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PittGinny
Posted by: | CommentsJust another little note here…I used to love to read PittGirl’s blog, The Burgh Blog. Then she went away. She was writing anonomously, and stopped (in a nutshell) because she was about to be found out. Well, I’ve been following her on twitter and facebook (as PittGirl) and today she revealed her identity.
She’s gotten a new name for her blog. She’s writing for Pittsburgh magazine. And she’s a real person. And a mom.
Awesome.
I think that going ‘public’ has lifted an incredible weight from her shoulders. I mean, could you imagine that feeling of not wanting to get found out?
Anyway, kudos to PittGirl Ginny. Or as she’d like you to say, Your Majesty.
Worn Out By the Wicked
Posted by: | CommentsI’m going to talk about True Blood a bit. So, if you’ve never seen the show (or read the books), just move along…come back tomorrow for something else. 
I know that I’ve discussed this before, but I have a serious attachment to the stories in the Sookie Stackhouse Series
It was pretty cool when Sam turned into a fly. Original. Now, I went over to the Charlaine Harris website, and found a link to a little essay that she wrote for Borders. I never thought about the fact that the books are COMPLETELY through Sookie’s eyes, and how logistically difficult that would be for a television show.
As she says, I’m trying to think of the tv series and the books as two totally different stories. But I’m still attached to Sookie. And I don’t like that bitch Maryann in her house.
OK, I feel better getting that off my chest. So? Only three more episodes? That will take me into September, then there’s a new book coming out in October. (It’s called A Touch of Dead
Yeah…I still love my phone
OK, back to normal mommy complaining and stories tomorrow!
A New Flat Friend
Posted by: | CommentsWell, it finally happened. After leaving the tv on pretty much all day (sometimes on a music channel), it died.
The kids took it VERY hard.
We came home on Sunday after a whirl wind day of Sarris Candy, painting our own pottery and chinese food. Tony had just returned from the Buccos of Suckitude game. He asked me to look at the tv, it wasn’t turning on. Jinkies. I check the power, and it’s dead. Once the power supply goes, it’s just cheaper to buy a new tv. Or pretty close, anyway.
The girls FREAKED OUT! Through their massive tears, they screamed the questions:
Where are we gonna watch tv!?!?!? (Um, on one of the FOUR other tv’s we have?)
But I wanna lay on the couch!!! (lay on the couch downstairs!)
I wanna watch Rugrats! (It’s on the DVR, I told them to watch a DVD)
WWWAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
We headed down to the “man cave.” I’m not quite sure why I still refer to it as the ‘man cave.’ Tony’s never really here to enjoy it. But before we bought a restaurant, we turned our unfinished basement into Tony’s hide out. There’s a big 52″ flat screen on the wall, surround sound and a beer fridge. Original plans were to build a bar in the back, but since we went out and bought an ACTUAL BAR, those plans have sort of fallen to the way side. You could tell the girls just weren’t comfortable down there. I mean, they watched the big honkin’ tv, but they still weren’t happy.
So, as I went to work on Monday, Tony headed out to try to find the best deal. Our new family member is a 32″ flat screen LCD. It’s pretty. It looks a little strange in our entertainment center, though. The old tv was a big old tv. Honestly, it had to weigh at least 150 pounds. And we had to poke the big perforated hole out of the back of the entertainment center so that the back of the old tv could stick out. The new tv, however, is all sleek and light.
So, even though my girls were more upset about the tv than they were the death of their fish, I believe they’ve completed the healing process. And when I need to get something done, my babysitter is again available.
Eat Up!
Posted by: | CommentsWell, yesterday we held the Sloppy Joe Showdown at Downey’s House. It was fantastic! It turned out to be a super family friendly event, and we’re going to make it an annual thing. You can see all of the pictures on our blog, but here are the family photos and stories.
First off, there was a kids jello eating contest. Becca and Chloe were ready for the action. Chloe was talking some trash! She eyed Julia (her cousin) up as her biggest competition. She told her that she’d be eating her jello “all in one bite.” Turns out that her other cousin, Rachael, won. Chloe just very methodically scooped small amounts of jello into her mouth with her hand. And kept on eating, even after the contest was finished.
Now, I didn’t have too much to do with setting this thing up. Our bartender, Tim really did it all. So, I didn’t realize until Saturday that my brother planned on competing. I was a little nervous for him. Scratch that. I was nervous for his wife. I’m sure you can understand. Anyway, my brother, without any preparation or practice, dove right in there and ate ten sloppy joes in eight minutes. Third place. The winner ate fifteen. I was shocked, impressed, and a little worried. Here’s his winning grin:
So, mark your calendars for next July…if you have the stomach for it!
The Perfect Motherhood Storm
Posted by: | CommentsDid you see the title? It’s no coincidence that Perfect Motherhood Storm has the same initials as Pre Menstrual Syndrome. My poor kids. They got the wrath of evil Mom this weekend. Now, I can’t say they were TOTALLY innocent. But I had a few not-so-stellar mom moments. Nothing crazy, nothing immoral or illegal. Just lots of yelling and a couple of time outs. So, here’s how the perfect storm set itself up:
It all started Thursday night. Thursday, Friday and Saturday I fell back into my old sleeping habits. You know, fall asleep with the kids around nine or nine thirty, wake up about midnight or 12:30 completely energetic, stay awake until about three in the morning and then head back to bed. Three nights in a row this happened. This sleeping pattern makes me crabby for a couple of reasons. One, obviously, is the lack of solid sleep. The other is that I never really get my ‘me’ time. I mean, I get it in the middle of the night, but I’m so crabby because I feel asleep that I don’t really get to enjoy it.
Next was the PMS. It started on Saturday night. I noticed that I was snippy, my patience was about nil. Then I was cool mom and let them have ice cream twice in one night. Talk about mood swings.
The third (and final) set up for the perfect storm? No break. You know from reading this that I love, love, love my chickies. Sundays I usually get a little bit of a break, though. Tony is usually off, and he’ll entertain the girls for an hour or two just so I can relax. Or work. But working without having to worry about the kids IS relaxing. Well, this Sunday Tony had to go to the restaurant. We had a big charity bike run happening, and he really DID have to be there. But the sleep deprived mother with PMS? She didn’t get that break, and it showed.
It wasn’t pretty.
There were threats. There was that one fleeting moment (yes, fleeting and brief!) in Costco when I was ready to just hand them over to any woman who looked like they would be a good mom. In retrospect, it probably WASN’T a good idea to take them to Costco on a busy Sunday in the middle of the ‘Perfect Storm.’ But you know, sometimes when you’re in the middle of that stuff, you just don’t think straight.
I’m sure many moms have been through this before. And whether you admit to it or not, just know that we’re all in the same boat. And we all get cranky.
All is better today I’m in a good mood, my children aren’t living some place else, and we’re having family day today. Oh, and I got to watch another episode of True Blood last night. Which followed the book a little better, and that made me happy.
Have a great Monday!
