So How Did That Turn Out?

So we can cross "Eat like an adult" off of the list of  Toby's New Year's Resolution. 

Since I ate such an adult lunch I'm treating myself to a bowl of cereal for dinner!  :)

Disappointment...Pt 2

I don't have a pic to go w/this because I'm too lazy to get up and find my camera.  But anyway I wanted to have cake for lunch.  But I didn't think that would be very "grown up" of me.  So I made myself some ravioli out of a can.  I nuked it in the microwave in a Tinkerbell bowl.  Yes in my brain this seemed like I was being a grown up.  But now that I've typed it I don't really think it was.

But anyway I ate the ravioli cuz I was trying my best to be responsible, but now I'm too full to eat the cake.  So now I'm irritated because I didn't get to eat cake because I tried to be an adult.  And I'm not just irritated I'm severely irritated.  I'm gonna watch Venture Brothers and play w/my farm.  Take that adulthood!!! 

Well here is a pic anyway.  It's not the cake I am currently sitting here wishing I was eating, but it's cake none the less.  And it's a wicked awesome cake and I want this one too now.  Y hasn't anyone gotten me this cake yet?!

Freaking Out!!

Um so the best part about this week was the fact that I didn't have to do anything.  I could stay in the house all the time if I wanted to!  Yay!!  Life is safe and cozy!  And somehow my brain convinced itself that life would be like this forever. 

Uh oh!  I have to work tomorrow night.  Now I'm all in a tizzy!  I don't want to sleep because then I will waste precious time that I could be sitting around doing nothing with!!  But I want to sleep because I'm scared and sleepytime is blissfully calm. 

Just breathe...

Sorry

Not much for today...I did have a blog planned but no brain power to write it.  So here is a picture.  Not the one referenced in the earlier post though.  That will come along w/the blog.

I made this because I was irritated that he didn't laugh at my blog last night.  I'm sorta over it, but it's still kinda funny.  

This Is A Test!

If this works yay, but not yay!  I'm tryin to upload a pic to explain how I feel right now.  I made it especially for all of you.  But for some reason it won't load!!  Grrrr!!

Information I Needed To Pass On!!

                                                                

Zak is making fun of my blogging.  And then made fun of the fact that I was gonna blog about it...I'm so predictable.  And apparently I've been hogging the laptop as of late.  Boooooooo!!

To prove my love for him does not outshine the love I have for my blog, I will add a pic of him to my blog.  Enjoy!!!!!

I added this new pic so that you can clearly see it is Zak.  The pictures are a little irrelevant. 

A Look Inside An Adventure...

Yes, adventures are spoken of frequently, so let me take you through a tour of one.  Just remember no adventure is ever the same...

So last night was movie night. Missy was coming down and the 5 of us were gonna watch Old Dogs. Well Missy says she wants to go see something pretty and wanted to know if we wanted to come. Ok the town we live in is horribly ugly. Like the armpit of York County. So all we needed to hear was “pretty” and we were like dogs that just heard the word “car”.

Never before had we attempted a “family” adventure. Usually it's me and Missy, Me, Missy and Zak or Me Missy and Corey. Or Me Missy and Lily...need I go on? Anyway this didn't seem like an issue, until we reached the car. Zak had immediately called shotgun because he is intelligent and thought ahead. Corey and I however were still so excited about seeing something “pretty” that we didn't even think about how we were going to get there. Like Miles O'Brien was just gonna beam us there or something equally as awesome. **If you don't get that reference see the link at the bottom. No seriously go look. He is super cool. His wife is more annoying than a cankerous sore. Not that I'd know cuz I've never had one.

So anyway as we approach Missy's vehicle Corey and I realize “Oh crap! We have to sit in the back with Lily. Our minds swirl as we try to figure out a seating arrangement where neither of us have to sit beside Lily. It's impossible. So we decide that we will put her in the middle so that both of us have to suffer equally.

