Beautiful Day!

Hello all!!  I apologize for not writing lately.  Today is such a beautiful day!!  I would guess that it's about 70 out.  This is why I love California.  One day its 45 and raining and two days later its 70 degrees out.  LOVE it! Anyway, me, the husband, and the kid went out for a run today.  That is one nice thing about having the husband work from home...he can take his lunch break with us.  We bought a jogging stroller last weekend so I suppose we should use it.  I have been running on the treadmill lately, but its actually been really nice to go outside and run.  And the kid has a great time too.  When I'm done, we stop at the little playground in our complex so she can play.  That is obviously her favorite part.  So far its been a good start to our four day weekend.  

This week has been rather exciting for me.  I put in my resignation at work on Tuesday.  Some of you may be saying what the heck???  But others will completely understand why.  Ever since I was young, I wanted to be a stay at home mom.  Again, some may think I'm nuts.  I think that its so very important for a parent to be home with his/her child.  This is what I have wanted to do for so long.  When my husband and I bought a home in south Orange County, we knew that the dream of me staying home with our kids probably wouldn't happen.  We live in California...it's so expensive.  Thankfully, we are good with our money...(this is soooooo important!!  SAVE, SAVE, SAVE...and avoid debt!)  The husband then received a promotion at work back in September and we knew that if all went well for the next couple of months, I could eventually stay home...and here we are!  Praise the Lord!!!  We have been blessed tremendously in so many ways...this is just one of them.  Sooooo my last day at work is March 15th.  Then I will start my new job as a full time stay at home mommy.  Yay!!  As excited as I am, I am a little sad at the same time.  I love where I work.  I have made some of the bestest (yes, bestest) friends.  I work with so many wonderful people whom I will miss greatly.  This is why I cannot be the "lazy mom" that I am...I will need to get off my butt and go visit!  YES!  I will come and interrupt your day and make you laugh.  Perhaps we will even go to lunch.  .............Man, I'm going to miss my friends.

Well, I guess that's all for now.  I just wanted to share my news.  I suppose I should do some laundry while the kid is asleep.  Am I crazy for feeling like I want to go for another run???  Maybe it's cuz I have to be bikini ready in 5 weeks....  I don't know what it is but it kind of scares me.  I am not a person who likes to run.  Or do anything physical for that matter.  I'll let you know if it keeps up.  It would be a positive change.  OK.  Bye for now.  Hopefully I won't take so long to write next time and hopefully it will be more interesting.  

Windizzle 

I Don't Like Titles

When I was a kid, my mom always worked at YMCA camps as the Director or the Baker during the summers.  So I spent a lot of time at these camps.  I remember one of my first times at camp... I must have been about 5-6 years old.  I remember using the restroom and as I sat on the toilet, I read the following that was scribbled on the bathroom door:

     Here I sit, broken hearted.  Trying to $h!t, but only farted.

Why I have remembered that for the past 30 years is beyond me.  Every now and then, it pops into my head for no particular reason.  Today was one of those days....

I had a bit of a super glue accident last night.  No, don't worry...I didn't glue my eyes shut or anything.  I was trying to fix a wine stopper that broke.  Anyway, the tube was plugged up so I kept having to stick a needle in it to unclog it.  While I was doing that, some got on my fingers and I damn near glued my fingers together.  Jeez...that's a really scary feeling.  For that split second my fingers totally stuck together.  Could you imagine?!  So I kept sticking the needle in, squeezing, needle, squeezing...then SPLAT!  A whole bunch of glue squirted out all over the counter and me.  I yelled, "Everyone STOP!  Give me a paper towel!"  It got on my fingers again but i was sure to keep them a part this time.  It got on the floor and all over my pants too.  BOO!  I can still feel the stuff on my fingers.  Any idea on how to get it out of my pants??  The lesson to be learned here...just stay away from Super Glue.  That stuff is dangerous.  

