This blog defines what it means to be a real housewife (unlike that crap you see on t.v) and includes anecdotes about my life as a housewife, random thoughts, and gripes about society.
This weekend was AWESOME! I had a nice break from my mommy/household duties. On Friday I was actually pretty sick, which wasn't awesome. Mark and I dropped Chase off with my mom and went to the movies. It was date night, so I took some meds and went out anyway, despite having a fever. I felt ok for the duration of Battle Los Angeles (which was a good movie action wise, but the script was terrible and to me, after a while, the scenes just began repeating themselves). Anyway, when we got home, my fever spiked, so I took some NyQuil and went to bed at 10pm. I slept for like, 11 hours, which was much needed. I haven't slept like that in a long time.
Saturday, Chase and I stayed in bed for most of the day and I kept up with fluids and medicine so I could go to a concert that night. There was no way in Hell I was going to miss seeing The Legwarmers (an 80s tribute band) with my friends! We bought those tickets months ago, and I was so stoked to get dressed up in 80s clothes for the show. I seriously never had so much fun at a concert, and I have been a concert-goer since I was 11 years old. No joke. The band was great and covered the songs so well. They were all decked out in 80s attire, of course, as was a majority of the audience. They covered Cyndi Lauper, Journey, Whitesnake, The B-52s, The Outfield, Twisted Sister, Toni Basil, Madonna, and Europe, to name a few. They played 2 sets, and every song was amazing. I didn't get home until 1:30am. Mark was awake, and Chase was sound asleep. Mark offered to get up with her again, so I went to bed around 2, and got 9 more hours of sleep. It was great!
Sunday I felt much better, still all stuffy, but I promised my siblings I would take them to see Diary of a Wimpy Kid 2, and I don't break promises. That movie was hilarious. My sis and I are fans of the books, although she knows them better than I do. I've only read the first one, and I've flipped through the other books my sister has. (She's 11 years old, by the way). The books are very amusing, and we saw the first movie in theaters as well. The movies actually follow the books very closely, which I appreciate.
So all in all, it was a fun filled weekend. I probably shouldn't have gone out so much since I was running a fever and have a pretty nasty sinus infection, but hey, life is too short and we can't ALWAYS be responsible adults, can we? I certainly can't.
When I'm sick, I stop being sick and be awesome instead. True story.
Well, anyway I have about a bajillion things to do today. Laundry, mopping, cleaning bathrooms, more laundry, dishes, etc. The usual, you know. The gym is out of the question until I'm 100% better. I don't think I should work out if I can't breathe. Probably not a good idea. What I would like to accomplish today would be to make more crafts. I took on a hobby of making tutus and hair accessories for babies. It sounds lame, but it's fun, and the stuff turns out pretty cute. I'm trying to make diaper bags, too. That's the task for today (hopefully). Someone suggested that I start my own Etsy page and sell my cutesy handmade things, but I don't feel as though my work is good enough to sell to strangers. I'm not that great at sewing. I really just started doing this as a means to keep busy when I have nothing else to do. I am going to try my hand at making a diaper bag, though. This is all pending on how much housework I can complete today, and if Chase even allows me to do anything. I've actually been coming back to this very entry multiple times in the past hour because I was taking care of the baby in between of sentences.
Tomorrow night I'm hosting my walk for the cure team's meeting at my house, so I should really get to work in here. First thing's first, though, miss Chase needs her breakfast.Until next time, friends.
Oh, and if you can, PLEASE help me raise money so I can walk for the cure. :) Even the smallest amount will be greatly appreciated. Follow this link, and thank you!
My house is seriously a wreck. What else is new, right? I straightened up the living room, but you would never know it. The kitchen is atrocious. I'm pretty sure there are 2 dried up puddles of dog pee on the floor. Awesome. The sink is FULL of dishes, literally, and there are things in bags that need to be put away. Not food items, just stuff I bought for the baby. We have a shoe cubby in the foyer, but does anyone actually put their shoes in it? Negative. There's just stuff strewn about the house, but right now, I really don't care. I'm in a mood, and I'm tired, so these are problems that would best be resolved by Future Laura, because Present Laura doesn't give a shit.
