Sunday, May 31, 2009

Breathe exhale......

I needed a break last week......seriously. I don't know what it was......
whether it was a mix of being just absolutely frustrated at work.....

having both kids home with me during the day when I should be sleeping...

or if it was the impending arrival of my Aunt Flow........(you know which one).

I don't know what it was, but all I can say is that I am glad that last week is over and done with.

I was tired. That was certain. I ended up falling asleep around 5:30pm on Friday night and not waking up until 7:30am the next day. I needed it.

Work has seriously been placing sooooo much stress on me. But what can I say? I have a very stressful job.

Is it the work itself?.....kind of.

Is it the people?......well, that too.

I won't go into depth about my job description. What I will say is this...

I'm a very diligent worker. I always have been. There has never been a job that I haven't been able to do. My personal slogan for myself when I apply to jobs is this:


And I do.

I also have a strong work ethic and I believe in getting the job done right the first time. What I don't agree with is having one person handle the job of several different other people, while everyone just kicks back and relaxes. It's not fair, and quite's not right.

Times are tough. I know. I shouldn't complain about my job. I should be happy, right? Well last week wasn't the case and it has certainly earned it's place on my list as one of the worst weeks ever.

Glad it's over.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Wave parks? A thing of the past. How about something better?

I received an email from a good friend of mine telling me to check out a link for something AMAZING coming over to my neck of the woods. I checked out the site and I was floored!!

Forget about Waterworld, Big Surf and Sunsplash. Try a year round, indoor beach with 80,000 square feet of water fun that allows people to surf, kayak, snorkel, scuba, rock climb, wakeboard and raft??? Now I know what you are thinking. That's impossible right? Wrong! Check it out here.

It's coming out next year over by me and I am sooooo excited. We just may never have to go to CA again, plus Big A will be able to put that surfboard of his to good use. The company is also in the works to build the same exact thing over in Dubai, United Arab Emirates (UAE). The UAE is known for their forward thinking when it comes to city planning. If you aren't a frequent news reader of all the crazy shit they build over there, check these out:

The World Dubai
The Palms Dubai
The Burj Dubai
The Towers Dubai
The Opus Dubai
The Dancing Towers Dubai
The Dubai Pearl

For other Dubai projects, click here.

If I'm forgetting something from over there, I apologize. I try to keep myself up to date on their buildings and islands.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Memorial Day Weekend

I couldn't think of a very catchy title other than "Memorial Day Weekend" so that will just have to do for now. Hopefully I'll be able to sum it up nicely.

We probably spent, oh I would say, the first 2 days having a water balloon fight. It was fun and I found myself feeling like a kid ALL over again. Isn't that what kids can do to you sometimes? We had several balloons left over from last summer and we bought some more a week ago because we couldn't find the ones from last year. So here we were with hundreds of balloons in hand and several hose attachments for the balloons. I became the designated "water-balloon-filler-upper" since Little A couldn't tie them and Big A's hands were too big for tying.

Day one consisted of Big A and Little A battling it out. I was really impressed with how well Little A did.

Day two was the war between Little A and myself. Hate to say, but Little A won. He NAILED me right in the face. I have never had that happen to me before.

With all the balloon fighting, I'm sure you were wondering where the D man was. Well he actually was the ref getting the field ready for us.....

And after that, he cheered us on from the sidelines.


On Sunday, we went over to my parent's house for BBQ and swim. My aunts and uncle were there so it was really nice to have everyone all together. After everyone kind of left, we went outside because the weather was AWESOME. My dad was helping Aleksander fish their pool.

We had such a fun time. The food was great and it was nice to spend a relaxing weekend with my family.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

They just don't get it

I was a bit PO'd with someone the other day. I won't say who and I won't say where we were when they said it, because this person may read this blog. The dialogue between us went a little bit like this:

Unknown Person: A bunch of us are getting together tomorrow night for some drinks for Happy Hour. You should come out.

Me: I can't

Unknown Person: Why not?

Me: Well, I work. Besides what time are you getting together?

Unknown Person: Around Happy Hour, like 6:30pm or so.

Me: Ummm, yeah I can't. I have the kids all day until my husband gets home and then I leave for work around that time.

Unknown Person: Whatever. Who cares. You should come out anyway.

Me: (mentally thinking) Whatever? Did you not hear me??!!! I have kids you asshole and I work nights!! So NO....I don't have time for this stupid get-together anyways. Who cares? I CARE!!

It truly boggles my mind why people WITHOUT kids don't understand why it's difficult to go out at the drop of a hat. They just don't get it!!! Sometimes I give them the benefit of the doubt and think, hey, maybe they don't know I have kids or maybe they really don't know what I do all day. But sometimes I have want to be a bitch about it and say, "Hey, I'm busy with the it? YOUR schedule needs to work around mine, not the other way around."

I found this article that says exactly what I think people without kids should understand about people who have kids.

Click here to view it better:

Friday, May 22, 2009

Last day of preschool

It was Little A's last day of preschool yesterday and they made the entire day a "Water Day." He was sooo excited to play in the water and the weather was perfect for it. Plus, I brought D in to watch his older brother, and somehow he was able to form a nice crowd of 5 year olds around him.Although Little A was having a great time laughing, splashing around and making a "river" for the water to pass through, I was really sad.


Glad you asked.

It's because Little A is getting bigger. By bigger I mean.......ugh.........growing up.

It's upsetting because as much as I want him to grow and enjoy everything that life has in store for him in the future, a part of me also wants him to be a baby again.

To hold him in my arms.....