I was introduced to Pinterest yesterday.  My sister-in-law was so right.  That site is soooooooo addicting.  I have spent hours on it already.  Super cool though!  I have gotten tons of recipes and craft ideas.  Loving it.  If you are on there and want to follow me, I'm Windizzle8.  I had to use the 8 because Windizzle was taken.  I should find out who this other Windizzle is....  I was certain I was the only one.  

I guess that's about it for now.  I have been out of commission the last couple of days.  The kid has been sick and so have I.  I'm feeling better now, it's just the annoying cough when I'm trying to sleep.  All I have done since Monday is...farm (Farmville), Pinterest, play with Play-Doh, color, watch TV, and I vacuumed.  Vacuuming was a biggie.  The kid is napping now and I told her we could paint when she wakes up.  I would also like to get on the treadmill.  Hawaii is in 6 weeks. Gotta get ready for that bikini. WOO!  OK, back to Pinterest....... damn you Pinterest.

Take care!

Windizzle 

Lazy Monday and Siblings

Happy Lazy Monday everyone.  Hopefully you all had a nice weekend.  Friday my daughter started coming down with a cold so Saturday was a lazy day too.  Sunday she seemed better so off to the I.E. for Superbowl Sunday with the family.  Hanging out with my husbands family is always a good time.  We even won some money! Last night the kid started coughing which sucks.  She has asthma and every time she gets a cold, her asthma flares up.  She has been on a daily inhaler twice a day for the last month, so it's helping.  I did have to give her the Albuterol today though.  So that is why it's been a lazy Monday.  We had plans to go to Disneyland but I didn't want to take any chances with her asthma.  Now I am trying to figure out what to do about tomorrow.  I work tomorrow, but really would like to keep the kid in another day.  Especially since her coughing spells have gotten worse.  This is the sucky part about being a working mom.  Who watches your kid when they get sick??  In my opinion, it should be ME.  Or the husband, but he has to go out of town for the day.  She's my responsibility.  It blows to have to find someone to stay with her.  And with the asthma issues, I want to be the one to stay with her.  Asthma sucks.  I watched my brother struggle with it when he was a kid.  It was the scariest thing ever.  The nurses and doctors knew him by first name in the ER. That's not cool.  I prayed my child(ren) would never have to go through that and here we are.  We have had two times when it got a little scary.  Watching your child struggle to breathe is the worst thing ever.  Thankfully she has a great pediatrician and I have my brother to talk to about it.  The medicine to treat asthma is so much better than it was 20 years ago so I am thankful for that.  You just don't want to let your kid out of your sight when they get sick though.  She has slept in our bed the last two nights because I want to hear her breathe.  I am so scared she will have an attack in the night and I won't hear her.  UH.  Now I know why my dad was the way he was with my bro.  So protective.  Funny story....  So when I was about 14 my Uncle Kenny (RIP) took me and cousins skiing.  My brother really, really wanted to go but my dad had to work on this particular day so he didn't want him going.  My poor little brother.  He had his bagged all packed and was ready to go.  My dad said no over the phone and my bro flipped out.  I remember it like it was yesterday.  He was wearing his Bugle Boy pants and a long sleeve shirt and had his shaggy bowl haircut....He walked down the hall and threw his suitcase into his room.  Well, he must have been really pissed cuz the suitcase went flying through his room and right out the window.  Ha ha ha!!  I was so happy to have witnessed the whole thing.  I said, "Oh you are in trouble now....!"  Which totally enraged the poor kid.  But looking back on it now, I know why my dad didn't let him go.  I totally get it.  Even though we both didn't get it then, we do now since we both have kids who struggle with asthma.  Hopefully those two girls will understand it when we have to tell them no sometimes.  Hopefully we won't have any broken windows.  :)  So now I look at my bro and see that he does not struggle with asthma the way he did.  He is a firefighter and pretty much has no issues with it.  I have hope that my kid will grow out of it.  Hopefully she will grow out of it before it gets worse.  Only time will tell.  So thank God for modern day medicine to treat it now!! 

