What a Mother!

Hello Mother Nature over there in Iceland! Can't believe that almost all of the air space over Europe is closed. Too freaking weird. I can close my eyes and think about what I would be doing if I was stuck on a layover there. I think there are airline crews just hanging out, spending money and thinking "damn my Husband is pissed because my three day trip is now a six...seven....eight day trip." Glad I'm not flying now cause it just wouldn't be right leaving the husb for a mini unplanned vacation! Yeah right.

So the Husb and I are actually headed to Germany in May for a wedding. It'll be the Husbs first time to fly over the pond. Can you believe I've been a flight attendant for 16 years and the man has never been to Europe. We are a sad lot. Anywho, sister has volunteered to babysit T and Poppy. She'll then have 5 kids for the week. EEEEKKKK...pull my hair out...give me drugs...help!!!! Wow, what a wonderful sister I have. I know pay back will be hell. Hell I tell you! I think she'll be fine. Treats my boys like her own!

Husb and I should have a great time..unless that damn volcano acts up again. I'm suppose to be the one that figures how we get there, what city we fly thru, etc. The only request I got was he wants to be in business class. I get that! I resemble that! Should be interesting.

Seriously...

I have got to get things together. I've neglected my blog, my house, the fish tank, my laundry. Dang, the laundry hasn't truly been done in almost three weeks. My sister kept the baby a few weeks ago and felt really sorry for him when she couldn't find any clothes to change him into after his diaper leaked. I hated to tell her that his clothes were all in the dryer. Every morning I'd just go dig thru them til I found something to dress him in. He did get some awesome outfits for his birthday though! hehe! I even went shopping yesterday to get a few pair of shorts for T. My excuse is he's so tall all his shorts are looking like 70's short shorts. So not attractive, even on skinny 5 year old!

The floors of my house are totally gross too. Come on Niki, get it together!!!! Sheesh! The amount of dried grass that comes in is freaking amazing. I should keep in a nice pile and eventually I could craft myself a bale of hay. No kidding.

The baby's first birthday was last Wednesday. Dang he's a cute 1 year old. However with T being 5 1/2 I'd forgotten all the things that babies do that are not always so cute. For example, climbing INTO the dishwasher while I'm trying to unload/load it. Hey, watch out for those knifes please. What about standing at the sink and having your pant legs pulled on...hard. HELLO, you so don't want to see Mommy's panties. When I do actually do laundry, the whole lets throw the folded clothes on the floor gets a bit tiresome. All that being said, dang he's cute. How can you get mad at a sweet angel face? I ask him if Mommy can have kisses and he shakes his head no, no, no! Bad boy!

I guess I better keep this brief, the dryer is beeping. Yes, no underware is not always sexy and 5 year olds really shouldn't go commando.

How many painters...

does it take it fix a crappy sheet rock job? We have a small master bath. We remodeled it. We had a light box taken out and a regular light fixture placed over the mirror. The sheet rock dudes didn't get some of the edges of the wall straight. They had to come back. We have a small master bath...I said that right? At this moment, four guys just walked thru my house tracking in mud, dead grass and wet feet...to fix about a foot section of the edge of a wall. One just went into our other bathroom. He did that the day before yesterday too. Don't come to my house for 20 minutes and use the bathroom. It grosses me out. Don't bring four guys in my house for something one person could do. Don't talk loudly in the hallway by my sleeping baby's door. So, one guy is actually fixing the problem, one guy is using my bathroom and the other two are going in and out (dragging more crap onto my floor) to get sandpaper. Then the three stand in my bedroom watching #1 finish the job. We were going to have the other bathroom tub retiled. I think we'll wait, cause as you can see, I'm done.

Ladies Night...Oh what a night!

