Category: Pets

Well it’s taken me long enough. As usual, something always comes up when I feel like blogging, like a screaming baby for example. Either that, or Mother has me driving her around to thrift shops, can you believe it? (Heh, let’s blame only Mom for that one).

I’ve done not-a-thing around the house, even though I really should. I’ve been slowly getting to things today, like folding all the clean laundry but GOD. I HATE laundry!

I also have no motivation to clean as there’s boxes and bags of crap strewn all around the house. I’ve still not gotten the rest of my junk out of storage and Jorge (Mario’s godfather) didn’t take me seriously when I told him I needed help on Tuesday night. He just said to take the trailer myself. “It’s not hard to drive with a trailer!” Yeah, right. So I haven’t made any progress on the sorting for the yard sale. I really want to have that yard sale. The good thing is I probably won’t have to worry about where I’ll be storing my things! We emptied out the living room closet and Big Mario let me use his deer blind as a storage room, too! I plan to stack Rubbermaid totes to the top of each and hopefully I’ll get to keep all my collections here at home instead of someplace where they might get stolen. I’d just die of sadness if that ever happened!

Geez, I’ve already written a novel and I haven’t even gotten to the weekend’s activites!

Let’s see. On Friday, after picking Jaylen up from school, we went and cashed Mario’s paycheck, separated the bill money and then ate a quick lunch at McDonald’s. Since I’m on a “diet” I had a salad, buahaha. Now don’t laugh. I’d been doing really well on it. I knew though, that since there were many birthdays coming up, the few ounces I’d lost were going to be doubled :(.

Anyway, we went to Pet Smart to get some stuff Jorge needed for his dog and what did Mario do? He was taking forever and Alaethia and I’d been waiting in the car. She was getting antsy so I went in to look for him and Jaylen. There he was, in the furry animal section and he was buying RATS. Again! He missed his rats so much he fell in love with the only two that were for sale. A black and white one and a bald one. Ugliest thing I’ve ever seen, but he’s growing on me. Mario’s always wanted a bald rat. He “says” he bought the bald one because he didn’t want to separate them and have one die of sadness, but I think he just bought it because he wanted a bald rat. First thing I told him: YOU’RE cleaning out their cage! Not me! I’m not getting stuck with that atrocity this time. He won’t clean my turtle tank, so I won’t clean his rat cage. Fair is fair!

We went to a thrift store next. I remember seeing, “What to Expect When You’re Expecting,” there, hardcover, and it was in excellent, almost un-used condition. Totally had to get it for Sally (okay, that was her news. She’s preggers!! I didn’t mention it last time because I wasn’t sure if she’d want me to let the news out in case anyone she didn’t want knowing found out, but I think it’s okay! I’m SO stoked for them! Pete and Sally? Having a baby! Like, OMG!)

As I happily walked to the counter I noticed the lady who likes to charge a few extra bucks for everything was the cashier that day. Damn! I give her the book to ring up and brace myself for the price. “One dollar.” I handed it right over and didn’t say a thing. She did start up conversation about how the doctors don’t really walk you through stages of pregnancy anymore and you really have to rely on advice from friends and family. I had to agree. If I didn’t already know almost everything since I’d already had two kids, I would have been completely lost. Dr. C. hardly ever explained anything!

We rushed home to pick Eenan up from school then left the kiddos with Mom so I could go shopping real quick and so that we could go to Home Depot.

Mario gave me $100 for my birthday (because he didn’t know what to buy me LOL) and Mom gave me $40 (for the same reason). We went to Ross. The word Ross means “You’re going to be here at least two hours” and Mario knows that. He was not a happy camper. I did pretty good though. I found 21 blouses I liked almost immediately and since you can only take 8 shirts at once it took a while to try them all on. After everything I ended up with only 7 that I looked decent in. I actually looked decent in 9, but I left two behind (idiot). I also found a cute Levi’s flower-print bag and a photo album. All for $85!

Fun day of shopping, indeed. I would have been much happier but as I got to the car I could almost see steam billowing out of Mario’s ears. He’d left to the car sometime during the 20 minute wait in line. He tried being really nice though, since my birthday was the next day and all. Any other day and he definitely would have been livid.

