Visitors

My parents just came over to get cheese. Together. On the golf cart.

I don't mind them coming over, I really don't.. I just need like an hour's notice to get my chips in order. If you are not my parents, make it 2 hours.

Another unexpected visitor popped in with my folks.. My big dog, Max. He comes in the house maybe once a year, and usually flits his way right back out. Not so much this time. He's taking a nap in the laundry area hallway.

Anyway, it makes me take another look at the state of my house. C-H-A-O-S. Some of the hilites being .... approximately 40 bottles of alcohol displayed on a towel on my kitchen floor, a McD's bag smooshed next to the wall by the door, a yellow plastic bag in the middle of the living room (contents unknown), and nearly all the contents of one section of the entertainment center spilled out onto the floor. And the cords. Oh My Gosh. The Cords. Everything is plugged into a power strip in the middle of the floor, and I think the whole floor is covered in cords. There has to be another way to provide electricity to our beloved machines. Has to!

My kids ran off to grama's. One while I was in the shower. Neither did what they were asked to get done today. But the quiet is nice.

I have a ton I should get done today. I haven't started anything except uploading some family reunion pictures. Well, I drank 2 Smirnoff Ice wine coolers, if that counts for anything productive.

Maybe I won't do my stuff either. I think I'll run off to hang with my kids at my mom's house.

Well, I woke up a few minutes at 12:30pm, fought sleeping in the chair until about 1, then told Brenna to come out and watch Chris because I couldn't stay awake.

I woke up around 8pm.

So I haven't done anything, and I don't want to make supper. I'm kinda hoping Zac will make something for himself when he gets home, and I can mooch off of it.

The Start of The Domestication of Chaos.

I'm 34 years old, and I'd never cooked a roast.. until today. Well technically it's not cooked yet, but it should be by bedtime. And that's when I'll brag. Provided it's edible.

There's something really cool about sleeping on all fresh clean bedding (even blankets), I almost want to crawl back into bed just to sniff my pillows.

I have a lot of things I want to get done today.

1. laundry, put away
2. organize the pantry
3. clean out 2 fridges and organize
4. clean out and organize a freezer
5. pick up the bathroom
6. get chris in the bath
7. clean off the furniture
8. pick up and vacuum the living room
9. clean cat boxes
10. fill up the animals' water dish
11. take cans to my dad's
12. get the dirty clothes out of my room
13. clean under Chris's bed

yeah, and so far I've put dishes away, started supper, and cleaned off the island.. and I guess I did maybe 1/10 of the pantry. It's not a lot, but it's already more than I've done all week.

Okay, I'm off to do something.. be back in a bit..

3:27pm.. I picked up 3/4 of the bathroom floor.. there seems to be an abundance of football magazines and notebooks trailed all over. I won't point fingers because honestly, do I even need to? haha.

I put stain stuff on one of his shirts.. I think the whole front was covered in last night's supper. I always love it when someone drops more food on themselves while eating than I do.

I worked on the pantry for awhile, but eventually being eye level with a bottle of alcohol pressured me into making a drink, and getting back online to wait for pizza rolls to cook.

Chris is in charge of the living room today. Very slow progress, but still progress. Progress that I don't have to personally do, so it's all good.

4:09pm.. break time again already. Reuniting alike canned goods in a pantry with the light string smacking into your head constantly is not as glamourous as I make it sound?

I keep finding new projects while I'm working on the ones I started with on my list. I am never going to have this house the way I want it.

Zac just took trash out last night, and I've already got another bag waiting to go out.

7:07pm.. I feel like I've been working alllllll day, and not seeing much for results. Maybe that's why I had stopped doing housework in the first place?

Well, I'm worn out, and have a couple hours of 4 year old knock knock jokes to endure.. and countless minutes left of trying to explain that there's no potatoes in chimichangas.. so I shall leave you with this note:

B sharp.

...and 4 shots later

..My son is officially cleared for kindergarten

Watch out Mrs. O'neill!

POTTY TIME!

It's raining, it's pouring..

okay maybe not POURING..

actually maybe not even raining anymore.. I really don't pay attention?

My son has finally started using his little potty chair. I AM SO EXCITED! He's done it 4 times now. I was happy just to get that first time. I was so happy, I nearly peed myself.

Don't buy reduced fat Cheezits.

I really think I need to turn my A/C on for awhile. I'm sweating.

I just told Chris I'd color with him after he peed in the potty again. So he just went, and now I have to follow through with it. Dang ti. and Dang it too.

Or, I could put it off, and maybe he'll forget? Bad mommy!

I do have to get up and empty the potty, and let the dogs out, so they can run out all excited just to turn around and run back in because Heaven forbid they get their little pawsies wet. They're royalty around here ya know. I'm going to have to make myself be mean and wait till they pee to let them in though.

There's a lot of pee talk around here lately?

He's used the potty 5 times now. I'm pretty sure everyone's thrilled to come read about how many times my son has peed.

So.. I'm doing laundry (What? I can be productive) (rarely), and I totally chose the wrong batch of clothes to put in, so I'll have to do another load (no, probably not).. Anyway, it is smelling totally foul. Like it's washing my clothes in turd water. Maybe something I should have my dad check out. yeah. I'll get right on that.

After I color.

My new toy

I love tax time. This year I got a laptop! And now that I have the internet back, I can post from my bed. Which is exactly what I'm doing. I just wanted to share. It's the coolest!

Fog

It's been foggy for like a week. Creeeeepy!

Chris just showed me how to roll up like an armadillo. I am sure that will come in handy in the near future.