Check!

Little-man has his first official favorite movie...Shrek the Third. It all started when Grandpa decided to bring the movie over a couple of weeks ago. We all sat down together, and little-man actually sat through a fairly large chunk of the movie. Little did I realize what was about to happen in the days and weeks to come...
Every time little-man and I are home, he will randomly walk up to me and say "Check..Check...peeez!" which translates to "Shrek, Shrek...PLEASE!" When I turn the movie on he literally jumps for joy and starts giggling. He only sits through about a half hour, and then resumes his normal play habbits..but I find his adoration to the film quite adorable. It's a good think his first favorite movie isn't some annoying version of Barney, or a super crappy animated movie!
I hope I don't come off as a bad mom...but to save me from a toddler temper tantrum, the darn movie has been played over a dozen times since it first arrived at my house...You really have to pick and choose battles with toddlers..and this one I am going to let slide for now (especially since it gives me a half hour of quiet cuddle time which is VERY rare for an almost two year old boy!)

Yarrr!

Watching the third Pirates movie was an alright end to a day of me surviving through day one of a cold given to me from little-man. Aside from making sure he was fed, and had clean diapers on, I was on the couch feeling absolutely miserable. Before today, I was beginning to pat my immune system on the back, because little-man had been sick with a cold for over a week and I had yet to catch it...Apparently, I thought too soon.
The third movie was also a bit lengthy, and kind of scary too...I probably would've enjoyed it more in the daylight, or watching it with a beau who is yet to be named, and yet to be found (I get a little freaked out by movies that have dark or violent scenes...) Be warned, the opening scene of the movie is a bit disturbing...

What to do...

Most 20-somethings have their friday nights lined up weeks in advanced (the bar or some form of partying is most likely on most people's agenda)...I, on the other hand, have nothing planned for my weekend nights. My nights are not open because I want them to be, they are open because I have responsibilities that are beyond making weekly trips to the bar: aka little-man.
I was talking with a good friend of mine about her weekend plans, and she had a couple of things going on. When I disclosed my lack of plans, she gave me some advice that I actually took. First, she said she wished she had a couple of nights with nothing going on (the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence), but then she suggested having a movie night, and watching the second and third Pirates of the Caribbean. I took this advice to heart, and ended up heading to The Red Bullseye after work and acquiring the second and third movies, to complete my trilogy at home.
I had heard the second movie wasn't so great, mainly because of the length and the ending. Since I had nothing better to do with my time (other than clean, which I was not about to partake in on a friday night) and since I had the third movie waiting for me to watch, I didn't mind if the second film was not the most brilliant. I am not a person who cannot be told about movies before I see them for myself. I had already heard the so-called "spoilers" of the second film, and know a "spoiler" or two from the third. I will say, I enjoyed the first of two Pirates themed nights.
I want to reiterate how happy I am for this suggestion. Tonight turned out to be exactly what the doctor ordered...Some low-key pirate action swash buckling good times. Thanks friend! :)

Grrr...

I am a little bitter.... I don't understand why people (girls in particular) get possessive over introducing others to opposite-sex friends. Can someone please explain this phenomenon to me? At the last place I worked, I would always say "Hey, if you have any single guy friends, let me know...I would love to meet new people!" to which their response would entail "Um....I can't think of anyone. And of the guys I know I don't think you would like them...they just aren't good dating material." I had even gotten this same girl to ADMIT that she didn't want her guy friends to start dating someone because she adored the attention the guys had been giving her (even though she had been in a serious relationship at the time).
Which leads me to the following scenario...
A good friend of mine recently started working in a sales position. When I initially asked her about her co-workers she said there was a guy she wanted me to meet, and she thought he'd be a good "potential" date. Days and weeks had passed, and I would ask her about this guy, and she would always find a way to change the subject. (I will add, this friend of mine is engaged...). Recently, my friend was gushing about how funny this guy was and about how much fun they had had ditching work together etc... and so I asked her why she hadn't introduced me to him...She basically told me that she liked the attention she was getting from him, and didn't want that to end if he started dating someone or became interested is someone new (friend or otherwise). This guy is now dating a coworker in their office, and my friend said to him "I hope I am still your favorite person, even though you are seeing someone." (and to those of you who know my situation, this girl also has a little one at home).......WHY are girls so darn possessive over guys?! ESPECIALLY if they are already dating OR engaged to someone?!?
I know people might say, "she must not be a real friend," but she is...and I've already told her straight out that I am a bit butt-hurt over the entire situation. I have had people in my life that have turned extremely malicious when it comes to guys...and those people are no longer around because I found their true selves to be quite ugly.
The only other conclusion I can come to is my friends think I am unattractive. I really don't consider myself to be a bad person. I have a fairly positive outlook on life, I am grounded, I love to laugh, I love having a good time (and can usually make most situations into a good time...)...So why does this crap keep happening to me?! (I am not writing this post for sympathy...I am truly dumb-founded about this!!!)
Listen peeps...you can look at me as a single mom, or a single woman...I could care less. All I need people to understand and realize is I want to date too..stop hoarding what's left of the good single guys ESPECIALLY IF YOU'RE NOT SINGLE!
Wow that felt good...hehehe Sorry about all of the rage...this little issue has been brewing for quite some time!

