I'm trying to post more often, but I'm realizing I stopped posting because I don't have much to say. Today is like most days here. It's sunny and warm. I know the weather lately has been awful at the beach, and they're probably not enjoying the clouds, but I'm loving that we're only in the 80's and low 90's instead of hitting 100 every day like last summer. The kids just had a shower (yes my two and five year old take showers now, Amelia decided she doesn't like baths anymore and Ant wants whatever Amelia wants) which means I got my second shower of the day because trying to wash them from outside the shower means I got soaked too, along with half the kids' bathroom. I wonder if that counts for cleaning the bathroom this week?

Now the kids are fighting over an empty jug of grape juice and eating frozen gogurts(much less messy that way), which means they will probably need another shower in the near future. I'm in the office hiding from the children (I can still see them, I swear) printing out menus and the grocery list for next week. The printer is taking forever, I think it hates me.

After I'm done in here, I have about 37 loads of laundry that need to be put away, but they can probably sit on the guest bed for one more day. And I really should go clean the master bathroom. Have I ever mentioned how much the term master bathroom cracks me up? I hear that and think of some grand bathroom. Um no. Our bathroom is a mix between a hodgepodge of newer pieces and the awesome 70's stuff that was put in when the house was built, gold flecked counters anyone? And it's tiny. The guest bathroom in the hallway by the other bedrooms is way bigger. But after the gut the kitchen fiasco, I've sworn to never remodel again, so I don't expect the master bathroom to get any better any time soon.

So, instead of putting the laundry away or cleaning the bathroom, we're going to go out for a walk/bike ride. Amelia rides her bike, I walk, and Ant goes back and forth between the stroller and walking. This will take at least an hour and a half because when you live next door to a park, you can't go out for a walk without stopping at the park before you come home, (or at least, that's what my children have convinced me of). We'll also have to go by the high school so my kids can say hello to the "stinky sheep", we can thank my husband for that lovely nickname for the sheep.

After our super exciting walk, we're going to get Amelia's hair cut. Yes, her hair got cut last weekend, but she decided to touch it up yesterday and took a huge hunk out of it. This is the 3rd or 4th time she's cut her hair, starting at around age 2. It's been a really long time since she did it though. I'm not sure how to proceed, the girl is starting kindergarten in a week, and has to use scissors. And it's not like she's using them unsupervised, I was only a few feet away when she cut her hair. She was cutting paper, then just reached up and went for her hair. Her explanation was she wanted to have curly hair when she got her hair cut and it's still not curly so she thought cutting it would make it curly.

The printer is finally done, so I guess this post is too. This may be the most boring blog post ever, but hey, no one can say I'm ignoring my blog.

I think I need a vacation.

Where to draw the line?

I am so frustrated right now. I don't want to air a bunch of dirty laundry, I just want to vent a little. I should be sleeping, but I can't. Writing is like therapy. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep after I vent a bit.

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It's one thing if you want to screw up your life. Go out and do your crazy $hit. I don't care. But it's not okay to be doing that stuff while you take care of your babies! They deserve better than that. I'm done with you. I'm over it. I won't be helping you ever again.

At the same time though, I can't totally turn my back. Not when there are kiddos involved. I don't know how to cut off the crazy people(this means you!), and still help and support the kids(your children, ya know the ones you are supposed to love and protect.)

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I am just so angry right now. I'm angry at you and I'm frightened for your children. I don't often say that I hate anyone or anything. But right now, I hate you.

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Sometimes I wonder if I should set up a live journal blog. Then I can have posts that are private and no one can read them ( I think that's how it works anyway.)

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I just figured out how to put a button for twitter up on my blog. So, you should all go follow me. Because I need more followers. Yup. (Can you all tell that I'm running out of things to blog about this month?) So you should click on the bird up there, and then follow me and I will also follow you. Okay? Okay!

Better late than never...

So I forgot to come online and write a blog this morning. I was busy doing laundry, and feeding the kids breakfast, and changing sheets on the beds. I meant to write a post after that, but I had to pack our lunches and get the kids to the park on time for the play date I hosted. I was going to just put up a picture after the park, but I got wrapped up in planning our menus for the week, and making my grocery list while supervising Amelia doing arts and crafts. (Anthony was napping.) I planned to just type a few words real fast after nap time, but then we had to go the grocery store. After dragging two grouchy kids through the grocery store, and then unloading the van and putting everything away with my two little helpers, I wasn't really in the mood to get on the computer. Instead, I started dinner, read the kids a story, put the garbage cans away, and even managed to lock the kids and myself out of the house. While we were out there I did some weeding and watered the new sod in the back yard. At least I had dinner in the oven before we got locked out. Then I managed to get the lock to work and we got back in the house. We ate dinner, the kids played and I cleaned up the kitchen, did dishes and swept and mopped the kitchen and dining room. The whole time I was thinking, "I need to go put something up on my blog!" I was headed to the computer when I remembered that we left a sweater at the park today so I drove back across town to see if it was still there. It was! When I got back home it was time for baths and bed.

So here I am at 930 PM finally writing my post for the day. Maybe I should just write tomorrow's post while I'm here...