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Whoa! This was a tough week.  Thank you to all who reached out and asked how I'm doing. It means a lot to me.  I'm doing better - thank you.  

As to what's up these days....

My wonderful husband ( No, I don't mean that sarcastically.  There are times when I speak well of my husband even though it's hard to believe from my previous posts.  I know, I'm aware of it.)  Anyway...

My wonderful husband started major construction in out house. We've been saying how our formal living room and dining room needs painting and we had about 8 or 9 swatches of paint on our walls.  My husband though, thought that it would be best to rip out the walls and insulate the walls better, put up new sheetrock and then paint.  He started yesterday and today all the all sheetrock is down, so is the insulation.  For those of you who have never gone through construction, I just want you to imagine that your entire house is covered in dust.  He, of course, set up plastic "walls" to contain as much of the dust as possible and he cleaned up as he went but it's still everywhere.  I am happy though b/c once he got started, the poor guy worked very hard the whole two days. My father-in-law came out and helped a bit but other than that it was all him, I helped a bit too but with a two year old running around I had to watch him too, clean the house, make the guys dinner, run errands.

We've estimating this whole mess to take a week.  Of course, chances are it will take longer; my husband is also putting in electric for a light (yeah, he's actually multi - talented) and a bigger window in the dinning room.  I'm really excited about this whole process and the finished product. :-) 

That's it for me now. I've rambled on for a minute there.
How is everyone else?

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So sad

This week is going to suck.  I'm not going to get into the details now but it's been some time in the making and I knew it was coming.  This week is going to be really, really tough on me.  I'll try to be positive but you'll have to excuse my posts if they end up negative.  
I'll just try to take it day by day. 

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So like, I really don't get the word like, you know? Like, what does it mean?

Below is an excerpt from an AOL slide show about speculations who's gay who's not in Hollywood.  That's not what this post is about. Read the short paragraph and tell me how many times you stumbled when reading.  Ready.... set.... go!

Appearing on "The View," the pop star lamented the fact that she's never been in love and has difficulty dating, which prompt many people to speculate that she's a lesbian. "I'm from a small town so, like, everyone's married with children or about to have children," she said. "So it's a little hard when you go home and people are like -- and that's why people think I'm gay -- because they're like 'Why aren't you married?' And I'm like, 'it doesn't happen for everyone right off the bat.'"

OK, how long did it take you?  Did you have to go back and reread?  I did.

We don't realize it when we are having a conversation with someone but in this transcribed example, our speech is horrible.  I work with middle school children  so my brain and ears have become accustomed to the words "like", "oh my god", "so like, you know" to the point where I don't even hear it.  However, seeing the written form on this statement, my eyes tripped a few times over the word "like".  In fact, it was a distraction enough that I had to go back and read the statement. 

I understand that spoken language changes with the time, new vocabulary is introduced and accepted, while some words are abandoned forever like an old pair of shoes.  I get that.  Yet, we are so hung up on words that mean absolutely nothing that without them, we might not be able to formulate a sentence.  Ask a young person today to say something, write it down and then have them say the same thing without those filler words and phrases.  It'd be tough.  Think about yourself. What words do you use that really mean nothing but it would be almost an inconvenience if you did not use it in your daily speech. 
What are some examples:

Filler Sounds, Filler Words, and Filler Phrases

I’ve started this article using the collective term “filler words”, but this is really a convenient shorthand for three related speech fillers:

• Filler Sounds — e.g. um, uh, ah, mm
• Filler Words – e.g. basically, actually, literally
• Filler Phrases – e.g. “I think that”, “you know”, “what I’m trying to say is”

All of these — and there are more in each category — contribute nothing and could be completely wiped from your vocal patterns without any loss in meaning.
[Note: There are cases where some of the words/phrases do convey meaning, but this is rare.]

(Source:  Six Minutes.)

 We wouldn't use those words if we had to write at essay or a letter to the bank would we? Imagine this:

To Whom It May Concern:

So the other day, I was going to the mall, to like, go shopping and somehow, umm, I lost my credit card. I am like, really upset by this because I don't know where it is.  So like, you know, what if some creep picked it up and like, went on a shopping spree with it, you know what I mean? 

So I was like, wondering, if you could send me a new one? 

Thanks. I hope that this matter is resolved quickly because when I called, like three days ago about this, the person I spoke with was like, so unprofessional.  

Thanks. 

Does this sound familiar?  Go ahead, read it out loud.  

Why do we do this? Why do we need to fill gaps in our sentences with such nonsensical blabber?


I wonder what Shakespeare would say about this.Would he even understand us? 

 

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My rude husband

I was talking to my mom today while my Xbox addicted husband was playing his stupid Xbox.  He usually can't control himself and yells and curses at the screen.  

You probably know where this is going. 

As I'm talking to my mom, he belts out a loud ***mthfckr***!!!!  I froze.. My mom stopped talking. I'm pretty sure she heard. I quickly changed the subject and hoped to all gods that she wouldn't ask me about it or that maybe she didn't even hear it. 

Believe me though, that if I could have, I would have picked up the TV and thrown it at his head. I threw a magazine instead. He's such an idiot. You know I yelled at him after I got off the phone and got a lousy I'm sorry followed by.. I don't care what your mother thinks.  

I care! You idiot! My mother can make me cry and I'm 30 years old! I care. Oh I hate him right now.

Needless to say, we are not talking right now and I'm scared to death to go to her house tomorrow to drop off my son in case she says something.. I have no clue what to say.  

