Wednesday, June 18, 2008

I may not make it

Shaughny got ahold of Lysol with bleach toilet bowl cleaner and proceeded to "clean" her room with it. I thought she and Clara were playing nicely in their room (fat chance I guess) and I didin't realise when she went pee she brought back a "toy" with her.

I nearly had a heart attack. Poison control said its just an irritant and if either of them had ingested it, I'd have known right away. So I scrubbed them down, put lotion onthem cause its very drying and scrubbed their room. Then tossed clothes in the washer. 4 shirts (2 brand new) are ruined, 1 pairof pants (never worn) and a pair of shorts.

It was very upseting. I was trying to explain to her why this was so serious and she kept starting to smile then stopping. Then when I was talking to her grandmother about it, she was trying to climb the railing along the top landing.
I swear this kid will be the death of me. Or else she'll do herself in first.

I seriously can't take my eyes off her for a minute or she's into something, breaking something, drawing on the walls, even today after all this she walks across the living room and makes a beeline for the only thing on the floor, walks on it because God forbid she should walk on the floor like a normal person and smashed my hairband into pieces. Then announced she was a good girl and helping me by throwing the bits away.

What the heck am I going to do for the summer when I won't even have 2 hours every other morning where I don't have to worry about her?

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Deb, Linds and G in one home =

The complete and utter breakdown of government as we know it and a new world order arises, complete with All High Rulers.

The only way to communicate with our new world leaders would be via computer. First there would be a poll among the inner circle to deem you worthy enough to talk to them. 2nd, if you aren't funny you get booted. Because, please amusement in all things!

Statues based on various online photos would be created all over the world. You could travel to the outer reaches and be confronted by amazing art of 3 women stirring a cauldron...I mean, cutting coupons, looking hawt and effortlessy controlling children. (Hey its art, its a *representation* of life, not actual life)

Various members of the inner circle would have specific tasks. For example, anyone with a pixie type name (its my blog duh!) would be Head Mysterious Ninja Scout, forging new paths across the world, looking for the best sources of chocolate, drink, computers, shoes, food, and anything else the All High Rulers would be interested in.

Once scouting reports are sent back, the Mighty & Feared Queen Pirate of the High Seas sets out to "graciously demand" said items in the Rulers' names. Of course being as the swag is for the All High Rulers, it would be just given upon request but piracy is much more fun.

Other positions...aren't thought up yet. Gimme a few hours. ;)

No gnus is good gnus, really.

Well letsee, nothing huge happening in the world of kids, fabric and calamity. I did my women's retreat, nearly killed me. I thought we did 2 hours of yoga but was later told it was more like 3.5 hours. Then the hour of zumb fitness with skinny pretty way too young, had to hate her just 'cause girl and then the 4/5 hours of belly dance. I really did enjoy it and the property! Whoo! Who the hell has a full size soccer field with bleachers in their backyard?? Plus swimming pool, hot tub, hammock, hammock chairs, pool house with outdoor changing rooms, a yoga studio but has just converted the barn loft into a bigger studio, plus 400 acres of land. Really rich people do. The place was beautiful.

I'm going on vacation by myself this summer. Himself would not commit to going and did his usual *I'm mute* trick when I tried to bring it ups. Numerous times. I have explained again and again that being a fencer does not mean you *have* to fence from 9am to 9pm with no breaks. You can take a day off or just go for a couple of hours but apparently not. If you can't Ironman it, why do it at all.

Well I warned him last summer if he pulled the no vacation, sit at home and play video games all week, I wasn't sticking around. I don't know when his time of is and it doesn't matter. The 1st week in August I will be camping with friends in Pennsylvania. My bff who I haven't seen since my wedding day (cause she lives in Japan) will be there. I'm going. I've paid my pre-reg and it looks like I'll have a ride with one of my Windsor buddies. My SIL and Sis have both offered to take the girls so I don't have to worry about them. If it is not his week off and I'm sure it won't be, he will still have to work so I had to arrange child care. I might check to see if the daycare is open for the summer and if I can save spots for them just in case. But I think we'll be ok. Plus I'm sure Grandma would take them for a bit too.

The sad part is I *want* to go on a proper family vacation, I want us all to pack into a car and drive way to far, fighting all the way, everyone in tears and daddy ready to "turn this car around!" But he's following in his father's footsteps of not taking time off. So be it. We'll go without him on day trips this summer. Next year when the girls are older if he still won't come, we'll go without him. My sis would come along to help if I needed it.

There. What an outpouring. And all for Nicole;)