My 4 Day Weekend

How low or non -life do I have when the highlight of my four day weekend was sleeping in until about 9:30am on Thursday & Saturday? Pitiful, just down right pitiful!

Thursday I ate more food in one day then I think I have eaten in a period of two or three days. UGH! But it tasted so dang good! Yet already craving the whole feast again. LOL! Spent lots of good times with family. Played a little pool with hubby and my uncle at my FIL's (Father in law). The kids decorated the Christmas tree Friday night after daddy got home from work. They are VERY excited about Christmas and don't feel we have enough ornaments on the tree.


Saturday we finally got out and got the kids their outfits for Christmas and paid a visit to Santa. The girls were way to cute. They had their list in hand and pictures they had drawn of themselves with Santa. Chloe decided last minute she didn't want to give up her picture to Santa.




Connor decided the noise the photographer was making was too much from him. So we only got one shot of all three with no crying. Poor Boogie! He was really upset and hard to calm down.



Gwynne wanted a picture in front of the Christmas tree just outside Santa's house, and my sis looked over to catch her striking a pose. Gwynne cracked me up as well a few minutes later. As we are walking down to another store there was a very tall attractive black women dressed very nice head to toe. I see Gwynne check her out and turn to check her out again. I'm almost positive she gave the women the up down check out that us women tend to do. I busted out laughing, I'm sure she took mental notes. Six people! She is freakin six!!!!


Well I have hit my wall and know now that 4 straight days of my children is TOO MUCH! I lost it a couple times today with them. UGH! The not listening, talking back, then the Diva who doesn't want to do anything unless cash is involved! Just makes a person want to freakin SCREAM! Yet at the same time I don't want to go back to work! Right back to those 12 hour days...Oh boy I can't wait!

Where the hell have you all been?!?!?!

I've been right here blogging away! I have no idea what your talking about. Well I will whine a little bit. Working very long hours at the J-O-B, and now that we have a BIGGER house I spend less time on line then ever before. Hence you don't get to have a dose of my wonderful sense of humor as much as before. LOL!

Well the not so Little's turned 6 this month. Was sitting on Gwynne's bed the other day talking to Chloe and I swear she grew over night!

We took the kids to Disneyland on their Birthday. We would be stupid not to really with the whole free on your B-day thing. We had a blast and spent the entire day. It was great to have an entire week day with the kids and not want to kill one or more of them. Now my mother, husband, or step dad on the other hand. KIDDING!!! Though grandma did get in a little trouble about 10 minutes into the park and the first ride.


Gwynne has been doing cheer leading one night a week and had a little performance. Now she wants to be on the All-Star team who does all those crazy flips and basket toss'. Little miss Diva was SUPER cute and rocked it. I was a bit surprised as she does the shy thing to the extreme so much. We asked Chloe if she wanted to do cheer with her sister. We got a resounding "NO", "I just want to watch the football" LOL! There has been talk of Chloe and daddy taking some karate lessons. Which the last time it was brought up Chloe proceeded to karate kick Jason in his shin. ROFLMBO!!!!!! Guess he should consider himself lucky it wasn't his nads!

As always I'm ill prepared for the Holidays. But what's new. Kids still don't have their Christmas outfits yet, no pictures done. I figure the week before Christmas we will be getting pictures and begging Maryann(CDI Portraits) for our Christmas cards to hand out to everyone on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. LOL! Cause that's how I roll!!!! :P


I have four fun filled days off to spend with my family, or on the Internet when they start driving me bonkers. I'm not sure what I will do with myself having all that free time. Wonder if I can squeeze out one day of not getting out of bed?? Hey a girl can dream!

Oh and Gwynne has not dyed her hair or asked about it any more.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone! Remember to enjoy your family now, they may not be there tomorrow.

P.s. SPELL CHECK!!!!!

To Dye or Not to Dye???

That be the question people! Since anyone who reads this blog or knows me I come from the school of far less then stellar parenting. So I figured since hubby and I are on different sides of this issue. I would see what the public has to say about what we should do. See this is the stellar parenting on my part I'm talking about.

So we have a near 6 year old Diva going on 20 some days. Her newest fixation seems to be the lovely and talented Selena Gomez. Well she has been asking for her hair to be like Selena's. I just figured at first that she wanted it straight, since I have done this with her before. On a few occasions, nothing on a regular basis. There is one slight change. She wants her hair dark like said "actress".

Hubby is an adament NO!, well lets say "HELL NO!"And pretty much pissed that I was entertaining the idea. My look at it is this. Let her express herself now instead of when she is 20 something. Just use a semi-permanent color/wash. It's just hair it will grow back or wash out in 20 or so washes. It is not like she is 6 asking for hot pink hair and a mohawk. Wait, that will probably be Chloe and the mohawk will be green or something. BTW Connor has a little fo-hawk that Auntie did for him. Which hubby kinda had an issue with as well. And he says I'm the one getting too consertive in my old age.

What do you think? Would you do it? Why or why not? Are we starting to early with this stuff? And if we do it, are we setting up for bigger issues down the road?? Or letting her realize that within some reason she can freely express herself while under our stellar authority??

Should I sign the consisten for my 10 year old to get her first tattoo??? }:)

Picture Day!

Here are just a few of my favorite pictures to share.


Remembering Nicki!

The Ladies who keep me sane.

"I HATE YOU, YOUR RUINING MY LIFE!"

