Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Twelve and counting

I would like to tell you all a little story. It is about my family and our unbelievably bad luck with dogs. It starts a little over eleven years ago with a beautiful lab named rebel. He was our first; we got him as a puppy and thought we would have him forever. Sadly after six short months he meet his demise. It came in the form of a ford flat bed. Ouch!! Then there was a string of black dogs that sadly all died of privio. (sp?) Then we had the twins…..yes they were twins and the only way you could tell them apart was the female had a bald spot on her ass where Adam’s mom ran her over. Sadly they lasted about 4 months before some mysterious germ got them both within days of each other. From here it kind of just gets sad. We had one that Adam had to put down, two that caught the same mysterious germ, one that practically liquefied. Then there was a beautiful husky that Noah was given on his 2nd birthday that he named two. He lasted about a week before Adam accidentally ran over him. Noah was also given a black lab at the same time that he named fatback. Fatback was probably the smartest dog we had, he ran away after about two months. He knew somehow that he needed to get out while he still could. Now you would think at this point we would give up. Dogs are just not for some people. We have lived by this fact for the past five years, until recently Noah has really been wanting a puppy. Adam having fond memories of his beloved “Bear” and my memories of a great German shepherd named “Sally” liked the idea of the boys having a dog to grow up with decided to give it one more shot. Vowing this one would be different. We would do things differently, first and foremost watching when we back up! Adam lucked up on a Great Pyrenees/mix puppy at the Polk co animal shelter. So on Monday as a late Christmas surprise we brought “Luke” home (I will have to tell the story of him coming home another time, it is quite comical). Luke is a very cute happy 10 week old pup. He likes warm milk, fleece blankets, and sleeping in the middle of the living room floor. If you know me, you are probably shocked that this pup has been allowed inside my house, but I seem to have “sucker” wrote across my forehead. It’s just so cold outside and he is just so dang cute. So everyone keep your fingers crossed that the 12th time is the charm! Here are a few pics of the newest member of our clan!!!



Tuesday, November 3, 2009

One cup of crazy, here please

Hormones are such nasty little things. They can make a perfectly sane person go from crying to mad in a five second time span. Before long you will find yourself in a total different reality. You will believe and can not be convinced otherwise that your best friend is no longer your best friend that she doesn’t want to talk to you, spend time with, or even hear your voice. You will then go further, believing that you have no friends. The ones you use to claim as your own are talking about you behind your back and you are nothing more than a joke to them. You will know that your husband is avoiding you and doing his best to ignore every thing you say. Hormones will make you yell at your kids when they don’t need it and hug them when they do. On-star commercials will make you cry and then you will cry because you feel stupid for crying. Heaven help the bad driver that makes the mistake of pulling out in front of you. Surly jail time would follow that mistake if you had a gun in the car. The lady at the fast food window didn’t realize she was having a bad day until you drove up. Getting out of bed is a little more than you can handle and when you finally do, you spend the rest of the day counting down the hours until you can climb back in. People will tell you that you are in a bad mood or are being moody, however you will not care. It really won’t matter until you yourself realize that hormones have over taken your body, but by then it is just too late for everyone involved. Hormones will push every button you have, play on every fear and emotion you can come up with. Rational thought will only pop out every so often and make you question all the craziness you have been spreading around. Even then you will wonder about it, because you haven’t seen the rational side of things in so long you are not sure what it looks like anymore. Smarter people than me say that these nasty little hormones only kick in around your cycle time; however this smart woman knows they happen far more regularly than that. You actually have more hormonal days than regular days a month. This smart woman wonders how my husband lives with me, my children put up with me and honestly why I haven’t ended up in jail yet! Sometimes it sucks to be female.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Is it really to much........

I want normal. Is it really so much to ask for? I can handle all the other issues, small and big problems that may arise. I just want normal and damn it I. WANT. IT. NOW!!!!!

