Tax Time!

So as a poor person, tax time is pretty much the only time we ever have any extra spending or saving money.
We were thinking of buying a house, but since the market sucks right now, there’s nothing we can afford that’s livable.
So, spending money it is!

A friend and I have decided to take a trip to China in June. I’ve already talked it over with my mother for babysitting, and since the money came in as a nice Valentine’s Day present, I just bought a (nice) camera to Vlog, Blog, and take pictures of the trip (but probably more-so to take awesome pictures and video of my kids, because 1000 pictures in like 2 months is never enough 😉 ) so my family – husband, mom and the kids – can “go to China” with me, since obviously we don’t have (and probably never will have) enough for all of us to go, and I’ve been studying Chinese and about China for the past 3 years. I’ve never been anywhere, so it’s kind of a big important deal for me, I feel like if I don’t take the chance now, I never will.

Plus a vacation from life would really be nice!

Update on homeschooling:
S is doing really well with his school studies, and I recently did an assessment and he’s at the equivalent of almost knowing enough to have already “graduated” from Kindergarten! I really need to work on giving him more credit than I do. When it comes to schooling, I pretty much verge on the line of Tiger Mom (Google it for reference). I really have an amazingly smart kid.


Finally Did It! (Explicit language)

I sent my friend a text message yesterday saying that after this week I won’t watch her kids anymore.

However, I don’t think she took me very seriously seeing as how she reminded me tonight that starting next week she’ll no longer have Tuesdays off of work. *facepalm*
Her little brats were worse than ever, even after her threatening them before she left for work this morning. What kind of children destroy an entire string of Christmas lights by ripping off the bulbs or smashing them to bits!? Needless to say, we can no longer go in our own backyard barefoot anymore! I fucking hate them. Not to mention, that shit costs money! I don’t even feed the little fuckers anymore because they ate all of the food their mom brought over, and I refuse to feed them my food or else we’ll have a completely empty fridge like last week. Depressing.

Nothing to make you completely hate children that aren’t yours than by watching other peoples’ little brats.



If she shows up at my door next Monday, I’m not going to answer the fucking door….Yeah right.

I hate being such a pussy ass doormat.

Barbie Controversy?

I don’t normally pay any heed to things that go around the blogosphere or whatever groups people have created online to take up their time, but is something like Barbie really that big of a deal? I just read the newest post at my favorite blog, BauHauswife about the fights women will get into for or against Barbie dolls. And while we don’t have the same opinions, I would never argue or fight about something so ridiculous! Do women really have that much of no life? Shouldn’t you be watching your kids, working, cleaning the house, or something? Something besides fighting over BARBIE!? 

Well, here’s my stance on the subject while I’m waiting for the girls to be dropped off, after I cleaned the living-room. 😉

I grew up with Barbie and I’m definitely not bulimic, anorexic, or have a screwed up sense of what beautiful is. Barbies are f-ing retarded-looking! (Yes, I still use the ‘non PC’ version of the word “retarded” that is used to refer to stupid things.) Barbies aren’t supposed to be proportionate, THEY’RE DOLLS. No one goes around whining that the Lalapalooza dolls are going to make people want huge heads or Anime eyes. People TOTALLY want anime eyes. And those so-called “real life Barbie” girls online? Look nothing like barbie, but their heads are so big, maybe a little more like those Monster High dolls. Whose bodies are way worse than Barbie in comparison to making girls want to look like them. I’ve never seen anyone dress up like barbie for Halloween, but Monster High was everywhere this year making 8 year olds look 16.

What about Bratz? Their look is more unattainable than both Monster High and Barbie dolls. Let’s all have tiny bodies and gigantic heads!! 

Out of the three, Barbie is the most realistic of them all, and not the most attractive because kids these days don’t want to be clean-cut suburban people, they want to have awesome hair and fun clothes. They want the punk boyfriend who will probably get you arrested, not the jock-looking Ken-type who’s on the football team.


So why am I writing this?

Because who gives a damn what kind of DOLL a kid is going to play with? If they’re old enough to compare their bodies to a fake plastic TOY then they’re too old to play with dolls at all and they need a lot more mental help than can be attained by banning Barbies. I also think if your daughters are already attaining unreasonable body images as ideal, then you’re not doing your job of parenting, kind of like people who drop their kids in front of a TV instead of being a parent. *cough cough*my in-laws*cough cough* 😉


Now if you want to hear what I think about BOYS playing with dolls, it will be a whole different ranting. But while I don’t believe that boys should play with Barbies, I’ve never said so and my son would much rather play with boy toys. I offered him a pink doll or something once and he was like NO THAT’S A GIRL TOY. Which kind of says something about the human mind, since commercials and people nowadays advertise all toys as unisex now. 

The toy aisles in the store still divide, but we actually don’t go to the toy sections, ever. All of my son’s toys have been gifts rather than him going down the aisles and picking stuff.

Operation Christmas – Lights!!

