Wednesday, December 14, 2011

This week's wine post...

So, remember how I promised to write better blog posts if you guys sent me some awesome signed music memorabilia shit??  Well...this is it so far.  I've decided to write one post a week AFTER (and only after) I've had what I consider, too much to drink.  I want to add that 'too much to drink' to me means more than two glasses of wine because I'm an amateur.  The reason I've decided to do this is because, believe it or not, I censor myself on here.  I know, right?  But I do.  This is the one blog post where I won't take anything back. ( yikes.)

Ok...a ridiculously large number of people find this blog by googling 'Dj Ashba's Mother'.  I'm NOT Dj Ashba's mother.  I would like to add that while it's certainly funny, he's TWO YEARS younger than I am.  TWO YEARS, people.  It's physically impossible for me to be his mother.  Plus, it's nasty because I love him in an unholy way.  So please stop.  I don't know who his mama is, but I'm guessing she has better things to do than be googled.

Frank thinks I'm trying to murder him by giving him food poisoning.  I, however, have eaten the same thing he has and I feel mostly fine.  Monska's hubby has just eaten the same thing we had for dinner, so let's all keep our fingers crossed that nobody dies and this blog post is never used as an 'exhibit' or 'evidence'.  If it is, can I please count on you to have my back?

I'm staying up late so I can clean my house before the awesome lady who helps me with my housework comes to clean up after me tomorrow.  Please file this under #problemsintheburbs or #stupidassproblems.

I did all of my Christmas shopping on Amazon which means that every day, when the UPS dude comes, I feel like I'm getting a present.  Plus, I actually ordered something for myself every time I ordered something for the kids so I really AM getting a present.  Yaaaay me and don't tell Frank.  Frank reads this religiously??  Oh, fuuuuck.

I broke my stupidly expensive headphones this evening while having a teeny tiny hissy fit.  This means I showed them  because now I don't have the only thing that keeps me sane (music) to keep me sane PLUS I have to buy new stupidly expensive headphones.  Fucking idiot. 

Ok.  That's it for now.  If I have anyting else to say, I promise I'll do it quickly, k??  In the meantime, stop googling Dj Ashba's mom!!

The Baby C's in Star Wars Heaven

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Thinking about the things we write on our children's hearts...

This morning as the biggest Baby C was getting ready for school, he started a conversation with me that left me a little unsettled.  He said "Mommy, you know that we should eat healthy food MOST of the time.  Like, maybe take one day a year to eat junk food."  I said "Yes, Colin. That's right.  We should try to choose healthy food most of the time, but I think once a year to eat junk food is a little extreme.  That's pretty much all we eat sometimes, though.  Maybe less would be better. What do you think?"  "Yeah- I think less would be better." Long pause.  "Mommy, if I ate less junk food do you think I would lose weight?" That hit me like a ton of bricks in the face.  He's 7.  What on earth have I said around him or allowed to be said around him that makes him think he's anything less than perfect just the way he is??  What's wrong with this picture, that a SEVEN year old child would be concerned with dieting???

Big Baby C is built like Frank.  He's bigger than the average 7 year old- taller, thicker but I love that about him.  He's within the guidelines of 'healthy'- he's not overweight by anyone's standards but his own.  His size came in handy on the football field this year, when he was known around our house as 'the Beast' (his request). Is that what did it?  I tease him about having my big behind, in a very loving way, and tell him when he gets older, the girls are going to love his tushie.  Is that what did it?  We do try to limit the soda and other crap our kids have access to, but are we applying the same rules evenly?  Are we as strict on our other two children? Is that what did it???  Somebody please tell me how we have failed this  
little guy so miserably that what he's worried about at 8:00 in the morning is losing weight?!?!

Big Baby C's heart is enormous- he is so sweet and sensitive.  We have to push him to stand up for himself with some of his friends.  I remember in Kindergarten when one of his friends called him fat-- he was crushed.  His teacher was amazing and tolerated me telling him to wipe a booger on the other kid. (that was the nicest thing I told him to do.  I won't repeat the rest) I saw him self consciously play outside around the other boys in the neighborhood this summer, shirtless, just like all the other boys. I think about all the times I told him to put a shirt on and wonder if somehow I sent the wrong message (I was worried about the sun- he rarely sat still long enough for me to reapply it periodically throughout the day.  I also encouraged him to wear a baseball cap and bug spray, but that doesn't seem to have scarred his soul.)

The good thing about parenting is that every so often, you have a chance to reexamine how you do things- not really a chance for a total 'do over', but a chance to adjust your course. 

This morning, I'm adjusting my course, friends.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Eternal Gray - Never Waits



An AMAZING band! Getting ready to write a blog post about them- they are fucking AMAZING!!!!!

Acey Slade And The Dark Party ~ Sugarcum



LOVING me some Acey Slade- got all my cool stuf this week- will post about it later