Where do I put all these TOYS!

Ok, my house is already way too small and now I have more crap to put in it! I've been stressed out because my house is a mess and I feel like I can't get it to the point I need it. I don't care what the kids or their dad say, I need some of this chaos to go AWAY. I will write "their dad" when I'm upset. It's a lot better than a**hole and it makes me feel so much better. I asked for his help over the weekend but I guess the 2 xbox games he bought for himself was a bigger priority then helping around the house. It's a fight that I seem to loose every weekend. He works hard is his excuse....like I don't but damn I still have responsibilities. Ummph!

Ok back to the TOYS.....oh where do I put them. I have to rearrange the kids bedroom this week. What a chore that is going to be. I'm dreading it. My kids have a bunk bed that one bed fits on top and then there is a little cove under it. My son says he falls out too much and wants to put his mattress on the floor. I guess the 20 stuffed animals can go on top and the bed can be on the bottom. Not sure if it will work but hey its worth a shot I guess.

Can you tell I'm a bit stressed....lol!

Guess What I Got For My Birthday....

The call from my 18 yr old son telling me I'm going to be a GRANDMA....umm crap I just turned 40 and now I have to be grammie! WOW did I have to pick up my chin off the floor. I was the first person he told in his family...but the girl is 5 months already. Guess keeping the secret was getting him. However, the big step is telling his dad. My son and ex lives 2 states away so its hard for me to help him thru this but he knows I'm there whenever he needs me!

Stay tuned for more details on this drama of becoming a Grammie at 40!!! A customer called me a HAWT GRAMMIE so I guess I'll take that.

Funny-My Son

thinks his butt**** is called a butthog! I almost choked on my coffee. I told him that wasn't what it was called but just go ahead and say "booty". His undies were riding up his crack and he didn't like it.

Butthog....lol

Xmas- Kids and Hubby

Last night the kids were snooping around the tree and looking at the presents my mom sent. They wanted to open one so bad, so the bad mommy that I am I let them open 1! With the promise of DON'T ASK TO OPEN ANOTHER ONE UNTIL XMAS. Of course they both said "Yes mom we won't ask and THANK YOU" with the big smiles and hugs. They both opened of course the BIG present but oh well.

However, my sweet Sahara asks this morning....mom can I open a little present in my stocking today? Ummmm NO! Now of course I'm the mean mommy but hey a promise is a promise.

Anyone else ready for XMAS to be over? Too much going on.

I need to clean house for family, make dinner for family, be nice to family that's just too much for me!

Our Tree sucks right now! We have been asking daddy to get the Xmas lights for over a week now. I'm too short and no ladder or else I would have got them myself already. Asking daddy to do anything you have to put in a work order at least 3 weeks ahead of time. Then maybe 3 more weeks to think about it. Then 3 more weeks to do it! Am I being mean...not really!

Plans Changed!

Well we are not going to move. I'm very disappointed but I keeping telling myself "things happen for a reason". And I'm holding on to that. My hubby backed out and then the plans just went down the toilet. This move was stressing out my hubby, my kids, my mom, and of course myself! We were all walking around the house mad. My mom and I were fighting over the phone. I think I had my arms folded across my chest for at least 2 weeks.

I don't blame anyone but myself because I had such high hopes and didn't really look at the REAL BIG picture. My hubby got scared. I just wish he would have told me sooner like before the plane tickets/hotel rooms were bought. My mom is pissed, and pissed enough not to call me on my 40th bday. I don't blame her I would be mad at me too!

My friend told me that I just need to let go of that dream of going back home because she doesn't think it will happen for awhile at least. She knows I have a hard time here but she thinks I need to give the Bay Area a second chance and not let people get to me.

I guess a new chapter in my life needs to begin so I can move forward. I've been at a stand still for a couple years now. Depression is knocking on my door everyday but my kids are my motivation to be strong. I do need to change, fix, and add to my life that is for sure.

Countdown starts

28 days to our BIG MOVE. Am I ready??? No way but it has too happen. My mom and step-dad arrives Dec 26th. They are going to help me drive up. My hubby is on the fence if he is going and let me tell you that is the biggest stress I have right now. I understand that he feels this is the wrong time financially for us to quit our jobs and move to another state. But I can't handle this place anymore!

Reasons why I'm moving:

1. Cost too much in the Bay Area to live....2 (900 sq ft) bdrm townhouse for $1200.

2. Kids next door are bad and they are teaching my kids very bad things. You would be amazed with what I have had to deal with these two gremlins next door.

3. Bay Area is just strange. I was on the bus with my two kids (they are bi-racial) and these 2 guys thought that was a pass to talk to me all rude. Then when I reminded them that I was with my kids and not to talk to me like then I was a RACIST WHITE BITCH. This was the last straw and the day I made the decision to move. I've been wanting to for a couple years but that bus ride was the camel that broke the back (is that the right saying...lol)

4. I MISS MY FAMILY is the most important reason!

5. My 18 yr old son needs me.

6. No family love in the Bay Area....hubby's family thinks we don't exist. My kids call hubby's mom DADDY'S MOM and they live 3 hrs away. They never talk to the kids. My mom calls pretty much every other day and talks to the kids every time. Yes I'm bitter, lol!

7. We live in Murder Capital....Richmond CA!

I could go on and on!