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Mama Did A Bad Bad Thing

Overall, my Christmas and New Years was good. My department at my company shuts down forcing us to take the two weeks. They never have to twist my arm about it.

The only thing that was really bad this holiday season was all the sickness. A few days before Christmas I got a cold and my daughter did as well. My cold lasted all the way til Christmas. During those days each one of my children got fever, sore throats, the works. Then once everyone got it, my kids got the stomach flu a few days before New Years. One by one, family members were dropping like flies.  In fact, my hubby was basically unconscious for two days. He got the combo: flu and stomach flu.  I was the only one who didn’t get the stomach flu. According to the hubs, I did.

I started to feel sick Thursday evening. I immediately was worried cause I am wuss when it comes to throwing up or anything stomach related.  I was feeling so queasy I retired early to bed. Sometime in the middle night I up-chucked! It was horrible. It always is. My hubs comforted me  afterwards that it was just the stomach flu.

However, as soon as I threw up I immediately felt better. Like instantly. I didn’t feel horrible or dizzy or any of the other symptoms my husband was assuring would soon follow.

So what did I do?

I milked it…. yep, the entire day. I slept the entire day. My hubby was so nice, and comforting bringing me whatever I asked for.  Every time he would come in I would act groggy which I was from sleeping all day.  He even made dinner.

I have always wanted to sleep all day. I miss sleep. Sleep has become the holy grail for me.  And obviously, I needed it cause I slept the entire day. And when I got bored because people stopped checking on me or paying attention to me, I limped downstairs and ate dinner like at 6pm.

Do I feel bad?

Not really….. I mean. I did throw up. Thats pretty hardcore. It shakes you to your very core.

Hmm, why am I feeling judgment from you all. Do I have to quote Ferris Bueller??? I basically am Ferris Bueller… just the mommy/wife version. Where is that movie??

Wait…. it would just be a movie about someone sleeping huh?

Wordless Wednesday- Día de la Raza

Today is Dia de la Raza in Mexico (Day of the Race). I really don’t know what that means…. and I could google it but…… I am not really in the mood for much.

Yes otherwise lazy!!

Its something about Columbus discovering Mexico … blah blah blah…

So here is a little something for Dia de la Raza!!! Get out your Mexican jumping beans and your big ass sombrero!!

Thank you for discovering us Columbus. Without you, we might still be barefooted making tortillas in some man’s kitchen.

Wait…. I have shoes!

And I just cleaned the shit out of this person’s bathroom!

Moving on up people!!

Hello … I don’t know if you remember me…

but I used to blog here many moons ago. Do you remember me?

Well truth is I missed you. However, I was on vacation from work. SO I was on vacation from you.

 

Me and the three other people who live in my head

 

Stinks I know.

I had a great week and half off.

Well the first week sucked. I worked Monday and Tuesday, then spent every night awake til like 4am wrapping presents.  You know how that works. You have to wait til those little buggers are asleep because of Santa and all that.  So by Christmas … I just wanted it to be over with.

However it was a good Christmas. My kids were really happy. Savannah got her Nintendo DSi with games, her Pony Pillow Pet, a Barbie, puzzles, Zu Zu pets, My Little Pet Shop, and other stuff. Sienna got a baby that poops and pees (that’s actually funny), a bike with a baby carrier in back, a Bumble Bee Pillow Pet, Zu Zu Pets, My Little Pet Shop and other stuff. My baby boy Ryan got a two-wheeler, a football, soccer ball, a basket ball, tools, trucks, guns, tonka trucks, a play carpet and other stuff.

Ryan was funny because after opening the first two gifts he was done. He didn’t want to open anymore presents.

I think I told you I got the hubby a shotgun. Yes I am the coolest wife ever.  And a Miles Austin jersey.

I got boots, the new Dan Brown book The Lost Symbol, a purse, pajamas,  USB drive, and a iTunes card! Holla! I am very happy.

