SO MANY FACEBOOK CAPTIONS

Posted on April 17, 2009. Filed under: General Musings | Tags: , , , , , |

*sigh* It’s like a DISEASE. Or an addiction. I DON’T WANT IT TO STOP.

1. …loves Iron and Wine. So peaceful here at Irie Bean.

2. …has three cell phones in her purse. She thinks this might be a sign that she needs to re-think her life.

3. …now has three laptops circling around her. Like vultures. Wanting to suck the life essence from her bones. 

4. wants to know why the hell the A/C is on at Irie when it’s cool and pouring rain outside. 

5. is very happy her mom is here! *dances* And not just because her mom insists on cooking, cleaning, babysitting/playing with David because, despite this being her vacation, she doesn’t know how sit still. 

6. is worried about there being a death curse on Purple Fig. Bill’s out with a hernia, Amanda wiped out on the scooter….and now there is a dangerous thunderstorm raging out side. HMMM. Is she NEXT?

….ok, ok. I will go back to work. It all worked out with my morning client schedule mishap, so I might as well take advantage of this unexpected opportunity to not work this weekend. 

Oh, on a side note, I did end up getting some tequila the other night. Ha! Toddler birthday parties are AWESOME. 

What’s even better? Doing shots with said toddler’s grandpa. How cool is that?

(I realize that I sound like a horrifying, awful parent right now—but if you think about it, who else in the world needs a fortifying dose of Don Edurado than the mothers of tiny, ravaging monsters?)

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Being a mother feels like the most unappreciated job in the world sometimes

Posted on January 21, 2009. Filed under: Family, Funny | Tags: , , , , , |

So. THIS JUST IN.

DAVID LOVES POOPY AND PEE-PEE.

Oh yes. It wasn’t enough that he loves “Christmas” and “Gracie” (my in law’s dog)—BUT NOW HE LOVES POOPY AND PEE-PEE.

I was changing his diaper and he was just all, sing song-y… “I love poopy, I love pee-pee, poopy, pee-pee!”

I’m glad my child is displaying signs of having a healthy body image, but where is the love for mommy? Where is the ‘I love you mommy!’? (more…)

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Pet sitting/boundaries/stress/self care/flirting

Posted on December 22, 2008. Filed under: Family, Home, Personal, Pets | Tags: , , , , , |

(Translation: HOLY SHIT)

(Jo, if this happens to be the ONE blog of mine you read—I LOVE YOU. 🙂

So apparently, my lesson this month is about having a realistic view of myself and my abilities.

And. so we’re learning what happens when I don’t have a clear grasp on reality and the word ‘yes’ comes out of my mouth far to often.

“Why, sure I can work extra cleaning hours this week while I’m training someone new and doing everything else that my job entails.”

“Why, sure I can do dishes at church tomorrow… I mean, I haven’t been to church in a month and it’s a 20 minute drive and the childcare closes before I’m done and I have a  three year old and Sunday’s are the only days I have completely off with John and I have  a paper due tomorrow and I’m leaving for The Place of Despair on Tuesday and….. and…….”

Things really aren’t too bad. I’ve been getting a lot better about setting good boundaries and protecting my emotional and mental health. (And, I refuse to feel guilty about it! You hear that? I REFUSE! Our society has such an unrealistic view about how much women are supposed to be able to accomplish. I mean, I am  supposed to be able to: Work a full time job, go to school full time, cook, clean, do other householdy stuff AND have a three year old while my partner works HIS full time job. Which is just crazy. And impossible. ….and anyone who looks at my bathroom can completely confirm this. Anyways.) (more…)

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A list

Posted on October 25, 2008. Filed under: Family, Personal | Tags: , , , , , , |

A List:

1. Something I am very proud of is not having sex with my first “real” boyfriend. (Sorry, Z, “special friends” doesn’t count….) Despite his, ah, “asking”. And by “asking” I mean “begging”. Which, considering how well he did other stuff (“Are you close?” “Close to what?”), is definitely a good thing. Lord. We probably wouldn’t have used condoms and, I have to say, I’m so glad I waited to have my teenage baby with John. Although, it would have served my parents right if my first boyfriend (he was a tattooed, pierced musician. Yes, I know, so cliche.) had gotten me pregnant.

But, still, like I said, I’m really proud I said no, because would have been a horrible decision on many levels. But, I was “in love” and thought he was really hot. (more…)

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The other vacation post

Posted on September 8, 2008. Filed under: Family, Personal, Relationships | Tags: , , |

This trip had it’s great moments. Like when a bit of Sedona lodged itself in my belly. Lazing around the pool with CJ, John and Johanna. Seeing my child for the first time after a blissful 8 day break. Reconnecting with an old friend over a plastic tub of Washington cherries. The satisfied feeling of sated blood lust after I helped CJ slaughter 6 people during a bloody round of paintball.

This was my first vacation with just John since our” honeymoon” four years ago. 

There’s nothing like real life to destroy the pleasure of living.

Or maybe it’s parenting.

(I think it’s a good thing I’m putting David on the waiting list for Habibi’s Hutch.)

Either way–actually being with John without David (in some form) for more than 3 hours for the first time since 2 months after we got married was….eye opening. Reassuring.

We’ve had a difficult year and it was really good to be reminded that, oh yeah—when I’m not going crazy with this whole parenting thing–I really like being a part of this couple.

Because being a couple and parenting are similar too, oh, I don’t know, playing paintball vs. fighting a war.

Except that it’s guerrilla warfare.

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A kid one

Posted on August 13, 2008. Filed under: Family, Funny | Tags: , , , , |

It’s about 9:30am and I’m already kind of sick of David.

That is NEVER a good sign at 9:30am.

I love my kid–I really really do. He is so sweet, he smells like almond soap and he gives the best hugs and kisses EVER.

I also suspect that he may just be the antiChrist. (more…)

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