Is it time for school yet?

I have no idea how crazy I drove my mom during summer vacation. I would like to believe I didn't. I grew up on a cul-de-sac with 15 kids. At least I had shit to do sometimes. Plus, being an only child, I grew up liking to read and do activities by myself sometimes.

It doesn't work this way here.

Currently, I have Jesse, the mad scientist, in the kitchen working on his 3rd science experiment he found on the internet that he may or may not complete just like the 2 before it. I did, however, just flip out on him for leaving sugar all over the kitchen literally from last night when he began making rock candy - no shit.

I also have 4 baby catfish in a Dr. Pepper 2 liter bottle in my kitchen window eating shredded cheese.

All this is going on while Janee plays beauty salon with Brody. I should be concerned yes, but Brody is such a man he just makes fun of Janee for playing beauty salon with him.

Meanwhile, I have no cushions on my couch and Harlee is in the corner hiding near an unzipped cushion pulling out the stuffing.

Time for school I think!

Hence my new definition of work -

Work = a justified reason to put on noise cancelling headphones and ignore all my children.

Magic sandwich container

As I was making the kid's lunch this morning, I couldn't help but ponder where the hell my sandwich containers have gone.

In the effort to save every cent possible, as well as save the environment 1 ziplock back at a time, I bought 4 reusable sandwich containers. Over the course of the year, I have 1.

How is this possible? Don't you eat the sandwich and put the container right back into your lunch bag?

I would expect at least that they come home moldy because someone forgot it existed....but no. They are gone.

As usual, no one did it.

That is why this morning, I set no one's sandwich on the kitchen counter with no container, and I heard from my bedroom no one putting their sandwich in a plastic grocery bag.

I wonder if magically tonight, I will have 3 more sandwich containers in my sink?

Happy Easter!!!!

Reluctantly, I purchased the Easter supplies requested of me. I figured I agreed to it, I am not going to back out of it, but next time, I am going to call her up and invite them over for filet minon and scotch.....

Anyway, as I irritatingly unloaded the crap from my car annoyed by the fact that I still have to put it together, the phone rang. It was her.

"I think we should do something nice for Don since he is coming over for free."

"I agree, however I just spent X$ on easter supplies today and I, in addition, had to buy stuff for my own kids for Sunday. I am already over budget so all I can afford is to maybe bake some cookies"

"Well, I already had him over for dinner so I thought you could get something for him"

"Like I said, I am over budget already"

"Okay, I guess"

Seriously?

This should be interesting. Mike got home and told me to cancel because he was so pissed off at the situation he wasn't sure he could be cordial.

Let the fun begin!!!

In an attempt to make friends with my neighbor, I have agreed to go over to her house Saturday for an Easter egg hunt and BBQ.

At least that is what she invited me over for when she yelled with her quiet voice across the street at me while I was sitting on my deck having drinks with Mike, and my closest friend I was just seeing for the first time in 5 years and his traveling partner.

She, herself, is the complete opposite of me. Which is fine. Except that she is all I have out here. And she has 2, 2 year old daughters. They will be all Harlee has nearby.

I grew up on a cul-de-sac full of kids.....My kids are growing up stranded, friendless, and bored.

Much unlike her, I waited until I was not busy to pick up the phone and call her to discuss..

I asked her what time - 3:00

I asked her what we could bring over for the BBQ - To which she paused for what seemed like 30 minutes and said "uuuuuuuummmmmmmm I think maybe not a BBQ"

I pretended to not be offended that I just got disinvited for half of the event of someone I really dont even know...

Much to my surprise, she called back the next day telling me that - hot dog Don would be bringing his hot dog cart to her house free of charge and giving us all free hot dogs.

Then she asked me if we should do a pinata. I am thinking WTF, but tell her sure.

Fast forward to yesterday when she called and asked me if I could bring the eggs for the hunt. Sure! and 3 bags of candy... Sure. and the pinata.............sure?.........and a bat.........sure??

So to recap: She invited me over, hot dog don is coming for free, and I am providing everything.

And I am still sitting here trying to figure out how all this happened.....

Recently, I cut off 8 inches of hair.

I was fairly certain Mike never even knew because I always wear my hair up when I am around the kids since hair pulling is not my idea of fun.

Last Saturday, Mike and I were invited to a 40th birthday party for one of his high school friends. If you know Mike at all, you know that he has good friends from high school still - and somehow manages to maintain these good friendships by seeing his friends or talking to his friends once a year. This being said I have not seen Marty, myself, since Brody's second birthday party. he is 3 1/2.

I decided to get all crazy and blow dry my newly cut normally curly hair stick straight.

Mike and I then proceed to leave the house with him never saying a word about it. I found this truly amazing for him to not notice the 8 inches missing from my head as well as the fact that it looked totally different. I finally asked him about it. He looked confused and then surprised.

And yet, upon arriving to Marty's house, the first thing he does is give me a hug and say "what happened to your hair?".

I am at a point in my weight loss where everything I currently own looks like a potato sack. I am proud of this, of course, except that everything I own currently looks like a potato sack.

Of course I saved all of my before I got married clothes because - for sure I was going to fit right back into them as soon as I had Brody.

I was invited on a girls overnight trip which I am ecstatic about because I have seriously not been out with just girls and no kids in years. For real. So, my new goal is to lose my last bit of weight in 2 weeks so that I can wear the before I got married clothes rather than the potato sacks.

This is going to be done by continuing my low carb diet and cutting out alcohol.

Alcohol: A way to wind down at the end of the day with my husband (outside) (away from the kids) after a long day of 4 kids driving me nuts.

this could be an interesting 2 weeks.