Thanks...

I know it is easy to complain about life, and it's also easy to forget to tell people how appreciative you are of them. So today, I take the time to spell out my appreciation for the good things in life. I have so much to be thankful for. My health, the health of little-man (who seems to be fighting off a cold, but for the most part he's healthy), the health of my family, my friends, and all of the people in my life that care about me. At times, I am overwhelmed with how kind people are.
Over the weekend, some discussion came up about the person who decided to display a crucified santa. To save you some time searching for the story, here's a link about the story: http://patdollard.com/2007/12/22/crucified-santa/
I know christmas and the holiday season have evolved into a huge rampage of commercialism to some, but to me, christmas is (and hopefully always will be) a time well spent with family and friends. Over the years the presents have depleted (to a certain extent). I am ok with not receiving a lot of gifts at the holidays...and when gifts do come my way, it is beginning to become more and more difficult to accept them. I don't know if this is my stubbornness kicking in, or if it is because I feel like I don't deserve presents, or if it's because I would much rather spend time with my family and friends than to make them (or me) apprehensive about the holidays because of the lack of gifts they can afford to buy. It is probably a combination of things. I do feel that everyone deserves to spend time with the people they care about, share some laughs, and soak it up while they can....For me, family moments and great memories are fewer and far between.

From the heart!

Happy xmas eve!! Little-man and I are sitting here, waiting for the festivities to begin. I am actually going to let him type his first blog...so here it goes..

nffb3i ;p;love momm6y!1 hgabcxssefdeeeegfbttimogtty8; vvfgjikidjprdgt[llvlvlvlvlvlvlvl;A9fcdsf

...He would go on for the next few days if I would let him...so for now I say Merry Xmas and I hope you have a safe, fun-filled holiday filled with lots of laughs and good memories! :)

<3
Me and Little-man

*Sigh*

It really is xmas time. Just yesterday it was turkey day! Every year at thanksgiving, I think to myself "xmas is still quite far away"...and every year xmas seems to come faster and faster! This year was no exception.

I will pat myself on the back in terms of holiday shopping. The majority of my shopping I finished in mid-september (yes, that's wierd, but last year I had waited until the last minute, and there was nothing left at the stores, and I ended up spending WAY too much). I try not to be too materialistic at holiday time. Now that I am an "adult" and realize the financial burden the holidays can bring, I try and focus more on giving than receiving. The best gifts are those where a lot of thought and creativity come into play, as well as the unexpected suprises.

Last year, I opened up my door to find a wrapped gift for little-man, a grocery gift certificate, some xmas cookies, and a slightly religious card (from anonymous). I will never forget this gift..it was truely from the heart. I was completely blown away by the generousity! It's great to know that people in the world have the capacity to be self-less.

