Category Archives: Me

So much for the “new” sofa

There comes a time when your new thing isn’t new anymore.

That thing is our new sofa.

We’ve been super careful around it.. No one is allowed to eat or drink on it. To keep it “new” for as long as possible.

Then you hear..

“Mama, I threw up on the new couch.”

Which turns out to be not as horrible as you imagined… It cleans up quite well and doesn’t leave any weird marks.

Then you hear…

“Mama, I cut the new couch.”

Sigh.. It’s definitely not new anymore.

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I’m in business!

So, it’s official.
I have a business.
For real.

It’s totally crazy.

I’m all legit.

I have a sellers permit, a business license and an officially filed fictitious name.

The only thing left is a bank account.

But I guess I need money before I can get that.

I also have a Facebook page, a twitter account, a pinterest page, a (one month free trial) website and blog.

Not to mention the etsy store… And the shop on thecraftstar.com (if they ever get it fixed).

I think I’ve covered all the bases.

Now I just need people to buy stuff.

But, of they buy stuff from all the places they can buy stuff at once,
I’m screwed. LOL

It’s been far too long…

It has been way way too long since I last posted. I think I’ve been saying that at the start of all my posts as of late…

I think about writing every day.. I really do… Then somehow my day escapes me.

Right now, I am sitting outside while the maniac destroys the back yard and torments the dog. Her new favorite thing is digging holes and “planting” seeds. We did make her a little garden. She started all the plants from seeds and they seem to actually be growing. With the exception of a couple things a certain canine has dug up.

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There is corn, a couple pumpkins, carrots, parsley, cosmos (a flower) and California poppies. She lives to water them. Oh, and her little fish “Swimmy” is also buried in the garden. She waters him every day too. (well, she thinks she does.. There is a very good chance the dog dug him up and ate him. Yuck.)

Speaking of little Swimmy, may he rest in peace… The poor little guy only lasted month, and the Maniac LOVED him! Now, We have a new fish that she named Marshall. ( She wanted to name him Marcia, but being a boy she changed it). He’s a cool guy. A Betta fish.. In the morning he comes up the the top and waits for you to feed him. It’s almost like the maniac gets to hand feed him.

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Oh, So my other excitement. I’m going to go file the permits & licenses make my etsy store a real honest tax paying business today. I know, I should have done it a while ago.. But better late than never right?

I’m kind of a little nervous about it.
And excited. But nervous.

Hopefully I will have time to get it all done. My friend can’t watch the maniac until 2. Keep your fingers crossed that the lines aren’t long! I have 3 offices to hit!

OH! Before I forget! I do want to send a shout out to the Accidental Stepmom, a fellow stepmom and blonde, (who’s blog I adore btw! You should read it!) who also didn’t know that Narwhals were real! And after she mentioned my post in her blog- it seems that we are not the only ones! YES! Hahaha!

There’s only a couple weeks of 8th grade for the Teen! Yikes! Then she’ll be in HIGH SCHOOL! Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!
It seems like just yesterday that she was starting first grade! Such a long time ago! This summer will mark 8 years that she’s lived with us. CRAZY!

I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself one in high school and one in preschool!

On a somewhat random note- I’m going to work on my summer reading list. I honestly don’t think I have read a book since last years list.. So I really need to get on that!

I’m going to leave you with this.. The maniac at the park a couple weeks ago, with ducks who walk on the sidewalk!
Have a great weekend!

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Mean Girl Down!

A few weeks ago I wrote about the anonymous crayon scrawled hate letter that I got in the mail. You can read it here if you have no idea what I’m talking about.

I think the drama is finally over. Whew!

It turns out that it was (most likely) not who I thought it was.

I kept it quiet for a few weeks. Then, in a sort of calculated move.. I told one person. Let’s call her “The Mouth” (hahaha).  I told her and she “swore on her children’s lives” that she wouldn’t tell a soul. I knew she would tell the Organizer, little did I realize she would tell EVERYONE.

