Playmat?

So I put together the playmat for Harlee since I was sick of her army crawling all over our nasty kitchen floor. You can see how it is not serving that purpose at all.................but hey, at least she is not screaming her head off.....

Last Wednesday we headed out to Temecula for what was our last trip out there using my parent's lot, and stayed until Sunday.

Mike dropped us off and came home to work and returned Friday.

I was ready to tear out my hair strnad by strand. I am not sure what was up with the J's but from the second we left Wednesday, till Mike got there and yelled at them, they were at each other. And it wasn't typical fighting, it was total bratty instigations. Jesse would be minding his own business, and Janee would say something like "Jesse, weren't you up at 4:40am playing video games?" In hopes I would say "Why are you playing video games at 4:30?" ect.

I would ignore them, and then they would fight back and forth for whnat seemed like eternity.....

Aside from that........

Harlee went on her first bike ride. B hated it. Since he is only 3, he still really likes her. But, he did NOT like being strapped in this things with her.........It took me and Jesse to hold him down to buckle him in to the 5 point harness and then he cried like a baby until we got moving...then I think he realized he was only hurting himself and no one really cared he was pissed and was over it.

But I got this flower..............

I know this is a stupid picture of Jesse but this is why he is never in any pictures in my Blog....so I figured I should include him.

So Friday afternoon my girlfriend C came out with her son, her beau and his 10 year old daughter. They rented a 5th wheel from someone who has rentals at the park and stayed till Sunday. It was fantastic to have some adults around. 

The boys only had a couple meltdowns and fights. The older boys got to golf a few times. C and I got to talk nonsense....Jesse was left alone because Janee was occupied with J's daughter K.  So we all had fun.

Now it is Tuesday and I am STILL trying to get the trailer unpacked and the house back together..........

Weekend

The weekend was actually eventful. Friday night we had an impromtu BBQ with a girlfriend of mine. She lives in south OC and began dating a guy who lives in Temecula who happens to have a daughter about Janee's age. My girlfriend has a 4 year old son, so the kids work out fairly well together. Minus a few nonsensical fights and tantrums and drama over tricycles...but what else can be expected?

Saturday afternoon we spent at J & D's place for some hotdogs and some conversation - and some Jack Daniels for the boys. The girls were able to spend some time staring at each other cluelessly...P got her 6 month pictures taken while we were there so of course Harlee had to start having a loud meltdown. Surprisingly, at 6:30 pm, I set her in the house in her Pack and play and she fell asleep immediatley - in a strange to her house, in the daylight, using a borrowed seahorse sound machine running out of batterys and playing music accordingly. Go figure!

Sunday morning, Mike found me and said "Hey! Why dont you paint the dining room today?" This was totally out of the blue. Since we are broke, he suggested I use paint from the shed. So, I choose the laundry room color and it actually looks pretty fantastic. Mike has been putting up trim the last few days which we had stored from earlier projects, so the total cost for this "remodel" = nothing.

The new color in the dining room. Mike is currently working on the rest of the trim.

How to break up with a friend?

I always seem to have wacky friends that constantly anger me with their craziness.

I am not talking about this in a joking manner.

My mom can vouch for how many times I would come home when I was younger saying "I am so irritated with XYZ" and my mom would say "You are always irritated with XYZ"

I really don't think I am crazy either...I think I somehow manage to find and keep wack-job friends.

I feel like one of those lame women who get beat up by their boyfriends and ask "Why do I keep finding men that do this to me?" or they stay with the guy because "they love him"

Anyway, I am so sick of the nonsense. I REALLY should not have to have a 2 hour thought process before I can return X's phone call. When my phone rings I should not have to check caller ID to see if I am "prepped" to answer the phone call....

And yet, she has been my friend for quite awhile and I like her in some aspects....

The problem with her is she is SO good at being a bitch, it is *almost* disguised...so when you call her on it, she will act offended that you would even think that she would act that way! How dare I?

Exhibit A:

X: "Any ideas what you are going to name your baby?"

Me "My 1st choice for a name is Farrah"

X: "That is nice!!!! If you want every person that knows her name asking you about Farrah Faucett. But it is a nice name.

Me: "But I am also thinking about Harlee", ignoring the above

X: "Like the motorcycle?"

Me: "Exactly! But I am going to spell it with a lee on the end, rather than ley."

