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!

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Crazy Crazy Lady

These kids are driving me up a wall!

I’ve said it before, nothing makes me realise how wonderful my son is until I have to take care or interact with other peoples’ children. My son is a saint! HAHAHA.

But in all seriousness.

I’m so beyond sick of my friend’s kids it’s impossible to even fathom how much restraint I have put upon myself in order to not throw things against the wall or hurt something. That might sound harsh to some people… especially the “all children are god’s gifts” sort of people… However, I’m not one of those people.. I’m also not one of the “all babies are cute” people, come on, seriously, some babies just looks like aliens, oompa loompas, goblins, and various kinds of ugly animals. That’s besides the point right now though. These little girls… mainly the older one – STRAIGHT OUT OF HELL. I basically hide in various parts of my house so I don’t have to deal with them. On Friday and Saturday I got 3 months’ worth of laundry (mainly blankets and towels) done because I was hiding in the laundry room!!! Well, needless to say, my husband is ecstatic! (haha) 😉

I won’t be watching them much longer, especially not for the amount that I imagine my friend will be paying me, which supposedly she doesn’t get paid until the 5th of December.
Seriously? Do people actually go that long in between checks?
I’ve never heard of it. I have a slight inkling that I won’t really be getting anything out of this babysitting gig and that it’s all for naught.

The thing I DO like about babysitting, is that it’s made homeschooling a lot more fun, during the morning, from about 10-1 I do school with my son and the middle girl, A. They’re both 4 (I think S is about 6 months older), so I just make doubles of all the worksheets we work on for the day and we try to get one project done per day. The kids kind of compete, so I think it makes school more fun for both of them since little kids are sociopaths and like to show off how awesome they are.

But the older one? Yeah, I’m going to have to get up the guts sometime to tell her mom, “I can watch the younger two, no problem,” but she’s going to have to figure out something for the BRAT. I’m so FREAKING TIRED OF HER BS!

The More The Merrier?

As you know I’m babysitting my friend’s girls now, and I’ve discovered that babies are like a minefield! If one goes off there’s a chain reaction and every one blows up! Other than that, today went off without a hitch. A wasn’t crazy about her mom going to work, but she picked a movie to watch and her and S watched that for about 20 minutes before they decided to go play outside. Then they colored, and S was starting to drive me nuts so I decided he needed to do schoolwork.

Well, it wouldn’t be fair if only he had something to do, so I made copies of his worksheets and gave her some work to do as well. She’s about 6 months younger than S and a middle child, so she doesn’t really get as much attention as her evil older sister, or the new baby. This also means she doesn’t know as much so I’m actually doing a lot more teaching than just reviewing like I do a lot of the time with S. I think she really likes coming over because she gets a lot of one on one attention with me. (She’s such a sweetheart honestly!) We counted, named and colored shapes, learned to write “a” and “1”, and did a drawing maze. Later on we made leaf leis, I think I got the idea for it from here and decided to use paper leaves instead of apples. Anyways, the kids had a blast and A loved having something to show her mommy when she it was time to go home. I’ll try to update with pictures of S’ autumn leaf lei tomorrow if I remember.

 

Tomorrow I have the two younger girls again, then on Friday I have the younger two until 2p then the older (evil) one when she gets off of school, around 2 – until 7p. It’s going to be a LONG day, almost 12 hours!! Especially with the 5 year old, I honestly can’t stand that girl, she’s so bossy, condescending, smart-a$$ little… she’s a kindergarten bitch to be truthful about it. Luckily, I think hubby has Saturday off this week (he get’s one day off, every other week), so hopefully we’ll still be able to go shopping or something after the girls leave.

 

Republican Hippy – All about me.

I’m a young conservative. I’m crunchy… sometimes all the way to granola. I’m poor. I’m a mom.

I have crazy strong opinions on a lot of things. I am for the most part an attachment parent.

This is just a little too much about me that you don’t really want to know anyways.

😉

I believe that sexuality doesn’t matter, people are people, but I don’t give a rat’s ass if gay people get to marry or not. Mainly because I’m not too big on marriage in general. If gay people want to be as unhappy as everyone else, that’s their personal problem and they should be allowed to make the decision. No, I’m not going to sign a petition to help them achieve this goal. I try not to sign anything, ever.

I like guns. Period. Endofstory. I was loading shotgun shells by the age of 4 and I can’t remember ever not owning my .22 caliber Ruger long rifle. I love that thing. I have an extended magazine for it because I go through ammo like nobody’s business, and I rarely miss. Ruger is my favorite brand of gun, for some reason I don’t like Smith & Wesson, but I have a severe yearning for a Lady Smith.. because it’s a pinkish purple .38 caliber purse-size six-shooter. Which brings me to my second favorite gun, my Ruger Single-Six .22. I like wooden grips and stalks on my guns. Not those retarded “wanna be a machine gun” black plastic pieces of crap for guys with no penises. For my most memorable date I went with a Marine to an island on a river and we shot at cans with his M16. Apparently he wasn’t expecting me to hit a can floating down the Colorado River, as he pretty much thought it was the sexiest thing in the world.

