Thursday, March 31, 2011
April Fools' Day Eve
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
100 Posts
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Work = Torture
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
#2 IS Good Enough... For Me!
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Tri Tomorrow!!
Friday, March 25, 2011
International Woman of Mystery
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Second Grade Play - Too Cute!
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Duhhhhh
Monday, March 21, 2011
Posted on Open Salon Today
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Spring Has Sprung!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Personal Best!
Friday, March 18, 2011
Sleepover!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Carbing Up
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Brain Farts While Writing
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Q1 almost over??
Monday, March 14, 2011
5th grade homework... WTF
Sunday, March 13, 2011
I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS PREGNANT!!!
... for about 20 days. See, that's about how long it took after conception for me to notice that "Aunt Gertrude" was not showing up for her usual monthly visit, so I decided to pee on a stick to confirm my suspicions. I had not been planning to get pregnant, but I was somehow able to put two and two together.
Have you ever seen that show called "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant"? The women featured on this series (not a documentary but an actual SERIES with numerous episodes) don't realize they have a child in their womb until the kid is COMING OUT. One mother gave birth in the restroom at an amusement park. Another was screaming bloody murder with "terrible abdominal pain" on the bow of her husband's boat while her husband peacefully slumbered inside the boat. She will have fun trying to get him to help out with the night feedings! More than one episode featured a "constipated" woman who finally managed to "pass a large bowel movement" on the toilet, only to find that she was stuck to the toilet seat by the umbilical cord of said "bowel movement." Some of the women on the show have never had children before, and others are veteran mothers. Having gone through two pregnancies myself, I can't get over the fact that someone can grow another human being in their uterus for nine months without noticing any symptoms at all. Below is a helpful list I have constructed for any of you readers who might need a refresher in this area, because I certainly don't want to see any of you featured on that program!
1) Pregnancy causes menstruation to cease. As you probably learned back in elementary school, your period is the result of your uterine lining being discharged if there is not a fertilized egg setting up shop in your womb. Apparently, some women still continue to bleed or spot during pregnancy. Also, some older women may believe that they are entering menopause. This makes sense in and of itself, but what about #2 below...
...2) Pregnancy makes you look like a bus. Apparently, some women "gain a few pounds" but do not really look very large. I, on the other hand, looked like Kate Gosselin despite the fact that I was only carrying one (1) fetus at a time. It's a good thing my ovaries don't release multiple eggs and the embryos didn't decide to divide, or my stomach might have actually exploded. Not that most women would look like me when pregnant (luckily for them), but I think the majority of women would not be able to ignore their large bellies for the duration of a pregnancy. And for those women who don't get huge - I hate you.
3) Pregnancy causes you to toss your cookies. Of course, that isn't true for everyone, but I think it's safe to say that most women at least get nauseated every once in a while. If you are barfing or feel like barfing on a daily basis, you best be heading to Target or Walgreen's for a pregnancy test.
4) The baby moves inside you! Most of the women on the show report not feeling any fetal movement. Luckily for them, they have apparently not experienced their unborn child playing Bladder Soccer. Maybe if the woman is not large in the stomach, the baby doesn't move much because there isn't any space. At any rate, if it feels like someone is kicking you in the bladder from inside your body, you may be pregnant!
5) Pregnancy causes many other fun symptoms. These include bizarre food cravings and aversions (I once threw up because a cheese commercial came on TV), fatigue, oversensitivity to tastes and/or smells (it seriously tasted like someone took a dump in my mouth for 9 months with both of my kids), back pain, etc. Some of these could potentially be caused by other circumstances, causing a woman not to realize that she is pregnant. But wouldn't she start looking like a bus at some point?
So there you have it. If you are currently experiencing any of the above situations and you haven't had a pregnancy test, for God's sake, get the heck off of my blog and run to Target or Walgreen's this instant! I don't want you giving birth in front of your computer.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Suburban Tightwad - Why I Refuse to Get a Cleaning Lady
1) It is my duty to accept and respect the DNA passed on by my Cheap Ancestors. From my grandmother who saved empty Stoneyfield Farm yogurt containers and Cut-Rite wax paper bags ca. 1960 to my father who wanted to know why I couldn't just record songs off the radio instead of me asking him to buy expensive cassette tapes, my lineage is rife with tightwad genes. Hiring someone to clean my house would be a bastardization of this important legacy, although my yogurt-container-saving grandmother actually did hire someone to help her with household tasks when she was taking care of her disabled husband. Unless somebody in the house is rendered an invalid, I can't see paying someone to help me with menial tasks I can do handle on my own.
2) If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. Yeah, I'm a cheap and stubborn beyotch. I bet I can clean my house just as well, or better, than those housekeeping ladies. It's just that I don't have time and I don't really care, so my house looks like shit. Oh well.
3) I don't want my kids thinking you can hire someone to do everything for you. Why would I want them to think you should pay someone when they already have two indentured servants (myself and my husband) to cater to their every need? Ha ha. But seriously - my kids need to learn to clean their own bathroom, use a vacuum, pick up after themselves, do laundry, etc. My 10 year old and 8 year old know how to clean toilets and sinks. My 10 year old vacuums and my 8 year old dusts. The 10 year old does the wash. Beat that!
4) Life is messy. Embrace the disaster. Sometimes I have to remind myself that this is a house and people live here. Therefore, messes will be made. That's just the way it is. Once I spent a weekend cleaning the house before one of my kids had a friend over, because the place was such a complete wreck that I thought the friend's mother would summon the Health Department to condemn the entire property. OK, I'm being sarcastic, but it was pretty bad. Hey, my husband was gone in Afghanistan, I was working full time and taking care of a 6 year old and a 3 year old. Of course the house was going to be a dump. I had no time or desire to clean and the kids were too little to really help out. At least I had a good excuse, and the Health Department never did show up. All's well that ends well!
5) Dirt is good for your immune system. That's my story and I'm sticking to it! My family rarely gets sick (I'm knocking on wood right now, ha ha). I would like to think the dusty environment has something to do with that fact.
6) I would like to have enough money to send our kids to college without going into debt and I want to retire at a decent age. Let's say a cleaning lady is $100 every two weeks. That's being conservative because our house is a pretty nice size. That's $2,400/year! Plus, aren't you supposed to tip them and give them Christmas presents and stuff? Sorry, but I'd rather save my money or go on vacation.
And that, dear friends, is why I have never had a cleaning lady. The floors in our house might not sparkle, but I don't mind. I think we're doing just fine. :)