I'm a member of a Mom's Club in the neighborhood. My friend across the street is pretty active in it and arranged a Ladies Night at a cute little restaurant close by. So last night we head out at 6 pm for half price bottles of wine and Italian food. We are the first there. A few minutes later a chick comes in that I have met a few times before. She sits down and realizes that a year and a half ago we all were at a Mom's Happy Hour together. She also remembers that I had mentioned how I like to mess with my friends husband because he is WAY conservative and I am one of like 2% of the Democrats around here. (BTW, this is not a political post. I'm not talking or ranting about anything political. I like to think I'm moderate and can see both sides of an issue and don't care to get into it with others.) So this chick tells us she hates talking about things that make others uncomfortable and she likes for other people to like her. She then starts on about the Healthcare Bill and how she can't stand how one of her unemployed friends now think she has a free ride...yada yada yada. It's really interesting having conversations with those that are passive aggressive. No no, I don't want to offend, BUT I am assuming your views on the subject as such and such and now I'm going to tell you why your wrong. Strange. Started to make my friend a bit uncomfortable because her husband is so passionate about his beliefs. I think she thought we might have a throw down. We didn't....I could of taken her though. LOL! At the end of dinner she asked if I still liked her. Well of course...no hard feelings....I think.

Oh, forgot to mention that she did have a bit of a throw down with another lady at the last dinner. I refused to get pulled into the drama. Ya know, I want everyone to like me...;)

Bouncy Baby Boy...Really...

So today I go to pick up the kid at preschool. We are walking out and I am carrying the baby that will be one in two weeks. I step off the sidewalk and turn my ankle which results in me falling on my knee cap AND the baby basically does a back flip off my hip and lands on his forehead on the sidewalk. Holy Shit! I was able to sort of break his fall...sort of. Some lady getting out of her car runs up to us. I'm laying on my back right next to Rhett thinking OH MY GOD...I just dropped my kid on his head! Anyhow, she runs up and say "OMG, are you OK? You need to take him to the emergency room!" Ya think? A few other women are standing around us with their mouths open....lovely. The woman takes Rhett and helps me up. I insist I'm fine and will head right to the ER while calling my Husband. And off I go doing just that. Lets just say, STRESSED out doesn't cover it. T the five year old is trooper. He gets the baby a laughing and all seems well. The Husb meets us at the ER. Looks like the baby is ok, just a few scrapes from sliding down my car keys which were hanging out of my pocket. A tiny little scrape on the forehead and a few marks on his back. Thank you Lord.

Then...this afternoon, big kid puts little kid on the chest at the end of our bed. Little kid falls off and gets a rug burn on the other side of his forehead. For the love of God make it stop. Needless to say, I am enjoying a glass of wine, wondering if my shoulder will be jacked up for long and also planning on sneaking into the baby's room all night long to make sure he's ok. Parenthood is NOT for the faint of heart.

Mii's

For those that don't know, a Mii is a profile for Wii games. My 5 year old has created a bunch of them for all our family and friends. He changes the color they are wearing & puts sunglasses and hats on them and makes them skinny or fat. If you click on one, you can dangle them around and their arms and legs flail about. I wish I could dangle people that irritate me like Mii's.

Spring Break?

Is Spring Break really a break? For who? The teachers? It certainly won't be a break for me. We have no plans, so it'll be Spring Pain in the Ass. I'm just say'in. So today, T and I headed to Home Depot to get a bunch of plants for a butterfly garden. He must of learned this at school. He was very pumped to get all the planting done. The boy is five...guess how much he did. Nada, nothing, niltch. Mom did it all. The one thing kids don't get is you can't just shove a bunch of flowers in the ground. Not only does it look like shit, they will die. Waste of money. He didn't care for the whole pull the weeds ideas either. I also bought three tomato plants, a pepper plant, lettuce, onions and some herbs. Damn I love spring. Also had to put two ferns in the big pots on the front porch. Our neighborhood awards Yard of the Month. I have secretly been wanting to win the award. I don't know who gives it out, or when, but wouldn't it be dandy to have that sign in your yard? I have a bunch of daffodils and other bulbs coming up that are beau-t-ful! I don't know why I could have that award. Maybe I need to start lobbying or something. Anywho, happy spring! (At least in Texas!)