Ok I know that you guys are thinking. “OMG what a horrible mom she is!! Let's call Children's Services” No! Stop!! I love my daughter. She is amazing and I wouldn't trade her for a super size box of Oreos or anything Coach! Both Corey and I are claustrophobic and have anxiety and Lily just cannot sit, stand or sleep still. So we leave the house and head towards “pretty”. However we are wondering how far “pretty” will be because we are now in an Anxious Claustrophobic Hell!!

Luckily for us we need to stop at Sheetz. Corey and I were out of the car before we were fully in the spot. I wanted to run around like a mad person because somehow Lily had transferred her hyperness to me like 2 Iphone'rs (?wtf?) trading numbers via bump. Ahhhhhh!!!!!

Here is a pic of Corey staying as far away from the car as possible, but still hiding from the wind. He really just wanted to forget about pretty and walk home at this point.

So we get back in the car before we get arrested for loitering and head on towards “pretty”. About 5 minutes into the ride I decide that I was bored and we needed to liven things up a bit. Hmmm...what would be fun? Omg!! I blurt out “Valley Forge” at the top of my lungs!! “Ha ha let's play” we all laugh and say. “This shall be epic, har har” So we bundle up and down the windows go.

5 min later we are all freezing our butts off, driving through Wyndam Hills w/our windows down. Now under normal circumstances I would have felt out of place in this highly upscale neighborhood. It really feels like you're in a fairy tale. But riding around in a car full of people w/the windows down at the end of December just looks a little conspicuous. At this point I realize I have my bandana over my face and look like I am about to rob a stage coach. Yeah...

Anyway the rest is rather boring except for the fact that Corey lost Valley Forge and oh yeah...

WE SAW PRETTY!!!  :)  and I embarrassed myself in front of the former love of my life...but that wasn't the first time and that's a whole other story...

 

**For those of you who have no clue who Miles O'Brien is and actually for those of you who know who he is and would enjoy reading about him.  http://memory-alpha.org/wiki/Miles_O%27Brien

Oh and I've included a picture too.  He is sorta handsome in a surly grandfather kind of way.  And he's Irish so he deserves to be on here.  

Too Much Coffee and Not Enough to Do!

That pretty much describes me right now! 

What Death Makes My Brain Feel Like. Not My Death, Other People's Death. Well Now Maybe My Own...

So I am awoken this morning (actually I lie, it was afternoon, but barely afternoon) by a phone call from my mother. My childhood pastor passed away this morning. I held it together on the phone w/her because for some unknown reason I didn't want her to know I was crying. Maybe I didn't want her to feel bad for telling me over the phone? But when I hung up I started crying and tried to pull it together so Lily wouldn't see. Then I see a text from one of my best friends telling me that her Grandma passed away.

So as the tears are semi drying up, my brain jumps into action.

My immediate reaction is OMG! I HAVE GOT TO STRAIGHTEN UP MY LIFE!! Life is too short to piss away my time w/video games, FB apps and not cleaning my house. Ok I am gonna get right on this growing up thing. Here I go w/that SuperHouseWifeMom bit again!! Watch out world!! Here I come to rule you!!!

Then in typical spazzy brain fashion I go into full reverse. NO!! I MUST ENJOY MY LIFE AND THOSE IN IT!! Life is too short to piss away my time w/cleaning and doing stuff!

So at this point I don't know what I want to do. So I've selected a happy medium of cleaning the house, FB and playing w/Lily. And for all of you who are like “Well Toby you shouldn't play so many FB apps”, I have deleted a lot of them! :) So nyeh!

But anyway as I'm enjoying my “happy medium” that little asshole voice in the back of my head goes “Well it comes in 3's who will be next?!” So then I go through a little freakout while thinking of possibilities and weighing which one would be worse. So after an hour, I've gone through like 38 people in my life who could possibly die and how horrible I would feel if they did. Needless to say I wanted to just down 3 Tylenol PM and crawl under the covers and hide from the horrible Death Monster that is stalking my loved ones and now maybe even me. Oh why god why?!

