Overwhelmed

The past two days haven’t been easy for me. NOT.AT.ALL. I seem to be in this horrible funk and all I wanna do is sit around and pout. Unfortunately, I can’t do that.  With Mark being gone, I have a full plate and then some.

I’m trying to take care of our kids, keep the house clean (HUGE FAIL!), pay the bills, take Zach to all 5 football practices each week, get things ready for school, post here, manage my website, build my photography business, worry about how we will make ends meet once Mark isn’t traveling and bringing in that extra income, do the laundry…all of this while I try to keep us fed, bathed, and spend a little time with the kids.

All of that is hard enough. But when your in a funk, it’s even harder.

There’s one thing I have gained from this whole out of town business and it’s UTMOST respect for Army Wives and people who go months without seeing their spouse. Two weeks at a time is miserable, I just can’t imagine going any longer.

Fortunately, it will all be over soon and Mark will be home in 48 hours…..but that still doesn’t make me feel any better.

I want him here now!

Hello Karma

Here I am up at 5 am, reading glasses on so I can see the computer screen, and I just found 3 new gray hairs. And the kicker, I’m watching THE WEATHER CHANNEL.

Hello Grandma Trista.

Guess that’s what I get for making fun of my husband for turning 30 yesterday. Karma’s a bitch!

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Oh, I kid about the Tequila.

Only because I don’t have any here with me at the hotel.

I’m not sure what is up with me lately (other than the PMSing), but I’m not someone you want to be around lately. Seriously, just ask my husband. He can vouch for my bitchiness.

It all started on Sunday when we got up and started packing for our trip. I just couldn’t get things together and for like the 10th day in a row, I was sick to my stomach. I’m not sure what is up with my body right now, but I have been nauseous and dealing with diarrhea forever. TMI, I know, but I can’t help it. Every single day after I eat, within like 10 minutes of eating, I have to go to the bathroom.

Once we got on the road, I took some phenegran and hoped to sleep most of the way. Yea, that didn’t happen. The kids wanted to fight the whole way there and we ran into some monsterous downpours. Needless to say, by the time we arrived at the hotel, I had already bit my husband’s head off at least 4 times. It wasn’t anything against him personally, it was just that he was trying to be funny and saying annoying crap and I let him have it.

Later that night I started getting sick again and even got lightheaded. By then, I had had it. I was ready to go to the doctor. Then I started thinking about what time of the month it was, how the doctor had said he thinks I have PMDD, so I got online to check it out.

I can say with 100% certainty that after looking back on my symptoms a few days before I start, I definitely suffer from PMDD. Now that by no means explains why I can’t eat without getting diarrhea, but I did look up side effects for Augmentin (which I’m taking for an infection) and it’s first side effect is diarrhea.

Who needs doctors when you have Google?

Anywho, if you notice that I’m not as chatty as usual on Twitter or Facebook, it’s because I’m trying to confine myself until the bitch that has taken up residence in me decides to take a hike.

PS-There has to be some sort of record here for how many times someone can say diarrhea in a blog post.

Back To Our Second Home

If you follow me on Twitter, you know that we are back in South Carolina, AGAIN!!!

After our week trip to the beach, we decided that we might as well come back here with Mark so that we are certain we get to spend a little more time with him before school starts back.

We are hoping that this job will be over soon and we will get to see him on a more regular basis, but nothing is certain.

Right now work is so slow in Birmingham that we never know where he will be sent next. It sucks, but it’s life and it’s a job. And while I’d love to have him home all the time, I love having a roof over my head, food to eat, and clothes to wear more. So for now, we are embracing our extended vacation and enjoying our time as a family.

If I’m being honest, I’m kinda counting down the days til school starts back so that we can settle back into some sort of regular routine. Because while I love my kids dearly, being with them EVERY.SINGLE.MOMENT for the past 2 months has wore my patience a little thin.

Mama needs a break!! ::::3 weeks and counting::::

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Is having an imagination outdated?

This past Saturday night, my husband and I took the little ones to see Toy Story 3. And as I mentioned before, we all loved it.

As we were leaving the theatre, I told my husband that I don’t ever see our kids playing like that.

You know, just them and their toys and a world full of imagination. Piling up the G.I. Joe’s and having a make believe war. Fixing up the table and having a tea party with all of your dolls and stuffed animals.

Are kids these days too plugged in to have imaginations?

