Mr. Penguin and I have come to an arrangement. Weekends will now be split between us in the child rearing department - I take Saturday mornings and he takes Sunday mornings. What does this mean?
It means I slept in today. Until 10:30am. No needing to get up to feed the kiddies, no needing to dress them or occupy them -- that was Mr. Penguin's job this morning. Ahhhhh. I love my kids, I really do.
But sleep ranks pretty high on my list of loves too.
....now if only I could get him to bring me my tea in bed in the Sundays to come, I'd be set!
*hugs*
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Grocery shopping.
I think I could be admitted to a mental institute today. I decided, on a SATURDAY, to take not one, but TWO kids to the grocery store.
Yes I did.
Why? Well apparently I'm missing some sort of thrill in my life that involves navigating a cart in small aisles around half the city, most of who don't know how to be courteous or even seem to notice that they are rude and not the only people on the planet.
Take, for instance, the man I was caught behind in the canned aisle. As well as the cleaning aisle, fruit aisle and also in the self check out aisle. Seriously, I didn't follow him! I purposely took an alternative route. If he went left, I went right...but somehow I ended up behind him at every turn. This man was in his own world. Like outer space. He had his son with him who could have been 10? 12? who was bored out of his tree. And blocking the aisle so I couldn't get by -- but that's another issue.
The Dad figure had a list - which I'm assuming was a grocery list - about 4 inches from his face at all times. He'd stop to inspect cans, verify the list, check the can again, put it down, pick up another can...you get the idea. Either he's really slow or his wife if VERY specific on what type of canned tuna he should bring home. I managed to get away from him only to find him again in the cleaning aisle - doing the same actions with the laundry detergent. Once I stumbled into the same line at the self checkout that he was in I knew karma was kicking my butt for something I've done recently. He would pick up a bag, inspect it, enter the code manually, weigh it, check the screen, pick it up, verify again and THEN put it in his basket. He had a full cart of groceries.
Yeah..........The self checkout was created for those who have few groceries, can work technology and so that people could be processed faster. This guy was the opposite of all of that. I wanted to cry.
I've learned my lesson. Saturdays will never again be spent with both kids grocery shopping. I don't care if we have to eat KD for each meal all weekend long - it'll be worth it. You know what the worst part is?! We don't even NEED anything. It was all for routine stuff to fill the pantry and make sure I had all my veggies for the week to come -- no biggie.
I'm so glad I picked up those chocolate covered pretzels on my way out. They helped ease my stress on the way home.
*hugs*
Yes I did.
Why? Well apparently I'm missing some sort of thrill in my life that involves navigating a cart in small aisles around half the city, most of who don't know how to be courteous or even seem to notice that they are rude and not the only people on the planet.
Take, for instance, the man I was caught behind in the canned aisle. As well as the cleaning aisle, fruit aisle and also in the self check out aisle. Seriously, I didn't follow him! I purposely took an alternative route. If he went left, I went right...but somehow I ended up behind him at every turn. This man was in his own world. Like outer space. He had his son with him who could have been 10? 12? who was bored out of his tree. And blocking the aisle so I couldn't get by -- but that's another issue.
The Dad figure had a list - which I'm assuming was a grocery list - about 4 inches from his face at all times. He'd stop to inspect cans, verify the list, check the can again, put it down, pick up another can...you get the idea. Either he's really slow or his wife if VERY specific on what type of canned tuna he should bring home. I managed to get away from him only to find him again in the cleaning aisle - doing the same actions with the laundry detergent. Once I stumbled into the same line at the self checkout that he was in I knew karma was kicking my butt for something I've done recently. He would pick up a bag, inspect it, enter the code manually, weigh it, check the screen, pick it up, verify again and THEN put it in his basket. He had a full cart of groceries.
Yeah..........The self checkout was created for those who have few groceries, can work technology and so that people could be processed faster. This guy was the opposite of all of that. I wanted to cry.
I've learned my lesson. Saturdays will never again be spent with both kids grocery shopping. I don't care if we have to eat KD for each meal all weekend long - it'll be worth it. You know what the worst part is?! We don't even NEED anything. It was all for routine stuff to fill the pantry and make sure I had all my veggies for the week to come -- no biggie.
I'm so glad I picked up those chocolate covered pretzels on my way out. They helped ease my stress on the way home.
*hugs*
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
To gym or not to gym?
I'm heading back to work next month. I'm looking forward to it. All the interaction with adults and paperwork to make me feel like a grown-up. It'll be a nice change of pace, even if I do have to get up at an ungodly hour to have it all.
Which made me think of my other adult decision - to live a healthier life style, everyday.
At the other end of the street from my new workplace is a gym. I took a tour today and saw what it had to offer. But am I gym material? <--- that is the REAL question. It sounds nice to say you are a member of a gym and that you're working on "fitness goals" and being the healthiest you can be -- but what if you sign up with good intentions...and then don't go? It's not like my gym membership card will melt the fat away from inside my wallet (wouldn't that be amazing!) or make me feel better about myself. It's real money being taken out of my/our account to.........pay the gym's hydro bill? Make sure my name is registered somewhere? Get cheap childcare while I grocery shop?
