The word is that we will be moving home this weekend. It has been a long time coming. I am grateful for a husband who partnered with me during this unforseen turn of events in our lives.
A lot of folks have stated that "It will be like moving into a brand new house" and they are right it will be. I am looking forward to emptying the boxes and rediscovering our things, putting them away, paring down (I know we have too much stuff) but what I am really looking forward to is sleeping in my own bed, getting Bella on a real sleeping schedule with a bedtime routine, making meals that require an oven and just the relief of being home.
My friends at work have been extremely supportive everyday and for that I am also thankful. I am hoping to have a re-house warming party in a few weeks.
I am also looking forward to getting back to exercising and watching what I eat. I am not looking forward to getting on the scale. I guess the only plan of action can be to accept the number that shows up and go on from there.
The one thing I am not looking forward to is Scott's Mom coming home in March. I just don't want that woman tainting my new home. I still have not found a way to forgive her for her comment about my dad and her overall "poor me" attitude accompanied by the fact that she has failed to give me credit for trying to get a long with Carl for the past 5 years.
Obese girl out
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
2 months down ? to go
Well we have been out of our house for 2 months now. The fire happened on the night of December 3rd into the early morning hours of December 4th. We lived for 20 difficult days with my husbands mom and her husband before a blow out, in which my MIL said something so hurtful to me that I am not sure I can ever forgive her. We have been in the hotel for 6 weeks. It is not an ideal situation and I certainly wish we were home, we have adjusted to the everyday.
Our house reconstruction is coming along. Our bedroom has been painted and the old cracked toilet removed. I expect that work in the upstairs of our house will be completed this week. The carpet guy I believe has been scheduled for tomorrow.
Plumbing and electrical have been completed downstairs and the ceilings have been drywalled, painted and textured. The walls of the living room and dining room have been primed. The kitchen ceiling is closed up but needs texture and the kitchen walls need to ne primed.
We have picked out the tile for the fireplace surround, it is not exactly what I want but it will do. We are still discussing new furniture for the living room, we will see.
Meanwhile my daughter is not getting adequate sleep. On Monday she threw a fit that probable registered a 10 fo the fit meter. It started when she lost a game of sorry. The crying, stomping screaming, talking trash continued throughout the shower. It continued after the shower while she put on pajamas and had her hair combed. It continued after she went to bed and now included kicking. I simply shut off the light and the TV and layed in the next bed facing away from the Isabella tornado and let her continue. I did not talk to her, I did not engage, this behavior was unacceptable and I wanted it to stop (I also wanted to spank her but didn't) My assessment: She was over tired and wanted attention. After only about 10 minutes the tornado calmed down and when I turned over to face her she was sound asleep. She slept until 7:00 and she was much better for it. Bella is not typically a fit thrower but when she does she really does it.
Report cards came out last Friday. Accademically she is doing ok but is still having issues with behavior and the teacher is still giving us very little feedback.
Last night was her brownie meeting (cookie pickup is this weekend-she only sold 30 boxes and actually Scott and I sold them) I stayed for the meeting to see how Bella handled herself and honestly I was not thrilled. The kid is loud and obnoxious! She must of said " what the heck" 15 times. That has to stop. I am guessing this is how she is behaving at school as well.
The kid is quite something in a lot of ways. Last week on the way to work and school we heard on the radio that Puxatony (sp?) Phil was texting. What follows is our conversation:
Me: "Bella how do you think a ground hog texts?"
Bella: "With his claws"
M: "Well don't you need a cell phone to text?"
B:"Yes"
M: "Well where do you think a ground hog gets a cell phone?"
B: "He walks down to the store and buys one"
M: "Don't you need money to buy a phone?"
B: "yes"
M: Where would a groung hog get money?"
B: "Babysitting"
M: "like other ground hogs/"
B: "Yes"
M: "what about a skunk?, Rabbit?, Squirrel?"
B: "No only ground hogs"
Alas to Bella's disappointment Phil saw his shadow-6 more weeks of winter-believe me if Phil lived in IL he would not have seen his shadow on Tuesday!
