Tuesday, July 8, 2008

I think someone is missing school....




Yes, that is Aislinn, sitting at her daddy's couch desk, copying the Pokemon she has caught from the Nintendo DS into a notebook. Why? Why not? But, it was pretty freaking cute, that's for sure. She must have sat like that for about a half an hour.




In other news, my sister Bobo got a puppy and she named him Chewie. Her boyfriend bought Chewie for her, and will keep him at his house and here he is...At first they were calling him McLovin' which I thought was hysterical. But, there is no denying that Shih Tzus look like Ewoks. They couldn't think of any Ewok names, but HEY wasn't there another hair creature from Star Wars?So, Chewie it is. Wicket would have been cute too. Then I found a pic of a baby Ewok named Nippett. I didn't know the other Ewoks had names. I just remembered Wicket.


I have been having an "episode" partly due to the summer heat, partly due to my raging insomnia that has gotten completely out of hand, and partly because my husband, well he can be a douche. A big ole douche. It's nothing more than your usual husband douchery, nothing special or in particular. Let's just say, I'm glad he went out to sea for two weeks. Absence makes the heart grow fonder right? Does absence make the douchiness go away? Let's hope so.



Prepare yourself... You are about to lay your eyes on Rock godliness!!


Don't I just look too damn sexy? Awww yeah. Notice that the stickers are on my guitar upside down. When I first got the game, I played it backwards. It wasn't until Tony came home a few days later did he point it out. He's good for somethng I guess.

Saturday, July 5, 2008

There isn't much on TV anymore for me to watch. The simple fact is when I watch TV I want to laugh. They just aren't that many sitcoms anymore, and a lot of them, honestly I can not watch with the kids around. One of my favorites used to be My Name is Earl, but trying to explain to Aislinn why Catalina wears those clothes for her job and jumps around while men throw money at her ended that. Lot of the sitcoms have started to rely heavily on sexual content, and when the kids were younger, it didn't matter, but now that Aislinn is older, and Jonny is a parrot, we really have to watch it. We used to watch Family Guy ALL THE TIME, but even that came to an end when Jonny walked around mocking Stewie saying "So, you wanna have sex?" He of course didn't know what he was saying, but it was still disturbing. Tony got all freaked out thinking someone had said that to Jonny. He's asking frantically "WHo said that to you buddy?" and finally Jonny said "You know, it's from Family Guy" I had been telling Tony for a long time that the kids shouldn't watch it, but he said I was being too cautious.. until that happened.

What I end up watching, and enjoying are the kids shows. Their cartoons and their little Disney and Nick shows. I love Drake and Josh. It's smartly written, and not too over the top on the cheese. Drake talks about kissing girls a lot, but in an innocent way, he's not super smart and knows it, so to make up for it, he uses his looks. Josh is the smart, and heavy but he still has a girl friend. They are a good pairing and the dialogue is funny. Tony and I crack up when we watch it. Another one we like is ICarly.

I personally like the Suite Life of Zack and Cody, and Phineas and Ferb. Chowder, Spongebob, the New Ben 10 (where he's a teen), Total Drama Island (cartoon spoof of Survivor) Fosters Home for imaginary friends. All these shows are well writtten and hilarious. The Ben 10 one has a good story and as much drama as an episode of CSI.

Even after the kids go to bed, and I find myself flipping channels, and still watching these shows.

Friday, July 4, 2008

I am alone

It's so nice!

We told the kids we would take them to see fireworks today. We found a place close to the house, but as the day wore on, I started to feel kind of sick. I think it might have been a combo from the heat from the beach yesterday, heat today, the meat sticks, and Atkins bar I ate today. I just really felt like I was going to hurl at any moment. Even now, I am not feeling that great. I hate that sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. Blech. I managed to eat dinner, and felt better, but not much.

Tony went ahead and took the kids to the park to watch the fireworks. I felt guilty. But, I thought about it, and really it's not that big of a deal. I've taken them lots of places without Tony. He can do it for a change.

Before they left we told Aislinn she had to vacuum. You know her new chore. She hasn't been doing it like she was supposed to, and I did it a few times this week. My God, the whining.

What am I going to do with my free time? I am going to shower without a little boy standing there between the curtain and the clear liner asking me a million questions like whats my favorite color, and who do I like better, Mr. Krabs or Squidward? (Red, and Squidward just in case you're curious). Jonny is so attatched to my hip and it's not cute anymore. If I ask him to leave he says all pathetic like "But, I want to BE with you mommy" What am I supposed to say to that? I'm scared though because my sunburn is going to really, really hurt. I'm a big ole baby about it.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Let it burn, let it burn, gotta let burn

I asked Aislinn to spray my back with sunblock today. Got home from the beach, yeah my back is as red as a lobster. She tried. Next time I'll either have one of the other moms do it when I get there, or have Aisy do it close up. I think she was too far back.

