When I say six hours in a car what do you think? When I say six hours in a car with two kids under five and two dogs what do you think? Needless to say I have to be half insane to live my life, I have to be clinically insane to be in the car for that long with my family.
The day started like any other road trip day. Cary was running errands, I was packing everything we needed, and the kids were eating breakfast. Then I took the dogs outside to do their business. Cary came home, and I don't know what it is about road trip days, but I am sooo not myself. It's like as soon as I saw him I wanted to fight. I think he knew this too. Because he looked at me and started grabbing things to put in the car just so he didn't have to look into my crazy eye.
I calmed down after we got things settle in the car and we were on the road. So I thought. Cary reminded me that we had to go pay a few bills before we left. I was like, totally fine not a big deal. So an hour later in the car... we start our six hour journey to Oklahoma. I don't think we made it on to I 40 when the kids started getting restless.
At some point, I don't know when or how, the conversation Cary and I were having turned into a fight. It was one of those "I don't even remember what we were fighting about" fights. I even did the Mad Wife pose. You know what it is, fold your arms, cross your legs, and look out the window. I had everything but the bottom lip sticking out. Turns out that if your husband leaves you like that for awhile you'll fall asleep. Who knew! What a great defence for a man. And of course I wasn't mad anymore. Until he opened his mouth... some how we stopped fighting just as we were coming in to Midwest City. We just stopped fighting, and it was quiet and peaceful. Franky, our puppy was just starting to whimper. I figured he was tired and ready to get out of the car. The whimper turned into a full on yelp, then Evelyn started to scream, then Jaxson was yelling for them to be quiet, and THEN Doggy started to howl. And on top of all of that noise, my wonderful husband whom I have been fighting with most of this trip, decided that he needed to chime in and tell everybody to stop yelling. From Tinker AFB to I 40 and Morgan road, this is what I heard. All of the sudden Franky jumps out of Jaxson's arms and decides he wanted to go in the back window, everybody stops, and starts laughing at our crazy new puppy. Until we figured out what our new little puppy was going to do. Yes, my fellow bloggers... my crazy little puppy was trying to find a spot to poop in the back window. Out of nowhere Cary slams on the break, now... I know that the logic is there... He intended for Franky to plop down on the back seat and calm down long enough for Cary to pull over to a place where Franky could use the bathroom. But instead of that happening Franky flew across the back seat, bounced off the passanger head rest, and plopped on the floor. There was poop everywhere. We were not nearly fast enough for our little pooch.
If the trip to Oklahoma was this interesting I wonder what the trip back will be like!
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Death and Wal-Mart
We almost had a death in the family this evening. It was scary. Everything is fine now, he's resting comfortably now. I mean, I don't know what we would have done with out our TV. It's just...the clicking, I'll never get it out of my mind again! Take the kids, or the dogs... just not our TV!
OK, not really... we'll keep the dogs. HA!
Today was a pretty good day. Cary has an entire week off and this is day one. By the end of this week I might be losing my mind. Don't get me wrong Cary is the love of my life, soul mate, my best friend. I couldn't imagine sharing my life with anybody else in this world. It's just that we need to be apart from those we love, to appreciate them. Don't judge me. You spend an entire week with one person, with no money, and two sniffling kids (now Cary is getting sick) and tell me how that week goes. But like I said, I wouldn't do it with anybody else.
