3.30.2015

Weekend Pics

 Here's a wasp my brother killed on Friday night...
...and the nest it was building. I didn't know they were so soft, looks like dirt but it's "spit" (Husband's words, not mine). Nipped that right in the bud.
 Saturday was a trip down to LA to visit with BFF & Company. Delicious pizza and park time. Hooray for gorgeous weather, you guys.
 Since Casey's been a good boy, we stopped by the Lego Store in the Valley on the way home. The Topanga mall is gigantic and the Valley is SO HOT. Awful experience for me. Do mother-effers not see strollers? Did the single lady with no kids going into the ONLY family bathroom stall not see that I had a baby in a stroller with me?  In retaliation I went to the women's bathroom and peed with the stall door open. Take that! Ugh. I hate the mall. Hate it. Hate it.
 Sunday we played outside and found the bluest rolly-polie I have ever seen.
See that? Isn't it pretty? I had no idea they came in colors other than black. We did a lot of playing with bugs. Wasps, pill bugs, slugs. It was a dirty Sunday.
 We also got ice cream at the harbor. Joe Cool, here.
 Christa was a big fan of it all.
And on the way back to the car we saw a bunch of dead crabs. Neat.

3.27.2015

Crazy Hair Day Haiku Friday

 My emo smolder
To accentuate my hair
Amethyst purple
 Casey's got two-tone
Joker green and some purple
He is a good sport
Then there's the ducklips
Me and my best boy buddy
Having Friday fun

3.24.2015

Dumbest Criminals

For those of you that don't know, I work at a company that specializes in packaging distribution and industrial/warehouse supplies. Mostly we're the middle men that work with big mills like Georgia Pacific to get farmers and growers the bags and boxes they'll need to get their stuff form the field to their buyers, like restaurants and stores. Our warehouse is full of cardboard boxes and stretch film and toilet paper, nothing too exciting to say the least. Over the weekend, some jackasses got the bright idea to break into our yard and hot wire our trucks in the hopes of a big haul, but must have found out pretty quickly there was nothing here you could easily sell on the streets for big profit. What's hilarious is the other side of our building is warehouse space where they package Utz chips for distribution. I guess these bad guys must have felt really dumb finding there was nothing to be had, just potato chips and paper towels.
That picture? Is what's left of our gate after they hot wired one of our trucks and decided to use it as a battering ram. They had backed one of our big haulers up to the loading dock with hopes of a bigger haul I suppose but just settled on stealing the smaller truck. They ended up leaving everything else behind including a real mess but thankfully no one was around to be hurt. The cops came and left and we had our excitement for the morning. At around 1pm, I got a call from a lady that manages a nearby trailer park saying our truck was in one of her spaces. Mind you, she had seen two Hispanic guys abandon it at around 8 a.m. with backpacks on only to jump over the fence to the freeway but didn't think to call the cops. She finally decided to call my office because our number is on the truck itself and likely wanted it out of her trailer park. You really gotta wonder about the smarts some people may not have. I still think it's pretty rad the truck even got recovered, despite being badly damaged. Here's to happy endings.

3.23.2015

Weekend Pics

 Friday after work I had to drag the kids to Target because my hair dryer died. I learned my daughter likes shopping. Took lots of boxes off the shelf and studied each one.
 Saturday was spent at home all day so I mostly took pictures of this little mess. Casey's cough had us up til 1 am, an after-hours doctor call was made, ER was considered. Boo to all that. We'd much rather have been having fun times with BFF & Company.
 Sometimes we watch Super Why and gnaw on our toes.
 Trying to introduce utensils. Awesome.
 Sunday we ran errands and I dressed her in this and it made my whole day.
 Gran turns 90 today. We went to the home to celebrate. They had a pianist playing songs from the early 1900s and all the other old folk residents had cake with us. Gran did much better staying in her safe place with us visiting than she has when we've taken her to my mom's. This visit was quite nice.
 How awesome that these kids have a great-grandma.
And here we all are, the whole fan damily. Sure miss my dad and grandpa on these occasions. Our family just feels so very small.

3.20.2015

First Day of Spring Haiku Friday

Only six more weeks
And Husband's night shifts are done
I can see the light
***
Found out yesterday
The reason behind Casey's
Cough - it is asthma
***
That picture's a joke
I don't think a train's coming
Optimistic me

3.18.2015

So. Tired.

Did you guys know that I never sleep? As in I can't even remember the last time I slept uninterrupted through the night? Last Friday I left work at noon because I was having an anxiety attack and I knew the only solution was to get medicated and take a nap. Tired feeds the anxiety so I feel like a bundle of nerves right now. I'm almost irrationally short and angry with people over dumb shit. My mom and I had such a huge blowout that we're not even really speaking. Saying my fuse is short is the understatement of the century.
On Monday night, I went to bed early with the hopes of getting a good night's sleep. Husband called me at 11:30 p.m. when he got off work to tell me he'd found our car with two tires slashed. I certainly couldn't just doze off again after a call like that so I was up for hours. Plus, you know, my baby cries at night and loves to wake up around 5:30 a.m. every day of her tiny baby life.
Then we cut to last night! Again, I'm in bed and asleep by 9. I wake up at 10:30 to pee? 11:30 because Husband is home. 12:30 because the baby is crying. 1:30 because Casey is bursting out of his room to go to the bathroom. Finally fall asleep and at 3 he's coughing so hard he wants to barf. Back asleep and the baby cries at 4. Back asleep and someone is calling Husband's phone at 5:30. Back asleep and the baby is awake at 6. Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me? That shit really happened! And here I am at work! Expected to function!
Yeah so that's all. I'm tired. I'm irritated. I'm sad. I'm frustrated. I'm all the feelings. This whole thing with Husband working nights (until May I guess?) is a little harder than I thought it would be and regardless of how well I get shit done, things like this take their toll. I have anxiety. And if you don't know what real, stupid, ugly anxiety does to a person can you take a moment to read this link? I've never had something sum up the demons inside me like that did. And if you're reading this, I just want to say thanks for being here for me. It's always appreciated.

3.17.2015

I Read A Book!

Almost exactly four months after my last book completion, I finally finished another: YES PLEASE by Amy Poehler. With Husband working nights, I find that I don't care to watch TV by myself. The few grownup shows we record are meant to be shared and I have Casey's cartoons playing as background noise. After the kids have been put to sleep, I crave not only silence but also distraction. I wanted to read this book because Amy Poehler is right up there with Tina Fey and Mindy Kaling when it comes to comedic, creative women I admire. Her boyfriend Nick Kroll has a sketch show that slays me and when Parks & Recreation ended recently, I cried real and ugly tears. Last but not least, she was on Saturday Night Live, a show that has basically shaped my sense of humor since I was a pre-teen watching religiously with Christine during near-weekly sleepovers.
For some reason, this book hit me in all the right spots and in the first night I read almost 100 pages. Amy is a working mom that, like me, loves her kids but can't imagine not working. Her thoughts on motherhood, like wanting to devour her children, reflect mine so much. I loved reading about her carefree, loving childhood and the adventurous path she took to pursue her passion to perform. Reading about her place on two of my favorite shows provided a delightful peek into all the backstage goings on. She provided just enough intimate information regarding her divorce and her friendships to tug my heartstrings and basically just make me all the more smitten with her.
This was not a difficult read by any means. It was a really enjoyable break from what is proving to be kind of a rough patch for me. I liked reading that she was a certain kind of crazy and as silly as it sounds, she made me feel like I'm not alone. I know that sounds kind of silly but I think that's a great thing. Either way, I liked this book a whole lot and it filled me with happy and I think you should read it. KTHXBYE