Lazy Day

It's been a lazy Sunday today.  We all slept in until noon.  NOON, y'all.  Even the Bug.  I guess this past week wore on us a lot more than we thought.  Ky got a bath, which was much needed, as her breakfast mostly ended up in her hair. 

Ky and I headed over to my sister in law's for lunch and laundry, while Rex stayed at home to have some time to himself for a while.  We enjoyed some country fried steak and mashed potatoes and green beans.  Yum.

We got to skype with my parent's which was wonderful.  Kylie loves making funny faces at her grandad and giving "air" high fives.  I love that technology lets me see and talk to my parents that live 12oo miles away.

And I found a cupcake shop that is absolutely to die for.  Die for I tell you.  Cupcakes that have as much frosting as cake.  Just how I like it.  I couldn't decide between the chocolate or the red velvet so I got both :)

Happy week y'all

Me. Circa 2006

1. Me and Baby Dakota 2. Pro Dirt bike rider here y'all 3. Goofy face 4. Goofy face squared

I really like my makeup in the first one.  Dakota was a ridiculously cute puppy.  I was super skinny.  My hair was super long.  My skin was halfway decent for once. I absolutely LOVED those jeans.  Bought them at Gottshalks for 50% off way back when.  Now Gottshalks and Hippie jeans are no more.  Bullshit.  About killed myself on that bike.  Apparently we didn't believe in hanging pictures in our bedroom.  I make weird faces. And DAMN MY HAIR WAS LONG.

Bug and Me

1. Drinking chocolate milk 2. NUGGET ME  3. Baby boots, mama boots.

The Bug and I ran errands together tonight.  Rex was at work, so when I got off of work from the day care, Kylie and I headed to Wal-Mart.  Yep, we know how to live.  We had to get the truck's oil changed and pick up a few things.  Fun things at least.  Ky got two new books and a sketch pad to scribble on with her new crayons.  We also lived it up and ate at the McDonald's there since the Bug was HUNGRY and she needed her NUGGETS NOW.  Like stat.  Like need them this moment or her stomach was going to eat the rest of her body.  Seems lately the only way she will eat meat is nuggets or turkey hot dogs.  Geez kid, let's choose the most processed meat ever . 

Anywho.  We ate nuggets.  Drank chocolate milk.  Picked out our books.  Got peed on.  Well, I got peed on.  Turns out Kylie can leak through a diaper with just one mondo pee.  Stupid disposables.  Got faces clawed and hair pulled.  Once again, it just happened to me.  When I was trying to check out.  Shrieking like a banshee was involved as well, but that was Ky this time.  Very tempting though, seems like a good stress reliever. 

Got out to the truck in one piece.  Diaper was changed.  Drove home. Sang along the radio, Kylie too.  Got home.  Colored.  Played.  Ate the rest of the nuggets.  Got jammies on and teeth and hair brushed and put to bed.  And here I am, blogging and listening to Rob Zombie.  

Wordless Wednesday: Happy Bug Edition

Stress Blows

My yard this morning echoing my mood.

This has been a long week and it's only Tuesday.  I'm in trouble, y'all.  I hate being stressed about bills and groceries and trucks that need oil changes and household chores. 

Rex handles this stress by doing stuff.  Whether it be going for a run, target practice with his rifles, playing his xbox, or just vocalizing his unhappiness to the world, he does something about it.  He relieves pressure that way, decompresses, I guess you would call it.  He does it in a rather normal, healthy way.

Not me.  I internalize everything.  Taking some time to do things for myself just stresses me out more.  I feel guilty if I do because I know I could be doing something more productive.  There's always stuff that needs to be done.  I get just as worried about bills that we can't pay and cars that we can't fix just as much as Rex does, but I keep it all bottled up inside.  It's starting to show too.  I'm getting horrible headaches on a daily basis.  I'm losing my appetite.  And when I do get really hungry, I'll generally eat so much so fast that I feel sick to my stomach.  I'm getting sick a lot more than I usually do, and that says something because I already have a pretty weak immune system as it is. 

It just sucks.  I know I need to slow down sometimes and breathe, but it's just so damn hard sometimes.  I've been trying to blog more, and that helps.  Even if most of my posts are just places to dump all of my iphone photos.  At least I'll be able to show Kylie that I did document her life to some extent. 

I know I just need to stop and put it all in God's capable hands.  To stand back for a second and take some time to pray and just have a heart to heart with Him.  To trust Him.

