Thankful

I was thinking today what am I thankful for? I am thankful for my family. For my friends. I am thankful for someone to steal the leftover pizza. I am thankful for my pets. I am thankful to live the life that I live. I dont know what it is about me but I dont do new years resolutions. I really just want to be a better me. I am weeding out the bad and trying to make me better. At the end of the day you are responsible for your own actions and cant blame anyone but yourself if your life isnt what you want it to be. I have to say that the past couple of years have been very hard emotionally on me. I hope that this upcoming year brings lots of peace into my life. I am off to check on my feast. The naked turkey dance is coming up pretty soon. I am quite excited about the McGough family tradition.

One more day

Tomorrow is the last day. Will I survive? I hope so. I have one day left till my hubby comes home. Its been 8 months. That's a long freaking time. I am excited to see him, we haven't seen each other in a month and half. I am stressing about the house. Trying to make everything look its best. I am feeling overwhelmed right now dealing with Kyle. He is giving me more shit than I can handle. If we survive this school year and he passes I will probably fall down and die of shock. Its been one thing after another. Tonight at the last minute I was expected to make a excel spreadsheet and science project graphs, line and bar. God help us all when I am required to handle shit like that. I just want to scream sometimes. I want to run out in the middle of my suburban street and yell hello I am a 9 th grade drop out and I fucking give up! My neighbor teaches engineering at the local college maybe he will feel sorry for me and help him with his homework. I don't think its normal to have a headache every single night. Its pounding right now. On the bright side I am making some progress on my life changes. I went walking today with Gracie in her big stroller which is really heavy to push up hills. I have been doing good. I know stress cant kill you but I swear it cant be good for you to have this much of it in your life. Hopefully things will calm down when Mark gets back. If not I am going to have to figure something out because I don't know how much more stress I can take. I am hoping its just the build up of him being gone for so long and me being responsible for everything and 3 kids. Its a lot. I am trying not to bitch about it, but its really gotten to me. I so need a spa day, a vacation, a one way ticket to somewhere else. LOL Too bad I would never relax because I would be too busy worrying about what was going on at home or what the kids were doing.

Today

Today was one of those days where you question getting out of bed. I was sleeping so well, I totally didnt want to get out of bed to began with. Taylor and Ryan whined and cried for no reason all morning. As we are walking out the door Ryan started whining for toast. He had a entire hour to ask for toast and waits till we are going to be late and then asks. Then you feel like shit because your child wanted some toast and you didnt make it. He had already ate something else but I still feel bad. So I run erronds and junk like that. Then the older two come home. Oh yes let the games began. Kyle was giving me shit about doing his homework. He is failing school because he doesnt turn in work. So it was progress report day and he ends up arguging with me. Like really arguging. Like standing up in my face, yes we are the same size now and telling me no I wont go to my room and do homework and shit like that. Umm yeah. This is where I lose it. I cant take my children anymore. I am calling his friends mom to come get him and get him out of here for awhile. I needed some time to cool down. So I calm down deal with him, get him taken care of and off to bed. I come into my room to get on the comp and here comes Taylor. Ryan thankfully has passed out in my bed. He has a really good sense of self preservation and knows whats good for him. So anyway here is Taylor. I look and look again. She looks funny. Oh why yes thats it... She has no fucking eyebrows!! She for whatever reason decided to shave off her eyebrows. One is really thin and barely there and the other is thin and missing a big chunk in the middle. She has been shaving her legs for a month. I knew she would pull this shit. I told her and told her only your legs up to your knee. I was her age when I started shaving and she had really hairy legs. What do you do? So as I inspected further she is also hairless on her arms. Oh yeah this will go over great, my already dark haired, furry child will now be growing all kinds of hair back. Tell me again why I wake up in the mornings? Maybe I should have kept the razor on top of the fridge? LOL Old playgroup joke.

She did what?

So today I read that Katie Holmes ran the New York Marathon and then went out that night to a movie premiere. I mean come on now! Can you please give the couch potatoes a break? How the hell do you run for 5 hours and then dress up, put on heels, and a smile on your face and go out in public? I would die. There is no way. I could totally run to the end of my road but I doubt I would be able to make it back. I have never been a runner, hated it as a child. Its just not my bag baby. I am not hating on her. I think she is cute, her kid is cute, and really what woman who grew up in the 80's didn't at some point think they were going to marry Tom Cruise? I just think she needs to rethink the whole running the marathon and then going out that night looking like a million bucks. It makes the rest of us look bad. One of the blogs I read calls her a robot, I am beginning to wonder if he isn't on to something? In other breaking news my husband will be home in 3 days. This is good news, since he hasn't lived here in 8 months. Its going to be a little bit of a adjustment having him here again after so long. I am used to staying up as late as I want blogging, reading blogs, and play diner dash. So I am going to have to get my diner dash in earlier in the day I guess. I am sure things will be fine, its just going to take some getting used to. The only people in my bed have been Ryan and my snoring pug. Mark takes up a lot of room. He is sprawled all over the place. So I am really excited to have a husband again. Also since he reads my blog I wont bitch if I am ready for him to go back on the road. LOL Just kidding honey!

Oh the germs!

We have been sickly. Everyone in my house has had a cold or unfortunate anal leakage. Ryan and I both had fevers and really bad colds. It sucks. I feel like there is water in my ears all the time. That said I have not had my head in water in a long time. So we survived another Halloween barely. As our tradition Ryan was sick for Halloween. He managed to make it down the street before sitting down to rest and asked to go home. He was running a fever but as long as he felt like walking we were going. I hate to see him sick every year. He gets so excited to get his costume and then BAM! The sickness. There is always next year. Fingers crossed, knocking on wood, praying to the well child goddess! Yesterday was just a normal day here in sick land. We stayed at home, didnt get dressed and went through 5 boxes of tissues. Its horrible how many trees we kill around here. While we were making dinner Taylor got in trouble so I send her friend home. Well she comes running back up to the door saying there is ambulances and firetrucks outside. I was like hmm I was only grilling steaks, you should see the flames when we make hamburgers. So of course being the nosy asses that we are we mosey on out to see whats up. Really we all ran outside like it was a tornado and we were going to be on the news telling what we saw. Coming soon to a trailer park near you! So anyway down the road we see the ambulance and the fire truck. It was at the house of a girl who was in Kyles class last year. Now granted there is no love lost between this child and my children, I felt really bad for whatever was going on. So as the kids are out side debating on what happened to who, out comes the stretcher with the little girl on it, her Mom running out behind them. I cant began to describe how I felt. Use your imagination. You see stuff every day, car wrecks whatever. But when you see something bad happen to a child the same age as yours it really upsets you. You always thing it wont happen to me. Well it does sometimes, and that scares the shit out of me. I considered going over and asking if everything was ok, but really its just being nosey. They would know that I only wanted to see what was going on, and that is just rude. Ruder than I will be.