As I sit here, I laugh at the times my brother and I had.  That suitcase incident will always be a highlight in my life.  We had such good times as kids.  Like the one time we were at my mom's house and she was outside watering the yard....him and I got into a HUGE fight and almost killed each other.  It was great.  Let's see...I must have been about 12 years old.  Ha ha....I pushed him into the counter and held a knife to his throat (don't worry...I would have never hurt him).  Then I threw the knife and ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.  Then all was quiet.  I stood against the door listening for him....Nothing.  Just as I stepped away from the door, the knife appeared under the door slashing back and forth.  Holy crap!!  Had I not moved away, my bare feet would've been slashed up.  Then of course I started screaming for my life.  My mom had no idea what was going on.  I may have even cried.  Crazy @$$ brother.  Then there was the time we were fighting and he held my arms down to my sides cuz he thought I was going to hit him.  He wouldn't let go and I warned him....  I broke out of his grip and grazed his arm with the pen I was holding.  He told me I was a crazy b!tch.  I told him I warned him.  So much fun!  We really do love one another.  But the time that really stands out is the time the principal came to our house and dragged his @$$ to school.  Oh yes.  They did that back then.  I think he was in Kindergarten.  It was cool and cloudy day...I was home sick (by the grace of God) and he wouldn't get out of bed to go to school.  My mom called the Principal's office and explained the situation. A few minutes later a maroon Honda pulled up.  The Principal - a tall, bald, red-faced man - appeared with his secretary (or some other office lady).  I can't remember if they actually came in or not, but I do vividly remember his @$$ being carried down the driveway...kicking and screaming.  HA!!  They put him in the back seat and off they went.  God made me sick that day on purpose.  So I could see that.  I wonder if my brother remembers that day????  Like I said, I love that guy more than anything.  How could I not give my daughter a sibling??  We have tossed the idea back and forth.  Life is good.  She is a great kid.  She has her moments, but for the most part, she's awesome.  She sleeps too.  We didn't get up til 9am today.  What if I get some kid that wakes up at the crack of dawn every morning??  I suppose that may be a chance we will have to take for our daughter.  She needs a little bro or sis to make fun of, fight with, and have the best of times with.  I cannot imagine not having my brother.  I do have two sisters too...I shouldn't forget them.  We are just thirteen years apart so it was different.  Now I just get to deal with their young adult drama.  I love those girls more than anything as well, but they need to get it together.  They're trying.  I give them that. They just didn't have good guidance.  Hopefully the future holds positive things for them. They are beautiful young women who deserve to have everything.  Here are some pics of me and my siblings...

My sis at her baby shower.  I'm the one in green with the kid.

That's the brother...he's a funny guy.  And of course my other sis.  By the way, the two girls are twins.  Yep.  One has brown hair, brown eyes and one has blonde hair, blue eyes.  And the blonde is like 5'8" and the brunette is like 5'.  Crazy.

One more thing...this is for my brother if he's reading...don't think I forgot about the time that you super glued my new sandals to the dining room table.  I swore that I would get you back one day.  It will happen.  It's been over 20 years, but I have not forgotten.  Just you wait..... 

What are your thoughts on only having one child?  I would love to know.  I know a couple "only children" and they all wish they had a sibling.  Except my cousin's daughter...I think she enjoys being her mom's only one.  And she is an awesome young lady.  Anyway, share your thoughts.  Give me the pluses and minuses.  I'm not getting any younger.  Going to be 35 in two months from today........ Crap I'm getting old.  Take care everyone!!

