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Mario got the day off yesterday. I spent the morning watching American Idol and Medium episodes I’ve missed, and when he woke up, we got ready and went shopping. We returned some jeans he’d bought at Target and browsed around. We ended up buying some Play-doh for the boys, Mario got a few little tools he needed and I got a Gentle Heart Lamb beanie. I don’t have any of the “new” lambs, so I got that one but he’s not too cute LOL. He looks strange . And this time, they had the Cheer Bear Cub…dammit.

We went to eat at Whataburger, then went to JCPenny. Mario got some more jeans, 2 shirts, we got two dress shirts for his Tio Cata since his birthday’s today and I got 4 shirts. I had the hardest time picking stuff. Not stuff I like, but stuff that won’t make me feel self-concious. I tried on one of the collared stripped ones I got and the woman in charge of the fitting rooms was just staring at my chest and her eyes were about to pop out. She even made a comment about how I should keep the large because it would shrink (even though it was huge and hanging off of me). I didn’t ask her for her opinion. I wish I could just wear the clothes I like without worrying about who’s going to be looking gawking at my chest. I didn’t ask to have them!!!!

Anyway, everything we got was on sale and didn’t even know it! I love when that happens .

I have to go back Saturday for some shoes Mario wanted, so I’m planning on getting two white tanks, some sleep shorts (all of mine are OLD) and maybe another shirt or two. Or a skirt.

We went straight to pick Eenan up after that, then realized we had time so we stopped by a store to pick up some stuff for Mary. We went back and Mario and I complained the whole time about how the parking for that school is ridiculous. He hadn’t suffered through that yet and I don’t think he realized how much of a pain in the ass it is when I told him about it.

We got home after picking Eenan up and I collected all the plastic totes and baby stuff we were taking to the storage unit–all without Mario’s help. I wanted to disassemble the bunk beds, but of course he wouldn’t help me with that either. Mary had stuff to put away too, so we stuffed everything in the van and left. When we get there Mario notices he doesn’t have his keys and I didn’t bring mine because I just never carry them, so we didn’t have the key to the unit. Great. Mario was all pissed of course, because the storage place is FAR from the house. We go to H-E-B to renew John’s plates and they didn’t let us since Mario didn’t have his license (he always carries it in the car and well, we didn’t have the damn car ). We went back home, Mario throwing fits left and right, got the keys and went back–without him. I was worried about how we’d get the boxes out of the van because some were REALLY heavy but Mario ended up getting there a while after we did. He helped us and then we went back to H-E-B to get the plates updated and Mary needed groceries. They almost gave me crap about Mario not being present, but I told the girl I spoke to the other girl and she saw who my husband was and blah-blah-blah. So, she did it.

Mario wasn’t exactly sunshines and rainbows when I got back home, but we were being a bit more peaceful. I can’t believe how annoyed we’d get with eachother. First time that’s happened in AGES. We didn’t say super mean things to eachother, but we were just getting frustrated–and over little things even. By the end of the night though, he was holding my hand and being sweet. Good thing too, I was ready to kick his ass .

I fed the boys and then he told me to get ready since he wanted to go to a movie. Eenan would sleep over at Mary’s and Jaylen went with us. When 9pm finally rolled around, we left. We watched Constantine (my 2nd time) and Jaylen did pretty good. I kept trying to rock him to sleep since he was sleepy anyway, but he wouldn’t. He watched it all and only jumped twice LOL.

So tonight’s Cata’s birthday get-together. We’re having shrimp cocktail…yay! I hope Mario doesn’t get out too late and makes it to the party. Right now, I should make lunch since we’ll have to leave to pick Eenan up in an hour. I can hardly wait *sarcasm*.

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I missed #5. Darnit. I’ve always had trouble with the I/me thing . I want to know which others I missed. I don’t feel so dumb anymore, yay! Being out of school for so long makes me feel stupid .

