Sometime's mommy wants a beer.

Friday was a rough day.  Work and stress had me in tears by 9:00 am.  By the time the work day was over my only thought was to get home and be with my family and to have…a beer.  I’m not a big drinker.  I have nothing against it, it just doesn’t work out very often that I’m in a position to just sit relax and enjoy a beer.  The hubby buys me a 6 pack of Corona light about once every 6 months or so and usually I’ll end up drinking maybe half of them before I figure they go bad.  (if you get grossed out you might want to skip the next few paragraphs)

Friday night, we finished dinner, the dishes were done.  Jacob was in his room playing quietly.  Now was my chance.  I retrieved a bottle from the fridge, poured it into a glass and sliced up a lime for it.  Took one look at my drink and started to take a drink.  Before the glass got to my lips I hear “Honey the cat yucked up in our bathroom, would you clean it up?”  (I have less of a gag reflex for this stuff than he does).  So I head towards the bedroom and Jacob comes running down the hall.  It took a second to recognize that he was covered in poop.  He hadn’t had a BM in a couple of days and I was expecting a big one.  What I wasn’t expecting was a total nuclear BOOTY BOMB.  It was everywhere. He had pants on and it was inside and outside.  It went completely down both legs.  At some point he had stepped in it and was making little foot prints on the floor.  The hubby decided to take the floor and I took the boy.  He was stripped and placed in the tub where he was so freaked out he cried the whole time.  The pants where thrown away.  Once he was clean, I checked the floor and found more that was missed, I followed the trail to his room and found a lot more.  Sheets were stripped, comforter was washed, and floor was cleaned some more. 

After all this occurred, I went back to my original plan of cleaning up the cat yuck.  Located the original and some additional of that as well.  Cleaned it up and found some more of “The horror”.  Cleaned up some more.

So and hour and a half had passed and I suddenly had the thought.  “Didn’t I have a beer?”  I went back to the kitchen to get my beer and it wasn’t there.  So I searched the house to see if I left it somewhere else.  (I often put things down and forget where they are).  After about 15 minutes of searching I went and asked the hubby “Have you seen my beer?  I can’t remember where I left it.”  “I put it in the freezer for you so it wouldn't get warm”   A very sweet gesture.  So I headed to the kitchen and was waylaid by the kiddo to come play, so off to his room we traipsed and had a grand time for about 20 minutes. 

It soon became clear that the sheets and comforter weren’t going to be dry in time for bedtime.  So we decided to take him for a ride to see if he would drift off.  Well, we didn’t take into account that it’s allergy season and he’s coughing, so after driving for about 45 minutes we decide to head back to the house and give him a breathing treatment.  After that he was worn out from all the excitement, so we let him drift off to a Spiderman DVD in our bed.  At that point I remembered.  “I had a beer”.  So off to the freezer, I opened the door, took my drink out of the freezer and went to see the hubby in the “man cave”.

“Hi honey, look I have a beercicle.”

I never did get that beer.

Talk to you later.

Jacob's Birthday Party

Jacob's birthday party was on Saturday and it was a hit.  It had been raining for several days prior and was windy and at 55 degrees much colder than the 72 that the weather man had predicted.  So there weren't as many people as expected but that didn't matter.  Everybody had a great time at the farm.  I would recommend Owens Spring Creek Farm to anybody who want's to have an reasonably priced party.  There was a hay ride (we didn't get to it), feeding pen, hot dogs, a pumpkin patch, horses of all sizes, donkeys and chickens.


At the end of the party the kids got to pick out their very own pumpkin.  My friends son had no trouble locating a pumpkin.  He just wanted the biggest.  My niece helped Jacob pick out his pumpkin.  His main criteria seem to be to find the cleanest pumpkin.  He'd pick up a pumpkin by the stem, see the grass and dirt stuck to it and say "It's dirty" then he'd replace the pumpkin and start the process over again.  Eventually a pumpkin was located that was deemed clean.  

Me stressing out about how great the party needed to be was a non issue.  Everyone had a great time.  I don't think that Jacob even realized that the whole thing was for his birthday.  Though he has got the concept of birthday cake.  Every night since the party he wants birthday cake.  Keeping him out of it has been a chore.  Well that's it for the moment.
Talk to you later.

 

The Fair Workout.

On Friday we went to the Texas State Fair.  Both the hubby and I were very excited, we figured that this would be the year the Jacob would really start to get the fair.  We had visions of corndogs and funnel cakes, rides and just plain fun.  So Friday morning we got up early and got ready to go.  Both of us independently made a decision not to take the wagon.  We figured it didn't work out last year, so this year we would skip it.  That's a decision we came to regret. 

We had to run a few errands before we actually headed to the fair but we got there soon after it opened.  Our first stop was the petting zoo.  That was a huge hit.  Jacob was totally in his element checking out all the cool animals.  So it was onward to other side of the fair to get the holy grail of corndogs.  Fletcher's corndogs, the original.  Right away Jacob decided he didn't want to walk.  He wanted "mommy to carry you".  So mommy picked him up and we were off on our quest.  Daddy kept trying to carry him but he wasn't having it. 

So we demolished out corndogs and headed off to find more fun.  Big Tex and the trains were a hit.  But then we started back towards the rides and mommy had carry him again.  And again daddy tried and met the brick wall of preschooler reluctance.  It was just one of those days that he wanted mommy.  We did get to ride one ride.  Some little whale ride that was a little overwhelming for the exhausted one.  I did have a small reprieve after that, for a whole 10 minutes daddy got to carry him.  But then Jacob realized that I was still there and back to mommy he came. 

At that point we decided to start heading toward the car.  I wanted a funnel cake but unfortunately none were to be had in the section we were.  I guess I have to wait till next year for that yummy goodness.  We'll also take the wagon and perhaps wait until after naptime.  Also hubby and I will try to sneak off to the fair alone so we can actually see the boring stuff mommy and daddies like.

The next day I realized just how out of shape I am.  My arms and legs hurt, that was a heck of a work out.

Talk to you later.