I’d spoken to Sally to ask where we were going to meet to celebrate her birthday after all. Pete had let me know earlier during the week that he was taking her to Kumori’s, a sushi place, and that’s where we’d be meeting at 8pm. Mario nor I had ever had sushi and I thought it would be a great experience, so we made a date. We sped to Home Depot and it took us an additional hour to find everything we needed. Mario needed, what was it? Some tool, and tape and since we were using our card and had seen a sign that said “No interest for 12 months if you spend $299 or more on your credit card!” and fell for it like dumbasses, we went around looking for stuff we needed that would total up to $300. We ended up with a wet/dry vac, Mario got a jigsaw (which I really want to learn to use), a Dewalt radio (that charges with the tool charger), a hat/coat rack and other random stuff. We paid and rushed home and I changed. Mario stayed in his t-shirt and cargo shorts. I wanted to tell him to get a little more dressed up, but he was still fuming from having to wait so long at Ross so I just kept my mouth shut.

We finally made it to Kumori’s — 30 minutes late at that! I felt so embarrassed, especially since poor Pete had reserved the table since 7:30pm and he was there alone! I was nervous about trying the new food and I was afraid Mario wasn’t going to be a good sport, but I got the Fiesta Rolls and they were delicious! I have to cut them in half, which totally ruins the whole roll, but if I put the whole thing into my mouth it’s just wayyy too much stuff going on so I’d start getting tired of chewing LOL. Mario got spicy fried Calamari and it was delish. The misu soup was great and I really did have a great experience. We met Sally’s friends from work and their significant others and they were all really sweet. Each one of them let us try something and taught us how to eat whatever we were eating. I had an excellent time and Mario warmed up to everyone, thank goodness. He said he’d never try the sushi again, but he loved the calamari.

We took pictures outside and then left to Jalapeños, which is a bar and grill. I got to see Carmen and Karina again :). The girls kept trying to get me to dance, but I was stuck between Mario and Karina’s brother so I thankfully couldn’t get out. I’m not a dancer at all. I have no rhythm. Mario and I left to the bathroom once and when I came back they made me dance. I felt like a complete douchebag but I have to admit it was fun. The girls can dance though!

My feet were killing me by the end of the night. Well, not really the “end” of the night — I make it sound like we stayed there till it closed. No, this old lady was falling asleep by 11pm. We left at 11:30 since we still needed to stop by Wal-Mart and poor Mother was still with the kids. Jalapeños was quite an experience though. Live music by a cover band, loud and smokey. I hardly go to places like that but it was fun. I do love to talk and eat though and you couldn’t really do either.

We went to Wal-mart to get the rat bedding but not before I ran — barefoot — straight to the shoe department and got myself some new sandals for my aching feet. It was AWFUL. I’m never wearing those darn heels again! We got home at 1am (yes, we spent that long at Wal-Mart and then take into consideration the half hour drive home). I didn’t go to sleep till 1:30 since Alaethia woke up right when we got here.

There’d be no sleeping in the day of my birthday, the 14th. I got up early and got Mario’s things for work together and left with Mary at 8:15am. I didn’t have breakfast, which would have been my Special K cereal. Yadira asked Mary if she could stop by Aziz and pick up some tacos and cappuccinos for her and her co-worker. I ended up caving in and got a carnitas (fried pork) taco with a free 12 oz. cappuccino. I didn’t even know they did that!

We went straight to Mexico after that where Yazmin was getting her braces adjusted. They took forever. When she was finally let out we went to the candy store. I found no Darth Vader bags but got $35 worth of candy, which I think was pretty darn good. We went to get cigarettes for Mario and instead of getting him just a few boxes I got him a whole case, is it? I was so proud of my decision, because it was a great deal (even Mary got some for Jorge), but when I took them to Mario later we realized I got the wrong ones. Great. Our last stop was the pharmacy, where we picked up birth control and chips. The wait for crossing the bridge was almost an hour long. While we were waiting Mary bought me a fruit cup. I tried to enjoy it but the man drowned it in chile!