We went around town today. Rose Bud, AR has this great little coffee roasterie which we buy THE BEST coffee I've ever had. It's a nice little trip. We get the kids out of the house and we feel like we accomplished something. Today the little roasterie's coffee grinder was broken so we got whole bean. Totally not a big deal, Wal-Mart has a coffee grinder for like $15. The problem was that we brought both dogs. Usually where ever we go, the dogs tag along, unless it's hot or freezing. Doggy is used to being in the car and waiting for us to run into Wal-Mart or a restaurant. But or new little one, Franky, I was afraid he would poop in the car or get on Doggy's bad side and I didn't even want to think about that. Doggy is very well tempered, he's just getting to know Franky... you know how dogs are. Anyway, Cary and I had the obligatory conversation of who would stay in the car, who will go inside, or he will take one kid and I'll stay with the other, or we'll all go in. Really, we go threw every scenario there is. So after we decided we would all go in I thought it was a great idea to take Franky with us. My diaper bag is big enough for him plus one more dog so I figured it would be fine. Franky slept most of the car ride and I was sure he would curl up and sleep in the diaper bag. I stuck him in there, walked across the parking lot and he did fine. I walked into the store and got a shopping cart... and there was Franky popping up and climbing out of the bag. Jaxson is in the bakery grabbing as many doughnuts he could, Cary and Evelyn are long gone, and the dog is trying to escape. I tried to stuff Franky back into the bag and grab Jaxson at the same time and I failed miserably. Remember, this is just as we walked in the store. At this point, already, I'm regretting this "brilliant idea" of mine but I keep on going. OK, so now everybody is looking at me because Jaxson is crying and I'm holding onto my bag like it's my only life line. Some how we made it to the coffee grinders and I'm in the isle trying to calm this puppy of mine down when a Wal-Mart employee walked by me as my puppy barked. I really truly in my heart think the employee thought I was barking at him.. which... in my younger days wasn't THAT unusual, but that's a different story. You know those awkward sitcom moments when the main character gets caught doing something they shouldn't and they have that "I didn't do it" smile. That was me. At that point I was exhausted but I still needed to locate my husband and daughter. Which, by the way, they were on the other side of Wal-Mart in the electronics. I had to walk around the store with a crying child and a barking puppy. It was interesting to say the least. By the time we were at the check out it looked like I tried to rob half the store the way I was holding my jacket (I thought if I held Frank he would have done better, but that was another failed attempt at my "brilliant idea"). I was never so happy to see a Wal-Mart parking lot in my life. We packed up in the car and I looked at Cary and said, "lesson learned".
Now that the TV is fine, Jaxson decided to watch a movie. You haven't lived until you watch Madagascar 2 in Spanish.
OK, not really... we'll keep the dogs. HA!
Today was a pretty good day. Cary has an entire week off and this is day one. By the end of this week I might be losing my mind. Don't get me wrong Cary is the love of my life, soul mate, my best friend. I couldn't imagine sharing my life with anybody else in this world. It's just that we need to be apart from those we love, to appreciate them. Don't judge me. You spend an entire week with one person, with no money, and two sniffling kids (now Cary is getting sick) and tell me how that week goes. But like I said, I wouldn't do it with anybody else.
We went around town today. Rose Bud, AR has this great little coffee roasterie which we buy THE BEST coffee I've ever had. It's a nice little trip. We get the kids out of the house and we feel like we accomplished something. Today the little roasterie's coffee grinder was broken so we got whole bean. Totally not a big deal, Wal-Mart has a coffee grinder for like $15. The problem was that we brought both dogs. Usually where ever we go, the dogs tag along, unless it's hot or freezing. Doggy is used to being in the car and waiting for us to run into Wal-Mart or a restaurant. But or new little one, Franky, I was afraid he would poop in the car or get on Doggy's bad side and I didn't even want to think about that. Doggy is very well tempered, he's just getting to know Franky... you know how dogs are. Anyway, Cary and I had the obligatory conversation of who would stay in the car, who will go inside, or he will take one kid and I'll stay with the other, or we'll all go in. Really, we go threw every scenario there is. So after we decided we would all go in I thought it was a great idea to take Franky with us. My diaper bag is big enough for him plus one more dog so I figured it would be fine. Franky slept most of the car ride and I was sure he would curl up and sleep in the diaper bag. I stuck him in there, walked across the parking lot and he did fine. I walked into the store and got a shopping cart... and there was Franky popping up and climbing out of the bag. Jaxson is in the bakery grabbing as many doughnuts he could, Cary and Evelyn are long gone, and the dog is trying to escape. I tried to stuff Franky back into the bag and grab Jaxson at the same time and I failed miserably. Remember, this is just as we walked in the store. At this point, already, I'm regretting this "brilliant idea" of mine but I keep on going. OK, so now everybody is looking at me because Jaxson is crying and I'm holding onto my bag like it's my only life line. Some how we made it to the coffee grinders and I'm in the isle trying to calm this puppy of mine down when a Wal-Mart employee walked by me as my puppy barked. I really truly in my heart think the employee thought I was barking at him.. which... in my younger days wasn't THAT unusual, but that's a different story. You know those awkward sitcom moments when the main character gets caught doing something they shouldn't and they have that "I didn't do it" smile. That was me. At that point I was exhausted but I still needed to locate my husband and daughter. Which, by the way, they were on the other side of Wal-Mart in the electronics. I had to walk around the store with a crying child and a barking puppy. It was interesting to say the least. By the time we were at the check out it looked like I tried to rob half the store the way I was holding my jacket (I thought if I held Frank he would have done better, but that was another failed attempt at my "brilliant idea"). I was never so happy to see a Wal-Mart parking lot in my life. We packed up in the car and I looked at Cary and said, "lesson learned".
