because of him I have the two most amazing boys ever... and they are who they are because of the exact combination of the two of us.  However, he and I just don't work as a couple.  We've been forcing it and it is just not working.  We don't fight, we don't argue... he's actually a good guy- would give me the shirt off his back and jump in front of a train for us... but we are just SOOOOOOOOOOO different.  There are no sparks.  There is no fun.  We don't talk at all.  We don't laugh.  I was once told that I am very motivated by fun... there's some personality test or something that describes what you are motivated by and mine was fun.  I get that.  Especially now.  Fun used to make me think of "not serious" and that someone motivated by fun was just a goof off, but I DO like to have fun and I think that even in the worst of situations a little fun (sarcastic maybe) can be had.  I figure, when something goes sour, I have 2 choices.  I can laugh about it or I can cry about it... I'd rather laugh.  

So... this has been the first week of this separation and it's been tough getting used to a new routine... but I have to believe that I have a right to be happy and to laugh and find joy in every day.  I want that for him too.  I most especially want it for the boys.  If that means having two happy but separate parents, instead of having parents that are together but not having fun or finding joy, then it needs to be separate.  They deserve to learn what happy is.

I am trying to get my happy back.

I am trying to get a fresh start.

Bear with me.  This is all new to me.  Well, technically not new to me since I am a child of divorce.  If it comes to that I SWEAR I will do everything in my power to make it peaceful.  I SWEAR.

and then there were three....

St. Patrick's Day...

I hope you catch a leprechaun... I sure know WE are going to try.  I'll let you know how it works out.

Happy *LEAP* Day + Kewpie Dolls

Happy LEAP day! I promised Greyson he could jump on the bed as much as he wants today because it's LEAP day, a.k.a. JUMP day. Gotta make it fun for the kiddos, right?

So, does JackJack look like a Kewpie doll or what? See for yourself.
This is a Kewpie doll...


This is Jack...


Other than the ugly wallpaper, you can barely tell the difference, right?


Oh, and Whitney Houston is still dead... get over it! When was her last hit song anyway? Sheesh!

celebrate love's birthday

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, YO.



image via:http://www.etsy.com/listing/72097091/valentines-day-greeting-card-back-alley

I did it!

I finally did something with all of my g-mails... my in-box is empty! I love it.

*3 minutes later*
Shit, that didn't last long.

New goal for myself. Read it, delete it.
Or file it.
Unsubscribe from junk.

Hip Hip Hooray for Greyson

Happy Birthday to my first born. To my "practice" kid (LOL). To my sure to be Type "A" (according to birth order, blah blah blah). You are an amazing guy. I am so proud of you for so many reasons. I am honored to be your mama. You bring joy and love to this world in a way that it will never know. You are sweet and shy at first. You are empathetic and loving. You are hilarious like a mini Jimmy Kimmel. You are so handsome/adorable and sure to be a heart-throb when you get older. You are a charmer. And a negotiater. I am no contest to your negotiation tools (sweet voice, manners)... who could resist? You like to be bossy. You love your brother and make him laugh all of the time. You are the twinkle in his eye... yes sireee you are! He adores you. I mean, so does everyone else that crosses your path.

You can be stubburn and moody (and I mean from 0-60 in a second!), but you usually recover with a little space. You give hugs, say sorry, share and help. You're a talker and I love it! I could do without the repeating over and over of the same statement/question... but I know you are just practicing!

We are celebrating today with a gathering of all superheros, in your honor. I hope you enjoy your party. I love you stronger than Superman!~

this is SO Jean!

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?QUE?

I have some Spanish neighbors that live across the street from me who always smile and wave when I see them. I always smile and wave back but I truly always wanted to yell “Hola!” to them like I see people do on television and in movies. HOWEVER, other than the basic.... and I mean BASICS... I suck at Spanish. I'm ever so slightly better than the average non-Spanish speaking gringo, only because I had a Mexican nanny for my boys for about 6 months and I was forced to communicate with her SOMEHOW if I wanted my kids to eat... so I learned a few more words, but I KNOW my grammar is awful. Soooo...I’m pretty self-conscious about speaking any foreign language in public. All this changed the other day when I OD'd on sleeping "aids" and NyQuil and I went out to my car to get something and I looked across the street just as my neighbor was walking to his car. I threw caution to the wind, threw up my hand and yelled “HOLA!” He smiled, threw up his hand and said “Hello! How are you?” I thought for a second and I yelled “Beuno! Beuno!” I. Was. On. Fire. I started thinking that maybe I’d move to New York and get a job at the United Nations as a translator.

I then quickly blurted out ”Feliz Navidad!” just like in that song. He said “Merry Christmas!” I just kind of stood there thinking while he stood beside his car. I was all out of Spanish because my Ambien-soaked mind could not come up with “adios” and all I could think of was #5 from my favorite Mexican restaurant, ”chimichanga” and I knew that couldn’t be right. He stood there waiting, because I’m pretty certain I had my mouth open like I was going to say something and then it hit me- WAIT. Is he even Spanish?! FUCK NO. The Spanish people live in the house beside him!

So I said “Umm, okay, goodbye” and quickly turned and ran into the house.

Happy 2012

O.M.G.

Seriously. I know it’s been a heck of a long time since I last blogged but these last few weeks/months have been a whirlwind! I can’t believe the holidays have come and gone. HAPPY 2012 everybody!

I am thankful for my healthy, happy family and what a great holiday we all had. The boys were spoiled… no surprise and I got to see my family back in Michigan. I haven’t “home” for Christmas in at LEAST 10 years. It was so cool!
The boys met their cousins and enjoyed playing with the. They enjoyed their first experience with snow. I think they had a blast.
We had a small hick-up in coming home (San Diego, home) from Michigan when we got to Denver. We knew we had a 4 hour layover, but we didn’t know that 4 hours would turn into 48 hours. It was an adventure to say the least and we survived it! It is good to be back to a normal routine and our own beds! We kicked off the new year in a bad way, so it can only get better from here, right?

Here’s to a great 2012. Good things are on the horizon… I can feel it! Let’s Go already!