I was under the impression that four is easier than three.  So far, whoever told me that was a LIAR!  LIARLIARPANTSONFIRE!  It’s not easier.  It’s not harder.  It’s different.  For some reason, about 4 days before they turn four, they get imbued with some evil that is unbeknownst (yes, I said unbeknownst) to the parent.  Suddenly, they think they’re in charge of everyone and everything.  They scream more, are snarkier, have tantrums over the smallest things, and if they don’t get their way, they just stick their tongue out at you.  I thought this didn’t happen until about 13!  Again, I say LIARLIARPANTSONFIRE!

Coffee is nectar from teh gods! (if I worshipped thos gods, that is)  It’s still pretty damn good.  And it may be all that will get me through this day without murdering S. 

I just read a book called Jesus Loves You, this I know and, well, let’s just say that it was a very personal experience to read that book.  I have a review coming up this week discussing my personal experience reading the book.

Speaking of books, do you know if there are any that help you get through these next 16 years I’ve got coming up?  I really need the help.

MMMMM…. coffee.  I know I mentioned it before, but I just finished my delightfully sugary cup of the “wake up juice.”  We’ve discovered that a shot of chocolate syrup, International Delight Chocolate Caramel creamer, and a spoonful of sugar, in my Starbucks Pike Place Roast (awesome….. hallelujah choir’s singing for the Pike Place) is as yummy as getting a mocha at Starbucks for a FRACTION of the cost.  Mmmm, more please!

I cleaned my house last week.  The bathroom, the kitchen, the living room and even the desk.  If you came over today, you wouldn’t be able to tell, but I did it.  The proof is in the pictures and if you check back through last week’s posts, you’ll see the proof!

Why is it that kids do super cute things and as soon as you turn the camera on, they’ve stopped?  GAHHHHHH!  Maybe she’ll do it again and I can have it on for tomorrow’s post!

Heather, over at The Mother Tongue, and I have gone into cahoots to start a BlogapaLOSEa!  If you’re interested in finding out the rules, go here and sign up on the MckLinky, then send your VERY INEXPENSIVE ante over to Heather via PayPal at: heatherchapman (at) live (dot) com.  Once you do, you’ll get the code to put this nifty button onto your sidebar!  (All the rules are right there on the post!) If you want to know WHY I wanted to do this, read this! 

Sunday, Mr. B and I decided to recapture our youth and play outside on the Slip n Slide with the kids.  BIG MISTAKE!  I, personally, while going down the plastic, glorified, trash bag, thought I’d busted a rib, my pelvis, and possibly, that I’d ripped off one of my bewbs.  I didn’t break anything, but I did realize how out of shape I am.  Apparently, you use a lot of abdominal muscles to go down the glorified trash bag.  My stomach muscles are so sore that I was trying to cough last night and thought that I was going bust my C-section scar right open!  Mr. B cannot sit up without significant pain.  (I may make him join the BlogapaLOSEa too!  lol)  My triceps are on fire.  Picking up A is not even an option without ibuprofen.  *sigh*  Another reminder why this BlogapaLOSEa is happening!  Am. SO. Outta. Shape.  (or in shape, depending on how you look at it.  Round IS a shape, or so I’m told!)

That’s all for today’s Tuesday Randomness.  Head over to The Unmom’s site.  She’s super funny and super cute too!

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I’m led to understand that Aman will be moving my header over.  THAT is making me super stoked!  That was my favorite part of my blog makeover when he did it a couple of months ago and I’m excited that he’s going to be moving it over here! 

So, here’s what I’m loving about WordPress versus Blogger SO FAR.  Editing is really nice and easy.  Adding pitures was easy peasy and it took less time to upload a 10MP picture here than it took to upload a 5MP picture on Blogger.  Not to mention the benefit of my followers:  YOU!  You no longer have to SIGN in to leave me a comment!  A name and an email address and you’re good to go! 

Meeeee Mommy.... take a picture..... I wanna see.

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So, have you heard of the UnMom? Keely rocks! Buffy fan extraordinnaire and the host of this random party! If you don’t know how to play, she has instructions on her post today. So head there, read her post, get your comment love on, and follow her instructions on how to play!

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Head on over to Kat’s. She’s witty and hilarious and her adventures are always good for an escape from reality.

Here we go, I haven’t had my KIT pills in two weeks, so I’m not sure how this one will go!