Thursday, October 1, 2009

A big bad world

I am just so dishearted this morning. Noah has been staying in aftercare at school this week and I let him take his Nintendo DS with him so he would have something to do after he finished his homework. As a plus we also went ahead and gave him the new game I picked up on eBay, because he got all A’s on his report card, aced his spelling test, and got a really nice note sent home from his teacher. He was more than excited about his new game and had not put his DS down since getting it. Sadly he did decide to put it up yesterday afternoon to go do something else, tucking it safely in his back pack. When grandma got there he went to get his bag and noticed it was unzipped and the DS was gone. He cried all the way home and hit the front door with big tears in his eyes and his chin quivering. It saddens me, because I know my Noah he is to anal and has a memory like an elephant, him and I both know that he did in fact put it up in his bag and that some other child felt it necessary to steal it from him. How sad is that? That a child could go through another child’s bag and take something that doesn’t belong to them. I would love to give the benefit of doubt that he just misplaced it or left it behind, but like I said I know my Noah and how he is about his things. What is even worse is I have a pretty good idea which little snot took it. This child is as rotten as they come, he walks around like the world owes him something and he is too good to notice anyone who is not falling at his feet. That must be a hard way to live for a 7 year old. I can not imagine thinking this way at 7 years old. I guess when your mother is practically the same way and this is all you know it is easy. Sadly this child comes across as if I want it I will take it and I am afraid that is what has happened to Noah’s DS. When I went in to talk to Noah about it he fell apart, saying that he was sorry and he didn’t want us to be mad. Looking at my big guy I got a little choked up, I was not ready for him to find out that there are people out there like that yet. That sadly kids do steal what does not belong to them. That life sometime just sucks. I held his little face in my hands and told him that it was not his fault some one stole from him; it was not his fault at all. That I knew he had taken care of his things and it would all be ok. I would find out what happened to it and make it better. Let’s just hope I can make it better. In true Noah fashion last night during prayers he prayed for the person who ever they may be. He prayed that they would know what they did was wrong and return it to him; he prayed that they would never do this again to someone else and he would forgive them no matter their reasons. He humbles me……..

Monday, September 21, 2009

Blast from the past

You know when your in high school you never think about what might come back and bite you in the ass one day. You do not think twice about standing for a stupid photo or passing out pictures. It never crosses your mind at the time that you will one day grow up and will not want to be reminded of your high school days. For some stupid reason I never saw any harm in passing out pictures and to be honest back then never minded having my picture taken. There was a girl whom to be perfectly honest was just a little different, to put it nicely and it was easier to go along with her and get away from her as quickly as possible, than to be rude to her. She was always just there, you know what I mean? Well this is what happens when you decide to not be rude. She pops up almost 15 years later and post pictures of you on face book for not only you to see but all the other idiots you went to school with. At lest I am not the only one she decided needed a flash back. It freaked me out a little, I don’t even still have an old prom picture (looking at it you can probably tell why?!? I look drugged and like I was carrying a funeral arrangement) but she sure enough did and why would you hang onto someone’s picture that you where not really goods friends with for 15 years. Apparently Joy was smart enough to not hand out anything…….I did not see her mug posted all over face book……bitch! Lol So, being good natured because I know you all want to see I will share with you. Man, I really hope she doesn’t pull anything else out!


Friday, September 18, 2009

Goodbye Summer

Yeah, it has been a while since I have posted anything and instead of boring you all with what has been going on the past few weeks, we will just skip over that. I am like most every other human who looks forward to fall, the leaves changing, the cooler weather, and to be honest its like the count down begins to Christmas with the coming of fall. However, as much as I look forward to fall I will miss the summer months.







Sunday, August 2, 2009

This, that, and the other............


Gosh it has been a while since I sat down and blogged. So, I thought since I now have this nifty new lap top and I can sit all comfy in my bed and play on the computer, I would take this opportunity to catch up.

We took the boys camping, seen a bear, had a sleepless night, played in a beautiful waterfall that I can remember playing in almost 15 years ago. I could have spent all day at the foot of that amazing waterfall. I can not wait to go back, minus blackie the bear!

Joseph celebrated his 4th birthday. We didn’t celebrate it in a big way, just a small cake and a few gifts. Next year will be his year for the “big” party. Wonder what kind of kick ass cake I will come up with for him. It has to be as good as the pirate cake.

I have applied for several jobs and am very excited but nervous about the possibility of going back to work. If I head back to work, my baby will also start to school this year. Wow, not sure how I really feel about that. I forgot how hard it is to get a job and what a nerve racking process it is to get ready for an interview, waiting to hear back. Will I say the right thing; answer the questions right, burp in the middle of the interview? `

Don’t you think adults with braces are weird? It just looks so strange. I am sure they have a perfectly logical reason for getting them now, but it just seems so strange to see a 40 year old woman with braces on her teeth. When you talk to them your eyes can’t help but stare at the bright shinny braces…..it’s just weird!

Went to the drive-inn to see Transformers 2 and had a ball. There is nothing like loading up in the back of the truck with sleeping bags and pillows, kids all snug in the jimmies, eating snack bar food, whispering to one another and cuddling with the kid’s until the movie is over.

