2003 August | Mommy Needs Coffee

I can see you!

Since I spent the majority of the day on Friday on the road, either sitting in stand-still traffic or playing “dodge the crazy driver”, I have a thing or two to say to a few people out there.

First, I can see you. Just because you are in your car, that does not make you invisible. Do not scratch, pick, wipe or fondle anything that you don’t want anyone who is driving by you to see. Do you understand that unless you are in the back of a car with heavily tinted windows, we can still see you. Inside your car, you have not become invisible. Nope. We. Can. See. You. I am not sure why suddenly people think that being in a car causes some sort of super powers of invisiblilty, but it doesn’t. Do you get that concept? Okay, but for the few of you who didn’t seem to understand that concept on Friday, I have a message for you….
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August 31, 2003

Geek-man home alone

This is Jenn’s husband posting to let everyone know that she has decided to leave me, and she took the kids…. OK, it’s only for the weekend.

She will be back on Monday and her BLOG will return to it’s normally scheduled insanity at that time.

-Geek-man … aka nefarious
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August 30, 2003

Welcome Home!

**Update I forgot to ask…if you have me in your link list, could you please update the link? I appreciate it! And, hey, by the way, thanks for having a link to me!

Pull up a seat and grab a cup of coffee! You found my new home! If you check the time, you will see why my domain is named…

Mommy Needs Coffee!

I wish I had some wonderful words of wisdom, some funny anecdote or even a sappy Mom moment. I don’t. I have bloodshot eyes, a tired body and a brain that is actually beginning to reject caffeine and go to sleep. (How rude!)

But, I did want to welcome you to my new domain.

** For those of you who waited up and noticed that my few minutes turned into a few hours….I am SO sorry! But, thanks for tracking me down.

Leave a comment so I know you came. (Okay, so I know that I didn’t stay up all night for nothing!) FYI…until I figure out what I did to the comments, you need to click on the time stamp to leave a comment. Why? Probably because it is 2:00am and I have no idea how anything works anymore!
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August 29, 2003

We interrupt…

We interrupt this caffeine musing to bring you a High Speed Police Chase. Yes, the Dallas televisions have been taken over by coverage of a high speed chase. You can hear the anticipation in the newscasters. Oh boy does the media love a good police chase to speculate over. “He may be a robbery suspect. It is possibly a wanted felon. Perhaps he has a gun. It appears that his tire is flat.”

Do you know what I want to hear? I want to hear them say, “We have no idea what is going on or what he did, but it sure is cool to watch this live, isn’t it. Oh sure, we can speculate as to what is going on, but frankly, we don’t know what the hell is happening because we see the same thing you do. Let’s just shut up and watch together.” Ohhh….he’s slowing. Bummer. He surrendered. Guess they need to go back to the insignificant news like the economy, Iraq, murders and NASA. Boy, do those newscasters sound bummed out.

Gotta love the media!
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August 27, 2003

Big girl bed…

Warning…this morning’s entry is brought to you by the Sappy Mother Moment of the Week. Some may find it too “sweet” for their liking and it is recommended that such persons refrain from reading and just check in later for your “caffeine musing of the day”. That is all. We return you to our regularly scheduled Sap Fest.
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August 27, 2003

No break, need a break!

Good news… No break. But one helluva jammed pinkie toe and quite a black little toe nail. But nothing a little polish won’t cover. (Yeah, as if I am going near that toe with anything yet!) So, I guess the third time is a charm. No break this
time!

Bad news…I am exhausted and really need to go to bed. Now. Update…
Moving into my new blog home has not been going well. If only I had 29 hours a day. Oh, who am I kidding. I would need at least 50! So, it is slow going, but I
am sure it will happen before I get too old to remember that…… ….what was
I saying??
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August 26, 2003

snap

I think I broke my toe. Again. Yes, again. This would make the third time this little toe has been the object of such breakage. (Is there something that makes a bone more suseptible to being fractured once it has been broken before? Kind of like chicken pox but in reverse. You don’t become immune, you become suseptible?) Now, it isn’t like I have anything against my toe. It’s a cute little toe. An often overlooked appendage that is usually seen as insignificant. Okay, I will admit that it is sort of a pain in the butt to try to get nail polish on that itty bitty nail during a pedicure, but, hey, that doesn’t mean I bear it ill will. I don’t. And before you ask if I broke it kicking something, I didn’t. Well, not intentionally. I was working on my computer, got up for a drink, came back to sit down, spun in my chair to push it back under my desk and *slam* …right into the side of my desk where my chair slides under it. I didn’t even let loose a string of profanities. Okay, that’s a lie. I did.

