withdrawals

I am seriously going through some withdrawals. every night at work i get onto one of my on line loops. http://www.gymbofriends.com/ EVERY NIGHT. there is a group of ladies on there that i chat with every night. but the site is down tonight. no late night chat, no perusing the bst boards, no reading posts, nothing...... i am DYING a slow painful death... come one my readers who are members of GF. can you feel it? I know you can! i love that group- love the chats, love the posts..{even the drama llama ones that i read with great interest but very rarley post on because well i just dont have the balls.}. and well lets face it. I love the clothes. it didn't start out that way. I started out as a gymboree hater. now I am addicted. Its sad w hen your husband calls you into your sons room to look at the pants he has piled on to their beds that would clothe a small world country. or when you look in their combined closet and see at the least 40 crazy wild button down print shirts. in the realm of gymboree addicts I am not that bad. I am good. I buy markdowns, sales , coupons ect. never full price. never. ever. ever. if you look at pics of other peoples closests they have the matching purse from every line. we don't. we have our faves. they get used... thouroughly- if not they get resold. we wear our clothes multiple many times- until they are worn out. i am not the type to buy have them wear it once or have so many clothes that nothing gets repeated. i am not that bad. but i definatley have my fave outfits.
however, jadyn did remark to her dad when he showed me the boys pants... daddy come look at my closet.... i have enough clothes for the next 3million years.
lord help me....

shower time...........

So let me tell you about shower time in my house. I got home at 815 this am. it is day 5 in my 6 day stretch of midnights. I hate my 6 day stretches, but then I get 2 days off and alas, because I am a college student AGAIN. This is the schedule I must keep. esp since I am going to be full time student in the fall of 09, so i need to just suck it up and be done.
Anyway I get home and I get donuts on my way home, I don't always do this but at least one time a weekend when I am working I do so I have my handy dandy discount card from J's school, seriously the best card I have ever bought { on this card one of the offers is buy 1/2 dozen donuts at DD, get 1/2 dozen free... dude... a DOZEN Dunkin Donuts for 4.99 who can resist?}
It never fails EVERY time I call home on my way home- wyatt the 2 yr old gets on the phone and says "hi mommy, you have donuts....?" and donuts is always pronoucned dooonnnuuuts? like its a delicacy- just the word needs to be savored. Most mornings I say "no baby I don't have donuts" to which he replies "ok mommy, daddy mommy no has donuts for me"
so on the rare saturdays that I do bring donuts home {it has been every other Sat- but now I am working the next 6 weekends straight so I am assuming this will be the next 6 Sat conversations}
"Wy- mommy is on her way home"
"Hi mommy- you have donnnuuuuuttttttttsss?"
"yes Wy I am bringing donuts home."
SCREEEEEEEEECCCCHHH
"Daddy my mommy my mommy...... breath breath breah.... my MOMMYS HAS DONUTS FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE' and the phone drops. on the floor. literally.

Darold then picks up the phone and says " I hear you are bringing donuts". I get home they are waiting, drooling, grabbing the donuts before i get htem to the counter. you would swear i dont feed them. Wy my ever clown, takes his donuts , looks at it and falls to the floor pretending to pass out. Nice wyatt... nice.

Fast forward to upstairs. I immediatly go upstairs and turn ont he shower... toHOT, like burn my skin like a lobster hot, because thats the way I like my showers, and because as you who are nurses know... it doesn't matter how hard or easy your night goes you always SMELL like hospital. I could have no vomit, no poopies, no codes nothing and I would still Smell like hospital. so I always strip down and shower as soon as I get home. So i get in my scalding, skin ripping, lobster turning shower and douse my hair, am reveling in the ALONENESS of the shower because truley as the mom of 3 rascals under the age of 7 this is IT. this is as good as it gets! Soon i hear "knock knock .... mommy what u doing? "
me: nothing Wyatt mommy is taking a shower
Wyatt: mommy I help you? I get in?
Me: no wy this is mommys shower..