This year, I was suprised by my co-workers. They are the kindest and most respectable bunch I have ever come across in a professional setting. Maybe I am just unfamiliar with holiday time at the office. Most of my previous experiences entailed such large places with extremely high turnover that holiday time at the office was completely impersonal. Not my current office. The holidays here have brought warmth and a great spirit that is truely magical (wow, I sound cheesey...but it's soooo true!). There is nare an ugly attitude. Everyone is walking around with a little extra pep in their step. All of this holiday spirit has made me realize (like it does every year) how much I truely love the holiday season. Especially when I get to spend time with self-less, good hearted people.

Oh No!

So, I was walking around today, and I saw a lady wearing an "ugly sweater". I'm talking about the ugly sweaters that have holiday scenes embroidered on them. I have a few thoughts about these so-called garments...
Why do people spend money on them? Why do people think they are fashionable other than to an "ugly sweater party"? Will I ever wear an ugly sweater out in public because I think it looks nice?
To be honest, I don't think I could bring myself to wear one of these things...even if it was laundry day!

Drop that!

I am going to cut straight to the point....I think I am a name dropper. Is this a bad trait? I mostly notice it when I am at work, talking with co-workers...I will say "I was just telling so-and-so about ___(insert whatever random topic I'm talking about)__..."
I haven't been able to decide if this is a really bad habbit, if it's annoying, or if it's a combination of both. I know people get a little urked when people celebrity name drop to make themselves seem cooler, but I'm not a celebrity, and I'm not droppin names to gain social status. (I will be the first to tell you, if I did know a celebrity, I'd be droppin names like it's hawt)
I think I drop names as a way to remind me of who I've already talked to about "said subject"...but also as a way of making myself feel more secure about the context of my words. In the past, I have been in environments where I have been discredited for no reason other than complete political dung, and I think my name droppin is a coping mechanism to make myself feel better.
I was told yesterday that I have good communication skills, but will my name dropping habbit tarnish my good communication reputation? Only time will tell...If this doesn't make sense to you...sorry...but it doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me either!

Questions

I took some time to look back at my past posts (seeing as I'm such a space case, I had to re-read some of them to remember what I've actually ranted about)...
I am not quite sure where I am going with this thought, or this post for that matter...but I started thinking about the content I have been writing about. Because I am so new to posting a blog, is this blog super boring? What makes up a good, fun to read blog? Is there an actual formula to entertaining writing? And, if so, can the formula be learned and practiced? Or does this skill/talent need to be inherited?
(...Just a few thoughts to ponder...and I am expecting little to no response!) :)

To Be Determined

I went to sleep before the game was over last night...hence, my "question" blog...even though the vikings managed to pull a rabbit out of their helmets, I still have reservations about having my hopes up for a possible super bowl victory, or even playoff appearance. Call me a hater, but every year the vikings dangle the awesome idea they are going to be successful, and every year they somehow manage to muck it up. I won't completely count them out..but I will maintain my apprehension.

Question

Why does MN always have crappy professional sports teams? (and by crappy I mean a team full of "potential" but never knows how to handle themselves when it gets close to playoff time...)

Lots-O-L.A.U.G.H.S.

I can't believe there are only a couple of weeks left of 2007...boy has it sure flown by fast! I will go on a limb by saying this past weekend has been the best few days I have had in a loooong time. It was filled with many laughs as well as a couple of unexpected pleasant surprises. The following are in no particular order...
1) Getting my house in order for a girls night ended up to be worth it. The girls night was a success...including some great food and a ton of laughs (with some special tricks here and there...wink wink, LOL)!!
2) I had my first official play date. The kids had a blast and it was nice to get to know someone new. I would definitely do it again.
3) Housewarming party. Most of the girls from friday night were there...this time, with the bf's / fiance's in tote. The laughs were inevitable. It is so nice to spend an evening with friends and have an all around great time. My stomach was sore by the end of the night from all of the laughter...
4) Two days in a row of little-man taking an AWESOME nap! By awesome, I mean two THREE HOUR NAPS!!! YAY ME!
5) A good friend of mine finally made it through college...little-man and I attended her grad party, and I was able to meet a few more new people.
6) I met D's new lady friend. She was very nice....but I didn't really get to chat too much with her because they were over to watch little-man so I could go to the housewarming party.
So, in a nutshell, I will reiterate by saying my weekend was truly great. If I could replicate this weekend I would, but I think it would lose some of it's magic if happened every weekend (can ya tell I'm tired, because I feel like I am beginning to ramble on and on...). If I could manipulate my brain into coming up with a clever way to end my current thoughts, I would...but for now, I am going to go on a nice and long date with my bed and pillow...night night!

