Cabin Fever

It's exhausting being cooped up with the little guy. He has more energy than even he knows what to do with.  I am really starting to feel like I am going crazy.  The big guy as much as I love him has been sleeping all day he wakes up just as we go to bed.  It's really making me sad.  It's lonely knowing he is in the house but too tired to partake in any family activity.  I might just be having a negative attitude about the whole bit.  Don't get me wrong our relationship is wonderful.  I feel so blessed to have the big man in my life.  He works hard to provide for us, he does his bit to help out around the house (granted it may all take place in the middle of the night but better then than never).  I wonder how other people do it ? Having opposing schedules to their spouse, be married have kids the whole Chang?  I feel as though we are always just passing by each other, every once in a while stopping to exchange sentiments.  It breaks my hear when the little man pass by our bed room door he puts his finger over his mouth and says "shhhh daddy's sleeping", weather he is there or not.  Granted it may not be the typical life style but it's my lifestyle.  I guess I need to focus on the bigger picture we are happy, healthy, have a roof over our heads, ice in the drive way and another snow day on Monday.

The wedge

Today a wedge was driven between the little man and the big guy.  We had been cooped up in the house all morning, the big man wanted to get out and go get some lunch (that was not turkey) and do a little shopping. So we all got cleaned up to look presentable much different than the pajamas we had been in for a day an a half. It was 1 in the afternoon we left the house headed to Applebee's.  We were quickly seated.  We placed our order and. Sat there and sat there the big guy was happy the manger came over to put soccer on the tv where we were sitting. The little man was growing impatient waiting on some much anticipated macaroni and cheese.  The little man became restless repeatedly asking for his food.  The waiter finally came with our waters and some appetizer plates after sitting there for a solid ten minutes. We were not in any hurry to get any where but when you have a little man who is acting as if he has not eaten in weeks ten minutes seems like an hour.  The waiter apologized for the wait. At this point little man thought the empty plate was a curl joke.  He wanted to know who took his macaroni and cheese. He began to loudly verbally express him self with hoot and hollers and screams for his long waited macaroni and cheese that never came.  We were getting those stares from people, you know the ones, where you are the only parents in the world who lack the parenting skills to control a hungry two year old.  The big guy also losing his patience waiting on the food we ordered over 30 minutes ago that had still not come, nabbed up the little guy and headed out to the car.  Left me there to apologize to the waiter for departure and scrambling for my purse and our jackets. We headed home and the big guy sent the little guy to his room, angry that we could not go out to eat with out making a scene.  Since his stern scolding the little man won't talk to the big guy.

It's the Season

I don't know what it is about the holiday season that makes a little blue. It could be the hubby aka Big Guy, who has been working like a mad man to save up enough money for the plan. (I will have to tell you about the plan later) any how his working causing me to miss him so much.  He works nights and sleeps days,  it often takes him two full days of sleeping to recover from working a full week of nights.   Either way,  I am soo grateful for the big guy.  The big guy choose to continue his education hence why I have not been blogging much lately, I have been on homework motivation duty.... (Nay I said duty on my blog...lol)  His work as interesting as it may makes me appreciate what I do.  Helping him with his home work makes me miss being in college.  I am such a nerd, I had aspirations of being a life time student, but then realized I could not afor the cost of an advanced education. So after racking up $90,000 in educational loans, and two degrees later, I retired from being a college student and join the world of the working folks.  If I could go back to school I think I would want to try a differnt profession, not that the one I have is not great, I love it, but It would be nice to make more money.

Secret Posts from the Little Man

When things are going great BE PREPARED for set backs.

It's been a busy summer, of traveling, toddlering, and organizing play dates, and mommy days off.  I am very sad to see summer almost over.  I guess I am having a midlife crisis, I have decided to make some major changes in my life.  I have chosen to take control of my weight, with the loving support of the love of my life I have started a new diet program.  The decision to do this was brought about by seeing the success with one of my husbands coworkers.  I did some research, we went out there to talk to the  Medifast people and see what the program was all about.  My only skepticism was the Medifast food.  I had the preconceived notion that all diet companies that produce food only makes tasteless food that is less than filling and lest than desirable to anyone with a taste bud or two.  I took the plunge and did it.  I had a great first week the program was not hard to follow I ate four of their Medifast  meals that I would rather refer to as snacks.  Since everything seems to be yummy chocolate coated goodness.  I find it amazing that I lost weight eating what tastes like candy, ice cream, and chai lattes.  The food was much better than I had expected.  And the success of the first two weeks was phenomenal I am down ten pounds.  And I am looking forward to losing all the weight I put on after my pregnancy.  I am also looking forward to getting down to a weight I have never really been at.  I have always worn my "fat kid" label with pride I learned to love myself the way I am.  I just hope I can love me as skinny as much as I do fat.  

