Today was too crazy, for me to set aside time to draw.
It was a Daddy day. So anything to do with mama was “the end of the world!” And dad slept in until 10am. So a few hours of just misery.
I had to make dinner early so the hubby could take some to work tonight. So of course that meant dishes…my meaning of life. 😖
Nap time. Mama was wanted. 🙄
Daddy left for work…”END OF THE WORLD” naughty baby to the extreme. Her answer when I told her stop doing that, “Dada yeah, dada yeah.”
Supposedly everything she does, dada would say yeah! 😩
I did one productive thing…I entered various recipes I had randomly jotted down. 😎
Only to finish, walk over, and see her pouring her milk on her puzzle…🤯 Time out! guess what…
“END OF THE WORLD”
When is this day going to be done…I’m done.
Enjoy your Saturday night! I will probably be suffering; meaning, someone out there in the world should have a good night! Please do!!
On the IHOP kids menu there was a question “What would your band name be?” I said “Pizzaaaaaa” said exactly like that. I thought that was a good name.
My husband and I were walking out of IHOP and saw a restaurant called Staggering Ox. Then our previous discussion came back…
“What about…Drunk Cow,” my suggestion.
“What about Staggering Sow,” his suggestion
“Beer Beef,” me.
My band name is now Drunk Cow. I like that….
Another strange discussion from my husband and me. 🤓
I made a dumb deal with my husband when the baby was born…I would change all the diapers but he has to deal with any dead animals, spiders, etc. I thought it was a great deal in the beginning but now my life is forever diaper based. 😓
He occasionally does it…begrudgingly, but he does.
I tried to make this task not so dreary; I put the trash can away from my changing station. Mostly I did that to keep the trash can away from my smart cookie, but I try and make the diapers in with a toss. However I’m realizing that if I miss I need to walk over and throw it away quickly, because I’ve caught my sneaky thing trying to grab them through the gate.🤢 Not something a baby should play with.
It used to be basketball…swish, swish. Now it’s diapers…smelly, smelly.
It’s a great feeling when someone doubts you, and you prove them wrong exponentially.
We had a project of doing our concrete patio slab. And originally my husband was going to do it himself, but someone said we should have a team of five guys helping…so of course five guys turned into me with the baby on my chest.
And you must know I have never done concrete work before. He woke me up 20min before the truck was showing up saying he is going to need some help.
But the truck driver also was surprised that my husband didn’t have extra help, and was more surprised when I was there to help with a baby strapped to my front. The man also said that it would be an all day project.
However, much to his dismay, we got it all spread out in one hour. The truck got there at 9:30 and left at 11:00. Haha ‘all day project’ nope.
So I guess my husband, me and the baby is enough to do 450 sq feet. I felt super spiffy.
So now that man can go back to his business astonished; and if he ever sees workers slacking off he can tell them about the time he saw a husband and his wife, with the baby, do a patio slab themselves.
The driveway is the next project, and that will be easier. 😎
Lack of sleep.
Loss of clearity.
Attained some pain,
Exhausted my body power,
Elminated all sleep .
Gained milk weight,
Ghastly battle scare.
Loves my little one greatly.
Accepted happily title, mama.
Excited to watch her grow up.
Got one happy daddy.💕
Since my hubby works long hours also along with a crazy schedule; I was getting lonely. I am a people person to a point. I don’t like quiet. I will contradict that statement: I like alone time but only so much.
So we decided to add to the family. Even though we have our first on the way; I needed some company sooner. We got two.
Her name is Pickles. She was super shy when we got her. She came from an animal shelter. It was a happy place for an energetic dog but not a shy one. She has grown to love us these past seven days. She now wants all the attention and she is a little bit of a trouble maker. The only sound she has made is small whimpers when she needs to go to the bathroom or some barking when she is defending her brother.
His name is Moose. He was also super shy. He is eight weeks old. He seems like he has never had a loving home. So we want to give him one; ten times over.
After we got them I was having severe allergies. I knew it was not because of them because it was a different allergy.
So it turns out down by the Yellowstone river there are hundreds of cotton wood trees. I have discovered I am super allergic to cotton trees blooming. It has passed though. Thankfully I moved up after the bloom; however, now I know May/ June will be difficult. The small town feel out ways the other difficulties we might face.
Have a wonderful Tuesday.
(I had to check the calendar because here the days quickly morph into each other.)
I am sorry to my followers…I will finish the story tomorrow, but I have had a long strenuous weekend. One fourteen hour day and one twelve hour day to be exact. Not relaxing hours, but doing hard work…
This is our trailer to take my hubby from point A to point B in a more affordable way…but it needed some love.
My husbands mind is amazing, because he has been telling me all the designs and what he was going to do, and I thought I understood but I didn’t. It was much more amazing than I had thought of…😎
My job was to grind down the rust on the cross beams that were broken. I started with this air grinder one for a while but I advanced up to a heftier one after a while.
So as much as I want to continue the story I am pooped and if I tried to write today the story would end just like how I am feeling. So I’m going to give myself a day to recoup and I’ll finally finish the story tomorrow. Again I am sorry, but I’m exhausted.
What do you think of my Saturday attire…😜 I was pretty much wearing this throughout both days…