Spent a wonderful afternoon with an old dear friend and her sweet babies eating fast food, the kids played on the play ground while Joy and I caught up, then we took all the ankle bitters to the sprinklers at the park, took lots and lots of pictures and wore out our little ones. It was a win-win for everyone evolved and a good time was had by all.

Finally got Noah’s school clothes bought this weekend. Eh, we joined the masses for this idiotic shopping day. None the less it is over and done with. The flip side, if Joseph does end up going, we will have to do it all over again…..yeah us! Speaking of school, why do the teachers always put at lest one item on the “needed” list that you CAN NOT find? I wonder where she shops, because apparently she has seen this stuff somewhere!

My hormones have been a wild and wicked mess for the past week or so. I managed to say very mean and hurtful things and did not really have a reason or point. What makes it worse was that the person it affected the most was not the person it was directed at. I was avoiding everyone and everything that day and couldn’t bring myself to hash it out over the phone, because I lacked the desire to even carry on a conversation with another human. Yet my small bout with being down in the dumps caused a lot of hurt feelings and confusion. At this point all I can say is sorry.

I ran a special the month of July and had several sessions, what did I learn from this……….its a lot of work for not much money, it’s a good thing I love it so much; however I will not be doing that again anytime soon.

Noah starts school Aug 13 and I am counting down the days, sounds horrible doesn’t it? I am just so sick of the fighting, bossing, whining, and complaining I could puke.

I learned Friday that we have been driving around for the past two months with no car insurance………YIKES!! How did you just now figure it out you might ask, Adam got pulled over, luckily he had a totally cool police officer that either felt pity that my hubby has a fruit cake for a wife or just didn’t want to fool with giving him a ticket. Now not only will we need to take care of the back money owed on the insurance but the State of GA will also issue a ticket for this, wonder how much that will cost us?

Adam is in the middle of a four day weekend and I am so sick of the animal channel, example: Wild Kingdom, Big Cat diary’s, I could scream. I mean who really cares about the mating rituals of the mountain goat? Or why the great African elephant migrates 50 miles to some damn swap, or watching some British guy in way to short shorts tell us how much he loves this cat, its his passion, and he wishes he were one. That is just odd and all of it has lost its appeal.

It is very hard to be thankful for something when the person doing it is for you, makes you look like the bad guy and under minds you at every turn. Why as grandparents is that their right? Maybe one day when I am one, I will understand the need for such behavior. I will say for now, that I will never do this, that I will not force my opinions on my daughter in law, and that I will abide by what ever she says, because I will know that she carried my grandchild 9 long months, spent numerous hours in labor, many a long sleepless night, had bad days, and is trying her best to raise a well mannered, well behaved child and I will respect that. Check back on me in twenty or so years and we shall see where I stand.

Ok, so enough rambling for tonight. I hope everyone has had a great weekend and will start out a wonderful week!

Monday, July 27, 2009

Lesson well learned

How do you fix something that is broken when you are the only on that knows it’s broke? Do you really want to just be done with it, walk away, throw up your hands, and leave things as they are? Or do you try your damndest to change it, make things better, and spend all of your emotions on making it the same as it once was? Cross roads come in everyone’s lives and a path must be chosen, but which one is right? Life changes and not everyone goes through those changes with you. Some are just not meant to make it to the end with you, but how do you know who? How can you make the situation any different when you seem to be the only one who knows or cares that there is a problem to begin with. You begin to look around at what has come to be life with out them and it doesn’t seem so bad, you have made it this long without. Then you get hit with a small something that makes you start to question where you are with it, you start to question your feelings on it all over again, because when you first made the rash decision to be done with it, you knew it was out of hurt and disappointment. You know that you really didn’t give it all the thought it needed; you were just hurt and upset. In all honesty you were content with things, until that small little something pops up and makes you look harder at the situation. You know that what ever decision is made that things will never go back to the way they once were. That you will never truly find that common ground again, have the relationship you once held so dear. Honesty again shows you that you knew this already, you just didn’t want to believe it. You knew that it was to good to be true, that no one can truly be that close to you or care that much. You knew pretty much from the get go that you cared more, put more heart into it, so why be hurt, why be disappointed now? You seen the signs coming, they were always there, just covered so well that you turned a blind eye to them. You knew that it would happen, that it would not stay the same forever. At lest you can count on those under your roof, those are the ones that will make it to the end, they are the ones that love you no matter what and you begin to see that is all you really need now. Yep, you should have known better. At lest you can say that it was yet another of life's lessons well learned.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Feelings