X: "That is cute. Maybe with that spelling you should use a lowercase h and a capital A as well to make it really fun"

Me: "I wanted it to look more like "lee" because that is my middle name"

X: "Cute"

Exhibit B:

After giving birth I responded to a few texts I got wishing us well. I sent to about 9 or 10 people her name, weight, and that we were healthy and well. Everyone responded to my text with a simple congrats! But this is what I get from her:

"Can you believe you are the mother of 2? Mother of 4 really...wow. Congrats!"

No kidding?! I have 4 kids? Let me panic about that...that thought never occured to me the 9 months I spent pregnant with the 4th?!?!?!?! Holy crap!

Needless to say, EVERY conversation I have with her is filled with attempted digs where I am supposed to, I think, leave feeling insecure or something - which does not happen, but I leave feeling irritated that I put myself through that, once again.

Do you break up with friends?

Uvulopalatopharyngoplasty

That is an example of one of the 6 trillion new words I am trying to learn.........

Really?

Sometimes I REALLY miss construction....where I dealt with words like - bolts, soffits, and numbers.....

I am hopefully taking the midtern today so I am 1/2 way there! Obviously by updating this Blog I am certainly not helping myself achieve this goal, but I could use a small break from starring at workds like "Uvulopalatopharyngoplasty".

And mind you doing the above with all 4 kids home...doing this....outside my door.


Love that they got Harlee in the mix....




So - once I finish my 5 hours of school this morning, today's plan is to hopefully meet up with my Craig's list buyer to get rid of my stroller....

I moved up yesterday to a sit and stand I bought off another lady on Craig's list. <3

Hopefully sell the baby carrier car seat...and replace it with chunks new car seat. I have been dreading this day, because even though the car seat weighs 476 pounds, at least she is strapped down. Now we have another kid to buckle in the car separatley. AND crappily, we will have a car seat at each backseat window.........leaving one of the J's to sit in the middle. (Poor them)

More out with the old.................

Out with the old.....

This is Friday - the beginning of the garage sale organization.........this is nowhere near the total we were getting rid of...Mike had yet to drop off his Ford F150 FULL of stuff, yet.

I was planning on taking pictures right before the sale but dont you know even though the sale started at 7am, we were bombarded at 6am.

It was chaos from 6 - noon.....

Aside from some attempted robbery (Janee busted someone who stole her gameboy she was selling) and some jerky ladies I thought I was going to end up in a fist fight with, it was super sucessful.

And I was able to buy Harlee her new carseat (Fats is .5 lb away from outweighing her seat weight limit), a stroller, since we cant use the snugride frame anymore, AND go grocery shopping with the cash - still having enough to "donate" some to Jesse's football. And I only felt like a partial jerk for paying for over $200.00 of groceries with 1's. Hey - the economy sucks - we are broke...at least I am not yet having to buy gas with pennies and dimes like when I was 16.....Money is money.

It is so freeing to be getting rid of all this baby/kid stuff.............only 17 years, 2 1/2 months more to go! :)

What a Cluster*

My husband got on my butt to clean up my language in this blog.........so I am planning to say farewell to cuss words. I hope. Aside from that my kid is now picking things up so I may as well work on that in my verbal language as well. But, let my last cussword in this blog be this - from my favorite movie - "Jesus, what a clusterfuck".........

The J's nonsensical mom called 4-5 weeks ago. NOT to wish HER daughter a happy birthday (mind you she hasn't contacted HER kids in 3 MONTHS) but to tell Mike, that she will be moving to Texas in August. Hmm.

Aparently SHE got in ANOTHER car accident, that was NOT her fault (nothing is) and since that happened her "employers" (aka people who loan her a car and a house with utilities) HAD to take away her job since she could no longer be a nanny for their kids (ironic right?)

Aside from all that...........I am frantically trying to change careers. I have been doing online school at a normal pace for months now - but things are weird with Mike's work, and we just aren't very comfortable financially right now - who is? - so I have been putting in 8 hours minimum of school a day - mixed in with having all 4 kids home.....

And a random Harlee update: She FINALLY has TWO teeth poking through - Please Jesus let this calm her the hell down!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She sits up and army crawls across the entire house. She puts her butt in the air and rocks as if she is about to crawl but just cant figure out how to work those ham hocks yet. So she pulls herself everywhere. I cant set her down to go to the bathroom without her being somewhere else when I get out. Time to re-baby proof.