I WANT YOUR MONEY!

Jeff did the taxes today. It pretty much ruined the whole flippin' day. Not only because it was very complicated (Live in NY, work in CT, move to Iowa. Moving expenses..etc..etc), but because we owe like $700 bux to Iowa because he over did the deductions when we moved here. Not the end of the world, but, you know, with medical bills and such, who wants to hear about a $700 tax bill? Not me. Never me.

It's about time for Mommy to get a job. Once I get my heart straightened out, I'll be looking for sure. I can't stand being so tight financially. Not a good feeling. I won't mind too much, as long as it's just part time. It'll give me something to do.

Lord, give me strength.

Snow sux...now move along....

We (we being me) are feeling a bit better today. Throat is still very sore, but I have less of the over all sick feeling. The Augmentin is tearing up my stomach though. There has been several times today that I was so nauseous that I was in fear of vomiting. And vomiting with this strep situation, would have been crueler than death, for sure.

We got snow. BOOO! It's white, it's cold, it's H-E-A-V-Y! I'm so thankful for my 16 year old and his shovel. I personally think it's karma striking for the poor treatment of his sick mother and his little brother yesterday, but eh...whatdoIknow?

I was supposed to have my appointment with him...

...okay, so NOT him, his very handsome doppelganger, Dr. Brewer. lol He's not nearly so handsome, but close enough for me. :) I really wish I could have gone, especially since I was up until midnight with my heart thumping out of my chest to the point that I couldn't sleep. Apparently, they frown upon people with very contagious illnesses coming to their office and spreading germs to the other patients, whom are mostly elderly. Sheesh. HOW RUDE! (I keeeed, I keeeeed). So anyway, yeah...now it's March 8th.

Fine Fine.

Crap-tastic!

What a day!

Right out of the box I knew it was going to be crap...and crap it was.

-I get up to a house that would be quicker to turn upside down and empty than clean.
-Everybody's out of clothes, and I'm out of laundry soap.
-I find out that Andrew Breitbart passed away.
-I clean for hours, even though I am miserably sick (because Mom's and wives aren't allowed to get -  sick..apparently.
-The boys get home, and during the 15 minutes I wanted to myself for a hot bath...they fight, forcing me to raise my voice and further damage my poor swollen, puss filled throat. I cry. Jaxon cries, Tyler is in a huff.
-Then Jeff gets home, and I find out that he didn't get the email where I asked him to stop and get laundry soap, cat litter, and butter.
-And to top it all off..he brings home Burger King, of which eating half of it has me about in tears...AGAIN.

Thankfully, Jeff has taken Jaxon with him to the store, and Ty is at his friends, so the house is silent...yet again.

Le Sigh. Sometimes I just want a do over.

It's now after 7pm, and American Idol is on. I'm going to curl up with a comfy blanket and watch 12 people's dreams get crushed. Woohoo!

May the Angels Carry You Home

Andrew Breitbart.
 RIP Mighty Warrior.
3-1-2012

Davy Jones.
RIP
2-29-2012

Strep throat? REALLY??

How UNfair.

:(

Softballs, Cults and Puppies, Oh My!

I'm sick. As if there hasn't been enough going on. Sore throat (there's a softball in there I SWEAR), chills, slightly nauseous.

Well, it's always something.

I've been watching this show on National Geographic Channel on Cults. Specifically the one where Wayne Bent is the "messiah". Ugh, it's just horrid what these people do to these vulnerable people's minds. I don't understand that kind of blind faith, which now that I think about it, may explain why I have a hard time with almost every other kind of faith...

Hmmm.

Charlie Sanchez Beliveau the day he became a part of our family back in September. He is SO LOVED!

We were so tickled yesterday, because Jaxon brought home a note saying that even though the goal was to be to Level 12 in reading by the end of the quarter, he's on Level 20! They are OUT of 1st grade books for him to read. He's also at 99% proficiency (being able to read every word), where the goal was 95%. Smart little cookieface!

I make GOOD kids.

Jaxon and Erin in Davenport, Dec, 2011. She did the editing, Ty took the photo. :)

Jeff assures me he'll cover dinner tonight.

Oh, I hope he means it.

Laziness and Hunger Games

Here I've gone and done it again, let way too much time go by between posts. It's been a heck of a year. At some point I'll have to get it all down. Not tonight.

My friend Tiffany has started a blog, and it made me remember my poor neglected space here. So Thanks a LOT, Tiff. :) Seriously, this will be good. I really need to get my writing brain going again. Maybe I can actually find some creativity to put into the book. Wouldn't that be something? ;)

I read the Hunger Games this weekend, it was great. I read it mostly because I think the movie looks like it's going to be awesome, but now that I've read the book I will definitely see the movie when it comes out.

Exhaustion has set in, and it's only 8pm. This is how I know I'm old.