Generally, I think that I am a fairly proactive person, especially when it comes to doing things I really enjoy doing – but don’t even get me started on things I don’t. Things like unloading the dishwasher, laundry or helping my second grader with the two hours worth of homework he comes home with on Mondays (yes, you read that right). So, instead of actually doing those things, I try to find fun ways to put them off until I absolutely have to do them. Things like:
Feb 222012
Feb 202012
I like to think I’m fairly open minded. I like to try new things, but there are some things I’ll never do! Ever. And here they are:
1. Drop. As in going on a roller coaster, bungee jumping, paragliding, hang gliding or sky diving! I don’t like that feeling of my stomach up in my throat, so I’ll be avoiding all those activities at all costs thank you very much.
2. Go camping. Sleeping in a hotel room is as close to camping as I’m ever gonna get. As far as I’m concerned, there is nothing fun about sleeping on the ground in a tent, peeing in dirty public bathrooms, having to walk in the dark to get to the bathroom if you wake up in the middle of the night and have to pee, bugs, dirt, being sweaty, more bugs and even more dirt. I camped out – in a camper – once and I was miserable. I was sore from the uncomfortable bed, dirty the entire weekend and bored senseless. I’d rather just stay home…in the air conditioning.
Feb 172012
If you walked into my house and saw this sitting on my dining room table, what would you think it was?
Feb 142012
I hate Valentine’s Day. There I said it. Why you ask?
Because I don’t think my husband (or anyone) should have to buy me flowers, or anything for that matter, just because it’s Valentine’s Day and he feels like he has to.
My Husband, Chris, is a VERY thoughtful guy and he’s always bringing me flowers and/or little gifts. Those things mean so much more to me because he just does it, not because it’s February 14th and he’s forced to buy me something, but because he’s thinking of me and he wants to. It’s nice to know he is thinking about me because he wants to – not because he’s forced into it because of some silly made-up holiday.
Feb 132012
Saturday night, as some of you may know, ABC aired not one, but two Charlie Brown Valentine’s Day specials. I, personally, was super excited about it because I just love the Peanuts gang and I’m sure many other families were just as excited to watch the show with their kids as I was. The first special aired at 8 pm, which is already past my kids bedtime….way past as a matter of fact.
Feb 102012
Yesterday started out as a typical day for me. I woke up, got the kids off to school and went off to an appointment with my doctor that I’d scheduled on Monday. I am one of those people that never goes to the doctor until I get to the point that I absolutely have to. I’ve had a wicked headache since last Thursday – the worst I’d ever had – and nothing was touching it, so I gave in an made an appointment.
So, 9 am yesterday, at the appointment, the nurse took my blood pressure….twice. It was through the roof. The doctor came right in, took it another two times and told me that I had to go to the hospital right away because it needed to be treated immediately and that I would probably be admitted. Plus he wanted a CT scan of my head done because of the headache. I had my four year old with me, so obviously going to the hospital right away wasn’t an option.
Feb 092012
Yesterday, my four year old and I met up with a very good friend of mine and her twin boys for a play date. We met at a local McDonald’s that has a playground. We like going there because the boys can run off some energy and her & I can catch up. As we were pulling into the parking lot to meet them, my kiddo says “Hey! What is that ghost doing?”. Of course, I had no idea what the hell he was talking about until I looked over in the direction where he was pointing and good a good look at it.
This creepfest is what he was referring to:
The other day, I was driving to my parents house with my kiddos. We’ve driven the same route for years, but all of the sudden that day, my son noticed something that he hadn’t noticed before.
It was this storm drain thingie:
Jan 312012
Have you ever seen that show Storage Wars? Chris and I aren’t regular viewers of the show, but have been known to watch it on occasion if we happen to stumble upon it. The show is moderately entertaining, but last week when my husband, Chris, told me he’d found out that a storage unit place near our house was holding an auction – I knew we had to go check it out. I mean, how cool is that?
Jan 272012
I’m a relatively light sleeper. I have a hard time falling asleep if there is a lot of background noise, which is exactly why I sleep with a fan every night. The hum of my fan helps to block out a lot of the noises that would normally keep me awake. Noises like my husbands snoring, the tv being on or rain. Well, ok, that’s a lie – all of those things would totally keep me from ever falling asleep, but the fan does drown out the noise – a little. My problem is that I have super sensitive hearing and pick up on background noises that most other people don’t hear. And unfortunately for me, sometimes there are noises in which I have no control over and they’ve been known to drive me almost to the brink of insanity.
