Mommy Guilt

Hank's class is having their fall celebration this afternoon, and since I'll be at work, I will have to miss it.

My case of 'Mommy Guilt' is pretty high today.

Walter

How can this sweet face give me such attitude?

Hank has been channeling the Jeff Dunham character, Walter. My sweet, easy-going, freckleface, cuddlebug has turned into a grouchy, belligerent, old man with a bad attitude! It's driving me crazy! Our biggest, on-going battle has been over underwear! Hank, aka Walter, has given me nine kinds of grief about his underwear lately. They are too tight, they aren't comfortable, he doesn't like the color, they aren't soft enough.

I have bought this child at least ten new pair in three different styles of underwear the past few weeks. He has plenty to choose from, yet, every morning we fuss & argue over his drawers!

He will cross his arms, mumble something along the lines of, "Stupid underwear are too tight. Mom can't buy the right ones, (grumble grumble grumble).. I hate these underwear, Stupid underwear, (grumble grumble grumble).........."

I think he should be Walter for Halloween instead of Indiana Jones. I bet Indiana Jones wouldn't have attitude over his underwear!

"You want to go to the gym at 4am? Are you nuts?"

Last night, Joe & I went and joined the gym. We've been talking about it for a few months, and really, I was putting it off because I wasn't sure how much it would be every month. But, I lucked out and was able to get a corporate discount for being a county employee. Sweet! I was able to get a family membership for a very reasonable price. So, now the whole crew can go and workout and swim. We're just trying to decide when we can go. The ideal time for me would be at 4am when it's not crowded, and before the day gets started. Our nights are so busy with trying to fix dinner, soccer practice, wrestling practice, get homework done, get housework done, get Hank in bed at a reasonable time--it's hectic! I just don't know if I can pry Joe's butt up that early to go to the gym! He's not quite the morning person that I am. So, we'll see how this works out next week.

The Deployed Husband Card....

There are certain times and situations where the 'Deployed Husband Card' can be played. And, when used correctly, it is a very effective move. But, military wives need to be careful when playing this card because it may not always work in their favor!

I had a military wife try and play the card on me yesterday! Me? Of all people! I had to laugh. She did not get my sympathy. Instead, she got a "Honey, you're barking up the wrong tree! I've been there, done that and have the tee shirt to prove it! I'm sorry he's deployed, but that is not a good enough reason for YOU to screw up!"

Here's what happened... a few weeks ago, Hank was doing a fundraiser for the school by selling items from a catalog (magazines, frozen pretzels, candy, etc.) and the items were supposed to be picked up yesterday afternoon at the school. So, at 2:10, the president of the PTA calls me to tell me that Hank's items weren't processed and obviously didn't get delivered. They would be in next week. When I'm questioning her as to why this was just now discovered, she replies with, "It's my fault. I'm sorry. My husband is deployed to Afghanistan and I'm just going crazy! I just completely missed processing a bunch of orders"

Oh, really? So, because your husband is gone, your PTA duties fall short and you don't do your job? Not an excuse in my book. Come to find out, she didn't process half of the fifth grade orders, a class in third grade, and for whatever reason, a few in first grade. How do you miss this?

Like I said, there are times and situations that the 'deployed husband card' works very well, and when used on the right person is quite effective. You just need to know when to use it! Unfortunately for her, yesterday was not the time, and I was not the right person! I appreciate what she's doing for the school, and I most definitely appreciate what her husband is doing. It is very hard to balance kids, volunteering, work and having a spouse deployed, I know this. I've done this. I'm not trying to take that away or make light of it, I just think Ms. PTA needs a lesson on when to play 'the card'..........

Tired of being tired.....

I went back to the doctor on Monday for a follow-up on my thyroid. I knew my levels were still off, and I was right. She called me today and has increased the dosage of my medicine. I can look at a list of symptoms for Hypothyroidism and I have every single one. I didn't know the thyroid could send so much out of whack. At this point I think I have the metabolic rate of a slug. I stay so tired. I think I could drink a half-gallon of 5 Hour Energy and still go to bed at nine o'clock.

I'm really hoping that increasing my medicine will help and I'll start feeling better.

Is my butt really that big??

It's time to go on a diet! I've known this for quite some time, yet, I still go to bed every night thinking I will wake up in the morning 25 pounds lighter. It hasn't happened. And, let's be real, it won't. I'd like to completely blame my thyroid for my weight gain, and even though that has something to do with it, it's not the only reason that my clothes don't fit, and that the scale oinks when I step on it!