I know what you must be thinking, society, and you're right. This is unsanitary and gross, and I'm an awful parent for having my child live in such filth. You wanna hire me a maid, society? That would be great. Then I could make my own show and call it "The Real Housewives of Delaware County." It would follow me and other women like me in this area who sit on our asses watching soaps and ordering the maids around. We would have our kids in the show, and we'd do things like take them shopping and throw them outlandish birthday parties, but otherwise, the nannies raise the kids and we just shop and go to lunch with our bestest girlfriends. Then we'll get breast implants on our day off from our days off. We'll sneak around with our cabana boys and landscapers while our husbands fly our private jets to foreign countries for business meetings about business.
Yep. That's what my show will be about. It's totally an original concept, no?
What was this post supposed to be about? I dunno. I'm tired, I'm rambling, and I'm surrounded by a mess that I'm trying ever so hard to ignore. It's not working. It's nearly 11pm on a Monday night. I'm over tired to the point where I'm no longer tired, and now the baby is crying...soooo...exit stage right. Have I confused you enough with this post? Yes? Good. I'll write a better entry when I feel like it. You're not the boss of me! Shut up!
Update: It's 12:04am, and I just finished the dishes, putting away baby stuff, loading the dishwasher, mopping the kitchen floor, straightening up the living room, AND cleaning the turtle tank. Housework is DONE, and now I'm going to bed. :-)
As promised, here is my update about my day. Well, I completed all of the chores on my list except for vacuuming. The only room that needs to be vacuumed is the living room, but Chase is currently napping in here, and I'd rather not disturb her with the loudness of the vacuum. That will only take about 5 minutes to do, so it can wait. I began cleaning at 11am, took a break for lunch at 12:30, and at that point, Chase was awake, so she had a bottle and she was pretty fussy for a while. She fell back to sleep around 2, so I got right back to work. I can't believe I finished all of those chores so quickly..everything looks so nice and clean!! Now I am going to do a light workout while Chase is still sleeping, then I'm going to the gym for the "hardcore" workout at 4, coming home to shower and make Mark the dinner I promised. I guess the only word to describe myself today is:
NOT! This house is a wreck. Usually I do at least a little bit of cleaning over the weekends, but this weekend I was like fuuuck that, I'm doing fun stuff. On Friday we had our friends over for a game night, and the games are still in the living room. Saturday, the husband, baby, and I took a little trip to Longwood Gardens and went out to eat, then went to the mall. That was a fun outing, and we were gone all afternoon/early evening. We went to bed a little early that night, so nothing got cleaned then. Yesterday, my cousin and I went to dinner and a movie, and prior to that, Mark and I just sat around doing nothing...I didn't get home until 8 last night, and I took over with the baby then was in bed by 10, so nothing got done then, either. My list of chores today is as follows:
1) Straighten up the living room (i.e. put away games, clear off coffee table, put away thousands of baby items)
2) Dust furniture
3) wash dishes/load dish washer
4) sweep/mop kitchen/foyer/downstairs bathroom
5) Clean downstairs bathroom
6) Clean up kitchen (wipe down counters
7) Baby's laundry
8) Put away my clean laundry
9) Clean turtle tank
10) Straighten up bedroom
11) Clean master bathroom/sink area in bedroom
12) vacuum
so much time...so little to do. Wait a minute...strike that, reverse it. Thank you.
I think that's about all I want/need to get done today. Factor in the baby waking up to eat her lunch and have play time...she just went down for a nap, so I should have roughly 2 hours to get some of this list done. Key word in that sentence: SHOULD. I also promised the husband I would cook him a nice dinner tonight. Since I have been on a diet, he's been kinda jipped out of good dinners. He never complains, but I feel bad that he's eating sandwiches and cereal for dinner a lot more lately since I haven't been cooking. I owe it to him. I would like to go to the gym today around 4pm, so my goal is to clean like a crazy mofo and have everything done by then. Think I can do it?! Perhaps I will throw in a brief update if I complete EVERYTHING I want to do today by 4...I know you're all on the edge of your seats....what a nail biter this is! Well, better get started since I'm pretty sure the baby stopped wiggling around and is officially asleep...
Hello friends. I know I suck at this whole blog thing, but I'm a busy woman, so lay off!
Since we last "spoke", some awesome and not-so-awesome stuff has happened in my life. Let's start with not-so-awesome, since that list is shorter.