I like the idea of going to the gym. But will I go consistently? Probably not.
..............
Ok, so I answered my own damn question.
Goodnight.
*hugs*
Which made me think of my other adult decision - to live a healthier life style, everyday.
At the other end of the street from my new workplace is a gym. I took a tour today and saw what it had to offer. But am I gym material? <--- that is the REAL question. It sounds nice to say you are a member of a gym and that you're working on "fitness goals" and being the healthiest you can be -- but what if you sign up with good intentions...and then don't go? It's not like my gym membership card will melt the fat away from inside my wallet (wouldn't that be amazing!) or make me feel better about myself. It's real money being taken out of my/our account to.........pay the gym's hydro bill? Make sure my name is registered somewhere? Get cheap childcare while I grocery shop?
I like the idea of going to the gym. But will I go consistently? Probably not.
..............
Ok, so I answered my own damn question.
Goodnight.
*hugs*
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Goals.
I have quite a few goals for this year:
........................and the list goes on and on.
For this coming month of March, I'd like to edit some of the photos I've taken.
- To make my new job into something I will love and be proud of for years to come.
- To get healthier than I was raised and have become -- making exercise a daily occurrence for me and the family and good food the norm.
- To show my darling babies new things.
- To get out with Mr. Penguin and try at least 2 new things.
- To make our house into a warm and inviting sanctuary...and actually be able to find the floor in all of its rooms.
- To keep discovering who I am, what I love and what it means to be me -- which includes taking some sort of class.
- To continue learning about photography, how to edit photos and utilizing our camera to its full potential so I can continue with our plans for a side business.
- To be ready for Xmas...in October.
- To continue with my scrapbooks so that I can preserve our cherished memories for years to come.
........................and the list goes on and on.
For this coming month of March, I'd like to edit some of the photos I've taken.
This requires some more studying of Gimp on my part. I'd like to make this shot into something amazing that I can frame for our office. It just screams home to me and I want to have it where I can see it -- but looking its best of course. ;)
And I also want to finish my Mom's Xmas gift in March -- the one for 2009 that I didn't have time to finish in time. Oops. I am finishing a half-stitch that she started when pregnant with me. It was of a boy and girl praying. She 'ruined' it (her words, not mine) and cut off the boy part she had started. Funny enough that left the girl part -- and then she had me and kept it for 18 years. LOL I had to restart the stitch as I ran out of the original blue wool it came with. So now I've updated the blue to a emerald teal-ish color and am hoping to frame it and give it to her. I thought it would be something really meaningful and sentimental.
She probably won't even know where it came from.
Oh well.
It's still a gift!
Have a good hump day!
*hugs*
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
I'm a walking zombie.
The baby sleep war continues...I think she's getting teeth or at least practicing her "I'm being murdered" cries. My eyes are going to fall out of my head this week I think.
In the meantime -- some happiness and joy. I'm currently making up our wedding photo books and added this picture above the invite text.
That's me and Mr. Penguin at the front. It was such a wonderful day.
.................Ok, back to reality and a crazy baby. Later!
*hugs*
In the meantime -- some happiness and joy. I'm currently making up our wedding photo books and added this picture above the invite text.
That's me and Mr. Penguin at the front. It was such a wonderful day.
.................Ok, back to reality and a crazy baby. Later!
*hugs*
Road tripping.
We're on the road. We were on the road last weekend too. Vacations can be great, but they can also be worth more hassle than any relaxation that you think you might get. I'm having one of those 'vacations'.
It started out fine enough. Then we lost a day to helping the in-laws with their broken vehicle. Then Mr. Penguin was out visiting friends and in business meetings so we had limited time together. Then I had a mini melt down from staying at the in-laws by myself with the baby penguin and it being inconvenient. You know, the usual fun vacation-y stuff. ;) So I'm really excited to be getting home tomorrow.
REALLY EXCITED.
I start my new job on Monday. In hind sight, taking a vacation the week before starting a new position might not have been the brightest of ideas. I'm a little stressed about the getting ready I still have to do...which is probably why the vacation felt stressful. :(
I hope Mr. Penguin enjoyed catching up with his friends. Someone should have enjoyed it.
*hugs*
It started out fine enough. Then we lost a day to helping the in-laws with their broken vehicle. Then Mr. Penguin was out visiting friends and in business meetings so we had limited time together. Then I had a mini melt down from staying at the in-laws by myself with the baby penguin and it being inconvenient. You know, the usual fun vacation-y stuff. ;) So I'm really excited to be getting home tomorrow.
REALLY EXCITED.
I start my new job on Monday. In hind sight, taking a vacation the week before starting a new position might not have been the brightest of ideas. I'm a little stressed about the getting ready I still have to do...which is probably why the vacation felt stressful. :(
I hope Mr. Penguin enjoyed catching up with his friends. Someone should have enjoyed it.
*hugs*
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