Jan 262012
I’m not the mushy, romantic type. It’s just not my thing. Don’t get me wrong, though, I do have my moments and rarely occasionally I like to be swept off my feet by my handsome husband, Chris (although I don’t have those moments very often). Sometimes he will say something to me like “you’re so beautiful” or “I can’t wait to grow old with you” and do you want to know my standard response? ”Barf.” It’s just the way I am and anyone that knows me in real life can verify it.
Jan 242012
When I woke up yesterday, everything seemed like a normal Monday. I woke up at 6 am and after I got myself ready, I helped the kids get through the morning routine before it was time for them to head off to school. At 8:15 am when it was time to take my second grader out to the bus stop (my front yard), I had decided to start my car so that it would be nice and warm for when I had to leave about 20 minutes later to bring my four year old to preschool.
Jan 202012
Honestly, sometimes it’s the minor annoyances in life that really just make me want to poke myself in the eye with a sharp object. This is one of those instances:
When the teaspoons are mixed in with the tablespoons in the silverware drawer.
Jan 192012
I’ve said for years that guys never really grow up and to be honest, I think that’s a pretty common belief among women. Am I right ladies?
Here’s my story (and I’m stickin’ to it):
I took my kids to Chuck E Cheese on Sunday. Was I crazy taking them there on a busy weekend day? Probably. In my defense, we didn’t really have much to do last weekend & the kids had been really good and were totally deserving of some fun. So off we went. The place was packed, but being that it was a Sunday, we expected it and managed to have a fun afternoon.
Jan 182012
Got your attention, huh? Here’s what happened:
Last Friday night, my boys were with their dad, so since Chris and I had a (much deserved) night off, we stayed up late catching up on the shows we had on the DVR. When it was time for bed, Chris went into the bathroom to brush his teeth first and then he went upstairs to the bedroom. A few minutes afterwards, I went in to brush my teeth and saw something that I need to question Chris about. It was something I’d seen before and frankly, I was just tired of letting it go. I brushed my teeth and went upstairs to confront him and the conversation went something like this:
Jan 172012
When you’re waiting for someone and you are told that the person you’re waiting for is running “a little bit late”, how long is a little bit late to you? To me, a little bit late is 10 to 15 minutes, but I don’t think everyones definition of “a little bit late” is quite the same.
Case in point:
Last week, I was pediatricians office with my two boys. My seven year old had a pretty nasty cough for about two months and we’ve been back & forth to the doctor numerous times to try and get him feeling better. The cough is now finally gone, but we had one last appointment with the doctor for a quick re-check.
Jan 162012
When I first moved out of my parents house at 22, I was clueless. I mean about everything. Sure I could cook and clean, but I really don’t think I was as prepared to conquer the world as I thought I was. My first apartment was such a dump, too. It was on the third floor of a triple decker - in very seedy neighborhood, but hey, I was on my own and I thought I was the bees flippin’ knees (still do).
So there I am in my kitchen one fine morning when I suddenly remembered that it was trash pick up day. They came to pick up first thing around those parts and I remember that I could hear the truck off in the distance, so I had to hurry. I scrambled to collect up all the trash in the apartment so that I could run it down the three flights of stairs to the curb.
Jan 112012
Remember yesterday how I told you about our adventure at 5-Wits Espionage, the role playing spy game? What I didn’t tell you was that no one else was there at the time Chris and I arrived, so we got to play the game by ourselves. If other people had shown up, they would have been part our group and played along with us, but since it was just the two of us, the tour guide asked us our names. My husband, Chris, immediately blurts out “Ken” and simultaneously say “Kelly”. So, there we were – Ken and Kelly.
Jan 102012
Have you ever wanted to dart through a laser security field, crack a safe, or defuse a bomb? 5-Wit’s Espionage is an interactive attraction at Patriot Place in Foxboro, and it was just like getting thrown into a life-sized video game. Chris and I went to check it out last weekend.
Our mission: Infiltrate the enemy, find the blueprints and figure out who the mole was.
Jan 092012
Saturday night, the handsome guy that I’m married to took me to the Outback for dinner. Honestly, he hates it there, but he knows that I really like it, so he takes me there every now and then – and that’s why I keep him around.
Anyway, since it was a Saturday night, the place was pretty busy. We did the call ahead seating, so we didn’t have to wait long, however some people weren’t as smart as we were and had to wait nearly an hour to get seated. Luckily for the suckers people who were waiting, we’ve been having some unseasonably warm weather here in Massachusetts and it was almost 60 degrees that night, so waiting outside was very tolerable. Despite the heat wave, there were quite a few people that chose to wait inside in the lobby and/or at the bar.
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