Daily Observations

Ah Butter...

2010-02-23T18:23:44Z

Why is it when you become a mom your sense of caring about your appearance seems to go out the window? Your sense of freaking out lessens. For instance, I just spilt butter all over my work trousers and what did I do... I sat at my desk and I rubbed and scrubbed instead of blotting it away. Realizing that this was not going to do the trick with a yellow Wendy's napkin... I did get up and go to the ladies room to try and attempt to remove the remnants of butter with warm soap and water. Boy oh boy the dog is going to be all over me tonight... and don't even get me started on my hippy hairdo... if you can even call it a hairdo! I am in a desparate need of a make over! Gotta lose some of this weight though first!

A Bag of Chips and Then Some

2010-02-22T20:55:54Z

So here I am sitting down for a snack which I just paid .60 cents for and to my dismay I open the bag to find six chips in there! Did I really just pay .10 cents for each chip! What a travesty... where is the legislation to save consumers on the missing chip front? I mean I know they are baked... but does that mean I deserve to eat less of them?

Nothing Like the Pitter-Patter of Little Feet

2010-02-04T20:56:37Z

So dropping off the lil guy is always hard in the mornings, but picking him up makes it all worthwhile. Not only do I get to see his fantastic art projects that he does or I get to hear about how he was very helpful at clean-up time, but I get to see him drop everything and run to me with his arms outstretched when he realizes I am there to pick him up. It melts your heart!

Gabbin with the Yo

2010-02-03T00:53:38Z

So when 6:30 p.m. rolls around in our house it is time to groove with our son... YO GABBA GABBA a show that used to annoy me to no end is now one of my favorites! Here is the reason - it gets us all up and moving and the messages are great once you sit down and listen to them. He just loves to watch us dance around the room like crazy people.

He really is going to want to distance himself from us in the awkward teenage years. I don't think he will have to worry too much though... we may dislocate a hip or something if we try to dance like that in years to come. Ha ha ha!

On last night's show they sang about keeping your hands to yourself... it has a catchy tune to it. I love all the funky beats and to see his face light up when we dance with him is priceless. I need to set up our video camera and just have it run one night while we are all dancing and having fun. Every time I hear him laugh or see a smile on his precious little face it makes my heart want to burst out of my chest!

Put in my Place by a Toddler

2010-02-02T02:17:54Z

So this past weekend, I was put in my place on more than one occasion by our son the toddler who is flexing his independence muscles in a big way. I cannot even count the amount of time I spent saying "NO!"... I was getting tired of hearing myself speak.

So anyway, he has taking to hitting with a smile. He picked it up from a boy at school-oh joy! So how on earth do we combat that... well I know one thing we don't need to do - and that is wear his butt out. That will only reinforce the hitting he is doing.

So now we are relegated to saying, "Hitting is not nice and it hurts." It is the hardest thing not to smile when saying this to him, he is so darn cute when he is expressing his opinion. So the other day... I repeatedly told him no and he kept testing and testing... pushing those boundaries closer and closer to my breaking point.

So he was around the computer and finally after repeated no's he stepped away and said a few choice words to me in toddler gibberish and swatted his hand and smiled. I looked at him with my sternest face that I could muster and I said to him, "That is not nice behavior, mommy loves you though with all her heart."

I hope he grows out of this phase quickly... only time will tell.

What is Wrong with People

2010-01-28T19:06:40Z

So this morning on my way into work traffic was its usual touch and go self. Why is it that people once they see break lights ahead that it seems to be some indication for some idiots to start to weave in and out of traffic to secure a spot closer to the log jam of cars. I just don't get it... why is it so important to not only risk your life, but also the life of those around you?

Any way as this happened this morning, I saw a near miss of two cars colliding. The strange thing though is that one of the cars after this happened appeared to have locked their brakes and all four wheels were locked up... luckily for her the car behind her had left enough space and there still had not been enough time to increase speed. She promptly turned on her hazards and got off the road onto the shoulder. I would have stopped to see if she was all right but I was several lanes over and there was no space for me to make it to her. I hope she is okay... of course the pickup truck driver that caused her to have to do this was oblivious and continued on his merry way.

WAKE UP PEOPLE... you are not that important and you certainly are not the only person on earth... get your head out of your butt!

Written on my Forehead

2010-01-27T15:19:14Z

So what is it with people feeling the need to come up and give you literature? Is there a sign on my forehead that says "Hey I don't have enough things to do... how about giving me some reading material!"

I had some woman pull into the pump catty-corner from mine at the gas station, get out of her car and walk 50 or so feet and say with a sort of craziness in her eyes "Good morning... here is some literature I want you to read." I kindly said "thank you" and she got back in her car and drove away. The even stranger thing was she didn't even pump gas and she backed out of where she was and there wasn't even a car in front of her.

I began to try to think of all the things that would make her choose me of all people when there were so many others to choose from... was it my Vote for Obama/Biden stickers on my car, my University of Alabama sticker (Roll Tide Roll... by the way), was it my green jacket I was wearing, the color of my car or was it the fact that I was making silly faces in the window at my son? (Which I am positive no one else could see besides me)

When she walked away, I made sure to check all of my pockets and make sure all of my doors had been locked in case some scam was underway to distract me and steal something from my car or even worse from me personally. Isn't it sad that we have to be so cynical and untrusting these days...

This is not the only time this has happened to me... I am beginning to get a complex. Do people automatically look at me and say... "she needs saving or perhaps a higher power in her life or worse yet... she looks like someone destined for HELLo Kitty"

Well anyway I wait until she drove away and promptly deposited it in the trash receptacle next to my car. I get in enough trouble for having straw wrappers, receipts and empty soda cans in my car, I didn't need that info too.

I will have to ponder this a bit more closely in the coming days. I certainly know that some of you will say that I need religion in my life and actually I am quite happy with the spirituality I have at this time. Thanks for caring...