It has been so bananas lately. The schedule I'm keeping is ridiculous. I've gotten somewhat used to it, but I am so looking forward to some down time! I have appts every single morning before I bring kids to school, mon-sat. Then w/ Ave's dance class, and my working 3 or so days a week, I can hardly keep it all straight. My kids last day of school is tomorrow, and then we have SPRING BRAKE!! WOOOHOOOOO. No running kids to school or dance class for a whole week. Bliss I tell, pure bliss :) AND, I'm not friggn' working at ALL during that week. I want to sleep in, maybe do some yard work.... or watch tv.. maybe I'd even have time to read a book. That'd be nice.
We've been waiting for our tax refund for the last week. They were e-filed by our accountant, and should have been deposited into our account last week. I've been checking everyday, and still nothing. I finally called our accountant this morning, and she says 'oh. I had a problem w/ the baby's ssn# so I called and they told me to try something else, and I've been busy and haven't gotten to it' WHAT?! We have a whole pile of bills to pay, and we've been thinking that they were going to show up any minute. The crazy old hag couldn't even call us to let us know?! I was irate. She said that she'll try to make time to do it today or tomorrow. I'm still pissed about it. I asked her to call me AS SOON AS YOU DO IT, and if I don't hear from her by tomorrow morning, I'm calling again! I'll sit on her front porch till she gets it down if I need to, but we are counting on that money. I can't wait any longer to pay all of our bills, so now I have to shift things around, and pull some money out of my magic ass to take care of them. This would have been much easier to take care of 2 flippn weeks ago! Maybe our tax lady is getting too old to properly take care of business. I think she's in her late 70's. We've used her for years, and have been happy with results, but this, this just sucks. I think she's slipping.
The baby started saying a new word! When I got her up from her nap yesterday, I was talking to her as I normally do, and then she responded w/ "nononononononono NO" LOL. Funny baby. She's been getting around w/ a quickness that makes me dizzy. She can shoot from one end of the house to the other in mere seconds. She's getting curious, and starting to explore things, like light sockets, cupboards that she can pry into, and blinds. So, she's been hearing 'no no' but I don't think she knows what it means yet. I can't believe she'll be 1 in 2 weeks.
It was Chicken's birthday yesterday. My lovely bestest friend ever is now 28. Getting old love :) Her and my brother have set a wedding date as well! July 1. I can't believe that she's marrying MY brother. Never in a million years would I have guessed that they would end up together. AND, she's having my niece or nephew. Does it get much better than that? I think not. Not all of us get to have our best friend marry into the family. I can't wait till she gets a big preggo's belly. I can't wait till they get married. I can't wait to hold my niece or nephew :)
Anyway, laundry is calling me. I think when I'm win the lotto, I'm going to hire someone to do all my laundry and dusting. I should start playing the lotto. Till later then :D

Blogger has not let me post for the last week! I'm not sure what the issue is, but I hope it's over!
Lots has been going on this last week. Too much really. I'll give you a brief recap :) Too much to be too detailed.
My aunt died. It was sad. We knew she was really ill, and were expecting it, but then she woke up. She had been awake, but non responsive for 2 weeks. Her kidneys had shut down, and she couldn't breathe on her own. An EEG was done, and they discovered that she had 50% brain damage. She lives in CA, while the rest of us live here, so my grandma flew out there to say goodbye, and pull the plug basically. When grandma got there and started talking to her, she WOKE up. She opened her eyes, grabbed grandma's hand, and was anwsering her questions by shaking her head yes or no. The doctors were floored, and thought she might make it. She died late that very night. It was an emotional roller coaster. She's going to do, so sad, SHE MIGHT LIVE! IT'S A MIRACLE! And then, oh no, she did die. It was very sad.
Max came down with Strep throat, AGIAN. His doc said that there is an empidemic of strep in our area. Max was unfortunate enough to catch both the first and second wave of it. I hope he NEVER gets it again! Max and I went and saw the Jungle Book live. That was fun, and they did a good job with it. Max really enjoyed it too.
My good friend's baby got some test results back this week. Baby E hasn't met his milestones, by a long shot. The doc's did some digging, and the CPK level came back kind of high. CPK is what your muscles let out when you have muscular dystrophy. They said his aren't as high as MD patients, but that's kind of what it points too. They re-did all the labs, and she'll have to wait 6 weeks for those. If it comes back high again, they will do a muscle biopsy to find out for sure weather or not he has MD. I really hope it's not that. MD can kill you before you are a teenager. There are other forms, that don't kill you, but you might always be weak. I just don't want it to be that. My friend is really having a rough time with all of this. Baby E is 10 months old. The waiting is killing her.
My other dear friend had a beautiful baby girl this weekend! That was exciting, and while she was in the hospital, I had her 2 yr old. Everything went fine, except for the donut outing, but I'll have to get to that another time. The 2yr old is a very good boy, but it made it more hectic around here :)
My mom had surgery last week Tuesday. It was for carpal tunnel, and everything went well, but she is still really sore. She can't use her right arm at all for 6 weeks. She's right handed. Makes everything a little more difficult, but she's doing good, and getting used to only having one arm.
Avery had a check up today. She has an infection in her nose, called impintigo. I can't spell to save my ass, so just sound that one out. I've heard of it before, but I'm not too sure what it is. Her ped said that its fairly common, and easier to get if you have super sensitive skin, which she does. He gave me a nice compliment too. We were talking about Jade, and I had said something about thinking to have another. He said that he could tell I was one of those rare moms, that love every part of being a mother, and that I'm a good one. That's nice to hear. If he only knew... lol. It is true that I love being a mom. It's hard for me to make a decision to stop having kids, I feel like I'm just now getting the hang of this mommy business.
This is a really boring post. I'm afraid to make it more interesting, b/c the instant I get creative, my computer will freeze and the very evil blogger will eat it! I haven't been to anyone's else's blog this last week either. I'm going to try and catch up on my reading. Hope you are all well!!

