Coffee....

So my entire pregnancy I limited my caffeine intake to as little as possible. Which meant no coffee and maybe 3 diet cokes the entire 9 months. I forgot how much I love that coffee. Bailey was an eating machine last night, and so the sleep I got was sitting up on the couch with a baby attached to me. So this morning I made a pot of coffee and decided I would drink a couple cups....yeah next thing I know the pot is gone and I am contemplating making a 2nd pot. I did not...but I will tell you this much, it was lovely to drink coffee and relax this morning. I just do not want this to turn into an everyday thing, but I could see it very easily happening.

O.K. end of coffee rant!

Borrowed time...

So I witnessed death first hand for the first time last night. We had a man brought in the the ER in cardiac arrest. They were not able to regain a heartbeat.

Moments like that just make me reflect on life, what would happen to my boys, my husband, my life. How would my kids remember me, know that I loved them. Who would make their boo-boo's all better with a single kiss and hug. So even though Brendan and Nathan make me want to scream, I am happy that I am hear to experience that. I don't mind cleaning up the living 50 times a day, because God has allowed me another day to watch my boys love life. Basically we are all on borrowed time, no one is guaranteed a tomorrow. So live every moment, like it was your last.

It makes me recall on of my favorite phrases.

"Love as if you have never been hurt. Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. And live everyday as if it were your last"

Today's the day!

Today is the day I have been waiting 8 months for! My husband and I will be reunited and getting started on our life in Texas! I can't wait! My parents aren't happy. My stepdaughters aren't happy (they are not going with us). My friends are not happy. I can't find anyone to talk about it with. My BTBBC friends are about it. A chapter in my life is closing where other people dictate what I say and do. We'll be able to do what we want and when we want. It's going to be glorious....

When someone dies....

Why do you think it effects me so much when someone I have never met in my life dies.

As you might have seen on the news...Leroi Moore, the saxaphonist from the Dave Matthews Band died on Tuesday. I have been absolutly heart sick about this...

But why? I never met the man, and even though they are my favorite band the way my heart feels about him passing, it is as though someone close to me is gone.

It is weird, when I hear about celebrities passing, like Bernie Mac last week, I always feel very sad about it.

Anytime before Keith always just looks at me and asks, Why? Why does it make me sad...and I have to ask myself that same question...

"Where do we go next....the nut farm" Yes we do!!!

So I got Sammy a Dora big sister dvd to give to her when the baby comes...

She is in love and wants to watch it everyday...no biggie.

I am sitting here today and Dora is yelling in my ear, being all pushy " Say Backpack, Say Backpack"

They are trying to get home cause Dora's mom is having a baby " A BABY, A BABY"

They have to go through the spooky forest, and by the nut farm to get to Dora's house.....I will tell you this much they might as well drop me at the nut farm if I have to watch this again!

My ass I'm outside your delivery zone

UGH.. I'm so freaking pissed at Jimmy Johns right now... How the mighty have fallen in my eyes... Fuckers are not even 5 minutes from my house and they're telling me that I'm outside of their delivery range and they won't deliver to me. Ummm. I've been having you deliver to my house since your store opened up at the beginning of the summer. Don't mess with my avo spread... The manager was yelling at me and I got super pissed and then he finally put me on the phone with his general manager who said that he would drive to my address and see what the distance was and if it's within 5 minutes, they'll add our address. Fuckers. Who the hell doesn't deliver spitting distance from their location?? Such bullshit... Now I'm screwed for lunch because the only thing that I want is a freaking jimmy johns sandwich and they won't accommodate me. Take your delicious roast beef sandwich and shove it in your gas tank.

woot!

Tonight is my last night of working midnights if I can help it. I know that they have a mini party planned for me. How do I know this? Because of the numerous amount of questions regarding whether or not I will be there. I had quit this job back in December to work for Hospice. It didn't work out and a month later I went back to the nursing home. When I quit in December I didn't canceled my last day and they had a mini party planned for me then. There was a big ice storm and I wasn't risking my life to get to work that night.

The stress of moving is starting to get to me. More so because of the house. I'm worried about it all. The packing and the moving is just way to much. I don't care to ever do this again.

The first day

So today is the first day I am home by myself with both kiddos. I am not sure if it is because Bailey is such a good sleeper, or because I am feeling so motivated, but I am getting stuff done!

I got a load of laundry washed, and it is in the dryer right now. I did all the dishes, and got a shower!

I have dinner planned for tonight!

I am feeling very accomplished.....and I hope it continues and I can keep the energy up!!!

I knew he was metrosexual but COME ON!

The almost four year old decided to use his yogurt as hair gel. Pomade if you will. He was using it to separate and define his style. Why? Well because it was handy I suppose and pink. He enjoys things that are pink. He enjoys hair products and makeup. Oh and Listerine. He begs for Listerine. I admire his vanity actually. I am sitting here in a nursing cami and pajama bottoms. Some have asked if I worry about his sexuality. I always laugh out loud and say ''Hell No''. I just hope he helps me out when I need fashion advice. (which with the above described ensemble of the day I clearly already need his advice)

Crap... What did I just start

A purple dinosaur has just landed in my living room for the first time because I wasn't quick on the draw after Sesame Street... The terrorist is hooked. Crap. I'm having flashbacks to my younger siblings obsessions with Barney and shuddering...

Crap, I tried changing the channel, but the toddler crack has entered his system... I'm screwed.

Let's get it started in here....

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