Five Question Friday 5/28

(This is where I get lazy and don't want to think of something original to write and you get to have all your nosy questions answered.) LOL


Five Question Friday!





1. Is there something you've always wanted to try but you can't muster up the courage to actually do yet?

Not really. All the things that I want to do but can't are being held up by pregnancy, children, marriage, money, etc. etc.





2. If you had $100 handed to you in cash without your significant other knowing about it, what would you spend it on?

I'd go out for a really nice lunch with the kids in Ruby Tuesday or something. Then we'd hit the bookstore. (I know, I sooo live on the wild side.)

3. What was your favorite piece of playground equipment as a child?

I always loved the swings. I still do but personally I can't swing as high or fast anymore because I get dizzy. It's very annoying.


4. Do you prefer a sweet or hearty breakfast?

Definitely a hearty breakfast. I don't have much of a sweet tooth. As a matter of fact, I find it difficult to eat sweets at all before lunch. My favorite breakfast is eggs, bacon, home fries, bagels and orange juice.




5. Are you a Neat Freak or a Messy Bessy?

This is a tough one. I really wouldn't consider myself either. In our house it's really a combination of my husband and I that keep the house neat. I can't stand the dirt and he can't stand the clutter. It's a miracle we have anything really. I don't function well when everything is a mess but at the same time I hate to clean. It's a dilemma.


Hope you all have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend!!

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

Okay first an update on the contractions. I had contraction 8 or 9 minutes apart for most of Tuesday. After I made dinner, gave the kids baths and put them to bed I was able to lay down and put my feet up and they slowed and stopped. (Will wonders never cease?) So from this I can conclude 1) that the baby was objecting to my having to run around doing errands and chores all day or 2) she wants out and I shouldn't stop moving until she does. Guess which one I'm going with? That's the good.

Six year old's think that they are original. This morning my six year old took his vitamin wrapped it up in his napkin and then attempted to throw it away. He was a little surprised by the fact that I was on to him. Then he proceeded to have a temper tantrum on the floor in lieu of taking the aforementioned vitamin. For this bad behavior, he is going to have a very, very bad afternoon.

Now for the ugly behavior of the four year old. He fell asleep in the car on the way home from school. I woke him up to bring him in the house. This was his response. "I don't like you. I don't like Dad and I don't like you. I only like the six year old and myself. I don't like you because I only like people who go away." He quickly changed his tune when I went inside and left him alone outside.

Thank you for joining me for this episode of the good the bad and the ugly. Here's hoping your Thursday has more good and less bad and ugly.

Random Tuesday: Where No One Gets Shot, Unfortunately

Today is my sister's birthday. The baby girl is trying to steal her birthday. That's right, I'm typing this while having contractions nine minutes apart. Is that blogger dedication or what???

Possibly, they are just Braxton-Hicks. Braxton-Hicks should be shot. Just saying.

Speaking of people who should be shot....my husband was blaming me for because he received a collection letter for a service we cancelled in January. Hello, is it my fault??? I called them and took care of it this morning. Seriously, I don't get paid enough for this crap. Wait. I don't get paid. That sucks. See if he got shot, I'd get paid. I mean, that's what I paid that life insurance bill for. Life is all kinds of not fair.

I hate finales. If they expect me to tune in, it better be for new episodes. Maybe the TV execs should be shot too!

I have to go to the supermarket but I think shopping while having contractions is above and beyond the call of duty. I don't get paid enough for that either.

So that's all for random Tuesday. (Sarcasm provided at no extra charge.)

Monday Morning

It's Monday and I'm still pregnant. It's enough already I tell you. Anyway, since I'm too tired to do anything, (Even writing this is exhausting) I thought I'd share with you one of my new favorite songs. It's totally appropriate.

Crazy Dreams

So the other night I had two wild dreams. Normally my dreams are the run of the mill. For instance Mike Holmes coming to build me my dream house. (It totally could happen.) I think.

Anyway, in the first we are going to a museum as a family. (That's not the crazy part even though I doubt my husband would be caught dead in a museum.) So for some reason there is a super long line waiting to park in the parking garage down the street from the museum (as if a huge sporting event was going on or something) So I decided (and here's the crazy part) to let the six year old drop me off in front and park the car himself. So while my son is parking the car in this multi level garage down the street, the hubby and I are walking around looking at paintings. So at some point, I decided that the six year old was taking too long, so walk over to the garage to find him. When I get there I find my car but no son and here's where it occurs to me that he might have gotten lost on the way back from the garage. Then I receive a call from the gatehouse at my condo complex that my son is there and crying cause he can't find me. SMH. How he got there without the car is beyond me.




In the next dream, I'm in Massachusetts going to the movie theater in some hick town somewhere. Now this co-worker of mine asks for directions to said hick town. (Ignore the fact that I don't work and therefore don't have any co-workers) So instead of having GPS like a normal person in this day and age and instead of just printing out directions from Mapquest or Google or Yahoo, I proceed to write out longhand these directions. So this guy keeps making fun of me because for some reason I continuously misspell these directions. Don't ask me why, even as I was having the dream, I was thinking that the words were too simple to be misspelled but there you go.

Anywho, I had these two dreams back to back which might mean something but I don't know what.

What the Hell Wednesday - Men

So everyday when I go to pick up the four year old from school, he gives me a hard time. He runs and hides from me. He tells me he doesn't want to go home. Obviously, preschool is more fun than coming home, having lunch and taking a nap. Anyway, yesterday, when the four year old finally decided he was ready to go, all the kids in the class came up to get a goodbye hug from him. Seriously, you would think he was going off to war or something. Sometimes my life is a WTH moment.

