I just got off work about an hour ago and ran to the grocery store. Nothing unusual there really. I was only picking up some stuff for the Weeman, milk and the like (perhaps O's of Cheer with which to grind their souls into my carpet?). And there it was. Calling to me. Beckoning...BUY ME!!!
The display of 20 pound bags of potatoes.
I feel like Bubba Blue when I think of all the things I can do with potatoes...
Mashed Potatoes, Fried Potatoes, Boiled Potatoes, Potato Pancakes, Hashbrown Potatoes, French Fried Potatoes....so on and so forth. MMMM Tatery Goodness...all carbs and starch and all those bad things we're not supposed to eat if we're trying to lose weight.
To that I say SUCK IT HOOKER.
With one swell foop, I snatched up a bag one handed no less and plopped it into my cart.
After I walked in the door it occurred to me.
What the Blue Hell am I supposed to do with TWENTY FREAKING POUNDS OF POTATOES????
But you have to admit, I did get a good bargain for my buck. Only 3.99 for the bag...Potato Soup, Baked Potatoes, Scalloped Potatoes, Julienne Potatoes, Au Gratin Potatoes, Latkes...
Weeman LOVES his potatoes too so, it's not like they'll go to waste, unless we don't use them.
But TWENTY POUNDS???
At least it wasn't FIFTY...
xoxo,
Ouiser
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
Time To W(h)ine
*le sigh*
Today's rant is brought to you by the lifesuck, work, and the glory of chocolate. In lieu of wine tonight (because I must be at the lifesuck at 8:30am...and my wrist is insanely in pain, due to the life suck, and hubby is at work) I have a chocolate cheesecake sampler. Yummy! Perfect timing for them to mark one down 40% too.
A thought occurred to me today...being a mom is not for the faint of heart. Being a working mom is not for the faint of spirit. Being a working mom who never has a set schedule is like keeping 12 cats in a single bathtub at once for 18 hours a day. I can only imagine what being a single working mom is like.....I assume they would pretty much be vampires. When do they ever get sleep? BTW, I am currently waiting for Wubbzy to end so Lil Bit will go to bed. She has to catch her stories, don't'cha know.
I'm not ungrateful to be working. I want to make that clear from the start. However, a full 8 hours of sleep should not be much to ask for. I am only a part time employee. The week before last I was scheduled for 25 hours...lower than normal, but at least I had a few days to get things done. Last week, however, I was scheduled 40 hours. Four. Zero. Forty. Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot. So I worked 8 hours a day (a rare occurrence in itself) for 5 days straight (a rarity as well). Well, almost. The fifth day i clocked in 2.5 hours late due to a communication issue between me and the hubby. He thought he had to be home to watch the baby in time for me to be at work at 11am. Nope...8am. Sooooooooo he got home at 9am. But these things happen. At least the day flew by once I got to work.
Anywho, 5 days straight. And today, this lovely Friday, is my off day. My only off day. Tomorrow I start another 5 days straight. Only 38 hours though. The bad news is that I have to be there at 8:30am the next 3 days and 8am the last 2 days. I. Will. Never. Get. Sleep. Again. The check right before Christmas will be spectacular. But seriously, I need sleep at some point. I forgot to mention I have to take hubby to work every night at 10pm and pick him up at either 6am, 6:30am, or 7am. And between pm and am I have to get the baby to bed and find some time to sleep myself. The house can suck it. If I have to choose between 5 hours of sleep and a clean kitchen, I'd rather get a little shuteye.
I just need sleep. I had to pick hubby up this morning and decided to stay up and spend a couple child-free hours with him while lying under the covers on the couch as we watched music videos on the XBox. Romantic, eh?
Before i forget, the beauty mission for today is to go take a nice, hot, long shower. Send the kiddos to bed, hubby, the neighbors, Timbuktu, wherever. Just make sure you have as long as you want to let the hot water hug you. I did that earlier and felt like a new person afterwards. Also, eat some chocolate. Don't question my methods, just do it. If you need to add something beauty-specific, do something you have been neglecting to do due to quick showers before you pass out...or if you are like me, the kiddo is usually in the shower with you, therefore razors stay outside of the shower on the bathroom counter.
And now, an ode to the wonderful ladies at rantsfrommommyland.com ...if not for these ladies, I would be a wreck. I would still be thinking I had to be Perfect Mommy. Bump that. There are Cheerio souls all over my floors and I really don't care right now. Bedtime is close, as is my cheesecake time. Anywho, I now present you with:
Domestic Enemies Of The Working Mom With An Ever-Changing Schedule
1. Disorganization
I was not born an organized person. Far from it. But this whole crazy schedule makes it 1,000,000 times worse. My bills are always late because I always forget where I put my mail, and that means I never know how much I owe or when it is due. Bleh. I can never really meal plan. I can never really even cook some nights. I get home and have just enough time to sit down and let my feet get a little relief until it's time to take the hubby to work, kid in tow. And to make me feel even suckier, I feel like no cleaning ever gets done. I try to establish a cleaning schedule, but then fate intervenes and on my big kitchen day, I instead have to work 10am-7pm. Great, there's my whole day.