QVC

Last month my sister calls and tells me to turn the channel to QVC. Now here's the problem, how the hell would I know what channel QVC is on? I don't buy things from TV. I don't watch home shopping shows. I might be bored, but I'm not THAT bored. Sheesh. I finally search around til I find the right channel. Holy crap...the cutest serving dishes are on. Kinda country/funky. It comes with 3 casserole dishes...you can microwave, bake in them and serve in them. ALSO, there are three matching bowls to serve dips and such in. Too cute. But that's not all! They come with lids and metal stands! Ohhhhhh! Now really, I'm not spending $42 plus shipping for a bunch of dishes that I don't need. That's where my Sisters and my "farm account" comes in. When our Grandfather died, we inherited his land and some $. We split the money but kept some in the farm account to pay for keeping the house and property up. Well guess what? Paw Paw would really want us to have those dishes. So you guessed it, we used the farm account. Thanks Paw Paw!!! Got the shipment a few weeks later. Too cute. Now I'm wondering why I've only used one dish, one time. Maybe I need to make something tonight. Geez.

Have you ever bought anything off a home shopping network? I have a cousin that's a Quacker. Wonder what the hell that is? Apparently some woman on QVC has a bunch of followers called Quackers. The woman is genius! She even has all these Quackers go on cruises. My cousin went...she said everyone on board the ship would quack at each other. WTH?

I Wonder.

I wonder if I am becoming one of those stay at home Mom's that is starved for adult conversation. As I've mentioned before, we have been remodeling the master bath. For some reason I know all the personal details of the tile guy. I know his girlfriend is pregnant but still married to another guy. I know she's whiny and keeps "C" up at night crying and upset. She doesn't work and feels guilty about it. Not guilty enough to find a job. She doesn't want to get a divorce because she feels sorry for the guy. Why o' why do I know these things? Well, cause I'm chatty I guess. Or maybe I'm bored or have that look. You know the one, the tell me all your worldly problems look. All that being said, we got a hell of a deal on the tiling of our shower. Perhaps cause I'm so damn nice. Maybe now I should start getting involved in some type of activity where adults are during the day. Now that the tile guy only has one more small project, who am I gonna talk too? The poor Husb is gonna just have to sit and listen to me rattle on and on. A five year old only gives you so much quality chatting. I'm just say'in!

Woo Hoo!

Finally got my laptop back. Wow, never knew how much I missed the old boy! Well, today we had 4 different workman here. Tile guy, sheet rock guy and two shower door installers. How come nothing goes to plan? Thrifty Niki was hoping to get a rocking standard shower door at Home Depot...oh silly me. Custom all the way. Why? The dang walls in the bathroom are not even and the standard sizes are less than half an inch off. Crap. Oh well, sure will be purdy. Funny how redoing floors ends up in a total bathroom remodel. We are on the home stretch. Love the new look, hate getting up super early cause the tile guy is an earlier worker. He gets here before 7:30am almost every morning. He also calls me Ma'am.

So today in Dallas, four restaurant/bars in a popular part of Dallas burned down. When we were young and kidless, we'd hang out there, drink and listen to bands. Sometimes we'd meet for brunch and have bloody mary's on one of the patios. To be honest, I haven't been down to lower Greenville in several years. (Kids do that.) But I am sure sad to see those places go up in flames. It's kinda like our history. We always thought Greenville Bar & Grill would be there. A sad day in Dallas. A guy owned two of the four on that strip. He didn't have fire insurance. Now, I know times are hard, but dude, don't ya think it might be a good idea to have insurance on at least one restaurant if it's in the same building as your other one? Something horrible could happen...like the whole thing could go up in flames. I'm just say'in. What a drag.

Well, I'm off to get the kid a Girl Scout cookie. We have entirely too many boxes. What's a girl to do say no to a Girl Scout???

Holy Moly...

It's been way too long. My laptop is still MIA with the Husb. He said his tech looked at it and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it. What the heck? Of course, I guess the last several weeks I could have been blogging and ready blogs from this handy desktop. Just isn't as fun. Don't know why!

