I am such a Goober-

I titled the last entry and wrote nothing about what is that is making my back ache. On Sunday I was at my 'rents house and planted over 50 various flower bulbs with the help of my cute little 4 year old. Then I helped my mom by gutting her bathroom and dispensing of 30 year old soap and shampoo samples from various hotel stays. Apparently my brother was a brut wearer in his teenage years and left his stock there. Gee.... I wonder why??? So we threw a lot away from the corners of the bathroom cabinets. My mom feels so good about it. She said it needed to be done. I agree. Then on Monday at home, the hubs and I preped all of the dirt in the front yard and are thinking about what we want to plant. We knew for sure that we were planting tomatoes on the side of the house (great sun) and we got them done. So to go with the sunburn I have a ready to go garden.

Of course there was a mishap with Bud. He saw his frisbee and when I was talking to the neighbor he threw it. It hit the neighbors flowers and took the tops off of two marigolds in the 6 pack they bought. I was embarrassed. I made Bud say sorry to the neighbor and when we went to get the tomatoes I made him use his 2 dollars to pay for a new 6 pack of flowers for the neighbors. He walked over and said the her "I am sorry Mrs. B and I got this for you with my own money" she was all in a fret saying now you did not have to do that, but her husband Mr. B was quite impressed. I am not looking to impress anyone by any means, and if next time it is a window that he takes out with a hockey puck he knows that there is a price to pay for.... get this word.....tomfoolery. That is what I told them. Mr. B came over and thanked us for making sure that Bud was responsible for his actions. I know that is what my parents made me do when I was a kid, I know he is only 4 and that he probably does not understand all of this, but one day he will and hopefully he will be a better person for it.

Oh my aching back.

I had a pretty good weekend. I accomplished a lot and feel good about it. oooh oooh oooh I have to tell you what happened on Friday. Well actually Thursday last week.... mean person comes to my cubie and says "do you like country music?" I said yes, I listen to the local station. She says "Really, do you like country music?" I said I have been on the listeners advisory board for the local radio station for a about a year. End of conversation.
Friday I come in to work all ready for the weekend celebrating that my direct boss was taking a vacation day and not a lot of people were in the office. Mean person comes up to me and says here. She produces a copy of the latest Dixie Chicks CD. She has gone to all of the local outlets and bought all of the CD's and has given them away. She believes in the message they are sending and what they have done that she is buying them all up. I say thanks. Put it in my computer and listen. Not bad. Not great, but not bad. On a scale of buy or not I would say if it's on sale sure, otherwise wait. We had this long conversation about Dixie Chicks politics and her politics and all I said was yes. I may have different views than her, but I have an open mind. I understand her thought process and I have mine. That is what makes the world tolerant.
So that sent me in to a good weekend. That and I got an email from Snarkie and La Dolce we are going to get together soon!

Bud and Daddy Day!

If each day I got yelled at it would be worth it as long as in return Bud and Daddy had days like yesterday.
Things happen that are so far out of my control that there is nothing that I can do. If a nameless wireless company takes money that my company sends in and applies it to a "holding account" because they are stupid It is not my fault. If said wireless company turns off CEO's phone for non-payment it is not my fault. But some how it is. As previously mentioned I took my beating (even if it was not my fault) and dealt with it.

Well, yesterday Bud and hubs went to the ball game. It was a noon o'clock game and it was delayed 2 hours due to rain. Well as they entered the ball park one of the promotional people there asked if Bud would like to be the honorary coach. This is where the kid goes ON the field and gives the umpire the line up cards for the teams. He did it and loved it. Their picture is on the front page of the sports page of the paper. He also got 3 baseballs which delighted him so much. He said that he had a great "Bud and Daddy day" The excitement and joy on his face when I walked in the door yesterday was priceless. I know it was a fluke and it it not always like that, but that does not matter it happened for them yesterday.

So as I said.... I will take a hundred days of getting yelled at for him to have a hundred days of yesterday.

Side note: My dad won the volunteer of the year which is great.

Mean person: How are you? Are you OK?

mommyrox: Yes, I took my beating.

Mean person: And you took it well (chuckle, chuckle)

mommyrox: Well I have an older brother and I have had years of experience.

Mean person: Well, OK (laughing)

People who know where I am and what I do know what I am talking about.