I just have to say that having your feelings hurt sucks. Most people don’t even realize that they have done it nor did they really mean to. I know that mine were not hurt intentionally. I know that it is silly that I am even concerned with it. I know that I should let it go, should not give it a second thought, but yet here I am worrying over it, not letting it go, still mopping that my feelings were hurt in such a simple way. It bothers me more than I care to admit that I get paranoid about relationships, that I sometimes feel like I care more about people than they do me. I have always thought of myself as being tough skinned and then something like this happens and I get knocked down a few pegs. I have got to learn to not get so attached, to set myself apart more. I need to stop trying to be someone I am not nor will ever be to certain people. To stop pushing myself and a relationship on them that they do not care to have. They do not see our friendship the same way I do. They are not on the same level I am with it. No matter what, they will not think of me in the same way I think of them. I just need to face facts that things are the way they are and there is nothing I can do about it. I have to come to the realization that although I consider some people very important the feeling is not mutual. I am not saying that they don’t care about me or consider me a friend, they just do not see our friendship the same way I do, do not see it as important as I do. I will not be doing this again. Once again I have learned my lesson the hard way.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Irony…..

It is such a small simple little word. However it holds so much meaning. There was a time that I didn’t really understand the meaning of it, but over the years I have learned how in most cases it can and will bite you in the ass.

My children, well one child sleeps like the dead. You could literally yell in his face and he would no more hear you or care than would the neighbor down the road. Then there is my other…..his little eyes fly open at the sound of my bed sheets binging turned back for me to climb out. Around here during the summer we go to great lengths to be as quite as possible, because everyone in their right mind knows that you do not want a bright eyed bushy tailed child bouncing on your head or prying your eye lids open at 6 am if there is no need. Believe it or not I have mastered the art of tip-toeing; I am very light on my feet and move quit quickly for a large person just to keep from waking said child.

Although we (as in me and the kids) have no need to be up at the crack of dawn, Adam does and I have gotten used to sleeping past his wake up call. Joseph on the other hand like I mentioned before can hear Adam up and getting ready and there for wants to be up at 5:45. I am none to happy with this fact. So this morning anticipating his little hinny getting up when his dad did I pulled myself out of the bed and stayed up even after I had gotten Adam off to work knowing that not to much longer Joseph would be up ready and raring to go. The thought of going back to bed never crossed my mind, because I really thought “What’s the point”. This is where the irony comes into play. It is now 9:55 a.m. and my darling little blue eyed blond headed child is still blissfully asleep, sleeping as if he has not slept in months. If I was a mean and spiteful mother I would go in there bounce on his bed and pry his eyes open while seeing what various things I could find to stick in his nose. Fortunately for him I am a good kind loving mother who will sit here and enjoy the silence just a little longer.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

If not for bad luck I would have no luck!

Have you ever heard of those people that if they didn’t have bad luck they wouldn’t have any luck? If you haven’t well I would like to introduce myself. Luck is not one of my strong suites, never has been and apparently never will be. Thank you all for your kind words after my last post, but I just had to come back and update. I guess mainly because I kept having this thought….. “Who does this? Who’s luck can be this bad?” I have had seven; yes I said seven surgeries, two children, numerous broken bones and I have never had a pain like I have had this week!!! When I was leaving the nice doctors office the first time he made sure to tell me to chew on the other side “sure, no problem”. See this is where my bad luck kicks in. After two days of chewing on the opposite side my other top wisdom tooth started hurting, I use that term very loosely……it was more like a Mac truck being rammed into that tooth and my jaw. So on Thursday morning I made the dreaded call back to that “nice doctor” and sadly they told me to be there at 1:30. Same as before one scary chair to another and I was numb and awaiting the dreaded “pop”. Things sadly went a little different this time. Once the nice doc got his very large hands in my mouth and started digging around he informs me that this one was abscessed and severely infected. Next thing I knew they had me hooked up to IV antibiotics and goofy gas. Two hours later I was packed, taped and waiting on Adam to guide me to the car. So now I sit here on a quite Saturday night after I have slept most of the week away with two swollen checks, two bluish-black check bones and slightly black eyes. See what I said…..Who does this kind of thing? Who goes in for one tooth ache and looses two wisdom teeth in the same week without being put to sleep? On a brighter note, Adam has been amazing. He has taken care of me and our rowdy boys. He has managed to keep us all alive and well for the past week. Of course I am sure he is looking forward to going back to work Monday just to get a break from us. I think that we all have had enough excitement to last a while and are ready for things to get back to normal. Hope everyone is having a nice weekend and rest well tonight!!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

