And I thought boys were bad...

All the dirt of boys, plus the attitude...

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Technology and Smoking

So, I didn't post yesterday, but I didn't want to leave you hanging all week.  Also, I have some pretty cool news that I want to share.

Does anyone know what this is?

Yep!  It's an electronic cigarette.  As of Saturday morning, this is what I smoke.  Water vapor and nicotine.  I have smoked 11 actual cigarettes since 11am on Saturday.  That is HUGE for me since I was up to a pack to a pack and a half a day!

I am pretty freaking stoked at how easy this has been!

Anyway, I just really wanted to share that with you.

Have a great week and I'll see you Friday!

Friday, February 22, 2013

Artificial Enhancements

There is something I have been noticing a lot f lately and it's really been bugging me.  Maybe I'm listening to the wrong radio station in the mornings.  Maybe I'm just being too touchy.  I don't really care.

I listen to a morning show most mornings on my way to work.  I have noticed a few ads that get repeated. You know the kind where the DJ's actually do the little 30 second plug before or after an actual commercial break.  They are different every time, but the companies they are advertising are always the same.  These are the three things this particular morning show is always pumping.
Plastic surgery
Laser eye surgery
Laser hair removal

Why or why are we so focused on artificial enhancements????  They all say "do it for yourself" or something like that, but where do we get the idea that we are not good enough just the way we are.  Yes, I suffer a bit too.   I wear makeup every time I leave the house.  I used to say it was so I would look pretty to me.  That's how blinded I was by society.  Yes, pretty enough for me...who the hell told me I wasn't already?  Now, I just love to do my makeup.  It's  Sure, still some society in there I'm sure.

Yes, there will be the one out of a thousand people who need laser eye surgery to fix enough of their eye problem to be able to wear glasses.  Obviously I am not talking about them.  This is all the people who are getting laser eye surgery because they just don't want to wear glasses??  Or glasses aren't cool...whatever.  I don't think I even need to start on the plastic surgery bit.  That speaks volumes for itself.

We wonder why our daughters are fucked up.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Entering A New Decade

Yep, I didn't write last Friday...I'd love to tell you that there was some kind of reason, but I don't  Reality?  Thursday was my birthday so I stayed up late, I called in on Friday, and I don't plan far enough ahead with my writing to be able to be lazy and not miss a post.  Hey, I'm honest, right?

So, yes, Thursday was my birthday.  It was pretty damn cool.  I mean, it had to have been, right?  It's my  My dearest hubby and I went to a movie sans children thanks to my in-laws!  We saw Mama.  It was alright.  I mean, I'm a little jaded because I have seen so many scary movies, but it was alright.  It ended the only way it could have without me feeling cheated.  That's something.  Most directors are wimps so they won't end the movie the way it needs to be ended for fear of pissing off the audience.  This one wasn't a wimp.  No spoilers.

I also got some pretty freaking nifty gifts!  First, my dear friends sent me some awesome nail goodies in the mail!  I am a nail polish addict, just in case you didn't know...

My MIL also made me a pretty freaking awesome cake!  See the picture below.

 My hubby, though.  He is the best!  He got me my very own Kindle Fire and my very own SODA MAKER!!  How awesome is that???

With friends and family who know me this well and love me this much, I don't even mind that I turned 30! 

Monday, February 11, 2013

Making Amends

I realized something this weekend.  Something big.  Something that has been affecting my parenting.

I realized that I feel guilty.  I feel really bad for the way that Miss A had to spend her first 5 years on this planet.  I feel guilty for not being a better mother before.

I realized this when my awesome hubby sent Miss A up to her room because she was back-talking/disrespecting/being a buttheaded preteen for the seventeenth time this week...I felt bad about it.  I didn't like that she was up in her room.  I proceeded to get huffy until the hubby suggested I go up and talk to her.  While I was up there, she continued the shitty attitude.  Instead of calling her on it, I let it go.  Hubby pointed it out so of course I then got upset with him.  I mean, how dare he point out any faults I may have for the betterment of our children?  Who did he think he was, right?  lol after we talked, and figured out what was going on, I came to my realization.

I immediately went to talk to Miss A.  I apologized for the way she had to start her life.  I apologized for carrying that around with me because I know it has effected her.  I explained that I feel bad for the past.  I explained that I have been letting her go more often than I should.  That allowing this guilt to rule my parenting has made me inconsistent and that I have been doing her a disservice.

