STINKY JOHN JONES

Ditto

I could easily be this Mom!  Not the "Oh my God my kids will just wither up without me" condescending Mom, but the other one.  The one who doesn't fit 'the mold' of Super-Mommy.  The one who enters the PTA meeting late, disheveled and in pajamas because I forgot as usual.  I am the Mom who sent dog food to school on 100 items day because it was what I could find and I was already feeding the dogs when I remembered.  I am the fly by the seat of my pants Mom who enjoys my children but also enjoys my own hobbies as well.  The Mom who doesn't have perfect children, a perfect home, a perfect husband and a perfect lifestyle and doesn't care.  The one you will find brushing a cheese stick off at the playground and handing it back to my child who dropped it because dirt don't hurt and they need to build their immune system somehow.  And the Mom who doesn't easily make other Mom friends because I haven't read the latest Dr Sear's book or feed into the stereotypical Mom role.

What I am is a Mom who hasn't posted on her "Mom blog" in 6 months because although I have things to talk about I don't feel like anyone wants to read about it.  The Mom who has a calendar to keep track of the kids' after school activities because I have forgotten jump rope on Fridays numerous times and either show up to pick up too early or forget to pick up at all.  I have feed ice cream for dinner, and sometimes breakfast.  Given my kids chocolate and put them in front of the TV for a bit of quiet time.  Skipped reading homework to play Uno.  Let my daughter go to school in a pair of pants with a noticeable hole because they are her favorite.  Allowed my son to to have too much video game time and even worse the violent ones.  But, I am a Mom who will ADMIT my downfalls and still hold my head high. 

But, what keeps all this in check is balance as I am the Mom who will allow the neighborhood kids to carve pumpkins at my house and not worry about seeds getting thrown on the floor.  The one who always has an open door policy and believes trading homework right after school for playtime on a beautiful day is necessary.  Playing in dirt is a necessary evil for enrichment purposes and the hose is a good bath for afterwards.  Sleeping with a dog is comforting and the sheets can always be washed.  Setting up camp in the living room in front of the TV on the weekends is fun.  Having a picnic in front of the TV for dinner is even more fun.  And sleeping in Mom/Dad's bed from time to time is ok after a scary movie. 

What I am saying is nobody is perfect.  We strive for the same things, that our children are happy, healthy and successful in everything they do. How we get there is our prerogative. 

 

Back to Mommy Me

This one is for Lora....who asked about the kids.....

And it's funny you ask because just in the last few days they have produced more blog fodder then ever! 

As for Stink...he is having a hard time with his asthma, brought on by a cold that produces more snot than an entire Kindergarten class.  At the doctors on Monday and prescribed Prednisone along with his neb treatments every 4 hours and continue with his inhaler.  His first Prednsione was given at the office and not a half hour later he jumped onto my kitchen table and tried to swing from the hideous wagon wheel light that hangs over it.  At first I was like, yeah go ahead.  Rip the thing out of the ceiling because that may be the only way I ever get rid of the thing.  But then I thought better along with my $100.00 ER co-pay and what I could do better with that money. So I gently pried his fingers off and grounded his feet to the floor.  Needless to say, he is not handling the meds well and neither is Mommy.  Or the rest of the people within listening distance of us. 

What's better is that not two weeks ago Chachi went back to school after being out for 10 days with her asthma, brought on by allergy season.  She was on an antibiotic, neb every 4 hours, nasonex, clariton and two inhalers.  Now add that up with an ER visit and three doctor's co-pays and what do you get?  At least 3 pairs of Uggs for Mommy.  And just the month before she broke her arm jumping from the counter after sneaking into the medicine cabinet, which was another ER co-pay.  I think our family alone is bringing the local hospital out of bankruptcy.  The least they could do is send us a fruit basket, preferably Edible Arrangements just in case they are reading this....hi hospital.....