You may hear a pop……

Anyone ever had a tooth pulled? Not like a kid losing a tooth but an adult tooth that needed to come out. Yeah, I don’t recommend it. I had a wisdom tooth that needed to come out in the worst way, but I was putting it off. I have a total fear of dentist. It freaks me out to have someone’s hands in my mouth. After a very long hike with Uncle Aaron and the rest of the family Sunday I knew it was time to go the dentist. It wasn’t my knees or back that was killing me from the hike or heat, it was my damn tooth. I cried almost all the way home and poor Adam just didn’t know what to do. When we got home he doped me up and knocked me out (thank God for valium and pain pills). I was awaked the next morning by Adam shoving the phone in my face telling me to make the appointment NOW. After calling around it was a done deal. I was to arrive at 1:30. I was so nervous I thought I was going to puke. Sitting in the big ugly scary chair I about had myself convinced I could live with it. Before I could grab my purse and make a run for it the very nice doc came in to deliver the news that my wisdom tooth had abseced and had to come out NOW. Ok breath…surly he will recommend to knock me out….sedate me…..nope! As he patted me on the shoulder he tells me that we are going to move to an even scary chair, get numbed up, and yank it out. Word to the wise, never ever, no matter what tell a frantic woman who is scared to death that you are going to “YANK” anything out. Anyway as I lay there looking at the ceiling with numbing gel I was almost relaxed that it wasn’t going to be that bad. Then that very nice doc came in with two very large needles he planned on sticking in my jaw. We will skip this part as it is very painful to relive. Ten minuets later after the numbing had plenty of time to take affect they came in to “take a look”. What those words really meant was “we are going to pull the side of your mouth back until it touches your ear, bend your head down until your neck feels as if it will break”. After this he stops long enough to say “ok, Jess, you shouldn’t feel anything, but you will feel a lot of pressure and you may hear it pop as it comes out. Right now all I am doing is losing the tooth so it will come out easier” I swear to you all now, it felt like he had climbed up in the chair with me and had his knees on my chest and you know what I did hear the tooth crumble and pop as he pulled it. I heard it so well that it made me shiver. It was very much a wham-bam-thank you mama kind of deal. His not to pleasant assistant packed it full of gauze told me what to do when I got home and that I needed to get the pain meds filled before the numbness wore off. Before I could leave I had to check out at the front where the very nice doc was waiting on me. He told me that I could probably expect some bruising, a good deal of pain, to keep my head elevated, do not do anything for at lest 48 hours, nothing solid to eat for 24 hours, keep the gauze in and take the pain meds. So I am on hour 44, the whole left side of my face is swollen, my check bone and side of my left eye is blue, and it still hurts like hell. If I wasn’t so vain I would take a picture just to show you why you SHOULD NOT DO THIS!!! So if you haven’t talked to me in a couple of days or don’t hear from me in a couple more, you now know why. Hope every one has a great day!

Friday, June 5, 2009

Change is supposed to be good, right????

Well its official, starting in August I will have a pre-k child and a second grader. We enrolled Joseph yesterday morning and he will start with Noah this up coming school year. I will have to admit that I am a little heart broke about this. He is my baby and I am not sure that I am ready to let him go. However I know he will do great and have just as much fun as Noah has. Now the other hurdle is finding a job. That should be fun. Honestly I am looking forward to going back to work. I had hoped that my photography would be making the extra money we needed and maybe someday it will, but for right now I guess I will be going back to nursing. I do miss it, nursing was what I always wanted to do and when I left it behind 7 years ago I was more than a little sad. Hopefully things will work out so that I can get the best of both, nursing and photography. All these changes have my head spinning. I think I am going to need a lot of prayers; I despise change and usually do not handle it well. I am not usually one to ask for prayers, but if y’all got any to spare I could use them. Just wanted to update a little, I know I will come back later to unload so I will leave this alone for now.

Hope everyone has a great day and great week.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Summer Break

Summer break is here and as I knew they would my boys have taken arguing to a new level. They best way to keep them from each other's throats is to keep them occupied. They love the water and we have a small pool that manages to keep them entertained for a while. Hopefully it won't lose its appeal for at lest a month!







Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Life comes at you fast!

