we are still in our pjs...

so, i am sitting on the back porch with my most loved laptop watching the girls play in a sandbox filled with rain water and sand. I guess it is just natural for my girls to act like longspaugh boys and i figure since their dad allows them to run around in the mud barefoot i better not be the "bad" guy and confine them to the indoors when a mess is in the works. this is why they make bathtubs right???



speaking of bathtubs...as some know our jack and jill bathroom between the girls room and cade's has been out of commission for the past year due to tile falling off the walls. well, it looks like jeff finally has time to oversee the rehab or makeover of said space and i can not find the pb catalog with the photo a bathroom i want to replicate. well, mostly...i have some ideas of my own to add to it. jeff is wanting a picture, something concrete to see and i can not give it to him. this bathroom has been in the catalog for years and has now been replaced. i tried reminding him i or "we" totally designed our kitchen in the last house from ideas i kept stored in the files of my overstuffed brain. give it another week or two and him having to give the girls all their baths because i can no longer reach over the edge of the circle, yes circle, bathtub in our bath and demolation will begin.



for my bitching of the week....it goes to all you really shitty drivers out there! yesterday must have been if you drive like shit and think you make all the rules of the road follow me around ftw driving day. it started with an eighteen wheeler deciding on a green light to make a left turn across three lanes without notice just as i am coming up in the middle lane doing 40mph. i tried to give him a friendly "hey, i am coming up behind you and will have to lay on my brakes hard to stop if you continue while possibly giving my toddlers whiplash honk" which he ignored and therefore, i followed with the "hey, ASSHOLE, you just broke the fucking law while endangering my family lay on the horn". and of course, not even a second glance from him or apologetic wave. next i am leaving my favorite cm to find that someone left their cart to roll across the parking lot coming to a halt against the back of my suv. again, thanks ASSHOLE! i will usually park away from the crowds and walk the few extra steps so i don't have to get upset with the jerk who parks so close to my door i can not put my child in her carseat without pulling out first or the jerk who thinks the paint of his/her vehicle would look lovely on mine does not ruin my day or cause me to react with a note on their windshield. as i am pushing the first cart to the cart holder which is three feet away (another parking trick of mine is to park close to the cart return so i can buckle kiddos in and then return my cart) a too skinny bitch in another suv backs up down the aisle right past me and my 13mo old at a quick rate to snatch the spot 15 places behind her. ok seriously, does that 30 yards hurt you to walk, does it really add more than 45 more seconds to your day??? then i notice she is also talking on her cell phone and putting on lipstick while doing this and it took all i had to walk away and not let her know just what i thought of her driving. i would have but i now fear that i will open my mouth to some inconsiderate person in public and then have them pull up behind me at izzy's school. or that she/he will be a parent in one of the girls classes next year...thus, making things very uncomfortable, not to mention the same parent would probably be on the board of the preschool and somehow my kiddos registration forms would end up "lost in the shuffle, oops, sorry try again next year".



on the brighter side my dear husband is home for hopefully the next month. this being said since jan. 15th the guy has driven somewhere around 4k miles. first, with his guys trip to terlingua, then within 2 days he left for n.o. only to drive back in the middle of the night to be home in time for our super bowl gathering, then left the following day to finish the job in fort stockton. once back from there i thought we were going to have a break but the following day while driving home from little gym/yoga jeff tells me he is in south dallas and headed back to n.o.....ok, seriously i was beginning to worry. not that we both have not worked alot of hours over the years. ** but, there is a difference in driving 8 to 10 hours a day like this plus jumping right into a job once there or home just seems like a slow suicide. it does look like jeff is home until mid march or so....and hopefully some where in that time he will rest.



**i do think the days when i would bartend at night not getting home to 3 or 4am to turn around and be at the ftw library by 9am were a whole lot easier than my now days of motherhood and answering the phone all day. i truly believe nothing is more tiring than mothering small children...rewarding but extremely body/brain draining.