I'm here and it's a good day

It seems all I have to write about anymore is a list of reasons why I have no time to write, and today is not really an exception. I still don't have much time. Time to tell you about Cali's tragic dentist trip or my car battery blowing up. But if you remind me, I may tell you about it sometime.

But I will give you a little list of reasons why today is a good day:

1. My car is finally fixed, which means that when it rains, I will no longer leave a trail of rainbow puddles from my oil leak, I will not have to fill it with water every other day, and because my stepdad is awesome, I paid $0 for labor (even though my battery blew up and almost killed him (ok, exaggerating)) Sorry though, still.

2. I am not tired, because I broke with my new mostly decaf coffee habit, and had a full on regular this morning

3. I was not late for work

4. I organized and did laundry and cleaned my bathroom yesterday, so life is ummmm....cleaner and more organized, and I like that.

5. It's payday

6. I actually remembered to return the movie I rented yesterday from Redbox, which means that said rental actually cost me $1.09, instead of $13.08, like usual, because I forget to return it for a week and a half and those bastards have my credit card.

There might be more, but it's only 10:12 AM.

Cali-isms

scene: our house, friends over, Cali is playing with friend Matt (whom she calls Map)


She gets right up in his face, grabs his cheeks and says "mama"

Map: Hahaha, no, mommy's over there

Cali: *insisting* MAMA!

Map: *laughing* hahaha, she's over there silly

Cali: MAMA!

Map: *laughing, laughing, laughing*

Cali: DADDY!

Map: *not laughing* uh no, let's go find your dad



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scene: at the park, chatting with a lady and her dog

Cali: *petting* your dog is soft

lady: thank you, yes he is

Cali: *looking at his stumpy tail* A cat just bite off his tail

lady: um, ok

Cali: Your dog is UGLY!

mommy: *laughing my ass off* (what? sometimes it needs to be spelled out)

lady: aww, I think he's cute

Cali: It's ok, my hair was ugly yesterday

rain on my parade

I have never had a backyard. I've always lived in apartments, townhouses, trailers, etc.... so now that we have one....even a rented one, I just can't contain my excitement.

I have a whole list of things I want to do in my new backyard:

1. backyard BBQ's, with friends and food and margaritas and lounging

2. speaking of lounging, laying out in the sun, reading a book will surely take up some of my days this year

3. a TRAMPOLINE!

4. picnics

5. gardening

6. campouts!

7. running through sprinklers....I'm not sure we have sprinklers, but we have grass, so the chances are good

8. hanging a swing from the tree, maybe even a TIRE SWING!

9. letting my kids go outside and play

10. slip n slide and kiddie pool



I can hardly wait. But alas, it is January, and it is raining, so waiting is exactly what I have to do.



“In that world, you'll be able to rise in the morning with the spirit you had known in your childhood: that spirit of eagerness, adventure and certainty which comes from dealing with a rational universe”
~Ayn Rand

If I don't blog it, did it really happen?

It's all over. You missed it. The Nutcracker, Christmas, New Years, MOVING, and you didn't get to read a word about it, because I've been too occupied with celebrating, and packing and unpacking, and working, because my god, end of year and everything, and in accounting that means, well, it means I'm not finished, but I need a mental break, so lucky for you.
Not to mention, my home computer has been disconnected because of, you know, moving, and then when the cable guy finally came out and hooked it up, it's just being completely retarded and won't let me online.
On top of all of that, I've been devoting all my spare time to the Wii. Last year it was Guitar Hero. This year it's Super Mario Bros. for Wii, which let's face it was created with my generation in mind. The sound effects alone sing to my very soul. I'm on level 8.

I have a few pictures to share with you, but only a few, because my husband discovered that he could use my memory card to put all the pictures on the TV and mess with them, but then he lost it.....or.....misplaced it.....or.....he's finding it for me.
So, not many pictures from Christmas (we were too busy to take any), no New Years pictures, and no new house pictures.....although that last one is because I still need to finish putting the house together before I take any pictures.


Enough of that though.....*DISTRACTION!*

Nutcracker pictures




It's become tradition to stop at Grandma's house on the way, borrow her fancy coat, and have our picture taken in front of her tree.




Bubble wrap she swiped from my work



Emily took some pictures on our drive



We crossed the Golden Gate just as the sun was setting. So not even close to the same via photograph



City Hall was all lit up for Christmas




Dinner at Chevy's....look at those fajitas, she ate maybe a third.



The opera house

Inside....




....and out






And a few early morning Christmas pics

Reasons I've been too busy to blog

1. Christmas shows. One for each kid, although we got the time wrong on Emily's and she missed it.

2. regular activities, gymnastics, cub scouts, basketball.....which had it's first practice the same night as Caliana's Christmas show, which she refused to participate in

3. all 3 kids had dentist appointments and I had a dr's appointment

4. Christmas shopping

5. Present wrapping

6. Work

7. packing because we're moving

8. house hunting because we're moving

9. submitting applications for places because we're moving

10. going out to celebrate because we found a house and we're moving this weekend.

Which bring the following pictures.








I think 2010 is going to be a good year.

10 days, aka, I suck

It's not that I have nothing to write about. It's not that I don't want to share. It's not that I don't want to sit and unload all over this blank screen.

It's just that when it comes to me time, well, it's getting shoved pretty low on the priority list for December. And this blog is for me. It's not for my work, it's not for my kids, it's not for the handful of people who actually read what I have to say, it's for me. To document, to pontificate (does that sound like a dirty word to anyone else), to blab on and on about whatever the h.e. double hockey sticks I want.

But, you're going to have to wait a little longer, I have to get back to work.

tis the season

It is so very very cold today. Like butt cringing cold. Like my fingers are little typing popsicles because I can't type with gloves on....and who am I kidding, I can only find one glove anyways. Because I'm organized like that.

We got our Christmas tree on Sunday. We always go to a tree farm and cut it down ourselves. And by ourselves, I mean the kids run around, and I stand there holding my purse and asking my husband if he needs any help while he cuts it down.



After getting a little help from Cali, and some grumbling about next time he's bringing a chainsaw, he decided halfway through that he was just going to snap it off the rest of the way. That worked about as well as you might think, which means the trunk split in half a good 4-5 inches and he had to saw it the rest of the way anyways.



I was pretty perturbed for a minute because that meant we would have to chop the bottom off of our pretty little tree, but upon further contemplation I realized that we pay by the foot and so a little bit shorter means a little bit cheaper.







When Damien was 2, almost 3, he completely destroyed our Christmas tree. I came down from taking a shower and found my living room littered with glass. He had removed every ornament and thrown them against the wall. He looked at me and my "wtf happened in here" face and said "mom, I play ball!"


Caliana is now 3. She was very excited about helping decorate the tree this year. Other than the lights and the star, the kids did it all themselves.



I was very excited that she was not as destructive minded as her brother.




Although this morning when I got up, I found a nice row of ornaments on the ground. Along with a nice pile of the tops of the ornaments, all ripped off. I guess she's just more methodical with her destruction.