Visiting family and computer addiction

I'm in Rocky Mount right now visiting my family. My sister flew in from Idaho with her two daughters so I drove across state with all three of my sons and we're all here in the trailer next door to my parent's house visiting. We'll be here for a week or so.

We hadn't seen my sister's daughter Belle in three years. She's 3 1/2 now. She and my oldest Hunter have been having a great time playing and getting to know each other. Its so cute seeing little kids talk to each other.

We're planning to sew with Mom this next week and I think mom is more excited about it than me or Becca. We're going fabric shopping at Jo Anns tomorrow. I think mom and dad are going to buy Becca a new sewing machine. They bought me a Bernina about 6 months ago which I LOVE! Then a month or so ago mom gave me her new Bernina serger and then got a newer one herself. We never had money growing up and now that my parents have money they're spoiling us and its SO much fun, I think I like being spoiled more as an adult than I would have as a kid.

So here I am, on the internet. Its 10:45 pm, the kids are asleep, my sister is asleep and I'm online. Yes, I am addicted to the internet. Did you know there is a center for internet addiction recovery? Here is a test you can take to see if you're addicted. I scored a 58, which means I am experiencing occasional or frequent problems because of the Internet. I should consider their full impact on my life. Hmm that is definately something to think about. Although I think most of my internet addiction stems from my lack of real life friends. If I had more real life friends I'd spend more time with them. I have one, but I'm not sure if we're actually friends or we get together for the kids to play. I'll call us friends to make myself feel less lame.

Why are women so sensitive?

Well, maybe not all women, but definately me. And I'm certain that I'm not alone.

I will think someone doesn't like me if they look at me the wrong way. I think someone is mad at me if they don't respond the way I think they should respond at any given moment. I don't think I understand my own sex, myself included.

Its another day..

Last night I made pjs for Hunter. That was pretty cool, it was a lot easier than I thought it would be. It only took me about 1 1/2 hours from cutting to a finished set of Pajamas. I think they turned out cute.

Today my friend called and we went to the playground for the kids to play. That was nice to get out of the house for a bit, it was gross and rainy the last couple of days so we've just been stuck inside. The boys get a little stir crazy and drive me mad when that happens.

I really like this blog thing. I can post about random boring crap that happens to me and maybe nobody is reading it, but maybe they are. Now I don't have to harrass the Diaper Divas message board with my random threads about stupid stuff that happened during the day.

Last night I started writing out a schedule for my day and I'd really like to stick with it. Partially to keep the house work done and keep my butt off this seat but also so I'll be more involved with the kids. Some days I just let them do their own thing all day long and I feel bad for being so absent in their day-to-day activities. Sometimes I feed them, dress them, and change them but otherwise ignore them and that doesn't make me feel like a good parent. I also want to get away from the TV! Its soooo easy to let the TV become the sitter and do what I want to do. Nathan used to not watch TV at all but now that he's older he can go into TV zombie mode as quick as his brother. So thats my goal.. we'll see.

Before lunch today I decided to try this great idea I read about for entertaining the kids, involving shaving cream, food coloring and a ziplock bag. So they squished shaving cream all around inside a ziplock bag with food coloring then we snipped the corner and wrote on the patio table with shaving cream. It didn't stop there though... they got it all over themselves and finger painted in it and it was a big mess. It was fun though, but I don't think we'll try it again until maybe summer when they can get in the sprinkler to clean themselves off!

Mornings

Ugh I hate them. I am awakened every morning between 6:30 and 7:00 by Hunter coming to my bedside and loudly announcing "Hey Mama, I'm awake now!" And then insisting that I get out of bed. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I didn't stay up until midnight most nights, but thats my time alone and I'm not willing to give it up. So after I'm drug out of bed by my 3 year old, the 1 year old is usually waiting in his crib with a poopy diaper. Who poops first thing in the morning anyway?

Then I have to feed them breakfast. I don't know what it is about having to prepare meals but the whole "what am I going to feed them" thing really drives me nuts. I really need to plan out a menu so I don't have to turn my brain on before 10 a.m. This morning I decided to sit on the computer, and so they're parked in front of Finding Nemo until I feel like figuring out breakfast. I would LOVE to make it cold cereal but Nathan won't even eat cereal, he just drinks the milk out of the bowl. I should just give him a glass of milk, but then I'd feel like I'm depriving him because somehow it feels more like a meal if there are dried bits of food floating in the milk.

Time to go face my morning, the kids are fighting.

My new blog

Ok so its my second entry but it should have been my first. I just started this blog so I could join the blog ring on the Diaper Sewing Divas board. Although I've been wanting to start one for awhile anyway. I have the whole myspace thing but I don't really like myspace, plus Jason seems convinced that its just a whole bunch of perverts trying to prey on underage women. This will be nice so I can post about whatever that nobody really cares about but posting it makes me happy and makes me feel like I'm telling someone.

I love that pic that I took. I tried and tried to get a photo like I imagined but its just so difficult with two little boys. Its not exactly what I wanted, but it'll do. I like having this blog, I can post my random thoughts to nobody!

Mr Potato Butt

So I dreamed up this

diaper and I had to make it. Its one of those things I just can't get out of my head until its done. Its so silly, but Nathan just couldn't get enough of it. I made the face pieces before the diaper and he found them and was playing with them while I sewed the diaper. I keep calling it a diaper, its actually a cover.