I was tagged by Christmas in March.

The rules:
Link to the person who tagged you.
Post the rules.
Share six non-important habits/quirks about yourself.
Tag three other people.

1. I like soy milk in my coffee but I don't like it by itself.

2. I love cheesy musicals and Eric and sing songs from them all the time.

3. I didn't learn how to tie my shoes until I was 12 years old. My step-dad taught me, no one else had ever taken the time to show me. One day he noticed I just tucked the laces into my shoes and thought I should learn how. It was the only thing he ever really taught me.

4. I didn't learn my left from right until I was 13 when I injured my right arm.

5. When no one is around I listen to really bad music, and sing loudly. I am a horrible singer.

6. I collect care bears. Everyone thinks they are for my kids, but really when the kids grow up I will keep them because I love them forever and ever.



I tag Jen, Mommy on the edge and since I don't really have any other friends who ever else wants to do this.

Happy Blogging!

Wedding Song


I love you more than ever, more than time and more than love,
I love you more than money and more than the stars above,
Love you more than madness, more than waves upon the sea,
Love you more than life itself, you mean that much to me.

Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete,
I've said goodbye to haunted rooms and faces in the street,
To the courtyard of the jester which is hidden from the sun,
I love you more than ever and I haven't yet begun.

You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give,
Dried the tears up from my dreams and pulled me from the hole,
Quenched my thirst and satisfied the burning in my soul.

You gave me babies one, two, three, what is more, you saved my life,
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth, your love cuts like a knife,
My thoughts of you don't ever rest, they'd kill me if I lie,
I'd sacrifice the world for you and watch my senses die.

The tune that is yours and mine to play upon this earth,
We'll play it out the best we know, whatever it is worth,
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood,
But happiness to me is you and I love you more than blood.

It's never been my duty to remake the world at large,
Nor is it my intention to sound a battle charge,
'Cause I love you more than all of that with a love that doesn't bend,
And if there is eternity I'd love you there again.

Oh, can't you see that you were born to stand by my side
And I was born to be with you, you were born to be my bride,
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
And I love you more than ever with that love that doesn't cease.

You turn the tide on me each day and teach my eyes to see,
Just bein' next to you is a natural thing for me
And I could never let you go, no matter what goes on,
'Cause I love you more than ever now that the past is gone.


Copyright © 1973 Ram's Horn Music

Dedicated to the man I've been "torturing" for two years. I lurve you Husbandfacebutt. :D

Things I wished I knew before becoming a mom are many. I never regret having my son. I wouldn't give him up for anything in the world. That being said, being his mother is no walk in the park.

I wish someone would have told me just how much time children take up. I wish someone would have told me how gross kids are. I wish someone would have told me how judgemental other moms can be. I wish someone would have told me I would lose all my friends because they were too busy being normal young adults to hang out with me.

Other *blended* families like mine must have some of the same drama as I do going on. Before I left my son's father, I thought we were on the same page when it came to our son. As soon as I left I found out I was totally wrong. Sure we weren't married, but we had a child together so its just like getting a divorce. You really want to get to know someone? Leave them. Then they bring out the claws and become some monster you didn't know could exist. I wish someone would have told me that before I became a mother.

I was 17 and on the depo shot when I got pregnant with my son. So optimistic that if I could get pregnant while on birth control this child must really want to be alive. I had no freaking idea what I was getting myself into. I read every pregnancy and parenting book I could get my hands on. I wish someone would have told me that those books, they don't really help.

Motherhood is the greatest thing I will ever do. There are so many people that have gone to college, traveled the world and have all these awesome life experiences just to have the same job I have right now. I am glad I get to do this now rather then when I am older and not as energetic. No one ever told me how tired I would be, but that is okay because no one ever told me just how much love I would have for these little creatures that grew in my uterus. There are no words in my vocabulary to possibly describe just how much love children bring with them when they come into this world. No one told me and that's okay, figuring it out the hard way wasn't that bad.

You should watch this.
And read this.

So the person I was talking about the other day. The one who insulted me on their blog. She totally shut it down. I feel like I *won*. But I also feel petty and stupid. Who the hell cares if some moron who has never met you says bad things about you?

Silly immature me. Just grow up already Valeta, geeze.

I am having technical difficulties. I cannot seem to upload the videos properly. I can hear them but I cannot see them. I have no idea what I am doing wrong but I will just have to wait around until husbandface can help me. Who knows when that will be. He didn't get home until 10 pm last night so bleh.

So my xbox finally came the other day. Woo hoo! Mass Effect! It is like the most awesome game ever! Well anyway so far I am liking it. The few minutes I get to play after the kids go to bed are so much fun.

Today I am going to try and film Lily crawling backwards. :D

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SAHM

I think its funny when people who have never met me act like they know all about me. My whole life, my complaints. My relationship with the husband.

I seriously hate it when people who have never met me, know very little about me put me down. Especially when I have never said anything about them or have ever done anything to insult them.

People are cruel. I guess that is just life.

One time I was trying to make friends with this girl my husband was once in love with. He told me she was his ex-girlfriend. Then she acted like they were just friends. People who are *just friends* do not go down on each other and beg each other to fly out of state to comfort each other. Anyway, I was trying to make friends with her because aside from hating me for no reason she is an awesome person. She likes good books and music. Most of our conversations didn't end well. One time I was joking with her and calling her a *dork* and she took it personally and got all offended and was really rude to me. So after that I just decided to stop trying to be her friend.

Just as I said, people are cruel.

Right now at this time of my life, I could use friends more then anything else in the world. It seems like people just want to shit all over me.

I hope everyone had a wonderful zombie Jesus day.

We did.

In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility;
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger:
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.