2. Kiddo Non-Schedule
Every house has a basic schedule. Everyone has there set wake-up time, breakfast time, bath time, bed time, dinner time, nap time. etc. Most even have an evening TV schedule. Not me. Not my kiddo. Lil Bit wakes up sometimes as early as 8:30am or as late as 10:30am. Of course, that will change when brother-in-law moves out since she will have to get up and go with to pick daddy up. I can't wait! *dread* Nap time is typically 3 hours from when she gets up. She is usually ready around Noon and sleeps for 3 hours. But, due to scheduling conflicts, nap time has to be postponed. If hubby is watching her, but has to work that night, he will lay her down 2.5 hours from the time I get off work. After a 20 minute drive, I get home with enough time to sit down and turn on the TV or grab some food before she is up and at em for the afternoon/evening. Dinner time? Really? We grab food whenever we can. Today we had yumy sammiches with daddy before work...at about 8pm. Bed time is an oddball. Sometimes she will lay down easy peasy at 11pm as long as we get home in time for Nina on Sprout to say good night to Hush the fish and for her to sing the good night song. If we get home after 11pm, like tonight since we had to run in for a couple groceries, we stay up and watch Wubbzy and Kai Lan for a bit. Long story short, we fly by the seat of our pants all day.
3. Who Is That Guy In My Bed???
Since our schedules are so vastly different, hubby and I have the opportunity to sleep together in the same bed only a few times a month. We only actually sleep in the same bed once every month or two. That is probably the #1 suckiest thing about me working crazy hours during the day (anywhere from clocking in at 8am and clocking out at 9pm) and hubby working 10pm-7am. I miss cuddling. =(
4. Childcare
I am blessed in this department. I have my mom, 2 sisters-in-law, and my hubby to choose from. However, this can bite me in the butt too. Since they aren't paid, they can refuse (except hubby, of course). If I end up childcareless, I have to come up with a reason to go to the doctor so the absence is excused. Hooray for my HRA!
5. Too Much Month, Not Enough Money
Seriously, how can 2 people be working and still barely get by, financially???!!!??? This is getting ridiculous. I want to quit and just stay home. At least I would save on gas and have a cleaner house. Of course, luxuries like food and electricity are nice too, so I must keep the lame job that makes me all stabby on a daily basis.
Props to all the mamas out there busting hump every day. I don't know how we do it. Will someone come start my IV drip of caffeine? Also, I have a pimple on my shoulder and no hubby home to look at it. =( Work can suck it.
<3 Truvy
Today's rant is brought to you by the lifesuck, work, and the glory of chocolate. In lieu of wine tonight (because I must be at the lifesuck at 8:30am...and my wrist is insanely in pain, due to the life suck, and hubby is at work) I have a chocolate cheesecake sampler. Yummy! Perfect timing for them to mark one down 40% too.
A thought occurred to me today...being a mom is not for the faint of heart. Being a working mom is not for the faint of spirit. Being a working mom who never has a set schedule is like keeping 12 cats in a single bathtub at once for 18 hours a day. I can only imagine what being a single working mom is like.....I assume they would pretty much be vampires. When do they ever get sleep? BTW, I am currently waiting for Wubbzy to end so Lil Bit will go to bed. She has to catch her stories, don't'cha know.
I'm not ungrateful to be working. I want to make that clear from the start. However, a full 8 hours of sleep should not be much to ask for. I am only a part time employee. The week before last I was scheduled for 25 hours...lower than normal, but at least I had a few days to get things done. Last week, however, I was scheduled 40 hours. Four. Zero. Forty. Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot. So I worked 8 hours a day (a rare occurrence in itself) for 5 days straight (a rarity as well). Well, almost. The fifth day i clocked in 2.5 hours late due to a communication issue between me and the hubby. He thought he had to be home to watch the baby in time for me to be at work at 11am. Nope...8am. Sooooooooo he got home at 9am. But these things happen. At least the day flew by once I got to work.
Anywho, 5 days straight. And today, this lovely Friday, is my off day. My only off day. Tomorrow I start another 5 days straight. Only 38 hours though. The bad news is that I have to be there at 8:30am the next 3 days and 8am the last 2 days. I. Will. Never. Get. Sleep. Again. The check right before Christmas will be spectacular. But seriously, I need sleep at some point. I forgot to mention I have to take hubby to work every night at 10pm and pick him up at either 6am, 6:30am, or 7am. And between pm and am I have to get the baby to bed and find some time to sleep myself. The house can suck it. If I have to choose between 5 hours of sleep and a clean kitchen, I'd rather get a little shuteye.
I just need sleep. I had to pick hubby up this morning and decided to stay up and spend a couple child-free hours with him while lying under the covers on the couch as we watched music videos on the XBox. Romantic, eh?