My husband has been trying to get a second job. Something with night hours. So Hertz called him up and offered him a job provided that he was willing to jump through some hoops. They wanted to do a DMV check, a drug test, and a background check....(so that they know he's qualified to wash their cars) Anyway they call him up because apparently they are having trouble verifying where he went to high school. Apparently the people who work there now don't remember him from thirty years ago. (Shocking, I know.) Did they have computer records back then? Anyway, they called him up to go to an orientation class on Monday (because apparently there is a right and wrong way to wash and park rental cars) So my husband goes off armed with the address, mapquest directions printed out and my gps plugged into his car. He gets lost. WTH? So like a man, he comes home, having not attended the class, having jumped through the Hertz hoops for nothing (since now he's "done with this job") and angry at me because "the GPS didn't work" WTH? Listen, I am totally willing to pull my weight around here and do all the evening chores since my husband has to work two jobs. But I seriously object to having to do all the damn work when he doesn't have a job and is just in a funk because he doesn't know how to follow directions or (God forbid) ask someone for help. So now he has to start all over again looking for a job and jump through someone else's hoops. BTW, did you know you had to answer a 34 page personality test to apply for a job at Pathmark? Seriously, I've met people there with less personality than rocks. How they passed that test is beyond me.

Check out Stacy and Elle for some more WTH moments.

Post It Note Tuesday: 6 year old Field Day Edition

Yesterday I, as class mom, chaperoned the six year old's field day. I did it last year also so I had a pretty good idea what I was in for. Walking the class eight blocks to the park. Escorting them to different areas of the park for the different activities. Facilitating snack time, lunch time, bathroom breaks. Walking the class the eight blocks back to the school. I didn't know that the first grade teacher was going to be running one of the activities so I would be doing this without her assistance. Want to know what I heard all day?

I'm pretty sure their teacher is on a steady diet of excedrin and valium. Or a saint. I'm just glad I only have one six year old in my house.

Award and Getting to Know you.....

I got an award!!!! Thank you Mrs M!

So as usual these awards have rules. I try to play along when I can. (or at least when it's convenient.) This one asks that I share 7 things about myself. So I stole some questions from






















1. What has been your most memorable Mother's Day?

Well my favorite was when my sisters took my mother and I out for lunch. It is always cool to me that my sisters go out of their way to wish me a Happy Mother's Day . (BTW Thanks Paloma for the chocolate covered strawberries which I got yesterday since I won't see her on Mother's Day.) See, aren't they cool?

2. Have you ever been pulled over for speeding and were you able to talk your way out of it?

No, I've never been pulled over for speeding. Maybe I'm too fast for the radar guns to catch. No, that's probably not it.

3. What's the oldest thing you have hanging in your closet?

My high school letter sweater. (Track captain, thank you very much.)

4. Do you whiten your teeth?

Only if whitening toothpaste counts.

5. Underwear or panties...What do you call your unmentionables?

Panties, although I don't usually go around discussing them. Hence, the un in unmentionables.

6. If you could go on vacation right now, today...where would you go?

I assume this means I have an unlimited budget as well. In which case, a western caribbean cruise of at least a week. or two. okay twist my arm, three.

7. Do you get offended when people cuss on their blogs?

No. Sometime the occasional F bomb is necessary to express a point. Having said that I don't think I would regularly read someone who was F this and Mother effing that every other word. That would be annoying.

8. If you had to give up one luxury item, it would be?

My cell phone. People could just call my house phone, or email me.



So now I have to pass on this award to some other bloggers. Since Mother's Day is tomorrow I decided to pass it on to some mom bloggers who have been having a tough time. After all don't presents make everyone feel better?

The Unknown Mami
Lucy the Valiant
Mama-Face

Happy Mother's Day everyone!

Introducing....My baby shower

So here are some pictures of my baby shower. I could post 100 photos like my sister did on Facebook but that would be boring and I like you better than that.

My sister in law and her daughter.

My sisters who never miss a good photo opportunity.

The haul of goodies.

Food, like at any good Latino party.

The obligatory diaper cake. A.K.A. how to make the gift of diapers look festive.

The kids a.k.a. birth control for the single and childless.

Me.

Random Tuesday Information

I had a baby shower on Saturday. Yay!!!! Photos to be posted tomorrow. Today is random Tuesday. Which means I am still organizing/unpacking my goodies.

My husband decided to paint the room yesterday which means the whole house smelled like paint fumes just as I was going to bed. (Cause my asthma wasn't bad enough yet.)

I watched Tori and Dean yesterday. Tori was getting ticked off with Dean cause he's sex obsessed and interested in motorcycles. So here's a message for Tori. All men are sex obsessed. I'd worry when he stops being interested in sex and becomes interested in shopping and decorating like your gays.

Mimi's Read with Girlfriend's book club is reading the Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. She explained that the first chapter had weird names cause they're Swedish so she renamed them Blowhard and Weinerschnitzel. Then she explained that the second chapter is better containing an investigator, a murder, a weird family and other weird stuff. Personally I think that's much better than the Amazon review. Maybe she has a new career in the making.

My sons fight over the television remote. So the new rule is they take turns. So here's how that goes. Four year old picks Nick Jr. Six year old picks Discovery channel. Four year old picks Nick Jr. Six year old picks National Geographic channel. Four year old picks Nick Jr. Six year old picks HBO. I take the remote and put on news.

I totally forgot today was gym day. I had to go home and get the six year old's gym clothes and drive back to the school so he could change. When I got there he was near tears because he said some of the boys were teasing him cause he wasn't dressed for gym. Some six year old boys should be shot. I'm just saying.

If you think I'm random, check out the Unmom.