All I can say is what the F*&^!

Bite me!

Get over yourself. Do you realize how stupid you sound? You are spewing nonsense. So stop yelling and get a grip.

Sincerely,
The second biggest idiot, but not for long
(since you are the first)

The mighty High

There are so many good things going on right now. I mean the immediate future 7-10 days. I have a great kid and a great husband. That is just the tip of the highness. Tonight is parent teacher conference, so my son may not be so great in 7 hours. Just kidding! Anyways, tomorrow is the Mother's Day tea party for his school. How nice is that. I am leaving work early to go to that with my son. Next is the Lilac festival parade which we will do together on Saturday. Those are just some of the upcoming events.
My dad has been nominated for the LPGA volunteer of the year. That is great! I am just so happy for him. The only way I can describe it is that it is like an Emmy nomination for regular people. He was nominated last year, and I felt the same way. I think it is exciting. Oh yeah... did I mention that I got the nomination too? I have never been nominated for anything by my peers except for biggest flirt in 8th grade which really does not count. Anyways the ceremony is on the 17th where they announce the winner. It is funny I have been a volunteer at this event for 20 years and just thought that it was a service to the community (proceeds to go to Camp Haccamo for disabled children).
******Next******
I played hockey with Bud last night. We played two games of driveway hockey. He.... kicked..... my.... ass. Keeping in mind that he is 4 and I am.... well..... older. We played to ten and the score was 4-10 and 2-10. He is amazing with stick and puck handling. I am not only in shock that I lost, but the score in which I lost by. His closing remarks were "it's ok to loose, you can try again" Umm.. yeah after I do a bit of conditioning.
So there are a lot of good things going on now. I am sure that once things settle down it will go back to the norm, but for now I am liking the HIGH!

Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday dear Hubs
Happy Birthday to you.

xoxoxoxoxox


Back from PA and so freakin' tired. Read book from co-worker. It is a speedy read, and in some places actually very thought provoking. There are some parts that you want to say "WHAT?!?" and then in the next breath say "wow.... you could be right"

One of my nieces who is about to be 2 saw a man that looked like Santa this weekend. He is in Rotary and sat with my family for a minute and as he sat this little voice says "ho-ho...ho-ho" it was so funny, since he really does look like Santa, and I never put the two together. The gentleman said that he gets it all the time. Well her older sister who is 5 came over and shook her head no because she did not think it was him. I said "well what do you think Santa does the rest of the year?" You could see her thought process where she was afraid to say it was not him, but not ready to concede that it was him. Those girls are really amazing! Too bad the parents suck! (That is until they apologize!)

Yeah.... I know.... It's been a while.

There has not been too much to report on. I have been loaned a book called Freakonomics from Mistah K at work. I will indulge myself this weekend when I have to sit in the back on that loooonnnnngggg drive to PA.

• My nephew who is two, fell down the stairs and broke his collar bone. A great big smoochie to him and a speedy recovery! Poor guy!
• I am leaving work early today to get my hair done. If my life were not so chaotic I would do it during down time like normal people, but I am not normal.
• My home computer shit the bead, needs to see Doctah H
• I tried something called lip waxing. Big mistake.....HUGE mistake.....I do not recommend it. Hurts like a mutha.
• I have now gained back the xx amount of lbs. I lost and need motivation to get it back off.

Have a great weekend.

Love the Delta Sonic!

You may recall my issue where I left my car window down and it rained in my car for 24 hours straight. Well I took her to the Delta Sonic which those for you not familiar is a car wash/detail/oil change shop. I went to get my car taken care of with a "Kleen Air" thing since my car was beginning to smell like mildew from my stupidity. Here is where the LOVE the Delta Sonic comes in. They did the Kleen Air thing, cleaned and shampooed my carpets and seats, and my car mats! I can see the NY Jets helmet on my car mats again! My car with over 100,000 miles on it is like new! I keep taking these deep smells and I am so pleased it smells so good! I can not even begin to tell you how happy I am. Now, this was no easy task. My car was there all day and so naturally I had to take the day off from work. My father picked me up at the Detail shop with Bud and we had a full day. Going to Tim Hortons for breakfast, to the park to play on the playground, to McDonald's to play in the Playplace, back to his house and picked up sticks in the yard from the recent winds, and then back to get my car.
It was a great day. Especially the part where Bud says I loved today! It was a Bud, Papa and mommy day, that I will store in my memory box because that sweet little voice and the sincerity behind it is priceless. The tough thing was today he said as I was going to work, mommy....can we have "family day" today? I had to say no. Since my husband works weekends we do not have many a "family day" like most people. So maybe tomorrow we will have a family day. After all the days go by so fast!

