Monday, November 30, 2009

Perfectly Imperfect

I was thinking the other day (actually it was just five minutes ago, but as every stand up comic knows, it sounds better as "the other day") about how some people focus soooo hard on trying to be perfect and making everyone in the world believe that they are so perfect and everything in their life is so perfect, that they miss out on how perfect, being imperfect, is. Life is a lot easier, the more you are yourself, and the less you are...well, a lier.

I know that my marraige isn't perfect. We fight. OF COURSE we do! Everyone fights. I would be worried if we didn't. So why should I pretend that we don't?

I know my kids aren't perfect (well they are perfect to me, OF COURSE ;-)). But they act out. They are bad when I most want them to be good. They have recently taken to talking back a little...er...more than a little (thank you preschool). Why can't I admit that they aren't perfect all the time and ask for suggestions from other moms with perfectly imperfect kids?

I haven't always gotten along with my in-laws. I really don't think that's something I've cornered the market on....and definitely not in THIS family. They've made me cry and they've made me laugh. Just like my family has. Things got a lot easier when I stopped trying to be the "perfect daughter-in-law" and just started being myself and admitted that our relationsip wasn't going to be perfect, but we all wanted to at least try to make it work.

And more than ANYTHING, I know that I AM NOT PERFECT. I have made many, many, many mistakes in this life and I KNOW that I will be making a million more before it's over. What is so wrong with admitting that? Isn't that what blogging is about? Isn't that what FRIENDSHIP is about? Admitting when things are shitty and getting support from other women who are also perfectly imperfect, and have gone through it too.

Who wants to read a blog written by some self-important, narcissitic, bitch, who thinks the sun shines out her ass? NOT ME! I want to read (and do read) blogs written by women who have stuff go wrong in their lives and can laugh at themselves and their family and friends. Can make fun of how life just isn't perfect. My parents told me to do my best and if I screw up, laugh it off, dust myself off and try again. It doesn't just pertain to falling on your ass in front of the most popular boy in school (which I did...in a skirt...yah). It pertains to marraige, and parenting and friendships and LIFE. Why can't some people get off their high horses and start being HONEST...to EVERYONE? It might make things a lot easier on this family.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

I wish...

A list of things Maria has said she wishes for this week.

I wish I could be a fireman like Gramma "Murty".

I wish I could have a real giraffe and ride him.

I wish I could be a pirate...argg!!! (with one eye closed and a fist raised in the air).

I wish I could have a camera and take "picca's" like you.

I wish I could have a preeeetty ring like yours.

I wish I could be a kitty cat.

I wish I could be a mommy and have a daddy like you. (by "daddy" she meant Josh. She was saying it b/c we were hugging in the kitchen and he said "I love you" to me).

I wish I could go ice skating like those boys (the ones in my Christmas village).

I wish Daddy didn't have to go to work. (followed by Josh saying "well mommy can go to work and I'll stay home. To which she said "NOOOO I wish Mommy AND Daddy didn't go to work and stay home with us!...So I think her basic wish here is for us to win the lottery lol)

Friday, November 27, 2009

Best Thanksgiving EVER

Not the greatest pic of Josh or I, but overall it's a winner since 2 out of 3 of the kids are looking AND smiling. lol Also, notice how good Josh is getting at his modified smile.


I really, can't explain what was so awesome about it, but it really was the best one ever. Ok, I can't say that. I have to say the BEST one ever was the one 7 yrs ago. Which was the day after my first date with Josh and I couldn't stop thinking about him all day and wondering if he was going to call

Ok, back to this year....I feel like every year I just can't make everyone happy, least of all, MYSELF. (shocker!) And then some years Josh's mom has to work so we don't even get to see her or their family, which sucks. And I always feel like my mom is just NEVER happy. No matter how much time we spend there or what time we plan to be there, it's just NEVER right. Which is extremely frustrating when you are dragging a family of 5 all over town (3 of whom are under the age of 5). I usually end up feeling like we just shouldn't do it at all.

However, we lucked out this year. My sister had to work until 3 so we weren't going to eat at my moms until later. Which meant we got to spend a full 3 hours with BOTH families. I got to watch the parade (which has always been my favorite part of the day!) And we got to eat at both houses without feeling like we'd just eaten enough for 10 in a 2 hour span of time. It was just a really nice day. We got home at a decent hour. Put the kids to bed and watched a Christmas movie together. Perfection.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

No easy way to say toothless

There isn't an easy way to say this...my husband is a hill-billy.

Ok, so he isn't REALLY a hill-billy (does that have a hyphen b/c it's looking kinda weird both ways...). Aaaanywho. The day after we started getting over the swine flu (also known as the worst diet ev.ah.) He started complaining of his front, top tooth hurting. I was like "Wah? front AND top? No, no, no. That can't be." He says "yes, dear wife. front AND top. it hurts like a mo.fo." (yes we are THAT gangsta).

Of course he makes his way to the ONLY dentist that will take him before the world ends on 2012. (please don't get any ideas about my Mayan calendar worship, I actually think that is a bunch of nonsense). So he goes there and comes home in full fledged tears. and toothless. which one of those things is worse, because I honestly can't decide which one needs to be in all caps since they are both so freaking shitty. The girls, sweethearts that they are, got all upset because he was so upset. I get all upset because he looks in the mirror and gets EVEN MORE upset. So I start yelling obscenities at God...or the ceiling (because I'm still slightly confused on whether He is everywhere or just...UP). Anyway, I was a bit irate at our "bad luck" that after 5 years I am still desperately trying to call "bad luck" and not "God hates everyone in this house and is trying kill us". But the basic jist is that when he was a kid he cracked it and all this time it has been dying because it was never fixed. So it chose one month before Christmas to officially "give up the ghost".

