Monday, February 28, 2011

Do they get it?

My other half and I have been together long enough that we should know how the other works and functions pretty good.

At least you'd think so.

Sometimes I don't feel like that is the case.

I am a busy person I work 40 hours a week. I leave my house as soon as the kids get on the bus for school. I don't get off work until an hour after they have already been home from school. So I come home, relax for about an hour, if that, and then I have to start dinner. Between that I have to squeeze in laundry clean up, tend to the baby who as soon as i am in sight of her, can't bare to had me out o her sight for more than 5 seconds. And she wants to be held all the time. So all of this I have to figure out how to do while tending to diva baby.

So it was requested that I make some crab rangoon. Which is a pain in the ass an highly time-consuming. I like to save such tasks as this for when I am of work as I don't have the pressure of everything else. Plus I have the memory of a knat so I forget a lot of things. Plus I am lazy I will admit it. I am fruit to change that but it's a slow change.

So the other half has to nag me all the time to do certain things I say I will as I forget.

But, when I try to explain the time consuming job this is plus trying to deal with diva baby, I get a lecture about I need to stop blaming the baby and just do what I say I'm going to do. Seriously??

So working, comic home, cooking dinner, tending to children, plus doing other household chores, taking a shower at 10pm is not obvious?? While you sit home with the baby all day?? Don't get me wrong. I don't mind that he stays home, but don't lecture me when I forget to do something or I am just to exhausted to do it.

Do men understand a woman's role and all the stuff we feel is our duty to do??

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Whew doggie

I am one out of shape cookie!!

My daughters (Princess in the Middle) girl scout troop went skiing today. I obviously did not ski because I am highly uncoordinated and would have spent more time on my rear than I would have on my skis. Plus, I wanted to take pictures and I wouldn't have been able to do that and ski. Besides, the girls did enough falling for the both of us! :)

So I lugged on my heafty boots and walked and sheesh. My boots weigh A TON!! My legs get quiet the workout wearing those but multiply that by 3-4 trips around the loop for skiing.

My back is sore. And I'm ready for bed.

I need my teenage body back.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

New Hair

As part of reinventing myself and making myself feel better about myself (thats a lot of myself's) I told my boyfriend I wanted to get my hair done. Not just a cut but a full cut, dye, and highlights.

I did phase one and phase two today. I didn't cut much off because as much as my hair annoys me, I'm really really trying hard to grow it out. So I just had the dry ends cut off. And when I put my hair in a ponytail I gasped at how short my ponytail is. Musts been some dry ends LOL

I love the color of my hair. I had a dark mousy brown color that was just plain blah. Now it's a copper brown. Love It!!

Next I will be adding highlights.

And just when I was feeling so guilty about spending so much when I really can't afford it, I got a card in the mail from my dad with a check inside!! Now I don't have to feel bad!!

I will post a before and after soon.

Monday, February 21, 2011

So Here I Am...

Re-blogging somewhere else hoping to avoid the crazy people that feel the need to haunt me.

Reinventing myself as I brink on true adulthood. Theres something about your twenties where everyone still seems to think your 'just a kid' or 'still so young'. And most peeps in their twenties still act like a kid.

Well let me clue you in, I feel like neither! I feel old and worn down and beat out of shape!

So, as of today, my 29th Birthday, I am officially flirting with 30 and I an going to reinvent myself starting...

NOW!!

Ok wait, maybe tomorrow as I have birthday cake and ice cream to eat!! Yes I still get a cake as my children insist a birthday requires cake. And my sweet tooth is ok with that, my ass on the other hand is not.