Sunday, April 20, 2008

In Need of Ice Cream

OK so that didn't go quite right. Hit return to start the blog and all the sudden "post" Good grief I'm new to this blogging thing people. Don't go trying to teach this old dog a new trick.

My weekend didn't go as planned
But then again they rarely do when considering a toddler and so forth. Had big plans to tote the C-man over the parentals for the weekend so that he could get some Nana & Papa lovin' and I could get some TLC from the folks and have a built in babysitter to maybe catch up with a friend or something...

But no such luck. Friday afternoon I pick up my little guy from the babysitters and I could just tell he's headed down hill. He's been fighting a cold -spurred by allergies for what seems like two weeks. Three trips to Sprouts for every natural toddler remedy and every Mom trick I know from eucalyptus oil baths to Vicks on the bottom of his feet (hey I read it in some forwarded email chain there has to be some validity right?) and I took him to the weekend/after hours portion of the pedi's office this morning to try to avoid taking a sick day tomorrow.

I have a confession: I thought when I had a kid of my own that other people's screaming kids would annoy be less. ... I do find I'm a little more tolerant and a little more understanding but for the most part it hasn't happened for me yet. I'm still annoyed by that screaming kid in the grocery store and annoyed by the screaming kid throwing his food in a restaurant and I'm really annoyed by those parents who let their kids run a-muck and never correct them.

Don't get me wrong. I've already toted by little monster out to the car b/c he decided to throw a royal hissy fit in the middle of the store and gotten up from the table at a restaurant to go have a chat with Sir Cole in the parking lot- but for the most part (knock on wood) I think many of these meltdowns are avoided by respecting a kid's schedule, lots of love and attention and being a parent instead of a friend. We can be friends sometimes for scuffle matches and chase in the backyard, but there has to be the reminder of who is in charge. Breaks my heart to discipline sometimes, but well I guess I'll keep on doing it and remind myself that I loved him enough to set boundaries. Sure doesn't make it easy to be friends with the other Moms in the waiting room though.

Little terd came up and started messing with Cole and I kept waiting for the other Mom to put down the "Us Weekly" and reel her kid in. When it didn't happen-well I picked Cole up and parked us at the other end of the waiting room and finally received a "whatever" response from said mother. I rest my case. What's it like to be cool and popular? I'm afraid I've never known? I did get the nod of approval from one other mom in the waiting room. Maybe there's hope for me after all....

WOW! I think I sound a little bitter
There aren't a lot of colors that look good on me with hair this color- but that one didn't look good at all huh?

Moving on

Cole's asleep and I checked the email and set up my out of office reminder for work tomorrow. Can't send the little guy to the sitters...had to put him on some antibiotics and I"ll need to call the regular pedi tomorrow. Sometimes it's a little nice when he's under the weather.. he likes a few more hugs and more Mom time. Thank God I have an understanding boss and client and I've been with my Company long enough that I've got some good PTO time.

God takes care of me in every way. Sometimes I feel as though I take it a little for granted.

Red Neck

Seriously. So when the kiddo is sick and you find yourself on lock down... well you face some of those tasks you may have been putting off. Mine was yard work. Saturday after putting Cole down for his nap I wandered out into the yard with my MP3 player, jug o water, and my video monitor. My mission was to trim the hedges and take up the landscaping border in my yard that has been torn apart by the lawn dude's weed wacker. I had my test run with a small dose of landscaping stones in the back yard last week. I felt ready to play with the big boys and tackle the front yard.

Upon setting up my scene-my favorite neighbors were out doing their yard work too. Herb and Gayla. The rest of the neighbors hate em because they are empty nesters who are always having parties and much to the demise of my little burb aren't married but "living together" Truth be told- I may not agree with the living situation but I don't feel it my place to judge.. I leave that to the Big Guy and the rest of the neighbors don't like them because when they have said parties it limits the kid's play in the cul-de-sac. Quite the neighborhood drama and I get to be Switzerland because I have a kid, but I love Herb and Gayla. I try to do the neutral thing and let them park cars in my driveway etc., and let Herb's kids know that they are hacking off the neighbors when they are having a blowout while Herb and Gayla are on a trip....(this usually happens right before the cops are called..) I tell you good times here on Sunny Point Court!

So Herb is in the process of ripping out shrubbery because Gayla is going to totally redo the front yard... SO I get to trimming, we start yacking and all is good. I casually say- Herb can you get this two little shrubs out for me over here while you're at it and PRESTO they are gone (well he did the digging and I did the pulling...) After we survey our work Gayla offers up a round of beer and we sit on the curb and catch up on the neighborhood gossip.

Sir Cole waking up from his nap reminds us that it's time to call it a day... I come in to get him and after changing his diaper walk by the mirror and notice my lovely sun burn. Red neck- v-neck t-shirt on and I'm just looking lovely... good times.

But even with my red neck and sore back and slightly uneven hedges...they all just remind me that life isn't perfect and neither am I. Sometimes all we have is a Saturday afternoon beer and a kid with green snot who loves us unconditionally.

Sunday Slate Cleaning
A family member of mine who shall remain nameless use to say " It's Sunday-Time to go get the slate wiped clean.." Well I didn't wipe mine clean today.. see above rant about parenting. I'll probably need to delete that tomorrow...

But while waiting on-line for dr's office Cole & I killed some more time at Lowe's and booked some babysitters (the bestest babysitters) to come hang with C-man while I filled his Prescriptions and he napped. Also gave me a chance to finish up priming my front yard and putting down the most recent load of landscaping stuff (I only have a VW folks those things are heavy!!) And as I filled in holes left my baby shrubs and pulled remaining roots etc., I thought this is really symbolic. I hate doing this crap- but here I am..

In those recent holes? I'm planting Hydrangea's... I need some color!! The interesting thing about Hydrangea's? You don't know what color they will bloom because it depends on the PH of your soil. Go figure. A whole new something to look forward to in July when they bloom.

OK. Well it's time for this redneck to go soak in a bath... read a devotional and watch a little TiVo'd stupidness.