Haha, yeah right! So here's how the day has been spent...
Mommy is awakened by what she first to be hellish demonic screams. Upon fully awakening I realise it is Kaevuh (2, almost 3) collapsed in a pile near the door squealing. She can't get out. You see, my daughter is the fearless independent sort. She wakes up, rarely if ever wakes me up with her, and carries on about her business until I wake up. That is why our bedroom door locks.
I kind of grumble, and turn over. I refuse to aknowledge her when she behaves this way, so I lay and wait for her to calm down and ask me like a big girl to get up for breakfast. It takes a good 15 minutes, which daddy spends with a pillow pressed over his head. Believe it or not, that is a relatively uneventful morning.
Afterwards we decide to tear down the pool. We bought an Intex Quikset pool last week. It sucks. After first spending the afternoon digging in the yard to level the pool, we fill it up partially and run out of time. We head to bed to fill it the rest of the way the next day. It gets filled, no time to swim. The next morning we awaken to a collapsed, empty pool.
I assume it is unlevel, and the water shifted in the night. We debate all week on wether to tear it down, or dig it level and fill it up again. We decide to tear it down and return it. An $89 pool is NOT worth that much work. After dismantling it to return, we check the ground to learn that it is level. What the heck made the pool collapse? We speculate a disgruntled neighbor may have messed with it in the night (one seemed more than mildly irritated by it's presence for only God knows why) or possibly the neighbors dogs that run free may have tried to jump in. There is no leash law in out county, so a neighbors 4 large dogs run rampant in our yard frequently, and one is not even remotely friendly.
Either way we decide if the pool is that easy to collapse, it is not safe for the kids. What if it collapsed with the kids in it because they got a little rambunctious? Unacceptable in my opinion. The pool goes back to Toys-R-Us. Maybe we'll buy a real pool next year.
So... aside from the redneck pool in our back yard, as I am tearing down the pool my husband decides this is really a one person job and starts the mowing. My oldest daughter decides to ride with him. I expected fear shock, and much to my surprise she loved it. She sat in daddy's lap for a long time and mowed the yard.
This is my life living in a rural county..... Maybe I'll post a picture of that.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
First post.
First, I want to start by saying I totally rock at starting stuff, and I totally suck at upkeeping it. You HAVE been warned.
At anyrate some of you know me, some of you don't so I suppose a precautionary introduction is in order. I an Jennifer, most people just call me Jen. I am a 24 year old stay at home mom, and I am also a full time student with the University of Phoenix online. My family is a little more than strange to most. I mean the gas passing contests to see who can run the rest of the family out of the room are one thing, our family structure is another.
My husband, my 2 daughters, my dad, my brother, and myself share a house. Most people would think this ie either a little more than strange, or that we were having financial troubles. This is not the case. (Well okay, we are a lot strange but thats beside the point.) This is a voluntary situation. You see, about this time last year after deep debate over the economy and the good old days, we decided our family would work best together. I mean seriously, what ever happened to the days when your kids stuck around the family homestead with their spouse and children and we all worked together? That's what we are achieving here.
We share everything, including a family bank account and the responsibility of balancing it. We work together on everything (or try anyway) to keep our family comfortable. My girls love having Papaw and Uncle Chip around all the time. Everything just seems... happier... easier. Not to say we don't have our catfights and disagreements much like any other family.
Currently, we are expecting our third child (5th grandchild). We are in the process of a major undertaking here. The expecting status of this baby means we have got to get our home presentable for selling next year. We have converted the garage into a Man Cave/ Mother-in-law suite, we're cleaning up the yard, decluttering for the move, hopefully painting and replacing floor covering, and updating appliances. All in the hopes of getting a good price for our home next year so we can build an appropriately sized house for our family.
In addition to house stuff, the need for a bigger car has become more urgent. Considering my rear grows exponentially by the year, I haven't got much time left where I will fit between two carseats in the back, and even then we are short one seat for our current family size, and two when the baby comes. The need for a minivan is immenent, no matter how much denial we may be in. RIP my husbands manhood, I promise to at least pick out a manly color.
So there it is, I present to you... My family. We're not perfect, not even close. But we love eachother, and work everyday to maintain our structure. Some days are better than others, sometimes I want to pull my hair out. I wouldn't have it any other way though.
At anyrate some of you know me, some of you don't so I suppose a precautionary introduction is in order. I an Jennifer, most people just call me Jen. I am a 24 year old stay at home mom, and I am also a full time student with the University of Phoenix online. My family is a little more than strange to most. I mean the gas passing contests to see who can run the rest of the family out of the room are one thing, our family structure is another.
My husband, my 2 daughters, my dad, my brother, and myself share a house. Most people would think this ie either a little more than strange, or that we were having financial troubles. This is not the case. (Well okay, we are a lot strange but thats beside the point.) This is a voluntary situation. You see, about this time last year after deep debate over the economy and the good old days, we decided our family would work best together. I mean seriously, what ever happened to the days when your kids stuck around the family homestead with their spouse and children and we all worked together? That's what we are achieving here.
We share everything, including a family bank account and the responsibility of balancing it. We work together on everything (or try anyway) to keep our family comfortable. My girls love having Papaw and Uncle Chip around all the time. Everything just seems... happier... easier. Not to say we don't have our catfights and disagreements much like any other family.
Currently, we are expecting our third child (5th grandchild). We are in the process of a major undertaking here. The expecting status of this baby means we have got to get our home presentable for selling next year. We have converted the garage into a Man Cave/ Mother-in-law suite, we're cleaning up the yard, decluttering for the move, hopefully painting and replacing floor covering, and updating appliances. All in the hopes of getting a good price for our home next year so we can build an appropriately sized house for our family.
In addition to house stuff, the need for a bigger car has become more urgent. Considering my rear grows exponentially by the year, I haven't got much time left where I will fit between two carseats in the back, and even then we are short one seat for our current family size, and two when the baby comes. The need for a minivan is immenent, no matter how much denial we may be in. RIP my husbands manhood, I promise to at least pick out a manly color.
So there it is, I present to you... My family. We're not perfect, not even close. But we love eachother, and work everyday to maintain our structure. Some days are better than others, sometimes I want to pull my hair out. I wouldn't have it any other way though.
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