This is the point where I would normally "insert photo here". But, sorry, I promised I wouldn't show anyone any pictures. Which I find sort of funny since he's walking around like that, sooo...?? Anyway, I promised and I respect him, so you'll just have to imagine it. Or don't. Yah, DON'T.

So here we are...trying to make jokes about it to keep upbeat. The good part is....he's got a place for straws? Hey, I'm trying here people!! Actually it has been sort of funny since I convinced him to speak with a southern accent to "complete the look". He's definitely getting better at it. LOL.

Ok seriously we are just kinda waiting until we get the money for a new tooth. yah. those things are freaking expensive. So there is a slight chance I'm going to have to get a job on nights and weekends and NEVER see josh and the kids. Yah a big ole (:-P) on that, but it would just be temporary. Honestly I don't know if I could even find a job since it's been almost 5 years since I worked and even then it was during the day because I was a phone answerer extraordinaire. And there is NO WAY I'm going to work during the days and have the kids be raised by someone else. Josh and I decided 5 1/2 years ago that we wanted there to always be one of us home with them and we aren't about to change it now, when they need me the most. So I really don't know what's gonna happen with that. Either way it takes 2 weeks to get the "flipper" back (yes, that is what it's called...listen, I don't name the things, I just buy them). so my dreams of family Christmas pictures are pretty much shot. Which reminds me of another thing Joshy's working on...smiling without showing any teeth.

I wish I was kidding.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Christmas Questions

We've been gearing up for the Christmas holiday in this house. Josh has the benefit (ha!) of being married to a self proclaimed Christmas freak! I love everything about it and I refuse to wait until after Thanksgiving to start the fun. Sooooo in the preparations, I have had to answer a few questions from the girls. The best of which came from Maria... "How can the reindeer fly if they don't have any wings?" The second came from Sophia..."Is it time to go to Christmastime NOOOOW?"

Oh and as an added bonus Maria tells me this "hold on Mommy. I gonna go get my costume so I can be ready for Christmas" She comes back wearing a jack-o-lantern headband and proclaims "Now I'm ready for Santa!" I think we have a little work to do before we are ready for the upcoming holiday season.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

So, I'm totally out of things to say because in case you've been living under a rock (or you aren't friends with me on facebook), and didn't know, we have all been battling the swine flu for the last 8 days and counting. But I feel that I've been a totally neglectful blogger, so I have to give you something. This was from Danifred. One of my favoritist bloggers on the block because she so real and also has a great sense of humor. I am nominating anyone else whose blog has been suffering lately. I say we all band together and blame the economy (never ourselves ;-) So the deal is you can only use one word to answer. So here goes.

1. Where is your cell phone? questionable
2. Your hair? messy
3. Your mother? difficult
4. Your father? asshole
5. Your favorite food? chocolate
6. Your dream last night? weird
7. Your favorite drink? water
8. Your dream/goal? peacefulness
9. What room are you in? living
10. Your hobby? scrapbooking
11. Your fear? loss
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? secure
13. Where were you last night? home
14. Something that you aren’t? thin
15. Muffins? chocolate
16. Wish list item? lottery
17. Where did you grow up? uniontown
18. Last thing you did? cleaned
19. What are you wearing? pajamas
20. Your TV? madagascar
21. Your pets? outside
22. Friends? supportive
23. Your life? stressfull
24. Your mood? irritable
25. Missing someone? nope
26. Vehicle? love
27. Something you’re not wearing? shoes
28. Your favorite store? TRU (lol yes, that is as pathetic as it sounds)
29. Your favorite color? blue
30. When was the last time you laughed? yesterday
31. Last time you cried? weeks
32. Your best friend? Versailles
33. One place that I go to over and over? walmart
34. One person who e-mails me regularly? step-dad
35. Favorite place to eat? SUNNY'S!!!!!!

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

hearing is in the ear of the beholder...

....or something like that.

We've had a few frustrations over at the McDonald household due to a "promise" I made to Sophia. It's easy to get things mixed up in a 2 yr olds head.

I say....."You can't go to Preschool until you are potty trained"
She hears...."when I get potty trained, I will get to go to Preschool."

So these last couple weeks that she's been potty trained have been frustrating for the poor girl. I keep trying to bribe her (yes, I know!). I've been buying all these books to give to them for Christmas. So the last two days, I've given her one when we get back home. Pretty soon I'm gonna run out of books! lol. So I'm looking for something to get her into, that she will see as "school". A friend of mine suggested the Library. So, I'm definitely going to look into this! It'll be especially good for her, since she is such a little reader. (which reminds me, I'll have to post the video of her "reading" her favorite book that she has memorized.)

Poor Jackson, has been working on these teeth for.ev.er. I really wish, for everyones sake, he would get them already. Drool and tears everywhere. We're gonna need a raft pretty soon ;-) lol.

AFA Maria goes, she's spectacular! Joshs aunt and cousins were in this weekend to go to the "joke", and I was soooo happy they got to come over and visit beforehand, since the kids and I weren't going. So his youngest cousin, Hannah, was teaching the girls all this sign language. I can't even remember all of it, but she did and I guess she taught it to her class yesterday at school. I was so proud of her. :D I swear, they know what they are talking about when they say "their brains are like sponges"! They remember EVERYTHING. It's so amazing to see them learn something new. Even when they are little and first standing up for the first time, like Jack. It's so awesome to see the surprise on his face when he realized what he did. I just love, love, love it! :D