I never truly understood when people would tell me to cherish and enjoy your early years; it goes by way to quickly. I got a small taste of that when I graduated from high school. Man, those four years flew by. Next thing I knew I was married and building a house. Then words from women higher in the pecking order than me said “oh after you have kids the time will fly by, make sure to enjoy them being young”. Again, they were right. You think I would learn to listen. In the past month so much has gone on and we have been so busy that I haven’t had a lot of time to sit back and reflect on things past. We have taken a field trip to the Zoo, had muffins with mom, teacher appreciation week, jump rope for heart, half day, exam day, a sick day, spring carnival lasted a day, pajama day, movie day, chapel day, finished up baseball (thank God) in a day, Mothers Day, over night company for two days, a bike show, primitive camping trip gone a day, water guns on a Tuesday, a day at the Jackson’s cabin by the lake, wacky day, backwards day, had a surprise party one day, took graduation pictures on a Wednesday and awards day, all to get to the last day. We also celebrated Noah’s birthday with a small get together and a few presents this past Saturday. I am now a mother to a second grader. Soon to be a mother of a seven year old, a mother to a 7-8 year old baseball player, a football lineman, a swimmer, still a mother to a knight, soldier, music lover, camper, Jedi, a couch potato, book lover, an honor roll student, and a great little kid. See life comes at you fast. Noah is turning seven today and not to long after Joseph will turn four. I am sad that Noah has spent his last year at the small little lower campus. We had gotten used to that little place, knew the faces, couldn’t get lost, and Noah loved being the big guy on campus. Now he will go to the upper campus, where it smells like a real school, there are so many hall ways it’s like a maze, and he will be at the bottom of the totem poll. What is even more mind blowing is that Joseph will be starting soon. Man, they are truly growing up and it bothers me more than I thought it would. Sorry for the rambling……on to the good part (pictures) Just sharing a few of the past month! Hope everyone has a good day and has a great week ahead!!!!




















Sunday, May 3, 2009

Take me out to the ball game....la,la.la

Man there must be something in the air or maybe aunt flow is visiting us all at the same time. I know that I have been one ill pissy bitch the last week. My poor family, I do not know how Adam puts up with me and my mood swings. My emotions have jumped all over the place and after today I am just plain out pissed.


You know when Adam coached we had this kid that was a little wild, but still a good kid. However his mom was a real winner (cough, cough, clearing throat). IF she was half as great as she thought she was she would have been damn near amazing!! Anyway, we never really got along and she was such a pain in the ass. Even though Adam and I didn’t get along with her we never took it out on her kid. We never treated him any different than any other kid on the team. I think that is the way things should be done. I know that not all people are going to see eye-to-eye, but by no means should it affect the kids. Someone should inform Noah’s coach and team mom of this nice little rule.


I have decided that I should not attend Noah’s baseball games anymore. I really do not want to ruin it for him. Even since we came back after Noah was out sick, we have been treated as if we aren’t there. Noah has been moved to the outfield, which probably wouldn’t be that big of a deal if they had players on the in field that knew what the hell they were doing. The coach has put his 4 year old son in Noah’s old position at 3rd base and the poor kid is CLUELESS. I mean hell his mom (team mom) stands outside the dugout and tells him where to stand and what to do with the flippin ball. The kid on second looks for four leaf clovers, the short stop can’t seem to stay up-right for more than three-to-four seconds at a time. I will say on a positive note, that our first baseman deserves to be exactly where he is, he is one hell of a good little ball player. Moving along to the rest of my rant, none of the coach’s speak to Noah, teach him, or attempts to show him anything. There are no words of encouragement, no pats of a play well made, nothing! It is truly ridiculous. I honestly have to bite my tongue until it bleeds to keep from showing my ass and jerking my kid off the field. I probably would have done so already if Noah didn’t want to play so dang bad.


I do not know why they have an in field really, because let me tell y’all now that Grayden Guthrie can play them all (big fat eye roll) They have taught that child to run all over the field playing everyone’s position. He was in center field at one point today. He takes balls, barks out orders, and pretty much does what ever in the hell he wants to do. I know it is not really his fault, I know it is the coaches, but I really could just pinch his head off. He runs around like a puffed up roster. They have told all of the other kids, “just let Grayden get it or throw it to Grayden” so there for the other kids are not even trying, really what is the point? Speaking of Grayden, some of you might remember his mom, Ashley. Adam and her husband Joel work together and from the first time we meet we have been friends and the boys have been buddies. The boys have a lot of fun together and used to have a good deal in common. I learned today that Grayden celebrated his birthday last weekend. Noah didn’t get invited to Grayden’s birthday party, the rest of the team did. I could tell by the look on Ashley’s face when one of the other moms brought it up today that we were not supposed to know that it took place. When there was dead air Ashley looks at me and says “I had the invitation, but thought y’all would get it to late” to which I reply “Your probably right, seeing how there aren’t phones or text messaging doesn’t exist, oh wait…..it does exist and you know how to use it when you want me to pick Grayden up for you. I guess somewhere along the way you forgot how to work it” Now between me and you I bet your ass since miss team mom and the great good Guthrie are friends now that opinions are being shared and lines being drawn. You see Ashley is a very swayable person who lives for the all mighty gossip and the latest scoop. I am so feed up, it literally makes me want to puke or fight (depends on the day).