Our new floors have been put in! Woo Freaking Hoo! Of course is anything easy? Nope! The tile dude thinks the master shower is leaking. The plumbers from the insurance company didn't find anything. Insurance guy comes on Monday, I'm sure he'll tell us to take a hike...no coverage. It would be nice, but we are still replacing the lovely baby blue shower. Speaking of baby blue, the baby blue toilet has gone to toilet heaven. My only request to the tile dude was to put it in the box of the new toilet. I really didn't want my neighbors seeing it. Yes, I'm so vain. What does he do? Sets it right in the middle of the yard so all the neighbors leaving for work and school can drive by and stare. The little boy across the street said, "I saw your potty in the yard". Thanks dude.

Awww February!

Yeah, February is here. Hurray! I think I hate January. My blogging days have come to a dramatic stop due to the demise of my shitty laptop. I'm on the house PC...but just isn't the same. Hate it. Maybe that's why January seemed so depressing. I'm missing checking in with all my favorite blogs. Hopefully soon I'll be back on track and right again. I'll also blame it on this baby of mine. Holy crap, after 4 1/2 years I totally forgot about this crawling and pulling up stuff. Oh, and the pulling up and then falling over banging your chin on the coffee table and then your head on the tile floor. That part too.

Good news, we are finally getting new floors put it. I've already started ripping up the cat pee carpet. Damn cats. Well, at least I get new floors out of it. I hope to catch up soon. I finally made it to 31 followers and then I ditched. So not cool, I know. Please forgive. Soon as the pain of the floor cost recedes, I'll hopefully be getting a handy little netbook. Then I'll be back it business! Happy February!

Wow...got my first award from Adventures of a Middle Age Drama Queen! Thank you so much! She is the best! If you haven't checked out her blog...go do it! She is awesome! Who else volunteers for the Red Cross and goes to help out in horrible tragedy? I can't imagine! Today the Drama Queen posted 7 things you might not know about me. I thought I'd join in!

Here goes!

1. I smell everything...no really. My Husb makes fun of me. I just can't seem to help it. I think it runs in the family cause my Sister does it and I just noticed T does it too. Ain't that cute?

2. I love love love boiled crawfish. I could eat it 5 times a week when it's in season. Years ago I dated a guy that introduced me to crawfish. When I met the Husb, he was a manager/bartender at my favorite Cajun restaurant.

3. Everyday when I dry my hair, I flip my hair over and dry it underneath. I close my eyes and day dream that I'm in some fancy hotel on the beach. (OK, I don't always day dream...but it's so nice to just hear the hum of the hairdryer instead of the shrieks of children. It takes me to far away places.)

4. My sister and I own a 375 acre farm in southwest Missouri. Our Grandparents left it to us. We have no plans to sell. Love it there.

5. I silently stress out about money. It doesn't seem to be a problem but I'd like to have all the bills payed off and a few million in the bank.

6. I adore my boys. (All three!) I don't know what I would do with a prissy little girl. I am blessed to have them. Never really thought about it, but I am so not a girly girl.

7. I collect old stained glass. It makes me happy. (I don't do antiques though!) All the windows in the house except 2 have some sort of stained glass in it. One of those two window is the kitchen window and I have all types of colored glass things hanging there. I've thought about putting another window in the dining room to get more light in the house...and well...to put up more stained glass. :)

Did ya know day!

Did ya know that a sign that says, "Yield to Ramp" in the state of Texas means to slow the hell down and let the cars coming off the highway actually merge with traffic.

Did ya know that some baby's get the hiccups in the morning and then every hour after that all freaking day?

Did ya know that the only was to get said baby's hiccups to go away is give him something to drink.

Did ya know that Red Barron thin & crispy pizza is actually REALLY good! (Go for the three cheese..and isn't thin pizza less fattening? A girl can dream, can't she?)

Did ya know that if you light enough candles and spray enough air freshener the putrid smell of cat urine can barely be detected.