Mario called when we were finally driving back over here and asked if I wanted to be dropped off so we could go to lunch at Jesse’s (one of my favorite Mexican restaurants) to celebrate my birthday. I said Sure! On the way there Mary asked what I wanted to do. I already felt a little sad that nobody asked if I wanted to get together or anything during the week. Usually everyone’s birthdays are planned days, even weeks ahead of time and this year nobody bothered to ask. I really did feel shitty. Since we didn’t have plans Mario and I decided we’d go eat at Olive Garden with friends and have lunch with the kids. Well, since it was already lunchtime and we weren’t with the kids it threw everything off. I didn’t want to spend all kinds of money on dinner, even though it was my birthday. I wanted it to go as planned, but let’s face it: it never does :(. After I told Mary my plans she said she needed to call everyone and tell them about not going over for ice cream cake, which is what she was planning. I immediately felt guilty and thought of the kids and how I hadn’t seen them since the night before so I decided not to go to the Olive Garden. I would have felt guilty spending MORE money what with Jaylen’s party the next day. So I decided to have the Dairy Queen ice cream cake after all.

I was dropped off and as soon as I get inside the shop Mario asks, “Did my Mom leave yet?” I say yes and ask why. He says because he got the shaft and got busy doing a custom job with one of the guys. I told him he should have called me to let me know not to stop by but he said he didn’t even have time. I walked around the shop for a while and then Mario took me to the breakroom. He said he’d try and finish as quick as possible. I spoke to Mayra for about an hour to pass the time. And he still wasn’t being let go for lunch. I tried my hardest not to get frustrated but my patience was wearing thin. I kept thinking, “It’s my birthday for Chrissake!” and started feeling really moody and emotional. He peeked around the door when I started feeling like this and asked me if I wanted to leave or pick something up for us to eat. I said no, I’d wait. I didn’t want to have to pick something up and eat in the darn breakroom and I mean, c’mon? How was I going to just leave with his car? How would he go to lunch when they finally decided to let him out? So I waited. After another half hour I got tired of waiting and got ready to leave. As I’m walking towards the shop to find Mario I feel a lump the size of a tennis ball form in my throat just thinking of how shitty it was going to be that I had to go home and how awful my whole birthday was going to be. As I’m blinking away tears two girls from the store are approaching me as they’re making their way to the breakroom. Then a whole bunch of people start meandering all over the place and suddenly want to talk when I have this darn knot in my throat. I couldn’t find Mario anywhere and I just wanted to leave. He never showed up and then it happened. The tears started flowing out. Stupid Transitions lenses; they don’t get dark enough. Everyone could tell I was bawling my eyes out. Mario finally appears and I ask him for the keys. He can see that I’m beyond frustrated so he goes to get them. He took forever. He’d clocked out and said we were leaving to eat immediately.

I’m still bawling as we arrive at Jesse’s. He was being an incredibly good sport though and was sort of just ignoring that I was silently crying. I kept trying to make myself stop but I just couldn’t! I didn’t even know WHY I was that emotional. Most of the time my plans are ruined anyway, not to sound so pessimistic but it’s true, and I can usually deal pretty well. But not this time. Mario continued to talk about things and was sort of trying not to mention what was going on so that I wouldn’t feel worse. He never once snapped at me and just let me bawl while looking over the menu. I made the poor waiter uncomfortable and everyone around us was just staring since we took a table that was in the center. Even the manager kept staring.

I calmed down since Mario kept carrying conversation but everytime I remembered something my lips would start quivering and the tears would flow again. And I swear, I wasn’t PMSing! I guess I just want to have a nice birthday, just one year, where everything goes right. Where it’s my day.

I did have some delicious beef enchiladas with salsa and guacamole. On the way back to drop him off I appologized for being such a pain and he was very understanding. When we leaned over to hug eachother he said, “It’s okay. It’s your birthday and you can cry if you want to.” That’s why I married the man.

I was tired and still feeling down so I was dreading having to go to Party America, but I had to find goody bags for the party. I called Ricci to ask how many children she was bringing with her, because she has 3 girls of her own and I wasn’t sure how many sons her ex-mother-in-law had (she was sending them with her). She said she’d most likely make it, so I added 5 extra goody bags to the list. I planned on only making 20, but since I added 5 more I figured I’d just make 30, just in case, since most of the candies come in even numbers and sometimes people bring extra kids.