I leave every game and practice so mad I can not see straight. I am so ready for this to be over with. I can not wait to play in Rome next year. Because I can tell you all now, if I have to have any contact with this coach or team mom after this I will probably jerk a knot in some ones ass. Truth be told, y’all know me and are probably shocked that I haven’t already jerked at lest her in knot, I know it will happen before the season ends.

It is all I can do no to every time I lay eyes on her and as bad as I hate to admit it I will probably end up showing my true colors before all is said and done.


Sorry guys, I know y’all are sick and tired of hearing me bitch about baseball. But if I don’t do it here then I do it with Adam and he tries to make me see all sides and to be honest I do not want to. I do not want to give any of them the benefit of the doubt. Not when they so easily treat Noah the way they do. They don’t get that option form me. They can treat me like shit, I could truly care less, but I’ll be damned if they will get away with treating Noah like this.


Ok, my rant for the day is over and I surprisingly feel better. Now I am going to go check out all the tornado’s they say are bouncing around everywhere. Everyone be safe and have a good Sunday evening.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Bitchs and Birthdays

I got to thinking tonight as I sat in a quite house that all I have done lately is bitch. If it isn’t one thing or another that I have found to complain about. My last post was just this side of down right hateful and although it was justified, I was still being a bitch. I realized tonight as I went to check on my boys, watching them sleep, listening to their little sighs or mumble how lucky I truly am. It never fails to amaze me that me and the wonderful man I married brought those loves into this world.
Today is my hubby’s 32nd birthday and that got me to thinking just about him. The ins and out of why I love him so much. After ten years I still think my husband is the best thing short of my kids that ever happened to me. I wake up and smile each morning because he is beside me. I still watch him sleep sometimes and it always gives me that settled bone deep happy feeling. I still get butterflies in my stomach when he tells me he loves me. I wait for him to walk in the door everyday and have to walk him to the door every morning, just to get one last second with him and one more kiss. I can clearly recall the first time I meet him. The first time he told me he loved me and when he asked me to marry him. I can still remember his face when I told him we were pregnant and the first time he held each of his sons. I love him more today than I did ten years ago, I didn’t know that was possible. Did you know that every afternoon when he gets home before he does anything else we spend 10-15 minuets alone just talking and catching up about the day. Or that I can not go to sleep at night if our feet are not touching. I still think the way he smokes a cigarette is sexy. When I am upset the first thing he does to make me feel better is put his palm to my check, it is a perfect fit and it never fails to calm me. Did you know that on his phone I have a special ring (song) and when he answers he finishes singing it to me before he even says hello and yes I get giddy at that as well. That I stand by the window and watch his tail lights until I can no longer see them each and every morning as he leaves for work. Did you know that one of my favorite things in the world is cuddling with my hubby? He amazes me daily with his strength and faith. He loves children and would have a house full if he could and I would agree ;) Did you know that he used to play baseball and I still think it is sexy when he gets a chance to play? Yes corny I know, but I find it totally sexy when he is in the field on the tractor or in the garden “farming”. I love that he always wears a baseball cap. Do you know that from day one he has called me “baby” and on the rare occasion he uses my real name I look at him and wonder who he is talking about? He loves to camp and I love sharing a sleeping bag with him. Did you know that there is not one thing he wouldn’t do for me and his kids, literally? I married an amazing man and I am glad I got reminded of that fact! Happy Birthday hubby of mine!!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Powerful or powerless?!?!?!?