Well, as you may recall, I got my rental car a few weeks ago and it looks like a hearse. I still have it in my possession because the auto body shop discovered MORE damage on my car. Thanks a lot, Langston! (That's the kid who crashed into us...Langston. 'Nuff said). Originally it was like $3,200 worth of damage, now it's $5,250! Ugh. I'm supposed to get my car back this week, thank God. I miss it. Even though I wanna trade it in for an SUV of sorts...
Hmm..I think that might be the only not awesome thing that's happened in the past few weeks. Sweet! Now on to awesome:
1) Chase is now 4 months old and developing beautifully. I swear she's the smartest baby ever, but I may be a little biased ;) Her doctor gave me the green light on starting her on baby food, and she has been doing really well with eating off of a spoon. I love the faces she makes when she tries new fruits/veggies. Priceless.
2) The show 2 1/2 Men is most likely going to get canceled since Charlie Sheen is a huge douche and WB fired him. I find this to be hilarious, and I think 2 1/2 Men is possibly one of the WORST tv shows I have ever seen. I don't find it funny whatsoever, and I would be glad to see it go.
3) Because of 2 1/2 Men failing, How I Met Your Mother has been contracted for 2 more seasons. WIN! That, in my opinion, would be one of the BEST shows on t.v.
4) The husband and I had a massive party on Saturday because my mom rules and took Chase over night so that Mark and I could make our come back. (We have been throwing some of the best parties this side of Delco since 2004). People talk about our parties for years to come, and it's amazing. There were so many people here, and a lot of the guests I had just met for the first time at my own party. It was great. Did I feel a little guilty about sending my baby away for the night so I could have a party? I did, a little, but you know what? It was a great time, and I think every new parent deserves to cut loose every now and then. It's not like we're going to do this all the time, and we never drink when the baby is around or anything like that. We're damn good parents, we love our baby more than anything, and we do have priorities. However, our party side will never go away. Our next one won't be until Halloween, which we did not do last year since I was 9 months pregnant. That is always our biggest/best party, so I think we will always do that one.
5)I paid off my credit card bill, which was a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. That bill was ridiculous, so now I don't have to worry about it any more.
I think that's all of the good things that have happened in the last 3 weeks. Life is good right now.
In other news: I'm still working on the whole weight-loss thing, but I find myself at a stand still. This is common, from what I understand. Since I dropped a pretty significant amount, my body is having a hard time losing more. I dropped about 35lbs. in 3 1/2 months. I'm still eating "right" and going to the gym, so hopefully this pause on weight loss won't last. I also signed up for the 3-Day walk for the cure. It's for breast cancer, for those who don't know. I'm walking in honor of my g-mom who died from breast cancer, and my aunt who is a survivor. This is a really great cause, and something I always had in my mind to do. I guess you could say it's one of my life goals, so I'm really looking forward to accomplishing it. I will be walking 60 miles over the course of 3 days in Philly. I am trying to lose more weight by then and get myself into better shape so I can complete it without feeling like a grizzly bear who has just been shot with a tranquilizer gun. In order to walk, I need donations, so if any of my readers are willing to help my cause, I would GREATLY appreciate it!! I know this economy sucks, and a lot of us can't afford to spare any cash, so I understand if you can't do it. I just figured I'd throw this out there if anyone is interested in helping me. Any amount would be great, no matter how small. Thanks in advance if you donate! :) Here's the link, and just click where it says " Click to Donate to Laura in 2011." http://www.the3day.org/site/TR/2011/PhiladelphiaEvent2011?px=5820236&pg=personal&fr_id=1624
As always, I thank you for stopping by. I will try to post again soon, but if I don't it's probably because nothing interesting is happening. :p
Let me tell you about how fantastic things are going right now. For starters, my car is FINALLY getting fixed, and I was so excited about having a rental car to drive...but the auto body shop gave me frickin' Ecto 1 to drive. What the hell? The damn thing looks like a hearse. I hate it! What's the fun in driving a rental car when it looks like I'm transporting dead bodies?
Bustin' makes me feel good...