I got a few decorations up, lights in the front window, garland/wreath lights inside, lights on the balcony facing the street…


It’s not a lot, but it is a start to getting the house ready for the holidays. Now I need to make a decision about getting rid of our older sofa in order to make space in the living room for the tree in front of the window. It’s kind of a hard thing to decide because it was the first couch we bought together, it’s a vintage custom 70’s sofa that the previous owner sent off for from the east coast, and I really like it, it’s comfortable! Our newer couch is the same type of velour-ish stuff, and probably made in about the same year, but it’s harder than our original sofa and I guess I just can’t compare it to our original because it doesn’t have the same history. I’m attached to the old one. Heh… Material things you put emotion in right? My son peed on that couch during potty training! (Of course it’s been washed, which is why two of the cushion-covers shrunk, ha!)


it’s not perfect, but it’s kind of pretty 😉

Operation Christmas – Underway!

Welcome to the first day of December 2013. Today is the first day I start the decorating process for Christmas, and if you’re lucky I’ll make a batch of cookies. I make bomb chocolate chip cookies with dark chocolate chips and coconut oil.

We really don’t do a lot for Christmas.  A “Big Christmas” for me is just being able to be with my family. It’s not really about presents, it’s about the season and spending quality time with loved ones. So my kids don’t get a lot of gifts in comparison with other people’s extravagant affairs and entire toy-boxes worth of toys each year.

I decorate, make sure we always have a REAL tree, make cookies, and buy a few presents.
My child might act spoiled, but in reality we rarely buy him anything materialistic, and his room full of toys is from the 5 years his life has spanned over. (This is S’ 5th Christmas) which is still off-limits to him right now from the crap he tried pulling all last month with his crappy attitude.

Christmas for our family, is BASED ON THE FAMILY. The best part of Christmas for me is having both of my parents at the same time, cooking the family dinner, and spending a day or two all together. We got S maybe 8 things, 4-6 toys and 2 movies, and Z we got 5 toys, 3 of which are basically stocking stuffers, like a teether rattle.

Z’s second tooth came in last week, and then we got over our 2 days stomach bug/food poisoning from my mother-in-law’s mashed potatoes, which SUCKED. Never eat that woman’s food, not even to be polite. Eugh.

Now I just need to decorate the house, in a couple of weeks we’ll go get a tree… and ALL SET FOR CHRISTMAS!

Oh, and I got a cute idea for a school project from the decorations at 7-11 that we can make from construction paper. Keep checking back!

Parent’s Night Out

I never feel older than when the hubby and I try to go out…once a century and have a couple’s night.

I’m only 24, I shouldn’t be feeling like the old maid at the bar, seriously, I’m sure these people have way more kids than me and at least 10-20 years on me, but I feel like the grown-up. Maybe it’s because I don’t drink, I just go to bars because O likes to have a couple of beers and we sit there and talk. I envy those people out on the dancefloor. I haven’t been FUN in years.

Tonight the hubs and I went out, first to the casino to lose money, I hate Indian casinos, but they’re all we have unless we go to Laughlin or Las Vegas, Nevada. Then we tried going to a bar but it was too noisy and they don’t do karaoke anymore.

Eventually we just ended up calling one of O’s friends and driving into Central to hang out and talk, and O got to have his drinks and catch up with his friend who never tries to get a hold of him… or reply to messages, or return phone calls… Not much of a friend if you ask me, but once a year we get to see at least one of O’s old high school friends.

Bored as.

The highlight of my night is getting home to my babies and getting in bed.


When did you figure out you were “old”, or a PARENT and not a party animal?

Crying Baby

My son was the perfect baby.
From birth he slept through the night, and the only time he cried was when he was hungry or something was really, really, wrong. He was so precious, completely adorable. Easy to take places. We went to the movies, dinners, and when he did get older and started being awake more often, we started going to the drive-in theater. Even then it was really easy to get through 2 movies without him freaking out. Maybe a couple of diapers changes and a bottle, but no crying for hours upon hours as you see babies on television doing.

My daughter, however, is not this perfect baby I was so prepared for from my past experience.
Z is the TV baby. Usually crying, I have to go through the “baby troubleshooting” to figure out what she wants: Change the diaper, give the boob, make funny faces, give the binky, offer a bottle… She’s not sick, just woke from a nap (so not tired), has been fed, and is still screaming her head off. She’s the baby that you have to turn on the vacuum to quiet her down, or leave her in a baby swing all day and not bother her unless she needs fed or changed.
And she’s really picky about her food. Most of the day she’ll breastfeed exclusively, but 2-4 times per day she insists on having a bottle and screams if you offer the boob.

Eventually it all settles down and she’s this beautiful, smiley, giggling, gorgeous, bright eyed magazine cover baby that you can’t get enough of. So you end up talking to her in googoos and gaagaas for hours without realizing any time’s gone by at all.

No wonder my hair is falling out. (post pregnancy pun)

The other night I had to give her a bottle and she was still going on and on.
So I got here on the computer, intent on letting her cry it out. Then a genius idea hit me.
It was a “DOH” *facepalm* kind of moment really. I TURNED ON MY MUSIC!
Brilliant right? Calvin Harris saved my life tonight with, “Feel So Close”.

My advice to new parents?

Don’t give up!! Something will make the baby stop eventually!
You can do it!

(and invest in some earplugs!)