Play
I got some good responses on my last entry… thanks. I didn’t want to step on any toes, and it looks like I didn’t. Score. This is a pretty big feat considering that my husband, my "good friend", a handful of conservative friends and a handful of friends living the poly lifestyle all read the entry.
My kids have been sick for about three weeks. I really question whether they are getting any better or not, but the past couple of days they’ve had so much energy. So me and Husby took them to a local play place called Kids N Play. They had a blast. They both ran around like crazy and got into everything and made a big fat mess everywhere… that I don’t have to clean up! Score. Photos at the bottom.
Oh and I ate cheese fries. Whatever. I’d probably kill for good cheese fries and these were good. They always are when I get them from there. Now I am craving more. Ugh. Stupid cheese fries.
My period is missing. Like over a week late. I’ve been crampy for over a week and my boobs hurt, but nothing is happening. I wish it would happen… I feel so freaking bloated. My favorite bra doesn’t even fit right 🙁 Gary wants to get all freaky tonight and have me dress up like a school girl and I just feel like a fat whale. Oh well. I’ll try to pretty myself up and get into it. I have a feeling that won’t be too hard once he starts waving his nakedness around.The worst part is that I keep taking Tampax with me everywhere I go because I’m soooo sure I’m going to need them… and I never need them. I’m stressing about it. Gary says my stressing isn’t helping. Tomorrow I am going to call my Gyno. They really don’t give a crap if my period is late, but I want to set up to get testing started for Mirena. I can’t ever go through this stress/worry again. Besides, Mirena was part of my plans all along. I just think all of this has given me a violent shove from "considering it" to "definitely fucking getting it." I have no clue what I would do if I was pregnant right now. Whatever. Mirena. Five years of certain birth control.
Day 7 – Pet Peeves
I like this prompt better than the last few. It has some substance to it. But I’m going to limit myself to seven AND keep my husband out of it… because I am a cranky bitch on a high horse and all the minions of the world do something to piss me off all. the. time.
1. When people fuck up at the drive thru. Look bitch, I am paying more for this one meal than you make in an hour working in this joint. Have some respect and integrity. How would you like if I just wasted an hour of your life? Why… because I’m so inept I can’t read a screen that tells me line by line "add cheese, no onion, add pickle." I mean, it’s not rocket science.
2. When the day care sends my kids home. So I’m sitting in class trying to get out and do something for myself, trying to be a productive member of society when all of a sudden I have to take a phone call, gather my stuff and leave while everyone stares. What a loser! I get to the day care to find out they sent my kid home because of a runny nose. Wtf. Wipe it!! That’s what I’m paying you for! I’m going to sit at home for the next four hours wiping my kids nose for free… Why are you too good to wipe her nose for the hefty fee I am paying you?!
3. Race. It just pisses me off. I have steadily become color blind over the years. But I seem to be the only one! I’m still a "white girl." I have heard people refer to me as a "white girl." WTF does that even mean? And don’t get me started on this subject in a personal capacity cause I will probably rip your head off if in any way you even insinuate a mixed race relationship or child is unacceptable. Fuck that, that’s called "love" and "family" any way you flip it. I know I would become a lioness protecting her cubs no matter if they are black, white, asian, hispanic, handicapped, adopted, fostered, fucking purple for all I care.
4. When my friends don’t have money to go out. Specifically, when I say "hey, want to go to the mall?" and broke friend says "Nah, I don’t get paid until Friday. I don’t want to see something I want and can’t buy." What?? You don’t see me walking up in the mall buying everything I see and want! I wish I could do that! Sometimes I want to just go out and walk around, share a pretzel and have girl talk. And it’s not just the mall that this happens with… Movies, dinner, etc. How can you be 30 and so broke you can’t go out once in a while?
5. Asian people doing my nails. I swear it’s like having aliens perform a complex surgical procedure on you. Every time I step into a nail salon I feel like I’ve been abducted and beamed up onto a spacecraft. They flit around, hover at each others booth staring at your nails and talking Chinese. They never communicate WITH YOU… and when they do its almost unintelligible. And they always beat on my hands and tell me to relax. Well sorry but you are performing medieval torture on my nails and I’m trying not to punch you in the face. I can’t relax! This shit hurts!
6. Kids wearing shoes. When my kids are home, I want shoes off at the door. Not because my carpet can’t take a little dirt, but because shoes hurt. They aren’t good for your feet and if you accidentally step on my foot, the dog, the baby… Its going to hurt. When kids go to (an indoor) daycare or a play area, I prefer feet with socks. Kids run, climb, play. Shoes simply aren’t safe! When parents fail to remove their kids shoes at indoor play areas, I just have to grit my teeth.
7. When people honk at me to make a right hand turn on red. If I don’t think its safe, I’m not doing it. These are MY two kids in this car and they are more valuable to me than a few minutes of your time. It’s the number one way to guarantee you’re going to be sitting there until the light turns green while I text and send nude pictures on my iPhone while eating chicken nuggets and reading Open Diary. If you haven’t noticed, I’m not in a hurry. You may even be waiting 20-30 seconds after the light turns green. Actually, you might want to try just going around me.
PICTURES FROM KIDS N PLAY:
Camden in the area where you shoot everything with ping pong balls out of giant guns. Safety first!
Camden helping daddy round up the ammo. Look at my sexy man.
He’s about to shoot a bunch of four year olds.
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The only time Cage sat still long enough for me to snap a picture was when he was eating.
Camden wants to do everything… that kid is fearless.
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