I browsed through the entire store and found some Darth Vader bags hidden on an endcap. 8 baggies for $3 — um, no thanks. I figured I’d just buy black ones to match Darth Vader, and I found some: 20 bags for $1.79. I got 2 packs, a ribbon that said “Birthday Boy!”, some candles and some Spiderman cupcake cups since I was making some for Jaylen’s class on his actual birthday, Wednesday the 15th.

I called Mom and Mary to let them know I was on my way home. As I’m getting into Sharyland I realize I forgot to get something in town the day before: diapers for Alaethia and…there’s something else, but I couldn’t remember.

I cut through three lanes of traffic (safely, of course) to get to the exit for Target. I bought a white tank top to go under some of my new blouses (why’s everything so darn see-through these days?), the diapers, an outfit for Alaethia for Sunday, and some other random junk. When I’m getting home I suddenly remember what I needed to get: shirts for the boys for the party! I’d have to go back the next morning.

I spent the rest of the day moping around and then making the party bags for Jaylen’s party. It was a disaster. I realized some of the candies I’d bought, some I remember from childhood, were completely dried up. No wonder the darn man at the candy shop sold them to me for so cheap!

The bags were so narrow that the darn chip bags wouldn’t fit into the goody bags so I had to leave them out. Grr. I didn’t even buy party favors or anything since I was so sure the bags would be nice and full. They looked really empty, especially since I made the 30 bags. If I’d made the original 20 there would have been plenty to double up with and make nice, full bags.

Mario called around 7pm to pick him up. John volunteered to go with me. He made me laugh all the way over there and we even vented about how crappy our birthdays have been the past few years. It was mostly my fault his birthday sucked last year. I was working and the boys had dentist appointments and John took them for me when all he wanted to do was spend the day at the mall and have some cake. But he got no cake either :(.

I was laughing the whole time we were in the car waiting for Mario. As usual, they tell him he can go and then hold him up. When Mario finally got into the car he said they could all hear me laughing hysterically. When John’s trying to sing songs in Spanish, you just can’t help but laugh that way LOL.

We came home and then we had some Ice Cream Cake. Best thing EVER. Annie, Cat and the kids came over and so did Elda, Jose, Jorge and all the kids. Yadira, Tommy and their kids were already heading to dinner instead of coming over to have cake, which made me feel a little worse, but they ended up coming over. I tried to forget about everything that happened that day, though, and slapped on a fake smile. I didn’t even take decent pictures. I had no desire to put makeup on or anything =\. And now I regret it.

This’ll be it for now. I’ll update again later about Jaylen’s party on Sunday up until today. This blog got incredibly long and I don’t know how much longer Mario can keep Alaethia calm and quiet. She’s been cooing like crazy lately and has actually laughed a few times! Especially when I nibble in her neck. She’s also got this weird habit of wanting to be in her swing with a throw pillow on her lap. It’s the only thing that’s calmed her down for a nap lately. Being carried by Daddy helps, too.

I’m in shock that Jaylen’s FIVE already. Everyone always asks if he’s the older one and my heart sinks with panic when I say, “Nope, he’s the youngest boy!”

Oh, and Eenan has his first crush. My kiddos are growing so fast :(.

Darn Internet Explorer. I was just writing about how lazy and unmotivated I’ve felt to blog or be online in general and it goes and dies on me when I’m halfway done with a post. That doesn’t exactly make me want to update more, now does it, Internet Explorer?

Not only have I felt lazy, but having a 1 month old baby doesn’t really give me time to update or read my favorite blogs, either. I’m only doing so now because Mom’s feeding her at the moment.

I guess I’ll rewind to Saturday, when Alaethia turned 1 month old :). We had a horrible night that night and the morning wasn’t any better. It was awful and I’ll never forget it. The only thing that made it better was hearing the little, high-pitched tired wail she gives when she’s tired of crying. It’s the cutest sound ever, and no matter how sleepy and frustrated I am from lack of sleep it always makes Mario and I laugh.

We luckily got to sleep in a little late once all the drama was over, since it was Saturday after all, and Mario had gotten the day off for the funeral. We got up around 11am and I took a shower while Mario rushed to JC Penny to buy a new black dress-shirt and belt. I ironed everything, left my hair curly since I didn’t have time to flat-iron it, and once Mario was done we left with Noelia to the funeral home. I was going to take Alaethia with me, but since it was already in the high 80s by noon I figured I’d leave her with Mom and the boys.