Windizzle

Warning: This may offend you

First off, I would like to say happy Friday to everyone.  Second, I finally got to watch my Grey's Anatomy.  In peace.  OK...on with it.  I'm a tad peeved right now.  This may offend you or bother you...if it does, it may be because you do this.....  I hate when people b!tch and complain about such lame stuff.  Why on earth do people continually complain about the same stuff??  How can someone constantly complain about how bad his/her life is when in reality they have it pretty damn good!!  I know people that have every freakin right to moan and groan about situations in their life and they DON'T.  They wake up every morning with every single right to not want to get out of bed and face life, but they DO.  Then there are the people that complain and whine about the most ridiculous things.  How they can barely cope with life.  How their quality of life sucks.  If you have your health, your family, some money in the bank, a job, a home, clothes, food in your cupboards...then i don't want to hear about how bad your life sucks.  You could be facing such bigger issues.  There are people out there who have lost a child, lost a parent or spouse, lost a limb, lost their job, battling cancer (or any other disease), etc. and I DON'T HEAR THEM COMPLAIN!  And these people who have issues much bigger than anything i can think of, do not want to hear about these petty little problems.  Sure, sure they will smile and nod as they listen to you and make you feel like they genuinely care, but really they are hurting inside.  Stop talking about yourself and look at those around you.  Be thankful that you are not in some of their situations.  Ask those that you know are struggling or hurting, how they are rather than dump your problems on them.  Uhhhhhh!!!  Be thankful for what you have folks.  You never know when stuff can change.  If you are in a crappy situation that brings you down, GET OUT OF IT!  Why on earth do people continue to get themselves into the same problem over and over again?!  I don't feel sorry for you.  I have been there so I get it, but I changed it!! You can too!  OK....I feel better now.  Sorry.  Something I read really set me off.  Yes, we all complain about stuff from time to time.  Just be careful at how often you do it.  I am guilty of this too of course.  But I do not blab my measly little woes for all to see.  I just complain and whine to my husband...cuz that's what we as women/wives do.  :)  And their job is to listen.  Of course.  So here is to the people that have some pretty $h!tty stuff going on in their life...you are the strongest people I know.  God only gives us what we can handle and I firmly believe that.  Please continue to be strong and forgive those who continually complain or put themselves in bad situations and bring you into it.  And to those who will continue to cry about the small stuff, take a look at some of your friends...you could have it much worse.  This was a reality check for myself a few months ago.  For those that know me, I have a terrible fear of flying.  I know it's all in my head, but getting over it is easier said than done.  One step at a time.  Anyway, about the time I was getting ready to go on our family vacation to Hawaii, a friend was diagnosed with cancer.  Now I don't know about you, but that is something to be scared of.  So as I was freaking out about having to fly to Hawaii (poor me), she was having to go through chemo.  I realized how stupid (ya I said the S word) I was for being so ridiculously scared of flying when NOTHING WAS EVEN GOING WRONG!!  This person has a legitimate reason to be scared for her life...I don't.  Was I healed??  Did I have a stress-free flight??  Of course not.  But remembering that someone I know has a legit reason to be scared sure did help.  I will be flying in March again (please pray for my husband...he has to deal with me), I will continue to be reminded of her struggles and hopefully that will put me in check.  Sometimes we just need that reality check.  Hopefully this can be one for at least one person. 

Maybe I will have some funny story to tell later this evening...if not tomorrow is another day!! 

Windizzle

Man and the Remote

Why is it that I cannot ever watch what I want to watch?? If it's not Bubble Guppies or Yo Gabba Gabba, it's golf and the history channel (told you the husband was 28 going on 68). If the husband and I both like a show, then that's what we watch. If I like the show and he doesn't, I am told, "You have plenty of time to watch it tomorrow." Wtf?! When do I have an hour to sit down with no interruptions to watch Grey's Anatomy?? Uh. So here I sit watching the National Geographic channel...the history of the crystal skull. What the heck does that even mean?! I guess if I watched it I might learn something. I don't know. I just want to watch Grey's Anatomy. I am definitely third in this house when it comes to control of the tv remote. When is it my turn??!! Complain, complain, complain. Sorry. Anyone else have this problem at home? It's 10pm. I'm tired. Had to work...out of the house...today. Busy day. No real plans for tomorrow. Maybe Costco and Walmart. Maybe some laundry. We'll see. Hopefully the kid and I will be somewhat productive. If not we have all weekend to do so. Great...not to change the subject, but I have not only lost complete control of the tv, but I'm being squished off the couch. What the crap? I'm sitting. Husband lays down and slowly keeps moving up the couch. I barely have enough room to hold my phone and type. That's it. I'm going to bed. Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings. I'm sure it'll be full of fun. Good night everyone.