My dad is a Marine. All other military branches are pussies. Sorry, that’s how I was raised, and with all the military people I know. It’s totally true.

Anything can be fixed using breast milk and coconut oil. It’s not just a meme on Facebook, it’s true.

Human beings were made to eat real food. By real food I mean strictly: meat, veggies, fruits, water… and less probably – milk, which I can understand because not all women have an easy natural time breastfeeding. That said, RAW MILK. Not that store bought poison that we’re forced to buy because it’s technically “illegal” to sell raw milk for human consumption. Which is another reason I plan on buying a goat someday… easier to keep than a cow, you know? Plus, just in case for lactose intolerance.

I want badly to grow our own food and own chickens (in addition to my future goat.) I want to be that house on the street with an overgrowth of anything green. I’m obsessed with the beauty of plants, this is partly cause by the fact that I spent most of my childhood in Idaho, where things are GREEN and they GROW. Something Arizona people know nothing about… Except in like Flagstaff, but like I said, I’m poor so I’ll never live anywhere near Flagstaff, AZ. It’s for rich people and college kids take all the poor people jobs there.

Living in America is the last thing in the world I want for my family. But we have no choice. It’s literally impossible for an American to emigrate anywhere and gain CITIZENSHIP. Yes, you can go visit or whatever, but living and working and eventually calling that country home? Lets just say, most expats, especially my age, are there illegally. Old people can go wherever they want because they have a steady income of Social Security money, or rich husbands who have the kind of job that you can go anywhere and make bank. Poor people and young people? Stuck in this shit country with Obama tearing down everything our ancestors worked for.

Don’t talk to me about politics if you voted for Obama. ThatIsAll.

Not everybody is made for college, but I think trade school is a really good idea if you want to do anything or make any money in life. Especially if you have prior experience before getting some sort of degree. Like my cook husband who needs to go to get a culinary degree so his experience will mean something and he can get a real paying job, instead of just a crappy job because he loves food. I believe you should go for your dreams, and make a living doing it. My kids are always going to know that they can do whatever they want. However, they’re not going to get anything done if they don’t work for it and make it happen, make sure it’s worth while in the end so they can live off of their dreams. They also need to understand that unless daddy goes to school to become a real paid chef/cook, that they’ll never be able to go to college anyways because we can’t pay for it!

I believe that women need to do research before even getting pregnant. Or start as soon as they find out that they ARE pregnant. They need to watch videos, read statistics, ;earn about the healthcare business, and eventually after they find out that doctors are crocks and you should never trust them with your family or health, then make the decision they need to for their births. Some moms are fine with going along blindly with whatever popular belief has taught them and whatever they’ve been brainwashed into thinking because we’ve been deceived for the past 70 years, but I am not. Birthing at home is 100% safer in my eyes, add onto that after you factor in unnecesareans which doctors get $10,000 bonuses for performing, GD myths often based on a mom’s weight and size, the fact that real food can fix basically any illness…. Yeah my hippy side really comes out when it comes to the so-called “westernized healthcare system”.

We co-sleep. For me that means bedsharing. A family bed. All of us piled into bed fighting for space. I wouldn’t have it any other way. My parents and I all slept together until I was almost 12 so it never crossed my mind to do it any other way. My son spent all of 10 minutes in his crib and my momtuition just went off like a fire alarm that he was going to suffocate and die in his sleep if I couldn’t hear him breathing beside me.

We actually prefer our mattress to be on the floor.

I normally don’t wear a bra or shave my legs…often. I have a loose t-shirt/sports bra type bra. Bras are bad for boobs and boob health, since nixing a traditional type of bra, my boobs have even gotten perkier! Whereas before… Let’s just say my boobs have always been the part of my body I’m most ashamed of.

My children are my world. I stay at home, breast feed, baby-wear, cloth diaper and home school. Nobody raises my child for me.

I’m against infant circumcision as a aesthetic parental choice. If my son wants to chop off his dick skin when he’s a grown-up that’s his choice, but it’s not mine!

The Pledge of Allegiance should still be mandated in every public school as soon as the tardy bell rings and class begins. Just as respect for the flag should be taught.

Sidenote:
Are we the only country in the world that has let immigrants take over and cause us to forget how we got to where we are? It’s funny how fast the USA is turning into a lower class country when it started out as a 1st World country. Honestly, compared to the US, China is not 3rd World anymore.
Everyone else is going forward, while our country is decaying.