Ok, so I guess the rental car thing isn't so bad...I just hoped for something more fun/less ugly to drive. Aside from that, I found out a very good friend of mine is in the hospital. I'm so worried about her, I just want her to be ok. She's not sure how long she has to stay in there, so I sent her a basket of stuff to help keep her distracted/occupied. I'm not going to go into detail here about what's wrong with her, but I will say that had it not been addressed in time, it could have been very, very bad. Fatal, even. I never want to hear the word "fatal" in the same sentence as one of my friend's names. Especially when it's such a good friend as she is to me. I am hoping to go visit her one of these days, but it's hard to with the baby and the husband's schedule. Since he works the night shift, he sleeps most of the day/evening. I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to bring babies to visit people in the hospital, but if you are, I'd rather not because I want to focus my attention on my sick friend, ya know? I want to be able to talk with her and maybe even play a game or something with her and not have to worry about keeping the baby content. I sent the basket of get well stuff in with her boyfriend, who is also a very good friend of mine, so at least I was able to get that to her. I just really want her to get better!! :( Too many people are getting sick lately. Not good times.
Sigh. Ok, let's change the subject to something slightly less depressing. This morning around 3:30am, my LO (remember, that stands for little one) woke up for a bottle and a diaper change. 3:30 is usually her time to wake up, so I was ready to meet her needs. However, while I was feeding her she took a massive crap in her diaper, and she wreaked ungodly bad. She's only 3 months old, but this is the first time she has ever smelled THIS disgusting, and I'm sure it won't be the last. I imagine that this is what the Bog of Eternal Stench from Labyrinth smells like. Or Dowistrepla. (For those who don't know, there was an episode of How I Met Your Mother where Lily and Marshall get an apartment in a town called Dowistrepla, then later find out that the town's name is an acronym for Down Wind Of the Sewage Treatment Plant, which is why the town smells so awful at times). Well, not only did this diaper wreak to high heaven, but the poo went up her back a little and soaked through her onesie and pajamas.
You said it, horrible actor from Troll 2. So I got her all cleaned up and situated to go back to sleep. I spread out her blanket in my bed, put her on her belly on top of it, and tucked her in. I was like, ok, niiight. Wait...what the? Is that? Is that...pee? Yep. A big, round wet spot of dog urine. In my bed. I was like, great, now I need to wash this sheet. But it didn't stop there...not only was the sheet wet, but the comforter, a pillow, and the mattress sheet were all soaked through.
I know, right!? I had to get the baby out of the bed, put her back in her bassinet and strip my bed entirely. I put the wiener dogs in their crates because at that point, I wasn't sure if it was Milo or Lady who had committed such a treacherous act. At this point, it was about 4:30am. I was tired at all get out, and the last thing I wanted to do while half asleep was laundry and soaking up pee from my mattress. I threw the stuff in the wash, sprayed the mattress with some pet scotch guard, and blotted up the pee the best I could. All I wanted was to go back to sleep, but the area was still not dry. I decided to just put a towel over it then put a clean sheet down over top. This worked out fine, so I got a clean comforter and went back to bed. Except since I was so pissed off and moving around a lot, I was wide awake. It took me a while to finally fall back to sleep after sending angry texts to the husband. I then put the pieces together and figured out it was in fact Lady, who is SUPPOSED to be our best dog out of the 4, who pissed the bed. I knew it was her because she had been laying in that spot for most of the night, while Milo was either on my legs or pressed up against my side. When we first went to bed, Lady was propped up on the pillow that was also urine soaked (I trashed that bad boy immediately) so she must have peed in her sleep. We have had issues with dogs wetting the bed in the past, but they were also a lot younger, and none of them have done this in years. Lady is 6 years old, one would think she has moved past bed wetting. Lesson learned about continuing to allow dogs to sleep in bed. :/
So yeah, that was a lovely morning. Chase woke up not even an hour after I fell back to sleep, so I put her on my chest around 6:30am, and luckily she passed right back out. Mark came home after 7 this morning and took over with the baby so I could sleep in. I got up around 10:30, but I'm still exhausted since my sleep was so incredibly broken. It would figure that because Chase slept well, that something else had to interfere with my sleep. She's napping now, and I'm not sure how much longer she will stay down, but I better end this post now because there's a lot to do around here. I am a bridesmaid in a wedding come November, and tonight I have to go look at dresses with the bride-to-be and the other girls in the wedding. Family is coming to visit us tomorrow as well, so this house needs to stop looking like a scene from Hoarders. So much time, so little to do. Wait...strike that, reverse it. Thank you.