I told her I love her.  I told her that I am going to stop letting her get away with some of the things that she has been getting away with.  I told her that this is probably going to suck for her, but that it's because I love her that I have to be better.  She understood and told me how she knows she has been getting away with stuff she shouldn't. 

The best part is what she said to me after that.

She said, "Mom, I think you are a really good strong parent because you stopped doing what you were doing when you were a bad parent."

I cried and hugged her.  I love my preteen...

I am going to do better.  I can't let guilt rule my life.  I can't let my guilt ruin my children.

Friday, February 8, 2013

Parent Confidently

Let's be honest.  None of us really and truly knows what we are doing when we are raising kids.  We are all just winging it.  No matter how many classes you take or how many books you read, there is no way to be prepared and completely confident in every action you take as a parent.  There will always be things no one told you about.  There will always be things that you know of, but when you experience them, you have no idea what you are doing.

All of us, everyone, will be less than confident at some point or another about raising our children while actually raising our children.

I remember the first time Miss A threw a fit.  I was stunned!  Absolutely stunned!  How could this beautiful, sweet, amazing little girl turn into the monster I saw before me?  What the hell happened??

I remember when CC punched her big sister in the stomach at about 4 years old.  I was speechless.  **side note, she is not a violent child...she had gotten sick of being picked on and didn't have the vocabulary to express it...there is no hitting in my house.

Anyway,  the point is that we all get shocked by our children.  The question is "how do we handle it?"  Do we let our kids know we have no idea what we are doing or do we act as if we know exactly what we are doing at all times?

I used to think that no matter what we had to pretend we knew what we were doing at all times.  That there was no room to show  Not quite that dramatic, but you get the picture.  Now, after living with a preteen and dealing with her issues?  I think it's a little of both.  I think there is no harm in admitting to my kids that I am human...

What do you think?

Monday, February 4, 2013

Formal Tuesdays and Fancy February

There are a lot of things wrong with our public school system, beginning with us not valuing teachers where they should be and ending with a lack of funding and a bunch of political/religious nonsense.  That's not what I want to write about today.  I want to write about something that my kids' schools do that is oh so right!

Every Tuesday, Miss A puts on her most formal attire and heads to school.  Now, as a parent, the first time she came down in a dress and heels fit for prom on a Tuesday morning, I of course asked what the deal was.  She informed me that her school does something they call Formal Tuesdays.  Formal Tuesdays are when the whole school dresses up, or is supposed to, and all the advisory classes have a competition to see what can have the most students in formal attire.  Now, to the kids, that's all it is.  A fun contest.  To me, this is AWESOME!!

Then, last week, CC came home with a flier for, wait for it....Fancy February!  This week they will all learn fancy words and use them all week.  Then, on Thursday, they will all dress in their fanciest clothing!  How great!

See, it's not about letting the kids dress up, it's about teaching them there are times they should.  Our children need to learn to dress themselves in a way that will get them jobs and show respect.  I am a huge fan of all the fancy!

Friday, February 1, 2013

Almost Thirty

30 years.

3 decades.

360 months

1,560 weeks

10958 days, give or take 1 if I counted the leap years wrong.

That is how old I will be in just 13 days.  I'm not sure how I feel about it.  I mean, part of me goes into a panic attack whenever I think about it.  Part of me starts skipping around and singing, "it's almost my birthday, it's almost my birthday..."  and part of me just doesn't care.  That last part is a VERY small part, but it's there.

Seriously, I imagine two of me in a room in my head.  One of them is wearing pigtails and skipping around the room singing that teasing tune over and over again, while the other is sitting in the fetal position in the corner rocking back and forth.  Did you get the visual?  Do I belong in a mental hospital?

What I am really trying to figure out is, what do thirty year olds act like?  I mean, do I need to buy different clothes?  Is my tongue ring suddenly inappropriate?  Do I need to go buy lacy flower print shirts in pastel colors?  I mean, I already feel like a little kid playing dress up as I go to work everyday...

Now, I know those are all very silly questions.  Thirty year olds act the same as 29 year olds because, really, I'll just be a day older.

I'm not going to go through this massive metamorphosis on my birthday.  There will be no shining light or cocoon shedding.  I'll just have a birthday like any other year.  It's still a landmark though.  One I'm torn between celebrating and ignoring...

For those of you who have never stared down the barrel of the 30th birthday, this is what's
For those of you who have, did you freak out like this? 
For everyone, what is the best piece of advice that someone who is turning thirty should hear?