How is it that Mike always does some blog worthy things and when I finally have the chance to sit down to write, all the anticts escape me and I am left with nothing? I hate that. I need to carry a notebook around to make points of all the idiotic things he does that make me go: “Oh, that’s a good one! I’ll have to remember that!” Wouldn’t he have a field day with that!? Oh yes, yes he would.

This week has been filled with constipation (not mine), teething (again, not mine) and MESS. Oh, the mess. I can’t keep on top of this house, I try and try. Yet every time I turn around there’s something else. This one blessing terror is a handful! I can’t imagine more. If it’s not swatting across the fride wiping all the letter magnets to the floor, it’s the pots and pans and tupperware thrown over the gate to the awaiting basement floor. With a shrill of delight he looks for something else that needs to bounce down to the basement floor. And that’s just my husband.

Poor Captain Poopypants (Carter) has not been so poopy. He’s been shitting out bullets for the past two days. It seems every hour there’s a poopy diaper, but it’s like rocks. We’ve been trying prune juice to help get things going, yet to no avail. Hopefully he gets things back in working order - and it’s at daycare Monday morning, not here.
The poor kid was up most of the night last night; not sure if it’s the rocks in his diaper or his new chompers comin’ through, but the whining was unbearable at 3:00 in the morning. He eventually came to sleep in our bed. As great as co-sleeping is for some parents, it’s not for me. I can’t sleep at all when my child is in my bed. Mike thought it was a great idea to bring Carter in with us, he then turns his back and goes to sleep leaving me to handle this kid who obviously didn’t get the memo that it’s night time and we sleep at night.
So once 7am came around I asked, “Can’t we put him in the living room with the gate up and just let him watch Dora while we sleep?” to which Mike replies, “I can hear them now…And the Parent of the Year Award goes to….” Guess that plan was out. Can’t say I didn’t try. Maybe we can revisit this in a few years.

On a positive note, my hearing is back in my right ear! I think this cold is dissipating and it will be no time until I get my voice back and not sound like a 90 year old chain smoker.

My 100th post! Wow. And I have nothing to say. Surprise surprise, ME nothing to say!?

I still have my crapass cold. I have a plugged ear drum (can an ear drum be plugged?). Anyway, I can’t hear out of the right one. Do I go to a doctor though?? Noooooo… too difficult, and I’m too lazy. I can’t be bothered to drive 40 minutes to see her and to hear that there is nothing she can do and I have to wait it out.
I think it’s just that my sinuses are all messed up and it’s caused my ear to be plugged. I hate it! I don’t know if it has anything to do with driving up a huge hill.. you know when you’re supposed to swallow to relieve pressure? Yeah, it didn’t happen. THIS happened instead. I had a HUGE painful headache for about 4 hours afterwards and now I just can’t hear.

But that ain’t gonna stop me from getting a good drunk on with a couple girlfriends Friday night. Mike (my loving man-child of a husband) will stay home with Carter and I will go out to my friends! I can’t wait. I have had a few nights out with the girls in the past year that Carter’s been here, yet only ONE date with Mike. I think we may need to work on that a touch. Though, I prefer the girl talk drinking bitch fest with my friends.

My week has been crazy busy so far, seeing that I had posted and taken down my Thursday Thirteen this morning.. I feel like it’s Thursday and can’t seem to convince myself otherwise. I hate weeks like this because they take so damn long.

I woke up this morning in a panic that I was supposed to be at a meeting and had nothing prepared.. then I remembered, it’s only Wednesday. Then, I even came into work and took a moment to do my Thursday Thirteen, posted it and everything… went to the website to post my link, and couldn’t find today’s (being my Thursday) post… THEN I realized again that today was infact WEDNESDAY, not THURSDAY!

I have been making plans for my weekend - thinking that of course it starts tomorrow. I have been planning work around the fact that in my mind today is Thursday. What a messed up morning!

I’m gonna be so flippin’ screwed once Thursday finally shows up.