Loopy Thoughts

I'm tired to the point of being loopy. On that note...
Is this so-called baseball steroid scandal really newsworthy? I know there are going to be numerous debates about the credibility of records during the steroid era...but come on people...professional athlete's have been pumping the juice for years... Is news in the world of baseball that non existent that we need to focus our time and energy on a topic that is practically inevitable in the world of professional athletes? I'm going to step off of my soapbox now...and to be honest, I think these thoughts are only going to make sense in my head...writing when you're exhausted is more difficult that I thought it would be!

Cinderella

Wow am I tired! I am having a few girlfriends over for dinner tonight...and as of yesterday, my house could have been deemed a disaster area. That being said, the second I got home from work, I got some food into little-man and started to pretend I was Cinderella. I did two loads of dishes, got all of my clutter on the counters and kitchen table taken care of, swept and scrubbed the kitchen floor, removed the miscellaneous clutter from the living room, and did a head-to-toe on the bathroom. Three hours later, I was done...extremely tired, but very proud of my accomplishment. After I pick a few things up over the lunch hour, I will be completely ready to have a fun, relaxing girls night!
Oh, and if you suffered through the tedious details of yesterdays blog, here's an update on my morning commute...I started channel surfing as usual, and I came across KDWB and they were playing that tear jerking xmas song AGAIN! This morning, however, I had the sense of mind to immediately change the channel...One point for me! YAY! ...and you know it's going to be a good day when you start your car and the first song you hear is Margaritaville by The Buff-meister :) Happy Friday!

24

It is amazing how much can actually happen within the span of 24 hours. On my way to pick up little-man last night, a good friend and neighbor, Jane Johnson, called and asked if she could hang out with the babers so I could get some random house cleaning done (I'm having some girls over for dinner on Friday, and my procrastination bug has bitten me in the rear...The house is a mess!!). I took her up on this offer without hesitation because I really didn't feel like getting screamed at, and a break (even for just an hour) sounded lovely. After dropping little-man off, I happily drove the two blocks home and went inside with the best intentions to clean. I loaded the dishwasher, changed into comfy clothes, and decided I would rather socialize with my friends who I don't see too often in the winter (since we don't participate in a winter softball league). When I arrived back at Jane's house, I was greeted by a happy as can be toddler, who was making the entire room laugh with his silly antics. This made me breath a sigh of relief, even though I still cannot figure out why little-man is so horrible to me, but so lovely to everyone else...It is certainly a mystery to me!
Instead of being the responsible mom, I decided to hang out and chat for a while (especially because little-man was being so well behaved, and quite the entertainer too). His bedtime came and went...and all I was thinking was "This is gonna suck tomorrow morning" and "I can't believe he's lasting this long without being a total stinker!" It is amazing how recharged you feel after spending an evening laughing with some good friends. I definitely enjoyed myself :D
This morning my mom-prediction was dead on. Little-man was HORRIBLE during our morning routine (I felt a twinge of guilt because I knew it was my fault). It was a little rewarding to know I could handle his fussiness. Although he was quite cranky, he was trying to cuddle with me as I was getting him dressed...almost like he was trying to go back to sleep (so if you could tune out the "crying" it was kind of cute). When we got to his little person school, I warned his teacher he might not be in the best mood...which she replied "Ya know, whenever parent's say that their children are crabby, the kids always end up acting great!" (I never know if I should take this as a compliment, or if I should get frustrated because he's so nasty with me most of the time...)
On my drive into work I was doing my morning channel surfing to avoid the commercials. I have been listening to a few of KDWB's xmas wish bits to fill my morning with a bit of holiday cheer (there is something about public gift giving without asking for a thing in return that makes my heart smile). I am very cautious when I listen to these bits because I am a fairly emotional person at times...and yes, they make me cry. So, as I'm channel surfing, I fall upon the xmas wish station, and the story they are telling makes my eyes well. In a nutshell, it was about a mom who was defending her kids at the bus-stop, and has nothing in her home, blah blah blah (not to discredit the story, but I just don't feel like typing the whole thing out). KDWB took their xmas wish theme to a new level this morning. After telling the lady how many awesome things she was getting, they decided to play a "christmas wish song" that one of their employees had put together. It was one of those classic "put peoples statements in the middle of an already sad sounding song" kind of things. Needless to say, I was ugly crying in less than 10 seconds! Why I didn't just change it back to 93x, I cannot tell ya! I felt a little less silly about ugly crying on my way into work when I heard one of the DJ's admit that if she had been listening at home, she would be ugly crying too...So I knew I wasn't the only one!!
I can't think of what else I wanted to write about, but I think I've done an alright job of jotting my current thoughts for the time being...sorry if this was long winded and drawn out! Hope you're all having a great, sunny day....and I hope you don't find yourself ugly crying anytime soon...unless of course it is during one of those xmas wish bits! Later!

