Reminders

I need a few reminders of why I love my husband this morning. So I thought I would make a list and put them out to the universe just because. Why do I need a reminder this morning? Well because it is/was 6:30am on a Saturday and our puppy was wimpering and he heard Rocky, rolled over and grumbled something so I would get up and take the poor baby out. Mind you, my husband has 2 good legs and is perfectly capable of getting up and letting the dog out....especially on a SATURDAY morning.

Here's my list in no particular order:

He is my Bitter Little Man.

He is a WONDERFUL father.

He has more integrity than a lot of men have in their pinky finger.

He is completely adorable.

He loves me whether I'm showered or not. (some days this is a biggy)

He knows how to treat me so I feel loved and respected.

He is good to his Mom.

He is strong.

He loves my cooking and will eat it, even though the dog won't even eat some of the stuff I screw up.

He supports his family fully and never ever makes me feel like I could/should do more.

He doesn't get mad because I need to go out on Friday nights with my girls, flirt with much younger boys, and drink prolly a little to much.

(sorry about that finger!)

He understands that my family is crazy and he still loves them.

He is my rock and I wouldn't know how to be me with out him.

OK....I'm feeling better now. Thank you universe for letting me get that out there. ;)

Meme stolen from She's a Rebel, She's a Saint

First reaction:Basically, you look at the word and enter the very first reaction that enters your mind. Doesn't matter how many words it takes, just give your reaction to the word.

Beer: mmmm yummy Boddinton's British ale, bitter, creamy, thick love it!

Sex: none lately, hubby to busy and tired go figure...

McDonald: joe and keith: mean boys from my childhood

Relationship: love mine!

Purple: Prince and my daughter

Power Rangers: can't stand them

Steroids: Tim Phoenix another not so nice boy from my childhood

Cartoons: Simpsons, Strawberry Shortcake, Dora

The President: absolute hatred, disgust, and loathing. (i agree with you, GreenT)

Tupperware: *burp* it

Santa Claus: not a huge fan these days

Halloween: MY BIRTDAY!!!

Alice: in Wonderland

Myspace: i have one and i like it most of the time

Clowns: Shriners

Marriage: love it and would never give it up

Paris: a place where i might run into Johnny Depp????

Patty: cake baker's man...

Redheads: bitch!

One night stands: fun, youth, regret

Donald Trump: that stupid combover he's sportin

Neverland: Johnny Depp and of course Peter Pan

Word: to your mother

Vanilla ice cream: needs hot fudge and a brownie

Hooters: boobs and chicken wings

High School Musical: Zac Efron

Pajamas: love mine

Woody: Toy Story

Wet Socks: yuk, yuk, yuk

Reality: sucks

Honey: only in my tea thanks

Andy: my ex fiance

Money: never enough it seems

Butter: love it!

There you have it! Enjoy!

Common Interests

So today I logged onto a few of my favorite blogs and realized there are a LOT of moms like me out there. Moms with one, two, three or four kids that are still hip, cool, with it, or whatever the lingo of the moment is. I guess sometimes I feel like I'm the only Mom in America that refuses to give up the things I LOVE for my child. Like I refuse to give up my time with my girlfriends on the weekends (usually just friday night for a bit). I refuse to give up the music I like to listen to and listen to KIDZ BOP or Disney or whatever all day everyday. I also refuse to give up MY time. Like the 2 hours a day I get while my child is in preschool. I NEED that time. What brought this on you might ask? Well Ree over thepioneerwoman.com is doing a Zune Giveaway and asks what concerts her readers have seen in their lives. I have been to a LOT of concerts in the last 18 yrs or so. I was a hair band groupie (or wannabe at least). I absolutely LOVE LOVE LOVE seeing live shows. This is one thing that I did give up when I became a parent. Most of the concerts I would like to see now are hours away these days and it's hard to find a sitter or save the money up to travel or whatever not to mention finding people to go with me is getting harder and harder these days. It was fun to read a bunch of her readers comments about the concerts they have been to and why these women don't follow their favorite band anymore. I realized that there is a whole bunch of cool chics out there that are in the same boat. Trying to stay cool while being stay at home moms (that's what the majority seemed to be). My point I guess is that I don't feel like an oddball now because I realize that there are a lot of Moms out there that are cool, hip chics that manage to hold down the fort while maintaining the things that are important to them. Now don't get me wrong, concerts, music, and girlfriend time are not the only important things to me, but they are the top ones that keep me sane from day to day. I guess I need to start planning a concert trip or something!!! Anyone upfor the Virgin Festival in August???

WOOT!!!!

I am soooo proud to be a New Yorker!!! NY has stood up to say that it will recognize same sex marriages from other jurisdictions (California, Massachusetts, etc). I think this is GREAT news!!! I am not gay, but I FULLY support marriage equality and believe that love is love in any form. Same sex marriages should be treated the same way my marriage to my husband is treated with the same respect and benefits. WOOT! WOOT! to NY for standing up on this!!