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I was the first in line yesterday when I went to pick Eenan up from school. I feared being first since I’d never been first before and I didn’t know where I was supposed to “stop” in the parking line. So, I just stopped where the canopy ended. The sun was hitting us (Jaylen and I) so we got off to wait outside. I noticed the “elite Spanish-speaking mothers” were all huddled together but I just stood near them anyway. On the way over, Jaylen points down to a sewer cover and tells me that’s where the Ninja Turtles live. I look to where he’s pointing and say, “Oh yeah Baby, they do!” and when I looked up–he walked right into a pole . I quickly picked him up, rubbed his forehead and tried to console him when I hear gasps coming from all over the place. The Spanish Elites just stared at me, whispered and made faces at eachother as if I was the most appalling, un-fit mother they’d ever seen. One of them pointed me towards a water faucet where I could put water on his forehead, but I didn’t find it. She probably just told me about it so they could talk about me . When I got back one of the younger ones (the one I was actually jealous of for being so stylish–she MUST get up at 5am to get herself all dressed up. Who DOES that?!) just scanned me up and down and had this really constipated look on her face. When I told Mario about this all he said was, “Fuck ’em”. How right he is…fuck them. I can’t believe, if I actually spoke Spanish correctly, that I would have talked to those women. Screw that.

Needless to say, Jaylen got a really huge chipote (bump) on his forehead. He called it his “extra brain” LMAO. After putting some popsicles on the bump (I had NO ice), the swelling went down and today it’s barely noticeable. He just told me his extra brain is gone LOL.

Anyway, Eenan’s class came out and I see him with his hoodie sweater pulled over his head. I found it kind of odd, then spot Ms. O. and she shakes her head at me. I automatically knew something was wrong. She tells me he got a GPAR? which is a refferral I guess, because he punched a little boy in the privates. She says she tried talking to him but he wouldn’t say why he did it. She looked almost sorry to have written him up. Neither of us expected that from him, ever. At home I spoke to him and after half an hour, he tells me that little boy picks on him and is mean to him. I ask him if he was mean to him that day and he said no, that he was just mad at him. I told Ms. O. about it this morning and we both think the little boy picked on him so long, Eenan held it in and finally just got tired of it that day. He knows better than to hit, especially in that area. He’s grounded for the next 2 weeks. I was nervous and didn’t know what to say exactly. I just told him he knows better than to hit, not to hit anymore, and if anyone picks on him repeatedly, to tell his teacher. Taking it upon himself to “punish” someone will only get him in trouble. Hopefully he learned his lesson . I could so see the little boy’s Mom coming up to me and asking why my kid beat up her kid and it progress to some huge cat fight like on TV LOL.

When I got the kids buckled in the car, I start driving out. This asshole almost hit me since he didn’t want to let me through, yet it was my right of way. He had the nerve to stare me down when he was passing me on the street. Idiot.

The boys and I went to Sam’s with Mary and Noelia in the evening. We REALLY have to get a Sam’s card. We used to have one and got rid of it. But we really need one. Buying in bulk is cool .

After that we went to Target. I bought another plastic tote for old clothes and things I need to put away, a hot pink Hello Kitty air freshener for the car, a hot pink squeegee for the car’s windows (I hate when it’s dewey in the mornings!), and some foamy soap for the kids since they ran out. God I love Target. I could live in there.

I need to start putting all those old clothes away in a minute. We need to put the car seat, one of the “big” strollers, and the playpen into storage soon. It’s amazing how much crap we have . Mario wants to put the lamps Aunt Nora gave us into storage too. While eating breakfast this morning he tells me, “You know how you are with purses? I’ve noticed that’s how you are with lamps, too”. That is SUCH a lie. I only have a Hello Kitty lamp Mary gave me a few Christmases ago that goes on my bed side table and a silver lava/glitter lamp Aunt Nora gave me and that’s on my desk. And that’s it! Now, if he would have compared the purse thing to the shoe thing, then I’d have to agree . But doesn’t every girl need 10 bags and 10 shoes? He just doesn’t understand.

Okay, going to start folding little toddler clothes now and put them away *tear*.

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