whatever

bummer.

yeah.... i can't find my car keys.
so i am stuck at home.
i had plumbers waiting on me at the Craft House and had to call and say "um... i can't come...i am stuck at home"

blaaahhhh.

i hate when i do things like that.

H A T E.

craig and i switched cars saturday - monday so can't even begin to know where they are.
i haven't had them since friday!!!
crazy.

 
this morning at 6:45 i hear annie crying in the bathroom (which is right next to the wall by my bed..3 feet apart)
i get up out of bed and say "annie what is wrong?"  ( i am assuming it's about a hairdo)

"I CANT GET OUT OF HERE!!!! THE DOOR WON"T UNLOCK!!! WAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!"

i say all kinds of really helpful things like "why did you lock it?" or "just turn it"
nothing helps. 
several minutes go by...
she is stuck and i am sitting in the hallway, criss cross legs... cup of coffee....so tired.
i said "annie...i cannot do this for you.  there is no way to get this door open honey. you have to stop crying and try harder.  otherwise you are stuck in there and will miss the bus"
i am beginning to think HOW will i fix this? HOW LONG till i call the police? what will we do?
she is bawling...sobbing...super drama.
i am on edge.
it's very very early. 
i said "annie...keep wiggling it and maybe it will just unlock"

and then i said "have you turned it both ways? turn it left and then turn it right"

CLICK

door opens.
and her face covered with tears
and then she starts laughing really hard out of embarassment.

oy.

early morning crying makes me want to poke my eyes out.

 

since i am stuck here in a MESSY house...i thought i would get a few things done.
i painted some chalkboards for the dining room here at the farm.

i will go put away my laundry.

i will clean up the hallway.

i could plan dinner.

maybe i will sew up my rainbow curtains i have been waiting months to do.

or maybe i will fall asleep right here on the couch.

yes.
that sounds like a really good plan...
a power nap.

don't judge. 

 

have i told this story before?

a few summers ago....i walked to our downtown shops with my three youngest.

annie was 4ish.
still little.....but out of diapers.

they always like to go to the store that gives out free samples of fudge.
it's very yummy.
i like to go too.
so on this HOT hot summer day we walk in and i gave the mom talk "look with your eyes not with your hands"
we wander through the store and then make it to the counter for the yummy fudge.

the counter was too high for annie so i pick her up and set her on my hip.
she had on a sweet little pink halter sundress (it had been talby's and i loved it so much)

the woman working at the store comes to the counter and immediately i feel a judgmental vibe.

you know that feeling don't ya, moms?!
it's a look that is recognizable.
we get them.
we give them.
and it was obvious.

i remember thinking "geez lady if you don't want to give us free samples then don't put a big sign that says free samples in front of your store!"

so my kids each say what flavor they want....
the sales woman passes them out.

we say thank you.
i feel like i have done something wrong but more so i think to myself "boy that lady has got a real problem!"

we go to leave the store and i move my hand to shift the weight of annie on my hip....
and i that is when i feel it.

and by it.... i mean i feel nothing but skin.

a bare bottom.

she was not wearing any undies!

so i had just mooned that poor woman at the free fudge counter with my sweaty little kid.
probably touched that bare bottom ON the sneeze guard glass.... OH MY GOODNESS!

"ohhhhhh.....THAT'S WHY SHE LOOKED LIKE THAT!!!"  i thought.

we quickly left the store and walked back home cracking up the whole time.

ha ha haaaaaa.

 

 

my dad loves that story.

:) 


i feel a little worn down with the weight of parenting today so this story was a funny memory to make you smile in case you feel that way too.

they grow out of the no-undies-at-the-fudge-counter stage all too quickly.
and maybe someday i will laugh about the junk they are doing now....maybe.

 

(if i have told that story before....sorry....it's worth repeating.)

the conversation went like this.....

in my defense....
i had been sick and up all night the night before....literally ALL night.
and i had a headache and it was 100 degrees.
AND i was in the car with ALL my kids who were talking non stop.

so this is what went down:

ME:   So i was watching Jon Daily and Chris Rock was on and Jon said "You sent me that email and it was full of all this computer talk and i thought HE'S A NERD ROCKSTAR!"

CRAIG: nothing.

ME: and then Jon asked Chris  "if you could just have one part of the music what would it be....the soundboard and computers?  the stage?"  and chris says "a guitar and a camp fire"  and then Jon said "SO YOU"RE A HIPPY?!!!"

CRAIG: what? 

ME:  what? you don't think it's funny?  OH WAIT.....not CHRIS Rock....KID ROCK!!!  ha ha ha

CRAIG: Kid Rock was talking to Jon Daily?  the golfer?

