Getting Ready!

I cannot believe my babies will be starting Kindergarten in less than two weeks.

We had a new parent meeting at the school today. I basically knew everything they told us but the only time Paul had been to the school was for Kindergarten round up and he didn’t know any of the other details. Then we got a tour of the school. I had been on this tour before when I went to the open house last spring. But most of the teachers were there getting their rooms ready. Matthew’s teacher was not but David’s was! I was SUPER excited about that. I’m really super glad we got to chat with her when she wasn’t busy. Since we are way more worried about David then Matthew we had a chance to talk to her about David’s issues so she had an idea of what was going on with him. Back to school night is on the 31st but there will be tons more kids there and parents so we would have less chance of having that one on one conversation with her. Then as we were leaving we chatted with the music teacher (that was right up Paul’s alley) and then had a good chat with the principal on the way out too. I am really excited to see what this school year brings us.

The boys NEED to get back to school. They have been getting naughtier and naughtier by the day, they take FOREVER to fall asleep at night and now I know why parent’s always said “Ugh, I cannot wait for school to start”. My kids are BORED. They need something to do and staying home all day all summer long is not their idea of a good time. I feel really bad we don’t have the extra money where we could have put them in day care or something a couple days a week. I feel bad. We will have to plan better for next summer to get them into more activities and such.

But none the less, I am excited for the new school year. Excited to see what the year will bring for my boys. See how much more Matthew can learn (smart little shit) and how much David will learn this year.

Kindergarten… Ready or not here we come!

Milestones...

A couple milestones have happened in the last week.  One being on August 2nd my babies turned 5.  Yes, five... my babies are not babies anymore but kids, kindergartners... not toddlers and preschoolers.  When did this happen?  I don't know if I am ready for this.  Second, five years ago yesterday 8/7 was the anniversary of David's first open heart surgery.  Five years ago right now we were in Mott's Children's Hospital in Ann Arbor, MI.  This time of night (9:50 pm) we were probably in the Ronald McDonald house trying to get some sleep with Matthew but worrying about David who was in the PICU.  Now here we are five years later, two open heart surgeries, one heart cath, some pneumonia and other minor issues and we have two wonderfully healthy five year old boys! 

The unjoyful part of having five year olds has hit.  They are MOUTHY and have taken to yelling at us when they don't like what we've told them to do.  It is getting pretty bad and is VERY ANNOYING.  Tonight David didn't want to go to bed, he stood in front of me and yelled at me, I just told him I wasn't going to kiss that nasty mouth good night tonight, not for talking to me like that. But yet they played together very good tonight, didn't fight over anything.  We even let them stay up an hour later and got treated like that by both of them.


But back to the good stuff...

Here are a few pictures!

And a few from their birthday party!

Sitting at my desk...

Sitting at my desk at work I overhear a lot of things. Just heard from one particular loud mouth just said to no one in particular “32 min left, hey it looks like the sun might wanna come out”. No one responded to her, no one spoke before her. Nothing. One co-worker that sits two cubicles behind me “E” sometimes has the funniest conversations on the phone. I only hear what she is saying and sometimes wonder what the heck the person on the other side is saying. Some of the one sided conversations I hear are the best.


I have a radio at my desk that I usually have on but sometimes the noise is just to much and I turn it off and just listen to the sounds of the office. If you’ve got your listening ears on you can hear the funniest shit. But this job is so elementary school. Another bothersome co-worker “S” has become the biggest tattle tale there is. I was standing at “E’s” desk talking about facebook. Yes I realize this is not really a work place topic but you’ve got to have some moral between your workers right? Anyways, she was complaining about the new facebook chat thing. It sucks, really… it does. But I was telling her if you download the latest version of yahoo messenger you can link it with your facebook and have all your friends on your messenger, if they are online they show up and you can chat with them right through the messenger. This conversation took two maybe three minutes. “S” cleared her throat real loud and went into the supervisor’s office to bitch. Seriously??? Are you a 50ish year old woman that childish? We were “interrupting and bothering her”. Kiss my big white ass you dumb bitch. So “E” being who she is stuck up for herself. That must be where I have learned that from. “E” doesn’t let anyone get away with stuff. So needless to say she and I were really irritated the rest of the day.

I just don’t have patience for stupidity… not at all. This particular person fits into that stupidity bracket. Just some of the things she says, does, or asks make you shake your head and wonder how these people are still alive.

Murphy's Law

Well this had been a shity week to say the least.  Sunday which if you look at the calendar actually starts the week… That day started off ok.  It was Paul’s 33^rd Birthday!  He played with his fishing supplies, I went and got him a Dairy Queen ice cream cake.  We were lazy.  It was to hot to do anything anyways.  We got ready to head out to his Uncle Gary’s house. They were having a little birthday party for Gary since he was turning 70 the next day.  He has a pool.  We got there and I was in the bathroom getting swim suits on me and the boys…

Then it all went to hell…

I came out and  Paul was standing there.  He told me “Get Dressed, we are going to Cadillac”.  See… My parents bought a pop up and this was going to be their first weekend camping since I was a little kid.  They were going to camp at Mitchell State Park in Cadillac.  Apparently they got there and was filling the water tank up Dad slipped on some slimy water on the ground and busted his head open.  He was in the hospital, with a head injury waiting transport to Grand Rapids where their would be a neuro-surgeon on hand if the bleeding in his skull got worse.  So Paul and I drove all the way up there, got the van keys from a nurse at the hospital, went to the campground, hooked the camper up drove to Grand Rapids, stopped at the hospital to see Dad, by this time it was after 11:pm.  Got Mom, took her back to the van to get what she needed out of it for the night, left her to go back to the hospital with our car, drove their van and trailer back home.  Monday the bleeding was a bit better so they decided to let him go home.  Got that all settled…

Tuesday… I woke up about 1:30 am feeling like crap.  Throat hurt, hot and sweaty, weak.  Just ick… called into work.  Finally went to the doc later that evening after seeing the white spots on my throat.  Quick test for strep is negative, (which has a high rate of false negatives).  They give me drugs anyways and sent it off for the three day test.  Still don’t know on that but 48 hours I am feeling much better.  They say if it’s not strep then it’s the viral one that acts like strep, that antibiotics won’t fix but if I had that then would I really be feeling better already?

