I love being a mom.

   To me, one of the best parts of being a mom is seeing my boys at the end of the day.  I could have a super crappy day but once I see them my crap mood goes out the window and is replaced by joy.  There is nothing quite like seeing someone every day and still, each and every time, they are just so stinking happy to see you.

Shrek 4 is coming out May 21st!!!   I can't wait!  Here's a trailer.

Bitch Please.

Right now the whole world just seems to be pick-pick-picking at me and I just want to tell everyone to piss off and hide my head under the covers and sleep for 24 hours.  Work is, well, less than enjoyable right now (although I give a big shout-out to Rebecca for all her help--that woman saved me yesterday!!).  When I come home, I can't even go to the bathroom without a fuss because Lucas is now my conjoined twin when we're home and Mark is still at work.  To top it off  AF comes to visit me at work with absolutely no warning whatsoever and I ruined my favorite pants.  Thankfully a lab coat covers quite nicely since there's no way I would have been able to go home to change.

Pity Party at My House

  OK, I really can't complain about the life I have.  In fact, most days I think I have it pretty darn good.  But for some reason these past couple of days I'm just not feeling the love.  Lucas is a die-hard daddy's boy and if Mark is anywhere near Lucas then the child wants nothing to do with me.  Mark says it's just because he's not around as much but I think it's because he's the fun parent.  This morning Lucas wasn't feeling well.  Mark was holding him and I tried to rub his head and kiss his cheek and he pushed my face out of the way! **Sigh** If Mark isn't around then he's my cuddle bug.  Whatever.  Garrett was the same way so I shouldn't be surprised.  I told Mark that I'm going to have "Kelly Poulin--Good in a Pinch" put on my headstone.
 And another thing...I called Mark from work today to remind him that today was trash day so when he picked up the phone I started singing "Yackety Yack" (You know, "...take out the papers and the trash..")
So he said "Yeah, what do you want?"  Apparently my song didn't speak for itself.  And he didn't find it funny.  My feeble attempts at humor are nearly always wasted on him.  Probably because he's funnier than I am.

Random Grievance

I just want to preface this post by saying that I don't have anything against cigarette smokers in general.  Hey, blacken your lungs all you want, I won't be all in your face about it.  Heck, I'm an ex-smoker myself.  What I don't get is why people think it's perfectly OK to throw their used cigarette butts out of their car windows.  Why can't people use their ash trays?  Even my no-frills car came with a small ash tray and cigarette lighter!  To me, that's no different than throwing a coffee cup or candy bar wrapper out the window after you're done with it.

Winter Blahs???

I'm not sure if this minor funk that I'm in is the winter doldrums or just life getting too far ahead of me, but lately I've been feeling like work, home and parenting has been sucking the life right out of me.  Even one of my dear coworkers has picked up on it.  I've been a bit of a crankass lately.  It's pretty bad when my crankypants mood crosses over into the workplace because I am usually very good at leaving work stuff at work and home stuff at home.   I love my family more than life but I need a break!  So I've decided that Mark and I are going to get away sans kids for a weekend.  Yippee!  My mom has graciously agreed to watch the boys for me so we can do this.  We probably won't be able to do this until the beginning of March but it gives me something to look forward to during these long winter months!

Just trying to figure out how to do pictures on this...I'm, shall we say, technologically challenged.  Hence the serious lack of pictures on this blog.  But here's one of me that my Aunt Verna sent that she found from when I was 20 months old.  I was a cutie!

Yeah, I'm still trying to figure out the scanner too.  Mark isn't home to help me so I'm left to my own devices.