Weigh In

I weighed in this morning, and I'm down another pound. I've been doing this diet for 2 weeks tomorrow, and have lost 9 pds. Very exciting stuff! I want to keep seeing that scale move down. It makes me feel better about sticking with it when I see results. I'm wearing some jeans today that used to be tight, and I can pull them off without unbuttoning them now! My mom is having surgery today, so I don't have any more time for blogger. I'll have longer post tomorrow!

Avery has dance class on Mondays. She does tap and ballet. Today was parent watch day. Generally we are not allowed to go in the dance studio w/ them. We sit in the lobby, and can watch them on a TV. I was so excited to go and see what she's been learning! The recital is in May. Anyway, all of the parent shuffle into the room, and class begins. At first, it goes really well. Then she messed something up. Because we were all watching, she got really embarrassed, and REFUSED to do anymore. She started to cry, and then came over to me and sat down. She wouldn't do anything. I couldn't coax her back for the life I me. Bribes.. Nothing. Then she fell off the bench and hit the back of her head on it. Poor girl. I don't think she's going to get on the stage for her recital. I don't want to invite anyone to come. The tickets are 8$, and what a waste if she doesn't do it. I don't know what to tell her to make her feel better about it. Suggestions? I don't think she's feeling very good either. She woke up w/ a rash on her face yesterday, and she looks a little pale. She sounds stuffed up too, but I wonder if that's from the bloody nose she woke up with in the middle of the night. Please, not another illness!
I'm sick of our ghetto neighbors. Those kids have the filthiest mouths. Not too mention their parents. The kids were outside playing basketball yesterday, swearing at each other loud enough for me to hear in my garage. "Stupid Ass! Gimme the fuckn' ball! Shut the fuck up bitch!" The parents do NOTHING. What can they do? They talk like that too. Yes, I swear. BUT, not in front of my kids, not loud enough to disturb neighbors, and IF MY KIDS talked like that, you can bet on them eating soap. If the parents next door are not going to do anything about it, what should I do? I'm telling you, those bastards are decreasing my home value as we speak. Makes me want to move.
The diet is still going well. I weigh in again tomorrow. It's getting tougher. I was so excited about the rapid weight loss in the beginning, and now its just trickling off. Pisses me off. Its difficult for me to stick with it, which I am, and then see slower progress. Bah! Pizza please.. Maybe some cake? I'll let you know how it goes.

I'm being a bit naughty today. I feel kind of bad. I'm suppose to work in Max's class today, making copies and what not. And I'm not going to. I'm keeping Max home with me. If he's sick, I certainly can't go in. Other than he's not sick. I'm sick of HAVING to be somewhere, sick of sending my kids to sitters. I just plain don't want to. Not at all. So I'm not. And my conscious is already bothering me about it. Damn. I just want to be home w/ my kids. I want to catch up with them, and with my housework. I haven't gone to the grocery store in 2 weeks, out of everything, 13 loads of laundry, its time to mop and dust. I have decided that if I had a normal job, I would HATE it. How do you working moms get anything done? Anything at all? I feel like its time for me to turn off the phone, and hide out w/ my family. No more stuff to do! I can't get around the dermatologist, that's important, and I'm still going 3 days a week, but anything else, no way! Speaking of my skin, it's weird. All of a sudden this morning, 1/2 the spots disappeared. Awesome!
I'm looking forward to a very quiet weekend! I'm making 0 plans for anyone in our family. I have lots more to blog about, but I'll save it for another day. Weight update- down 8 pds in 8 days!!! Wooohoooo. My clothes are already starting to fit differently. Very nice.

