Just Venting

I've said before that blogging is an excellent way to vent. Now I need to take my own advice.

I will apologize now for anyone suffering either of these two issues because I would never wish them upon anyone. However, THERE ARE CURES AND THEY CAN BE MANAGED!!!

As you know, my mother made me go to school even when I was completely sick. There was never any sympathy. Suck it up and move forward. I take that approach with everything in my life. You have to! Otherwise you wallow in self pity. My ex suffers from depression and also has diverticulitis. Both of which have gotten the better, or in his case, the worst of him this past month. The intestinal thing almost killed him and if the depression isn't addressed soon surely it will hinder his post surgical recovery. What's so completely frustrating and nauseating to me is that I have asked him for years to take care of both. Both he refused to address. In my book, that's completely selfish and irresponsible when you have 5 children.

If you need help, get it! Don't ever be afraid or embarassed to ask for it! When you choose not to, you not only hurt yourself, but EVERYONE who know's and loves you.

Swear Words

Ugh, we all slip every now and then and say "bad" words. Only to turn around and tell our children to "NEVER say that" . And then comes the day, or days in my case, when it comes back to haunt you.

I'll admit, I can have a mouth that makes a trucker look like a saint. Mostly when I'm upset or when I'm with my friends. I try very hard not to say them around my kids. Occasionally it does happen, I won't deny it. I'm also a HUGE Kid Rock fan...we all know that he ONLY says those words in his songs, never to his mother or anyone else...Right??? That's what I tell my kids anyway!

Well, my kids heard some words on the bus (urgh the bus!) and naturally came home to ask me about every swear word under the sun. After our LENGTHY conversation I said "If I ever find out you said ANY of these words outside of this car, your mother's fury will rain down like no other." Damned if some idiot driver didn't cut me off and I shout "A@#hole"...Ah well, I tried.

Everybody Needs A Day...

After today, I've decided everybody needs a day to eat, drink and laugh with a friend. The therapy it provides is priceless.

I already knew Papa Joe's market in Rochester cooked amazing food. I also knew you could drink wine and grocery shop there. Combine both of those, throw in a great friend and the only thing missing is a taxi ride home! Honestly, how does it get any better?! It's genius really! Everyone knows the more alcohol people drink, the more they spend. And it's true! 3 glasses of wine, a yummy sandwich (plus other yummy goodies!) and I'm walking out the door with $90 worth of wine! What's scary about that??? I'm a beer drinker!!! Hats off to Papa Joe's!!!

Don't Call Us, We'll Call You!

What is it about girls that they have to call home sick from school? UGH!! I get the phone call, feel bad, and go pick them up. Until now!!!

I'm not falling for the tears, tummy aches, you name it EVER again. Because here's how this works. They call, feed me some boo hoo line, and rather than get another Mother of the Year award, I pick them up, bring them home, and watch them morph from "I can't function" to "woo hoo I'm home let's play!" Done! I tell you, ALL DONE! I told all three of them "don't ever call me again. I don't care if you're bleeding, broken, barfing or passed out cold. Don't do it". It's just ridiculous! My boys would sit through a hurricane before they called me. I just cringe every time I see the schools number pop up on my phone. Well, not any more!!! I am Super Mom, hear me roar...yeh right. I'll be there in five minutes honey! Mommy loves you...UGH!!!

Enough Already...

Honestly, is life really that bad?? At what point do people finally say "I've had enough of being miserable and I'm going to find something that makes me happy!" We all have our breaking point or ah-ha moments, don't we???

Ugh, not my ex-husband. Life is all doom and gloom. I hate to use the word always since I'd like to believe the kids or myself made him happy at least once. But he is always the first to complain about something, yet do absolutely nothing to change his circumstances. Reactive to everything and never able to move forward. Makes me crazy. Thank goodness I wised up and had my ah-ha moment! Life is to short to let others bring you down. Find what makes you happy and enjoy the rewarding adventure life offers us everyday!

Boys

I've decided that boys will never cease to amaze me. I thought the blue line question would put me over the edge. Clearly I was mistaken.

While eating dinner tonight, my girls had already left the table (thank god!), my boys decided to have an argument about whether or not they had balls between their legs. Are you kidding me??? I almost choked! After I stopped laughing, I had to explain the difference between balls and testicles. To which my six year old says "I think I felt three of them down there once." No child you don't have three, only two. Honestly, how much worse is this going to get? I don't have a penis, but I have now become the expert on them thanks to my sons! Why do we have to have sooooo many body parts? God help me when my girls start in!

Spring Cleaning

PHEW!!!! I have finally caught up on my house so that I can sit down and catch up on my personal life! Ugh! What a process. I'm here to tell you nothing and no one was safe in my cleaning endeavor.

It started with being frustrated with the mess in my kids closets and snowballed from there. I cleaned out all closets, all toy boxes, kitchen cupboards, ceiling fans, walls, windows, painted, repaired, replaced bathroom mirrors and lighting fixtures, and unloaded an ex-husband who clearly thought we would continue to live together for the rest of our lives. When I say I cleaned house, I meant I cleaned house. It's such a good feeling to have your house the way you want it and shinny clean to boot...and yes that pun was intended!