Sure, we had Nintendos and Ataris and watched cartoons on Saturdays, but we also had imaginations. I remember playing with my cousins from daylight til dark everyday on the weekend. Of course, that was partly because our parents wouldn’t let us in the house unless it was to get a drink of water, eat, or go to the bathroom.

My point here is that I think kids these days are worried about being online, playing the XBOX, playing their Nintendo DS, and texting. They have been robbed of their imagination by all of today’s technology. And those who children do have a wild, vivid imagination are labeled as having ADD or ADHD and given medication. Having an imagination isn’t normal anymore.

My children tell me all the time that they are bored and that just baffles me. My generation didn’t have nearly as much stuff as they did and we were never bored. We played with our neighborhood friends, played hide and seek, and made mud pies. We lived for the weekends when we could play outside with our friends.

I personally think that we as parents should take a step back and ask ourselves, is this what we want for our children? To have them grow up never really having an imagination? How about instead of telling them to go play a video game, we tell them to go outside and play tag. How about unplugging our children from all the technology every now and then and plugging them into nature?

Would giving our children their imaginations back be such a bad thing?

Toy Story 3-A Must See!

If you get a chance to go see it, DO!

Not only did it live up to the hype, but for me, it was one of the best because it not only kept the kids entertained, but it kept Mark and I entertained as well.

My favorite part- When Mr. Potato head turns himself into a flour tortilla to help the rest of the crew escape from Sunnyside Daycare. TOO FUNNY!!!!

Adventures from the Extended Stay Hotel

Since I promised the kids yesterday that we would go to the pool as soon as we got up and got moving today, we put on our swimwear, sunblock, headed out around noon today.

WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING? Why did we go out there when the sun/heat is at it’s peak? Even with our SPF 60, we all got a little burned. My back is so red that I’m pretty certain we won’t be going til after the sun goes down tomorrow.

While we were out there today, two things happened.

  1. MOST IMPORTANT–After 30 minutes of coaxing Reagan out of her swimsuit so that I could teach her how to go underwater, she jumps off the steps, forgetting she doesn’t have her suit on. And instead of sinking, she swims. I started to grab her when I realized that she was swimming, so I just watched in amazement. She has never tried to swim without her floaty on, but proved once more how fearless she is and just jumped off the steps like she’d been swimming for years.
  2. I overheard a guy tell his daughter (who was jumping off the side of the pull and doing cannonballs) that she needed to lose weight because she made too big of a splash. Did I mention she was 7? Did I mention how I wanted to turn to him, tell him that it was guys like him that caused women to be so hard on themselves, and how I wanted to then slap him?

I mean come on dude. She’s your daughter and she’s 7. Not to mention, she wasn’t all that big. Sure, they could probably cut down on her candy intake (her sister had all sorts of teeth issues so I’m just jumping to conclusions here) but there is no need in telling your 7 year old daughter that she needs to lose weight.

UGH! Men! :)

PS-I just realized the 7 year old is the brown headed girl standing behind Reagan.

Mixed Feelings

As most of you know, my husband travels for work. In fact, right now, he lives in SC more than he does here. To say that I hate it, would be an understatement. It’s been going on since January of last year and I AM SO READY FOR IT TO BE OVER WITH!!!!

Sorry that I shouted at you, it’s just I want my husband back. Is that too much to ask?

Thankfully, it looks like I may be getting him back sooner than I thought. As it stands now, he may be home by the end of August and I can’t tell you how much that excites me. There’s just one problem.

Thanks to my overly concerned husband, he keeps reminding me that there’s no work here and if he comes home, he may get fired or laid off. I of course have told him that he’s crazy for thinking that. He’s the only person that REALLY works and everyone loves him. Not to mention the fact that he’s been told my numerous people that he is worth a lot more than he’s paid. But, as we all know, life isn’t fair and so I sometimes let myself think that he may be right. What if he does come home and gets fired? Would I rather him have to be gone or risk that chance?

Luckily, I know that he could find a job elsewhere without much trouble, and I trust the fact that we will be taken care of. There is a plan for our family and I can’t change that plan. So for now, I’m just going to be happy that I may get my husband back sooner rather than later.

That’s all I can do, right?

Boogie Monster

I have been invaded by the Boogie Monster.

He has taken over my sinuses, caused me to have a constant headache for 2 days now, and I am now 100% positive that my ears are going to explode at any moment.

If you have any advice as to how to make him leave, I’d greatly appreciate it!!!