We didn’t make it to Tia Alicia’s final viewing but at least we made it extra early for the Mass. It was so depressing and sad, as funerals usually are, but Mario at least got to see relatives he hadn’t seen at all while they’ve been here. The procession made its way to the cemetary and we stayed briefly since it was too hot for the rest of the kiddos.

We came home and Mario and Noelia went to Star’s and ordered for everyone. We ate and then went to Tio Tavo and Tia Gloria’s house, where all the relatives were meeting. We chatted with everyone and I was complimented several times how nice I looked for Alaethia being one month old. Most, like Lisa, Tia Aurora and the group that was sitting at the kitchen table with Jennifer said it didn’t even look like I just had a baby. It’s nice to get compliments like that, especially since I was already starting to feel flubbery. I get no time to exercise and I haven’t exactly been watching what I eat so I need to get on the ball. I’ve only got 3 months till I have to pick out my Matron of Honor dress for Noelia and Andy’s wedding. I don’t want to look like a badly-packed sausage :(.

Mario was planning to stay behind with Jorge and Annie for a while longer but I needed to leave since I was already late to Ricci’s party. I gathered the kiddos and picked Mom up when I get a call from him that he’s on his way and he’ll be accompanying us. Awesome! I didn’t expect him to go at all.

I’m so glad he went, since Ricci lives pretty far and I can’t see down that road at night since I’m still adjusting to these darn glasses. We arrive and there’s already people there. Ricci brings us probably the best Frijoles a la Charra (aside from Taqueria El Molcajete) that I’ve ever eaten. They had little chunks of bacon, or fat, whatever you want to call it LOL. She served us huge plates of food and the kids had a blast running around the house looking at the goats, chickens, turkey, piglets, cows and whatever other animals were behind the house. Alaethia was an angel the whole time we were there and only fussed for a few seconds while I prepared her bottle when it was time for her to eat.

Rachelle looked like a little princess in her dress. I can’t believe I only haven’t seen her in a little under a year and she’s grown so much! After all the kids had broken the piñata, gotten candy bags and had cake the boys needed to go to the bathroom so I took them. When we came out all hell had broken loose. Goyo’s sister had picked up Kylie, Ricci’s 6 month old daughter with Goyo, because she was sick and they were going to either take her to the doctor or buy her medicines. Well, it had been hours so Ricci was getting worried and called to see what was going on. Apparently Goyo was saying he wasn’t going to take her back so of course Ricci was livid. She was still distraught when we were leaving so I wished her the best, but he did end up returning her and she was fine. Grr. They do that crap just to see how much drama they can stir up. To see how pissed or scared they can make Ricci.

We got home and Mario spent some time with Jorge before he left in the morning. I put the kiddos to bed and we decided to watch Friends with Money when he came back inside. I don’t like how the movie ended (I hate cliffhangers. I need to know exactly what happens!), but it was a great movie overall. There was a part in the movie where a couple are writing a book together and I tell Mario, “You know, it’s silly, but…nah, nevermind.” He pauses the movie and asks, “No, tell me. What?” I prop myself up with my elbow and face him and say, “I’ve always wanted to write a book. Or a story, doesn’t matter. I’ve got some ideas, but I’m not exactly very eloquent with words. I wouldn’t know how to start or how to make the story flow, y’know what I mean?”

He says, “That’s a great idea, Babe. I never knew that. I think you should. If anything, I could help you. What are some ideas.”

So I tell him of two I’ve had for years and he says they’re both good, although one sounds like something too commonly written about. I told him I’d like to write maybe an autobiography, or a story about our lives and he says, “I’ve always thought you’d do that.” Aww. He’s so supportive I could smooch him. I did, actually. On the forehead.

Sunday night with Alaethia was a little better and we got to sleep in late again. I woke up to an empty house: Eenan was at Mary’s and Jaylen and Mario had gone to McDonald’s for breakfast. When they got back we got ready to leave to town.

We went to Target where the boys took forever picking out a toy each, Mario got something for his Boost phone, we went to Circuit City to buy DVD+Rs and then went to get some meat to Bar-b-q.