Now that the TV is fine, Jaxson decided to watch a movie. You haven't lived until you watch Madagascar 2 in Spanish.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
First Blog
I don't really know how to start a blog, or even how to write one. So I will treat it like a first date... except on first dates I usually ended up with my shirt off. I will spare you the gruesome details, for now, and tell you I have came a long way from that "half naked on the first date" girl. That girl would have never thought she would be an expert in diaper genies and diaper rash creams. But for real, Diaper Champs are so much better. I honestly could write an entire blog just on the difference of Diaper Genies and Diaper Champs.
But I guess as long as we're just getting to know each other I will spare you from that long boring monologue and tell you more about my family. Aren't you a lucky, lucky person.
I am 24, I am married, and I have two children. Jaxson Henry is 4, and Evelyn Lee is 10 months. My husbands name is Cary and he works in the oil field. He's gone a lot but I think that's how we make our relationship work. See... I'm what you call strong willed. Some people confuse that with spoiled, other people confuse it as sarcastic and bitchy. I am here to set the record straight and tell you that I am all of those things. Yes, there is no denying. I'm of German decent and I am one of 32 grandchildren. So that makes me loud and strong willed.
So now if you can picture a hyper loud German stuck in the house with two kids and a husband you get the sitcom of my life. Are you interested yet? I think you are.
I'm looking forward to start blogging. Cary told me I should do it, I just didn't think life as a stay at home mother would be that interesting. Then my mother told me I needed to start one. See, I got in a fight with my Wii Fit and she thought it was hilarious. But in retrospect I often fight with objects. My favorite food is hot dogs and fried potatoes, tell me you wouldn't fight with the stupid thing. In fact it asks you why you gained weight. You actually have to put an answer in. I don't know why I gained weight, I like to eat and I hate to exercise so you tell me what my problem is. It made me accountable for my own actions and I feel like I am so close to perfect, how dare you think I'm not!
Well, that's all for now. I have a few children that need my attention.
But I guess as long as we're just getting to know each other I will spare you from that long boring monologue and tell you more about my family. Aren't you a lucky, lucky person.
I am 24, I am married, and I have two children. Jaxson Henry is 4, and Evelyn Lee is 10 months. My husbands name is Cary and he works in the oil field. He's gone a lot but I think that's how we make our relationship work. See... I'm what you call strong willed. Some people confuse that with spoiled, other people confuse it as sarcastic and bitchy. I am here to set the record straight and tell you that I am all of those things. Yes, there is no denying. I'm of German decent and I am one of 32 grandchildren. So that makes me loud and strong willed.
So now if you can picture a hyper loud German stuck in the house with two kids and a husband you get the sitcom of my life. Are you interested yet? I think you are.
I'm looking forward to start blogging. Cary told me I should do it, I just didn't think life as a stay at home mother would be that interesting. Then my mother told me I needed to start one. See, I got in a fight with my Wii Fit and she thought it was hilarious. But in retrospect I often fight with objects. My favorite food is hot dogs and fried potatoes, tell me you wouldn't fight with the stupid thing. In fact it asks you why you gained weight. You actually have to put an answer in. I don't know why I gained weight, I like to eat and I hate to exercise so you tell me what my problem is. It made me accountable for my own actions and I feel like I am so close to perfect, how dare you think I'm not!
Well, that's all for now. I have a few children that need my attention.
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