This, is amazing. That is all.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Clean Up, Clean Up, Everybody, Everywhere
Ugh. Today has been quite the day. Mostly because it started out with Ender puking. Yes, puking, all over. Then, we cleaned most of the day. This is an excellent thing to do, and now my room is super duper sparkly. However, I am not a good cleaner at all. AT ALL. I can't focus! I wish that I was like my Mom, who can clean really well, and get things done. I am one of those people where I will find something random on the floor and say "HEY, oh my GAWD! What is this?! Is this a treasure from Egypt?! Is it a long lost piece of jewelry?! Oh. No. It's only the back of my earring. Sweeeeet! I've been looking for that." Then I will proceed to wander around and look at things because I have lost the flow of what I was doing. It's rough times.
Obviously, it takes me a long time to get things clean.
It is now done though! WOOO. It is so pretty and sparkling, and I got all my new computer stuff set up on my desk, and the old stuff put away in my closet. Things, are good. And tomorrow, I get to run lots of errands with my Mom to get ready for Christmas.
Quite the eventful day. That is all. xx
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Happy Birthday Severian!
So, technically yesterday was Severian's birthday. Yes, seven years ago (yesterday) I went into the hospital and had my first child cut out of my stomach like a little alien. Severian made me a Mommy, and it has been a crazy seven years since he was born.
We had his birthday party today, mostly because he was at his Dad's yesterday. It was super fun, he got his glow dome that he has been asking for everyday since the moment he saw a commercial for it. He also played with it all day, that was way cute. He had a Cars cake, and Star Wars decorations. Way fun.
Other than that, today was not way amusing. Sev got all art things for his birthday, and a bin to put them in, since he loves to create things. And, the kids played with them most of the day. Now they are watching a Christmas movie before bed. WHICH, BY THE WAY is a RECORDED movie, because apparently, they don't have kids Christmas movies on tonight. Which I found weird.
All in all, it's been a pretty good day. To make this blog more amusing, however, I give you this:
We had his birthday party today, mostly because he was at his Dad's yesterday. It was super fun, he got his glow dome that he has been asking for everyday since the moment he saw a commercial for it. He also played with it all day, that was way cute. He had a Cars cake, and Star Wars decorations. Way fun.
Other than that, today was not way amusing. Sev got all art things for his birthday, and a bin to put them in, since he loves to create things. And, the kids played with them most of the day. Now they are watching a Christmas movie before bed. WHICH, BY THE WAY is a RECORDED movie, because apparently, they don't have kids Christmas movies on tonight. Which I found weird.
All in all, it's been a pretty good day. To make this blog more amusing, however, I give you this:
Look, I know I don't blog, but I am going to try more!
Alright, I know that I am no good at blogging recently. Mostly, because I am lazy. I will admit it. I know, it's terrible. However, I am going to pull the "I have three children" card, and say that's why I haven't blogged. It's no excuse, I know it. I have time on my hands recently though, and, therefore, I think that I should blog more. Plus, blogging, similar to working out, makes me happy. I need to do more things in my life that make me happy.
Since I haven't blogged, for, OH, like a year. Here is what happened.
I have been in two different theater productions. They were super awesome and fun. I would post pictures of them, but I don't want to right now. Sorry. I have dated and broken up with two boys. No, they were not mistakes, they were both good guys, just, not the right guys I suppose. And, they were younger than me, which puts things that we want on two different levels. I quit my job, and went back to school. I have been doing American Sign Language for the past semester, and will probably continue it next semester. Next Fall I will go back to Westminster. Also, just so you know, I am going back to Westminster because I am an educational elitist. I need to be perched back up on my white tower, thank you very much.
To make some MONEH, I work at my family's business, which is a bar. This is kind of funny since I am a terrible drinker, and didn't know the difference between Vodka and Tequila until I started working with my Dad. Not. Even. Kidding. Mind you, my dad has owned a bar, for, hold on, let me calculate...MOST OF MY LIFE. However, I was never that girl that stole her Father's liquor and had crazy parties. I made movies with my friends, and went toilet papering. That was the extent of my rebellion. I like the bar business though, the people are funny, and I enjoy it.