To have him make a mess in his highchair and throw his spoon at me.....

To have him run around the house like a maniac making crazy noises in the wee hours of the night.....

To have him sit in the "naughty spot" after he did something horrible.....

To watch him scoot around in his bike for the first time.....

Aw.....I miss those days what more can I say? My little guy will be a man before I know it.

Today starts a whole new chapter in his life.

Am I excited for him? Yes.

Am I a nervous mother who really just wants her baby again? Yes.

Am I ready for all of this? No, but I'm trying to be, and taking one moment at a time.

*insert deep breath here*

For now, I will humor you with what Little A has decided he wants to be when he's older.....

A Conductor at a train station
I can't wait.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Got my hair did!!

I got my hair chopped off again.


It was getting pretty long and I was literally running out of ways to style it. For the last month I was putting a barrette in my hair because I couldn't figure out what to do with it, plus it was growing out in the back quicker than it was in the front.

Mom, I know you were dying to see what it look like, so here goes......

Here are some pics of my new hair!

Front view
Somewhat of a side view
Somewhat of a top view
Back side

New Toy!

For the past few days I have been taking out old toys from the garage that were Little A's when he was younger. I found his walker and spent a good deal of time hosing it down and washing it so D could try it out. I put new batteries in it and I was completely stoked to find out that it was still working.


I placed D in it and he ABSOLUTELY loved it!! He's getting too heavy for that doorway jumper swing that I blogged about the other day, and I needed something else that could entertain him while also giving Big A and I a little break.

Little A was sooo excited when we brought it out and wanted to push his brother around in it. I let him do it....for a bit....but then that bit became quite a long time. Right now, he's not really letting D try to walk around with it on his own. Little A thinks it like some sort of a push cart that he can speed around the kitchen with......and forgetting that D is in there.

Pay attention to D's little feet as Little A pushes him.

Hopefully, he'll give D a chance to figure things out on his own without taking control of the whole walker.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Screaming like a maniac

The D man was up late the other night and had sooo much energy that I simply could not put him to bed. Normally he's in bed by 8 or 8:30ish, but for some strange reason he just wasn't ready for bed yet. So at 10:30 at night I let him jump around in his jumpy swing and this is what ensued:

Monday, May 18, 2009

Ever seen a blind man with a weed whacker?

Now you have.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

A tribute to the Notorious P.I.G.

Pig (yes that's our dog's name no typo there) was sitting by our hibiscus the other day, so Big A decided to take some pics of her.

On occasion we are asked where we got Pig. Here is the story (abridged version):

In late February 2003, Big A and I were moved in together and rented a beautiful 2-story home in Tempe. While we sat in our living room deciding what we needed, I noticed a dog running around in our front yard. She looked rather small. We went outside to find her and tried calling her over to us.

She wouldn't.

Big A ran inside to grab some sausage to give to her. She came over to us and we discovered that she didn't have a collar on and may have been on her own for quite some time as she was COMPLETELY filthy. We hosed her down and placed her in our backyard. We had to go visit some family that night.

When we arrived home, she was gone. No biggie. Perhaps she actually had a family and went back home, or maybe someone else saw her in our yard and took her, or maybe she just got scared and jumped over our wall. Whatever the case, she was gone.

When I awoke the next morning for work at 5am. I saw her in our driveway as I was backing out. I ran inside and told Big A that she came back, but I couldn't deal with her because I would be late for work. I left and Big A ran outside, but couldn't find her. He went around the block and still couldn't find her.

When he returned, our front door was open and she was sitting in our house on the couch.

She never left again. :)

Oh, and she got her name because she constantly snorted loudly like a pig. She still does this.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Wanna make someone think you're completely boring?

Tell them your dream from last night.

Not too long ago, I overheard a co-worker of mine telling another co-worker about her dream from the night before. It was about something funny or strange that happened to her, followed by a sequence of events that made absolutely no sense and would ONLY occur in a dream.

I just couldn't bare to listen to any of it. It's uninteresting and I found myself thinking about other things like,"Hmmm, I wonder what kind of a creamer I should put in my coffee," or "Damn, I forgot to put my black collared shirt in the wash last night with all the others darks".....

You get the picture.

Dreams are weird. I admit, I've had some pretty bizarre dreams in my time, but I don't share them with people. Not because I'm embarrassed or because the listener may not find my dream as funny as I did, but because the listener can't truly picture (or understand) your dream. Frankly, I just find them boring.

I don't care if they were frightening and you woke up in the middle of the night startled and in a sweat from it.....

I don't care if something was sooo upsetting to you that you woke up thinking and questioning whether or not it was real.....

I don't care if it was something so damn funny that you are hoping others with get a rise from it and laugh as hysterically as you did.....

Please take note, I do not ever want to hear what you dreamt about last night.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Almost graduating from his swim class

Little A is trying so diligently to master his swim techniques in his "Bronze Medal" class. After he graduates from this class, he'll be swimming across the pool on his own. He's getting very close.

Swim safety is so incredibly important to us, and we really want him to understand and feel comfortable in the swimming pool. He loves to horse around and swim all over the place, but we really need him to know what to do if an accident happens.

Next week he'll learn how to swim in his pajamas. Yeah, I know it sounds weird. I thought the same thing too, but the instructors want the kids to learn what it feels like when they fall in the pool with their clothes on. His instructor Elena explained that, "The kids are soooo comfortable swimming in their suits all the time that they need to figure out what to do when there is heavy clothing on and more resistence."

Such a smart idea!

I'll have to post pics next week of him swimming in his pajamas.
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