Did you know if you live with said cat urine for so long, your really just used to it and can't totally smell it anymore.

Did you know that Flight Attendants go thru a pain in the ass training every year to keep the flying public safe? And I thought all we did was serve drinks.

Did ya know that someone on a plane once asked a friend of mine why they didn't train us to work in turbulence. WTF?

Did you know that when you suck up a Lego with a vacuum that it makes a horrifying sound.

What I meant to say!

It's Hiding From the Kids "What I meant to say Wednesdays!"

To the guys giving a bid to tile our floor. "Thank's so much for the bid, we'll let you know what we decide."

What I meant say. "Have you lost your damn mind? At that price, we could build an addition to the back of the freaking house!"



To the Husb after he took Mr. T to get his hair cut. "Thanks for taking T."

What I meant to say. "Did they even cut his hair? When you said trim it up did they take out scissors or anything? WTH?"



To the cats pissing on my carpet resulting in replacing the tile. "If you don't stop, I'm going to throw your furry ass outside FOREVER!!!!!"

Oh...that's what I meant to say! Fun!

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I can't do anything Tuesdays...

I'd love to do Supah's Post it Note Tuesday...but I have a whiny baby hanging on my leg. No time to figure out those dang post it's. Maybe later today. Mr. T has to be taken to the Doctor for a well child visit today. Just what I want to do, drag two well kids to a germ infested Doctors office. Hello, my name is Niki and I'm a Germophobic. So true, I even have antibacterial lotion in the cup holder of my car. Use it whenever I get in the car. I don't know how I am a flight attendant with all those nasty sick coughing people around. It's been so long since I've flown, I'm kinda thinking being a millionaire would be nice. Then I could give the finger to the big D and never go back. Awww but alas that damn health insurance thing looms over us. Must have it and even having a million might not be enough! ;) I "get " to go to training on the 24th. My neighbor said it would be nice to get out of town for a while. Yeah well, it would if I didn't have every spare second crammed with tests and drills. I need a vacation...alone. Sweet bliss it would be!

Could be worse, got a good friend that almost cut her finger off with a circular saw and my sister broke her wrist in several places. Life is loud but good here. Maybe I can get the wireless fixed on this computer and come up with an interesting post. We shall see!

Dream State

So last night I'm having a dream/nightmare. Toward the end, I guess I started calling out in my sleep. The Husb put his hand on me telling me it was OK. That woke me up. I almost started laughing because of what I was dreaming about. Nawwww...just went back to sleep instead. When we woke up, I asked the Husb if I was talking in my sleep. He said "Yeah, I think you were having a dream about flying. You sounded like you were trying to evacuate an airplane by say, Go...get out...get out." Well, I wasn't, I actually was dreaming that someone had left a frozen turkey in a baby seat in some room. The turkey started flapping it's wings inside of the plastic. It then began chasing my sister and I. Then two file folders joined in. When the Husb woke me, I was telling the folders to get out. Saying it three times so it would work. I then was screaming Oh My God because the turkey was flapping it's way up the stairs to get us.

I often wonder what leads us to dream and what dreams mean. This puts a whole new spin on it. I must have an aversion to turkey after the holidays. Damn bird scared the hell out of me.

My Short Comings...

OK, so Wednesday was Hiding From the Kids "What I meant to say". This is my short coming...I don't know how to link her blog. I'm not sure how to grab the button and put it in my post. WTH? When I post pictures they are all cattywampas. I got some spam written in Chinese or something and "spammed" it on my e-mail and now I can't get my blog to send me notification that I got a comment, which means i can't respond. I accidentally downloaded some spy wear the other day and it took over my computer. It took the Husb no less then 2 years to get rid of it. It could of taken longer but I'm not sure cause I said f-it and went to bed.



Guess I jinxed myself while typing this yesterday. The computer froze up and I couldn't get back online. Somehow I have disabled my wireless connection. I'm now sitting in the baby's room hooked up to the wireless router. (His room used to be the office) The Husb was on the phone with the IT guy til 11pm last night trying to figure out what the hell I did. Oops...it wasn't me...I swear!

