Finally, a chance to blog again. I have been so cranky and snarky the past week...I have wanted to blog so bad I couldn't stand it. I may have multiple snark posts tonight as I call them. So, here we are with a new year. Joy. I always start off the new year trying to be "good." I vow I am going to do things like manage my time well, organize, go to bed early, enjoy life more, and find ways to stop being turbo fat. Then by the end of January that all ends as another semester rolls in. But, for now I am all Martha Stewart like--I threw frozen spaghetti sauce into the pan today and somehow timed it so it was ready when my husband got home...and no, you know that wasn't intentional. Little one was turbo pissed and the toddler was trying to table dance on the coffee table that is taking up temporary residence in my kitchen. yeah. about that. we ripped out the nasty carpet--think cat hair and cat piss infested. seriously sick. new flooring isn't exactly done--still have clean up and the newborn's room--who are we kidding--she doesn't live there anyway.
Anyway, on with my trueisms:
1. I want chocolate milk.bad. Have realized I am slightly lactose intolerant and the nursling seems to die when I ingest milk. Adios milk. Maybe adios being turbo fat once dairy is gone??
2. I let my toddler eat one of those pigs in a blanket thingys--whole. I didn't cut it. At 2.5 with a full mouth of teeth, can't my toddler (who learned to eat from my husband who shovels food) handle one of those things??
3. I hate movies. There...I said it. I CANNOT stand when people invite us over for movie nights. I want to scream.
4. My big social outings lately have been to the grocery store. I make it my goal to listen to wildly inappropriate music at top volume.
5. I am addicted to listening to music...and listening to one song on repeat for days and days--which turns to weeks and weeks and so on.
6. I turned my lady room into a space that looks like a toddler museum. My lady furniture, purple paint, beautiful floors and fancy curtains are offset by a dresser converted into a changing table, ottomans full of toys, a plastic picnic table, a baby swing my baby hates, and my floor is littered with random toys. I knew it would happen some day.
7. I realized over this "break" that I need to cut the overachieving New Year's resolutions and accept me for me. I am not going to be supermom or even truly a "good" mom and I sure as hell I am not going to be a "good" grad student. I would die in the process. I am going to settle for surviving and being me.
8. I want a day all alone.
9. I am addicted to an app on my iphone called Bakery Store. It is super lame, but I love it. It keeps me awake in the middle of the night when I am nursing.
10. I hate other moms. I know, that sounds bad. I continue to be amazed at how bitchy moms are, especially in groups. I hate gaggles of moms.
11. I want velour pants and a velour hooded sweatshirt--and not ones that say Juicy across the ass.
12. I like to cook. There. You have it. That is the biggest trueism ever. I will never admit it offline. I'll deny everything.
13. The words "White Christmas" make me want to vomit.
14. I miss my sister. I wish she wasn't such as self-righteous bitch. We would really get along now that we are older.
15. Diapers are seriously gross. If I wasn't a crappy mom who sends her kids to daycare, I'd use cloth diapers.
16. I have texting tedencies like a teenage girl.
There you have it.
Peace out, happy new year and all that crap.
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