Horrible, horrible day

You know how you just have a FEELING that you're going to have a bad day and that you should perhaps stay in bed with the covers over your head?? Today was one of those days.

I'm going to take you through my day by steps and you can all feel SOOOOO much better that your day did not suck ass like my own personal day.

1. Nathan did not sleep well. Yes, I realize he's only 3 months old and thus all bets are off with sleep, but he usually does a good 6-7 hour stretch and I've become rather used to that stretch and when I did NOT GET IT, I was a wee bit put out.
2. Of course we all know that Nathan, being my adorable and precious baby who can do no wrong, does not get the brunt of my anger. Oh no.. I save that for my HUSBAND! So Jeff tried to do something nice and took Nathan out of the bedroom around 6am and went downstairs so I could sleep in. (To be fair, Jeff was out last night with friends having drinks and BEING SOCIAL while I was home with Nathan, but still, it was nice of him to let me sleep).
3. I woke up a little past 6am to howling wind and torrential downpours when I remembered that our basement door was unlocked. It was unlocked because Jeff had put in a load of laundry last night and we hadn't brought it up. So I went tearing down the stairs and threw on a pair of sandals while I told Jeff I was going to lock the door and get the laundry. Apparently in my rush I was talking louder than I would normally and I woke up Nathan. This sparked a "discussion" between Jeff and I myself.
4. My package of "fat clothes" came in the mail and the jeans were a little snug. Let me underline that for you. I got clothes in sizes I have NEVER WORN IN MY LIFE and the jeans WERE TIGHT. This was not destined to put me in a good mood. I sausaged my ass into the jeans and went about my day.
5. Jeff and I spent $200+ on things for Nathan. Fun things like oh, diapers and wipes and formula and new bottles and God the excitement never ends! As a result we are broke, broke, broke and this of course makes me want to spend, spend, spend or eat, eat, eat which is why we are broke and I am fat - but I digress.
6. On the way home from Babies R Us I had "An Incident". Without going into too many details I suddenly, and urgently needed to use a bathroom. IMMEDIATELY. Did it matter that Jeff needed to pick up a prescription? Hell no. Did it matter that Jeff wanted to deposit a check to cover our spending spree mentioned earlier? Not in the least. I forced Jeff to drive home at breakneck speeds where I RACED to the bathroom and got there just in time. I left Jeff to bring in Nathan and the gazillion of bags and boxes that we had picked up at Babies R Us.
7. I made Jeff use the plunger on the toilet.

Anyone feel like telling me about their own horrible day?? You know, to try and make me feel better??? ANYONE???

Love/Hate Relationship with Lottery Tickets

Jeff and I celebrated our 3 year anniversary on September 8th. I got Jeff just a few things since we're still trying to watch our pennies. I got him the following:
A Card
Two bags of jellybeans
4 scratch tickets ($5 each so a total of $20).

See, Jeff buys scratch tickets from time to time, and he will even occasionally buy a lottery ticket if he remembers to. Me? I'm not a big fan of the lottery. I kind of feel like it's a waste of money and that if I was going to buy lottery tickets I would be better off putting that money in a savings account. Of course I watch things like "The Lottery Changed my Life" and I want to run out and buy tickets because of course I fantasize about WINNING the lottery. But I almost always regret the purchase. I mean, if I DO win, it's like a dollar. And poor Jeff? The tickets I got him were complete losers. And I'm slightly annoyed I spent the $20 on the tickets and perhaps I should have got him a gift card to like Starbucks or something. At least than I wouldn't feel like I had thrown money down the drain.

What do you guys think? Do you play the lottery? If so, do you play often?

Neighborhood aka Party Central

Right now there are two houses across the street from Jeff and I having parties. The house across from us has a steep driveway that ends right in front of our house. Or to be more exact, right into Nathan's room. This makes me kind of nervous since these parties include drinking. Quite a bit of drinking. Granted, Nathan sleeps in our room right now (in a co-sleeper next to our bed) but his nursery is right next to the street. Not really a big deal since we live on a private road with mostly families. But across from us is Party Central and there's a couple of guys who live there that throw loud get togethers. (Let's not forget Disco Ball Fred who lives on our other side, but he's been pretty quiet lately since getting a girlfriend). And right now there is loud music, drinking, and lights. Nathan is passed out upstairs in our room and I have the air conditioner running to help drown out the noise, but I'm pretty ticked off. This is a residential neighborhood. A residential neighborhood with families. On one side of us is a family with 4 kids, and across the street is a family with 2 small kids. At the top of our hill is another house with 2 kids. So it's pretty family oriented and I don't know what would possess single men to buy homes in this neighborhood. And personally I think it's pretty disrespectful to have loud music going on at all hours of the night. It's not like these guys don't KNOW there are small children living near them, so I just don't get it. Anyway there's no real point to this post other than I'm irritated and it's making me want to move Nathan's crib into our room to keep in safe.