pitter pitter pitter
Patrick: BAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Mommy you are NAKED {as he points and laughs at mea t the top of his lungs }

cue- running...... Daddy daddy daddy my mommy is naked.. come see..... and all I can hear is Darold laughing in the bedroom.
Wyatt: mommy please i come in with you?
me: NO!
Jadyn: mommy mommy mommy patrick/.wyatt/daddy {just inserta name... whoever has irritated her at the time } is looking at me/breathing wrong/picking one me {insert annoying activity here}
me: ok Jadyn just walk away
cue stomping feet... BUT MOMMy
{cue circus music.}
me: DUDE Darold I need 5 minutses to myself......
wyatt: mommy plllleaseeeeeeeeee
me: fine. get in. seriously. t his is ridiculous. do you have to get in? seriously.
wyatt: {stripping down} yup yup yup
So i turn the water down to tepid.. really the worst way to take a shower
Wy gets in...
wy: mommy whasss that? wheres your ernie ? {poiinting at my vajay jay} whats that?
mommy boobie boobie
ME: ok d get me a towel I am done. literally.
sigh.......... shower time...

dear Mcdonalds

Dear McDonalds:

I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for helping me get fat...... no seriously I GET that it is my own darn fault, for eating your deliously greasy food, that its my own damn fault that I can't stay way. but Why oh Why does it have to taste so good?
I know the minute I eat it I am going to RUN... literally run.. I am not kidding folks- every time I eat it I go running for the bathroom and tell my dear husband, "DONT EVER LET ME EAT THIS CRAP AGAIN"
to which he laughs and says.. "ok yeah right. so the next time you ask me to go get you a #1 with a sweet tea I should just say no? ummm ok Chrissi I value my life."
Seriously its bad. I can 't even go t hrough the drive through with the pretense of JUST getting a sweet tea. I have to then get either a big mac or a double cheeseburger and who can resist the fries?
I have a serious love /hate relationship with Mcdonalds. maybe if i tell myself I am allergic to Big Macs I will be able to stay away?

Jadyn's first day of school.

Ok so I am a few days late....... Its been a hectic week. Jadyn started first grade this week...sniff...sniff.......sniiiiiffffff. Its sad for me, bittersweet really- I remember every bit of my pregnancy with her, my preterm labor, the bedrest and literally every second of my labor and birth with her. all 23 hrs and 42 minutes of it. its odd really, because I don't remember alot about the boy's labor but for some reason hers sticks with me. Kindergarten was still sad, but she was still my kindergarten baby, still a little girl. First grade marks a rite of passage almost. she is no longer my baby girl... she is growingup, my little fashionista, diva, social butterfly, little leaguer all rolled into one.

She got glasses over the summer, just for reading, board work ect. at first she was excited than embarressed. refused to wear them, came up with every exscuse in the book.

ME: Jadyn we need to wear our glasses, they are really cool, I let you pick them out- why won't you wear them?

J: noone will recognize me, they will say hey whose the new girl. my friends wont love me blah blah blah the list goes on and on and on...litererally.

So we get to school at the same time as her 2 bff's. they were all like hey we are in first grade. for about 3 SECONDS. once they went into the gym they were all huddled up together crying please don't make us stay please let us go home and play- J took off her glasses and threw them at me and backed herself into a corner " I am NOT staying she said", I am coming home with you RIGHT NOW. ..... first of all let me say "DUDE" "you are staying right here...... you are GOING to school!!!!! so us mom's of the three girls sneak out while they are still sniffling and look back in and they are ok. the first day goes ok.... we hear about the school and how cute this boy is ect ect ect. I get the agenda book home on friday and the communication log says "jadyn had a great first week, but needs to remmeber not to talk during instruction time"..really? J a talker? seriously? I never would have guessed
so here are some pics ofhre and the boys and our nieghtbor boy Ben on her first day of
FIRST GRADE.