~ William Shakespeare

Kid wants PB and J for lunch! No bread? No problem!

Peanut Butter and Jelly wraps.

ingredients:

tortillas
some type of jelly/jam/preserves
peanut butter.

directions:

Lie a tortilla on a plate. Cover it in jelly. Lie another tortilla on top of it. Smother it with peanut buttery goodness. Roll it up! Slice it!

Yum!

"I want lunch, breakfast is lame."

Lame? My kid says lame. How old am I?

"Hey Mom, I know a faster way to get rid of your boogers. Its called eating them."


ewwwwww.

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Enchanted is the best movie ever. <333

Some days I don't even know why I try.

Eric had 3 accidents today after not having an accident in weeks. One accident was in the middle of gym class where I am The World's Worst Mom. Eric usually gets kicked out every week for running around and playing instead of participating in class. This time we only went home early because of piss. $80 a month down the f*cking drain.

Also, Lily is teething. Bit everything and cried the whole time I tried to watch her brother in his gym class.

Maybe I really am the world's worst mother. Maybe life just sucks motherf*cking goat balls sometimes.

So I was watching the HBO miniseries John Adams on Sunday (which is awesome) and every time their were children I kept noticing how well they behaved. Most children now are not polite like that. They are rude jerks. Specifically there is a scene where Paul Giamatti is like "BED ALL OF YOU, NOW!" and the children all look scared and run to bed.

For thousands and thousands of years children listened to their parents, feared getting spanked. Now if you spank its like you are considered a child abuser. There has to be some type of line or something between child abuse and discipline.

It seems like most parents now are not being parents. They are trying to make a deal with their child, when the child needs to be taught how to behave and listen. I include myself in that.

Nanner bread

Ingredients:

2 cups flour
1 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp salt
1/2 cup butter
3/4 cup brown sugar
2 eggs, beaten
1 tbsp vanilla
2 or 3 over ripe nanners

Directions:

Pre heat oven to 350. Mix dry ingredients in medium bowl. In large bowl mix everything else. (I use an electric mixer, if you don't have one use a whisk.) Slowly add dry ingredients. Grease loaf pan. When everything is mixed well put it in the pan. Put the pan in the oven. Cook for 45 - 60 minutes until a toothpick comes out dry from the middle.

Yum!

"Mommy! Lets kiss like grown ups in movies like when they get married?"

*starts walking towards me with his mouth open*

"Oh my god."

"What? I just want a kiss."

So today for some reason I thought it was a good reason to go to Babies R' Us. There isn't one near me so I hardly ever go but there is one on the way home from one of my friend's houses. I stopped in and found a crib I loved! Lily needs a crib because she has been sleeping in a travel lite crib since she was born.

Well no one in the whole freaking store would help me. I had one four year old running around and one eight month old screaming because a tooth is coming in. You would think that since it is a store dedicated to baby items they would be more mom friendly. When I finally tracked some girls down to help me they acted like total assholes. I am sure they do not have kids or are in high school or whatever but holy fucking potato bread. You would think they would treat customers with a little respect!

I was like "Excuse me, I am interested in this crib, could you maybe tell me how big the box its in is?"

".... they are all different sizes...."

"Well how about delivery? How much would it be to get it delivered?"

"... *rolls eyes* about $200....."

The crib was only $199. I am not going to spend more on delivery then the total amount of the item I am buying.

Sometimes, I just hate people.

So the other day I took the kids to the Asian grocery store to get supplies to make egg rolls. I was wondering down the aisles when I saw it.

I thought they were hot cheetos when I grabbed them. Then I looked closer.

Oh my god.

I know they are full of yucky nasty stuff. Yucky nasty DELICIOUSNESS! They are the best chips I have ever eaten in my whole 23 years of life.

Cheetos crunchy cheesy enchilada. I love you. Forever. <3

Thank you oh junk food god for creating these.

Today we walked to the library. On the way back Eric found a slug. He named it Fred. Then when we got home he put Fred in the backyard.

My son is a sweetheart.

Yesterday Eric's behavior was absolutely horrible. Days like that I get really stressed. I don't know what to do. No type of discipline seems to work. I have stayed consistent in my rules and he acts like a little jerk. Whiney all day, not listening. Ugh.

I wish I had a manual on what to do. Everyday I feel like I must be doing something wrong. He is just an innocent child, what am I doing wrong?

Today was a beautiful day outside. So I took the kids to a park. Eric and I flew a kite while Lily sat on a blanket just happy to be outside.

Complete bliss just hanging out with my kids.

Things I wish I could get away with saying:

"WE ARE OFF TO A FUNERAL YOU FUCKING WANKER!"

"Look at him. He's off his tits."

Today we went to Old Navy to find my husband a new shirt to wear for our family photo we are getting taken on Friday. Eric, Lily and I are walking through the aisles looking at clothes.

Eric says, "Uhhh, Uhh I'm not Eric."

"Really now? Then who are you?"

"My name is Down."

"That's a silly name! Who named you?"

"My mommy did."

"What a silly Mommy you must have. Where is your mommy?"

"She's at home."

"Really now."

"Yes and I have a little stister, her name is Up!"

"Oh my gosh what silly names you guys have!"

"Yeah and my daddy's name is Left and my mommy's name is right."

Then later on

"I came to Old Navy all by myself. I ran for five minutes to get here."

"Wow, you must be a fast runner to get here in only five minutes."

Those damn LOL cats make me want a cat. Cats are stinky and get hair everywhere. But they are so darn cute. <3

Last night I watched Rocket Science. It was so funny. My husband and I discovered Violent femmes = teenage angst.

Now I am tired because I stayed up late watching a movie with Husband.

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