So, I guess I will forego the podiatrist this time. I am getting to be a pro at this now. I know just how to tape it and what tape works the best etc. The only drawback to that is that if I do it myself, no pain killers. Hmmm, such the dilemma. I suppose you’ll figure out which I chose by reading any later posts. Although, I am not sure pain killers make me any loopier than normal. My mind is like a brain on pain killers most days. But that is beside the point.

Time to do the toe tapage and limp my kids off to school. Hey, can a broken toe
get me a “get out of being the mommy for a day” pass? Cause I think a day in bed with a good book is just what this little pinkie toe needs to heal. Okay, maybe it’s just what sounds good to me. But, I’m not above using my little toe for a day of R&R. Shhhh, don’t tell!
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August 26, 2003

Some things change, some things never do…

Some things change… Since when did 4th grade homework get to be so hard? I
mean, I should not have to *think* (and I mean really think) about math
probability problems that my 4th grade Kidlet has for homework. I really don’t
remember 4th grade being hard. I remember breezing through school until college. And then, it wasn’t so much breezing through as it was learning how to study and what it took to make the grade. But 4th grade making me scratch my head and say Huh? Lordy tell me that the work is getting harder and I don’t just have a bad case of mommy brain.

And some things never do…
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August 25, 2003

It has begun…

First, no, I haven’t moved.

*grumble grumble growl*

Problems with the host end that I have to wait on. Just so you know.

So today it begins. Soccer. Kidlet Jr starts practice today. (Pray for rain. Mommy isn’t ready to start today. Pray for rain and thunder. That should seal the deal.) It isn’t that I don’t like soccer or being a soccer mom. I do love it. I am just not so fond of sitting on the sidelines chasing Little Diva for an hour and a half in 100 degree weather. Call me crazy. Just a couple of days reprieve is all I am asking for. Kidlet Sr is supposed to start up next week. So, for the next couple of months, my week will have soccer of some form on 5 out of 7 days in a week. And I don’t even play. But the Kidlets do and they love it. So I will sweat in the heat and freeze in the cold and enjoy watching them play. Because, hey, it’s what we soccer moms do.

Oh, and if you really want to know how my Monday got started…I woke up with the theme song to Clifford the Big Red Dog running through my brain. Now that is just a special torture that I can do without, thankyouverymuch. But never fear, Little Diva will be up and wanting her Wiggles fix soon enough. I will be able to change the tune then.

Oh joy!
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August 25, 2003

The Duchesss…

I think Little Diva needs a new nickname. No, she hasn’t lost her Diva-ness. But she has a name that is very *her*. Ready?

The Duchess of Destruction.

It fits. That girl can take a clean and organized room and in under 2 minutes, make it look like tornadic force winds have blown through the room. More than once. And she is quite proud of this, I do believe. I have never seen a child who can rearrange a toy organizer and a playroom with such effeciency. But, her skills are not limited to one room. Oh no. She is able to multi-destruct. She can take toys and in the blink of an eye have them in another room, in a rather unique pattern of disarray. And yes, I have even found Barbie taking a dip in the toilet. Luckily it was my toilet, so there was a guarantee that it had been flushed prior to her swimming adventure.

Now remember, I have 2 boys. I should be used to messes. But no. This girl has unique talent in the art of toy chaos. Trust me, she earns her name. Duchess of Destruction fits. Too well. (But she’ll always be Little Diva as well.) Hmmm, the Diva Duchess of Destruction? Sounds like a really bad B-grade horror movie.
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August 24, 2003