Wednesday… I get to work, shit load of work to do.  We are down three people because they won’t replace one they moved to a different department.  One is out on Medical leave, another on vacation.  BACKED UP work load, cannot get anything done in a timely fashion.  Then another co-worker wanted to think she was my boss and chew me out, and a supervisor who I KNOW doesn't like me rides my ass all the time and I wish she's pay more attention to her department and leave me the hell alone.  Then... it starts raining... thundering... lightening... POURING... Paul has to be to work at midnight.  Just after Paul leaves I post something on facebook praying the thunder doesn't wake the boys up, then I go to bed.  Paul texts me, the roads are flooded, heavy rain.

Thursday... midnight ish (Thursday morning) BOOM.  I hear Matthew scream MOMMY.  Thunder woke him up, it was LOUD.  I get him out of bed and he bolts to my bed.  I tell David "If you get scared you can come to Mommy's bed too."  I lay down... BOOM... I hear David whimper.  I go in there, he's curled in the fetal position shaking and cannot move.  I pick him up and carry him still in the fetal position to my bed.  Get him calmed down.... BOOM.  He's now trying to crawl under me and my two pillows, shaking.  I pull him out to he doesn't suffocate himself.  He clamps his arm around my neck and will not let go.  I finally get David to sleep and then put him in his own bed.  It's quiet outside.  It was a long thunderstorm.  12:45am ish Paul calls me... the drive into Auto-Owners where he works, flooded guess who stalled his car... yep Paul.  Well and his supervisor.  Great... then he texts me just before 2am.  Thanks babe... NOT.  Asks me to get the water off the boat cover.  So outside I go with a small piece of hose to cyphen the water off the boat.  Luckily my dad has taught me well and I didn't have to use the stupid hand pump thing he's got on there.  I rock!

So I get the boys up and take them to go get Paul at work, then my mom takes him home and takes the boys home with her for the day. She's still taking care of my Dad and his head injury. Paul proceeds to sleep all day instead of waking up to realize the insurance people did not call him back and call them back.  I get the boys from my parents Matthew had a headache, I get him home and he's got a fever of 100.3.  I gave him Tylenol and he's starting to act better.  I hope it's just the fact that he only got 6hours of sleep last night as apposed to his normal 11.  So off to bed early they go tonight.  I'm still not feeling 100% but much better.

Here's to hoping tomorrow is much better.

The Devil Called...

He want's his weather back.

It's been HOTTER THEN HELL HERE for a couple weeks.  The weekend after July 4th we went camping which would have been wonderful had it not been hotter then hell.  It was 90'F and our campsite was FULL SUN.  We couldn't even hang out at our campsite until dark because it was so freakin hot.  Last Saturday wasn't to awful bad.  My parents watched the boys, I went tubing while Paul slept (damn 3rd shift).  Then there was a cookout and bonfire.  Fun times with friends!  I LOVE tubing and am ready to go again.  This time with a tube that won't deflate when it hits a rock.  The air valve shouldn't be on the bottom where a rock can catch it and pop it open just as you are going over the rapids.  Anyways...

The boys enjoyed a couple days of Vacation Bible School with the family I used to babysit for.  They didn't go Monday because I forgot about it or today because they couldn't pick them up and it just wasn't going to work for me to drag them all the way across town to drop them off then drive to the other side of town and be to work on time.

I'm annoyed with life right now.  I figured out why.  The little white happy bill (Lexapro) I rely on to keep my panic disorder at bay... I keep forgetting to take.  I gotta get back on that.  I didn't realize I had mild depression until I let that pill get out of my system then I realize how I've been acting lately and realize it's me not them that needs an attitude adjustment.

The boys are annoying... I can't get them up and ressed in the morning without having to yell at them.  They don't listen to me or anything, they start acting stupid just as soon as they are both awake.  I know, they are almost five (in 12 days! YIKES!) and they are boys, it's their job to annoy the shit out of momma right?  Some days they are fun to be around, other days I just want to pinch their little heads right off.... lol.

Paul... well he acutally hasn't been annoying me much lately.  I think he figured the boys were doing good enough on that so he'd better back off.  It's just everyone else... oh uh... me.

Even work is annoying the crap out of me but that's nothing new and nothing the little white pill handles.  Some people are so dumb... enough said.

Today was a co-workers birthday.  I sang to her...

Happy Birthday to you
You work in a zoo
Some look like monkey's
Some smell like them too.

That got a lot of laughs.  And yes, I made that up off the top of my head.  I didn't want to tell her she looked like a monkey even though she does... just kidding.  I LOVE MY SHELIA!  At least she doesn't smell like one... lol.  I crack me up!

This weekend is Paul's birthday.... Well Sunday.  He will catch up to me in age.. cough... 33... cough.  Saturday after he get's home from work he's going to sleep a bit then we are going out.  Not sure what we are doing but he said not to make any plans for the day.  Then Sunday I have a bridal shower then there is a party at his uncle's house for his Uncle's 70th birthday which is Monday.  At least they have a pool and we can swim.

Next weekend the 31st we are going to have the boys 5th Brithday party!  Keeping it very small.  I can't believe my babies are going to be five on August 2nd.

I'll close with a few pictures!

TTFN