This just happened and so enabled me to start this week's.
DH is now on Dubs' Most Wanted list, and not in a good way. Our living room is DS' main play area, I work hard to keep it pretty baby proofed so that if I have to quickly grab something in another room or make his meals I know he's cool in there. He was playing quietly and intently so I grabbed the opportunity for a solo tinkle. I came back and there's my boy, casually holding a beer. His father must have no finished it last night and put it down somewhere not visible to me. In the 25 seconds I was peeing, Jax's "Things I'm not suppose to have" radar must have picked it up. I know he didn't drink any, because his shirt was still all dry and he definitely would not be able to drink it without a mess. He also didn't smell like it. So there's mine. At 7:00 I was smelling my toddler to see if he had been drinking.
My DS wanted to learn how to make scrambled eggs. So taught him last week. He is now cooking me eggs and toast while I drink coffee. Seriously y'all he loves to cook, he found a recipe for. Banana nut bead the wants to make tomorrow, um ok
and as a disclaimer I am sitting on a stool on the kitchen, i not leaving him totally unsupervised.
DD got up before 7am and I am so annoyed by this, I am counting down the hours until I can make her take a nap. As unreasonable as that sounds, she didn't go to bed until after 9 last night and she was a complete grouch yesterday!
That AND she woke E up early. He took a late nap and didn't go down until 10 so at 8:30, he's already a crank.
This just happened and so enabled me to start this week's.
DH is now on Dubs' Most Wanted list, and not in a good way. Our living room is DS' main play area, I work hard to keep it pretty baby proofed so that if I have to quickly grab something in another room or make his meals I know he's cool in there. He was playing quietly and intently so I grabbed the opportunity for a solo tinkle. I came back and there's my boy, casually holding a beer. His father must have no finished it last night and put it down somewhere not visible to me. In the 25 seconds I was peeing, Jax's "Things I'm not suppose to have" radar must have picked it up. I know he didn't drink any, because his shirt was still all dry and he definitely would not be able to drink it without a mess. He also didn't smell like it. So there's mine. At 7:00 I was smelling my toddler to see if he had been drinking.
Hey, I've actually let DD have sips of beer. It's literally been two sips ever (once she had a sip of FIL's Yeungling, and once she had a sip of my summer shandy), so it's not like she needs to join AA or anything. ;-) But I figure I was allowed to have small sips here and there since I was even younger than her, and I have a very balanced relationship with alcohol - I like it, but don't even need all the fingers on one hand to count the number of times I've had a hangover from drinking too much, so clearly my parents did something right by modeling responsible alcohol consumption and not making it into forbidden fruit.
I will probably let her have a small (we're talking an ounce or so) glass of wine with holiday dinners starting when she's maybe 7 or so (that's about when I was allowed), and a glass of wine or a beer at home when she's in high school with the same provision my parents gave me: No leaving the house for any reason for the rest of the night. I actually didn't take them up on that offer terribly often, it was still mostly holiday dinners or other family gatherings, but I also didn't go sneaking around behind their backs to get drunk. Fortunately, NJ's laws actually do allow parents/guardians of minors to serve them alcohol in a private location (i.e. at home), so this is actually not wildly rebellious of me. ;-)
I am buying a new house because I'm too lazy to switch furniture around in my current house to move our bedroom to be on the same floor as DS's room.
Sure, other reasons too, but primarily because I'm too lazy. I'm going to be so pissed at my own laziness when my new mortgage bill comes.
Isn't moving everything in your house more work than moving around furniture I hate moving, we are putting our house on the market in spring and I already stress about it daily!
DH has said that we are either going to die in our current house or wait to move until we can afford to buy all new stuff for a new house, that's how much he hated moving. And our move into our current house wasn't even that bad! It was a <1-mile move from our apartment to the house and we had almost a month overlap between closing and the end of our lease, so we could even do a lot of it gradually. :-P
@PeanutR1 - That is such a cute swimsuit! Where did you get it? (Not that I can wear it right now...)