Before i forget, the beauty mission for today is to go take a nice, hot, long shower. Send the kiddos to bed, hubby, the neighbors, Timbuktu, wherever. Just make sure you have as long as you want to let the hot water hug you. I did that earlier and felt like a new person afterwards. Also, eat some chocolate. Don't question my methods, just do it. If you need to add something beauty-specific, do something you have been neglecting to do due to quick showers before you pass out...or if you are like me, the kiddo is usually in the shower with you, therefore razors stay outside of the shower on the bathroom counter.
And now, an ode to the wonderful ladies at rantsfrommommyland.com ...if not for these ladies, I would be a wreck. I would still be thinking I had to be Perfect Mommy. Bump that. There are Cheerio souls all over my floors and I really don't care right now. Bedtime is close, as is my cheesecake time. Anywho, I now present you with:
Domestic Enemies Of The Working Mom With An Ever-Changing Schedule
1. Disorganization
I was not born an organized person. Far from it. But this whole crazy schedule makes it 1,000,000 times worse. My bills are always late because I always forget where I put my mail, and that means I never know how much I owe or when it is due. Bleh. I can never really meal plan. I can never really even cook some nights. I get home and have just enough time to sit down and let my feet get a little relief until it's time to take the hubby to work, kid in tow. And to make me feel even suckier, I feel like no cleaning ever gets done. I try to establish a cleaning schedule, but then fate intervenes and on my big kitchen day, I instead have to work 10am-7pm. Great, there's my whole day.
2. Kiddo Non-Schedule
Every house has a basic schedule. Everyone has there set wake-up time, breakfast time, bath time, bed time, dinner time, nap time. etc. Most even have an evening TV schedule. Not me. Not my kiddo. Lil Bit wakes up sometimes as early as 8:30am or as late as 10:30am. Of course, that will change when brother-in-law moves out since she will have to get up and go with to pick daddy up. I can't wait! *dread* Nap time is typically 3 hours from when she gets up. She is usually ready around Noon and sleeps for 3 hours. But, due to scheduling conflicts, nap time has to be postponed. If hubby is watching her, but has to work that night, he will lay her down 2.5 hours from the time I get off work. After a 20 minute drive, I get home with enough time to sit down and turn on the TV or grab some food before she is up and at em for the afternoon/evening. Dinner time? Really? We grab food whenever we can. Today we had yumy sammiches with daddy before work...at about 8pm. Bed time is an oddball. Sometimes she will lay down easy peasy at 11pm as long as we get home in time for Nina on Sprout to say good night to Hush the fish and for her to sing the good night song. If we get home after 11pm, like tonight since we had to run in for a couple groceries, we stay up and watch Wubbzy and Kai Lan for a bit. Long story short, we fly by the seat of our pants all day.
3. Who Is That Guy In My Bed???
Since our schedules are so vastly different, hubby and I have the opportunity to sleep together in the same bed only a few times a month. We only actually sleep in the same bed once every month or two. That is probably the #1 suckiest thing about me working crazy hours during the day (anywhere from clocking in at 8am and clocking out at 9pm) and hubby working 10pm-7am. I miss cuddling. =(
4. Childcare
I am blessed in this department. I have my mom, 2 sisters-in-law, and my hubby to choose from. However, this can bite me in the butt too. Since they aren't paid, they can refuse (except hubby, of course). If I end up childcareless, I have to come up with a reason to go to the doctor so the absence is excused. Hooray for my HRA!
5. Too Much Month, Not Enough Money
Seriously, how can 2 people be working and still barely get by, financially???!!!??? This is getting ridiculous. I want to quit and just stay home. At least I would save on gas and have a cleaner house. Of course, luxuries like food and electricity are nice too, so I must keep the lame job that makes me all stabby on a daily basis.
Props to all the mamas out there busting hump every day. I don't know how we do it. Will someone come start my IV drip of caffeine? Also, I have a pimple on my shoulder and no hubby home to look at it. =( Work can suck it.
<3 Truvy
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
And A Partridge In A Pear Tree
Ouiser here, and I super suck.
Between work and the Wee Man (and the time suck that is Facebook Games) I've not been...bloggy as I should be. That is soon to change however. We hope at any rate. Speaking of changes...
First off: NotQuiteHubby has been upgraded. He is now officially HUBBY. Yup, just barely a month after the ink dried on my divorce decree, we took the plunge (again). So now between us we have 4 kids and 6 marriages*lol* Third times a charm right? (If not, I am NOT doing this again. Ever. For reals...)
Secondly, I'm finally finding some time to start clipping my Q's again. The Q's as of late have been Totally Awesome and I'm getting back to saving my usual 35 percent, which comes in quite handy when accruing Kroger Fuel Points, thereby allowing me to purchase my gas for less than three dollars a gallon. Now that I have a newer car this is a good thing.
Yeah, I finally had to concede that Vince (my 12 year old, but brought brand-spankin-new with only 153 miles on it year 2000 Neon) was no longer suiting my needs. The final straw (or nail in his coffin if you will) came when I was pulling out of my parking lot at work and MY REAR BRAKES SHATTERED AND LOCKED UP.