Oh, and the best part.....Chachi got kicked out of school today.  The kid is really racking up the miles in Kindergarten.  And surprisingly it had nothing to do with using her classmate's braids for reins on her pretend horse. 
I received a call from the school nurse asking for her vaccination record.  The one I have been avoiding all year because I really don't want to go in front of the school board.  For one, I know I can not hold back my temper if the talk of taxes comes up...and that will definitely not bode well for my case.  Not to mention the incredibly rude bus driver and how we have almost been to blows on several occasions.  Coupled with the fact that we don't even use the public school system yet I pay out the ass. 
Back to getting kicked out.....apparently they do not appreciate our delayed vaccination schedule and just can not fathom having a titer done instead of just cranking my kid full of mercury.  Whoda thunk it. 
A quickly jotted letter from the pediatrician and we have an extension.  Now, I just have to find out of that extension brings us to the end of the school year.  If so, we're all good.  If not....life is gonna suck for some school board official that I begin to harass. 

Other than that life is peachy in the kid department.  They continue to suck the life out of me and never sleep just like little vampires.  But of course, I wouldn't change it.  Before you know it, they will be out of the house and on their way.  Whether or not that means military school is to yet be determined. 

Moving Forward

It's been a while.  I can't really explain why except to say that I lost my mojo.  I could blame it on being too busy but there have been times I have sat down here and nothing would come out.  My drive was lost and for a time I thought I was done. 

But, I think what happened is that I no longer fit into the traditional "Mommy Blog" category.  There is so much more than that in my life, and although being a Mom is the most important part, by the end of the day I would like to take the extra time to cultivate the other parts.  To keep my sanity.  

So, what I have decided is to move forward with Stinky John Jones.  To evolve as our life moves forward.  To grow and embrace these other aspects that go along with being a Mommy while still keeping a piece of who I am as a person. 

Let's just say.....having kids is wonderful and fulfilling and a huge part of my life that I love to pieces.....but I have realized that they can't be my entire life.  I am coming out and saying, "I am a Mom, but that isn't all I am!" 

Wanna join me?  Even if it's just for one day.....turn your Mommy Blog into something more!  Post about yourself.  What you enjoy.  Your passions and hopes and wishes.  Be selfish!  And then come back and link to your post! 

Nothing

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.  I've got nothing.  Not sure what's going on, but lately, I've got nothing to say.  Things have been happening but I still got nothing. 

And I think I'm bored.  Bored of the weather.  Bored of my digs here, need a new header, look, something. Just anything will do, but still I've got nothing.

You got something?  Anything? 

I just can't wait for spring........

So I think I will just show you what is annoying......

Slow drivers in the morning.....they suck!

Snow....it sucks!

 

Whinny kids.....well, you got the idea!

That I can't do this!  Just once, I would like to chase my husband around with a frying pan....

And finally....THIS!  Who's freaking idea was it to listen to some dumb rodent and it's Spring prediction.  It's karma damn-it.  Of course if you say it will happen, it will.  6 more weeks of winter my ass.  I bet some big-wig snow tire seller is promoting the shit out of this thing to make more money.  Down with the rodent!  Down with the rodent! 

I must go to my happy place now.....

Seriously, a month?

Really?  My last post was 12/02/09? 

Wow! 

To my defense, I was sick for just about 3 weeks of that time with the flu.  Yup.  3 weeks, 2 of which I literally spent in bed and the other on the couch.  It sucked.  And right before Christmas, without any shopping done.  Lucky for Amazon. 

So what's going on in the internet world, peeps?  Clue me in on the happenings.  I have been living vicariously through my iPod touch cruising the net on that tiny screen since it could be done from bed.  And the laptop completely pisses me off to the point that I could literally throw it out an open window. 

Other than that, not much to tell here.  Or there could have been, but I have been in my own world of sickness and didn't care.  

I did get some shots of Christmas though......and maybe some randomness thrown in to boot....

Chachi and her "favorite" gifts.  Can you believe that!  Santa could have saved a ton of money!

 

Stink opening his DSi....Mommy's "favorite" gift.  I swear....I haven't seen this child in days!  Santa must have surely gotten my wish list :)

 

Chachi and her DSi....although she doesn't get so "lost" in gaming!   I mean, she is too busy watching her movies :)

 

How little chubby man, Chili, spent Christmas morning!

 

And his "big" baby brother...

