He is so like his father!  How do you fall asleep like that?  Oh, and see the shaved head?  That is thanks to his father!  I was trying to grow out the locks to cover up his thighs!

All set for a night at Nadine’s.  A friend of ours from Germany is in town and we plan on showing him how to have fun here in the States!

Last night my little girl grew up a little.  She made a decision on her own that she wanted to get her little, almost 4 year old ears pierced.  We took her to the mall, fed her some dinner and went to the ear piercing kiosk.  She picked her earrings and sat in the chair.  She did not flinch at all, nor did she shed a single tear.  She got up, said thank you and we were on our way!

My son has learned how to say our cat’s name very clearly.  He now spends his days following her around and yelling “MABLE” and then he proceeds to scold her and yell at her in baby talk.  He feels very dominant over her.

I have not bounced any checks in several weeks.  My family budgeting skills and my issues with Quicken Billpay are looking up!

I have done a horrible job as wife and mother this week and let us run out of everything, laundry detergent, toilet paper, paper towels and toothpaste.  My husband brushed his teeth with Listerine this morning people!  I guess I will be grocery shopping today.

My husband just took our son upstairs to cut his hair.  He told me he was putting his foot down and that he was over “trying to grow it out” and he was sick of his son looking like trash.  I was not aware that he looked like trash.  I cannot wait to see what he looks like when he comes downstairs.

Today I had to take my son to the doctor for his 18 month checkup (a well baby visit for once).  The visit went well, except for the fact that I have to make an appointment with a Pediatric Surgeon now for some x-rays because something does not “feel right” with his testicles.  Oh, and we have come to a decision that my son suffers from horrible allergies (just add it to the list of ailments). 

When the appointment was coming to an end and it was time to get his shots, I started gathering our things and getting ready to make a quick exit once he started crying from the shots.  It was at this point that I could not find my keys.  I searched the exam room – nothing, the waiting area – nothing, inside my truck – nothing.  WTF?  Where are my freaking keys?  After what felt like hours due to the 30 pound crying lump on my hip, one of the ladies at the front desk remembers the lady that was checking in at the same time as me picking up a pair of keys from the counter.  His pediatrician’s office has two receptionists, since they get pretty busy and she was with one while I was with the other.  I remember when I was checking in and paying my co-pay that when I was done, I scanned the counter to make sure I had not left anything up there – and there was nothing.

So, now we start the search of “Who was that woman and how do we contact her?”  I have no other keys to my vehicle, so I have to find this woman (I also need to make a note to get off my ass and get a spare key already).  We were able to track down her husband’s work number and when he finally called back, he gave us her cell phone number.  I call her and low and behold, she did accidentally pick up my keys and put them in her purse.  She starts chuckling (I am not amused at all – crying lump still on hip) and says, “I can’t believe I did that, what do you want me to do sweetie?”  I replied, “Well sweety, I want you to drive your ass back up here and return them to me, so that I can go on with my day and get to work!” – I was a little nicer, but that’s what I was thinking!  She stated that she was just about done her grocery shopping and when she was finished she would drop them off.  When you are done your grocery shopping?

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?  THIS HAS BEEN THE DAY FROM HELL!!!  CURSE YOU POWERS THAT BE FOR CONSTANTLY KICKING ME IN THE CROTCH!  AND AS FOR YOU BLACK CLOUD, ENOUGH ALREADY!