Dog

See how I wrote just a few hours ago that I cleaned the living room? Vacuumed the rug and all that? Well Monty just deposited the entire contents of his stomach ALL OVER MY NICE CLEAN RUG.

Why do I even bother?

Sick Day

What is it about me that has an inability to sit around and do nothing when I'm sick?? I've been cranky and tired and just plain achy these last few days and in an effort to be nice Jeff took Nathan to a brunch with his family - leaving me with the house to myself. Well I slept till about 9:30am (BLISS!!!) and took a shower and then...

I vacuumed the kitchen and living room
Pulled up our throw rug and vacuumed underneath it and put down a rug pad
Cursed at rug pad because it was too small but wound up using it regardless
Mopped kitchen floor
Took out trash
Ran laundry

And I also really, really miss my baby. See, Jeff took Nathan with him. Since birth, I do not recall being in the house without Nathan. Jeff has gone out a few times for karaoke and I've stayed home with Nathan, and I've gone out a few times without Nathan (okay, I think I've been out once without him), but for the most part I've had Nathan with me. He may be in the other room sleeping, but he's been with me. And I miss my baby. I really, really miss my baby. As a result I'm sitting here and staring at the clock and wondering just when Jeff and Nathan will get home so I can hold my baby boy. I can't rest, I can't relax, I just want my baby back.

My question is, is this normal?? I'm serious people, is this normal?? It's not like Nathan is with a stranger, and I'm not worried about Nathan. I just WANT HIM BACK. Someone please tell me I haven't gone insane, and feel free to lie to me if I have!

Holy Crap Check This Out!

I was watching SyFy this afternoon and there was a marathon of those really, really horrible Leprechaun movies from the 80's. I've never really watched any of those movies all the way through because even though I love bad movies, these were below even my standards (I know, I'm shocked as well). And that's when I struck bad movie gold:




Yes people, it's LEPRECHAUN IN SPACE!!!! The little blurb describing it says that the Leprechaun is trying to marry an ALIEN PRINCESS SO HE CAN RULE THE UNIVERSE. You KNOW I had to Tivo it. I am so excited to watch it, so excited. But now Jeff is saying he can't watch 4 without watching the other three.. that watching it out of order isn't going to work. My feeling is, it's a LEPRECHAUN MOVIE. What do you need to know?? Evil little leprechaun loses his pot of gold and kills people to get it back. The End. There's no PLOT... there's no ACTING... this is not Oscar nominee material. It's about a LEPRECHAUN IN SPACE.... Let's just start the Tivo and hit play!

But if I DO have to sit through the first three movies, I'll be sure to write about them so I guess it's a win/win situation all around!

Horror

Everyone here already knows about my love affair with QVC, right? And I particularly enjoy watching "Quaker Factory" because the woman who makes all these bedazzled creations is just a walking ball of entertainment. Well I was surfing the QVC website and of COURSE looking through all the sparkly, rhinestone encrusted creations that are for sale for "Quaker Factory" and I came across these:

Yes, it is a sweatshirt declaring your love for your cat. YOUR CAT. It lists all the charming reasons you love your cat (don't have to give them a bath or walk them being some of the reasons) and it's all written on YOUR CHEST FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO SEE! This is so awful, so beyond awful I can't even think properly. This sweatshirt basically says - "I don't have sex". It also says "I have given up the hope of ever having sex". And it also says "I have about 3 dozen cats at home and spend my weekends hosting birthday parties for them". You know, I loved my own dear cat Princess Lily. She was spoiled and pampered and I adored her. She was my baby. She could do NO WRONG in my eyes. But I did not EVER wear a sweatshirt proclaiming this to the world.

Oh, and you dog lovers out there? Don't feel left out because there's one for you as well. I just couldn't copy the picture here for some reason. But feel free to take a peak at it on QVC.com!