The week after Christmas was wonderful. Days of sleeping in, hanging around the house doing nothing. Pure bliss.

 

Ahh yes!

 

It’s funny cause during the entire time of Christmas, we were enjoying weather in the 70’s. However, finally Thursday night it snowed. Texas was feeling a little left out while the rest of the country was covered in snow. It was nice. But I wanted to end already. Because of that night, it’s been cold ever since. Then Friday, New Year’s Eve, we went to the Sun Bowl for the Notre Bowl and Miami game. We started tailgating at 7 am! It was freezing. I was wearing two big coats on top of my two sweaters and I was wearing jeans and boots. I was falling asleep in the beginning of the game. Gus kept saying I was going into hypothermia. Probably was. It was fun. Yes, even being frozen like that. I rarely get hubby time anymore.

Sunday we celebrated my baby boy’s 2 birthday. I think I am depressed. I don’t know if I can say he is baby anymore. Two years old is big. I can say he is a toddler. Bummer.

So that’s a recap. Back to work everyday. Boooo Booooo.

But at least I have you guys. Right?

Hello?

Anybody?

Hello?

 

 

The Hero of the Night Aka Super MOM

I went to my daughter’s Christmas performance. She and her class danced to Let it Snow. She was dressed as a little snowflake.  I will have to say as soon as I saw her up there, I choked up. My eyes got all watery, damn it I was in tears. Throughout all the performances, I got choked up again. These cute little kids were killing me.

No one else was crying but this spaz mom. Get it together Marina! Fuck, now its the sugar plum fairies out there dancing away!

I have been a royal mess this Christmas. I have been crying during commercials, radio commercials, Christmas plays, even yesterday as I bought a few more gifts.  So I have concluded that I am either pregnant or I finally lost it. However, I am on the strongest birth control known to man.  No it’s not abstinence! Do you know the guilt trip I would get?!?!

So, I have clearly lost it. I am psycho with feeling and emotion. If you have any muscle relaxers, Xanex, or even Vicodin, I will gladly take your donations.

 

There is a great blogger that normally has a segment entitled “What the Frack Fridays?” and she blogs about the crazy things that happen to her. I had such one occurrence last night.

My kids, especially Ryan, had been sick with congestion. Even though they are doing much better, they still have a cough. And it gets irritated when they run or over-exert themselves. But who am I kidding? Kids are king of overexerting themselves.

“Stop jumping. You are gonna get a coughing fit.”

“Stop running. You’re throat is going to get all dry!”

“Stop laughing at uncontrollably. Psycho runs in this family. Don’t think I won’t have you checked out!”

So Gus was playing with all the kids last night. He would growl and try to catch them. All three of them would run away and soon they would jump on the couch with me and hide under a blanket.  After several minutes of this, Ryan had an attack of the dry coughs. Remember he is only 1 and half, so when he coughs, he acts like he dying. So out of nowhere, he starts to gag and cough. And then he spews out some throw up near me and on the couch. Instinctively, Gus, Savannah, and Sienna, who stop to stare,  start gagging and going through the motions of throwing up. I am in shock that this is all their reactions. And it’s actually kinda funny. They all run out the living room to leave me to clean up Ryan and the mess (of course!).

As I am cleaning this mess, scrubbing the couch, and putting stuff to wash, I am amazed that I didn’t lose my cool (or dinner!). I am such in a good mood that I don’t get grossed out when I realize that there is throw up is in my hair somehow. All I know is I rock. Also, I live with a bunch of pansies.

I hear Gus hacking his lung away in the bathroom. Wimp. Savannah threw up in the bathroom missing the toilet  completely. Amateur. And Sienna has managed to keep her dinner down but she looks a bit pale. Wuss.

I am so proud of myself. I climb up on the living room coffee table and announce to the world, “I am Super Mom. Able to handle sticky situations, smelly messes, runny noses, and other indescribable things. I have an iron stomach. I am super mom!”

Gus was watching me. He looked slightly yellow.