Two hundred dollars later (thanks Mom!) I found myself in the possession of a newer (thanks new inlaws!) Ford Taurus of which I'm now making payments of 200 dollars a month on. So I sold Vince. At a loss obviously*lol* 400 dollars. Better than nothing I suppose.
We're also planning on moving again. While the Eight Legged Invasion has ceased, we've discovered that we really just live TOO far out in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE and it's costing us a fortune (see gas consumption). So come April (yay for tax refunds and bonuses from work!) we're packing up (again) and moving closer to where both our jobs are. Hubby's job is moving to a new facility which is only a mile and a half away from my store so it makes sense to move closer back into town. I am NOT looking forward to packing everything up again but it'll be worth it in the end methinks.
The goal at some point is to become more financially solvent so I can perhaps QUIT my job (thankless, no benefits, I pissed off corporate so I'll never move up in the company) and return to school to obtain a degree in nursing. This will also allow me to spend more time with the Wee Man and see if we can't get to the bottom of his behaviour problem. He's very mean, slaps, bites, hits, headbutts (I even lost a tooth because of this) and will not listen (he can hear just fine but listening is totally different). Thing is, he's only like this to ME, not his daddy or anyone else. I think the boy hates me. :(
Anywho...so now we're in the final stretch of the Holiday Gamut, and I have bought only ONE thing...which hopefully will get here BEFORE Christmas. The bulk of my shopping will be done online, but I'm also doing a stocking stuffer gift for everyone involving gifts in a jar....It's multipurpose see? Yes the initial investment of the ingredients and jar may be a wee pricey(not much though because I buy in bulk from a place called The Country Pantry, which is a Mennonite run store here in town) but the jars can be reused etc, so the investment will be worth it.
After the holidays Truvy and I will be back (hopefully) a little more often with all the randomness and money saving ideas so you can have your own Champagne Mommyhood (on a beer budget!)
xoxo,
Ouiser
Between work and the Wee Man (and the time suck that is Facebook Games) I've not been...bloggy as I should be. That is soon to change however. We hope at any rate. Speaking of changes...
First off: NotQuiteHubby has been upgraded. He is now officially HUBBY. Yup, just barely a month after the ink dried on my divorce decree, we took the plunge (again). So now between us we have 4 kids and 6 marriages*lol* Third times a charm right? (If not, I am NOT doing this again. Ever. For reals...)
Secondly, I'm finally finding some time to start clipping my Q's again. The Q's as of late have been Totally Awesome and I'm getting back to saving my usual 35 percent, which comes in quite handy when accruing Kroger Fuel Points, thereby allowing me to purchase my gas for less than three dollars a gallon. Now that I have a newer car this is a good thing.
Yeah, I finally had to concede that Vince (my 12 year old, but brought brand-spankin-new with only 153 miles on it year 2000 Neon) was no longer suiting my needs. The final straw (or nail in his coffin if you will) came when I was pulling out of my parking lot at work and MY REAR BRAKES SHATTERED AND LOCKED UP.
Two hundred dollars later (thanks Mom!) I found myself in the possession of a newer (thanks new inlaws!) Ford Taurus of which I'm now making payments of 200 dollars a month on. So I sold Vince. At a loss obviously*lol* 400 dollars. Better than nothing I suppose.
We're also planning on moving again. While the Eight Legged Invasion has ceased, we've discovered that we really just live TOO far out in the MIDDLE OF NOWHERE and it's costing us a fortune (see gas consumption). So come April (yay for tax refunds and bonuses from work!) we're packing up (again) and moving closer to where both our jobs are. Hubby's job is moving to a new facility which is only a mile and a half away from my store so it makes sense to move closer back into town. I am NOT looking forward to packing everything up again but it'll be worth it in the end methinks.
The goal at some point is to become more financially solvent so I can perhaps QUIT my job (thankless, no benefits, I pissed off corporate so I'll never move up in the company) and return to school to obtain a degree in nursing. This will also allow me to spend more time with the Wee Man and see if we can't get to the bottom of his behaviour problem. He's very mean, slaps, bites, hits, headbutts (I even lost a tooth because of this) and will not listen (he can hear just fine but listening is totally different). Thing is, he's only like this to ME, not his daddy or anyone else. I think the boy hates me. :(
Anywho...so now we're in the final stretch of the Holiday Gamut, and I have bought only ONE thing...which hopefully will get here BEFORE Christmas. The bulk of my shopping will be done online, but I'm also doing a stocking stuffer gift for everyone involving gifts in a jar....It's multipurpose see? Yes the initial investment of the ingredients and jar may be a wee pricey(not much though because I buy in bulk from a place called The Country Pantry, which is a Mennonite run store here in town) but the jars can be reused etc, so the investment will be worth it.
After the holidays Truvy and I will be back (hopefully) a little more often with all the randomness and money saving ideas so you can have your own Champagne Mommyhood (on a beer budget!)
xoxo,
Ouiser
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
We super suck.
There should be more hours in a day.
Truvy here. I am working on organizing my life and I promise to pencil this blog back into my schedule. I miss ranting to the interwebz. =)
In addition to a hubby, home, and child, I am getting full time hours at work due to the holiday rush's beginning, as well as trying to start my own crafty mama business. And the short adorable monster has 6 teeth coming in and an itchy rash on her booty. Oi!