We got home and Mario got the fire started while Mom and I went to Dollar General for some chips and salsa. It was such a nice day out for a bar-b-q, warm and breezy.

I think I spent most of Monday trying to clean and organize. I also cleaned the DVDs off my computer. I had, like, 30 movies on there, 15 on each harddrive and my harddrives were full. I braved it and started recording them and it actually worked! It didn’t shut down once in the two days it took me to get them all recorded. I wonder what the heck the problem was before then? The kids have been playing games online and the computer’s been fine, when before it would shut down after 10 minutes of game play. *shrug*

After both the kids had come home from school on Tuesday and had gotten their homework done, John and I left the kids with Mom while we made a quick stop at the tile store to buy some 1 inch tiles I need for the bathroom. Well, it was supposed to be a quick stop. We went to Ferro Block where I found some cute clear frosty tiles. When I asked about them they told me they had no 1 inch tiles at all and those frosted ones I liked? They weren’t working with that company anymore. Great.

We passed by Tile City, which was closed and then went to Lowe’s. They had nothing. I called to Home Depot so we wouldn’t have to make a trip there and they had nothing as well. We tried Michael’s last, where they had some 1 inch tiles but they were dark blue and I want something light. I considered getting the 1 inch mosaic tiles but I figured it wouldn’t be a good idea since the area gets really wet all the time and I don’t know if the mosaics would be good for the bathroom. I’ll have to read up on it. Needless to say, I was really disappointed and wasted 2 hours of my life. And gas, too. Thankfully, I got home with enough time to make dinner and bathe the boys.

Off topic: My God. I’m watching Maury and holy cow! New York’s (Flavor of Love, I Love New York) done bought herself some new boobies O_O. Those things did not look like that on her show!

Anyway, I had my 1 month postpartum check-up yesterday. I’m still at 119 lbs., got the OK to get on birth control, got the OK to be intimate with the hubs (woo hoo!), and got some new meds prescribed; new cold medicine and antibiotics for the horrible toothache my darn wisdom tooth’s brought on. I NEED to go get them all ripped out, even if I have to go to Mexico again :(.

I took Alaethia in, too, since she ended up catching my cold. She now weighs 8 lbs. 11 oz. and is 20 1/2 inches long–she grew half an inch since the last time, aww. Laura, our nurse, said she’s gonna be little like her mom LOL.

We got our prescriptions and headed to H-E-B. I refused to go back to the Saenz Pharmacy since they take about an hour to fill 1 darn prescription. I take the prescriptions to the pharmacy and they tell me it’s a ONE HOUR WAIT. Darnit. Mom and I both needed to get a few groceries anyway, so we shopped around while we waited for the medications. Jaylen, whom I’ve been having a bit of trouble with lately, was an absolute horror the whole time we were there so that helped us waste some time, too. After an hour of walking around we paid and went back to the pharmacy. They weren’t ready. They needed another 20 minutes. Grr. I sit there, waiting, looking deranged since Jaylen was still having his fits in the cart. After a while though, he kept himself busy with a little book he found and we waited some more. We waited for ANOTHER HOUR and when the guy calls me over he says one of mine wasn’t available. I could have slugged him. It took that long to get two prescriptions filled. I understand that they need to count and make sure everything’s right, but my God, two hours?!

We’re on our way home and I get a call from Noelia around 2:30. She says our door was wide open and that she closed it for us! I’m so glad she was home–who knows if some stranger would have, for some reason, come around my apartment and seen the door open! I don’t know how long it was open though, so I could imagine the flies and bugs that probably flew in, ick.

I eat a quick lunch because I was starving, feed Alaethia and then Mom stayed with the kids while I picked up Eenan and Brandon. While I was waiting for them I get a call from Ricci. She says she’d stopped by to see me but we weren’t home and that my door was wide open. This was around 1:30! She says she used my bathroom, and I go on and on expressing how worried I was about how long the door’d been open. I ask her how she’s doing and my heart sinks when I hear her sobbing. She’d stopped by her Grandmother’s after she’d left my house and they all treated her badly. They laughed at her. She said she needed to talk but she was on her neighbor’s phone since hers is still not working so I offered to go over.