I looked at him and laughed, ” You can kneel at my feet now.”

He rolled his eyes and walked away.

To be a super hero is to be so misunderstood.

What Karma Gave to Me

I realized I am getting old at my age. I need to stop the progression that has started. Stop thinking old Marina! Think new, young, baby, fresh.

This weekend we took the kids to the city’s lighting of the tree, the Christmas parade and light show.

Maybe for the regular American family it would have been Simply Wonderful. Birds would be singing, lovely classical musical would be playing in the distance.  The family would smile  and hug each other.  Singing Christmas carols. Kinda like the Walton’s Christmas.

Like never before

Here is the best way to explain it:

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma  gave to me,

long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

parking charge $8!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

three-mile walk with baby on hip,

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

millions of people to squeeze through,

three-mile walk with baby on hip,

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

$10 glow in the dark balls (cause we gotta have them),

millions of people to squeeze through,

three-mile walk with baby on hip (who weighs 50lbs),

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

stuck in a corner with fussy baby watching parade (hyperventilating!),

$10 glow in the dark balls (cause we gotta have them),

millions of people to squeeze through,

three-mile walk with baby on hip (who weighs 50lbs),

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

getting pushed by random people,

stuck in a corner with fussy baby watching parade (hyperventilating!),

$10 glow in the dark balls (cause we gotta have them),

millions of people to squeeze through,

three-mile walk with baby on hip (who weighs 50lbs),

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

“stop hitting her” , “I wanna go home waaaah ”  “I’m hungry”

getting pushed and shoved by random people,

stuck in a corner with fussy baby watching parade (hyperventilating!),

$10 glow in the dark balls for 4 (cause we gotta have them),

millions of people to squeeze through ,

three-mile walk with baby on hip (who weighs 75 lbs),

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

sore shoulder from holding baby and can’t able to put him down cause we are squished into other people,

“stop hitting her” , “I wanna go home wahhh ”  “I’m hungry”

getting pushed and shoved by random people,

stuck in a corner with fussy baby watching parade (hyperventilating!),

$10 glow in the dark balls for 4 (cause we gotta have them),

millions of people to squeeze through,

three-mile walk with baby on hip (who weighs 75 lbs),

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

that lady just hit  me on purpose I am gonna kill her!!!

sore shoulder from holding baby and can’t able to put him down cause we are squished into other people,

“stop hitting her” , “I wanna go home wahhh ”  “I’m hungry”

getting pushed and shoved by random people,

stuck in a corner with fussy baby watching parade (hyperventilating!),

$10 glow in the dark balls for 4 (cause we gotta have them),

millions of people to squeeze through,

three-mile walk with baby on hip (who weighs 82 lbs),

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

On the day of the City’s lighting,

karma gave to me,

I can’t take this anymore!!!!

that lady just hit  me on purpose I am gonna kill her!!!

sore shoulder, feet, hips, arms  from holding baby and can’t able to put him down cause we are squished into other people,

“stop hitting her” , “I wanna go home wahhh ”  “I’m hungry”

getting pushed and shoved by random people,

stuck in a corner with fussy baby watching parade (hyperventilating!),

$10 glow in the dark balls for 4 (cause we gotta have them),

millions of people to squeeze through,

three-mile walk with baby on hip (who weighs 100 lbs),

parking charge $8 bucks!

& long ass lines to park.

 

Try standing around downtown for this “Christmas magical event” for 4 hours with three kids and toddler with 100,000 people and their kids. I am surprised I was not arrested/passed out/ trampled on/ killed/ or killed anyone.

Merry effin Christmas y’all.

Glad we did it. But never again.

Never. Again.

 


 



 


 


 





 

I Lose Against the Tree & (sighhh) Team Jacob

First off I have to say that Don Meredith, may you rest in peace.  Meredith played for the Cowboys from 1960-1968, becoming the starting quarterback in 1965. While he never led the Cowboys to the Super Bowl, Meredith was one of the franchise’s first stars. It’s sad because even though I never actually saw him play, I still knew of him and knew his legacy.