BUSY!

The last 5 days have been crazy busy! I'm looking forward to some down time. Friday night we had all of the boys from Max's kindergarten class over for a birthday party. I don't EVER want to do that again. Those boys were so crazy and loud. Screaming, wrestling, chaos. It was hard to get their attention to even play games. All the boys had a good time, and more importantly, Max really enjoyed it. I don't think I'll be doing that again next year.
I went and weighed in on Saturday morning. I lost another 3 pounds!!! That brings me to 7 in under a week. Just a few days really. It was really hard being away from home and eating out this weekend. I just can't eat out. Or not till I get more familiar w/ what's ok to eat, and what isn't.
Hubs and I had a GREAT time this weekend. It was so nice to hang out, talk, play, catch up. We went to Traverse City, MI, and played at the Sutton's Bay Casino. We won 250$ playing black jack. It was great. We didn't get home Sunday night till after 9. We couldn't wait to see the kids! I missed them soooo much. Nice to get away, but even better coming home.
I had to go to Jury Duty on Monday. Ick. I was selected for a Federal trial. It was very interesting watching the judicial process. The case ended today, and we found the defendant guilty on all 3 charges. The guy sold crack to an undercover agent, sold it to him within 1000 feet of 2 elementary schools, and he had a gun. He already was a convicted felon, so having a gun is a big no no, and the gun is why it was in federal court instead of state court. It was interesting, but I'm glad its done. It was a pain in the ass to set up day care for my kids! And on top of that, I still MISS them. I want to play with them, and snuggle. I can't wait to pick them up today!!!

Yea!

Yesterday was my first official diet day. I had to go in today for a weigh in. Ugh. I couldn't believe they wanted to get my weight after only one day. How much difference could a day make anyway? How about 4 pounds bitches!!!!! I was so excited! 4 pounds indeed! I feel really encouraged by this. I'm going do my best w/ this program.
Do you ever say something, and then the minute it comes out, you're like 'shut up jackass! Why would you EVER say that?'??? I so did that at work last night. I think I've mentioned that I work for a hotel every now and again. Last night I was working, and this older business man/gentleman/very PROPER guy checked in. I asked if there was anything else he needed, and he asked me to bring extra pillows up. No problem. I brought the pillows up to him, and he insisted on tipping me. He hands me the $$, and without thinking I say 'thanks handsome'. What the hell? WHY did I say that? Must be b/c I say it to my son all day, but geez. My face turned red as I hustled out of the room. What a dork. Love it when that happens. What a hussie.
Today is Max's 6th birthday :) He woke up this morning and went running to the mirror. "LOOK MOM! I'M BIGGER TODAY! I'M 6!" So cute. I have lots to do today. I need to clean my house, and make up the gift bags for Max's party tomorrow. I want to get as much as possible done today, so I can relax some tomorrow. My poor sad house has been neglected this week. Too much going on this week. I'm VERY much looking forward to hubs and I night away. Can't wait. Although I won't be able to have any beer, or food. Nah, its not that bad, but it would be nice to have a little more room. I refuse to get off this program though, even for a day. NOT till I get to my goal. I'm committed :)

Bye Bye Fatty

Wooohooo! I signed up at a weight loss center today. I've been wanting to do something about it for awhile, and finally decided it was time. I took the plunge. I'm really excited, but nervous too. I'm committed, but I worried it won't work the way it should, or that I'll screw it up by not having the will power I need to make it happen. It was more money than I wanted, but at this point, if I can lose weight in a healthy manner, and keep it off, it will be worth it. And overall, its cheaper than some others. This place offers one on one counseling, a specific menu catered to your health history and your goal weight. In just 4 months, I'll be thin! I'll take before and after pictures for you. I'll try to post the before shot this week. My camera is currently out of order, but I hope to remedy that tomorrow. The other thing about this program, is that its medically sound. They do lab work there to check for thyroid issues, and any other health problems that could enable your ability to shed pounds, and all of the people that work there are certified nutritionists. Oh, and when you reach your goal, you get 1/2 your money back. A little extra added bonus. My goal is 40 pds. Seems like a HUGE amount, but supposedly, completely possible. Wait and see... I'm hopeful! By mid summer, I'll be smaller, and maybe even have clear skin! wooooohoooooooo. Very exciting things happening in the Blue household!

