Friday, September 12, 2008
Each morning during the week I get up between 5 and 6 a.m. (Closer to 6, or after, if I'm running late.) After I eat my breakfast, take my medicine and get dressed - if I'm on time - I wake up one of the middle children.
Usually I choose my 3-year-old daughter because she's normally pleasant and sweet in the morning. The other day I tapped her a little, sat her up and put her feet on the floor. I stood her up and gave her a hug as she continued to wake up. Normally I hold onto her shoulders to guide her or hold her hand, and I think she has gotten used to that because she keeps her eyes closed.
For some reason, a couple of days ago, I wasn't guiding her or holding her hand. I turned my head to the left because a toy on the floor caught my attention and before I could turn back around she had ran into the door jam.
I grabbed her and kissed her head while moving her in the right direction and trying to hold in my laughter. It was so funny because she didn't make a sound. There was just the thump of her head against the door jam.
I guess it didn't really wake her up all the way. Later I thought, 'What a bad mommy to laugh at my baby.' However, that didn't keep me from chuckling at the memory.
Has anyone close to you done something where you have to hide your laughter or smile?
Thursday, September 11, 2008
I don't normally dress down that much unless I'm not feeling well, haven't had enough sleep or if I am running late. This day it was a combination of it all, but I thought I looked kinda cute. :D Both of us wore jean capris, flip flops, casual t-shirts and carried a colorful bag. Her bag has different colored butterflies on it and mine has different colored stripes. We joked about it as we walked along and were laughing when we walked into the lobby of the building.
As we made it through the lobby, on our way to the attendance office, there was a lady admonishing a young man to get to class. She turned toward us and said something like, "And y'all need to hurry up and get to class too."
We were still laughing and it didn't dawn on me 'til a few steps later. I whispered to Amber, "Is she talking to us?"
She laughed. "Uh, I think she is."
We get to the attendance counter and I say, to the student worker who knew Amber, "I think that lady just told me to get to class."
She laughed, described the lady and joked about it for a minute.
Before Amber went to class I said again, "Was she really talking to us?" I started to laugh.
I mean I know I look a little younger than my nine days shy of 40 years, but do I really look like a high school student? I thought it was pretty funny and had an amused look on my face as I walked past the woman again. I'm sure she saw us standing at the attendance office and I can only imagine what she was thinking.
She was either thinking I know I told that kid to get to class or she was feeling pretty silly for saying that to a parent. Although I didn't say anything to her and she didn't say anything else to me I wish I could have come up with something clever to say.
An-t-way... that gave me a chuckle for the rest of the day. Regardless of her little slip it makes this 40-year-old mom feel pretty, young and hot! You know?
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
While I was in the store I browsed around to see if they had the type of stationary I've been looking for, I checked out the journals and planners then happened upon the laptops.
My mouth fell open. As I softly touched the top of the HP Pavilion dv6910us Entertainment Notebook PC (I had to look on the website to find the right name), I got chills. I mean that thing is beautiful. It's sleek, soft and smooth with the perfect wide screen... The colors are brilliant and it has everything I need. I could just picture myself caressing the keys everyday.
I slowly moved my fingers over the keys and they easily engaged to magically put the words on the screen. It was cool to the touch and I wanted to snatch it from the shelf and hug it to my chest. Ah, I think I'm in love.
I don't want to talk badly about my current laptop, but I can't help it right now. It's a plain, black, heavy IMB ThinkPad. It's boring, square, with a small little screen. I know I should be thankful that I at least have something to use, but have you seen the new laptops they have nowadays?
I'm even feeling a little tingly just thinking about that HP. Standing in front of that thing, I knew I had it bad when I realized I suddenly wished I had a credit card.
I closed my mouth and slowly left the store. SIGH... maybe one day the splendor of that technology will sit perched on my desk, but -- for now -- I'll just stop drooling.
The main problem I have right now? Why is it so hot? As I'm getting ready around the house I end of sweating before I even get outside in the summer heat. My 3-year-old daughter is always complaining that it's cold in my room in the morning because I have the ceiling fan on high.
