Pampered, Refreshed and Mother's Day

Ok, so I am not the most pampered girly girl. I'm trying to be better about it. Those that know me best know that I like jeans and t-shirts and always dress very casual. (I am slowly trying to break that habit, but it's hard). Don't laugh, but I just redeemed a gift certificate today that I got for Mother's Day LAST YEAR. Yep, I am a total slacker, but I feel like I can't find the time sometimes. I know it's not a good enough excuse, but today I vow to get better at treating myself more often. I went to a local day spa and had a great experience with a mani and pedi. The girl that did it was super nice, very soft spoken and very gentle. I'm not much for someone messing with my toenails as they are uber sensitive, but I felt comfortable with the tech and she worked with me. I have this thing with toenails. It's a long story and those I work with know that very well. I've been like that since I was very young. I would recommend this place to others even though I can't figure out if the receptionist was just snooty or if she was just busy. I can definitely see myself splurging to go there for special treats. As I am typing I keep looking at the purdy pink toenail polish...
Mother's Day was pretty uneventful this year. I made my hubby go to some stores with me as we haven't had much time to do things with the kids being super busy with sports and activities. I didn't drag him to girly stores or anything. He should feel blessed as I love going to Lowe's. We then went to the grocery store and a drugstore so that I can try and start battling the blinding white skin I seemed to have inherited from the irish side of my family. It gets pretty embarrassing at times. We then went over to the in-laws for dinner to get together with everyone. It was very pleasant. I honestly can't say I got any gifts from my family. Yeah, they can be kind of slack, but it's not all about the material things. All of them except the grumpy teenager wished me a happy mother's day so that was good enough. Then last night the hubby surprised me with this fabulous little laptop that I mentioned I thought would be handy to have to take with me for work and whatever. It's so light and cute and something that's all mine! It doesn't have the same GB and all that other stuff, but it suits my purposes just fine. Now I don't have to steal the grumpy girls' laptop. Hey, maybe she'll be happy about that, huh? One can only hope...

Hot, Tired, and Annoyed

It is pretty humid and hot today. Not sure of the temp, but it just feels sticky hot to me and I normally don't complain about it. We decided to move a bunch of stuff today as we only have a few weeks left before we have to be out of our rental. At least there was a nice breeze going, but it was sticky hot. It didn't help that I am completely exhausted by now from the heat but also from the fact that a certain teen of mine had her sibling's cell phone when she was not supposed to last night. Said teen decided to text and what not on the phone while her friend was here earlier in the evening. (All this because I have custody of her cell for the moment.) Anyhoo, she decided to be, let's say, not smart, and leave the phone open when she went to bed. The phone somehow decided to dial my hubby's cell phone at 130 AM. Are you freaking kidding me?? So the hubby gets up and starts ranting and flipping lights off and on, etc. After almost 45 minutes the phone mysteriously re-appears and I'm all awake and ranting by now. So, we both didn't fall back asleep til almost 4AM. Nice...Then somehow I went to the house with three kids and came back with five. How did that happen?? I did however, get to play with cutie pie nieces for awhile. They can always put a smile on your face with their funny expressions...

I need to be extremely careful these days...

What in the world is happening to my family?? First, the youngest scrapes his entire leg outside. Then the husband decides the slice three of his fingers at work, one of them probably needed stitches. His response? "I just super-glued it together." Nice... Then the oldest steps on a tape dispenser that holds packing tape and slices her foot, not once, but also sliced the second foot since she decides not to move it the first time. There are only two of us left that have escaped injury thus far. Will our luck continue?

This is straight from a 15 year old honor student...

Do I even need to say anything else???

The weekend...

It's Sunday here and I should be more productive today as we're hoping to move a good chunk of our things next weekend. I just can't get motivated to do it today. I worked yesterday and when I work an extra day I am usually pretty drained, but I must get some things done. I've already done three loads of laundry, I just need to fold them. I've cleaned one of our bathrooms, washed and cleaned the kitchen, too. I guess I'll take a break as I can't do much with four boys yelling and screaming/laughing as they're playing video games. The rain is keeping them inside so it's kind of hard getting into the groove of cleaning. I'll get some stuff done as moving is a motivation.
We've finally got all of the painting done in the living room and the dining room. I even broke down and painted our bedroom which I swore I would not do. I just couldn't take the color anymore. However, I refuse to paint the awful paneling we have in two of the other rooms-Lord knows I was tempted to start but I restrained myself. Hopefully we'll get the counters in the kitchen done soon as it looks pretty nasty in there. Maybe next weekend-it should be a pretty easy project. One can only hope...

House Madness

So the drama of the termites and water damage has been finished. We FINALLY closed on our house on Thursday morning. There was one last mini-heart-attack on the day of closing, but we decided it was better to keep this house than walk away from it. The hubby thought it would be funny to text me at work and say that we're walking away from the table at closing because the seller's realtor didn't finalize her details correctly. I obviously didn't find that too amusing as the prior week was pure stress. Anyhoo, the house has so much potential. For the most part things were in good shape. It needs cosmetic things, but it's a way to make your house your own. But then I didn't particularly feel that way as we were painting on Friday afternoon. I had this color imagined somewhere in my scattered brain and went and picked it up in the afternoon. Well, to make a long story short it was nowhere near what I envisioned. It looked like mustard had been thrown all over the room. I started stressing more and more and poor hubby was trying to reassure me it looked good. Never trust a man's opinion when it comes to paint-I was thinking. So I decided to change the color. We found one and I really do like it. I wimped out and went with a neutral, but I have several other rooms to paint I was just wanting to get something on the walls. So, after one horrible color, a coat of primer, and then two coats of new color we have finished. I think it turned out really nice. Props the hubs, he even picked out a nice color for the dining room. We had a family member come over today and they stated, "you all paint so much." Helloooo, if your dining room was three shades of primary blue and looked like it belonged in a dorm room, you would be painting it too! We have two rooms of color down, now we only have three bazillion more. I think we're going to suck it up and hire a painter. I just want it done. Now. Hopefully the hubby will start work on the flooring in the dining and living rooms tomorrow. I, however, have to head to work. It will keep me sane-maybe....

Yesterday totally stunk...

The house buying process was going so smoothly until yesterday. Picture in your mind screeching car brakes and almost slamming into a brick wall. We were supposed to be closing on our house today(Tuesday) and the hubby called me yesterday at work and said we have to post-pone again. What now??!! Well, the bank decided to wait until Friday to start their termite inspection. Okay, but of course yesterday while they were finishing they found some proof that we had some of those lovely little critters. On top of it all, they found joist and water damage that our inspector somehow missed. The repairs that need to be made are to the tune of about $7,000. I felt the tears start to sting in my eyes so I had to hang up. Okay, what do we do now? Supposively since the bank owns the house they are supposed to take care of the cost. Yeah, right. Now on the day we're supposed to close I am sitting on pins and needles everytime the phone rings. This bank has never made a move that fast, it only took them about five weeks to approve our offer for the house. We have already given notice to our landlord that we will be moving and I WAS going to go the kid's schools and change the address and all that jazz, but I guess I will be putting that off for now. If the bank won't pay for all of the repairs, then we may have to walk away from this house. I will be so disappointed, but I know that means it wasn't meant to be. So, in my attempt to drown out my "funk" that I'm in I did an hour long work-out so I'm sure my booty will love me tomorrow. I was going to try yoga, but I can't shake the mood. Now, maybe I will focus my attention to doing some cleaning and laundry. Then again, maybe some Cold Stone Creamery ice cream would make things better...