Red Pencil Diaries

I turned 37 last week. Not sure how I feel about that. I don’t feel 37, that’s for sure. I’m hoping I don’t look it either.

Dave was on a camping trip from Thursday through Sunday. It was just me and the kids, which made for one very tiring long weekend. And now it’s Tuesday and I’m still worn out. I did manage to get back to water aerobics class last night, which was wonderful. I’ve lost a pound and a half since Saturday! And it felt good to get moving again. But today, I just can’t get in motion. I somehow feel like the wind has been knocked out of my sails.

I’ve just had this urge to go do something for the past week. I’m not sure what, but usually when the urge hits, I just need some time to get out alone. I don’t usually get alone time at home at all. I’m not alone in the truck, I’m not alone in the bathroom even. Usually, I squeeze in a 5 or 10 minute shower in the small overlap of time between kids’ naps. Sometimes I’m showering with my daughter standing in the bathroom banging on the shower door. Yesterday, I had some time when they both napped, but I had to clean the kitchen and then cook dinner. Lola woke up as I started dinner, so I had to entertain her while cooking. So I just feel frustrated and like I need a break.

Saturday is Dave’s birthday. He’s younger than I am, so I’m jealous. lol We also have tickets to see Dave Matthews Band on Friday. Can’t wait for that one. We bought the tickets back in like March or April, so we’ve been waiting and waiting for the date to arrive. And we could definitely use a night out together without kids. It’s been too long since our last date night. I just need a break and some fun.

This is what women need to remember when searching for the “right” man.

I will blog more about this later, but here is the sad, sad news. It will never be the same again. sniffle

I went to Patoka Lake this past weekend with some girls from a group I’m in. We had a nice weekend—I got to relax some and it was sure awesome to not change a diaper for more than 24 hours. I got a bit of a sunburn on part of my back that I couldn’t reach with my SPF 50 lotion—I did spray SPF 30 on it twice, but apparently that didn’t stay on or wasn’t enough. It’s painful, but not so bad. I was fairly hung over yesterday morning—or maybe it was a combination of hung over and sun poisoned. Who knows. I was totally exhausted and drained. I got a short nap yesterday when the kids napped, but when I finally was able to pass out for the night, Zack woke up three times during the night having nightmares. So, today, I feel more rested, but still a bit off.

While I was away, Lola started trying to take more steps. Last night, Dave and I took the kids to the park and we had Lola practice walking between us. She’d take about 3 steps before sitting down—so we’re making progress. She’s toddling between furniture and toys now. I’m hoping this will be the week she makes a break for it!

This weekend, we’re having some people over to hang out and maybe play some poker. My birthday is a week from today. It’s been kind of bothering me. I don’t feel old, but the number is bothering me. I can’t believe I’m getting so close to 40. I have a lot of friends who are younger than I am, and I feel like we get along well and relate, and they say I don’t look or seem my age. So it shouldn’t bother me. Maybe it’s just realizing that I’ve not achieved all I had hoped in my life—yet. This year, I’m going to try to do more. Dave and I want to do the mini marathon next year. And I am going to sell some jewelry and things that I’ve made—that’s a goal that I think I can achieve. I’m also going to find some type of “work” that makes me happy and feel like I’m contributing—even if it’s just freelancing or selling crafty items. And I’m going to continue to get myself in better shape. Those things sound doable. I just need to get on myself to succeed. And make my to-do list a bit longer.

I was sitting in the recliner, waiting for Lola to finish her lunch. Zack says he wanted a pink freeze pop. So I put down the footrest (but apparently not all the way) and stood up to go to the freezer. Apparently, the footrest closed on the back part of my flip flop, so when I tried to take a step, my leg was stuck. So I pulled really hard, but then tripped over Zack’s basketball goal playset and fell… I crashed down hard on my left knee—my bad one. So I’m laying there in the floor, holding my knee and trying not to curse about the pain, when Zack comes over asking what’s wrong. I tell him that I fell and my knee hurts pretty bad. He still wants his freeze pop “Weeally badly.” So he suggests that I just get up (and he demonstrates this in front of me) and just hop on one leg. Then it won’t hurt and I won’t fall down again.

Exactly!

Who apparently stole it from “Skippy.”

Dave always jokes that the kids say things or do things “only when it’s funny” like in the movie “Roger Rabbit.” Last night we were at dinner and I was saying “no” in disbelief to something Dave told me, and we looked over and Lola was in her high chair, vigorously shaking her head “no” and smiling. Like she knew what she was saying “no” to! We cracked up laughing and she shot us her biggest, white chicklet smile. She has the cutest little gap-tooth baby teeth.

Yesterday I also managed to sit with Lola and Zack in my lap for awhile. We were teaching Lola where her nose and mouth and eyes were. Last night at dinner, she did demonstrate where her nose and Daddy’s nose was by pointing. She’s getting so smart and cute!

Now if we could just get her to walk. She took 3, almost 4 steps the other day. She hasn’t done it again. She will stand by herself, think about walking, then ease herself down onto her knees and walk on her knees! GAH! lol I want her to walk so that when the Mom’s Tyme Out starts up next month, she can go with Zack—they have to be walking to be able to go there. Maybe I sound selfish, but she’s been trying to walk since she was 9 months old! She always “almost” does it, then goes back to crawling. I’m excited to have my baby walking—it’s rough to have her want down in a store or someplace when I know she won’t walk—she’ll want to crawl around on their dirty floor! And she’ll throw quite a fit trying to get down—she’s a strong girl!

I’ve had some sinus issues for more than a week. I thought I was getting better, but yesterday, I woke up with an awful headache. My sinuses hurt down to my teeth and up to the top of my head! I tried to take some Sudafed, Motrin, then Tylenol sinus, nothing helped. I took a nap yesterday and ended up sleeping for more than 2 hours—I don’t usually nap, much less than long! I knew I was sick. I finally went to the doctor at the Immediate Care Center. I have a sinus infection. I got some meds and woke up this morning feeling so much better. No more pain! Yay for meds!

This list cracks me up! I need to learn more Italian just so I can speak it and use the swear words, too! They sound so cool, and the explanations are hilarious!