Yep, went to the beach today. Not Virginia Beach, we went to Ocean View which is in Norfolk. It's the beach that I used to take Aislinn to when we lived here before, I just didn't know what it was called. We found a nice spot with other families, Aislinn made a friend who enjoyed looking for weird things just as much as she does.

Jonny was scared of the ocean. Near the end he got a bit wet. Actually, neither kid really got wet. Come to think of it, most the kids didn't. THey liked playing in the sand more than anything else. I met some other moms. These aren't with the playgroup, but friends of one of the playgroup moms, and they were really nice. Only two other moms from the group were there. It was fun. I like these two moms the best so far, and it was nice hanging out with them, and these other new moms.

I am going to be sore for a few days becuase of my burn. It has been fun rubbing it in Aislinn's face though. She keeps saying SORRY!

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Some women pay good money for these kinda highlights


Look at this childs wild hair. It's pretty though, it just always looks messy. As an adult she can definitely pull off bed head, but as a kid it just comes off as unkempt. It actually looks like my hair when I was a kid. I was always in trouble for having "messy" hair. I just couldn't help it, just like Aislinn can't. As long as she brushes it before she goes out, I'm fine with it.
Aislinn has been a true delight this summer. I was really dreading it, but we've had only a few boredom complaints. The cheapie pool, Nintendo Ds and Wii have been a help with that. Like this picture here, she can't tear her face away from the DS. She wasn't too hip on me taking pictures of her for some reason. She's starting to act more tween-y. Mom's not to fun or cool anymore.






















Tuesday, July 1, 2008

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Monday, June 30, 2008

Trying to raise a man the right way

The other day we went to a BBQ and Jonny was playing with a whistle that you put in your mouth like a pacifier to blow on it. It was in the shape of big, red lips. He didn't care what it looked like, he just wanted to make the whoowheeee noise. I was on the deck with Tony, with all his Navy coworkers, when out comes Jonny. He jumped out onto the deck, kicking his leg up at the same time, doing this little dancing hop, blowing his whoowheeee whistle. Everyone laughed, which then caused Jonny to dance around some more, ran off the deck onto the lawn, dancing the whole way. Then the jokes started.

"Heh Et1 (People in the navy call each other by their rate and rank type dealie, even in social settings, which I find weird) I would be worried about that boy of yours" Guffaw, guffaw, guffaw. "Hey look he even has those fruity little crocs on" Tony is obviously embarrassed that his son had the audacity to, you know have fun. He turns to me and jokingly said "What you teaching him when I'm not home" It was all in good fun, but you know it just left a bad taste in my mouth. I then "jokingly" said "Oh you guys leave him alone. Every little boy I have ever met has loved to dance, but it's this shit right here" waving my hands around the group "that makes boys think acting like this is weird, so they suck it up, and hold it in, and then become emotionally hollow, and turn out like you clowns" The other women were like "yeah right on" Everyone laughed and moved on.

I just don't understand why this happens. What is WRONG with a 4 year old boy dancing with his whoowhee whistle?

Now granted, these were all young guys without kids. I think what bothered me the most was Tony's reaction to it. It seems to be such a male thing to tear the other guy down all in good natured fun. We see it all the time among men. Anyone that dare act different or be sensitive gets ragged on. Gotta get home to help the little lady clean the house? Pussy. Like to bake? Sissy. Like wine instead of beer? Nancyboy. Like to wear a pretty, pretty dress while grocery shopping? Well I don't want to type what you'd be called.

Men just seem to have a pack mentality. Almost like Mean Girls with penises. Yet, they excuse it as just harmless fun. Maybe because I don't have a penis, I don't understand? All I know is that I don't want my son to feel like he can't be himself or he'll be laughed at, unless that is his intention. A lot of time it is. He likes to make people laugh. I don't think that he really "got" that they were laughing at him in a mean way. I think he just liked being laughed at. He's four, he's not scarred by it or anything.

It was just Tony's reaction. Him turning bright red. Not stopping them. Not protecting him. I don't know maybe I'm making more of it than I should. Tony's dad used to call him Polack, and I was horrified. I thought what an awful thing to call your child, an everday reminder that you think they're essential stupid. Tony says it wasn't a big deal, and I just think as a man, you have to take that kind of stuff, and not show it bothers you.

I want to raise both my kids to be themselves. It's ok for a girl to be herself, but for a boy, it's not. It's such a shame.