Not one, but two hat tricks! Go Buffalo!

Now I have never been a fan of the Buffalo Sabres. I know.... I know..... how is that possible when I love the Amerks. I'll tell you. It's the coaching. I like the Amerks organization, and the coaching staff. I do not like the Buffalo coaches. I think that L. Ruff is a bozo. I am proud of the accomplishments of the former Amerks that have risen to the challenge of the NHL. J. Pomminville, Ryan Miller, Paul Gaustead, JP Dummont and Derek Roy. Now no one likes to be in the lower ranks of the AHL, but these guys are where they are because of their skill and their ability to be coached. My hats off to Cunnyworth and Houda who have assisted these guys.
Pomminville & Dummont each got a hat trick last night and the game was good to watch (unless you were a Flyers fan) Sorry Mistah RT. That 10 smackers will be a nice addition to my wallet. Unless Buffalo tanks. Let's hope not.

What was funny about my weekend........

Random things that happened that were funny. By Bud.

When asking for breakfast says "can I have oap-pa-meal" (oatmeal)
When asking for cartoons "can I watch real cartoons" as opposed to what... fake ones????
No mommy I do not want lunch now, in a few minutes I'll be hungry.....(after 3 seconds) Ok I'm hungry now.
I'm 4.... when I am 5 I can do big kid things....but I am a big kid so I can do them, but not till I am 5. (He lost me on that one)
We were cleaning out the "baby clothes" from his dresser and he realized that some of his hockey shirts do not fit anymore. He says When I get smaller I can fit them. I said Bud you are not getting smaller you are getting bigger. Well you are getting smaller I some up to here (pointing to my waist) on you now. Ummm yeah that's it. Not going to explain that one.
Mommy.....how old are you. I said how old do you think I am? He says old. I said that is right! then I thought about that statement and I am not so sure I like it.

To top off my weekend I had left my car window open on Friday night and my husband noticed it when he came home from work on Saturday evening. So that left an entire 24 hours of on and off hard rain in my car. My butt is soaked today at work and I can not get the damp feeling out of my system. I thought for sure it would be dry today, but NOOOOO! It is still soaked. I did not think that it would be that wet, but I did not notice till after I dropped Bud off at school, and have the wet spot on my hind end! Sometimes I am an idiot.
Hope your day is going better.

Prayers to you my friend and the family of your loved one lost.

The age old question.... Why do bad things happen to good people? I don't mean that while you were cleaning the china you accidentally broke a piece. I mean when babies are robbed of their mommies and husbands are robbed of their wives. Good people in the prime of their young lives, doing good things. Today is a beautiful day. The wind is warm on my cheek and it is not too hot out. The sun is blazing in the sky and it is truly a glorious day.
I received an email from a very dear friend which sparked off a frenzy of email love to other friends and family. Her friend has passed suddenly while carrying her unborn child. The child has since been brought in to the world and with all of the love that a grieving husband can muster he will carry on in love. Love for his wife and love for his child.
So I ask you again, why do bad things happen to good people? I do not want to know what the life lesson is here because it is always the same. ...... you will not get more than you can handle.......they are in a far better place now........they were part of a bigger and better plan.....this too shall pass......yadda yadda yadda.

Sorry, that is not good enough. All a stranger can say (since that is what I am) is I am so sorry. I am so very sorry. As I carry on today and tomorrow with my husband and my son, in a cruel twisted fate, I am so sorry. I will pray for your strength and for that of your child. I will think of you every once in a while and hope that things are going well. That is the best I can offer. I am thousands of miles away and the only thing I can do is wish you strength in the coming days....months....years.

La Dolce Vita my prayers are with you as well and I wish you the same strength to get through this.