And now for a goody. =) I was perusing the local Walgreen's ad and found some splendid deals! Check your local ad since deals tend to change from area to area. The BEST is on Vitamin Water and Smart Water...I saw Smart Water at Walmart last night for $1.58....I said "no thank you" and moved on. But this week at Walgreens, both brands are $1 each. When you buy 3 you get a $2 Register Reward (RR), making them 33 CENTS each! Another notable deal is on Suave products. I tend to have a decent Suave stash in my coupon binder. Anywho, buy $10 worth of product (check your ad for types and sizes) and receive a $3 RR. Perfect opportunity to stock up on lotion, body wash, deodorant, etc. And just in time for chapped lip season, you can get Blistex Revive and Restore Lipcare for FREEEEEEEE. One of my favorite words! You pay $1.99 and get a $1.99 RR right back. =) Last but not least, I have been lusting over the fancy Lysol No-Touch Soap Pump. Pay $11.99 at the register and get a $5 RR, making it only $6.99, which is cheaper than I have seen it at Walmart. Need an idea for all of those RRs? Break your orders into multiples. Say you get 12 waters and $10 worth of Suave. Do a trasaction of just waters...receive $$8 in RRs. Use that to pay your Suave order. If due to coupons your order is less than $8, toss in the Blistex or some candy to use the rest of the RR up. Use any RRs leftover on the grocery items on sale or rack up some of the deals in the Christmas section. =D I can't wait til Thursday! Come on payday!!
And one more nifty thing I found in my email today. Vocalpoint (vocalpoint.com) is giving away 100 $25 American Express gift cards to spend at small businesses on Small Business Saturday (the day after Black Friday). check it out here: vocalpoint.com/SmallBizSat
Ouiser has been working her tailfeather off as well. And her adopted cat (the cat adopted her when she moved to the neighborhood) has been rewarding her with......gifts....... Lol. Hopefully she will get a chance to hop on and update at some point.
<3 Truvy
Truvy here. I am working on organizing my life and I promise to pencil this blog back into my schedule. I miss ranting to the interwebz. =)
In addition to a hubby, home, and child, I am getting full time hours at work due to the holiday rush's beginning, as well as trying to start my own crafty mama business. And the short adorable monster has 6 teeth coming in and an itchy rash on her booty. Oi!
And now for a goody. =) I was perusing the local Walgreen's ad and found some splendid deals! Check your local ad since deals tend to change from area to area. The BEST is on Vitamin Water and Smart Water...I saw Smart Water at Walmart last night for $1.58....I said "no thank you" and moved on. But this week at Walgreens, both brands are $1 each. When you buy 3 you get a $2 Register Reward (RR), making them 33 CENTS each! Another notable deal is on Suave products. I tend to have a decent Suave stash in my coupon binder. Anywho, buy $10 worth of product (check your ad for types and sizes) and receive a $3 RR. Perfect opportunity to stock up on lotion, body wash, deodorant, etc. And just in time for chapped lip season, you can get Blistex Revive and Restore Lipcare for FREEEEEEEE. One of my favorite words! You pay $1.99 and get a $1.99 RR right back. =) Last but not least, I have been lusting over the fancy Lysol No-Touch Soap Pump. Pay $11.99 at the register and get a $5 RR, making it only $6.99, which is cheaper than I have seen it at Walmart. Need an idea for all of those RRs? Break your orders into multiples. Say you get 12 waters and $10 worth of Suave. Do a trasaction of just waters...receive $$8 in RRs. Use that to pay your Suave order. If due to coupons your order is less than $8, toss in the Blistex or some candy to use the rest of the RR up. Use any RRs leftover on the grocery items on sale or rack up some of the deals in the Christmas section. =D I can't wait til Thursday! Come on payday!!
And one more nifty thing I found in my email today. Vocalpoint (vocalpoint.com) is giving away 100 $25 American Express gift cards to spend at small businesses on Small Business Saturday (the day after Black Friday). check it out here: vocalpoint.com/SmallBizSat
Ouiser has been working her tailfeather off as well. And her adopted cat (the cat adopted her when she moved to the neighborhood) has been rewarding her with......gifts....... Lol. Hopefully she will get a chance to hop on and update at some point.
<3 Truvy
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
One If By Land, Two If By Sleigh
*mount horse*
The holidays are coming! The holidays are coming!
Truvy here. =)
I am so freakin excited that I should probably be locked up. The holidays are my favorite time of the year! I am currently crocheting a variety of pumpkins. In a couple weeks I hope to move onto Christmas items. =)
A decent amount of the Christmas shopping is already done or at least planned (pictures for Christmas. perfect!!) and I already know where my tree is going. =D
Stay tuned for more holiday posts of awesome coming soon!
<3 Truvy
The holidays are coming! The holidays are coming!
