Yikes!

Well, as I look at my poor pathetic attempt at posting these past few weeks, it hits me. I'm busy as hell. Ugh. I hate being this busy. And what am I doing? I have no flopping idea. I'm a stay at home mom, who's kids go to school. Granted Claire is only part time. Which translates into me having 1 and 1/2 hours to myself in the mid day, but seriously!

Ok. I guess looking at it, I HAVE re arranged almost every closet in my house, however they could really use a good clean out again. And I've been filling my time with doctor after doctor appointments. But really...what DO I do?

My bestie, (I love to say that...I feel like Amy Farrah Fowler from Big Bang Theory) just shared with me that a mutual friend of ours hates to hear SAHM's say they are busy. I hate it too. Cause seriously. WHAT do I do?

Anyway. Our lives will be filled with fun and excitement these next few days. Thanksgiving is around the corner! I love turkey day. It makes me ridiculously happy. With all the food, and family and shopping. Yep that's right Black Friday here I come.

I do intend to post a video of Miles' HOEDOWN. Cause let me tell you. It's just about the sweetest thing you'll ever see. When he dosey doe's I swear to God he's about to burst with gooey sticky sweetness. But....I can't figure out how to do it. So.....it'll have to wait.

At any rate. Have a Rip-roaring-eat-till-you-burst-or-till-your-pants-do Thanksgiving.

I think I've fallen into a slump

It's hilarious if you think about it.

I drive the neighbor girl to school everyday in the morning. My schedule is as follows. 7:45 pick up neighbor kid. 7:47 drop kid and Miles off at school. 7:50 come back home. Proceed with rest of day.

As you can tell it's early. And a very quick trip. No need to "pretty it up" to get the kids to school. So I wear the usual mom uniform. Yoga pants, tennis shoes, sweatshirt, and as of late, a jacket. Oh and the ever popular ponytail. Like, I wear it everyday. Then I come home, eat breakfast, feed Claire, and get her ready for school. THEN I take a shower and get ready for the rest of the day.

Yesterday, neighbor girl gets into the car, (she's in the 1st grade) settles in, looks at me with earnest, and says, "Mrs. Teepants, do you OWN any real clothes?"

*chirp chirp chirp*

Yeah. A 6 year old called me out on my fashion. I told her, "Nope. I only own one pair of pants and one shirt and one jacket. Wasn't it sad?"

Maybe I'll wear my wedding dress to pick her up today.

Look at what I'm dealing with

I swear. My kids are possessed. Claire hates her barbie doll. She said she had to "Hang her for her crimes." I don't know what those crimes are necessarily, but really? Should barbies HAVE crimes against little girls?


And no wonder neither of them can sleep well in their bedrooms. Messed up I tell ya. Messed up.

Miles' room signage:


And Claire's room:


And on such adorable stationary too.

Therapy is the new black

Well I'm just going to put it all out there now. (As if I haven't already) I've started going to therapy again. I went many many years ago after my divorce. I was diagnosed with PTSD. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Fucking A right it was. When you're beat daily and verbally abused for 3 years, it tends to mess a girl up. So I went. Did all the exercises, made all my appointments, and after quite sometime, I was able to move on from it. Not that there isn't some residual fall out from what I dealt with, but let me tell you, I'm not in the fetal position for a day because I "had a bad dream".

I'm not a girl who will let something that has happened to me DEFINE who I am. I don't like being held prisoner by my feelings.

So when events of my life, and how I feel about them, have creeped into my physical well being, I decided to FINALLY deal with it.

I went for the first time yesterday. Love the therapist. She's fabulous. In a one hour session, she was able to pinpoint what was happening and why. She was able to ask questions that I didn't even think about. She was able to find other things that may be contributing to my whatever it is. She's also testing me for Anxiety and situational depression. Sad right? I'm usually a pretty happy go lucky kind of person. I have a fabulous marriage, great kids, super friends and a supportive family that is unmatched.

However, there are things that are causing stress in my life, and I'm tired of being upset about it. So here I am. Talking about my feelings again. It's cool though. Half the world is in therapy, and the other half just doesn't know they need it yet.

Besides, I'm tired of being sick about every stupid little thing. It's getting old fast. So here's to a new and improved me. Yay me!

It was a dark and stormy night

Not really. It was a really pleasant evening. Halloween 2011 has come and gone. But the candy bags remain completely full. Granted it's only been 4 days, but 4 days with unlimited amounts of candy. And my kids have chosen not to eat it. (I have no idea who they're related to)

We began our Trick or Treating extravaganza a week earlier. Our local market has what they call a Boo Bash. Kids can dress up and trick or treat through the grocery store. If you're interested in going next year check out Kowalski's Market.

This year the kids went as Harry Potter and the Vampire Queen.


On the actual day of Halloween, Claire mixed it up. She loves dressing up and wanted to make her costume CREEPY. So she went as a porcelain doll zombie. Really. All her idea.


We also had quite a group this year. My sisters, my sister and brother in law, the neighbors, the OLD neighbors, and miscellaneous nieces and nephews. We covered the entire neighborhood and went to the fire department. It was quite a brood.




Hope you all had a great halloween!