Tuesday, April 29, 2008

poison control???

I woke up Saturday morning being handed a bottle of Spider Man gummy vitamins by my son. He was asking for two of them. I look at the bottle, I look at him, I look at the bottle again and in my groggy state of half sleep, I realize that this was the same bottle I had purchased just the night before. This is important because there were only two vitamins left! Out of SIXTY!! Yes, Little Prince ate 58 gummy vitamins on Saturday morning!!!!

Quick, I dial poison control and go through the list of ingredients and thank GOD, there was NO iron --- my cheapness paid off! The very sweet lady at poison control did, however, tell me that he is not to have another vitamin for two months!!! For those of you who don't have the number posted - here's poison control, I now have it in my cell phone. It's 1-800-222-1222. Hope you never have to use it - although, I will confess...Little Prince is 5 and I've had to call at least four times! Boys will be boys.

So, that was Saturday. We sailed through the rest of the weekend and on Monday morning Little Prince was screaming in pain and holding his ear. Full blown ear infection, so I have him home from school today and this is my first opportunity to even sit down at the computer.

Any good news to report? Well, I submitted Princess K to a couple of modeling agencies and so far, of the five - three want to see her, so I'll keep you posted on all that! Very exciting.

Fill me in on your lives....I miss hearing from you.

Happy Tuesday.

Monday, April 21, 2008

and the search begins...

My kids have been AWFUL today. And I really, really mean AWFUL. Constant hitting, screaming and gnashing of teeth -- and that's just ME. Kidding, of course. But seriously, they seem to be going through this horrible phase of not getting along and it's beginning to send me over the edge. The big problem for me today has been that it's sooooo stinking HOT and since I ripped a contact lens, I have no sunglasses to wear that are prescription so when I'm outside, I'm in physical pain! So, I'm making them stay indoors. I know, NOT a good idea. They need out. They need to go play in the hose, or run around the cul-de-sac. Right now, though, I have each of them laying in separate rooms watching a movie. Little Prince - Ratatouille and Princess K - Polar Express. Maybe, just maybe, someone will get a nap out of this and if I am included, all the better!

On another note, I've started the dreaded job search. Resumes being emailed. Phone calls being made. All with my children SCREAMING in the background. Nothing says "professional" like two kids yelling over gummies in the background, right? Maybe if I can get them to shut up in twenty seconds or less I'll be considered for a management position. One can only hope.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

for real....are you kidding me?!?!

I went to the salon yesterday for some highlights. It's been awhile and I was officially a brunette again...can't remember the last time I was a brunette. Anyways, as she's putting the lovely foils on my head, my hairdresser Nicole, starts yanking on this hair on top of my head.

ME: Um, is everything okay?
HER: Um, yeah, just trying to pull out this gray hair
ME: WHAT???!!???
HER: It's just one, but it's curly and doesn't want to come out (as she continues to yank away at my head)
She then hands me the "gray hair" like it's a collector's item, or something to be put under my pillow. Maybe if I had put it under my pillow last night I would've awoken to a new item of jewelry or something...maybe? Nah. I didn't think so.

Anyways, this "gray" hair was NOT gray. In fact, it was WHITE and coarse and curly. Does this mean that I now have to maintain constant color? Yepper. Ugh. It just keeps getting worse for me.

So, here's hoping your gray is covered - mine is, for now.

Happy Monday!!

Monday, April 14, 2008

thanks Nickelodeon, thanks!

Okay, for starters -- I had THE MOST BESTEST BIRTHDAY, well, probably EVER!! I've never felt so loved, so appreciated and so liked. Thank you to all of you who sent me text messages and emails on the big day. Each and every one made me smile.

But onto more serious matters....have ANY of you seen the commercials for the Buxton over the shoulder organizer?? You know, the one that helps you find things in a flash???? Yes....that one. Well, my son, Little Prince, thinks I need to have one of those stylish "handbags" (that's what HE calls it).Photobucket
Yep, that's me modeling the high fashion Buxton leather organizer - be sure to click on the picture so you can see it in its entirety! It's lovely. It holds an umbrella, all your credit cards, even a bottle of water! The reason my son knows every selling point of the Buxton?? Because Nickelodeon is EVIL. Evil, evil, evil. For some reason, they think it's a good idea to advertise for 70 year old women's handbags during the cartoon hours! Obviously it's working though, because my five year old knows that this handbag is JUST what I need to "find things in a flash!"

The other item he's dying for me to buy are Sketchers - so we "don't let laces slow you down!" Meanwhile, my little giant of a boy wears wide shoes and Sketchers do not come in wide widths so I had to spend twenty minutes convincing him that the Champions from Payless were just as cool!!! Thanks again, Nickelodeon!!

Monday, April 07, 2008

but I'm going to be 40....