Truvy here. =)
I am so freakin excited that I should probably be locked up. The holidays are my favorite time of the year! I am currently crocheting a variety of pumpkins. In a couple weeks I hope to move onto Christmas items. =)
A decent amount of the Christmas shopping is already done or at least planned (pictures for Christmas. perfect!!) and I already know where my tree is going. =D
Stay tuned for more holiday posts of awesome coming soon!
<3 Truvy
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
I'm A Mess
Truvy here. We suck. Too much craziness (and laziness) going on lately.
Let's see...what's been going on......Oh! I know! So, gross but weird fact about me....I had my first post-partum period when Lil Bit was 5 months old. I had my second post-partum period when she was 17 months old. A month or so before the second reared it's insufferable head I had made an appointment with the endocrinology specialist down here to figure out what was going on. So of course I started 2 days before my appointment. Well, he ordered blood tests and put me on birth control. By the way, my brith control is awesome 24 days of the pack. It's chewable and minty and sweet!! The last 4 days of the pack.......it's chewable and tastes like seafood roadkill that has been laying in the sun for 3 days. Anyway, back to the point. Two weeks later I went for a follow-up for the lab work. Turns out I'm fat. Who knew!? My cholesterol is a little high, so is my blood sugar. I'm still waiting for word on the follow-up labs for the blood sugar deal. Bleh. So I am now on Metformin as well.
I am also on a 2000 calorie a day diet. Doable. But the kicker? I am supposed to have 1000 healthy (no breads, excessive sugars, etc) calories for breakfast, 500 for lunch, and 500 for dinner. How do you get that many calories into 5 seconds before you rush out the door? How do you pack 1000 calories into any amount of time without eating any type of bread? The doctor said to have a single boiled or scrambled egg and a bowl of oatmeal. That is not 1000 calories. So one day I doubled up the oatmeal. I could barely finish it, let alone eat anything else. This will be challenging for sure.
Health tip of the day: Do you know how much water you are supposed to drink? Say you weigh 200 pounds. You divide your weight by 2. Leaving 100. That is how many ounces you are supposed to drink. I calculated it all out. You know those 16.9 ounce bottles of water? I'm supposed to drink SEVEN of those each day. And somehow not have to invest in a life raft. On a good day at work I can get in maybe 7. One before break, one during and after break, one after lunch, one during and after next break, and take one home to drink on. I may squeeze in another when I take my pills at night. Unless I have delicious soda. Mmmmmmmmm.
So this week's grocery shopping trip (where I might have a little room to actually buy plenty of nutritious snacks) I plan to ensure healthy and yummy snacks and meals for each day. Luckily in the produce section at WalMart they have these mini veggie trays w/ a small cup of ranch dressing (I didn't even use all of it), a stick of cheese, a handful of almonds, some carrot sticks, and some broccoli. Perfect to take to work for my 15 minute breaks. Or just purchase on my way to the break room. (Yes, I'm a slave to the Wal.) Maybe even add in a banana every once in a while.
I'm growing more and more optimistic, even though I have this weird thing where I am super picky about food. Most fruits and vegetables I can't handle. I like apples, bananas, sometimes oranges (don't like the pulpiness), green grapes, broccoli, carrots, spinach, lettuce, onion only when deep fried in ring form, peas, potatoes, and I think that's pretty much it. I'll eat tomato sauce, but not tomatoes. And if there are bell peppers, you can forget it. Or olives, or pickles...unless it is sweet relish in tuna salad or potato salad.
I am a mess. No doubt about it. But I will hopefully be here more to vent, entertain, and inform.
On a different note, I have recently discovered the art of crochet. And I am hopelessly hooked. Teehee. Ouiser and I are happy hookers, yes we are. Stay tuned for potential pictures of our endeavors.
<3 Truvy
Let's see...what's been going on......Oh! I know! So, gross but weird fact about me....I had my first post-partum period when Lil Bit was 5 months old. I had my second post-partum period when she was 17 months old. A month or so before the second reared it's insufferable head I had made an appointment with the endocrinology specialist down here to figure out what was going on. So of course I started 2 days before my appointment. Well, he ordered blood tests and put me on birth control. By the way, my brith control is awesome 24 days of the pack. It's chewable and minty and sweet!! The last 4 days of the pack.......it's chewable and tastes like seafood roadkill that has been laying in the sun for 3 days. Anyway, back to the point. Two weeks later I went for a follow-up for the lab work. Turns out I'm fat. Who knew!? My cholesterol is a little high, so is my blood sugar. I'm still waiting for word on the follow-up labs for the blood sugar deal. Bleh. So I am now on Metformin as well.
I am also on a 2000 calorie a day diet. Doable. But the kicker? I am supposed to have 1000 healthy (no breads, excessive sugars, etc) calories for breakfast, 500 for lunch, and 500 for dinner. How do you get that many calories into 5 seconds before you rush out the door? How do you pack 1000 calories into any amount of time without eating any type of bread? The doctor said to have a single boiled or scrambled egg and a bowl of oatmeal. That is not 1000 calories. So one day I doubled up the oatmeal. I could barely finish it, let alone eat anything else. This will be challenging for sure.