When we get in the car it's no different. I can't get the air conditioning high enough or cold enough and before we've pulled out of the driveway that same daughter says, "Mommy, I'm cold."
"I'm sorry," I say, "Mommy is burning up!"
I was thinking I should get a new air conditioning compressor from Discount AC Parts.com. That's the place to check out if you need to replace your auto ac parts. Whether you need something as fancy as BMW or Mercedes AC compressor or a Volkswagen ac compressor, they have what you're looking for.
My 3-year-old daughter may not be happy if I get a new a/c compressor, but I will sure be a lot cooler.
Normally when I weigh myself I do it once a week and in the morning. I'm not always fully awake and I often shuffle into the laundry, where the scale is located, with my eyes half shut. Eventually I turn on the light and step on the scale.
I did this little routine some time last week. I don't always look down right away because I figure I need to brace myself for whatever it's going to say. I took a deep breath and looked down.
I blinked my eyes and did a mental shake of the head. That can't be right, I thought. In my morning fog, I stepped off the scale and stepped back on and sure enough it said the same thing: 240 pounds!
When I stepped off again I noticed that instead of being set on zero it was set on 60. One of my darling children had changed the dial. Luckily I was able to clear the sleep cobwebs from my brain before I ran hysterically through the house screaming, crying and waking up everyone.
Have you had any surprises this week... real or otherwise?
Oh, and in case you're wondering, my weight loss ticker at the top is correct. I'm 170 pounds and I've lost 29 pounds since January.
Thanks to everyone who wished him well and said a prayer for him and his family. You guys are the best.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Tina gets extreme pleasure from tagging me with these memes... I think she thinks it's funny that I normally forget. Well, I fooled her this time and I am getting it done right away.
1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Yes. I was named after Petula Clark, but my mother pronounces it Petchala. She saw Petula on a tv show when she was pregnant with me and the singer said, "Sometimes people call me Petula, sometimes people call me Petchala."
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? I teared up while watching the end of The Closer the other day. Where the detective broke down after they found the guy who killed his little brother.
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? I guess
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? I don't have a favorite.
5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Yup, don't you read my blog? LOL!
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Oh yea!
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? Fairly often.
8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Yup
9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Nope, I am too old for that! Might make my heart stop! LOL.
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Honey Bunches of Oats
11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? Yes, it saves the shape of the shoe.
12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Physically - not really. Otherwise, like a rock.
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Skinny Cow
14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? I don't know. I've never noticed what I notice first.
15. RED OR PINK? Red
16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF? My lack of patience.
17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? My friends and family back home.
18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? Uh, no thank you.
19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? Black shorts and pink slippers
20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? A Skinny Cow
21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? Quiet... well, me typing.
22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Red, I guess.
23. FAVORITE SMELLS? I don't know.
24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? My mother.
25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? Yup, she rocks!
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Basketball
28. EYE COLOR? brown
29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Not anymore. I hate touching my eyes. I want laser surgery.
30. FAVORITE FOOD? Chocolate, of course.
31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? Scary movies
32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? The Pursuit of Happyness
33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? Red
34. SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer
35. HUGS OR KISSES? Some of both.
36. FAVORITE DESSERT? Anything chocolate, duh!
37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Don't know
38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? I am in the middle of several that I can't remember. :D
40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Mouse pad? I have a lappy.
41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT? nothing.
42. FAVORITE SOUND? Quiet.
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? Neither
44. WHAT IS THE FURTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? From my home in Delaware when I was a teenager to Hawaii.
45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? Being me! :D I guess writing.
46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Delaware.
47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK? I'm going to leave this one open! If you do it then let me know 'cause I would love to read it.
But let me tell you a little bit about the show first.
There were several different parents who were talking about the difficulties they were having with their children. One woman was talking about her trouble with getting her autistic and mentally disabled child to do the things she needed him to do now that he was almost 100 pounds. He was cognizant enough to choose not to walk or not to move when she told him to.