This tiny peak inside my brain was brought to you by Maxwell House. I hope you have enjoyed!! 

 BTW This is what you get when you google Scary Death Monster...

Disappointment...

Zak sees these at the store and I am sure he was like "OMG!!  Giant Fudge Bars!!  I am so super excited!!"

Reality...

Blogging Makes Me This Happy!!

OMG It's Like A Giant Sip Up!!

Omg! I was so excited when I saw this. I had to buy it and I wish I had a straw big enough to fit in it cuz I would Ssip right from the container!! Makes me think of fond childhood memories.

When I was little my cousin and I stayed at my grandma's house. We got along pretty well. The extent of our arguments were about toys or who was the bossiest. We were both about even. Our family gave us nicknames. I was Pissy Krissy and she was Picky Nikki. I don't know why I'm blogging about this except for the fact that the Ssips reminded me. Anyway...but my fondest memories of our times at grandmas I will go into description.

Skittles:Grandma used to buy a big bag of Skittles and that was part of our afternoon snack. I would divide all the skittles into colors. If my colors weren't even then I'd make my cousin trade hers w/mine so they would be even. This wasn't an option for her, I demanded it. Poor Nikki would sit there and wait for me to divide my Skittle colors up. Not very patiently, but she would wait and sigh a lot. If she tried to eat one of hers I would yell at her.

Charlie Brown Cookies: Now the memory of these is very faint. The only thing is that I know they were delicious and I wish they still made them. They don't and that I know for sure because I remember crying and thinking life was so unfair when my grandma informed me that she couldn't get them anymore. They were like animal cookies but better. I don't know why they were better but they just were. I was so angry that they didn't make them anymore that I boycotted Charlie Brown for like um well I still don't watch Charlie Brown. So that tells you how mad I was and obviously still am.

Come Flying: Ok I know where 75% of your minds went. But this was a purely innocent game my cousin and I made up. I don't know how or why we made it up. The only explanation I can think of is that we were high off of the sugar and red food dye in the Skittles. But this is how the game went. I would sit in the living room w/my legs out in front of me. Nikki would be in the kitchen. Here is an illistration.

Hey I didn't say it would be a good illustration...

Anyway I would yell “Come Flyin!!!” and Nikki would run towards me and I would grab her and lift her over my head as I fell backwards. Kinda like the lift in Dirty Dancing. But this was way before that, so I can't even credit that for inspiring me. I feel you need another illustration.

Now I have no idea why this was fun for us, but it was and we played it until my arms ached or grandma yelled at us to knock it off. I can't imagine what her and Pap Pap thought as I continuously screamed “Come Flyin!!!”

All of this because of a trip to Giant...yep.

My Way of Getting Started...

The following is a true story. Partial dramatization only.

So as I lay in bed last night trying to fall asleep I thought about how unproductive my day was. My excuse was “It's the day after Christmas, I needed to rest”. So I decided that today would go something like this...

Oh yes! I am gonna get up earllllly. It's only 2 am now so I can be up by 9!!! Oh this will be so great!! I will make some coffee and check my Facebook while the coffee is brewing. I will drink said coffee and continue to FB. Following that I will go upstairs, tidy up the bathroom and put a load of laundry in. Then I will clean the living room, so that it no longer looks like a tornado went through it. There will actually be room to sit for more than 2 people!!! I will gather up all the dishes and procede to the kitchen and clean off the table so we can have a nice sit down dinner. Also I have to return the neighbor's DS charger I borrowed and told them I would return as soon as it was done charging. Lily will come home at some point and then we will have a joyous reunion!!! We will play with all the Christmas stuff and laugh and have a great time!!Yay!! I am sooooo excited about my plans. I am gonna be SuperHouseWifeMom To The Max!!!

Next morning...Reality.