I made sure Eenan did his homework because he’d forgotten it the previous day. He’d forgotten it 3 times last 6 weeks and finally got his act together when it came to his compositions and made All A Honor Roll again, yay :). We couldn’t find Brushka’s kittens all morning and while I was talking to Mario on the phone I swore I heard a meow. I looked in the closet in the living room but found nothing. A few minutes later I heard another meow so I reached my arm as far back into the closet as I could and felt my fingers brush something soft. I grab it, and it’s a gray kitten LOL. Brushka must have taken the opportunity to bring them all in while the door was open! All of the kittens were in there. The last one I got out was the white one, the one who’s father is most definitely Artemis. He’s fluffy and looks like a huge bear LOL.

I packed Alaethia’s things up and we get ready to leave. The boys, of course, didn’t want to go with me and I figured if I wanted to have a quiet talk I should leave them with Mom. Mom tells me to have a good time and drive safely.

I get to Ricci’s and we have a good, long talk. She gives me more of a backstory on everything that happened between her and Goyo and goes into detail about what happened at her Grandma’s. She’s upset and crying and asks, “Why are they like that? Why do they have to be that way?” and I tell her, “There’s just evil people in this world, unfortunately. That’s what they are, Ricci. They don’t care about anyone but themselves. It’s not anything you did.” She realizes that hey, maybe I’m right. Maybe they are just like that. I tell her I want to see her succeed and rub it in all their faces and that she better not ever take that dumbass back. I hope she can get the job she wants. I hope she can better her life for her and her girls. And I hope, that no matter what happens between Goyo and Ricci’s aunt (the one he left her for), no matter if he goes crawling back that she refuses to take him back. He’s the damn reason she changed last year. He’s the reason I had to be the one worried about her missing school and driving her around–because he could have given two shits about all that.

I got home and we had a quick dinner of sandwiches. Mom had already set the shower for the boys so they were nice and clean by the time I got home. Mario got home and watched the George Lopez comedy thing after the boys were in bed. Alaethia had gone to sleep too, so we found it the perfect opportunity to spend some alone time together ;). I was so giddy–I felt like a teenager all over again LOL.

As for today, I’m feeling really…blah. I had about four hours sleep last night due to Alaethia’s screaming. I did get her to sleep in the crib, but it was for a very short hour and a half =\. I was too exhausted the rest of the night to bother putting her in it. I swear it’s like she’s 5 months old already. She spends all day awake and still doesn’t sleep for long at night. How do other mothers do it?! I’ve had what seems like 5 month old newborns with all my kids!

I’ve felt the same laziness with my Spring Cleaning (and basic, every day cleaning) as I’ve had with blogging. I’ve completely lost the motiviation to continue with my decorating and organizing. I have all these ideas, all these things I want to do and I’ve done zip since Monday. I went through most of the stuff in my closet and although I did get rid of a lot of stuff, all the stuff I decided to keep that goes on shelves is strewn all over my bedroom floor. As much as I don’t want to, I need to get to that today. When Ricci’d told me she came in to use the bathroom I instantly felt so embarrassed–I have clean laundry that needs to be put away draped all over the back of the futon >_<. Other than that, the house is clean, but still, clothes everywhere makes any place look messy. I should eat some lunch since I have to pick Eenan up from school in a bit. See how lazy I feel? I don't even want to make myself anything!

Before I start complaining about my weekend 😛 I’d like to thank everyone for the well wishes :). I’m finally feeling much, much better. I can breathe through both nostrils!

I’m hating Roadrunner right now. For the past 3 days we’re connected for about 10 minutes (sometimes only 5) and then it’s out for about 20-30 minutes. Argh! A technician’s supposed to stop by sometime today but of course you never know when they’ll actually get here. With my luck, it’ll be while I’m out picking up the boys. Grr.

The last time I updated we were about to leave to visit Gramma and run all these errands. (Didn’t get the chance to vent about that evening when I wanted to since RR was off and on all darn night.) We visited Gramma for a good, solid hour. It was nice sitting there with her, chatting. The boys were incredibly well-behaved; they even shared her breakfast table and drew pictures while she watched.