Did y’all know that I am capable of ruining some ones life? That I do not care about others feelings? Have the ability to say where they go and what they do, even where they live? I can also hold small children over their heads and use them against someone. I never knew that I had all this power at the tip of my fingers. Just in case you were wondering I also possess the ability to make grown people look stupid, say hateful things, be afraid, lose their mind, be lonely, act like a 2 year old throwing a tantrum, yell, cuss, and cry. Wow I must really be one powerful bitch. It is actually quite scary. I wonder what else I can do if I try. The possibilities are endless. For those of you wondering, the moment has already passed. I have said my peace, spoke my mind (like y’all thought I wouldn’t) and have since moved on. However I will not be forgetting anytime soon and will against better judgment try to be the bigger person. No, I do not need a shoulder to cry upon, pity, a “bless your heart” or even a friendly reminder of my manners. To be perfectly honest, I am quite capable of those things and more. I am a blunt honest person, who very rarely thinks before I speak. There for when it needs to be said or handled, have no doubt that it will be. I am a momma bear who, yes, will do what ever it takes to see my children are happy, healthy, safe and loved. I will not sacrifice the love of one child for the sake of the other and no it is not ok to make a difference between my children, hence the word…”my” children. Believe it or not BOTH of my children are bright, funny, amazing kids that are too young to understand what you do and why. Nor do they understand drama and why some people find it so great. Just in case some have forgotten the fact that when you are in my home, yard, or car you are subject to my temper, mouth, and sometimes very bitchy behavior. Do not act like an insensitive, selfish idiot and you will not be treated as one. If you have the need to be a drama queen please find someone else who enjoys it more than I do. I do not have the time and energy to entertain your stupidity or mood swings. And no some people’s apologies do not carry much weight with me. It is really not an apology if I have to beat it out of you and it is said with so much disdain it makes your teeth hurt. You might as well keep it to your self because you know what me or my boys don’t need to hear it. Lastly, I believe that what goes around comes around and I promise that one day it will hit you so hard you will only be able to guess as to what just happened.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

People never cease to amaze me

I always get a kick out of peoples photos. I know that I am trying to be a photographer so I do have a more critical eye. But it cracks me up to see those pictures taken with their web cam or their cell phone. There is this one chick on my space that actually uses her camera and it doesn’t matter if the pictures come out blurry, to dark to see, or what ever she will still post them. (whatever floats your boat) I know that it shouldn’t matter, that face book is not the grandest thing in the world and you probably shouldn’t base any opinion on the things you see on there. But there are some things you should not take a picture of much less put on face book for the whole world to see. You especially do not take a picture of that and put it out there. I am just shocked, maybe I am just a stick in the mud, but I think that is just vulgar and nasty. I am actually ashamed that she is on my friends list. I graduated with her like 12 years ago and once upon a time considered her a friend, not a close friend but still a friend. I always knew she was a little wild and crazy, but I had no idea she was just…….I do not even know the word. Anyway just thought I would share with all of you. Like you needed to be sick to your stomachs early in the morning!!!


check it out!!

Monday, April 6, 2009

Its a Monday.....

I had a big long rant typed out and then deleted it, because lets be honest….everyone hates Monday’s.

I can put it simply though, I am now in a pissy mood. I didn’t want to be, I was trying not to be, but it got me and here I am.

Noah is sick A.G.A.I.N.!!! Judging be the sound of his cough and after listening to his chest, sounds like he has walking pneumonia again. (Poor kid).

They have baseball practice today and guess who will NOT be there and guess who will be calling and dealing with the “wonderful” team mom, who found it necessary to put in all caps to let her know if Noah wasn’t going to be there. Why did she put just that part in all caps?

Adam ticked me off because he doesn’t want to deal with the coach or team mom any more than I do and I thought it should be his turn……he didn’t agree. Yeah that conversation went well.

We have a special meal at Noah’s school Thursday along with a party and egg hunt, hope he is up to going. I have a doctors appointment that morning, guess dad will have to handle that one.

The highlight of my week is not coming until Friday when I get to spend some much over due time with my best friend. I am so excited and nervous.

I have 6, yeas I said 6 loads of laundry to do. How many has gotten done so far……..2 and it is already 2:00 p.m. I also have two bathrooms that desperately need cleaning. Boy that sounds like loads of fun.

It’s cold outside, very cold outside. It is going to be cold on Easter and the boys will not get to wear their matching shorts I bought. At lest I wont have to worry about Adam bitching about them matching.

I do not have anything for the boys Eater baskets yet. I guess I will be headed to Wal-Mart one night soon to take care of that. Maybe I can actually go alone and look at what I am buying.

I am looking for a full time job, nough said!

Well those are my bitches for the day. Maybe tonight I can come up with a light and happy post, don’t see it happening today, but there is always hope.

Hope everyone else’s Monday is going better than mine and you all are staying warm.