One friday night, there was a Mamma’s Night Out, where 8 moms from the group gathered and had dinner. I did not go. (Thankfully) But my best friend in the group did. (Also thankfully.) It seems that in the middle of dinner, The mouth tells everyone about the letter and basically says “Which one of you did it?”  Then proceeds to throw the Organizer under the bus and say she did it.  After that, there was lots of talking crap about all the people who weren’t there.

So, the next morning, I wake up to a FB message from one of the other ladies saying how horrible she thought the letter was and she couldn’t believe someone would do that. I guess the cat was out of the bag.

After a series of phone calls and text messages with different people all day Saturday- One thing became increasingly clear. The Mouth was the one who seemed the most guilty.  She was quick to accuse everyone else, she kept bringing it up, and I was starting to see all the crap she was talking about everyone else.

Interesting.

I finally talked to the Organizer  Monday.

She said “do you know who I think did it?”

We both said “the mouth” at the same time.

After talking to the Organizer for quite a while, I decided to just confront the Mouth myself. Put an end to all this crazy drama nonsense.

And that’s what I did.

The next day, I stopped at her house. I rang the doorbell. She wasnt home. Just as I was pulling away from her house she got there.

I started by saying:

“I am done with all of this talking behind everyone’s back, drama bullshit. Did you write the letter??”

She was appalled that I would suggest such a thing. I personally believe that no one has ever called her on her crap before.

She “swears on her children’s lives” that she didn’t do it.

I said “just like you swore on their lives that you wouldn’t tell anyone about the letter?”

There was heated conversation after that. She swore she didn’t do it, but really, she’d never fess up. Not backed in a corner like that.

The whole thing ended by her yelling “I hope who ever did send it dies! I hope they die in a car accident!!!!”

Seriously. That is exactly what she said.

Then she closed her garage door in my face.

It was crazy. I felt a little bad for making her cry.. but really, her guilt was really becoming more obvious.

Of course, after that happened, she posted a message on the Groups message board about what a horrible person I am and how i showed up at her house yelling accusations at her. Whatever.  After that the Organizer kicked her out of the group.

And after people starting comparing notes, it became increasingly clear that the Mouth was really the root of a lot of things. She would talk about EVERYONE behind their backs, even her “closest friends.” And tell blatant lies too. I think the girl was pathological.

And all of her lies finally caught up with her all at the same time.

I think three people called her on the same day confronting her about things she said about them. Of course she denied everything. I guess we are all liars and not her.

I really hope the Mouth has learned some lessons through this whole debacle. I know I have.

My wish for the Mouth, is that when she moves out-of-state this summer, that she can start fresh, and really change her life and be a better person. For the sake of all her potential new friends and for her daughters.

I’m just glad its (hopefully) over. The organizer and I have had several really good talks.  And I feel like we are in a really good place right now. We are going to try to move forward.

But I’m still going to watch my back. 😉

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Truly Blonde Moment

Well, I guess it’s a sign that it’s been too long since I posted anything when I couldn’t remember my password.

Anyway- I’m just going to share with you a truly blonde moment I had recently. At least it will start your Monday off with some laughter..

(Oh, and I’m not a “real blonde” although I’m starting to think all the dye I’ve used over the years to make me blonde has clearly seeped into my brain and done some damage. )

My family was watching the first installment of “Frozen Planet” a couple weeks back. I was busy doing something, and I was just catching bits an pieces of it.

I walked through the living room and saw them talking about Narwhals.

I’m completely serious when I say this is what came out of my mouth:

“Narwhals are real?” staring at the television screen in awe…
“I thought they were imaginary like Unicorns.”

By the look my husband gave me, I think he loves me just a little less. 😉

Hope your Monday is free of blonde moments!

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(photo from allthingsnarwahl.blogspot.com)

I Thought I Left My Mean Girls in 7th Grade.

I know it’s been a really long while since I’ve posted anything. Life has been a little crazy these last few weeks. between the Teen’s 14th birthday bash, the Maniac’s birthday coming up next weekend, trying to get projects done for my etsy store.. and just life in general it’s been hectic to say the least. BUt I’ll get you all caught up on that later.

Yesterday I had something happen that completely floored me.

Something, so insane, immature and just jaw-droppingly stupid I had to share.

