Kevin comes home today-YAY! The house is a mess, but don’t tell Kevin, ok? I bet he’ll be too tired to notice anyway.\
For the past few days Brian has been asking for some birthday cake. In his cute little toddler voice he asks, “Birthday cake?” Then he takes a moment and adds, “Uncle Steve? Birthday cake?” over and over again. I am not sure what Steve has to do with cake, except that Brian is very fond of both. Steve does have a tendency to say, “Caaaaake” in a Homer Simpson-like way at every birthday gathering. Maybe that is what Brian is picking up on. I told Brian I didn’t have any but we would go see Uncle Tim soon and we would have birthday cake there. Yesterday afternoon passed without a single plea for birthday cake, yay! except for one quick mention in the grocery store. Later the kids were drawing and Brian said, “Uncle Steve” and Max replied, “What about Uncle Tim?” Brian piped up, “Birthday cake!”\
Max left some dandelions for a little girl down the street today. How cute is that?\
My face is acting up again. Stupid face. So I went to the dentist and the tooth next to my recently root canaled tooth needs a root canal too! Boooo. I guess it’s been infected with the “trying to keep up with the Jones’s” disease. I can’t believe how much this is costing us.\
Kevin and I started marathoning Friday Night Lights (still available for free at NBC.com) and we love it! I promised Kev I wouldn’t watch any episodes without him, though it has been hard. The show isn’t at all like the movie, imo, though I am only through episode 6. It is more like Hoosiers meets Home Front, set now. One of the best parts is the coach’s marriage. It is a realistic portrayal of a happy, loving relationship (unlike the Camdens who talk a good game but sneak around actually don’t seem to trust each other) where they support each other instead of relying on “humorous” put-downs to show affection.\
Only 3 more weeks until Paris! YAYAYAYAY Super YAY!
Author: jclawver
Five Good Things
- Extended Relief Midol, good for 12 hours. Kicks 8 hour Midol in the ass.
- Kevin for taking care of me, Max for being creative, Brian for saying Max as “Batty”
- I got to sleep in until 7:30 this morning- woot!
- We changed my mom’s ticket for free.
- The dental bill is the same as our tax refund. Yay!\
What’s on your list?
Mouth and Nose
I went back to the dentist for my crown but I only got the temporary one today. Booo. And they had to “cut some tissue away.” Ewwww.\
Awww, Brian blew his nose by himself. How cute is that? And…. now he is wasting the entire box of kleenex duplicating the blow. I think the high-five I gave him might have been a bit too much positive reinforcement. Ha, he is handing me a tissue and demonstrating how to blow because he wants me to blow too. At least he is putting the used tissues in the trash.\
Apparently Friday Night Lights is THE BEST THING EVER, but I haven’t seen it. (The episodes are available on NBC.com.) Anybody out there watching it?
Tip Of the Day
Cavity []{.disappointed .be .she’d .mom, .my .tell .don’t .shh,} + waiting until convenient time for an appointment = very expensive root canals. Doh!\
If you need me, I’ll be hiding in my room. Call Kevin instead.
I cry FOUL!
Max woke me up this morning, a Saturday, before 6:30 for breakfast.\
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!\
Hmm, think my parents are up yet? I need to call them.
Cute Brian and other real life stuff
Brian usually calls me Mommy, except for when he is looking for me or calling for me from the stairs, then it is “Mama” at the top of his voice, which is the cutest thing ever! (Holy run-on sentence, Batman!) I am going to try to get it on videotape this weekend.\
I got my passport today. YAY! Paris is a go! We even got my mom’s ticket. Super duper YAY! I am so frakkin’ excited!\
There is a group of bloggers on the Supernatural set. Damn, passed over again! I’m still loving the show though. Wheeee. How come you guys aren’t watching it too? It’s so awesome, with the music, and the boys, and the car. Totally badass.\
My online world has gone crazy with death threats, two actual deaths, numerous fights, and three pet deaths. March has been a BIZARRE month.\
Kevin comes home tomorrow! YAYAYAYAY!
Bad Friend #184
A friend just posted this: My mom just called and my grandpa died.\
And all I can think of is, “Man, he must have really not wanted to talk to your mom.” Inappropriate laughter is the best kind. I was laughing so hard I squirted pear bits all over the computer. Oh man.
Bad wife #9
Hmm, I don’t think I’ve ever made a bad wife post before. (We’ll discuss reasons why at some later point.)\
Today is Kevin’s birthday. Happy Birthday, Kevin!\
I don’t have a cake for him. Bad me.\
In my defense, we were supposed to go to The Cheesecake Factory and I thought a birthday cake after cheesecake would be too much. But Kevin is feeling ill and wants to curl up with some leftover homemade beef stew instead. So, no cake. Sorry, dear. I’ll do better next year!
Bad Mommy #894
This morning I forgot to feed Brian breakfast! He doesn’t like to eat when he wakes up, he prefers brunch. I recently started trying to accommodate him. This morning though, I just went about my errands and totally forgot about his new eating schedule. While shopping, he started randomly crying, then stopping, then crying, then stopping but he wouldn’t tell me what was wrong. I finally figured out why and we hurried our butts home! At 11:45, when he finally got to eat, he just sat quietly and went to town. Heh.\
I found orange Cadbury cream eggs at Wegmans. Happy Day! You should all run over there and buy some. They are 2 for \$1, so you can try one and give one to someone you love.\
I also found Sprite Zero in cans. Double Happy Day!\
The dishes are done, the laundry is under control, and dinner is simmering on the stove. Triple Happy Day!
Daddy’s boy and other things
Kevin must have spent extra kissy and huggy time with Brian this morning because he smells like Kev. It’s nice.\
It’s too rainy to do any of our planned activities today. Booooo! Brian and I may go to the mall instead but I need milk and the mall doesn’t sell that in a convenient gallon sizes. I only have it in me to drag myself and Max through one parking lot though so I have to choose: milk or mall.\
The meeting with the school didn’t go as well as I had hoped, but they said they would do some research and we could meet again next week. The vice principal kept guiding me away from the dyslexia testing and went on about how to qualify as disabled certain things must be present like an inability to do the basic work (or something like that), so I got to bust out my, “According to the IDEA law, a child cannot be not considered disabled due to high achievement.” YAY for Aunt Margie.\
They are also balking at giving Max an accurate reading assessment saying that their test is capped at the 5th grade level. What the hell? I have talked to: the district office, the old principal, the new principal, the vice principal, the teacher, the gifted teacher, the reading specialist and my dr’s office and no one is helping me! (And I really like my dr’s office and the school normally.) Kevin came home to me in a whirlwind of frustration. He was all, “What’s the urgency behind this?” And I cried. Yes, ladies and gentlemen of the internet, my husband made me cry. I am going to send in my request in writing to the school and we’ll see what happens.\
ETA- I couldn’t make myself go out in the rain after all. This turned out to be a good thing since school is closing early due to the bad weather! Now, how can I convince AOL to release my husband early too?