Monthly Archives: January 2015

Checking in

Not much to talk about, really. Same old, same old. Schoolwork; mountains of laundry, including bedding; editing; chasing 2 year old; arguing with the one who knows everything (the 15yo. Haha); cooking, cleaning; paperwork…
It’s never ending. Always something needing to get done.

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Shopping

First thing this morning, I said I was going shopping, and buying Myself some clothes.  Shocking, isn’t it?  Seeing as I was down to one pair of jeans that actually fit, I think it was about time.

This was repeated several times.  Middle son’s girlfriend was asked, but already had other plans.  After that, nothing was ever said about anyone going but me and Munchkin. I really honestly figured all boys would be bored going clothes shopping with Mom for Mom.

After lunch, was putting Munchkin’s coat on to leave, and then, the oldest finally speaks up and says he’d like to go.  Surprisingly enough, he was actually ready to go when he said that!

So, the 3 of us went shopping. And had a very good time!  He didn’t even get impatient with as long as I was taking to pick out clothes and try things on umpteen times. Yes. I must try everything on before I buy.  I swear, nothing fits the same.  I wear a size 4 in some jeans, and some are a size 7.  He helped out with Munchkin as much as he could, and shopped on his own.

Strangest purchase of the day – My son bought 2 ties.  No. He does not normally wear ties. Ever.  He claims he’s going to start.  🙂

Frustrating!

I don’t know what’s going on, but, my oldest son is going through another of his grumpy stages.  He’s not too bad in the mornings, but, by afternoon, it’s obvious something is bothering him, but, he just says Nothing.

He’s also refusing to eat what is cooked for meals!  Or, at least, not eating when the rest of us eat.  Eventually, he will finally decide to eat, after changing his mind several times, even after whatever he asked for is being fixed.  The meal thing is really going to drive me crazy.  When he changes his mind, his tone is like he’s mad at whoever is fixing something for him, “Why are you warming up lasagna?”  “Because you just said you wanted it!”  “No, I don’t! I’m not even hungry.”

There is such a thing as too much Axe

Yesterday, a fog of Axe hit the kitchen, followed by our 15yo son. Dad told him that he doesn’t taste very good, then said something to Portia about it, I really don’t know what he said, I wasn’t paying much attention.

A few minutes later, Munchkin was in the bathroom, stripping and crying, “I Need a Bath!!!  I have Taste all over me!!!!  I Need a Bath Now!!!!!!!  Taste is all over me!!!!!!!!!”

It’s pretty bad when other people in the room feel the need to wash the smell off of them.