@ByeByeBooze - You are living my dream life right now. I just got to the end-ish of Harry Potter and I keep having to leave it. And I was completely thinking of doing a West Wing marathon soon.
@Sagen - I have this exact same complex. I didn't dare go to the gym without at least foundation on. My VT's husband came by one day to ask if I would babysit their kids the next evening, and I was a hot mess. Mascara smeared everywhere...and I didn't even know until later. I apologized for a week.
My FFFC is we had our first marriage counseling session last night. It went okay, just the getting-to-know-you stuff mostly. But DH started going off on some things and the counselor totally called him on his crap (in her very nice, non-judgemental way). I didn't talk a whole lot so I'm sure mine is coming, but it was really gratifying to know that he's going to need to take a good hard look at some things about himself that I've been trying to get him to look at for years, and that he can't just shove every problem off on me.
Oh! I have another I totally forgot about for weeks!
So after my 4-week-old niece's baby blessing, with all the people all over her just off planes and being dragged all around the greater Dallas/Fort Worth area for over a week with said people, my sister called my mom in a panic two days after everyone left because her baby had a 102 degree temperature. Yeah...no s*** Sherlock. This after my DS found one of my niece's pacifiers and immediately stuck it in his mouth (into which plenty of non-sterile things go these days), and my sister just rinsed it off quickly and admitted that had I not been there, she probably would have just stuck it back in her DD's mouth. Disgusting. Am I happy the baby was sick? No way; I felt so bad for her I wanted to fly out there and bring her home. Did I do a big ol' "I told you so" when my mom told me? You know it. (I didn't do it to my sister...just my mom.)
And what did they do about it? Well, sister's doc was out of town, so my younger sister asked the pharmacist she works for how much Tylenol to give the baby, except he gave her a different dosage than was marked on the Tylenol my sister had, so she and my mom guessed. Guessed. If the baby's fever started to climb, my sister just gave her more Tylenol (at my mom's urging) with no attention paid to the length of time in between.
Hells yeah I'm being judgemental. This to me is nuts.
Im secretly hoping it pours rain and our plans get cancelled The dreaded 40 min car nap happened. Now I'm trying to get DD back down. I do not want to take haul a picnic basket, backpack, overtired toddle and over excited DS...ALONE to an outdoor movie tonight.
I work in an office where there is 1 girls bathroom 1 mens bathroom....I have to pee SO bad but there is a girl in our office that is a CONSTANT dumper. Every time I want to get in there the door is half closed with the fan running and the hallway to there is fragrant in NOT a good way. WTF I am seriously contemplating on going in the mens. I mean she dumps like that at least 3 times a day...there are only 3 girls on our office.....it sucks. And for those who might say well it could be IBS....if you saw what she put down on a daily basis...anyone with IBS wouldn't not eat that.
Not trying to be mean but I am angry that I am holding in my pee.
I am supposed to be packing to leave for RI for the weekend and have the car all ready when DH gets home. I texted him a few minutes ago saying that E wouldn't go down for a nap so I could finish, but he did fall asleep. I am contemplating sitting on my butt until he pulls in the driveway and tell him that E just fell asleep. I am so not motivated for packing today. Oh well.
Lmao @MonicaMerkel I had that same exact situation at my old work, except only one bathroom. On more than one occasion I walked across the street and used the ritzy hotel's lobby bathroom. Fuck that shit. I'm weird tho cause I can't even use the bathroom right after someone else. I wait at least 20 min even if they just peed.
OH MY GOD I AM THE SAME WAY. I don't want to feel anyone's toilet seat warmth.
Re: FFFC
and as a disclaimer I am sitting on a stool on the kitchen, i not leaving him totally unsupervised.
That AND she woke E up early. He took a late nap and didn't go down until 10 so at 8:30, he's already a crank.