Drunk Dial

You know.... My biological dad is a drunk. Always has been. He and my mom separated when I was just 2. From the stories I hear, I was desperately wanted by both parents. They tried to conceive me for 4 years. I was a wanted child. I was born premature, and my parents were told I would not live through the night. I survived, obviously. You would think, or at least I would, that b/c of all that, I would matter to him. But the bottle was the only thing that his heart truly loved. As a child, and teenager, I struggled with that. How could I be so wanted, but then left aside? He was never around. Or if by chance he did call he'd promise to be there by noon, and never show up. I'd wait on the porch w/ my little bag packed, till supper, when my mom would try to soothe my broken heart. Then I'd sit by the window, convinced that he was still coming, maybe just got held up. I'd wait till bedtime, and then cry myself to sleep. This pattern continued all throughout my life. He went to jail a few years ago. By the time he went to jail, I had pretty much written him off. Knowing he was there made me sad for him. I wrote him a few letters, telling him that even though we don't have a relationship here, I would like to see him in heaven, and it wasn't too late for him to turn things around for him. He could give up drinking, get a job, etc. I urged him to think about how his life had gotten him to this point, and to change it. He wrote me many letters, asking for forgiveness, saying he knew that he never did right by me, please, can I try again, I love you, more blah blah blah. I agreed, but told myself that I wouldn't invest my whole heart into it, but I would see where it went. He stayed with hubs and I for a week when he got out of jail, and got to know my kids for the first time. I kept my guard up, but it began to slip, sooner than I thought. He stayed sober for a year. That year was a great time in my life. I finally felt wanted, and excepted. For some reason, I've always wanted him to be proud of me. Like it matters. Anyway, his girlfriend of 15 years died from a drug overdose. He had his first beer at her funeral. I tried not to be mad, after all, it was her funeral. But I knew what was to come. He's a full fledged drunk again. Within a month of her death. I try to avoid answering the phone after 6pm when he calls. He's way drunk by then. But now it's only 330, and he called all drunk and retarded. Slurring, saying stupid shit about being a secret agent, and nam rambles. He missed my birthday, again. I think the only one he really showed up for was 10 years ago. I don't know what to do about him. I don't want to be an asshole, but at the same time, C'mon. I can't force him to stop drinking. I can't make him stop. I won't allow him to be around my kids. OVER MY DEAD body will they ever be exposed to that sort of lifestyle. Its just not ok with me. There were times when he would pick me up only to bring me to a party, so I could watch people get drunk and stupid, or do drugs. One time he brought me and my brother to a bar, told us to stay in the car, and he'd be right back. He forgot about us. He came out 3 hours later, falling down the stairs. Makes my skin crawl to think about those times now. Now that I have my own children, I can't understand him at all. I would never, could never, and would protect them from that environment with my life. Empty promises and broken hearts. Those things should effect me now, I'm a grown up dammit. I don't know what to do w/ him.

Fucking Car! AGAIN!