I’m 38 years old, and I got mean-girled.

I got the mail, and in it was a white envelope addressed to me, with no return address. Naturally, I was curious. So I opened it first. No one wants to open bills anyway!

Inside was a piece of white paper, on it a letter scrawled in pink crayon.

Yes, I said pink crayon.

Seriously.

And  the contents of this letter…  And I quote..

“the Meet up group do not like you or child. More than two moms complaint to her about you and your child!! Please Leave the group.”

Can you believe that? I thought I left my mean girls in 7th grade. A woman over the age of 30 sent this to me. Scrawled in pink crayon. They even took timeout of their day to not only mail this letter, but to take it to a post office away from their house.

So mean. So pointless. So stupid.

Such a coward that they couldn’t just be a grown up and tell me they have a problem with my to my face. And more importantly couldn’t tell me they have a problem with my kid. Such a coward they had to resort to anonymous bullying.

So pathetic.

I have a suspicion who sent it, although I’ll probably never know.  I have had some issues with the organizer in the past, but I thought we had mended all of our fences and everything was fine.

To my knowledge the complaints about me are old news, I thought that was in the past after the fence mending.  The thing that bugs me about that, is that the organizer has used those exact words to me face “more than 2 moms have complained about you” … so either she is telling people about complaints about me- which is a big problem. Or she wrote it herself. A bigger problem.

So now.. what is my action plan?

I think I’m going to lay low for a few days. Let the culprit wonder. They were obviously looking for a reaction. I won’t give them the satisfaction.

I am going to investigate/confront my suspicions next week.  We’ll see what happens with that.

Then I will post the letter on the group’s website. I think the people who I genuinely think are my friends and are not 7th grade mean girls will be interested to know the kind of people they are exposing their children to.

Then I’m out. I do not need people like that in my, or my daughter’s life.

It’s sad really that it had to come to this.  I’ve spent the last year with most of these people. I thought some of them were my friends. Yes, I have 2 people who I know are my true friends. The rest I’m not so sure anymore. It sucks feeling like you don’t know who to trust. Like everyone is talking behind your back. Like someone is just waiting for you to turn around to get our their dagger.

My message to that person who sent me the letter:

GROW UP. Set a better example for your children, or they are going to turn out to be the pathetic, cowardly, mean bully that you are. THe apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

RE: “we need to talk”

If you haven’t read it, here’s the post from a few days ago: “we need to talk.”

It seems I got my panties all in a bunch for nothing.. at least nothing yet.

I arrived at the park, like we had planned.. 10 minutes before our scheduled play date.  As I am pulling in the parking lot, I get a text that said her kids just woke up.  I’m sorry, but if I have plans to be somewhere (which in a fact I did) I wake the kids up and get them ready in a timely manner as to be as closely on time as possible (which in fact I did). You don’t let them sleep in until when ever the heck the feel like it.

WHAT-the-eff-ever.

That’s when I was over it. She obviously didn’t want to talk that bad, or she would have made even a small effort.

By the time she got there, the other moms had arrived. She was acting a little weird, but we chatted like nothing was wrong. We talked about future playdates and things to do with the kids.

She and I were the last two to leave. She had me alone, to say whatever was on her mind. But did she say a word? Nope.. she just left.

Again I say… WHAT-the-eff-ever.

Now  I am really over it.  I’m not going to waste my time wondering or worrying what her problem is, it is soooo not worth it.

Seriously, it’s your thing. I’m not going to ask you what your problem is. You have stuff to get off your chest, open your mouth, I’ll listen. When I wanted to know why you weren’t talking to me last time, I opened my mouth and said “are you mad at me?” See how easy that is?

Oh- and she even had another opportunity… she was at my house the next day. We had a playdate here… she could have gotten there early, stayed after everyone left… said something… even, “hey can we talk later/tomorrow/on the phone/ next week?” something, anything. But she chose not to say a peep.

So, I am not going to give it a second thought. I have real things in my life to worry about right now. Not crap that is feeling like stupid high school drama. I don’t have the time or energy to deal with that.

But I will be sure to give you an update should I ever find out what the problem is! 🙂