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!)