Monday, June 1, 2009

Random Thoughts

I have a raging headache. Raging. But I keep forgetting to take something because my attention gets diverted and I'm just living with it until I sit still, like I am right now, blogging, and I think, dang! But I have a raging headache!

My girls are so beautiful. Seriously. BEAU.TI.FUL. Wow.

I hope I will always remember how cute Miss A is with her three upper teeth missing. Seeing her smile and talk make me happy, even when I'm vexed with her.

I do not understand Miss E. We got a drink today from Sonic, and they still use Styrofoam cups, and what does she do? Rips a hole in the middle of the cup so she can get to her slushy better. Oh. Honey. No. That just causes sticky drips and gets me IRRITATED and then we have to pull over on the side of the road. Darn it. Only, I didn't just say darn it. I asked her why she did it and she just tried to kiss me. I ended up chucking the slushie off the side of the highway and I had Miss E throw the cup away when we got home.

Sometimes, especially on days when I am feeling overwhelmed just by being out of the house for three hours, I think I am experiencing a bit of post partum depression. Something is out of whack. Or maybe I just feel overwhelmed because I am still getting used to my four girls with me all the time. Maybe it's like working out...you feel tired but before you know it, you don't anymore. Maybe?

Oy yoi yoi! I forgot we have a meeting with a financial planner tomorrow. He just called to confirm. It's free, I mean the meeting and stuff. If anyone needs some financial planning, we kinda do. But then I have to really be responsible for money I spend and I'm not sure I'm ready for that. For owning that. Being that kind of adult. Because it's such a weakness, my financial outlook. But I supposed I'd like Super J and myself to be able to retire someday.

I'm disgusted with current world events. And national events. No one is paying attention to the fact that America, home of the brave and capitalistic society is being forced into socialism. But it's happening. And so swiftly, too.

Miss A has just finished reading the first chapter in a book we got from the library. I am so proud of her. She got a Junie B. Jones book. Miss E got a non-fiction book about light and dark. This is a just description of my two eldest daughters.

When I get Miss Q out of her highchair after she's eaten or had a snack, she claps and smiles at me. Who doesn't like applause?

I have no clue what to make for dinner.

Maybe an ibuprofen casserole??? teehee.

3 comments:

Shari said...

Your girls are beautiful! And so are you, inside and out!

Adrienne said...

K, so last night right before bed, I was retelling Derek the E picking a hole in the Sonic cup and you pulling over and chucking the slushie off the side of the road, and we were BOTH busting up. Aw, honey, what would we all do without you??? I LOVE your candid blogging. Remember, if you THINK you're crazy, you're not. Them crazies THINK they're normal (BUAH HA HAHA), after all!

Bethany said...

I think your girls are hysterical. Even if it makes life challenging for you. My boys are exactly the same way, and i only have two of them (though they have begun asking for more. NOT LIKELY.) I hope your headache went away. I had one last night, too.