Winter Wonderland

On a less pessimistic note...What a beautiful morning! Driving into work, while it was still dark, the forecast on the radio said we were experiencing freezing fog. Apparently, freezing fog is when the temperature drops below the dew point, and the fog freezes and forms little crystals that fall from the sky. This type of weather makes street lights shoot straight up into the air (almost like a northern lights effect). Before I had heard the forecast, I thought I was losing my mind because I had seen a light shooting straight up like a spotlight pointed at the stars...It was bizarre, but pretty cool. As I was nearing the office, the sun began to show its face, revealing the most beautiful scenery. All of the trees were coated in glittery frost. It was a gorgeous site to be seen. For all of times I catch myself complaining about MN winters, mornings like today make them seem a little more bearable.

Parental Units

I'm not really sure how to start out this random thought I have...So I'm just gonna jump right into it. Lately, I have felt a role reversal between the PU and myself. I feel like I am the mama and M is the daughter (and the same goes with D). If you know me, you know how close I am with my family (extended and immediate), so this isn't an "I hate my family tirade." I wonder just how common my current feelings are. When I talk with M she seems distant and almost juvenile about making plans with me, especially if it doesn't include her "live-in" life partner (which I will actually refer to him as live-in) . Hello M, all events do not HAVE to include live-in! Or when M mentions she is going out of town she acts "bratty" about bringing up Uncle T's gf, stating that the lady "annoys her and doesn't need to be invited because she isn't family."....Real mature M, real mature...
D, on the other hand, seems to be caught up in re-establishing himself at the age of 58. D has dated more women in the past five years than I have had bf's in my entire life. Talk about a player huh? I'm sure things are lonely for him, but when I try to make plans with him he usually already has plans with a lady friend, or just avoids making plans with me all together. (talk about a butt-hurt daughter!)
Maybe M is going through the classic "mid-life crisis." Maybe my feelings stem from not having that special person in my life to lean on, so I am leaning on the PU and not receiving the support I was looking for. I feel selfish for feeling this way about the PU. And I also feel quite juvenile...so maybe the role reversal is just a figment of my immagination. All I know is something just seems off kilter, and I would really appreciate it if things were back to "normal" (whatever normal may be).

Blonde Moment

I try to be on top of my game the night before a work day. I get clothes ready for both myself and little-man, including laying out a clean diaper for him, and making sure his shoes are untied for a swift morning routine the next day. Last night was no different. I had picked out little-man's outfit, and had moved onto getting my clothes ready. I have been putting laundry off until this weekend for various reasons, and while searching for a clean outfit I stumbled across a pair of black pants I hadn't worn in a while. I was excited because they were clean, and I had found a sweater to wear with them. My night routine had been complete!
Today at work has been busier than normal. I was asked to make a few color copies of a huge manual in which each sheet was in a sheet protector. No big dea, just a tid bit time consuming. While walking back and forth from the copier to my desk, I thought the office felt a little cooler than normal (which I found odd considering I was wearing a turtleneck sweater that is on the heavy side). When I was standing at the copier I looked down and realized that I had a huge hole in my crotch. My first thought was "No wonder I hadn't worn these pants in a while" and my second thought was pure panic! I wonder how many of my co-workers noticed my "easy access pants" if you will. I am turning red at this very moment...I can't believe I wore a pair of pants to work with a HUGE GAPING HOLE IN THE CROTCH! This has to be my official Blonde Moment for the month of December. My dad always said I had blonde roots...I think I actually believe him!

