Orly finally got a J - O - B

That's right folks. You heard correctly. Orly landed a job. Not just any job. A better job than what he's had in the past. This is a career. For almost 7 months now he's been relentlessly searching and applying and getting closed doors shut in his face. It has all finally paid off. He starts on June 8Th and we're so thrilled because he's really pumped about it. He is what they call a "producer" for a State Farm Agent in Austin. He's going to be out and about getting new accounts. Life policies, health, auto, etc. Best part about it is that he can office out of anywhere. Coffee shop, the living room, out of town, whatever.

Time for Maddox to start going back to daycare. He will hate it at first, then gradually he will learn to love it. They will potty train him which is worth every single penny we shovel into that place. Last week as Orly was in the bedroom, Maddox was running around the house with Clyde. Maddox peeks into the bedroom and Orly sees that Maddox is naked. His initial reaction is what the fu... As Maddox turns around to run AWAY from Orly, he sees that Maddox has poop all over his butt and on his fingers. He jumps off the bed and discovers a pile of poop in the living room. Maddox had taken off his pull up and then proceeded to defecate on the floor of the living room. So again, whatever they do to train him to pee and poop in a toilet is money well spent. Plus, I'll be kid free on my days off. HOORAY!! Wait, does that make me a bad mother? To take your kid to daycare on your days off? Hmm...Nah! I need my time too.

Clyde

Because he's so darn cute....

We thought we almost lost him yesterday. It felt like we lost a child. Luckily, he was just hiding in my closet amongst all my scattered clothing on the floor. I'm pretty sure he heard Orly's voice and thought he was in trouble so he didn't respond to any commands. We gave him extra belly rubs yesterday. On another note.... his mouth is really huge. Just an observation.

Dun-Dun- DUNNNNNNNN

Tomorrow is the day I swore would never happen. I turn 30 years OLD! OLD, not young. I hate it when people say they are "30 years young". WTF ever! I'm not taking it well. I think that my life is passing by way too quickly and it's passing by without me ever having any fun. Don't get me wrong here, I love my life. I do. I love my family, my friends and I even *heart* my job. I just really wish there was more time for all of the things that I love doing and people I love being around. I don't think life was intended for it to be this way. I don't think we were made to work 40 plus hours a week working for the "man" and spend time away from our loved ones.

I really can't complain about my life. For instance, I still have all of my appendages. Which when you look back at all the things that could have possibly taken your arm off and yet you still manage to have it on your person, that's pretty damn amazing. I'm also sane. I'm probably the most "sane" person out of my friends, present readers excluded of course. I also have the family thing down. I don't have a family to "start" or a boyfriend to marry so I'm good in that department. I'm also happy that I'm with someone who is in it for the long haul. Someone who accepts me for all of my flaws, my weird family, and my introvert personality. Thank you for putting up with my sh*t. Let's hope I get better with age.

Do you ever worry that people aren't going to show up to your own party? I do. Maybe it's just my insecurities. Side note, people really need to be more cordial and RSVP by the date requested. That really annoys the FRENCH (rock of love bus) out of me. Thank you for those who did and a big F YOU to those who didn't even feel the need to reply, "maybe", "no", or "yes". As if taking an extra 3 seconds of your facebook time to simply click a button would be too much to ask for. Who cares if I'm saying this anyway? NO ONE READS MY BLOG! and those of you who do, did RSVP. :)

Anyway.

30 is not the new 20. 30 is 30 and I'm just going to have to live with it. On another note, I'm getting WASTED tomorrow night. I don't want to be coherent in any way shape or form. There's only one 30th birthday a girl can ever get. I may as well start the 30's off with a grand entrance.

Poor Madd...

Poor Maddox. He has an ear infection. Poor little guy. He woke up screaming in pain this morning. He had snot everywhere and you could tell he was feeling like death. Orly took him to the Dr.'s office and sure enough he was in the beginning stages of an ear infection. Ear aches are the worst!!! I had so many when I was a kid I had to get tubes in my ears. They help. A lot.

Let's hope Maddox feels better before Christmas. I really want him to be able to rip open a present this year. He feel asleep during last years present unwrapping. Although, sleep sounds like a present in itself right now.

I can't remember the last time I was able to sleep in. :(

Christmas!

