Wednesday, April 30, 2008

So . . .

I am so totally stressed out. My husband and I are getting ready for our big Renaissance weekend - and we are not sure if we are going to have enough funds for this AND the bills. I told him we'll finangle . . . somehow. I might not get my new bodice though. Funny, DH is dead set that i get it. I'm just dead set that we will have a good time at the Faire. I really don't care about the bodice . . . much . . .

But on top of that, my house is a wreck and I live with a four year old hurricane. I am not kidding. Right now theres not even any toys in her room and it's still a mess . . . go figure!

Maybe I should sell everything in the house that is taking up so much space . . . naah, then I'd get in trouble . . .

Friday, April 25, 2008

I love Fridays.

I love Fridays. Me and my daughter get to snuggle in bed for as long as we want - or until Jake wakes up. I did all the housework on Thursday, when I didn't have class, so it's pretty well a lazy day to cuddle and watch tv and bake cookies.

Today is Ronnie's birthday. I SHOULD have bought a cake mix to do his cake. Or at the very least gotten the stuff to make it from scratch with. But this week we were on a very tight budget. Come to think of it, until the rebate check comes from the government, we are on a very tight budget. Bless his heart, he works so hard. Sometimes it almost feels like it's for nothing, though. We're ALWAYS behind on SOMETHING. Mostly, that's my fault. I will put off paying a bill so we don't get overdraft, then I forget. And half the time, wouldn't you guess, we go over ANYWAY . . . It's a never ending circle.

But I digress . . .

The point of the post is FRIDAYS
I love Friday.

We don't have to go anywhere, and we don't have a car even if we DID, LOL. It's kinda nice. Just me, Emily, and the baby . . . all day long . . . with no car . . . geesh, I must be wacko . . .

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Being a "Supermom" . . . ?

I have kept blogs on sites like myspace and cafemom, but I never imagined that I could keep a good blog that was nothing but a blog. I really like this idea. It's kinda like a public journal . . . hmm . . . my personal life put out there for the world to see. What a novel concept. I hope no one's opinions change about me . . .

So why am I a supermom? LOL, honestly I don't know. My wonderful husband calls me that. I don't know that I am, though.

I go to school (when I'm not sick, my kids aren't sick and the car works).
I take my daughter to preschool.
I cook dinner.
I grocery shop.
I attempt to clean, do laundry, etc (when I feel like it).
I pay bills (when I remember them).

Does that make me a supermom? I don't work outside the home. I don't drive anyone to football, soccer, dance, cheerleading, baseball, or hockey. I don't have 50,000,000 things to do on any given day.

Maybe I'm NOT a supermom . . . hmm . . . what do you think?