A Spoon Full of Sugar

After little-man was in bed last night, I was surfing the 70+ channels with nothing good to watch, when I stumbled upon Mary Poppins. I hadn't watched that movie in over 15 years! (and admitting that makes me feel quite old!!) Immediately I had a flashback to my golden birthday party. I was turning 8, and my mom let me have some girlfriends over. I think we went roller skating, and then back to my house to have a sleep-over. I was so excited and felt like a princess. The downfall of the party came when it was time to choose a movie to watch to wind down. I, being the birthday girl and to my friends dismay, chose Mary Poppins. I thought it was a brilliant movie, especially at the age of 8.
Looking back, I will still defend my opinion that it is an excellent movie with some pretty amazing ideas. First, the lady was and is a fricken genius! If I knew how to clean up a room JUST by snapping my fingers I would be a millionaire! Do you know anyone that can jump into a chalk drawing, sing and rhyme on the spot, and take you on crazy adventures around London?....didn't think so!

Weekend Warrior part Duce

This past weekend I kept myself busy...as usual! Friday night was my usual "trying to keep myself sane while little-man screamed his head off saying "HUNGRY! BOMBA!" I have no idea what BOMBA meant but it was driving me NUTS! When we got home, the guy pounded two jelly sandwiches a cup of yogurt and some graham crackers...he was hungry alright!
Saturday we spontaneously went to the MOA...again...with a friend of mine from college. Traffic in the parking ramp was nauseating..but we managed to find a spot. Taylor Swift was actually set to preform right as we showed up..so we snuck over and heard a few of her songs live. It was a cool unexpected surprise :) There were a TON of people there, and I managed to sneak a peak at the pop-country phenom, but it was way too crowded to really enjoy the music. For the record, she sounded very good live. I would enjoy going to a show of hers if the crowd wasn't filled with screaming teen girls who get all worked up and make my ears ring with their shrilly-screams. Anywho...we braved the MOA for the whole day. Little-man actually fell asleep with his head in the tray of his stroller. It was hilarious! Saturday night I attempted to make some cookies for a cookie exchange with my mom and her friends on Sunday. I cheated this year and didn't actually bake. I melted a rolo on top of a pretzel; then sandwiched a second pretzel on top; then drizzled the "cookie" with melted peanut butter chocolate....extremely easy...and a good sweet-salty balance.
Sunday was spent being lazy for most of the day. The Vikings won..but my pick, AP, sucked...so there goes my playoff chances in Fantasy..oh well, there's always next year :) Sunday night we went to the cookie exchange. Little-man held up well..but I am regretting staying as late as we did because little-man was a PILL this morning! Hopefully I'll be a better mom and get him to bed at a reasonable time tonight! I hope everyone had a great weekend! Toodles!

Random Holiday's

Today, I'm sitting at my desk listening to holiday music. I am also working, but right now, the holiday music has my attention. There are a couple of things I feel the need to write down. First, why do they always seem to play the same song by the same artist about four times a day? I LOVE holiday music, but I am pretty sick of the Africa song "do they know its christmas in Africa"...and there are a few others I can't think of because Winter Wonderland is playing...and it's tough to think of songs when you're singing one!
Another thing I will admit to doing today is attempting to win tickets to Manheim Steamroller from 102.9. Has anyone ever actually gotten through on those radio telephone lines to win tickets?! Not to admit that I have been side-tracked by this...but I have tried every single time today to dial in to win these silly tickets...and it is ALWAYS busy! Is this some sort of conspiracy against me? Or am I just really unlucky...? All I know is you can't win unless you try...so I guess I'll keep trying for now..Wish me LUCK! I'm gonna need it :-)

Poop

I was talking to a friend on the phone last night, and she mentioned something she thought was gross (it had something to do with her finace' being sick...i'll let your imagination do the rest). She quickly apologized stating "sorry, that was probably too much information." Then I started thinking....
I don't think there are any bodily function issues that become "TMI" after you become a parent. Since having little-man, I have been pooped on, peed on, spit up on, had to clean up throw up (like adult throw-up, but from a sick little baby) and snotted on.....Unfortunately, I really don't think telling me a story about puking and having the runs is going to gross me out at this point in my life.
So a warning to new parents, or those who are thinking about having children anytime soon...it will change your life..in more ways you could ever expect!! Toodles!

