Gosh, a week already?!

It doesn’t feel like a week has gone by since I last posted. That really blows and I feel pretty shitty about it all. I’m gonna be gone for most of the day tomorrow as I have offered my services to some friends of mine that need their office organising. They need the help and I desperately need the money…so I am officially pimping myself out. Nick and I argued today about the stupid money subject and we both came to the same conclusion that we both hate money and anything that goes with it. I grew up with a stingy father and Nick’s mom was a single parent…so both of had to struggle in some way or another growing up.

I accidently bounced a cheque at the bank earlier and Nick got really pissed off about it all…so I am banned from WoW until I can pay him back the overdraft fee that the bank charged him. Then he started to get all irate about how we really can’t afford to play WoW anymore…and that got my hackles up so that’s what prompted me to call the friends of mine that need the help. If Nick can’t afford to pay it, then I will find the way of getting the money- it’s not that I’m addicted to the game, more like I’m addicted to my guild and the friends I’ve made through it. I can honestly take or leave the actual game…I’m quite happy playing Warcraft 3 offline but I am really in such a great guild that it’s really hard to just leave.

I think I pissed off the GM earlier and to be honest, I think I deserve a demotion for it…but Nick came home and laid down the new law, told me to get off this second. I was in a cave helping out on of the GM’s alts and I had to just leave him that second. He asked me if I could help him get out of the cave, but Nick was adamant that I sign off that second so I hearthed and shut down the game. I sent a text to the GM earlier and I really hope that he forgives me ’cause we’re friends outside of the game too- I’ve not heard anything from him and I noticed that he’s not been online this evening so I’m assuming that he’s making the most of his weekend with his girlfriend before she goes on vacation.

Hopefully, after work tomorrow I will have a paycheck in hand and I will be able to get the password again to get back on. I got to Level 70 this morning!!

In The Wrong Decade

Either I have feelings and issues related to a past life OR I really am that old fashioned. My friends don’t understand why I stay at home with Abby while Nick earns all the money. I was bought up in the 1980’s where there was a huge push to send mothers back to work after having a baby- not the old-fashioned ways of staying at home and raising the kids yourself. I on the other hand, LOVE LOVE LOVE being a stay-at-home Mom and I get to do lots of cool stuff with Abby while interacting with her and teaching her stuff. It feels a little weird when she goes to preschool because I’m so used to having her around the house with me, helping me with stuff. I’ll even go as far as saying I would love to home school Abby, BUT I am not a teacher and I really don’t have that much patience half the time. Teaching Sunday School this fall will be a huge test for me, I hope I can do it. 

But it’s not just being a stay at home Mom that makes me think I’m in the wrong decade. I love to cook, I love to clean and keep house (even if I don’t do a very good job of it half the time!). I love all the stuff that’s been outlawed over the years (like playground games and equipment) and I love spending time with my family-especially my husband. Sure, we fight a lot and we make each other see red- but I wouldn’t be myself if I wasn’t with him. We complete each other, and I know that sounds cheesy but it’s true. If we didn’t fight it wouldn’t be normal, and sometimes it’s good to fight because then it helps you to learn from your mistakes. 

These days, people don’t think anything wrong of divorce or not spending much time with your kids- but our family isn’t like that. We love each other and we drive each other crazy sometimes, but that’s what families are supposed to do

Go Pack Go!!

So after dinner tonight, I decided that I was going to see my neighbour who I had been neglecting a little recently. I decided that I would stop over for about fifteen minutes, just to stop by and say hi. Turns out that the Packers game was on and he had a few munchies going on. So I watched the first quarter of the game and then I realised that I had to stop back home to put Abby to bed. 

Nick was still on the couch when I got home, and he had the game on too. Abby was still in her room for throwing half of her dinner on the floor. So I went in there and she was playing with her toy giraffes, I scooped her up for a big hug and then we went to the bathroom so she could use the bathroom and we could brush her teeth (she really tries to do it herself, but I always have to finish it for her).

So after everything was said and done, I went back to my neighbour’s and there was a decent bunch of us by that point all sitting around the tv. The game was good, sure Favre aint playing anymore…but Rodgers showed a lot of promise and I have a lot of faith in the guy. I was never a Favre fan in the slightest, he always seemed slightly arrogant to me, I’m a pretty good judge of character. And this whole ‘Favregate’ thing just showed his true colours in my opinion. 

