It was cute

Saturday night during dinner The Girl comes up to me and starts telling me about what she wants for her birthday. Her birthday is in October. In case you're living under a rock, it's March.  A little premature for starting the birthday gift shopping. Don't get me wrong I appreciate the heads up, but I'm sure it will change no less than a thousand times between now and October.

Any way, the conversation went something like this:

"Mom, for my birthday I want the blah, blah, blah something electronic journal."
(I was listening, she just talks so darn quiet)

"Your birthday is in October."

"I know"

"It's March"

"I know, but that's what I want"

"Okay, well thanks for the tip"

I looked up and saw Jason smiling at us. He heard the whole thing.  We smiled at each other and it struck me later as the type of thing that parents do all the time. The kids are cute, they smile at each other like "how cute was that?" It amazes me how much a part of our lives he's become and how much the kids are getting attached to him and him to them. The summer is going to suck while he's gone. I haven't even told the kids that he'll probably be gone for six months. The Boy is going to have a cow.

Wow, I ended up going a totally different direction with this than what I started with. Oh well. I'm going to publish it any way. Have a great week everybody.

I hate the surround sound

Dh traded something and got himself a surround sound set up. What does this mean? It means that everything now must be watched at window rattling volume. Our entire living room had to be rearranged and speakers had to be stuck to the walls. I've had a headache since he installed it and I'm pretty sure it's because all the fillings in my mouth have been vibrating for four days straight. Now he's talking about building all sorts of racks for the equipment. How exciting.

I should not be allowed near Target. That is dangerous. I can go to Costco and spend less than $100 no problem. I can't go to Target without spending at least $50, if not more. That's a problem because I get things we actually NEED at Costco. At Target I get all the goodies we don't need. But I want them, and their on sale! So buy them I must. They call to me, I swear they do.

Dh just told me that his dad is talking about coming to visit for Thanksgiving. I think I need to visit my parents for Thanksgiving. My sil and her two kids, plus my in-laws. That is a recipe for disaster my friends that no one should prepare. That's like put me in the psych ward kinda good.

Mikel asked me this morning if his girlfriend could move in with us. I barely managed to restrain myself from shrieking, "oh helllllllllllllll no!" I replied with a much more sedate, "you're way to young to even be thinking about that sort of think. When you're older and you have your own place, then you can do that". I think I did ok, considering he's six.

Someone Please Shoot Me

I've been trying for the past hour and a half to post an entry about Katie's birthday. But there's been an attack by a screaming baby and Flickr hates me. I'm now emotionally drained. I need a cheeseburger and a chocolate shake STAT.

My sil and niece and nephew have moved in and have been living with us for almost two weeks. I don't know how much longer I can hold on. It's not that I don't like her, but I feel like my home has been invaded. My poor son had to give up his room and our lives are being turned upside down. Not only that, but her fiance is here every single night for dinner. She is helping a lot with food and cleaning. But I feel like my house is just a total disaster area. Here I was finally getting things in order and under control and now my kitchen looks like a bomb went off in there.

My niece is really acting up. I'm sure it's due to all of the moving around and new environment, but I can't just sit here and let her set a bad example for my kids. Already Mikel has picked up the smartmouth. She keeps the kids awake for at least half an hour after bed time with her antics. It's already hard to get them to go to bed as it is. Really, I've never wanted to spank a child so bad in my whole life. My sil is just letting her get away with stuff or is letting my niece wear her down until she gives in. I don't want to overstep my boundaries, but at what point do I say something to keep it from affecting my kids?

Gah! I thought last month was bad. Perhaps I need to double my medication.