Hey, I've actually let DD have sips of beer. It's literally been two sips ever (once she had a sip of FIL's Yeungling, and once she had a sip of my summer shandy), so it's not like she needs to join AA or anything. ;-) But I figure I was allowed to have small sips here and there since I was even younger than her, and I have a very balanced relationship with alcohol - I like it, but don't even need all the fingers on one hand to count the number of times I've had a hangover from drinking too much, so clearly my parents did something right by modeling responsible alcohol consumption and not making it into forbidden fruit.
I will probably let her have a small (we're talking an ounce or so) glass of wine with holiday dinners starting when she's maybe 7 or so (that's about when I was allowed), and a glass of wine or a beer at home when she's in high school with the same provision my parents gave me: No leaving the house for any reason for the rest of the night. I actually didn't take them up on that offer terribly often, it was still mostly holiday dinners or other family gatherings, but I also didn't go sneaking around behind their backs to get drunk. Fortunately, NJ's laws actually do allow parents/guardians of minors to serve them alcohol in a private location (i.e. at home), so this is actually not wildly rebellious of me. ;-)
DH has said that we are either going to die in our current house or wait to move until we can afford to buy all new stuff for a new house, that's how much he hated moving. And our move into our current house wasn't even that bad! It was a <1-mile move from our apartment to the house and we had almost a month overlap between closing and the end of our lease, so we could even do a lot of it gradually. :-P
@PeanutR1 - That is such a cute swimsuit! Where did you get it? (Not that I can wear it right now...)
@ByeByeBooze - You are living my dream life right now. I just got to the end-ish of Harry Potter and I keep having to leave it. And I was completely thinking of doing a West Wing marathon soon.
@Sagen - I have this exact same complex. I didn't dare go to the gym without at least foundation on. My VT's husband came by one day to ask if I would babysit their kids the next evening, and I was a hot mess. Mascara smeared everywhere...and I didn't even know until later. I apologized for a week.
My FFFC is we had our first marriage counseling session last night. It went okay, just the getting-to-know-you stuff mostly. But DH started going off on some things and the counselor totally called him on his crap (in her very nice, non-judgemental way). I didn't talk a whole lot so I'm sure mine is coming, but it was really gratifying to know that he's going to need to take a good hard look at some things about himself that I've been trying to get him to look at for years, and that he can't just shove every problem off on me.
Oh! I have another I totally forgot about for weeks!
So after my 4-week-old niece's baby blessing, with all the people all over her just off planes and being dragged all around the greater Dallas/Fort Worth area for over a week with said people, my sister called my mom in a panic two days after everyone left because her baby had a 102 degree temperature. Yeah...no s*** Sherlock. This after my DS found one of my niece's pacifiers and immediately stuck it in his mouth (into which plenty of non-sterile things go these days), and my sister just rinsed it off quickly and admitted that had I not been there, she probably would have just stuck it back in her DD's mouth. Disgusting. Am I happy the baby was sick? No way; I felt so bad for her I wanted to fly out there and bring her home. Did I do a big ol' "I told you so" when my mom told me? You know it. (I didn't do it to my sister...just my mom.)
And what did they do about it? Well, sister's doc was out of town, so my younger sister asked the pharmacist she works for how much Tylenol to give the baby, except he gave her a different dosage than was marked on the Tylenol my sister had, so she and my mom guessed. Guessed. If the baby's fever started to climb, my sister just gave her more Tylenol (at my mom's urging) with no attention paid to the length of time in between.
Hells yeah I'm being judgemental. This to me is nuts.
I work in an office where there is 1 girls bathroom 1 mens bathroom....I have to pee SO bad but there is a girl in our office that is a CONSTANT dumper. Every time I want to get in there the door is half closed with the fan running and the hallway to there is fragrant in NOT a good way. WTF I am seriously contemplating on going in the mens. I mean she dumps like that at least 3 times a day...there are only 3 girls on our office.....it sucks. And for those who might say well it could be IBS....if you saw what she put down on a daily basis...anyone with IBS wouldn't not eat that.
Not trying to be mean but I am angry that I am holding in my pee.
OH MY GOD I AM THE SAME WAY. I don't want to feel anyone's toilet seat warmth.
FYI I finally peed at Target LMAO