As of today, all my children have turned a year older than they used to be. I now have a 7, 4, and 3 year old. They are pretty much awesomer than any child ever. For instance, I went on a date the other night, and my oldest turns to me and says "Mom, if he kisses you, remember to be sexy." First off, I am not sure where he learned the word "sexy" well enough to put it into a sentence, which makes sense. Second, I laughed so hard I snorted. Wrong of me? Perhaps. You would have laughed too if you had of been there.
For the record, I apparently was sexy. Just saying.
Alright. As for now, that catches you, my reader, up on what has been going on in my life. Cause I know you have been on tenterhooks since last April. You know, when I blogged last. I HAVE to blog more now though, because, you see, I GOT A REALLY COOL MAC for Christmas. A Mac. It just screams USE ME, USE ME. For real, it's so pretty that I have to give it what it wants. So, blogging will be a part of my life now.
That is all for now, but I will blog more tomorrow. WOOO!
Since I haven't blogged, for, OH, like a year. Here is what happened.
I have been in two different theater productions. They were super awesome and fun. I would post pictures of them, but I don't want to right now. Sorry. I have dated and broken up with two boys. No, they were not mistakes, they were both good guys, just, not the right guys I suppose. And, they were younger than me, which puts things that we want on two different levels. I quit my job, and went back to school. I have been doing American Sign Language for the past semester, and will probably continue it next semester. Next Fall I will go back to Westminster. Also, just so you know, I am going back to Westminster because I am an educational elitist. I need to be perched back up on my white tower, thank you very much.
To make some MONEH, I work at my family's business, which is a bar. This is kind of funny since I am a terrible drinker, and didn't know the difference between Vodka and Tequila until I started working with my Dad. Not. Even. Kidding. Mind you, my dad has owned a bar, for, hold on, let me calculate...MOST OF MY LIFE. However, I was never that girl that stole her Father's liquor and had crazy parties. I made movies with my friends, and went toilet papering. That was the extent of my rebellion. I like the bar business though, the people are funny, and I enjoy it.
As of today, all my children have turned a year older than they used to be. I now have a 7, 4, and 3 year old. They are pretty much awesomer than any child ever. For instance, I went on a date the other night, and my oldest turns to me and says "Mom, if he kisses you, remember to be sexy." First off, I am not sure where he learned the word "sexy" well enough to put it into a sentence, which makes sense. Second, I laughed so hard I snorted. Wrong of me? Perhaps. You would have laughed too if you had of been there.
For the record, I apparently was sexy. Just saying.
Alright. As for now, that catches you, my reader, up on what has been going on in my life. Cause I know you have been on tenterhooks since last April. You know, when I blogged last. I HAVE to blog more now though, because, you see, I GOT A REALLY COOL MAC for Christmas. A Mac. It just screams USE ME, USE ME. For real, it's so pretty that I have to give it what it wants. So, blogging will be a part of my life now.
That is all for now, but I will blog more tomorrow. WOOO!
Monday, April 5, 2010
WHY?!
WHY IS IT APRIL 5TH AND SNOWING!?
I am so cold, I have been cold for days, DAYS I TELL YOU! Easter was super fun, but it was COLD.
I CAN'T EVEN MAKE A NORMAL BLOG POST BECAUSE I AM SO COLD, I THINK MY FINGERS ARE GOING TO FALL OFF AND THEN I WILL BE TYPING WITH THE STUMPS OF MY FINGERS. I AM SO COLD THAT I CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO EVEN SHUT OF THE CAPS KEY!!! WHERE IS SPRING!!!!!!!!
And where is a boy who will cuddle with me? HUH EASTER BUNNY?! Fat good the Easter Bunny is when you are an adult. He just brings you Easter Candy which makes you fat so that you can't go out and date again. Rude. I hate you Easter Bunny.
On the plus side my children have been on a sugar high for the past two days and were running around the living room in circles today. OH, did I mention they were completely naked and screaming? It was awesome.
That is all. I can't even think, I am so cold. My feet are blue, BLUE.
Ok not really. I guess I see where Severian gets his drama from.
I am so cold, I have been cold for days, DAYS I TELL YOU! Easter was super fun, but it was COLD.