 

Snow!  Snow!  The only shot I could get from the window.  Didn't think I was going out in THAT did you!

 

Whoda thunk that she actually has a decent bed to sleep in!

 

My favorite!  It's like this dog can read my mind.  Now if he could only hold him like that and give his little tushy a pinch at the same time! 

Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree......you don't contain anything breakable.

Let's not let a month go by next time, eh. 

Happy Holidays from our house to yours!!!!

Ho Ho HO!

Consequences of Misorganization

Just a few.....

A couple weeks ago Chachi came home from school with a project.....to "dress" a paper turkey.  I filed the due date away in my mind, Wednesday, and moved on. 
Come Tuesday, I reminded Chachi that we needed to finish her Turkey.  I happened to do this in front of her teacher when I picked her up at school.  And that evening, that's just what we did.  Only, after a second glance at the instructions, I noticed the due date. 
Apparently, we were a week late. 
I sent it in anyway. 
What's worse?  Chachi was so excited that HER turkey was hung on the wall with the others. 
Oops.  

This weekend was prepare for the holidays time.  Lights up, tree up, house cleaned and moved around to make room, etc.  While cleaning the living room, hubby decided to put our "extra" DVD player in Chachi's room, since her's suddenly stopped working.  After some fumbling with wires, moving her dresser out, finding an extentsion cord, etc we finally got it working.  Only, when the door to the player opened, hubby yelled out....
"Isn't this the Netflix movie you lost 6 months ago?" he exclaimed swinging around the disc on his pointer finger.
"What?!"
And there it was in all it's glory.  The reason why we have been down to one movie rental for months. 
Whoda thought to look in the actual DVD player? 

And finally, a picture story (and I didn't do it).....

One side of our house.....ignore the crooked light.....

Aren't the lights nice?  Hubby worked feverishly over the weekend to get them up.  Before his TV time. 

Now that you know how "fast" he was working, take a second look. 

Notice anything strange?  Besides the crooked light!

Here....I will give you a closer look.....

Ding Ding Ding Ding.  That's right!  He left the light packaging on the roof.  

And I took these just now.  Exactly 3 days and 6.5 hours later. 
At this rate, he might as well leave them there to make taking them down that much easier. 

And that's my life.  Crooked light and all. 
Oh, did I mention the bulb in that light has been out for months.  And did I mention that the photo-cell on that light has been broke for even longer.  And did I mention that I actually have a tiny flashlight on my keychain so I can see to get in the door. 

Jumble

Is it just me, or with the time change, does 10pm feel like the middle of the night? 

I have been in bed, exhausted, just after 8pm many times these past few weeks.  Now that it's getting dark earlier, my body thinks I should be hibernating. 

Now for the jumble of happenings....I think it's easier this way.....

Timber:  He is doing fabulously.  We couldn't have hoped for a better outcome.  He is officially done with his medication and pain free.  And we start puppy school at the end of November, so that should be interesting. 

A few weeks ago Stink and I took Timber to meet Chachi at school.  Of course, when kids see a puppy, they go all googly eyed and insist on invading your personal space.  At one point, another Mother asked if her little girl could pet the doggy.  This little girl was probably just over a year old.  I said yes, and held Timber so he wouldn't jump.  Next thing I know, Stink is tugging on the Mother and asks, "Can I pet your baby?" and begins to rub her head. 
Embarrassment was the first thing that came to mind.  Then, I thought about it.  Your child is petting a member of our family, so why shouldn't we return the favor.  Huh.  The kid taught me another lesson. 

Speaking of Stink....this child finally seems to have grown out of the terrible 2's.....at 3.5 years of age. If I didn't know him, I would have thought someone switched him out for a better behaved kid. 

And what's worse is that Chachi has taken over his role as the PITA. 
A Mom can never win. 

Bedtime is still blissful.  Unless I let Dave put the kids to bed.  Why is it that husbands screw everything up?  His way is to put them in bed and walk away.  If they get out, he lets them lay down with him, inevitably falls asleep, and I walk in to a husband and two kids snoring in my bed.

Which reminds me, he put them to bed tonight.  I better go check and see what's happening.  Wanna bet they are not in their own beds?