ME: what? NO?! Jon Daily! the Daily Show!!!  

Craig: that's Jon Stewart!

ME:  oh....well.....whatever.....never mind!!!!!

 

i think it's time for me to get the mom translator.............

...............................................

today is the last day for the Degree Get Into the Move $100 Visa Card giveaway.  
you have until 5:00 PM PST.....go enter to win.

 

AND my friend Kerry....with the dairy farm....remember her?
she entered her daughter in the cutest baby contest with a photo i took.....
















if you would take 10 seconds and CLICK HERE and vote for BABY 147 my friend Kerry could win $1000!
it's today only (july 18th)   

Kyler is pretty darn cute!

go vote for that sweet pea.
it only takes 10 seconds....i promise.

happy monday.
i hope i don't embarrass myself much more this week.....

joe geronimo.

HA.

HA.

HA!
 

soooooo tired.

i stayed up until 4 AM talking with chicago jen last night.
and until 2:45 the night before.

i love my nights with jen.

but i am tired today.
VERY tired.

the men golfed one day 18 holes.
so jen and i decided to take some time without kids too...just moms...when the dads were back.

we went to get pedicures.
and jenny's was good.
mine was.......not.


here is jen's.
we started at the same time.

here is mine at the exact time as hers.


notice how the chair is empty?

it had already been empty about 10 minutes at this point.
my feet were on a cold wet rag.

jenny's girl put on her shoes....gave her the toe seperators....massaged her legs with warm lotion.....
did all the things she was supposed to do.
she was pampered (and i am happy for her)

i got....my toenails painted.


and it's not because my feet were in such good shape that they didn't need work.
my last pedi was in july.

it was just a really bad pedicure.
she never came back either....she just talked to her friend in the back and then started on a girl who came in for a manicure.

something to laugh about.
it was ridiculously funny.
i kept thinking i was getting filmed to see how i would react. 
it was CRAZY!

ok........i need a nap.

AND

my ETSY SHOP will open on MONDAY.

for real this time.
i promise.
cross my heart.

MONDAY at noon.

 

need sleepy.

 

i want you to know...

that i don't have it all together.
or get it all done.

i keep getting comments or emails asking "how do you do it all?"  
"how can you handle everything?"
you say you feel exhausted.
and overwhelmed.

ME TOO.

i got another one of those emails yesterday.
i looked up from my computer and shook my head.
i picked up my camera and made sure i showed you the reality of my home.

i did not touch one thing in these rooms.
this is exactly what they looked like at 10 AM yesterday.














i am not proud of this.
but this is reality.
we do clean it up....but it never stays clean.

my kids have lots of chores but yet it always is a big ol' mess in here!

i get really discouraged when i clean it up or we all clean up and by bedtime..... 
it looks just as dirty as before.
ugh.
it is a vicious cycle.

so now you know....i do not have it all together.

i'm sure you knew this was real life but i think in blogland we often forget.
we see the pretty all the time and think "why can't i be that way?"

"how can SHE get all of that done?"

"what is wrong with ME?!"

nothing.

the pretty-pretty is not real life.

laundry
over flowing toilets
kids throwing up all night
disgruntled teenagers
finger prints
piles of shoes
sticky floors
smelly dogs
hurt feelings
full schedules
bad grades
good grades
talking back
spilled milk
running late
 

that is real....but not fun to look at.

cut yourself some slack today.
i am trying my best to be a great mom and i bet you are too. 
that is all we can do!

now i have to hang christmas decorations.

AND obviously....CLEAN SOMETHING. 

not so good.

it was the kind of night you just want to end.

rushing out the door just as craig got home.

parent teacher conferences....back to back to back.

one ran so late with the family before us that we missed our last one.

kids in three different places....one hit in the face with a soccer ball...one calling in the middle of a conference....one yelling at the other when we walk in the door....us feeling guilty for missing the others game.

burned dinner because of the late running (45 minutes!!) conference.
i had dinner in the oven...planned ahead...so we could eat together.

food that is only for school lunches eaten after school...out of boredom.

angry parents.

angry kids.

tired parents.

tired kids.

hot bath.

cold beer.

the end.

here's to a better tomorrow..... 

watch this...it's funny.

everybody loves JT....especially me.

***craig says i have been writing a lot about my feelings recently.****************************** 
i said something rude back to him.
then said "i've got a lot of feelings!!!"

you don't mind me talking about my feelings....do you?  
and i guess if you do....i can't really do much about it.

i gotta be me....