Girl at the Rock Show

1. About to leave in my favorite shirt and blue jeans.  2.  Being goobers  3.  Floor tickets  4. Rise Against 5.  Tom McIlrath 6.  Music and lights 7.  and Whataburger to end our great night out

What We've Been Up To

Oh, and this little thing is getting her first haircut on Saturday!
Think she needs one?!

This year has been flying by so far.  I can't believe that we are already more than halfway through January.  It's been a busy month so far.  Rex is still working up a storm at his job, though it has slowed down after the holidays.  I'm working anywhere from 40-55 hours a week at the restaurant and the day care.  Kylie is being, well, Kylie.  Crazy as ever.

The past week or so Kylie and I have both been battling a nasty cold.  On Sunday Ky ended up sleeping for most of the day with a bad fever, poor baby.  Luckily now she only has a little bit of a runny nose and is her usual bouncy self again.  Same thing cannot be said for me.  My sinuses are still all plugged up and I'm sneezing up a storm.  I can't wait to be over this darn thing.

Yesterday we had a little bit of a scare, I got up in the morning and was rounding up all of our little dogs, when I couldn't find my dog, Nova.  She ended up being hunched over at the foot of the bed and wouldn't come to me.  I picked her up and she started yelping in pain.  Her neck and chest were all swollen and sensitive to touch.  We took her to the vet and they couldn't figure out why it had happened.  She didn't have any bug or snake bites, they checked her salivary glands, and there were no cuts or scrapes.  They think she could have been playing with the other dogs and gotten roughed up a bit, with bad bruising.  So she got sent home with anti-inflammatory meds and antibiotics and we're supposed to take her back in four days if she doesn't improve.  I'm hoping and praying she gets better, as I hate seeing my little gal in pain. 

Kylie was cute at the vet's office though.  She had her little stuffed monkey with her, and after I had wiped her nose and thrown away the tissue, she carefully sits her monkey on the bench.  Ky then proceeds to go get a tissue and wipe her monkey's nose, and then throw away the tissue in the trash can.  She did this about five times before I stopped her.  The real kicker is that every time she would hold up the tissue to the monkey's nose, she would puff air out her own nose.  I was dying from the cuteness of it all.

Tonight Rex and I are stepping out on our own for the first time in I don't know how long.  At least six months.  We are going out to dinner and then to a concert in San Antonio.  I got Rex the tickets for his birthday, and he is super stoked.  We are seeing his favorite band of all time, Rise Against.  He even posted on his facebook how excited he is :)  I'm excited as well, since I have never been to a concert or a show.  ::sigh::  I know, I'm sheltered. 

And in less than a month, I'll have Kylie's 18 month post!  Yikes.  I can't believe that she will be a year and a half.  We're planning a little half birthday party for her too.  I can't wait!

My Two Word Post

Bills suck.

(Promise I'll have a "real" post soon, ya know after I get all these pesky bills and broken cars out of the way)

Since it's a New Year and All

I've never been very good with new year's resolutions.  Frankly, all the ones I've done before petered out in a matter of days.  The whole eat healthy and workout more and all.  This year I have some wishes for myself.  More like trying to be a better person for my family and myself.  Things that will be hard to change but will stay with my for the rest of my life. Things that I'm really committed to.  They're definitely not easy, that's for sure.  And some of them are a little hard to type. 

Am I doing things because it is the best for Kylie or just makes it easier on me?  Often times I don't like the answer when I ask myself that.  I want to make sure that I am doing right by my little girl.

Be honest.  Especially with Rex.  I've been noticing that I have been telling more and more little lies.  Like "of course I mailed out that bill" when in reality I completely forgot about it.  Or "sure I'll help you with that" when I have no intention of doing so.  Yeah, right now they're small, but I've been noticing that I've been telling more and more.  I don't want to do that, to Rex, myself, or our marriage.  I want to stop now, before I start lying about anything bigger.  It scares me how easy it is for me, though.  I keep catching myself over and over.  I don't like what kind of wife I've become, not one bit. 

To blog without omission.  No, I don't want to blog every little detail of my life, but to tell the good and the bad.  Lots of time I find myself putting only the good, to paint a pretty little picture of my life, when in reality, it's craptastic.  And on the other hand, I won't be boo hooing all the time.  I seem to feel better when I type it out.  Makes me sit back and think about things and to reevaluate my life. 

Get to know God better.  I consider myself a Christian, but it's been years since I set foot in a church or cracked open the Bible.  I want to raise Kylie to know the Lord, but how can she if her own mother doesn't?

So I've given myself some pretty big shoes to fill.  I know I'll mess up on them, but I'm going to do my best.  To be a better wife, a better mother, and a better person.  Because I'm worth it.  I just need to remember that.