I haven't started shopping yet. Luckily, I was able to purchase Orly's online and pick it up in store but the kids' gifts aren't that easy. There's nothing worse than having to shop at Toys R Us. Trust me on that one. Parents aren't that friendly and neither are the staff. They hate all parents and they hate kids even more. Pretty ironic if you ask me. Not only that but there are never any "deals" when it comes to toys. Why?? They know the parents will buy them anyways regardless if it's on sale or not. Bastards.

Ryan wants wii / Nintendo DS / PS 2 games. Yeah, all 3. Because 2 at home game systems and one portable gaming system isn't enough. In addition to that, he wants star wars crap, Ben 10 crap, spider man & Iron man junk too. That's just want he WANTS. That's not including the stuff he says he wants when he sees something at the store or in the paper. Toys R Us also MAILS him stuff too. Isn't that thoughtful of them?! Jerks. Aren't they closing down stores? Maddox is too young to have a Santa list. I'm sure Maddox will enlist Ryan into writing down his Santa list next year.

I wonder... is it too young to announce that Santa isn't real??

Not a good day at all....

I crashed Orly's truck. He's had it since June and I wrecked the poor thing. I feel bad especially since I NEVER EVER drive his truck but I did on Sunday. My brakes have been squeaking and he was going to take my jeep in to be seen so I took his truck. It was raining in the morning and the streets were still slick. There's a slight curve in the road on Westgate near William Cannon. I turned the wheel slightly and the bed of the truck started fishtailing. I let go of the steering wheel for it to correct itself thinking, "how embarrassing". Before I knew it, the front wheels started to skid and loose control. I took the wheel and it was too late. The truck was all over the place. It's a weird feeling to be in mid crash. You really feel as if it's all in slow motion but to this day I cannot remember some of the crash. The truck seemed to be flying and I could hear the tires skidding out of control. Orly's very messy car had debris flying all over the truck. Next thing I see is the wall of dirt and grass leading to Westgate Lanes. The truck hit the embankment and I landed -I say landed because the truck was in the air for a few seconds- on the SIDEWALK facing south bound on Westgate when I started out going north bound on westgate in the right lane. The lady in a truck behind me stopped her truck and checked to see if I was okay. A couple of guys stayed behind as well to make sure I was okay until the help arrived.

I hurt my neck a bit as well as my chest near my shoulder. I suspect it's from the seat belt. BTW- I'm completely convinced I would have hit the glass If I wasn't wearing it.

Orly's truck was sent to the shop this morning and hopefully they can fix it. There wasn't really much damage to the body but the axles are broken. One of the tires completely snapped off of the truck. All of the tires are damaged as well as rims. There's possibly damage to his transmission as there were a lot of leaked fluids. Until then, he's going to be driving around in his clown car - a Chevy Cobalt-.

Thanksgiving!!

Thanksgiving at our house is usually going over to someone else's house and eating their food and bringing their leftovers home. This year we nixed that idea and instead opted for a Thanksgiving at our house. Huge for me because I don't really cook all that much (IE: 2 -3 days a week. Blame my job). Luckily I can read and follow directions so as long as i follow a recipe my food comes out pretty darn good. There will be studying involved beforehand. Dana introduced me to a few of her favorite recipe blogs. I'm going to attempt a Pioneer Woman Thanksgiving. If you click on her link and look up "Thanksgiving" I'm pretty much going to attempt about 70% of whats on her Thanksgiving recipe list. Am I crazy? A tad. I hope it all doesn't go to hell in a hand basket. I'm not insane though. Even I know my weaknesses. I ordered the turkey from Rudy's BBQ. I don't want to poison anyone and I'm not that gal who can pull off a turkey on her first shot. I think turkey making has to be introduced to you when you're young. Unforch, that was never done and I'm certainly not going to attempt it at almost 30 years of age. Perhaps one day when I make my list of things I've never done, a turkey will be on that list. Until then, Rudy's here I come!

My attempts are:

pumpkin and apple pie (pie crust from scratch)

mashed potatoes (from SCRATCH!!)

sweet potatoes (I'm not a fan but she swears her recipe will change me...we'll see)

stuffing (again, from scratch!)

corn and wild rice

whiskey glazed carrots (yes, whiskey) :-)

"Spanish" green beans (wtf makes them Spanish? the cayenne?)

dinner rolls (you guessed it...from scratch!)