Today, I happened to be in the bathroom and caught a side glimpse, and I thought, "Is my butt REALLY that big?"... at first I thought it may just be the dress I have on. But, it's not. I can show a movie on my ass! It's that big. And, just to be safe--I am never wearing this dress again. Oh, and I'm going to remind my best friend of her duties when we shop. She was with me when I bought it, she should have said, "Ummm, yes! Your butt looks huge. You look like Mrs. Potatohead--Go find something else!"


I guess I'll dig out my Jillian Michaels DVD and start putting myself through hell every day. For the record, Jillian Michaels is a mean, horrible woman who likes to torture poor fat girls like me. The last time I did her DVD for a few days, I could barely walk down the stairs. Every muscle in my legs felt as if they were on fire. It was awful. And, the damn DVD has been sitting on the bookcase ever since just collecting dust, and all the while, my butt just kept getting bigger and bigger. It's not just my butt that has gotten big, either. I swear, I think even my ankles are fat.


So, it's time to put my big girl panties on (literally!) and do something about my ever growing jean size!

Pay Attention in the Kitchen!

I would consider myself a pretty good cook, and I manage in the kitchen quite well. I've had my share of successes and disasters. I think my disasters come from not paying enough attention. There was the time I put the cordless phone in the freezer, and didn't have a clue to where it was until I heard the phone ringing, and when I realized it was coming from the freezer, I thought surely not. But, yes.. there was the phone. There was the time I screwed up a No-Bake Dessert because I didn't read the directions all the way. I've screwed up N0-Bake Cookies. Still not sure on that. There was the infamous garlic lasagna! I added the garlic powder at least four times! It was horrible. I'm trying to think of other examples where I wasn't paying enough attention in the kitchen. Yesterday, is the most current example. After I came in from work, I decided I'd make another pumpkin cake w/the yummiest cinnamon cream cheese frosting. I had put the cake mix in the bowl, opened the cabinet, grabbed the cinnamon and added some to the mix. Then, I thought..."Hmmm, that doesn't smell like cinnamon!"...and when I looked at the spice container, it was Soul Seasoning! Oh, snap. I dumped the soul seasoning infused cake mix into the trash and started over. I didn't have another yellow cake mix, just white, so I had to wing it. But, I have to say, it turned out great. The homemade cream cheese frosting is my favorite part. I could just sit there with the bowl and spoon. It's delicious. Unfortunately, it just adds even more dimples to my thighs, so I try to stop after just one spoonful.

Tuesday's Thoughts

1. My office is freezing! My hands feel like ice, and I think my toes are numb. I'd have the maintenance man turn the heat on, but it's supposed to be back up to 83 by the end of the week.

2. The problem with making hot chocolate at work is that I don't have marshmallows. Or whipcream. I do have, however, my coffee mug that my friend brought me from her trip to Hawaii. It's bright yellow and has flipflops all over it. I love that mug. But, I still wish I had marshmallows.

3. Taking the high-road and being the better person is not always easy, but it sure does feel good. And, I'm proud of myself for doing it!

4. I miss my sisters. They only live 45 minutes away, but I miss them terribly.

5. All the phones in my office should have Caller IQ... that way I'd know how stupid the person is before I answer.

Miss Cellphone, let me introduce you to Dr. Pepper...

Friday night, Maria & I went to the movies to see "You Again" that stars Jamie Lee Curtis, Sigourney Weaver, and Kristin Bell. It was cute. I thought Jamie Lee Curtis looked beautiful. Maria and I usually take our drinks and snacks to the movies with us. We stop at the Dollar Tree, grab a box of Raisinettes and a 20 oz drink. We're cheap, what can I say! I'd much rather pay $2 than the $5.50 at the theatre. We put out treats in our purses, and when the lights dim, we get our goodies out and snack away. This is what we did on Friday.
At the end of the movie, I put my Dr. Pepper bottle back into my purse, and the lid wasn't on good! It spilled all over my cellphone! And, my wallet, my lipgloss, my hairbrush, etc.
But--my cellphone? Oh snap. I took napkins and dried it off the best that I could. I thought it was okay, but then my screen wasn't working right. I tried to dry it some more, and that didn't seem to help either. As of right now, my phone is sitting in a baggie full of rice. I'm hoping and praying that the rice will pull the moisture out and that it will be fine. When I looked at it earlier, the water damage indicator hadn't turned orange, so I'm taking that as a positive sign. I think to be safe, I'll order a new battery and let the phone stay in the rice for a few more days.
Luckily, I still have my old phone. I was able to take my SIM card out and put it in the old phone. I can't imagine what I would have done if I didn't have a back-up. I would have been lost, and crazy. I would have been at the AT & T store the minute they opened, begging them for a new phone.