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On another note ... this is the first day this week hubby has been home in the morning. Small Fry has been eating whatever I've made for breakfast until today (she usually makes her own bacon and eggs), arguing with me over lunch, and then eating dinner. I understand she's sick but she is turning into more of a punk, pushing my limits to see how far she can. The new rule being instituted as of tomorrow is she's on her own for lunch, but if she chooses not to eat what I make the other two meals, she chooses not to eat. Yesterday, she had asked me to make egg mcmuffins for breakfast today -- I'd made them a different day and she liked them just fine. So I did because they don't take long and hey, both kids and I and hubby like them.

Guess who chose not to eat hers? GRRRR.

Later on, hubby came out and ate her sandwich, then started getting eggs ready to scramble. She asked for some. So he asked her "do you know how to scramble eggs" and she said "yes." he turned on the pan and walked away. So did she. Neither of them noticed until the smoke alarms started going off. He yelled at her and she was like "I didn't know you wanted me to DO it!"

He was mad about the $1 worth of ruined eggs. I was mad about my $100 pan. I still don't know if it's okay.

I are Smartt.

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8 things. I am supposed to post 8 facts about myself or habits I have, then tag 8 of you. I don't tag though, so it's up to you if you wanna or not.

1. I hear voices. Sometimes they are kids' voices calling "MOM!" and sometimes it is my husband, but usually it is these dang doctors just chattering at me all darn day.

2. I don't hate my husband's ex anymore. But she dang well better not try and lie to me again to make herself look like she's mother of the year.

3. Lortab used to make me hallucinate. Now it gives me migraines.

4. I am a slob. I will do laundry, but it rarely gets put away. The "public" areas of my house are usually in fairly decent shape, but the master bed/bath and the office are just toxic. According to my co-workers, I am a model wife and mother except for the slob thing. I make my kids food they like (we are currently taking turns with who gets to pick what for breakfast -- fortunately, they like each other's favorites, too). I cook food my husband likes. I make dinners for sick neighbors. I do the dishes and the laundry and clean the bathrooms and vacuum and I work full time, and at the end of the day, I still have time and energy to be with my husband. But on the inside, the fact that my office and bedroom and laundry are still not done, that I haven't read my scriptures for an hour a day, that I am not perfect, I feel like a failure.

5. Scary movies still give me nightmares. Scream masks kids wear at Halloween still give me the heebie jeebies.

6. I got a really bad sunburn in high school at band camp wearing a backless tank top. That night, I got stuck to my air mattress. Pain. Since then, I've usually worn sunscreen, but last weekend, even with SPF 50 sunscren, still got fried at the pool. I am currently peeling like mad.

7. I toured Germany and Austria at age 20 with my piano teacher and a handful of his students. We played various concerts and just had a ball. I would LOVE to go back with my husband, but he is currently a resident alien and can't leave the States.

8. I don't dig drama. But it keeps finding me.

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Friday Fave Five!!!

Hola! Thought I'd give this a whirl again, remind myself to be thankful for something ....

1. Puffs Plus tissues. Lurve the lotion.

2. NyQuil. hahahahaha.

3. Popsicles and ice.

4. Aleve.

5. Aloe vera.

So, the deal is, the sicker I get, the clumsier I am. Today, I'm pretty sick (#1, #2, and #3). I nearly broke a toe (#3, ice) and then later burned the pad of my right 4th finger (#3 ice, #4, and #5). It is quite awkward to type, but I have to work, so I am. And of course I'm blogging. Perish the thought that I'd skip this. lol.

Other than that ... Small Fry is also still sick. I txtd her mom this morning to see if she was better (selfish reasons, I want to know when I'll be back to normal) but she's "marinating in bed" so the weekend isn't looking that great.

Small Fry lost a tooth yesterday. Munchkin, of course, assured her yesterday the tooth fairy would find her even though she wasn't in Cali, because the tooth fairy always comes here. She has never had a tooth fairy visit before (thanks to her mother -- there is also no Santa or Easter Bunny at their house), so she was excited to find $2 under her pillow this morning.

I hope hubby gets home soon. I've been working an hour and then sleeping an hour all day. yeah, I haven't gotten much done. Bother.

Wow, I'm a fun drunk

So, I'm sick. I have this cold. I drank half a bottle of NyQuil last night (slight exaggeration). I remember crying at hubby last night because I am a PMS monster, an emotional mess, and then we went to bed.

At 2 a.m., when his alarm went off, I asked him, "Why are you naked??" He just looked at me. "Same reason you are, honey." That made sense, but I didn't realize I was naked, so I said, "Okay." and fell back asleep.

Around 8 this morning when I got up, I realized I was really naked. And then I remembered WHY I was naked. And blushed furiously. And then forgot about it until JUST NOW, as I started dozing off for my second nap this afternoon. And now I'm laughing hysterically at my drunk self and can't go to sleep. Dang.

Butterflies!

"I'm bored. I need entertainment."

This is a familiar refrain this week.

Per her father's counsel, I asked, "If you were in Cali, what would you be doing?"

"I'd be outside playing with my friends."

Oh my gosh, I'd been trying to get her to go outside for at least 10 minutes.

"Well then ... why don't you go outside and play with your sister?"

They did. In fact, they grabbed Munchkin's butterfly catcher which her first-grade teacher gave her, and they proceeded to catch a pretty yellow butterfly (dang it, should've snapped a picture). They brought it in to show me, took it outside, released it, and then caught a monarch and brought it in to show me. On their way out with that one, Small Fry said, "I almost caught a bee, too." aaaaaa. "Well, if you catch one, don't bring it in to show me." "How about a wasp?" accompanied by a smirk.

Man she's a tease.

I'm allergic. Which Munchkin knows, but Small Fry might not.

It's times like this where i just want to say, "Just don't kill your stepmother, please."

Today is going better. They weren't at each other nearly as much yesterday, but I'm sick with a cold (Small Fry's mom txtd me Monday to tell me she had one -- Small Fry and I both started with it on Tuesday) and hubby dropped some news on me Tuesday night, so yesterday was just NOT a good day and it was not the kids' fault. Just how it goes. But I had my brother, Lace, give me a priesthood blessing last night. After I finished having my breakdown last night and slept 8 hours, I woke up feeling a million times better today, hopeful, and like things are really going to be okay.

I love the gospel.

And ... Small Fry told me about a scary dream she had this morning about Satan trying to get her to follow him. She kept saying no and finally beat him up. It was an amazing teaching moment -- I just hope she got something out of our discussion and the scriptures we talked about.

I hate Satan

That is all.