Hopefully I don't poison anyone and everything turns out delish. If it doesn't at least we'll have the smoked turkey.

I need more counter space, I think. :(

There will be no going back from this....

Orly and I are going to the Rio Grande Valley super early Saturday morning. I know, exciting times in the RGV. NOT. So to entertain the kiddos I decided to get a portable dvd player. Ryan already has one but he needs a new battery on it. I priced them online and they run about 40 dollars. With shipping and handling you're looking at about 60 bucks. Pfft. F That. So I start researching a little bit more and venture off into Ebay land. I was once addicted to that website back when I was planning my wedding. Sure enough, I find what i'm looking for...





DUAL PORTABLE DVD PLAYER!!





They are pretty badass because they come with a car kit so I can hang them on the back of the headrests. YAY! I love technology. They have their own car chargers (my jeep has 2 outlets in it..even BETTER!) and cases. They also include 2 headsets. So no more annoying "turn that down Ryan!" every 5 seconds for 5 hours. I just hope Maddox sleeps for 5 hours. He likes to get out of his carseat after 30 min of being in the car. I now see why people buy minivans. Not that I would ever BUY one.





Anyway, I won my bid and I "won" this...Hell..I may even sit in the back now. :)

Frustration!!

I'm going to vent because I really feel pretty peeved right now.

My Aunt and "Uncle" are living with me and Orly right now because they are building their beeeautiful home and have their current home on the market to be sold.

First off, I'd like my house back. That is not going to happen anytime soon.

Second, I'd like for them to help out with keeping the house clean. Is that too hard to ask for? If you cook something, clean it up. If you leave a mess, clean it up. It's a concept we've all learned at one point in our lives. I'm sure their beautiful new home will be mess free when it's ready for them.

Lastly, why is it SOOOO damn hard for them to pick up Maddox at a decent hour? He's such a good little guy. He's never fussy. He's always happy (as long as he isn't hungry or has a poopy diaper), and he LOVES them. So whats the problem people?? Pick him up and don't leave him at daycare all damn day. I consider that the LEAST thing you can do when you're living in our home for FREE! UGH!

Oh, and one more thing. Quit putting ideas in Ryan's head about Mc SAME- Mc Cant. He's not our President dammit. He's 7. Telling him that McCain is a "good guy" and Obama is a "not so good guy" is means for eviction.

Rant over.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MADDOX!!!

It's my baby's first birthday!! Horray! We didn't do much for his first birthday. I read that first birthdays can be traumatizing for kids his age. Some parents over do it with clowns and crap. We decided to barbeque and snap a few pics while doing so. He enjoyed the cake so much he had to put his hands in it. If I wasn't house broken, I would too.

Halloweeeeeeeen!!

I adore Halloween. Let me repeat, ADORE! I found a few costumes online. Ryan's is already picked out, he's the Iron Man costume. Maddox's costume is still up for debate. I'm digging the monkey costume because he already looks like a brown monkey. He would totally pull it off. What do you think??

Sunday With the Fam

These were taken at El Mercado on S. 1st St. Yummy!! If you enlarge the last pic of Maddox you can see his little upper tooth coming out.

A cute Ryan and Madd moment.

This has been happening a lot lately. I'll catch Maddox and Ryan hugging each other. Ryan has been carrying Maddox around the house now that Madd is a bit older. Ryan holds him so tight it looks like he's cutting off circulation to Maddox's mid section. Maddox knows better to hold on for dear life. I've caught fear in his eyes a few times when Ryan holds him.

Maddox will be turning one on Sept. 18th! He's been such a joy. He's really a fantastic little kid and i'm not just saying that cause he's my baby. Well, I may be a bit biased. ;) Maddox took his first steps on Sunday. He took about 3 steps before he fell. Since then he's been practicing every chance he gets. I'm a little sad though cause now that he's mobile he's becoming a little more independent. Tear. He'll be walking confidently enough by his birthday. He says, "mama", "dadda", "papa" which I think is Ryan, "baba" for bottle, and my Aunt swears up and down that he says "bath" although no one but HER has actually heard him say that. I think she lies. He also knows that dogs say "woof woof". We'll ask him how the doggies go. He grunts, umpf-umpf.

I love those kiddos!!