I CAN'T EVEN MAKE A NORMAL BLOG POST BECAUSE I AM SO COLD, I THINK MY FINGERS ARE GOING TO FALL OFF AND THEN I WILL BE TYPING WITH THE STUMPS OF MY FINGERS. I AM SO COLD THAT I CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO EVEN SHUT OF THE CAPS KEY!!! WHERE IS SPRING!!!!!!!!
And where is a boy who will cuddle with me? HUH EASTER BUNNY?! Fat good the Easter Bunny is when you are an adult. He just brings you Easter Candy which makes you fat so that you can't go out and date again. Rude. I hate you Easter Bunny.
On the plus side my children have been on a sugar high for the past two days and were running around the living room in circles today. OH, did I mention they were completely naked and screaming? It was awesome.
That is all. I can't even think, I am so cold. My feet are blue, BLUE.
Ok not really. I guess I see where Severian gets his drama from.
Friday, April 2, 2010
The Jokes on YOU, MUAHAHAHAHA
Alright, so this blog is going to be quick, but, it is funny nonetheless. So, I have a statcounter on my blog. This was mostly installed with the ex's gf (now wife) came to my blog and posted on it, I thought to myself, 'self, I would like to know when she checks my blog', so, I installed a statcounter.
Now that you all know that I ESTALK YOU, I think I should share how funny it is to see some of the hits that I get. While I usually don't know who is who, sometimes I will get a random hit from some random state, that I don't know anyone in. Usually, I just assume it is a friend of a friend bloghopping, however, sometimes, it comes through and it shows me the path that person took to get to my blog. Essentially, it shows me the web search they did, usually through google. Here are some of the top 'searches' that have pulled up my blog:
"I love single moms"
"Hot single moms"
"Easy single moms"
"Single moms who love"
"Single moms in bed"
If you haven't guessed already, all of these hits come through because boys are looking for Pr0n (or porn to you non-computer gamers out there). Every time I see something like this, I have to laugh, because here they were thinking they got a GREAT porn site, and what do they get?
Just me. And this blog. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. More than likely now that I have said the word "porn" in my blog, I will see a ton more hits. And they will see this blog. And be disappointed.
THAT WILL TEACH THEM!!! muahahahaha.
That is all...for now... bowchickawowow!
Now that you all know that I ESTALK YOU, I think I should share how funny it is to see some of the hits that I get. While I usually don't know who is who, sometimes I will get a random hit from some random state, that I don't know anyone in. Usually, I just assume it is a friend of a friend bloghopping, however, sometimes, it comes through and it shows me the path that person took to get to my blog. Essentially, it shows me the web search they did, usually through google. Here are some of the top 'searches' that have pulled up my blog:
"I love single moms"
"Hot single moms"
"Easy single moms"
"Single moms who love"
"Single moms in bed"
If you haven't guessed already, all of these hits come through because boys are looking for Pr0n (or porn to you non-computer gamers out there). Every time I see something like this, I have to laugh, because here they were thinking they got a GREAT porn site, and what do they get?
Just me. And this blog. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. More than likely now that I have said the word "porn" in my blog, I will see a ton more hits. And they will see this blog. And be disappointed.
THAT WILL TEACH THEM!!! muahahahaha.
That is all...for now... bowchickawowow!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
There is no charge for awesomeness, or attractiveness
So today I had an interesting conversation with a friend of mine. He asked me if I had any hot dates this weekend, and I told him that I actually did have a date, tomorrow. (I have a date tomorrow by the way. Like. A real date. Very exciting.) He then asked me what I do to attract boys. I didn't really understand what he meant, so he said, "You know, do you dress up and show a little cleavage, or like what?" I laughed at him and said "Honey, I don't have any cleavage to show off." That was kind of the end of our conversation, however, it got me thinking.
What do I do to attract the opposite sex?
Well. I mean, lets face it, what do I do OTHER than just stand there and look pretty? (insert narcissistic laugh/snort here). No really though. I think that I am unsure on how to attract the opposite sex.