Alarm goes off at 9. I get up and pee. Stumble downstairs and look around. Ugh no way...Get some lemonade and return to said bed. Wake up at 1245. I guess I have to get up and do stuff.

Stumble downstairs, try not to wake up Zak while getting to the kitchen. Sit down and light a cig. Ugh I'm exhausted from 10 hours of sleep. I need to relax just a little more. I deserve it. But I should make some coffee. I need that for sure. Oh man! The coffee pot needs cleaned. Darn it. I need to sit a minute. It's been a long weekend. Check FB and smoke cigs til like 2. Still no coffee and I've only finished my Farmville duties.

Zak is up at this point and I am out of cigs. I want to ask him to go get them for me, but that would be so lazy of me and I would feel bad watching him make his way up the street in the frozen tundra of Windsor. So I put by big girl panties on and decide to brave the cold myself. As I am leaving, I see my neighbor out shoveling...avoid eye contact cuz I forgot to return the DS charger. Drive to Rutters for cigs, because it's too cold out and too much snow...Rutters is a block away and the snow is mostly melted at this point, but in my head it's like Minnesota or something. I can barely see out of the windshield because it's covered with salt and dirty snow water. It's cool til the sun shines on it and then BLINDNESS!!! Augh I'm gonna drive into a parked car!!! But I manage to get safely to Rutters and back.

Upon returning home I apparently park in the parking spot my neighbor just shoveled out for her lawyer. Discuss this situation w/her and offer to move car. She says no and I'm sure at this point I am supposed to say “No I will move, it's no big deal”. But I'm lazy so I just shrug and walk away. Now I'm paranoid that my neighbor is suing me for some reason. I ponder this through my head and come to the conclusion that I should be ok.

More FB cuz I can't stop! Omg what is wrong w/me? Why can't I be an adult? Why do I feel it's more important that my virtual life be in order, while my real life is in shambles? The guilt starts to weigh heavy on me, but I continue to play w/my Frontierville.

Want to know what is really pathetic? My phone is shut off because I am too lazy to drive to the bank to deposit money. I needed to get ahold of Jeremy to see what time he is dropping Lily off. Luckily he is on FB so I can message him. I don't even have to move from my current spot to get the house phone!! How lucky am I?! Oh no!! My luck takes a turn for the worse and he needs me to pick her up. Dammit!!!

Zak wants to know what is for dinner? Shit what time is it? Think about what we have in the house. Leftover stromboli fixins, but no dough...Well I decide I am a cooking genius and attempt to make my own dough. It all went quite pretty well ( my hands looking like I was the sticky taffy monster from Scooby Doo kept it from going quite well) until the rising part...Zak had a super awesome plan of making it rise faster by putting it in the toaster oven on warm.

Well the stromboli is now gonna be a pizza due the the partial risen/partially baked dough. I have to mush that into a somewhat rectangle form, while Zak keeps picking pieces out of it and eating it. Telling him we will get worms does not seem to make him want to stop. Threatening to shove the baking pan down his throat does.

So the stromboli pizza wasn't too bad. While eating it we watch some Star Trek. Corey shows up and more laziness and Trek ensues. I can't stand the thought of leaving the house, so I send Zak and Corey to get Lily. Yay!! I have more time to finish my Cityville. Oh man I gotta take a shower I can't stand the smell of myself. And somehow it seems that I need to be clean when Lily gets home. I don't know why that seems to make sense in my head.

I shower quickly because it was cold and also because I was afraid a rapist/murderer was gonna break into the house. Dress quickly and run downstairs for the same reason.

Well so about this time I started this blog. That was 3ish hours ago and I am only done the second proofread. Probably because I shittily typed this to save and edit later so I could farm. Oh and I made a beach collage too. It made me feel warmer for a little bit.

And as for the coffee I finally just reheated yesterday's and that worked just fine. Beach collage is attached in hopes it makes you feel warmer too!! <3