Well, it is an entirely different night. The silence is actually real. Both kids are asleep. I just have to say, I am so much better at an easy bedtime than anyone else in this house! HA. Last night Miss Molly ended up going and going and going until about 9 (2 hours after bedtime). Good thing I was not taking care of her, but then again, if I was taking care of her it would not have happened like that anyway.
I did manage to get my hair chopped off, not as chopped as I would like, but about four inches. I think I will head back in for more chopping. I have had as many as three haircuts in a week before because I had not enough chopping.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Quote for the Day
Stole this one:
Going to church does not make you a Christian, just like standing in a garage does not make you a car.
Going to church does not make you a Christian, just like standing in a garage does not make you a car.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Silence
The kids are in bed and hopefully sleeping! I already have everything completed for my night and now I have found something else for me to do. This I like though. I even got in a nap today. Byron came home very early and took the kids to the beach with the dog. I laid on my bed all but 15 minutes of the entire time they were gone. It felt so good. I think considering that I did not sleep from about 7 am on Saturday until 10 pm on Sunday, I really needed it.
Here I am back to the old crap. I am too old to stay up all night. I did it, I had a lot, A LOT of fun doing it, but I am paying for it. My nose is not snotty yet, but my throat has been sore since. I have popped more vitamins in the last two days than in the last few months in the hopes that I can stave off this "lack of bodily care" induced sickness. It seems to be working though, knock on wood. The sore throat is usually already into the head cold by now if it is coming.
Oh yeah, the all nighter....my friend had a birthday party in Malibu Lake this weekend. It was at a beautiful house with a large pool and a fun hot tub in the rock landscape. Four bands played, friends with restaurants catered, friends that run fishing businesses brought fresh fish, and we danced, and danced, and talked, and swam, and laughed our asses off (ok, mine will take more than one night of laughing, but it is just an expression). The keg for some reason did not last very long. It is a good thing I am very educated on these matters and had stocked a cooler that was locked in a truck with beer for such emergencies. I believe I slowed down in between 4-6 a.m. until we headed to the grocery store for breakfast and Bloody Mary mix. At that point we all formed a team and are now talking about what our t-shirts will look like. We decided on green with the number 28 on them. Zack (my friend and neighbor) knows and explained about the number, but I do not remember the significance. I am not sure either of the significance of the team itself, but it was sounding fun at the time. One of the bands, Zippy Josh, left their lead singer and guitar player at the party the night before, so we all had the pleasure of laying around for a few more hours listening to Josh play. Zippy Josh is on myspace if you want to check them out. It was weird waking up on Monday and not having any music around. Josh put down his guitar for only about 1.5 hours all day, to eat, use the restroom and get in the hot tub again. Hot tubs are the best when you are aching.
OK, they are not sleeping. They have been up a few times now. I let Byron decide how to put them to bed and here they are up a half hour late. Molly had no nap today either and they both have school early in the morning. I looked up the damn sleep guidelines for children (obviously, I know they do not apply to me, based on my behavior) and it said that kids 2-12 need 11-12 hours per day in order to function well. I need them sleeping that long too in order to function well.
Crappy to say, but one of the best things about this weekend is I was on my own. I did not have to deal one moment with the ass. I know there used to be a time when we agreed on at least sex, since we have two kids, but now there is nothing at all we agree on.
I am hitting a bitter stage again, I think because I would like to be less lonely in the adult realm. I have my few close girlfriends, but did I mention sex. My imagination is not as good as it takes to go this long by myself. I never thought that I was a sex crazed person, but I guess that was because I was not a sex deprived person. It is making me even more grumpy than usual. Let's add to that the not drinking wine whenever I want to and I am becoming a big bitch. I think whatever it was I used to smoke also helped me in the bitch department. I still feel that I am winning the war though since most of my bitchiness is kept in my head, when more comes out that stays in happens, then I will really worry. I am trying to use the word bitch or some variation of it as much as I can, but I am running out of ideas and thinking about TV.
Here I am back to the old crap. I am too old to stay up all night. I did it, I had a lot, A LOT of fun doing it, but I am paying for it. My nose is not snotty yet, but my throat has been sore since. I have popped more vitamins in the last two days than in the last few months in the hopes that I can stave off this "lack of bodily care" induced sickness. It seems to be working though, knock on wood. The sore throat is usually already into the head cold by now if it is coming.
Oh yeah, the all nighter....my friend had a birthday party in Malibu Lake this weekend. It was at a beautiful house with a large pool and a fun hot tub in the rock landscape. Four bands played, friends with restaurants catered, friends that run fishing businesses brought fresh fish, and we danced, and danced, and talked, and swam, and laughed our asses off (ok, mine will take more than one night of laughing, but it is just an expression). The keg for some reason did not last very long. It is a good thing I am very educated on these matters and had stocked a cooler that was locked in a truck with beer for such emergencies. I believe I slowed down in between 4-6 a.m. until we headed to the grocery store for breakfast and Bloody Mary mix. At that point we all formed a team and are now talking about what our t-shirts will look like. We decided on green with the number 28 on them. Zack (my friend and neighbor) knows and explained about the number, but I do not remember the significance. I am not sure either of the significance of the team itself, but it was sounding fun at the time. One of the bands, Zippy Josh, left their lead singer and guitar player at the party the night before, so we all had the pleasure of laying around for a few more hours listening to Josh play. Zippy Josh is on myspace if you want to check them out. It was weird waking up on Monday and not having any music around. Josh put down his guitar for only about 1.5 hours all day, to eat, use the restroom and get in the hot tub again. Hot tubs are the best when you are aching.