Yep! I had that shouted at me last night at bed time! Well not the ruining my life part, but the look was there. It is only a matter of time. **SIGH**

Do I have to state again they are not yet 6?!?! Close, but not yet! Even then, isn't this WAY to young for them to be starting this?

If your wondering, it is the same child who was caught in the closet kissing a boy! (Chloe) UGH!

Dealing with this now at such a young age, what the hell are the teenage, hormone driven years going to be like? CALGON!!!!!! Yeah right! Like that stuff really works. You would be hearing of a hell of a lot of moms just disappearing. LOL!

But really, I was taken a back that this came so quickly. Am I too naive? Is this normal at this age? They pick up the "I hate you" now and add "your ruining my life" in their teenage years? Or should I be expecting it much sooner.

Should I beat their ass now when they say this?? LOL! (Don't report me! It's a joke, you know ha ha funny funny)

How times have changed! I don't remember ever saying anything like this to my mother until I was a teenager. I'm not saying I never thought it, but I don't recollect verbalizing it until a much later age.

Well me being......well.....ME! I had to have the last word. As I left her room I told her:

"You may hate me. But I love you with all my heart, and it hurts me to hear you say that."

YES! STELLAR PARENTING!!!!!! Mom of the year award is mine! MINE! ALL MINE!!!!! (Insert evil laugh)

Say A Prayer!

Well we were just notified of some new sucktastic law in Kalifornia. Seems that the Regional Centers(RC) can now only give a family 30 hours a month of respite care max. This is a HUGE cut back off our monthly hours we get for Connor from the RC.

Oh and to make it even better. This is effective two weeks ago. No, hey your hours are going to be reduced so get something else lined up for your medically fragile, severe handicapped son. So now the nursing company who supplied us with nurses for the hours we were given are now out the money they would have billed and have to eat the cost and pay the nurses who worked the time. And now we are scrambling.

Some nurse from RC is on her way out for a home visit to see if they can make a special consideration and give us more hours. So basically, the law exists yet there is a work around. And NO need what so ever to cut our respite hours so drastically immediately with no notice.

You wonder why the State of Kalifornia is in such a financial crisis?? Let me shed a little bit of light of why for you.

We were formally residents of one county in the state and moved to another county. Just about all State services Connor gets we had mailings of applications that we had to fill out AGAIN! He is almost 6 and had these services since he came home. You can't transfer this info and his services from one county to another??? His medical conditions and handicapped have not changed in the slightest because we moved.

But evidently there are different standards for each county. Are you freaking kidding me?? You all are getting your money from the same place, why would you have different qualifications??? And why would you waste the paper, postage, man hours in sending out applications that ask for ALL the same information, besides an address change that is already on record. SERIOUSLY!

Oh and it is summing up that the State of Kalifornia would rather my husband or myself quite or jobs, stop paying those extra taxes and all the other money they take from our paychecks and apply for other "services" in order for our family to make it.

Really! I feel guilty as it is for the nursing hours we get, and kinda stupid for bitching right now. But I don't care. I don't want to be nor do we strive to be one of those people sitting around waiting for a check from the government to support our kids.

But you know what??? It was NEVER our choice. If we wanted to bring our son home we had to have a certain number of nursing hours, otherwise Connor goes to a convalescent hospital for kids and when my insurance stops paying and we can't pay, he then becomes a ward of the state and I lose my son. Nice! Real fuckin nice!

Pre-Mid Life Crisis??

My birthday seems to be fast approaching. DAMN IT! Can you have a pre-mid life crisis?? Is it like a pre-teen / tween thing for adults?? I'm like stuck in that I'm not 20 something any more, yet not an old lady (of course despite the grey I try to cover up)


I'm noticing my skin is not as supple and smooth as it once was. Shocker! I'm realizing I actually need to start using some type of moisturizer now on a regular basis. Never needed to before. How the hell does this shit happen?? One week you don't need lotion, then the next if you miss a day your like some ashy nasty thing walking around. I don't feel old, still feel like a total immature shit head. Come on life's too short not to giggle at a fart or if someone says something that can be totally dirty, but was meant totally straight. ALRIGHT! I'm a grown adult with a Beavis & Butthead mentality. SO WHAT! Your just fucking jealous! :P

I have kind of known for awhile that I really have no life. Which was always in the back of my head, but really came rushing forward recently. Am I getting caught up in the "you have to have it all" mentality?? I have a beautiful, somewhat healthy, catch us on the right day happy family. That should be enough, right? Then why isn't it? And the sad thing.....I don't even know what it is that I feel I'm missing.

What I do know is I hate that I'm socially inept. Is there a class or something to take for that? Really, it's a life skill you either have or you don't. And it is scaring the shit out of me that I may be setting my kids up for the same shit.

I'm tired. Tired of being fat, tired of being tired and no energy. Tired of being a lazy ass. Tired of having sucktastic time management. Tired of being depressed, stressed. I feel like a walking fucking pharmacy some days with all these damn aliments and pills to take for them.

So where does that leave me?? I pull up my boot straps and get through another day in hopes tomorrow will be better. In hopes I'm not totally fucking up my kids and hopefully doing something right. That they will be better people then I have been.

Shouldn't one have a somewhat clear view of who the hell they are? I really have no clue who I am as a person. When you front for so long and bend to everyone else I don't think you ever can or will have a true self. Who is Amy? Fuck if I know.

I think I need a fucking therapist for my birthday! LOL!