Breaking News!

It's 24 degrees in Dallas. You'd think a blizzard had hit the city. Let me tell you about a little pet peeve of mine. All the Dallas News stations preempting the major networks to talk about the weather. At times this is necessary. We do have tornadoes pop up now and then. It's nice to be aware that one might be headed your way. Today we don't get to see any national news because it's cold here. That's it...cold...oh and windy, I can't forget that bone chilling wind. Thank God the news is on to tell us about it. I will say a few school districts north of here are closed because of a tiny bit of freezing rain. Well, the start of school has come and gone so you'd think they would stop talking about it. Nope. The "cold weather" report started at 4:30am this morning. It's now almost 10am. They loop over and over and over. Every news reporter they have are parked in every section of the city. Stop the madness. Please stop the f-ing madness.

I Miss School!

Not my school...Mr. T's preschool. Good God...if that kid doesn't go back I may go postal. Love him with all my heart but we must stop the madness. Let's be frank shall we? Who in the hell home schools? Do you? Do you know anyone that does? Why do you or they? Why...why? Maybe if you live in the middle of no where. Or if perhaps if you live in the hood. But why???? These children must, I repeat, must go to school. I can't imagine never having "back to school" to look forward too. Those poor poor women. (Not to be sexist, or men) TV is not so good either. When do you exceed the daily limit? What IS the daily limit? 1 hour? 6 hours? The kid said today they he didn't want to go to school tomorrow. He wants to stay with me forever. BAHAHAHAHA! Not. Isn't that sweet? He is going to have a rude awakening in June when I go back to flying. Or better yet, Dad and babysitter are going to have one. Cause...well, I'll be flying. BAHAHAHAHA!

Ok, I feel better now. If this is the most I have to bitch about, I'm doing great. Just don't get me started on my pissing cats. I could go on for a year about them. BTW, we are getting a bid for putting in slate in the hallway. Why? Piss. That's all I'm gonna say. Oh...and it ain't human piss.

Sundays before kids....

I used to be a BIG Sunday football watcher. The Husb and I even did our picks every Sunday morning. When T was born, we still watched. When he was about two, I printed out each teams logo and he would do his picks. He always loved the pirates....Tampa Bay and Oakland. T actually kicked our asses at times with his picks. Weird. So now with two kids, I'm lucky if I catch the entire Cowboys game. I say Cowboys because first, they are America's team. ;0 (No haters hahaha!) And second, I'm from Dallas...and well, they are the Dallas Cowboys. It's strange how little people change your habits that you thought were ingrained forever. I always watched the Today show when I wasn't working. Now I try to catch 10 minutes to make sure the world is intact and then it's off to Spongebob Land. I do know that in the end, I won't look back and say...I sure wish I watched more football. Building Lego's and kissing boo boos is where it's at. (Repeat to self..."They will take care of me in my old age!) Pretty soon "the boys" may just be insistent that sports are on. I better enjoy them now, farts, burps, snot and all!

New Years Resolutions 2010

I don't usually make New Year resolutions because I figure I won't keep them. This year I'm going to come up with a few and report back on how I've done.

First, to steal a post from a friend of mine on Facebook. My New Years resolution is to make 2010 my bitch. Hehe...that makes me laugh.

Here goes:
Lose some weight. (Like 75% of the country)
Be more patient.
Eat less calories so I can drink more wine.
Hang out with the people I love. Those that make me laugh til I pee.
Cook more. Yummy stuff, interesting stuff.
Keep up with the bills and laundry, oh and cleaning. Eew.
Dress more sassy.
Get the kid involved in some sort of sport/activity.
Read more.
Take time to spend with the Husb.
Clean up the cat peepee. (So love-hate relationship)
Do more creative stuff that I've always liked.
Reach out to others.
Be nice.
Have more fun.

Th at should do! Happy 2010 my friends!