I have nothing to say today.
Can you believe it?
Nothing exciting happened yesterday and there is no funky day to celebrate.
I can tell you about Easter. It was quite lovely! We had beef tenderloin, twice baked potatoes, a cool-whip salad, rolls, and gravy. You will notice I forgot a vegetable. We all got over it though. I just forgot to take the peas out of the freezer and nuke them..... my bad! All considered it was really good if I must say so myself. [pat on the back]
Bud had a really great time at the Easter egg hunt at his great-grandma's house. Man that kid loves to run. He smiles where ever he is running to which I think is the cutest thing. One of these days a bug is going to fly in and that will be the end of that hee hee hee.
Happy Tuesday!

HAPPY DYNGUS DAY

What???? You never heard of Dyngus Day. Well I shall share with you the tradition of Dyngus Day.
Historically a Polish-American tradition, Dyngus Day celebrates the end of the often restrictive observance of lent and the joy of Easter. Over the decades, Dyngus Day has become a wonderful holiday to celebrate Polish-American culture, heritage and traditions.
There are many stories that attempt to explain the origins of the day. Many Polish customs date back to pre-Christian practices of our Slavic ancestors. The custom of pouring water is an ancient spring rite of cleansing, purification, and fertility. The same is true of the complimentary practice of switching with pussy willow branches. Many parties begin at Noon on the Monday after Easter with a large buffet of traditional Easter foods (Kielbasa, ham, fresh breads, eggs). It is common to hear polka music on Dyngus with the mandatory dancing of at least one polka.
Pussy Willows play a big part in Dyngus Day celebrations as men and women flirt with playful “taps”. Branches are used as the pussy willow is one of the first “budding” plants of Spring after a cold winter. But how did the pussy willow get its name? According to Polish legend, many springs ago, baby kittens fell into a raging river while chasing butterflies. The mother cat sadly wept at the river's edge, pleading for help for her drowning kittens. The willows heard her mournful cries and swept their long graceful branches into the water. The kittens grabbed the branches, held on tightly and were safely brought to shore. Every spring, from that day to this, the willows sprout fur-like buds where the tiny kittens once clung.
With the help of the Buffalo News & Mister Joe, that my friends is Dyngus Day.

So Happy Dyngus Day!

You learn something new everyday

I guess that is what is supposed to make one stronger or wiser or both. Anyways today I learned about fantasy baseball. I work in a 4 way cube with 2 guys. They were talking baseball and how much they like the sport. I was lost in the conversation, kind of like person c joining an a & b conversation, only being included. Well, at the end of it all I asked if one of them could explain fantasy baseball to me and we got in to discussions on the complexities of picking teams and such. I learned a lot. Then the statement came."you mean to tell me that the conversation we just had you had no idea what we were talking about?" my reply "umm yup". I guess I am good at looking like I understand something when I really don't. So now I can participate in the conversations somewhat intelligently! Very nice. I work next to a couple of nice guys who are manly men. They don't iron their shirts, but they were clean clothes. They hold intelligent conversations and have a mans attitude of whatever (unless it's sports). So maybe to the delight of my husband the next time he turns on the ball game I may pay attention just a bit to learn what the players do and what an ERA is (apparently it's not the detergent), and what an RBI is (not the Rochester Business Institute). There still is a lot to learn, but I will take it in stride.

I am such a nut!
I can not believe that I forgot the goodie bags for Bud's classmates. I was supposed to bring it today and I forgot. I will have to bring it tomorrow! Jeesh! There is nothing like walking into the class room and seeing some of the kids that will not be in school tomorrow bring in goodie bags for the other kids. I, the brilliant person that I am, forgot to bring ours in. So now I have to make an extra trip to the school tomorrow and drop the bags off on my way to work. Sometimes I wonder where my head is. The flip side is the living quarters of my home is all dusted, and cleaned up for out company. That just made my home sound big didn't it? Well it isn't. It is regular size. My hubs & I were all busy last night getting it done (the cleaning that is....). What a good feeling. My in laws are going to be at the house for dinner, and a good friend Miss B will be there too. I am looking forward to it. I really like my in-laws, the hubs dad and step-mom. They are nice people to be around. I personally do not spend a lot of time with them, but the hubs goes to his dads every once in a while to visit. Really the only time we spend together is when they come over for a birthday or Christmas. It will be nice to have them.
So tonight I will be stuffing Easter bags with HUGE amounts of GUILT and then be over it. Not that any kid needs more candy it is like Halloween in the spring.

sidenote: that pesky weatherman said cloudy today and not too warm. Well it is not cloudy and it is warm. JOY.