Losing My Mind...

I have a friend who has a theory about their brain cells. She says that brain cells are like a heard of Buffalo...some are strong, and some are weak. With this in mind, I have come to the realization that I have killed off most (if not all) of my weak Buffalo...and have unfortunately started killing off my strong Buffalo.
I say this because I have been extremely absent minded lately...for no reason. I thought I had figured out what was causing my lapse in memory (I had chalked it up to "that time of the month") but today, I stand corrected. I know you can't reproduce brain cells...I keep forgetting to do really simple small tasks that a kindergartner could do! It's driving me nuts! I think I need to seriously work on making whatever parts of my brain I have not killed off a whole lot stronger!

Weekend Warrior

Friday was a challenging day for me. Yes, it was the end of the week...but it seemed like the week had progressively gotten more stressful, leading up to Friday, which felt like the most stressed day of the entire week! On Friday, after picking up little man, I proceeded to have a mini-melt down about god only knows what (I later discovered that my melt down was prompted by PMS, which I should have known..but had totally forgotten about). My friend Mark came to the rescue by coming over to hang out for a little bit. It was nice to have him come over, even if it was just for a little while...it relaxed me to the point of me passing out on the couch at about 9, and him letting himself out (taking my spare keys to lock the door behind him).
Saturday was packed full of fun! Little-man and I were out the door by 9:30am to get his hair cut. We went to a place called Kids Hair. They were very catering towards kids by having boosters and a safety strap to hold the little people in the chair (it sounds bad when you write it down...lol). Each hair station had a TV with a movie playing. Little-man sat like a champ..but had a slight look of fear mixed with confusion about what was going on. This was his first haircut in an actual salon..the other ones had been done by me at home or my cousin (who is a professional...but she did his haircut at her house). I don't know if I would bring him back to that particular salon..the only reason why we went their was a $2 off coupon I had printed off of the Internet. Immediately following his haircut, we picked Mark up to head out to the MOA. Our mission was to go to Underwater world...and boy was it FUN! We couldn't have timed Underwater world more perfect. There weren't too many people, and we got to see them feed the sharks!! We spent about an hour in the underwater aquarium..and by the time we ventured into the mall it was time to eat lunch. After lunch, we scurried to see Santa. He was just getting back from his lunch break, and we were the third family in line. The Santa at the MOA was unbelievable too!! Little-man was warmed up to Santa, sitting on his lap and smiling for a picture within 30 seconds. I was completely amazed! I know they pay this Santa BIG BUCKS....but he deserves every penny!! Santa also gave us a free ride ticket...and because Little-man could only ride the kiddie rides, it translated into two free rides. Little-man had a BLAST! He is still too young to understand that you can only ride once, but during the roller coaster, and the balloon ride he was laughing and he even put his arms straight up in the air at one point! I haven't quite figured out how to post pictures on here yet...but when I do, I'll try to get some good ones up here :)
Sunday was pretty low key in the morning. In the afternoon, I started power cleaning because one of my friends was going to pick up Little-man and take him to her work holiday kids party. I was excited for Little-man...but even more excited for the free time I was going to have. I decided to go and see a movie. I ended up at the Cheap Theater with a friend, and we saw the Bourne Ultimatum (I think that's how ya spell it!). Matt Damon=HOT! It was a very action packed movie...a little too much violence for me...but the eye candy was worth every second. After the movie, I met Little-man at home, got him into bed...did a few loads of my never-ending laundry...and here I am...Another day, another dollar :) Hope everyone had a great weekend!!! Toodles!