Friday, May 15, 2009

Completely Random Thoughts for a Friday Night After A Week "Off"

The Tiny Tyrant broke my TV today. Why? Because I'm an idiot and handed him a bottle of Windex and a paper towel. Who knew you could spray a TV so much that it will drown? (And, no, I didn't expect him to clean the TV. I thought he'd head to the window.)

Never mind that we've never bought a TV in our entire married career, Hubs is highly annoyed that we might have to go buy one (not that we "need" to buy one considering another of our family's cast offs is in our basement, but it is apparently "too small" even though it worked just fine up until six months ago when we were passed this one). And why? Because, apparently, if we buy another one, it will just be broken also. Because we break TVs all the time around here (even if this is a first in 8.5 years of parenting). "We can't keep anything nice."

Potty training sucks.

Potty training also robs me of any good feelings I can conjure up about blogging. Because, frankly, I don't want to relive my day. In writing or otherwise. Thus the many, many dark days we've had around here.

No comments about putting off the training until he's older. We're too far gone for that.

Old Navy swimsuits are NOT for women who have nursed children more than four years. And that's all I have to say about that.

I had the stomach flu from H E double hockey sticks last week. My stomach still hasn't recovered. Food, no matter how bland, burns it.

My mother's day card:

"For my mother

(happy face)

always cleaning

(open card)

What's that smell?

(brown streak)"

I kid you not. Like I'm going to smell a brown streak. With the kind of week I've had. (It was gingerbread spice lotion. She was being sweet, but I'm SOoooooo saving it to give to her when she's potty training HER kids.)

Well, it's pouring here. So far the basement is dry. But the ceiling isn't. Grrr.



mommy4life said...

I see Murphy paid you a visit too!

Boy Mom said...

Bless your hearts! Might I suggest you take a B Vitamin complex, one daily might help you deal. I show up unannounced at my Doctors office from time to time and refuse to leave with out a B vitamin shot.


Sr. Citizen said...

Bring on the handcuffs - call the fuzz. One cold shower of about 15 seconds cures 90 % of potty problems. A second of 5 seconds cures any thought of ever pooping anywhere but the pot.

No serious damage, just gets their attention of what you want.

Worked for you, and your sisters. Only one for you. Two for your oldest sister. IQ of all three of you went up considerably - learn fast!!

OK call the fuzz, bring out the handcuffs, but it works.

Mr. and Mrs. Nurse Boy said...

Your dad is a wise man...but my middle child started saying, "I LOVE cold showers!" As if to say, BRING THEM ON! Yeah, didn't work for us, but my Bruiser is a rule breaker. Sigh...

Mrs. Nurse Boy

Sr Citizen said...

To go into a bit of perhaps stuff, I believe the cold shower might be partially responsible for raising Jamie's IQ and creative skills. Example, every time she thought a shower might be coming for whatever reason, she started thinking of ways to make things right before we thought of the shower again. Stimulated her brain activity. Her main weapon was to be a good kid - thus avoiding a swat on the rear. Sometimes, cold is good. Hope you found a good solution for Bruiser. Sr.

Lynette said...

LOL!!! OMGosh, the brown streak in the card is priceless!