Son of a bitch! The stupid P.O.S car did it again! I went outside this morning, to warm it up. Came back out looking for Max's snow stuff, and the damn thing was locked! AGAIN! All by itself. Pisses me off. Thankfully there wasn't a kid in it this time. The fire dept will only help if there is a kid in it. Had to call someone to bring my son to school, and my daughter will be missing her dance class. Ah, well. Could be worse. Hubs was suppose to put the spare in a magnetic lock box under the fender, but he didn't get around to it yet. Not only that, but he hasn't taken it off his key ring. I didn't really think it was likely to happen again, and neither did he. I'm currently waiting for a towing company to come and unlock it. I'm glad for the road side service I pay extra for now. STUPID. The tow guy just came and unlocked it. Nice. My neighbors must really think I'm loopy now. Maybe I should wander around my yard yelling to myself to reinforce that...
Max's party was nice. He had a good time. It was for my family, and our close friends, and they all came. I love spending time w/ my family, and good friends. I like knowing I can count on them. I made a bunch of food! Meatball, sweet pasta salad, fruit salad, cake, my grandma brought taco salad, chicken brought a cheese ball, and my mom brought BBQ and pickle wraps. MMMMMMMM. If you ever have to go to any sort of potluck, this sweet pasta salad is out of this world good! Lemme know if you want the recipe. My brother got Max a BB gun! It looks like a shot gun. I can't believe he got him that! I think 6 is a bit young for guns... My brother had one around that age though. I shot my first real shot gun at 6, and it knocked me on my ass! I don't think a BB gun would do that. I'm kind of unsure about what I think of it as yet. We told him gun safety, and he isn't allowed to touch it w/o daddy w/ him. We will keep it locked in our gun safe. We have quite a few guns. Hubs is a hunter. When we started having kids, we went out and bought this huge, 800 pnd safe for them.
This week is again busy! I have to work Mon Tue and Wed, go to the derm. 3 times this week during the day, Thursday is Max's actual birthday, so we are taking him to a video game/go kart place, Friday is his bday party for all of his school friends, and sat, hubs and I are going out of town!!! We will be back Sunday night. I'm getting a little nervous about leaving our kids, especially the baby. We haven't been w/o them(all of them at the same time) for a night in close to 3 years. This will be the first time we leave Jade. Max and Avery are going to my mom's, and Jade is going to be spending Saturday and Saturday night, w/ my grandma. I know that my grandma will take care of her just fine, but she does weird stuff. Like put yogurt in her bottle, or feed her odd food. And she'll run all over the place w/ her. My grandma is very active, and together, but I have noticed she's getting kind of flighty about some things. Like she'll ask the same question 4 times in a row, like she never asked at all. Bothers me. Makes me want to stay home and take care of my baby myself. Sunday morning, my S-I-L is going to pick her up and keep her till we get home. I'm more comfortable w/ that, b/c she has young kids too. Things were very different when my grandma had babies. I'm sure it will be fine.. I just need to relax and stop thinking about it, or I really won't go. I need to go. It will be good for me, and super good for hubs and I.

Birthdays

My birthday was fun. Bowling was a blast! I lost 50$ though, and that sucks. Birthday money from my grandma :( Oh well. At least it wasn't money we had budgeted for anything. I was hoping to purchase something for myself, but so sad for me. I got an awesome present from Chicken. My favorite flower is a daisy, particularly Gerber daises. Gerber daisy's don't come back every year here, so she found another kind similar, but they grow back bigger and better each year. Not only that, but she found BLUE daisy's! Not only is blue my name, but my favorite color as well. She always comes up w/the most thoughtful gifts! I was very excited about them. Now I just have to figure out where I can plant them!
Not much happening for the weekend. Hubs and I watched a movie last night, tonight I may or may not play poker at a friend's house, and tomorrow, we're having a birthday party for Max! I can't believe he's turning 6. Time goes so fast. My first baby. I was so scared when I found out I was pregnant w/ him. I was terrified of being a mother, and I had very little experience w/ babies. I never thought that I wanted kids. Not b/c I disliked kids, I just didn't think I'd be a good mom. When my water broke (3 weeks early) I thought I was going to die from the panic attack that I had. My knees were shaking. They kept shaking, all the way up till he was born. Then it was love. He was such a beautiful baby. I was also under the impression at the time that all newborns were ugly. He was perfect. He had great color, and perfectly round head, small nose and ears, and a tuft of blonde hair. I fell hard for him. I was not prepared for the joy that he brought me. So in love. And I still am. He is my easy going kid. He sensitive, loving, smart, kind. He knows everything there is to know about race cars and harley's. He loves spiderman and ninja turtles, and starting to love video games. Good boy all the way around, and I can't believe he's going to be 6. I always cry when one of my kids has a birthday. I'm excited to see them grow, but sad at the same time that they are. Ah, the joys and sorrows of being a mom :)

Happy Birthday to ME!

Yes indeed, 28 years ago today, I was born. I was born premature, and the doctors told my parents that I would not live through the night. Poo poo on them, Here I am! I love birhtdays, but my own are much less exciting. Now I'm just getting older. We have plans w/ some friends tonight. We are going out for dinner, and then bowling :) I wanted to go ice skating, but it didn't work out. I'm looking forward to it. I'm just sad my fabulous Chicken isn't able to come. Damn second shift jobs! Should be a good time anyway.
When I got up this morning and looked in the mirror, my face was CLEAR. That new doc is magic! I didn't wear make up today! WOOOOHOOOO. It's a little peal-ish, but who cares? The redness is gone. I'm on my way to normal!
Other than that, not too much happening. I am having an issue w/ my son, but I'll save it for another day. Here's to being 28!!!!!