I want off!!!!!

At work way to early today.

Forgot my breakfast on the counter, next to the coffee machine.

Called home to check on the boys, E was in a state of panic because the boys were not cooperating. Um ... they are 3 and 1 .... what the eff do you want them to do? Welcome to MY world buddy!

It is cold outside ... again.

It is raining outside ... again.

I feel like I am in a permanent state of repeat; on a merry go round that keeps passing the same stuff each and every time around ... except this merry go round NEVER stops!!!!

I have something to say

Mr. Al Gore you are an idiot. Seriously. A certified, 100% I.D.I.O.T. What is your big Nobel Prize winning thought? Global WARMING? Are you serious?

I could probably count on my ONE hand the number of days since May 1 that we have had normal temperatures. I could probably count on my TWO hands the number of times we have had sun.

I seriously do not think I can handle an entire Summer like this. It is depressing.

Why the hell did I move here again??????

Finally!

Little j will be 15 months old on the 14th of this month. He is a goofy little kid - he gets it. really, he does. He is smarter than he puts on. The only thing I have been waiting for is a word or two from him. A "mama" or "no" or more or SOMETHING.

We took a walk after dinner yesterday (even though it was COLD .... I truly don't think Summer will ever get to this God-forsaken area ... but that is another post for another day).

The boys were in the wagon. They both stayed home from school yesterday, little j had a fever on Tuesday and they wanted him out for 24 hours. Why is that? The kid never had another fever after that, it was only 101 (our doctor doesn't even consider it a fever till it hits 103) ... if I kept him home for every fever or booger falling out of his nose ... well, we would never go!

The boys were goofing around and enjoying themselves. We stopped off in our old neighborhood to say hello to a friend. Big J ran up ahead and little j wanted to follow. He looked up at me so I could carry him over. I said, "no, call J and he will stop."

So, loud and clear out came J's name from little j's mouth. It was the last 2 syllables; he said it twice. I about peed my pants.

So ... no "mama" or "cookie" .... but we have Big J and the most important thing in little j's life ..... I couldn't be prouder.