First week of class

So this semester I am only taking one class. I have 3 pre reqs to get in. the books for my A&P class I only need to purchase one time. its for a&p I and II. however the books so far have totaled well over 400.00 anyway I" won't have books for a&P II next semester just for my english class. I walk in to the school on tuesday- having no idea where i am going.. none.... and i am sure that i look like a total friggin idiot. Walking around looking in hallways, trying to find some CLUE as to where I am supposed to be at. then I find a clump of people who kind of look as lost as me. "are you guys trying to find Anatomy?" "yup we are" they say. FINALLY 10 minutes later we find the class room. Thankfully we are early. I always try to be early. the class is full. full of highschool looking girls in teeny tiny tanktops that I am quite sure one of my boobs wouldn't even fit in. QUITE SURE. high school looking kids that act like they could give a S*** if they are there are not. there are some adults in the class. I try to find a spot that would not put me next to an idiot as I have to do well in these classes to get into the nursing program if I want to finish my RN. people start filtering in 5-10 minutes late. the teacher says "well class apparently these people don't have the same clock we do"...DUDE... note to self... don't EVER be late for this ladies class. Someone shows up sits down gets out her ENGLISH book and says oh isn't this English 101? SERIOUSLY? you don't look at your schedule? no.. this is anatomy- so off she goes.. convinced she is to be in english. 5 minutes comes back in heeeheeeheee i AM supposed to be here giggle giggle giggle... dude... you are so not funny all you have shown us is what a friggin idiot you are. then proceeds to LOUDLY state that she knows all this stuff. she has taken this class 3 times. 3 TIMES? and you want to brag? seriously.... I would be hiding. so then someone filters in 15 minutes late and says what do i need to do? Teacher states "apparently you need to go back out into the hallway for ANOTHER 15 minutes" DUDE... second note to self... always always be early..never ever ever late. then comes the test... she hands out a 75 question pretest... to test our knowledge base.... all organic chem, chem, physics stuff I have not taken for 10 yrs or better. i hand in the test and she says how did you do? i say not very good. she says do you have healthcare exp? ummm yes maam i am a nurse.... i dont remember this crap. Said idiot who brags about taking the class 3 times {one time she failed because she had a baby in the middle of the semester...maybe this is not the time to tell her i had two babies during nursing school and STILL graduated 2nd in my class... or maybe I should?} leaves at 8. class is not over till 930. she says her ride and her BOO are here to pick her up and she was POSITIVE that the "teach" was only going to go over the syllabus and let us go. IDIOT. Fast forward to lab- I am missing tha tbook. the book store is out fo them. it is t60.00. 60.00 that I don't have this week. the total is now well over 400.00, just for books. my instinct is to run far far away... but i need this class. i need my RN. I need to prove to myself that I CAN do this. that I can do the LPN to RN track and that I am better for it. sigh.... i think i need to go bury myself in my 400 dollar books now.

some things I never thought I would say

Ok so I have seen this in alot of blogs, and in some mommy loops I am a part of so here is Chrissi's own version of

Things I never thought I would say.......


No.. you MAY not jump off the bed. counting down from 5,4,3,2,1 BLASTOFF does NOT mean you are a rocket ship.

No... your Nike shoes are NOT power boosters... I don't care WHAT you think that swoosh means, you can not fly.

No> the piggy does NOT need to eat your hot dog {the guinea pig} CERTAINLY not after you have eaten off of it, and please please please for the love of god do not take a bite AFTER you have fed said piggy a bite of your hot dog.

Wy- I promise promise promise baby- you can't fit INTO the piggy's cage, nor does he want you there.
J- I swear piggy can not sleep with you and I swear on all that is holy if I find you trying to "sneak "him into your bed again... I may lose it.

The top bunk WAS NOT p ut there for you to jump off of. I know it looks tempting.,.. please there is nothing at the bottom to break your fall.

BOYS~ there is an indoor voice... i know that you dont think there is.. really mommy wouldn't lie to you... there is. LETS TRY IT.

Yes- there is a Santa, no mommy isn't lying... yes your friend is wrong. I promise there is one. and NO he wont come if you put that darn piggy in your bed again.

wy- you have GOT to stop singing Whiskey out the bottle.. yes we know kid rock well he ROCKs... but nanny and pawpaw might not like it if you sing that song to them... and while we are at it can you stop saying dammit too?????

oh and patrick... can we stop peeing out the back door? I know when you are int he basement its tempting.. .darn it I WISH I could pee out the back door. its just not... well lets just not do it anymore shall we?

Jadyn- you are NOT getting married in first grade, nor are you having 8 kids in 2nd grade. its not going to happen sister friend! if daddy has his way it will NEVER happen. oh and NO you may not call your little "boyfriend" on the phone... STOP ASKING,



ok so I never thought I would be a mommy- never thought I wanted to be a mommy- I was just a little country party girl. never thought I would find the right guy and get married. much less have 3 kiddos....... but here i am 10 years and 3 kiddos later and saying things that honest to goodness I have to laugh at half the time. I love my life though........

I CAN'T FIND MY DAMN

CHARGER FOR MY CAMERA TO SAVE MY EVER LOVING LIFE! I WANT TO TAKE TONS OF PICS THIS WEEKEND- ITS THE LAST WEEKEND BEFORE J STARTS SCHOOL- I HAVE ALL OF THESE IDEAS OF PICS I WANT TO TAKE TO UPDATE MY FLICKR ACCT AND ECT ECT NOT TO MENTION FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL PICTURES AND I CAN'T FIND MY CHARGER. ITS STARTING TO IRRITATE ME! IF YOU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS OF WHERE TO LOOK LEMME KNOW!!!!!!