Mending Burnt Bridges

Today was interesting. I woke up hungover with 4 hrs of sleep. I needed to explain to my husband at this point that I accidentally forget to pull my emergency brake last night while I was out and my car rolled into another car. Let me just say at this point that when I got out of my car I believed I had put it in 1st gear. I walked away and it did not move, so naturally I assumed my car was parked. I came out a little later and my car was still parked. It wasn't until an hour later that the band at the bar we were at announced that my car needed to be moved. There was no damage to my car, but a nickel size dent was left in the other car. The sheriff was called because super bitch of the century couldn't calm the fuck down long enough for me to give her my insurance card. At this point my BFF called in a favor and dropped a name which helped me out immensely. No ticket issued thank God. My husband decides that he is going to leave me hungover and sleepless with our 4 yr old child all day while he ran errands. I DON'T THINK SO! So I kindly said that I was hoping he would stay home because I wanted to clean out the garage and rake out the gardens, and maybe start a burn pile for a bunch of crap we had. It kind of back fired though because now I had to do manuel labor while I felt like shit. Then my uncle calls and says he is bringing over 2 old dressers that were mine about 20 yrs ago. I thought all that stuff was trashed when my Mom lost our house. So of course I wanted my old dresser that I had graffitied with I <3 class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Mottola written all over the back of it from 4 th grade. It was just a totally weird and random thing. I can't tell how excited I was too see my old dresser. So I go back to cleaning out the garage and in the midst of my laboring I get a text message from my estranged BFF. Long story short, she left her husband a year ago, lied to all of her closest friends and moved to Hawaii. I cut her off after I told her how self absorbed she is and that I didn't have time for it in my life. She is in town. She wants to talk. Start new. I totally looked at this as an opportunity to end being so mad and hurt by what she did a year ago. So we met for coffee and I was sooo frickin nervous I was shaking when I handed the cashier chic my money for my nonfat chai tea latte. It turns out she is in town because her father in law is dying.Well he actually died this morning around 3 am. I didn't know what to say except for sorry. I mean I haven't talk to her face to face in over a year. We sit down and she asks me about what's been going on. I tell her about my rolling car incident. She laughed and I laughed and it was like the last year or so never happened. It all just kind of melted away. Two hours later we finish catching up and I felt like we had been back in our apartment 12 yrs ago just hanging out. It was wonderful to not be angry. She gave me a huge hug and we agreed to get in contact next week after the funeral. So do I now just trust that she has changed and accept that our friendship can be mended? I really hope so. But part of me is very cautious too. I have spent the last year carrying this grudge and anger around. I am hopeful though.
When I finally get home there are my dressers!!! YEAH! I get up close and they are completely trashed. I mean ruined. One of the drawers has some stuff in it though so I check it out. One of my baby toys was in there and a silver snowflake ornament from 1975. I couldn't believe it! These are the last sentimental pieces of my early childhood that exist. I could have done back flips I was sooo excited. So a friendship was mended today, a part of my memories was saved, my garage is clean and I'm still alive after telling my husband about my crazy, rolling car. It was a very good day.

Here comes the bride...

Ok so I am already married, but the first time around (10yrs ago) we kinda just ran off to the J.P. and got hitched. It was quick and most of our family wasn't even invited. Bitterman's sis was his best man and my best friend was my maid of honor. Actually they were both just our witnesses and needed to sign the marriage license for us. LOL! Bitterman, myself and a handful of friends got together at the local diner for our "reception" and that was that. Now 10 yrs later, we are in a much better place financially and we are settled. He is no longer in the military and we have a beautiful little girl. So we decided to renew our vows for our 10 yr anniversary. This is going to be the big to-do that we missed the first time around. So far I am completely overwhelmed with things to do. I had NO idea what was involved with a wedding. It seems like a never ending list! I do have my dress already and I do have the ceremony and reception location booked. The flowers I figured would be easy. I know I want gerbera daisies. I was gonna just go to some craft store and get them and make my own table centerpieces. OF COURSE they don't order them so they can't guarantee that they will have them or if they do, that they will have them in the colors I want. Bummer....so now I have to get them thru a florist when I was hoping to just get the bridesmaids and my flowers thru a florist. Then I realized that I need corsages for the Moms and boutiniers for the guys....blah, blah, blah. I don't have any help either. Which I'm not really complaining, but usually a girl has her mom to help guide her, tell her what is traditional, what looks good with what. I don't have my Mom to help me because she is just not physically able to do so. My Mom in law I thought would be all over helping me since she wasn't at the first one, but that has turned out not to be true. She hasn't even really asked how the planning was going. I'm a little miffed about that, but anywho. So I am basically going on the help of my BFF who has never been married. She is great, but not like someone who has already been thru the routine would be. I'm really just frustrated at this point. That is why I am on here. Venting quietly to my computer while my child runs rampant around the house. There's beer in the fridge. I should drink one or two or three...

Slacker

So I am a slacker....whatcha gonna do about it? I haven't been in a bloggin mood lately. I just feel like the life has been sapped out of me. It's not that anything particularly bad has happened or that I'm more busy. I just don't feel it. Ya know?

I am still plugging away at school. Going part time this semester has made me lazy I think. Without having to worry about 4 or more classes I just haven't been pushing myself. Hopefully this won't hurt me come grade time.

I have been working out 5 days a week since Jan. 5. This is a HUGE accomplishment for me. I don't work out. I haven't really worked out since I was like 19. I was skinny then and energetic and able to eat whatever and not gain an ounce. I ran like 3 miles every day and did weight training and whatnot. Now, at 32, I feel like it just shouldn't be that hard to just start running again. But every time I try it IS that hard. My mind tells my body "You can do this! Your strong!" then my body says "Your old. Give me a break." So it has been a challenge and it is very frustrating that I have been working out and I've only lost 3 lbs. I have lost an inch or two and I feel stronger. This last fact is the only reason I keep going every week. That and I am renewing my vows in December for our 10 yr anniversary. I need to look good. Well I really want to look good.

So this has been my life lately. Working out, part time school, full time Mom, and slacker.