Health tip of the day: Do you know how much water you are supposed to drink? Say you weigh 200 pounds. You divide your weight by 2. Leaving 100. That is how many ounces you are supposed to drink. I calculated it all out. You know those 16.9 ounce bottles of water? I'm supposed to drink SEVEN of those each day. And somehow not have to invest in a life raft. On a good day at work I can get in maybe 7. One before break, one during and after break, one after lunch, one during and after next break, and take one home to drink on. I may squeeze in another when I take my pills at night. Unless I have delicious soda. Mmmmmmmmm.
So this week's grocery shopping trip (where I might have a little room to actually buy plenty of nutritious snacks) I plan to ensure healthy and yummy snacks and meals for each day. Luckily in the produce section at WalMart they have these mini veggie trays w/ a small cup of ranch dressing (I didn't even use all of it), a stick of cheese, a handful of almonds, some carrot sticks, and some broccoli. Perfect to take to work for my 15 minute breaks. Or just purchase on my way to the break room. (Yes, I'm a slave to the Wal.) Maybe even add in a banana every once in a while.
I'm growing more and more optimistic, even though I have this weird thing where I am super picky about food. Most fruits and vegetables I can't handle. I like apples, bananas, sometimes oranges (don't like the pulpiness), green grapes, broccoli, carrots, spinach, lettuce, onion only when deep fried in ring form, peas, potatoes, and I think that's pretty much it. I'll eat tomato sauce, but not tomatoes. And if there are bell peppers, you can forget it. Or olives, or pickles...unless it is sweet relish in tuna salad or potato salad.
I am a mess. No doubt about it. But I will hopefully be here more to vent, entertain, and inform.
On a different note, I have recently discovered the art of crochet. And I am hopelessly hooked. Teehee. Ouiser and I are happy hookers, yes we are. Stay tuned for potential pictures of our endeavors.
<3 Truvy
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Moving on a Beer Budget....EPIC FAIL
Ouiser here. A few weeks ago, NQH and I found a nice little house in the country. Nice yard for Wee Man to run around in, MUCH larger than the mobile home we'd been living in. So we decided to go ahead and rent it.
With our cash in hand and hope in our hearts, we set out to plan the perfect MOVING ON A BEER BUDGET.
Little did we know...
Five days later we FINALLY got everything in the house. Now it looks like a house threw up in my house. This house is now my worst nightmare. As for the budget? pfffrrtt out the window it went...
Wednesday---
Enlisting in the help of our babyminders, Chris and Lauren, we start boxing things up to be taken over. We'd planned on staying at the trailer til we got everything moved as the big bulky stuff would be the last to go. We started out strong on Wednesday afternoon until around 6pm, when we discovered that the water in the trailer had been cut off already. Okay, no biggie, we've got the air conditioners we bought earlier, just pop em in and we're set right?
WRONG!
The outlets in the den and the masterbedroom were kaput. No air. Too hot for us to stay so we end up going to...
THE MOTEL
It was a Super 8. Nice room, comfy happiness abounds. Granted, there went 130 bucks. And Wee Man WOULD NOT SLEEP. Sleep just was NOT gonna happen. He cried and whined ALL night because I'd forgotten to bring PILLOWMONKEY with us. Pillowmonkey is a mini pillowpet in the shape of a monkey. He loves the thing and sleeps ON it. Without Pillowmonkey, the world will end. The End.
I even resorted to reading him The Lovesong of J Alfred Prufrock. It worked for about ohh...ten minutes. I finally had to put him in bed with me. NQH slept on the other bed. By slept I mean snored. Loudly. Enough that between Lumberjack Man and Wee Whiny Man. Mommy's Schmidt Level was creeeping up.
Day Two-
Eating, packing, moving, sweating. More eating. We had another helper that day and to celebrate getting all the big stuff over to The House From Hell, we went to Logan's for dinner.
One Hundred and Thirty Dollars Later...
Mommy hasn't eaten her dinner. She's too busy trying to keep Wee Man from stealing things off her plate, too busy trying to keep him entertained. He's whiny. The sound of everyone's voices is grating on my last nerve. Wait, I HAVE NO NERVES LEFT...Mommy's in Code Red. One more whine and Mommy's gonna SNAP.
My dinner when I did finally get to take a bite of my steak? SUCKED DONKEY BALLS.
At least the potato was good. I think anyway.
DAY THREE
Late start due to NQH having his physical therapy appointment. Mommy gets some retail therapy at Borders.
I bought "Go The F*** To Sleep"
I thought it was fitting.
Eat, go back to the trailer to get the rest of the stuff packed.
And the electricity, which was supposed to have been turned off at noon, but wasn't as of 6pm finally gets cut off in the middle of trying to get the rest of the stuff packed. At 8pm.
Get the stuff to the house. Take one look around and go "Fuck it".
We go back to the motel. It's the weekend rates.
One Hundred and Thirty Dollars Later....
Wee Man sleeps, Our helpers sleep, NQH sleeps. I FINALLY sleep.
Day Four.