Oi Vey, this week has been full of some major BS. For starters, someone tried to start something with me on the internet about something I said that was evidently offensive. Whatever, if you're offended by what I say, don't read my stuff. Simple as that. Then they went on to send me a nasty private message after I sent an apology. I guess my apology didn't sound sincere enough for their liking because they said some pretty mean things to me, but of course they said it in private so that nobody else could see and attack them on my behalf. I actually found the whole thing extremely amusing because it was so uncalled for that it was funny. I actually did send the private message to a few people so they could see what this person had the gall to say to me, and they thought it was equally uncalled for. This person kept bringing up my blog for some odd reason, and kept saying things like, "Maybe I'll blog about it." They also QUOTED my first blog entry, only they tweaked the words slightly to aim it at me, making it an insult. The fact that this person used a quote from my blog entry tells me that they have read my stuff after they emphasized repeatedly how everything I say is "garbage" and I constantly insult people. (Ok!) and blah blah blahdee blah blah. If what I say is garbage and you hate everything I post, why the fuck fuckity fuck fuck are you wasting your time and energy reading it, anyway? Hmmm? Ahh, I love people who contradict themselves and cause unnecessary arguments and drama. Oh, oh...the best part? This person called me dumb and ignorant, and implied that me and my friends are all spoiled rich kids. BAHAHAHAHA clearly they never met my friends or saw the house I grew up in. (It's not a bad house at all, just small and in a modest, small neighborhood, and my parents aren't exactly doctors or lawyers.) When my sister was born, I had to move my bedroom to the BASEMENT because the house is only 2 bedrooms. Ok? Seriously. This person said horrible things to me for no reason, and is like, 8 years older than I am!
I know, Stewie! That's what I said. And I'm the immature one? They also said I don't really know what it's like to be a housewife, but this person is neither a wife nor unemployed. Discuss.
Anyway, enough about this petty crap. It's mega lame, but they mentioned blogging about it, so here ya go. Cheers!
Moving on to more important things. I haven't been able to get much done this week because the baby is starting to stay awake longer throughout the day. She's had some pretty fussy mornings as well, so it has been very difficult to put her down without having her scream her head off. I'm not trying to complain, really, because I love my baby and this is what motherhood is all about. It's just becoming more difficult to keep up with the house on some days. I suppose it will all get done eventually, but I'm using March 5th as a deadline for some of the major things around here because we are hosting a party, and we need to make space for guests to spend the night. No drinking and driving on my watch! Not only that, but it is more of a motivation device since these things need to be taken care of anyway. The sooner, the better. We'll see if it actually happens, though.
Oh, for the record...I am not "complaining about how hard I have it" (guess who said that to me?) because I don't have it hard. At all. I love my life, it's freakin' awesome. I'm simply blogging from a REAL housewife's perspective. We all do things differently, but in general, we're all nagged for the same reasons, we have lots of things to do/take care of, and we're all under appreciated at times without receiving proper credit for the things we do. Come on, now. Some of us have wonderful lives and enjoy doing what we do, while others would love to be working. I'm somewhere between. I'm mostly doing this for my daughter. I was given a rare opportunity to be home with my baby, so I took it. What's wrong with that? I'm not trying to brag about it. Some days I do wish I was putting my degree to good use, but other days I wouldn't trade this for the world. It has it's ups and downs, but really, what in life doesn't? This is the path I have chosen, and I can change the course at any time. The point of this blog is to share my experiences (and I have said this before, but some people still just aren't understanding). This is the last time I'm explaining it. It's for fellow stay at home moms/housewives to relate to, and for my friends to read if they so desire. Sometimes my entries will be serious, sometimes they'll be amusing, and sometimes they'll simply be complaints about the world around me. There's a reason for the "warning" prior to entering my blog page. I've said it before, and I will say it a thousand more times if necessary: If you don't like what I have to say, don't read my posts, you're only wasting your own time! Don't be stupid. As always, thanks for stopping by. I will do my best to update more often, but as I said, I HAVE A LIFE and I've been pretty busy as of late.