I love going to dive bars and sometimes singing karaoke. I get really embarrassed when people give me compliments on my voice, even though I’ve wanted to be a singer since my dad first recorded me when I was probably 6. He wanted me to be the next Tanya Tucker or Leann Rimes.

My favorite music is country, screamo, early 2000s emo, alternative rock (usually 90s), and 90s rap and hip-hop. Oh and techno, I love dance/techno, WITH LYRICS and 90s dance music. (Haddaway, etc) Real McCoy was my favorite thing to listen to in the late 90s after hard rock and grunge started getting too blah. Oh and one of my mom’s boyfriends when I was like 7 had a La Bouche CD in his car (this was back when they first came out and you had the CD changer in the trunk), I could basically sing anything by her, knew them all by heart. Ace of Base… You remember Skateland in the 90s right? 😀

Miranda Lambert is this household’s favorite. Even my previously anti-country husband is in love with her music.

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?

Lazy Days

Sometimes we all need a break. Traditional school takes that break on the weekend, apparently I take that break on Thursday and Friday. Hopefully I’ll get back to teaching tomorrow, things have been kind of hectic around here the past couple days.

S decided to do a “project” without me in the morning, while we normally sleep in, he woke earlier and wanted to revamp one of the scarecrows we had made on Wednesday. This involved glue, glitter, and food coloring.

I’ve been working the stain out of the carpet for two days! The green up pretty easily, but the yellow and red I found underneath? That’s a different story. I’m not sure we’ll be getting our security deposit back and it’s the most we’ve ever paid for one! *fingers crossed*

In other news, today I found out our old neighbor and her girls moved nearby once again, so I will probably start babysitting her baby (one month older than Z) and middle daughter while she works, as the oldest is 5 and goes to public school. Do you think it would be too weird to ask if she would think it ok to breastfeed her baby? I would never do something like that without asking, but it would be a great way to increase supply! Hubby is actually the person who brought it up. I’ll have to ask… but I’m afraid it would come off as too strange. Technically, wetnurses and nannies back in the day breastfed other peoples’ babies… Her baby IS SOOO SKINNY THOUGH!! Seriously, you can see the separate plates in her skull, it would probably be good for her – she just got told to give the baby formula and cereal, the cereal alone could cause insane allergies in the future. I’ll think about asking.
She doesn’t have a problem with me cloth diapering her while she’s at my house though. Not even going to TRY to mess with disposables. I know, I know, totally different.

Hopefully my supply stays up. I just started a diet and I’m kind of paranoid about losing what little supply I have.

Finding a Decent Place For Kids

My biggest obsession since I got pregnant with S five years ago has been stalking the Realtor website for affordable houses. By affordable, I mean we can basically only afford something in the $50-80k range. However, anything is better than wasting money renting a place, right? Last year we almost finally moved, found really nice places with up to 5 bedrooms that we could afford, then we found out there are absolutely no jobs. Scratch that dream.

I refuse to raise my kids in the city. In this city? EFF THAT! I’ve never lived anywhere in this entire Valley (in 4 different cities down here), where gunshots weren’t a normal phenomenon. I’m paranoid to let my son in my yard (with its 6ft wooden fence) for fear of one of those “pop-pop” sounds killing him randomly.

The ghetto was cool when I was a small town teenager that moved to the big city. As a parent?
I will die before my kids have to be raised here.

So now I’m thinking of us moving into my mom’s house for a year or two to be able to save up some money to buy a house. She lives in a small town up north where it’s not as hot. O really likes it up there for the historic district and all that. I have bills to pay with the 2013 tax refund, then put the remainder in savings, and with the 2014 tax refund we should have enough for a decent down payment. So we can move to Idaho or Oregon or wherever. I really would love to be able to buy my uncle’s “farm” in Idaho where I spent a few years of my childhood, and multiple holidays, but it doesn’t seem like my mother is ever going to ask him about the possibility of us buying it from him. Lord knows that would be easier!
But there is always the issue of finding a job. O is a cook, he can literally work anywhere, at least he could in a place that actually has a good food presence, where food-related jobs are readily available… Which is the issue we had with buying the house earlier this year, no restaurants equals NO JOBS. Where there were jobs, there were no houses! It gets me to be super hopeless.

 

So maybe this next year will finally be the year when I get my family out of this hell-hole. Even if it means living with my mother until we can afford to move somewhere we can all be safe and happy.

How hard is it? All I want is an affordable 3 bedroom, 2-3 bath home in a smallish town, with jobs and good schools.

I really hate living in America. But if you’ve ever actually looked into it, there’s nowhere else that allows us to get citizenship, except Ecuador. And believe me, I’ve looked into it. Maybe I should just save our money and move there!