Going to the chapel

One of my closest friends, Gen, got married tonight to her Army man Will. She looked amazing and he looked handsome in his uniform! Unfortunately my camera sucks and the 60 pictures I took during the wedding didn't show up at all. Maybe 10 actually showed up and that was of the table decorations and cakes. Go figure!

Watching Gen and Will slowly dancing to their first dance brought tears to my eyes. They held each other close, sang softly, kissed passionately, and looked lovingly into each others eyes. It was priceless to see such love between two people. I hope to find something like that one day.

10 things I wish never exsisted

1. The never ending pile of dirty clothes and dishes.

2. Fathers and mothers who refuse to take care of their children.

3. Fruit that spoils within 2 days of bringing it home.

4. People who discriminate against others for any reason.

5. Dogs who piss on the floor or couch after going outside 50 million times in one day. GRRRR!

6. Saggy boobs at 26!

7. Guys that decide to go on a diet and lose 20 pounds in an instant.

8. The dollar menu at every fast food restaurant you go to.

9. Cancer.

10. Temper tantrums that take place in public (and at home).

Being nice sucks

I was nice. Why am I so nice? In turn I am disappointed and feeling burned. Last night I asked Jimmy if he wanted to take Garrett to school. I was the bigger person and went above and beyond. Jimmy was extremely happy on the offer and agreed to pick him up no later than 7:35.

This morning Garrett is dressed and ready to go. 7:35 rolls on by with no Jimmy in sight. Finally, I called him and he had some excuse as to why he was late. He finally arrived at 7:47.

I could have been really mean and just left at 7:35 with Garrett in tow and told Jimmy to go screw himself. But stupid me relied on the fact that he would be here on time. I should have been dressed and ready to go.

Update to Garrett's first day

I drove to Garrett's school and waited in the car pool line with 50 million other people. All the Kindergarten car riders were sitting in rows outside. Strangely everyone was super quiet. Garrett had spotted my car well before I got up to the pick up spot. He was jumping up and down, pointing at my car, and noticeably telling one of the teachers that car was for him. It was the cutest thing ever.

He came running to the car and I noticed his shoes were untied. He jumped in the car and was all smiles. He proceeds to tell me he ate at the "cafe" and that he made no friends because he didn't want to talk to anybody. He got to color 2 pictures and visited the library. He received a bookmark and explained how it works. Then he said that he has to follow all the rules, listen to the teacher, and raise his hand.

The happiness in his face made me want to cry (but I didn't)! I can't wait for the rest of the year.

Garrett's 1st day of Kindergarten - Morning

Today is Garrett's first day of Kindergarten. He got up at 6 o'clock bouncing and ready to go. I made a special breakfast for him, pancakes, and as he ate he watched me make his lunch. He sat patiently (well as patiently as any 5 year old can) while Jacob and I got ready. He wouldn't let that backpack out of his sight.

Finally, we were ready to leave the house. Backpack and lunch box in hand he bolted out of the door. I begged for a couple of pictures before he got in the car.

We got to "big boy school" and he was so excited. We walked hand and hand through all the other parents and found Ms. Zindler's Kindergarten classroom. He walked right in, sat down (by himself), and started coloring. He did awesome. Jacob was sweet and gave him a hug and said BYE.

As for Mommy, everyone should be extremely proud of me! I didn't cry one time! Ok, I must admit that I choked back some tears. I can't believe my first baby is in school and I know without a doubt he will do fabulous.

Under appreciated

My mom's co-worker is pregnant with a little boy. She was nice enough to ask the other ladies about helping to throw a baby shower. Long story short is that she ended up doing everything by herself. Because I'm still not working I wanted to help her; all the burden shouldn't be placed on my mom. So, I ended up making table favors, a diaper cake, and a daddy tookbox.

The shower was today and only a minimal amount of people showed up. One lady in general (who didn't want to do anything for the shower) took all the credit for everything! And the pregnant co-worker kept asking that lady what should come next, when to cut the cake, when to open presents, etc.