So go Rodgers!! And I hope the Madden curse bites you in your arrogant ass Favre!

Birthday Parties

So today was Colton’s birthday party. He’s a member of our family and he was 4 today. He’s obsessed with Thomas The Tank Engine and so the majority of his gifts were something to do with that. He even had his party in that theme. 

We got there late, because Nick was slow to get moving after he got out of bed. Then we ended up taking the long way round and it took us a little longer. So we got there about two hours into the party and we said hi to everyone. People were starting to leave at that point so we looked a little silly, but we were there to see the birthday boy and Abby was happy to see him too. Nick sat outside and smoked cigarettes with his cousin Jackie and I pretty much propped up the snack bar. They had spinach dip! I can’t leave a party without trying the spinach dip and boy was it good! So I ate the rest of it. 

The party itself was pretty uneventful and it’s pretty much all I’ve done today. I’m attempting to level on WoW at the moment and tomorrow I’m going sailing with my friends again

Empty Head

I’m sorry I’ve not wrote for a couple of days- my head’s been pretty empty and there’s not a lot going on over here. Well, maybe a couple of things.

Abby’s not very well at all and she’s been keeping me hopping. She has a cold, a sore throat and a cough. Luckily for her, she’s still as chipper as ever so at least she isn’t being all crabby. I need to find her some better cough/cold medicine though because I swear the Kids’ Tylenol that we’re currently giving her is almost a placebo. No cold medicine ever seems to work with her and we just let her sleep more and give her lots of fluids. Which is what I imagine they did before kids cold medicine was available. 

Me and Nick had a little time to ourselves last night. Our next door neighbour was willing to look after Abby for an hour so we snuck out to the local bar to discuss WoW tactics with our Guild Master, who happens to work down there. Yeah I know we’re weird, but what else are you supposed to do in the space of an hour? Can’t go out for dinner or see a movie. Can’t do much at all. It was nice though to spend a little time together before I went home to look after Abby for the night. So she got to bed a little late. 

Ugh. I just thought, it’s volleyball tonight and I don’t think I’m gonna go because well, 1. I suck at it…and 2. Abby’s sick and I don’t want her being around kids like Kai or Hailey or even worse Samuel, who’s only a few days old. Yep, think we’ll stay at home tonight.

Hulk Smash!!

Oh my gawd, I got so angry tonight. I was in the middle of doing a quest on WoW with a friend and all of a sudden the internet booted me offline and I couldn’t get back on for love nor money. When we’ve called up AT&T in the past, we’ve been told the same things so I tried those first and it kept telling me our login information was incorrect. The more I saw this message, the more the rage built up inside of me. So I tried to call AT&T’s Internet Tech Support. They used to be open 24hrs a day, but when I called at 11.30pm…they were closed. Say what?! That just made me even angrier. I really wanted to break something or rip something up…but I managed to stop myself. I called Nick at work and he helped me to calm down a little. In the end, I gave up…and now I’m watching a movie before I hit the hay…otherwise I know I won’t be able to sleep.

Smile!

So this morning we took Abby to the Picture People to get her photo taken. I like to get one done at least twice a year, and because she didn’t have one taken on her 3rd birthday this year we took her today instead. Abby behaved herself really well and she’s always been good at following directions when it comes to photography…so we got some really nice photos out of the shoot. I took along a couple of props with me, such as her favourite toy giraffe Jeffrey and one of her favourite books- The Cat In The Hat. Abby’s a big Dr Seuss fan And because of coupons and our Portrait Club membership, we didn’t have to pay for anything. So it was a good trip all round, which I like because it’s quite a trek to the Picture People in the first place. 

And then this evening, we marinated some chicken and the three of us sat out in the back garden grilling. While Nick was at the grocery store, me and Abby sat out with a ball and a bubbles set and played. I found this really cool bubble blower at the local dollar store and she loves it because it helps her to blow bubbles easier (Abby has problems with regular bubble wands). Then when Nick came back from the store, we all played a game of football (soccer) and we all had a lot of fun. I like it when the three of us can hang out, because Nick works so much. I’d honestly like it if we could do it more often.

TIMBER!!!

So yeah. Today has been an awesome day so far. I’m being sarcastic, yes I’m aware that it’s the lowest form of wit. 

