Monday, August 31, 2009

Just Post Already!

This post is for my sister only! Maybe now she'll get off my back about not posting and go POST SOMETHING HERSELF!!!!!!

Hodge podge of my life right now....

1. I am addicted to the new show HOARDERS. I think if I changed jobs, I would dive deep into the psycho-analysis behind that phenomenon. A. Because I just don't get it. B. I think I am married to one.

2. I can't breathe. My head is so congested right now, I feel like at any time I could cut my nose off. The not-so-lovely lady who REFUSED to give me the Sudafed last night at Target because it was "6 minutes past 6:00pm and her register was closed", better walk to her car at night with a buddy...I AM JUST THAT MAD!!!!! I am seriously like a crack-whore when it comes to my Sudafed. Our love affair knows no limits....well, maybe every 12 hour limits.

3. I took Matthew to the Lodi Public Library today. Apparently there is one. I really hadn't been there since high school and I can confirm that it looks EXACTLY the same. When my nose is properly functioning again, I will probably be able to confirm that it stills smells the same....dirty, old books, combined with homeless men who have not bathed or changed clothes in a week.

4. Our good friend Frank kicked some major ass (yes, I said it) yesterday in an IronMan competition. It was something like 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike ride, and 26.2 run. The guy finished in 11 hours and 14 minutes. RIDICULOUS!!! So happy for him. I vow never to complain about my 40-45 minutes daily on my STATIONARY BIKE AGAIN! It's not like it is hard, "frankly" I just get bored...especially if my book is not interesting. So cheers to you Frank for a fantastic effort!! There is a hot meal full of carbs waiting for you here at any time!

Noelle...I have no more to give.

Friday, August 14, 2009


So, I been wanting to write a post about the word "MY". It is Ryan's way of saying "I", "Me", or "Ryan" in any form of sentence. He frequently says, "No, My do it!" and "Hmmm, what My want to eat?". The problem is I am one of those parents that corrects everything. It's simple, I am a teacher and I can't stand not correcting kids. I did it to Matthew always. He would say something grammatically incorrect and I would be all over it in a second. Here's the deal. I can't find it in my heart to correct Ryan. If I were to visit a psychologist they would probably say it has something to do with me not wanting to let go of this little bit of baby or toddler tendency that I will never have again...and they may be right, but I just think it is so cute. And the problem is I find myself saying it too. When talking to him I will say, "My want to play puzzles. Do you want to Ryan?" and Rich gets SO MAD at me because I am feeding this beast and not correcting it. I keep saying okay, next week we will practice good grammar.

The second part of the blog tonight I debated posting. I thought it was TMI and you all don't need to know ALL the stuff that happens in the circus of our family. But then I thought it is too funny not to tell. So, here goes....

Tonight as Ryan was getting into to the bath, he was taking off his clothes and throwing them over his head. Lastly he took off his diaper and here is the conversation that followed.

Ryan: My want to take this off.
Mom: (Turning around looking at a naked boy) What do you want to take off?
Ryan: This. (grabbing his privates)
Mom: What?
Ryan: My want to take it off. My no want it on right now.
Mom: Ryan, you can't take it off. It is attached to you. It's part of your body.
Ryan: (Staring at me trying to figure out what "attached" means) It no come off?
Mom: Nope. Sorry.
Ryan: OK.

Rich will probably kill me for posting this. But as you all have gotten to know Ryan a little better, this little incidence should have come to no surprise to any of you. And I thought you would get a kick out of it. I certainly did.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Privacy Please

Matthew is becoming a VERY private person. He doesn't like to change clothes in front of people sometimes, likes his privacy while in the bathroom...with the door shut and reading material included, and he especially likes his time away from Ryan. So, it was no surprise last night when he posted this sign outside the playroom. Now, the problem is they share a bedroom and they share a playroom. So neither has rights over the other room...all is fair in love and war at our house.

As Matt made a statement with the sign, I asked him what the purpose of the sign was and he said, "TO KEEP RYAN OUT!". See mom, it says "Do Not Cross" (Croos = Cross). I told him that it was an interesting approach seeing as if the only person in the house he wants to keep out, is the one that can't actually read.

The sign....

Here is Ryan taking it VERY SERIOUSLY! Can't you just hear him "I'm not in the room. I'm not. Look at my feet, they are not crossing the line. Ha! Ha!"

Monday, August 3, 2009

Reality Bites

So, our first grade honeymoon is OVER! O-V-E-R!

As I went in to wake up Mr. Matthew this morning, the first thing out of his mouth was , "Was yesterday Sunday or Saturday?" I replied, "It was Sunday." To which his response was (think annoying whining) "Ah man. I wish it was Sauturday. I just want to sleep in!"

Does is count that the first thing that I thought of when I first woke up this morning was...I can't wait for bedtime tonight!!!

The honeymoon is apparently over for the both of us.