Ok I am all better......well sort of.

It is a beautiful day out and I am so excited that my flowers have started to bloom. I have completed my eggs for Bud to do the Easter egg hunt on Sunday, and I am working on becoming more organized. Side note Target's generic version of ritz bits are....well..... not too good. I took Bud to get his new hockey helmet on Sat. and he loves it. He wears it all day, it is just so cute. My friend La Dolce Vita has a couple of really cute ones. I just want to pinch their cheeks they are so cute. Not too much going on in the happy front.
xoxoxox

I have yet to figure out what is so damn funny!

Apparently my frustration is funny, and it is funny to more than one person. The hubs thinks that it is funny that I have not spoken to my parents in a week. We (my mom and I) usually talk once a day or every other day. We have not spoken since April 3. I was in the presence of my dad on Sunday and we sat next to each other for three hours and did not speak a word. I am just like my father. Then I see him at a meeting yesterday and he asks me if we are coming to dinner on Thursday. I said no. I have to work on Thursday and on Friday so staying out late is not an option for me. It works for one person and one person only... the brothers wife. Since my brother is a CPA and this is tax week for him it does not work for him either, but he has no back bone and will not say a word against his wife. Again who cares about the rest of the family. Anyways.... my dad then says that he is picking up Bud on the regular Tuesday night and that he is going out to dinner with my niece for her birthday. Now, wait a freakin' (insert your own bad word there) second here isn't she having a party on Saturday???? I will not even get in to their statement we" do the same for all of the kids" since that clearly is not the case here. I can not recall them ever taking James out special for his birthday. So flaunt that in my face why don't you. So hubs said to me last night have you talked to your dad yet? I said no we just set time for Bud to get picked up and established that we will not be at their dinner (a whole 8 second conversation). He laughs. I asked what is so funny. He just says you are. I am not trying to be. Well, my mother calls me at work today and says are you coming over on Thursday? I said that I already had that conversation with dad and that we are not going to be there. She said your father is picking up Bud tonight. I said I know. She laughs (the rude snickering way) and said ok bye.

I have enough shit going on right now. My head is hurting all the time since the mini-stroke, and I am stressing out on this family not having Easter dinner thing, and other life situations, and this call from her was the last thing I needed. Why is this a joke? What is so damn funny?
This may sound stupid, but I have prayed about this and it is keeping me up at night. I just do not know what to do. Breaking down is not an option.

School Picture Day

The craziness that happens at school with.... get this.... the parents when children have to get their pictures taken at school. All of the girls are there in pretty dresses and the parents are instructing them (they're 3-4) how to straighten the dress for the picture, the parents of the boys just ask that they tuck in their shirt and don't get dirty. I said just smile. After all you are not going to see the dress you are getting a head shot. I mean really parents get the kids all dressed up in these nice outfits from head to toe, tell them to stay clean and you only get a head shot. Oh the madness! Is this the kind of stress that kids freak out on and say my parents made me this way?
I did notice that the picture packages are meant for rocket scientists to understand. You can get packages 1-17 that is all different size pictures, you can get random single pictures or just a class picture. Now a select few packages have this thing called premiere touch. That is if your child is frowning they can make him/her smile, if hair is out of place they smooth it. OK that is creepy. Who's smile are you going to put on my kid? I opted to pass on premiere touch, but I wanted the "keepsake 8x10" and you can not get that if you don't want the premiere touch. Are you still with me here. It is very confusing. I had to do a special add on for the 8x10 picture. I am still confused I just hope I have the right pictures. All I know is that in my world he is as cute as can be and I really do not need a picture to tell me.

....but mommy it is just paper.

I handed my son his winnings from the NCAA pool last night. He takes the envelope and opens it up. He fans out the money and says with a big look of disappointment ....but mommy it is just paper. I did a slight chuckle. I guess he is used to change since that is what we give him. I told him that hockey helmets cost paper money and that he needed to hang on to that until we get to the store. He went in to his room and a few minutes later he came out with a bunch of strips of regular paper. He asked me if that was enough for a new stick. Clever, but I explained to him that money was on a special paper and that play money is not to buy real things. Seemed to work for now.