I am currently involved in a large project at work and Bella knows this. So I pick her up from Ycare the other night and she asks me: "How was work?, Did you work on your project?' to which I replied "yes" Bella says "Is this a gluing project" , " No baby it is not a gluing project" I say. Bella says "Is it a project to make a big sign that says "I Love my Job!', "no it is not that either but maybe Bella can make me a sign that says that as there are times I could use it.
Bella is currently missing her two top front teeth. Yesterday the radio was playing the new "New Orleans Saint's song" I look in the rear view mirror and Bella is sitting in her car seat bopping her head back and forth smiling from ear to ear. That kid cracks me up way more than she stresses me out-"its a good thing"
Obese girl out.
Our house reconstruction is coming along. Our bedroom has been painted and the old cracked toilet removed. I expect that work in the upstairs of our house will be completed this week. The carpet guy I believe has been scheduled for tomorrow.
Plumbing and electrical have been completed downstairs and the ceilings have been drywalled, painted and textured. The walls of the living room and dining room have been primed. The kitchen ceiling is closed up but needs texture and the kitchen walls need to ne primed.
We have picked out the tile for the fireplace surround, it is not exactly what I want but it will do. We are still discussing new furniture for the living room, we will see.
Meanwhile my daughter is not getting adequate sleep. On Monday she threw a fit that probable registered a 10 fo the fit meter. It started when she lost a game of sorry. The crying, stomping screaming, talking trash continued throughout the shower. It continued after the shower while she put on pajamas and had her hair combed. It continued after she went to bed and now included kicking. I simply shut off the light and the TV and layed in the next bed facing away from the Isabella tornado and let her continue. I did not talk to her, I did not engage, this behavior was unacceptable and I wanted it to stop (I also wanted to spank her but didn't) My assessment: She was over tired and wanted attention. After only about 10 minutes the tornado calmed down and when I turned over to face her she was sound asleep. She slept until 7:00 and she was much better for it. Bella is not typically a fit thrower but when she does she really does it.
Report cards came out last Friday. Accademically she is doing ok but is still having issues with behavior and the teacher is still giving us very little feedback.
Last night was her brownie meeting (cookie pickup is this weekend-she only sold 30 boxes and actually Scott and I sold them) I stayed for the meeting to see how Bella handled herself and honestly I was not thrilled. The kid is loud and obnoxious! She must of said " what the heck" 15 times. That has to stop. I am guessing this is how she is behaving at school as well.
The kid is quite something in a lot of ways. Last week on the way to work and school we heard on the radio that Puxatony (sp?) Phil was texting. What follows is our conversation:
Me: "Bella how do you think a ground hog texts?"
Bella: "With his claws"
M: "Well don't you need a cell phone to text?"
B:"Yes"
M: "Well where do you think a ground hog gets a cell phone?"
B: "He walks down to the store and buys one"
M: "Don't you need money to buy a phone?"
B: "yes"
M: Where would a groung hog get money?"
B: "Babysitting"
M: "like other ground hogs/"
B: "Yes"
M: "what about a skunk?, Rabbit?, Squirrel?"
B: "No only ground hogs"
Alas to Bella's disappointment Phil saw his shadow-6 more weeks of winter-believe me if Phil lived in IL he would not have seen his shadow on Tuesday!
I am currently involved in a large project at work and Bella knows this. So I pick her up from Ycare the other night and she asks me: "How was work?, Did you work on your project?' to which I replied "yes" Bella says "Is this a gluing project" , " No baby it is not a gluing project" I say. Bella says "Is it a project to make a big sign that says "I Love my Job!', "no it is not that either but maybe Bella can make me a sign that says that as there are times I could use it.
Bella is currently missing her two top front teeth. Yesterday the radio was playing the new "New Orleans Saint's song" I look in the rear view mirror and Bella is sitting in her car seat bopping her head back and forth smiling from ear to ear. That kid cracks me up way more than she stresses me out-"its a good thing"
Obese girl out.
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