Photo by Jerry Avenaim for
Newsweek magazine (2001)
This mom was overwhelmed, becoming physically unable to cope and experiencing extreme fatigue, guilt and defeat. Dr. Phil offered her and her husband experts to assist them in dealing with their son and deciding if placing him in a facility, which is what the mom wanted to do, was the best choice for all involved.
The last mom featured was one who acknowledged that she had a good life, healthy children and a fabulous husband. Her problem? She just wanted to run away from it all. If I remember correctly she had six children and had began having children at a young age. She said the kids were loud, unruly, wouldn't listen and there was always something going on.
She said she couldn't cope and she felt guilty if she thought about taking some time out for herself or wanted to get away from the kids. (Sounds familiar, huh?) Well, after Dr. Phil assured her that taking a break was healthy for both her and her family he told her she was lazy. Although he didn't say it exactly like that; he did get his point across.
After he acknowledged that he knew it sounded crazy given how tired she is and how she's always doing something -- like most mothers -- he explained what he meant: He said that if kids are out of control and unfocused or into everything then it was the parent's job to provide activities and direction.
Basically the kids are running wild and tiring her out when she needs to take control of her pack. Hmmm? I thought. There are times when I am sitting at the computer trying to get some work done when my two middle kids are arguing, the baby is getting into something and I have to keep stopping to reign them back in.
There are times when I am fixing dinner and I keep having to redirect the baby from under the cabinet or from on top of a table.
Was I being lazy in not giving them a focused activity? I didn't think so. I tried to remember times when I had gotten them involved in an activity or task. Since I couldn't remember specifics I started from scratch. Over the past week or so I've been trying different things and I am still exhausted. LOL. I let the kids stay on the front stoop to blow bubbles, but have to keep stopping because they start blowing them into the house or the baby (who refuses to focus on anything longer than five minutes) tries to go out of the door.
Although I allow limited television watching I sometimes decide to let them watch a movie so I can finish working, take care of the baby, help the teenager or prepare dinner. Oftentimes before the movie is over they're jumping, running, throwing, arguing or involved in a different activity of their choosing. Like moving my couch to get a stray toy. (Imagine my thrill when they figured out how to do that.)
My conclusion? I don't think I am a lazy parent. I think there are times when kids will just be a little off the chain and not every single moment of everyday has to be focused and planned. However, they do need a lot of direction, tasks and consistency. So there's always a happy medium.
So tell me: Are you a super mom who plans your days and the kids' activities to the T, are you a little more laid back or a combination of the two?
I interrupt the regularly scheduled programming... uh, posting... for a little adult talk:
My good friend Tina F. asked me what code word I used for a booty call (you'll have to read that post if you missed it!) and I don't think I really have one. I guess I should say had. When my husband and I were together I can recall saying once, "Do you wanna have a date tonight?" He would get the hint. :D
Monday, September 8, 2008
I think I have actually gotten both of these before, but I am not complaining. It's nice to be recognized by fellow bloggers.
Here are the rules for the Kiss Ass award:
* Choose 5 bloggers that you feel are "Kick Ass Bloggers"
* Let 'em know in your post or via email, twitter or blog comments that they've received an award.
* Share the love and link back to both the person who awarded you and back to Mammadawg.
* Hop on back to the Kick Ass Blogger Club HQ to sign Mr. Linky then pass it on!
I am passing these on to...
1. Tina F.
4. Farah Deen
Sorry, I am being lazy today and not linking. I didn't get much sleep, but I still wanted to get it done. I am going to try to remember to come back later and link to you guys. K?
I didn't recognize the address on the box, but as I gazed at the city and state it dawned on me what it was. I tried ripping the box open, but Shaunalynn is an expert box sealer (ahem! :D) and it took me at least five whole minutes to break into the it.
I showed them to my teenager who thought they are absolutely adorable and couldn't wait to give them to my 3-year-old daughter. She marveled at the little tin purses and inspected them closely. Even my son had to get in on the action and he opened them to see if there was anything inside. After they had looked at them (and I had taken pictures), I snatched them up to keep out of the way of the baby who had already tried to pull them apart.
Here are the sweet little prizes that we won:
Thanks, hon, we love them!