Total lurker but I'm trying to post more. We rented a house at the coast this weekend. Mainly for ds1 and DH to fish. It has been raining so the fishing won't be great and I am kind of bummed for them. But we will still have fun.
I slept in this morning. DH had made breakfast and coffee. It stopped raining a few minutes after I got up so off to hopefully catch something they went. I've been watching Sponge Bob with my little guy and drinking coffee. I would be ok if the whole weekend was like this.
We are having a pool party today because my kid is five. I don't know how this happened.
I am also debating on how much I can shove into upstairs closets and the bathroom and just shut the door. I don't know when we acquired so much stuff, but as soon as I have time this clutter has to go.
And a picture of her favors that I made. The pops, obviously. I bought the cups. If anyone needs birthday party supplies, look at birthday direct. They are awesome.
I am so jazzed about today. It's the first day I've had to myself in awhile. H is working. I plan to grade some papers at the bookstore and sip some coffee, watch some documentaries I want to watch, run a few errands, and just relax.
DS2 is teething and he's just a beast these last couple of days. I tried to bring him into bed with us early this morning, but it was like flailing egg beaters between us.
omg I just remembered I had a legit sex dream last night. So weird. I can only recall having a couple of those ever. DH might get lucky when he wakes up.
Last night my husband went out for drinks with a friend. The kids were sleeping and I hopped in the shower before bed (~11 pm). Suddenly I see the shape of a man through my white shower curtain walking quickly towards me. I call out "H?" Then "H, H" more frantically. No answer. My stomach drops through the floor and I immediately feel total complete panic. I rip the shower curtain open and of course it is my stupid ass H standing there with a big dumb grin on his face "I was trying to scare you! Haha". THANKS ASSHOLE -- intruders are HILARIOUS. Fucker
Eta: he did this to me once 10 years ago as newlyweds, when we lived in a sketchy apartment. I cried and cried and he felt pretty bad. An intruder when I'm home with the kids alone is one of my biggest fears
Not cool!
My ex did that to me once and I freaked out and he promised to never do that again.
I was SO EXCITED for piroshki yesterday, then I got through half of one and felt sick. I swear to god, this pregnancy better not ruin piroshki for me or I will lose it. Seriously.
We just had our family pictures. It was a hilarious clusterfuck.
A) I overslept because I set my alarm and didn't turn it on.
B) I was still in a t-shirt and old ratty gym shorts when the photographer arrived. Sweating like a pig because I'd JUST finished drying my hair. No makeup.
C) While I was oversleeping, my husband hung out with the kids. Just chilling. So, I wake up and am like "hey, sorry I overslept, can you get L ready and then when I'm out of the shower I'll take care of O? He says sure. I get out of the shower, come downstairs 20 minutes before photographer is due to arrive and the husband is reading about some watch he wants to buy online, L is in her pajamas with unbrushed hair and yogurt crusted on her face watching Mary Poppins, and O is crawling around the playroom. THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT BY GETTING L READY.
D) The photographer arrives, he's setting up, I'm upstairs putting on my makeup and I heard him and the husband chitchatting. The photographer says "are we ready?" The husband says YES. NO WE AREN'T READY, FFS, I AM STILL NOT DRESSED AND OUR SON IS LITERALLY WEARING NOTHING BUT A DIAPER.
E) Halfway through the family pictures O had a full on, total, teething meltdown. Giant tears rolling down his face.
F) During the L/O pictures, O kept turning his head toward L all open mouthed and drooly and, as it appeared, trying to bite her cheek/neck. Like a vampire.
G) If we get a single good shot out of this, I will fall down dead of shock.
H) I didn't stop sweating even once so I kept using a clean corner of the burp cloth LITERALLY to mop my brow.
I) This is why the Cville family cannot have nice things.
My H took ds to get his haircut and for some father and son fun. I got to sleep in, eat breakfast without having little hands grab food off my plate, and I got to take a leisurely shower. It's nice to enjoy the quiet and to have some me time.
My kid is pushing my buttons lately. Everything is "No" and then doing whatever I asked him not to do while staring at me. Ugh. And he's been potty trained all summer, super easy, hardly any accidents- now? He's refusing to sit on the potty before we leave for places and having accidents outside playing. Whyyyyy.
I'm trying not to get too frustrated with him because I know this is a big transition with the baby, but omg. You were easy all summer- don't do this to be now!
Oh, and he turns 3 on Monday! I don't want to spend his birthday redirecting him. It's making me nervous for his party next weekend : /
Oh, lol. My mil tried to convince me to start some MLM thing. I don't even know what it is, but I told her that I was definitely NOT interested, and she acted so offended. Like, "but you don't even have to do anything! All you have to do is tell them about this product and send them to someone else! $10,000 a month!! It's your own business an you don have to work for anyone. What do you have to lose?!". Then when I asked her why she doesn't do it and she was like "oh, well I made a promise to myself that I would never work for anyone again". Uhh, didn't you just say...never mind. She is so annoying sometimes.
Our anniversary was Thursday. That night, H and I, along with his varsity basketball team, worked the concession stand for the school's football game. Super romantic, haha, but not such a bad time.
Tonight, MIL is keeping W, and we're going to Seasons 52 and the Blake Shelton concert. I've been looking forward to this forever! It totally makes up for being up to my elbows in soft pretzels and nacho cheese sauce on our actual anniversary, lol.
Post by peachykate on Aug 30, 2014 10:59:22 GMT -5
Thanks guys!
I'm going granite shopping this afternoon at a new for me place in Delaware, super exciting! We are then going to visit my MIL but I am sure I will still be so high off of buying counter tops I won't even care that it usually sucks.
I'm on my way to lunch with my MIL while FIL fixes my iphone screen. I'm lucky that we really get along and they're really cool. We're not going anywhere special, probably just a chain restaurant cause that's how she rolls. No complaints from me, bring on the junk!
My aunt is in town to visit. I haven't seen her (and barely talked to her) in about 13 years. I stopped talking to her when I was dating a guy who was jamaican, and she wrote me these long emails about how if I marry him, the entire family will disown me, and nobody will come to my wedding because he's black. I pretty much responded with "fuck you" and now we don't talk. She didn't come to my wedding or my sister's wedding because she couldn't stand to leave her dogs in NC (we live in PA). I wasn't remotely sad about that, but she and my sister are close and my sis was hurt.
In the past, she always tried too hard to be the "young and cool aunt." Every time I saw her her, she'd make jokes at my expense, or make fun of my outfit or whatever. She also always got creepily flirty with my boyfriends. I think she thought that made her seem cool.
I have to see her today. This will be her first time meeting H. I'm trying to tell myself that she probably changed a lot in the past 13 years, and it will be ok, but I'm already feeling defensive as fuck. I already gave H a signal that we can use if she pisses either of us off and we need to leave immediately.