I choose to write on this simply because I have had a really bad week it being my birthday on Sunday and having had one of the worst in my life, I am feeling a little guilty for straying from the diet.  I find myself making excuses and making justifications for my little cheats.  Ultimately I know the only person I am cheating is myself, but I am hoping that in my confession I can find a light at the end of the tunnel.

From what I can tell I am still losing weight but the habits are what got me to this point are the ones I am trying to break.  For my birthday we made our rounds of visiting friends my husband being Nigerian I always find it hard to decline the large plates of food they offer, Since most of them take it personally as an insult that I don't want to eat food that they prepared especially for me.  This is most definitely a topic I need to take up with my Medifast counselor.   

Its the beginning of spring in may?

To My blogging community I am very sad to report iPad #2 has taken a tumble this time it's my own fault for not putting it where it should have been. I had to take a small hiatus from blogging to try and get my house cleaned... Which as most of you know is not an easy task if you have a husband and a two year old. That and my Pinterest addiction has grown in to an obsession I am happy to report I have made several hundred scrabble tile necklaces which if I knew how to hold a give away on a blog I would. But for now I will settle for a blogging mentor that I could pay with my crafting knowledge and art classes, any one that would be willing to help me better understand the world of blogging and how to step it up. To get some real interaction I feel so alone in here with no one to communicate with other than my own thoughts. Any how back to my obsession I have also been gardening crazy.... I am even to the point where I want to sew little man his own garden gnome outfit and have him frequent my garden.

It's hard enough being inexperienced and even harder trying to learn something new, but even worse when it's under unusual conditions. This weather it's getting me all kinds of confused. So we go the potatoes and onions in the ground back in February. The garlic was planted some time in November I think... I should have written that down. We have had strange weather... Nice warm getting hot one week then bam outta nowhere drop down to freezing three or four times since our supposed last frost. We lost the green part of our potatoes.... To one of the freezes then they came back.... I am still working on them... They now have small bushy greens with ver small flowering buds. I hope the potatoes the produce won't be an embarrassment to our school... All our hard work we would like to feed more than one small child.

So the garlic and onions.... Harvested them today. I could have probably waited a few more weeks on the onions but the ants were beginning to make nice and walk away with our onions. I have to admit this is my first time to grow garlic. Now that its grown and harvested I am trying to figure out what to do with it all. I have done my you tube research and learned that I need to cure the garlic. (Just so you know I live in surburbialand and don't have a back shed for drying out vegetables). I brought the garlic and onions home to learn about this curing process. I have some laying out on my sons little tykes climbing castle thing, and the onions on a lawn chair. I feel like a real urban gardener. So please don't burst my bubble just yet. I am still patting my self on the back and working on my gardener of the year award.

I had my students unwillingly weed and de-ant one of the raised beds. We now have 3 tiny tomatoes plants, planted in there, Tomorrow I am taking another two tomato plants for that bed. We also planted six bell pepper plants and tomorrow I plan to add a mammoth jalapeño plant and a red chili plant. As well as get okra and corn planted. I don't know anything about corn other than i like to eat corn, and Sandra Cisneros has a poem about my friend Lucy who smells like corn, well only one way to find out I plan on growing half a bed of corn and the other half cucumbers.

Till next time I get my hands dirty. Lets all try to learn something new.

It's Spring and My Dad Won't Let Me Break It

This is the time in the year that give teachers the the little bit of rejuvenation they need to make the hard push to through standardize testing time, the kids go crazy for three months suffering from summer fever time and the time of the year teachers are too busy and broke to have choir practice. (wink wink).  Spring Break Yo!  its down hill from here I am already visualizing my self on tour of America's best beaches.  None the less I was hoping fro a preview this week.  Since moving away from good ole San Antonio twenty years ago... The Texas coast has been somewhat out of reach.  I was not willing or had any desire to drive eight hours or more to see sand and some less than ideal beaches.  However since the little man and I made the trip via The Megabus to San Antonio I figure why not your almost there,  I thought I would rent a car take the little man to go see sand and some Cheeto eating Seagulls for the first time in his tiny life.   I was all ready with credit card and cellphone in hand when my father, little mans grand pa, puts a big huge stop to that idea... With his negative Ned attitude and 1 million reasons why we shouldn't and can't go.  I now feel hostage in my parents home... No car,  having to ask permission to go out with my friend... My parents just want to oodles over the little guy who is now pumped full of sugar, arms stuffed with toys and treats to keep intoxicated and addicted to the land of Grandparentville.  

As always my allergies are flaring as they always do I. San Antonio I am laying on what in my mind should be a lounger located on a beach in south Florida waiting on an exotic tropical adult beverage basking on the sun. But instead I have a recline chair, a box of tissues, some allergy medication and, the glaring light from the TV to enjoy on my week off.