Obviously I have been hit up for less than valid reasons (remember the Single Moms Are Easy Story. Also, I swear to cow if I ever see the sentence "hey, wanna come over to my house for a .... movie...." in my text box again I will go freaking POSTAL. I KNOW WHAT THAT IS CODE FOR, AND IT IS NOT CODE FOR LET'S WATCH A MOVIE!) Boys generally don't want to 'date' a girl with three kids though. So, what options am I left with?
I suppose that I could just NOT tell boys that I have kids, and spring it on them when they pop the question. "OH YES, YES, I'll marry you! Oh I love you honey, by the way, come on over to my house, there is someone I want you to meet...kids, meet your new DADDY!!!" That may work.
I also could just tell boys that I am actually NOT interested in a relationship at all, treat them like dirt, don't text them EVER, but give them just enough attention that they stay intrigued and obsessed with me. That seems to work for the boys, why couldn't it work for me? OH THAT'S RIGHT, I'm not a bitch. Scratch that idea.
I think that the answer to my friends question, is that I attract boys just by being myself (please, right now, I want you to think of the Genie in Aladdin when he says just BEE yourself! That's what I just thought of just now). You see, I never really try to be someone different. I am a weird little girl who likes Broadway musicals and old movies. I don't like to watch horror shows, and I would be perfectly happy if you wore suspenders and looked like any of the boys off of the Big Bang Theory. The best date for me would be to take me to a play and then talk about Harry Potter (by the way, that date has happened. Still the best date of my LIFE)
Being myself doesn't really bring me a huge following of boys. Especially boys who want to date me, because generally boys who like musicals and dancing like other boys, so, there tends to be that obstacle in our way. HOWEVER, I HAVE FAITH that I will one day meet Mr. Right with this crazy tactic of mine. And one day he will also win the Nobel Prize. SNAP.
My boob job that I am going to get will TOTALLY help that along though. I am not. even. kidding.
HEART YOUR FACES.
And while it would be awesome to say that the boob job comment was an April fools day joke. It isn't.
What do I do to attract the opposite sex?
Well. I mean, lets face it, what do I do OTHER than just stand there and look pretty? (insert narcissistic laugh/snort here). No really though. I think that I am unsure on how to attract the opposite sex.
Obviously I have been hit up for less than valid reasons (remember the Single Moms Are Easy Story. Also, I swear to cow if I ever see the sentence "hey, wanna come over to my house for a .... movie...." in my text box again I will go freaking POSTAL. I KNOW WHAT THAT IS CODE FOR, AND IT IS NOT CODE FOR LET'S WATCH A MOVIE!) Boys generally don't want to 'date' a girl with three kids though. So, what options am I left with?
I suppose that I could just NOT tell boys that I have kids, and spring it on them when they pop the question. "OH YES, YES, I'll marry you! Oh I love you honey, by the way, come on over to my house, there is someone I want you to meet...kids, meet your new DADDY!!!" That may work.
I also could just tell boys that I am actually NOT interested in a relationship at all, treat them like dirt, don't text them EVER, but give them just enough attention that they stay intrigued and obsessed with me. That seems to work for the boys, why couldn't it work for me? OH THAT'S RIGHT, I'm not a bitch. Scratch that idea.
I think that the answer to my friends question, is that I attract boys just by being myself (please, right now, I want you to think of the Genie in Aladdin when he says just BEE yourself! That's what I just thought of just now). You see, I never really try to be someone different. I am a weird little girl who likes Broadway musicals and old movies. I don't like to watch horror shows, and I would be perfectly happy if you wore suspenders and looked like any of the boys off of the Big Bang Theory. The best date for me would be to take me to a play and then talk about Harry Potter (by the way, that date has happened. Still the best date of my LIFE)
Being myself doesn't really bring me a huge following of boys. Especially boys who want to date me, because generally boys who like musicals and dancing like other boys, so, there tends to be that obstacle in our way. HOWEVER, I HAVE FAITH that I will one day meet Mr. Right with this crazy tactic of mine. And one day he will also win the Nobel Prize. SNAP.
My boob job that I am going to get will TOTALLY help that along though. I am not. even. kidding.
HEART YOUR FACES.
And while it would be awesome to say that the boob job comment was an April fools day joke. It isn't.
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