He was hot!

Despite this sad news, I am annoyingly chipper for a Monday. I have no idea why. Maybe it was that I opted for Starbucks beans instead of regular ones to snort.  And then I installed a espresso drip just now so I am flying high people. High.

Kids please say no to all drugs except the ones that keep you awake.

We got a Christmas tree. We always get the real ones. For one,  a real tree means automatic air freshener. And at my house, we need it. Not that we lack in bathing. We just have diapers, and feet, and trashes that are never taken out unless I take them out.  Goodie.  So now for the rest of the month, my home will smell like a forest. Nice.

And second, personally, something about a tree that is plastic ( or whatever it’s made of)  and that you put together every Christmas, just seems, well… sad. True, you’re not vacuuming every five seconds like I am now. I have been very fortunate because my little man doesn’t show the slightest interest in the tree. He was asleep when we carried it into the living room.  And once he woke up, he saw and seemed unfazed. He was like , Ok there is a tree in our living room. Moving on.

However, it been there the couple of days lacking any type of decoration and garner.  This is where the Scrooge steps in.

Me.

I hate to decorate. I also have the task of decorating the office every Christmas. And yes I do wait for the last-minute to do it.  I just really suck at decorating and I don’t like to do it because it always looks, well cheesy.

So I attempted to put the lights on the tree. Easy enough, right? I must be Christmas tree retarded! I must be Christmas tree stupid!  Once I reached the end to plug it into the extension cord I realized that I had the wrong end.

Jesus Mother of God!

So I took down all the lights. And started again. This tree is 7 ft tall. I have to stand on a table since I am hobbit size as Gus calls me. As long as he is not calling me a yeti, we are all good. So again, I rearranged it. This whole time, I have the kids screaming, running,  chucking the ornaments around at each other or at the wall, the Cowboys were in overtime. I was stressing!

And I did this three MORE times ending up in the same situation.

The wrong freakin end!

Jesus Mother and Joseph!

I gave up and cracked open a beer. Yeah yeah Merry Christmas.

The tree conquered me.

Then when I was making dinner, those bad kids knocked the whole tree down. Pine sticks everywhere! I was this close to saying, “Now jump on it. Kick it to death.” Gus would have been very mad at me. So I didn’t.

I'm this close!

I also saw Twilight Eclipse. We rented in ON Demand. I think I saw it like five times. Over and over. Then Gus chewed me out for feeling bad for Jacob.

“Bella and Edward are soul mates. They are supposed to be together.  How can you be on his side?”

He doesn’t understand. Jacob is beautiful. I would have picked Jacob cause I could easily wash clothes on those abs! And I would always be washing clothes. And there is definitely something hot about him getting angry all the time.  Definitely! And every where we would go, he would carry me. I get all gaga over a man that can carry me. Gus can but he says I am heavy. All I hear is Blah, Blah Blah I am lazy!  And with Jacob,  things would be so awesome in the winter since I am always cold. Imagine the body heat.

God I am so sick! Damn, is it getting hot in here?

uhhhh I love wolves

Favorite Blog Friday

I have now decided to re-post a blog every Friday to help get other bloggers’ posts out there and also so you can see what I find so funny. This first re-post is actually a post that was a re-post by Thypolar Life Censored. The actual blog we will be focusing on is from “Waxing Lyrical”. Enjoy her holiday survival blog.

Ho-Ho-HOW to Shop:Etiquette for the Holiday Shopper (Guest Blogger) My blog has been hijacked today by a great blogging friend who has very similar views and opinions as I do on public displays of stupidity. So when she agreed to do this post on holiday shopping etiquette for me, I was thrilled. Her blog “Waxing Lyrical” contains many of these posts which have put me in tears and made me laugh in ways that can only result with you gasping for air. For all of my faithful readers who have never ventured to my “chec … Read More

via Thypolar Life Uncensored & Waxing Lyrical”.

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