I have to work PRAISE WHICHEVER DEITY YOU SO CHOOSE TO WORSHIP. EVERYONE has finally grated on my nerves enough that I'm ready to bite folks heads off. I take it out on my customers instead. Fun times for all.
Day Five.
Everything's moved in. My house looks like a house threw up in it. We sleep in our own bed. Now the fun begins...
Monday...now...
SPIDERS SPIDERS EVERYWHERE!!! We killed a metric assload of the evil eight legged bastard freaks BEFORE we started moving stuff in, We sprayed for them...
AND THEY'RE EVERYWHERE. I start digging through boxes to find my monitor cord for the desktop computer. THEY'RE IN MY BOXES. I kill one in the kitchen. I kill two in the baby's room. I killed HOPEFULLY TWO in my boxes in the bedroom. This was good for a good fifteen minutes of screaming, running in circles and crying hysterically as um...I'm scared of spiders. Seriously. I refuse to unpack another box. End of story.
What should have been something simple has now turned into a nightmare. Til the spiders are gone. I shall not sleep.
Let's not even talk about the corn...
With our cash in hand and hope in our hearts, we set out to plan the perfect MOVING ON A BEER BUDGET.
Little did we know...
Five days later we FINALLY got everything in the house. Now it looks like a house threw up in my house. This house is now my worst nightmare. As for the budget? pfffrrtt out the window it went...
Wednesday---
Enlisting in the help of our babyminders, Chris and Lauren, we start boxing things up to be taken over. We'd planned on staying at the trailer til we got everything moved as the big bulky stuff would be the last to go. We started out strong on Wednesday afternoon until around 6pm, when we discovered that the water in the trailer had been cut off already. Okay, no biggie, we've got the air conditioners we bought earlier, just pop em in and we're set right?
WRONG!
The outlets in the den and the masterbedroom were kaput. No air. Too hot for us to stay so we end up going to...
THE MOTEL
It was a Super 8. Nice room, comfy happiness abounds. Granted, there went 130 bucks. And Wee Man WOULD NOT SLEEP. Sleep just was NOT gonna happen. He cried and whined ALL night because I'd forgotten to bring PILLOWMONKEY with us. Pillowmonkey is a mini pillowpet in the shape of a monkey. He loves the thing and sleeps ON it. Without Pillowmonkey, the world will end. The End.
I even resorted to reading him The Lovesong of J Alfred Prufrock. It worked for about ohh...ten minutes. I finally had to put him in bed with me. NQH slept on the other bed. By slept I mean snored. Loudly. Enough that between Lumberjack Man and Wee Whiny Man. Mommy's Schmidt Level was creeeping up.
Day Two-
Eating, packing, moving, sweating. More eating. We had another helper that day and to celebrate getting all the big stuff over to The House From Hell, we went to Logan's for dinner.
One Hundred and Thirty Dollars Later...
Mommy hasn't eaten her dinner. She's too busy trying to keep Wee Man from stealing things off her plate, too busy trying to keep him entertained. He's whiny. The sound of everyone's voices is grating on my last nerve. Wait, I HAVE NO NERVES LEFT...Mommy's in Code Red. One more whine and Mommy's gonna SNAP.
My dinner when I did finally get to take a bite of my steak? SUCKED DONKEY BALLS.
At least the potato was good. I think anyway.
DAY THREE
Late start due to NQH having his physical therapy appointment. Mommy gets some retail therapy at Borders.
I bought "Go The F*** To Sleep"
I thought it was fitting.
Eat, go back to the trailer to get the rest of the stuff packed.
And the electricity, which was supposed to have been turned off at noon, but wasn't as of 6pm finally gets cut off in the middle of trying to get the rest of the stuff packed. At 8pm.
Get the stuff to the house. Take one look around and go "Fuck it".
We go back to the motel. It's the weekend rates.
One Hundred and Thirty Dollars Later....
Wee Man sleeps, Our helpers sleep, NQH sleeps. I FINALLY sleep.
Day Four.
I have to work PRAISE WHICHEVER DEITY YOU SO CHOOSE TO WORSHIP. EVERYONE has finally grated on my nerves enough that I'm ready to bite folks heads off. I take it out on my customers instead. Fun times for all.
Day Five.
Everything's moved in. My house looks like a house threw up in it. We sleep in our own bed. Now the fun begins...
Monday...now...
SPIDERS SPIDERS EVERYWHERE!!! We killed a metric assload of the evil eight legged bastard freaks BEFORE we started moving stuff in, We sprayed for them...
AND THEY'RE EVERYWHERE. I start digging through boxes to find my monitor cord for the desktop computer. THEY'RE IN MY BOXES. I kill one in the kitchen. I kill two in the baby's room. I killed HOPEFULLY TWO in my boxes in the bedroom. This was good for a good fifteen minutes of screaming, running in circles and crying hysterically as um...I'm scared of spiders. Seriously. I refuse to unpack another box. End of story.
What should have been something simple has now turned into a nightmare. Til the spiders are gone. I shall not sleep.
Let's not even talk about the corn...
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