Me: Dont forget I am having dinner at my aunts. Will be home around 730. I would like to go back to old navy because deals were good
Oct 01, 2010 8:39 AM
Husband: Ok can you cancel sittercity also? Ill work late ton of shit to do
Oct 01, 2010 9:31 AM
Me: Picture of child sent
Oct 01, 2010 5:01 PM
Husband: Cute! Just got home going to go eat n go to cvs
Oct 01, 2010 6:39 PM
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My husband and I were English teachers. Well, you would never guess it based on our text messages...or my blogging style for that matter...
Sometimes I look in the mirror and I can't believe I have a Master's Degree. Was that really me? I feel like I can't even be smart enough to form a complete sentence most days...and I look like a rat out of a bag walking my son into preschool. I have a good excuse, baby twins. Well, that isn't going to work much longer. I need a mink coat. There is a lady who wears a mink over her pajamas and takes her son everywhere. Now that is rocking. Dude, lady, I'm not stupid, I do have a Master's Degree brain somewhere and I know you have pj's on under that mink coat!
Or, the track suit...excuse me. We all know you slept in that track suit all night. Well, at least I did.
What happened to hygiene??? My 3 year old is studying hygiene in school. Maybe I need to take it back to 83 when I was in PreK??
I swear, I did not shower for 3 days this week and it seemed normal.
I look at pictures of my former self and I don't know who that person was...I looked like a super model.
But, even though I am fat now after having twins and my skin is starting to look old- I like who I am better now. I will diet soon. As soon as I get off my ass and pay weight watchers. Seriously, why do I need them to lose weight??? I just won't or can't do it without them. I HATE the meetings. So I go...and I lose the weight, thinking that I will never have to go to another meeting again after I am done losing the weight.
So the husband and I were talking about deals and shopping. I never buy anything that isn't on sale. I get crazy deals. I use groupon and gottadeal and shop the sales...it can get out of hand at times.
Although Costco is a total trap for people like me. I get nuts there. Even though I have common sense, yes I did need that uber sized container of malted milk balls. Yes the one that has been sitting on our porch for 3 years.
Speaking of the porch, wtf. Our porch is the wasteland. I don't understand it. We clean it and crap just piles up back there. Excess stuff like that we have not used yet, but maybe will use. I seriuosly hope the neighbors can't see into the back porch. They would think we are total I don't know what if they saw it. That and our lawn got scorched last summer. I didnt water it, because the twins were born in July and I kind of had other things to worry about. So, YEAH, we are those people on the block.
Sittercity. Awesome, but totally recommend it. Found our incredible awesome sitter on there. She is crazy and loving and tolerant enough to put up with my circus.
I send my husband pics of the children throughout the day. Maybe I do it to remind him that he actually has them???
See, my husband goes to eat a lot...hmmm, cholesterol city. Not good.
CVS, I love that place. I know all the old ladies who work the counter. They both have grown sons named Michael. They told me to never name my children Michael because it would be the spawn apparently...
Friday, November 5, 2010
Pink Milk
Husband: Phone flashing red fyi I'm in car
September 30, 2010 9:13 PM
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The phone just always seems to "die" when we need to talk to each other. Isn't that just lovely...seriously, even when I need you to freaking pick up milk because I have a toddler screaming, "PINK MILK, MOMMY!!! NOW!"
So, what is this pink milk thing about...well, I'm a bad mom. My child refused to drink milk. So, I put strawberry quik in his milk and that made him like it. I did this for probably a year. Then I started putting less and less in his drink everytime. So now he still thinks all milk is pink, but it is really white. He always says, "Mommy, pink milk." Big liar me gives him the pink.
I thought I would never lie to my kids and I am already lying about pink milk.
I wonder if he will be sad when he finds out milk isn't really pink...
September 30, 2010 9:13 PM
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The phone just always seems to "die" when we need to talk to each other. Isn't that just lovely...seriously, even when I need you to freaking pick up milk because I have a toddler screaming, "PINK MILK, MOMMY!!! NOW!"
So, what is this pink milk thing about...well, I'm a bad mom. My child refused to drink milk. So, I put strawberry quik in his milk and that made him like it. I did this for probably a year. Then I started putting less and less in his drink everytime. So now he still thinks all milk is pink, but it is really white. He always says, "Mommy, pink milk." Big liar me gives him the pink.
I thought I would never lie to my kids and I am already lying about pink milk.
I wonder if he will be sad when he finds out milk isn't really pink...
No One Respects My Office Space
Me: Love You
Sep 30, 2010 9:18 PM
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This is our typical communication of love throughout the week. I am starting to realize that we are pretty mainstream. Well, I guess the good news is that we don't hate each other enough not to say it, right??
Seriously, I feel like I don't see my husband during the week because he works nutso hours. Though he has been getting better; he understands with a 3 year old and twin babies---that I am a total nut job wacked out of my mind by the end of the day.
So anyway, he comes home and it is like a tag team full on sporting event. Between dinner, washing kids, and tying up the lose ends of the day...including a house that looks like a full on natural disaster!!! I will admit it, I have a cleaning lady. She is my sanity. See, as a stay at home mom, my home is my office. No one respects my office space because they just throw their crap everywhere. It totally reduces the productivity in my job. It would be like if you were a doctor and some nurse kept messing with your charts all day. I can't clean messes all day because when I try someone is screaming for more milk....pink milk. Then the milk gets spilled all over the floor because someone wet their pants or a baby spit up like the exorcist all over the carpet.
Oh, AND thank God for Stanley Steemer. I was using the other guys and they just sucked the big one.
So then it feels like whack a mole trying to get everyone in bed.
At this point we have not talked all evening beyond the necessary...by the time we can talk, he does not want to talk because he has talked to 500 people today and he would rather just veg out in front of the XBOX.
That's why texting is so fantastic, because we can still talk and keep our relationship somewhat going beyond the typical...
At least he can look back and know I do love him, our kids and our crazy life...
Sep 30, 2010 9:18 PM
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This is our typical communication of love throughout the week. I am starting to realize that we are pretty mainstream. Well, I guess the good news is that we don't hate each other enough not to say it, right??
Seriously, I feel like I don't see my husband during the week because he works nutso hours. Though he has been getting better; he understands with a 3 year old and twin babies---that I am a total nut job wacked out of my mind by the end of the day.
So anyway, he comes home and it is like a tag team full on sporting event. Between dinner, washing kids, and tying up the lose ends of the day...including a house that looks like a full on natural disaster!!! I will admit it, I have a cleaning lady. She is my sanity. See, as a stay at home mom, my home is my office. No one respects my office space because they just throw their crap everywhere. It totally reduces the productivity in my job. It would be like if you were a doctor and some nurse kept messing with your charts all day. I can't clean messes all day because when I try someone is screaming for more milk....pink milk. Then the milk gets spilled all over the floor because someone wet their pants or a baby spit up like the exorcist all over the carpet.
Oh, AND thank God for Stanley Steemer. I was using the other guys and they just sucked the big one.
So then it feels like whack a mole trying to get everyone in bed.
At this point we have not talked all evening beyond the necessary...by the time we can talk, he does not want to talk because he has talked to 500 people today and he would rather just veg out in front of the XBOX.
That's why texting is so fantastic, because we can still talk and keep our relationship somewhat going beyond the typical...
At least he can look back and know I do love him, our kids and our crazy life...
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