Oh, and by the way... no, I'm not exaggerating.  My mother hates my husband and she's vocal about it. I have to defend one or the other depending on the situation.  They're both stubborn and irrational and I'm caught in the middle.  I'm sure she's going to tell my father, then she's going to retell the incident to him a thousand times making it worse each time. I'm mortified and pissed.  And he's just sitting in his stupid happy chair playing his stupid Xbox.  I'm going to drive over it with my SUV one day. He doesn't believe me but I will. Not that it will matter b/c knowing life, he will just go and get himself another one...

What pisses me off more is that he doesn't care. He really doesn't care. He does not give a hoot that I am upset and embarrased and that I want him to recognize that.

I just hope to God mom didn't hear but chances of that are slim... Maybe I should make up an excuse and tell her he was fixing something and dropped something on his foot... uggghhhhhhhhhhhh 

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Poop happens

Here's how it goes:

Baby plays. Baby looks tired. Baby gets his milk. Baby gets put in crib. Mom and Dad go downstairs. Usually, within ten minutes, Baby starts yelling which indicates poop (he's very private about his poop, therefore he usually does it in his crib, by himself and then alarms the neighborhood with his screaming that he's done).  

Today: 

Baby plays. Baby looks tired. Baby gets his milk. Baby gets put in crib. Mom and Dad go downstairs. 

Quiet. 

More  quiet.

Even more quiet. 

"Momma".... I go upstairs.... He's completely naked.  His diaper and clothes are in a pile on the floor.  He is covered, and I mean covered in poop, so is his crib and wall behind his crib.  He is beaming although he hung his head low b/c he knows better.  I don't know.. maybe the look of horror on my face let him know he did a no no... Oh and wait...that's not all.. He pooped in his crib.  Yep, there was a little turd on his mattress. Not in his diaper.. nope. His diaper was clean and dry.  His bed... he pooped in his bed. 

He got a hose down of course while I tried to be as efficient as possible with his room.  Ugghhh. Kids..
I still love the little stinker.

I'm a fake planner

I'm not a big planner. I don't follow through, I can't commit to anything b/c I can't stay focused long enough.  I have the attention span of a goldfish and as soon as I start doing something I want to move on to something else. I am driven by guilt that while I am doing this I could be doing that.  Needless to say, a lot doesn't get done in my house like I would like to.  

The strange thing is that I enjoy making To Do lists. The prettier the paper the better, the nicer the Organizer pad for my To Do list the more motivated I am to write things down, post it on my fridge, or keep one in my purse.  however, that is the extent to which I will go.  I dislike dealing with paper work and being a procrastinator,  "everything can wait".

It sucks thought because my flaws listed above interfere with me staying sane.  The never ending task list never gets smaller, I fall further behind, I become overwhelmed and feel like crap. 

Here's a list of things that I should be doing... Oh look, I just made another To Do list... hmmm... 

1) fold laundry

2) do dishes

3) vacuum

4) clean baby's room (he's sleeping now so that's my excuse)

5) mop floors

6) wash windows

That's just the beginning. Obviously, none of those are complicated or difficult to do, I just don't do it.  Starting small. I know. I get it but when you're so overwhelmed and have a 2 year old running after you everywhere... yeah, it makes you want to just sit on the couch and watch Wonder Pets with him.  

I have been in search of a plan that will work for me.  Oh wait, I've been searching for the obvious, wasting even more time.  I'm ridiculous.  

Am I alone in this?

House chores.. what?

Unless you're one of those anal crazy people who have their s*** organized by colors and everything has to line up at a 90 degree angle, you're more like me: a little bit of messy, not particularly concerned about toys on the ground, you care less and less that the dishes from dinner did not get done immediately and you care even less that there is toothpaste on your sink.   Maybe your refrigerator has seen better days and you order out instead of cooking because 1) you don't want to deal with the science experiments in your fridge 2) you don't want to clean up after everyone is done eating. 

It's summer and it's hot.  I love summer and I love the heat but I DO NOT love doing anything in this type of weather.  There's no way I'm cooking inside and my brain is usually to preoccupied with other things to remember to take something to defrost.

I have no idea how women do it.  I know there are women out there who have it all figured out. Good for them.  I'm happy that they can have the house cleaned, go to the gym, have time for showers, make up, their kids are dressed pretty, have time for some mall shopping and still have dinner ready on time.  Great. Good for them.  I'll tell you all something.  I am a little bit annoyed with them and a bit jealous because I can't get my s*** together like they can.  Maybe I waste too much time, maybe I'm too slow.  Maybe I just don't give a hoot about it all.  I love playing with my son and clean up later.  I love making my husband happy with dinners because he prefers home made by me rather than take out.  I try my best but let me tell you, I'm definitely not Susie Homemaker.  I do not always have dinner ready by the time my hubby gets home.  He doesn't really care anyway. He eats at work and isn't much hungry so I got spoiled and lazy.  

He will not yell at me if he finds unfolded laundry on our sofa.  He won't complain about the sink that once was.  He might even get to washing the dishes himself.  It's terrible, I know, but all will and energy has left me I think.  

You know what really gets me motivated?  When I know someone is coming over. I'll clean my -ish up super fast.  You ever do that?  You know you have two hours before peoples come over and all of a sudden you're a roadrunner through the house.  Yep, that works for me. 

And I sure hope no one dare judge me.

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