My mom went out of her way to set this shower up and she doesn't even get the credit for it. She is the one who bought the decorations, bought the cake, decorated the entire room, pulled money from her department....everything! And yet someone else took credit for it. Some women really suck!

On a "happier" note

Garrett received his immunizations today, making him up to date! He did great and didn't cry at all. Poor guy didn't see it coming and looked shocked when the nurse stuck him with the 1st needle; I didn't have the heart to tell him that he was about to get 3 shots in the arm. Thank goodness we don't have to do that again until he is at least 11 years old!

Nice guys always finish last

I'm tired of being nice to my ex-husband. I'm tired of bending over backward and receiving nothing in return. Everytime that man wants something, I do it. When does he do the same in return for me or the kids?

I've been battling with the fear that Garrett will not get registered into Kindergarten. It started with an incomplete shot record from his doctor and then finding out that he still needed shots. Then I couldn't find his birth certificate (which I eventually found). So, I asked Jimmy to research previous doctors that Garrett went to for immunizations. He helped none. Then I asked to take him to the doctor to get up to date on his shots. Still no help.

Today I sat in the waiting room of a free health clinic for 6 hours. 6 freaking hours! Even though Jimmy has insurance on the kids he would not take off work to get them done and he wouldn't pay the deductible. I asked for help with school supplies and he said "Sure" but I still haven't received any money. Chase finally stepped up and bought his school supplies.

Jimmy will never put his kids first. It will always be an excuse on why he can't help (usually his work because he is sooooooo important). Today was the last straw. I'm done being the nice guy!

Picture Perfect?

Here is how our picture taking goes.

#1 - "Jacob, let's take a picture together."

#2 - "Jacob, smile this time please..."

#3 - "Ok Jacob, smile AND look at the camera!!!"

The joys of Hamburger Helper

I love hamburger helper. It's a quick and easy meal when you really don't feel like spending hours in the kitchen. Pair it up with some veggies and you are good to go. Yesterday I was not in the mood to cook so the choices were hotdogs and chili or hamburger helper. I decided to put some effort into cooking so Crunchy Taco hamburger helper was voted on.

Garrett, Jacob, and I started eating before Chase and Devin got home. I for the record don't like Crunchy Taco so I thought it tasted bad to begin with. Chase finally sits down with a plate and immediately says, "This is bad". Yeah, thanks alot! He goes into the kitchen, looks at the box, and says that it expired on November 2006!!!! I wanted to vomit right then and there.

So the moral of the story is to check the box for the expiration date BEFORE you poison your entire family!

Sabatoge

Have you ever heard of Post Secret? It's basically a website that one guy, Frank, created. It showcases postcards that people have mailed with a personal secret that they have. Every Sunday new postcards are uploaded.

Anyways, Yahoo had their own version of Post Secret and this is one that I submitted. I'm comfortable enough to share it now. I've had a weight issue basically my entire life and I've tried to lose it multiple times with several different diets. Even going as far as having gastroplasty to control my eating (in the end that didn't work....long story).

My confession is that I'm scared of being the skinny girl. The concept is unimaginable. I only know how to be the fat girl. I'm scared of change so in turn I sabatoge my own weight loss. How do I get over this fear in order to be healthy for myself and for my family?

Kindergarten bound

We went to Walmart last night and bought Garrett a backpack and lunch box for "big school". He was so excited to pick out his own backpack; his choice was Kung Fu Panda! Today he is dragging it around the house and won't let it out of his sight.

Of coarse, I started crying in the middle of the lunch box aisle. It's happy and sad that Garrett is growing up; very bittersweet. He is my baby and it's weird to think that is school career is beginning. Chase looked at me in the middle of my mini breakdown and rolled his eyes. I guess he just doesn't understand.

Jacob is alittle jealous because he wants a backpack and lunch box too. He keeps saying he wants to go to big school with Garrett. This is the first time that they will be seperated that Jacob can remember. Next year Bubba.....and I will cry then too!