Preschool, Housekeepers, and the Word "Stupid"

So yesterday I mentioned my wine club.  Here is the link if anyone is interested: www.cawineclub.com.  It's actually priced pretty decent.  I get two bottles every other month (can be monthly) for $50.  I think it's worth it...if you like wine. 

Today I toured a preschool with a dear friend and her son.  Yes...my daughter may be starting preschool in the fall.  Where has the time gone??  Anyway, it reminded me soooo much of the preschool I worked at for eight years.  The building was old, the toys weren't the newest, and it was small.  I loved it!  It's a small Christian preschool in Dana Point and I just felt the love when I walked into the office.  I still would like to tour another school, but this may be the one.  One piece of advice for anyone who cares....just because the buildings are old, the toys are used, and the prices are lower doesn't mean it's not a quality school.  What's important (to me) is that my child is loved, properly cared for, and goes away with something each day that she's there.  Also important to me, is that she gets some Jesus while she's at school.  Our plan is to send her to public school for elementary, so having a loving, Christian environment now is important.  I love that she will have chapel twice a month, prayer before snack, and a bible verse to learn each month.  YAY for preschool!!  I just can't believe we are even looking at preschool.  Didn't I just have her??  Where did my sweet little baby go??  Now she's a big kid who wears panties and talks and says NO...amongst other things....

Speaking of "other things," she is really into the word STUPID right now.  Stupid, stupid, stupid.  We have tried getting angry, time out, ignoring her, being nice.... I even told her I was going to put hot sauce in her mouth if she said it again and she asked me if she could have the green one.  Good LORD!!!  While explaining to her that stupid wasn't nice to say and that it is a bad word, I asked her if she knew what a bad word was.  She said yes so I asked her to tell me a bad word.  Get ready for it.... She said F@!#.  YEP.  She went with the mother of all bad words.  Holy smokes.  I told her that F@!# was a very bad word and we should never, ever say it.  She said OK and I haven't heard it since.  Thank God.  We definitely need to watch what we say because she does repeat words.  So if anyone has any thoughts, advice, ideas on how to get her to stop saying stupid, it would be much appreciated.  She thinks its funny, we don't. 

OK, so this is the time when you may think I'm spoiled...and that's OK.  I handle some criticism.  I have housekeepers.  Yes.  Every other week four little Mexican ladies come and clean my house.  I started using these ladies about two months before I had the kid because the doc put me on modified bed rest.  Well, once you have someone else clean your house, it's hard to go back.  So they have been worked into the monthly budget.  Spoiled??  Absolutely.  I would rather go without cable then my cleaners.  It saves a tremendous amount of time.  Anyway, the reason why I am even speaking about them is because THEY DO SOME WEIRD STUFF when they clean.  See the picture below for example:

Look closely at the handle on the left.  WTF???!!  EVERY single time they come, the handles on the faucet are all screwed up.  Really??  Does that look correct to you?  Is this how they turn the water on at their home??  I don't get it.  They are just so rough on everything. 

Another example:

Hmmmm....so it's early in the morning, you are half asleep still....you open the shower door, turn on the water, and BAM!  I can't even get the shower head to stay this way if I tried.  How do they get it to stay that way...facing the door.  I think it got my husband in the face once (what I would give to see that).  Why would they leave the shower head facing the door??  I'm not complaining.  Really.  Sometimes the things they do just baffle me and I have yet to figure it all out. 

The kid is asleep and the husband is downstairs working...I suppose I should do something productive.  I did go grocery shopping this morning.  I think that's all I can handle for one day.  I do have to work tomorrow, so I suppose I should rest up for that.  :)  I did end up telling the husband about the blog.  He read it and actually laughed.  Maybe he won't think it's so lame after all.  Well, at least until I write about him and his obsession...which would be golf.  Then he will be like, "STUPID!" Wonder where the kid learns all her bad words.........?

Have a great day.

Windizzle