OK, they are not sleeping. They have been up a few times now. I let Byron decide how to put them to bed and here they are up a half hour late. Molly had no nap today either and they both have school early in the morning. I looked up the damn sleep guidelines for children (obviously, I know they do not apply to me, based on my behavior) and it said that kids 2-12 need 11-12 hours per day in order to function well. I need them sleeping that long too in order to function well.
Crappy to say, but one of the best things about this weekend is I was on my own. I did not have to deal one moment with the ass. I know there used to be a time when we agreed on at least sex, since we have two kids, but now there is nothing at all we agree on.
I am hitting a bitter stage again, I think because I would like to be less lonely in the adult realm. I have my few close girlfriends, but did I mention sex. My imagination is not as good as it takes to go this long by myself. I never thought that I was a sex crazed person, but I guess that was because I was not a sex deprived person. It is making me even more grumpy than usual. Let's add to that the not drinking wine whenever I want to and I am becoming a big bitch. I think whatever it was I used to smoke also helped me in the bitch department. I still feel that I am winning the war though since most of my bitchiness is kept in my head, when more comes out that stays in happens, then I will really worry. I am trying to use the word bitch or some variation of it as much as I can, but I am running out of ideas and thinking about TV.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
2nd Job
Busy, busy, busy. I have been quite neglectful toward my blog. Kindergarten has become my second job.
Monday, October 02, 2006
83%
I received 83%, for a low B grade on my HOE 101 assigned. I cut out for about 8 hours of time to myself and sleep in my own warm bed. Dang it is getting cold here in CA at night. I am already missing summer. The entire experience was better than I thought though and I did it all myself, which is the best part. I packed, set up the condo, blew up the beds, tore down, and everything in between. I was with two other women, though, that were encouraging and fun to be with. My favorite part was breakfast. I ate a bagel with peanut butter and a banana smashed on it. I have not had peanut butter and banana in a long time. I forgot how good it was.
Speaking of good, I have stuffed green peppers ready to go into the oven for dinner. Yummy! I have started adding cream cheese to the stuffing. Why is everything so good so bad? Damn double edge sword! I spoke with my Monkey friend today. She made ice cream with berries and cream cheese yesterday. I would have driven the two hours to her house just to taste it if I would have known! She said it tasted just like cheesecake.
I think I am PMSing. I am not getting full when I eat and I am obsessing about food. I also have a new blemish on my chin and am fighting away bitchiness. I think maybe there are only about two days in the month when my hormone levels are "normal". Being a woman is wonderful because, well for one, multiple orgasms, for two and so on.....being more mature, building babies, close open friendships, more rationality than the opposite sex (not saying though how much or little each has), in general, I just believe we are the tougher sex, but then here comes the hormones. Let me say it again, double edge sword.
I am working hard on fitting into my new little red dress for Jenny F's wedding, so I will have to be hypervigilant and get on down to the store for some sort of control garment. I believe my grandma called it a girdle. Victoria Secret, though, changed the fashion and now it is not called a girdle because that is not cool enough. What about walks like a duck, is a duck? On that one though, Molly walks like a pidgeon and she is a girl.
My sister and her husband brought their boys out this weekend to say hi. It was nice to visit. Molly actually had clothes on and Jill talked her into a pony tail. My friend and neighbor, who sees Molly everyday did not even recognize her. He told his wife my sister's baby was so cute. Ummm...that's Molly, my sister has boys and you have know her since she was a few months old! It is amazing what a little hair do and a dress can do for someone. Maybe I should head out and get my hair chopped off. I have been thinking about it, but it has not stuck with me yet. It is close to time though. Long hair is so easy though, put it up, let it hang, short hair you have to actually do something with, dry, curl, whatever.
Speaking of good, I have stuffed green peppers ready to go into the oven for dinner. Yummy! I have started adding cream cheese to the stuffing. Why is everything so good so bad? Damn double edge sword! I spoke with my Monkey friend today. She made ice cream with berries and cream cheese yesterday. I would have driven the two hours to her house just to taste it if I would have known! She said it tasted just like cheesecake.
I think I am PMSing. I am not getting full when I eat and I am obsessing about food. I also have a new blemish on my chin and am fighting away bitchiness. I think maybe there are only about two days in the month when my hormone levels are "normal". Being a woman is wonderful because, well for one, multiple orgasms, for two and so on.....being more mature, building babies, close open friendships, more rationality than the opposite sex (not saying though how much or little each has), in general, I just believe we are the tougher sex, but then here comes the hormones. Let me say it again, double edge sword.
I am working hard on fitting into my new little red dress for Jenny F's wedding, so I will have to be hypervigilant and get on down to the store for some sort of control garment. I believe my grandma called it a girdle. Victoria Secret, though, changed the fashion and now it is not called a girdle because that is not cool enough. What about walks like a duck, is a duck? On that one though, Molly walks like a pidgeon and she is a girl.
My sister and her husband brought their boys out this weekend to say hi. It was nice to visit. Molly actually had clothes on and Jill talked her into a pony tail. My friend and neighbor, who sees Molly everyday did not even recognize her. He told his wife my sister's baby was so cute. Ummm...that's Molly, my sister has boys and you have know her since she was a few months old! It is amazing what a little hair do and a dress can do for someone. Maybe I should head out and get my hair chopped off. I have been thinking about it, but it has not stuck with me yet. It is close to time though. Long hair is so easy though, put it up, let it hang, short hair you have to actually do something with, dry, curl, whatever.
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