I wanna begin this post by saying a big Thank You to all of you who have written the sweetest emails and comments on my last post. I truly appreciate all of the encouraging words, really, I do. So, THANK YOU!!!!

This is a weird week for me. As some of you know, I will be turning 33 on Wednesday - the 9th. Yep, the big 3-3. It's kind-of surreal. I can honestly say that I never thought I'd live to be this old. Is that strange? Not that some horrible accident or disease would take me, but just that 33 was OLD. My mother had me when she was 17 so when she was 33, I was 16, which, I guess to a 16 year old - 33 IS old, right?

I know they say forty is the new thirty and fifty is the new forty and so on and so on, BUT, this birthday is different....I'm not only IN my thirties, but I'm inching so much closer to that forty mark. Yes, in seven years (insert line from When Harry Met Sally), but I can see it on the horizon. AND, the fact that my babies are now five and three?!?!? When did that happen???? If the next five years go as quickly as the past five years - then forty is literally, like next week.

And I know we shouldn't get caught up on what number we are, but how we feel, etc., but, people do judge you based on that number. I'm at that age where I may not be as cool as I think I am. I may actually be a big dork and what makes me even dorkier is the fact that I haven't realized it yet!

Remember how we used to say to our friends, "if I ever wear _____, please put me in the home"?? Well, remember how we used to peg our pants?? Yep, it's coming back. PEGGED PANTS? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?????????

And, by the way, if you ever see me in pegged pants....put me in the straight jacket straight away!

Have a good one, peace!

Saturday, April 05, 2008

blessed are the poor...

for they shall inherit the earth....

Don't know why, but that has been in my head for the past hour or so. Actually, I do know why...as, I've shared with you before, we are experiencing financial difficulties. Not difficulties like we can't afford groceries, but difficulty in figuring out how are we going to continue. I've been looking for a job, but with my husband's schedule, it really makes it a bit difficult with two kids and their school schedules. The bottom line is that my income hasn't been there for the past year and it makes things tight.

I know, I know, some of you are wondering, why on earth are you airing your dirty laundry??? Why? Well, I guess because I don't think of it as dirty laundry. There are a lot of hurting people in the world right now. There are a lot, and I mean A LOT of people who have things a heck of a lot worse than I do. I know that I am rich beyond measure. I have food to eat, I have a place to lay my head, I have two cars, I have two healthy children. I know that I am blessed.

But I also know that there are times in each of our lives when we don't feel blessed. We feel like our prayers are not penetrating the clouds above us. We feel like God has all but forgotten us.

It is what it is. It's like my son says, "you get what you get and you don't get upset." I love that!! What a great way to live your life, don't you think? Why get stressed out about money, weight, jobs, relationships??? You don't have to .... you're dealt the cards you're dealt...deal with it. You can make it better or worse. But don't get upset about it. Don't be ashamed of the cards you're dealt. God has allowed those cards to be dealt to you. He has something better in store. Something that you wouldn't be able to attain on your own if you never went through those/these hard times.

My mother-in-law wrote something today that really resonated with me, I don't know who said it but here it is:
"Be kinder than you think necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."
How true that is.

And as for the earth? I'm waiting for it. I know God has many blessings and riches awaiting me. Maybe not during my lifetime, but I will see it one day.

Friday, April 04, 2008

isn't she lovely?????

Had a friend take some pictures of Princess K yesterday....here are a few of my faves.....

My house was shown today - so here's hoping other people start coming to take a gander...really not a whole lot has been going on. Oh!! EXCEPT....
My children were playing 'house' tonight when I heard, with my own ears, my son say to my daughter "I don't have a mommy, my papa gave these to me" - referring to the shoes I bought him today! Gotta love 'em, right?
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend!!!

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

uh...i think i just threw up in my mouth...

Um, okay, I was at the mall today. To be precise, I was eating in the food court nasty Sbarro's pizza and Chick-fil-A, YES, all at the same time, but that's not what this story is about.

So, I'm sitting there with a girlfriend and my Princess K when I look around because I hear a baby fussing. She was fussing because she didn't like what her mommy was feeding her. So, she did what most babies do...she spat it out.

No, that's not the gross part. The gross part is that the mother, while the baby was trying to spit it out, kept trying to shove it back in the kid's mouth with her OWN finger. No, not gross yet, although, kinda. So, I'm watching this progress and thinking to myself, "why is she shoving that food with her finger into that kid's mouth?" Just as I turn to look away, this mother PUTS HER FINGER IN HER OWN MOUTH AND EATS THE FOOD THAT THE KID WAS TRYING TO SPIT OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I literally had to turn away and start chanting because I just couldn't handle the thought, the texture, in fact, just got the shivers again now....that's how gross it really was. ICK, ICK, ICK.

Well, I hope you weren't eating while you read this, but if you were, I am very sorry. Have a wicked Thursday and keep coming back as I will be launching something you will all be interested in over the next couple of weeks!!!

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