Dear Iowa Cares:

Not having mental health coverage is detrimental to your state. How many crazy people are walking around your city unmedicated because you refuse to give them this one benefit! Do you know what a happier place Iowa could be if we could have our Keep It Together meds? You might actually get citizens who are less likely to commit crimes (like walk into the weight room of a high school and shoot and kill a football coach over something that happened like 6 years ago)! I mean seriously, it might not have kept him off drugs, but he might have been reasonable enough to get over whatever it is that happened to make him want to shoot the guy!

A concerned (if not crazy) citizen, Lisa

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Dear Children,

Mom is a little nuckin-futs right now. I apologize for any irrational behavior and any stress I may have caused you. Please read the above letter for the reasons for my insanity.

Love, Mommy

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Dear Husband,

I know I’m sexy as hell, but could you stop treating me like a piece of booty? When I’m trying to help you do something productive and you lift up my skirt, I don’t really appreciate it.

Your loving wife, Lisa

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Husband temporarily hijacked the computer, hope she doesn’t catch me.

Dear Wife,

Stop wearing sexy things and I won’t keep lifting your skirt.

DUH,

The Husband

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Dear Nestle,

Why do you have to kill children in Africa? I love your Quik and your Coffee Mate Italian Sweet Cream, but I just cannot abide what you do in other countries. I’m just glad I didn’t know about it before I found out you bought Gerber, we might have been in serious trouble then. I’m going to have to find a new creamer, and I’m not happy about it. You SUCK!

A caring consumer, Lisa

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Dear My Parents,

I really miss you! I know I just saw y’all in Atlanta a few months ago, but it was such a short visit, and I was there under such sad circumstances that I feel like we didn’t get to visit or have a good time as much as I wanted. There are a lot of logical reasons why I can’t visit right now, but that doesn’t take the ache away!

Your loving daughter, Lisa (Nicki)

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Dear Readers and People I follow:

I’m sorry I haven’t been around to read in a while. I miss you guys. I’m hoping when I get my KIT meds, I’ll be able to hang with you more because I can focus more on keeping a schedule. I hope. You might want to pray for me!

Lisa

Well, that’s all for now, don’t forget to go to Kat’s and sign the Mr. Linky!

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I’ve rearranged some furniture and I’m in the process of attempting to find time today to clean up my living room (HA!) and the basement and the kitchen. Such a drag! Also, if I believed in reincarnation I would be wondering what I did in a past life to be cleaning up so much shit in this one. I’m not kidding… that baby of mine is a POOP machine! I think I’ve worn more poop this week than… yeah… not going there.

I know what part of this is. My “keep it together pill” prescription has run out and we don’t have any money, so I’m having a hard time KEEPING it TOGETHER! Now some people don’t believe in prescriptions for depression and anxiety, but you have no idea how far mine goes. I think I’ve cried more in the past few days than I have in the past year! I’m not kidding. I saw a picture of my dad and stepmom on my friend’s FB page and it sent me into a two hour cry fest about how homesick I am. Then last week, I stubbed my toe and it set me off into a tizzy of a spiral that had me crying on and off for about 45 minutes.

So I have blogger blahs and I’m not going to depress y’all any further (today). Tune in tomorrow for my Dear So and So and see exactly who and what is bothering me…. if I feel like it.

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If you’re asking how I’m blogging right now at all, well, it’s called a furniture remodel and a public network! My life is fun.

Other fun things… Annabelle took off her diaper last night and then pooped in her crib and managed to oh. so. nicely. draw on the wall with it. Didn’t cry. Just fell asleep in it. Didn’t know it had happened until Seth checked on her before bed, so we ended up giving her a bath at 11:00 last night. She hates getting her hair washed anyway, so you can imagine the screaming that occurred at 11:00 when we woke her up to bathe her. Being a mom is so. much. fun. sometimes!

Sophie started calling me “mother” yesterday. She calls Seth “Dad” and me “Mother.” Wow. I didn’t think we’d get her until she was at least 15. It is awesome.

I picked green beans from the garden yesterday. They were quite tasty. I had to transplant some of the stalks and I think I might have killed them, inadvertently, but I managed to salvage some seeds from the beans I snapped yesterday, so I will replant if necessary. They grow so fast, it won’t be a big deal.

Well, I guess this turned out random after all. Might as well slap a button up and sign the Linky. Go to Keely’s and do this too! It’s therapeutic!!!

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