We took her Christmas decorations down and put them away. Mom was looking through her clothes, putting stuff back on hangers when she notices this maroon velour hoodie sweatshirt that we hadn’t seen before. She asks if Aunt Nora gave it to her and Gramma says, “No. Yajaira gave me that one.” I tell her, “No Gramma, we gave you a solid red one.” I pull out the red sweatshirt we’d given her for Christmas and she says, “Oh…well, I guess just put the other one there.” Mom tries it on her and it’s a size too small. All the years I’ve known Gramma, she’s been a size Medium. She’s put on some weight the past few months since she’s been at the nursing home and she’s now a size Large. It thrills me to say this since she was so thin and fraile back in 2004 when she first moved to the nursing home. She’s our little linebacker now :).

We left Gramma’s and went to Walmart, where I got a few things we needed and we walked away with yet another Beta fish. Eenan was jealous that Mom had gotten one for Jaylen, so he asked her for one and of course the woman said she’d get him one. He got a red one and I got them some new glass bowls and pebbles. The cool thing is they both fit on the little “hutch” on their desk so they hopefully won’t knock them over. They’ve been doing pretty good so far with feeding them once in the morning and once at night :).

Mario called while I was at Walmart and asked if I could drop some money off to him at work. I had the darn Senta and Mario failed to tell me that it’s really hard to turn the wheel to the right. Something having to do with the transmission. When I’m trying to turn to the right to get on the frontage road, I get stuck there! I can’t turn the wheel, so there I am, sticking out several feet into the frontage road while crazy Shary Road traffic is turning in. I step on the gas as soon as I get a chance before someone slams into me. Stupid car. If it’s one thing that gets me into a bad mood is being seconds from getting killed because of that damn car.

I get to Mario’s work and lo and behold, he’s out to lunch. I call him, frustrated, and he tells me to leave the money with one of his friends. Fine. I look at the clock and it’s 1pm. I’m starving and so are the kids and we still need to go to Aunt Nora’s. We stop by Taco Bell and get some tacos, nachos and drinks and I call Aunt Nora when we get on the road again.

She’d told me they usually go out in the evening, so we figured we’d go during the day. Turns out she was leaving the house at that exact moment and said she’d call me when she was back.

I’m fuming once again and am even more annoyed that I spent $10 (as little as that is) on Faux Mexican Food for nothing. Had I known she wasn’t going to be there we could have just come straight home and had lunch here.

I start hacking up a lung so I ask mom to pass me my drink. I feel something cold on my belly, but I assume it’s the cold cup so I keep drinking. When I start feeling really cold I stop drinking and look down; there’s a puddle of Raspberry Iced Tea on my boobs and belly. GREAT. We checked the cup and the lid’s fully on and there aren’t any cracks, yet I somehow managed to spill about a cup of it all over myself. Stupid thing.

We got home and ate and I tried my hardest to calm down and be in a good mood. Aunt Nora didn’t end up calling and there was no way I’d drive at night if she had, so we chilled out here at home and I made Chicken Alfredo Pasta for dinner. Eenan ate and then went over to Mary’s to sleep over and Mario, Jaylen and I stayed up watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets LOL. It was supposed to be night 1 of getting the kids used to falling asleep early but that didn’t happen. Not for Jaylen anyway. He likes to cuddle with us when we’re watching TV :).

We woke up considerably early on Sunday morning, again because of all the noise outside our bedroom. We got up, took showers and ate breakfast (barbacoa tacos) then we headed to Home Depot (with Jaylen only, Eenan was in town with my in-laws) and bought some materials so Mario would finish up the shelves in the bathroom, to get rid of the rackety, flimsy over-the-toilet shelf we currently have our towels stored in. (Of course, Mario never actually got around to building the shelves. Grr.)

We bar-b-q’d later on during the day and learned all about some family drama that’s still going on. I don’t want to air out any dirty laundry, but Jesus, people just need to grow the eff up! I can only see absolute disaster happening (more than it has already) if people don’t learn how to control their tempers =\.

I shall continue the rest of my entry about yesterday (Monday) when Roadrunner stops pissing me off. I wanted to take a nap, but I’m waiting for that darn technician. Ah! Speaking of the devil, they just called to confirm the appointment. Thank GOD.