I walk into Abby’s bedroom this morning around 8am only to find that one of her shelves has fallen off the wall and there are books all over the floor. Abby is sitting on the bed with a red mark on her nose and I automatically get worried about her nose (since we don’t have health insurance- so I start praying that it isn’t broken). Nick is of course sleeping, but I call him anyway and he checks her nose out and lucky for us, it’s just grazed and not broken in the slightest. Phew. But now we have this giant cloud o doom hanging over our heads which is called ‘The Broken Shelf’. Abby’s obviously gotten tall enough in the year and a half we’ve lived here that she can now stand on her tippytoes and reach the books. Or in this case, stand on her tippytoes, hold onto shelf and try to reach the book. By the scale of the damage to the actual shelf and the wall, it looks like she put too much weight on it and she pulled it off the wall.

The hole in the wall isn’t too serious but it’s bad enough to warrant a trip to Home Depot for some patching supplies. The shelf of course, can’t be reused but the brackets are in good shape so all we need to do is buy another shelf. Nick has stated that it’s not going back in her room though, so maybe we can use it somewhere else in the apartment. He’s going to buy her a cheapo bookcase, but it’s not going in her room either. We’ll probably leave it out in the hallway outside her room- if you leave her alone with books she thinks it’s great fun to tear them to pieces. I don’t know why and I’ve lost count of how many times we’ve scolded her for doing it..but it just seems to go in one ear and out the other. She’s like a minature teenager- hopefully preschool will straighten her out a little this autumn. Ahahah. I make it sound like I’m sending her to boot camp :p

Here’s some photos of the damage. First one is Abby’s nose:

The bent bracket with a chunk of shelf still attached:

The main damage to the wall:

One bracket up, one down:

The shelf, complete with hole and other bracket:

The amount of books we need to put somewhere else:

Peace, Quiet and a Handful of Sweeties

So today is an awesome day Abby has gone to Grandma’s for the whole day and so I’ve been sitting around on the computer for most of the day. It’s weird to be sitting here in the quiet with just my iTunes playing and nothing else. The cats are napping, and Nick is still asleep. No kids programs blaring away in the background. I don’t have to shout every second. No wondering if something is getting trashed. Don’t get me wrong, I love my daughter dearly, but it’s absolute bliss when she’s not here. Me and Nick may go out for lunch when he gets up, spending some time together is not something we get to do a lot of. I’m thinking of going for a walk in a little bit, it looks nice outside today. I’m gonna update my iPod and see where the day takes me. Having no schedule and doing what ever comes my way is so liberating, I’ve not done this in YEARS. 

Concerning the handful of sweeties, well I visited Woodman’s the other day for the first time. The place is like Sam’s Club but as a grocery store. They have two whole aisles dedicated to ‘International Foods’ (oh, how very vague) and the British section gets quarter of an aisle. I also found the German section and they had some of the sweets that I always bought when I went to Spain on holiday. I know that sounds weird, but there’s so many German tourists in Spain that you can get some German stuff. Same with British, you can buy all kinds of British stuff in Spain- it’s why so many British people move there. And the bag wasn’t big enough for me, and now it’s almost empty. They’re fruit-flavoured, with a hard shell but a lovely chewy center. Woodman’s is SO FAR. I need to find another source to feed my addiction. I know my parents are going to Minorca this autumn, so I’ll ask them to buy me a whole load of the stuff

Soothing Waves

I attempted to cook a frozen pizza tonight for dinner and I supposedly screwed it up. For thin crust pizza, I like the crust to be crispy and Nick doesn’t like it like that, so he called my pizza burnt. It was not burnt in the slightest, I just like my pizza to be properly cooked. He prefers his to be undercooked, and there’s nothing more I hate on this planet than undercooked, floppy or soggy food. It makes me want to barf. Seriously. 

So we started arguing about a stupid pizza and I was not in the mood to just stand there and rebuff his insulting comments about my cooking abilities. I know I can’t cook, retard- there’s no need to rub it in. But I’m not going to get any better if he doesn’t let me try. Everytime I screw up, he goes crazy and screams on about the waste of food. Whatever. So I picked up my purse, put on my flip flops and took my house keys off the hook. I needed to get away from him for about an hour so I walked. My walk this time took me down to the beach, and I just stood there like a stuffed chip staring at the waves on the lake. It was really calming to watch the lake, and after about fifteen minutes I walked across the beach and pushing the sand around with my toes. I felt very grounded and relaxed afterwards so I walked home as I felt like I could now deal with his crap.

Luckily for me, I didn’t have to as he was in a different frame of mind when I got home.