Sugar Daddy

I just had a genius idea!! You know how they have meals on wheels, pizza delivery, chinese food take-out...well, I'm sitting here on a Friday night, on the couch, in my comfies and I'm just wishing that I had a can of Root Beer and some ewy gooey chocolate cookies. Problem is, I'm too damn lazy to go anywhere.

So I'm thinking - junk food delivery! Call it Sugar Daddies! Why stop there? I've always thought that Blockbuster should deliver movies as well. Seriously, I think this would work. Hmm what else can be delivered to me?? I may never have to leave the house again!

I'm like a mushy banana...

I'm not 40 yet but I'm starting to feel the effects of aging.

I can't remember the last time I was able to stay up past 10:00 p.m. (and 10:00 is really pushing it) or when I was able to sleep in past 8:00 a.m.

My knees creak when I bend them, I'm not able to get up from a sitting position without making a groaning sound. Don't get me started on the farts! haha

Shopping has changed too. I look really out of place trying on clothes in those cute trendy stores like American Eagle and The Garage. I swear they make the clothes smaller, I used to be so proud that I was a size 4 but somehow those stores make me look like a lumpy sausage being squeezed through a ripped plastic casing. Can that be possible?!! No more La Senza sexy panties for me, now I get a multi pack of coton comfies at Zellers. Jammies are mismatched oversized t shirts and flannel bottoms or long johns.

The most heartbreaking of all......the clerks at the beer store don't even consider asking me for my ID anymore!!!!!!!

So I prefer not to call myself old. Just ripe!!

upon reflexion

Ok so I want to start over. It seems that I bitch about Carly way too much. I really should write about some good stuff. I honestly do love my little monkeys, and wouldn't trade them for the world.

My blog is turning into somewhat of a diary...I guess maybe that's the point but really who wants to read negativity?!!!

I vow to keep my blog entries light and fun, like I had initially intended

Have a happy, sunny weekend!!! If you see a huge pile of shit - don't fret, there must be a pony around there somewhere!

Return of The Jod-eye!

I'mmmm baaaack!!!! Either I had a blond moment, a senior moment, mom brain, or a combination of all of the above. I haven't updated my little blog in some time because I couldn't remember my username or password. All is good now and recorded somewhere safe. (as long as I never forget where that is!)

So I re-read my last post about Carly being alot better. I must have been high oh sugar when I wrote that. She is not better. She is WORSE!!! I don't know how I managed to create such a spoiled little girl. The temper tantrums, the clingyness, the screaming!! She isn't a bad kid, and she's cute and smart when she's playing. The problem is she cannot seem to play independently. Mommy has to be a part of everything. Even puzzles. She will lug around a puzzle all over the house until she finds me so that she can put it on my lap to do it. She's fine at playgroup and other people's houses. She has no problems with me leaving her with people...but as soon as I'm in the room MOMMA MOMMA MOMMA MOMMA!

I know what I'm supposed to do. I know I'm supposed to ignore her when she's having a tantrum. It would be alot easier if she didn't follow me around and if I didn't have another little monkey to pay attention to. And I know why she is so clingy...she's bored. But there is only so much I can do to keep her entertained.

Ok thank you for listening to me vent. I feel much better now. Really I do!