What To Do Today?

So we are having yet another absolutely gorgeous day here in Anchorage, Alaska. And I am at a complete loss as to what the kids and I should do. I really want to take them to the Seward Sea Life Center, link to the right, but I don't want to go all the way there, it's about an hour and a half drive away from Anchorage, without David. That, and Jennifer is spending the day with my Grandma, and I don't want to go without her either.
I'm thinking of taking the kids to the Marshland to watch all the birds that have made it their home. There is a really nice boardwalk that you can walk down with information boards all over the place talking about all the different birds that live there.
I could take them to the museum today, I've been wanting to go down there so I can sign us up for a family membership, and they've got a really cool display on old toys. And there's a lot of children's art work on display too. Link to the right
Or I could take them to the Imaginarium today, they always have great stuff for the kids to do, and the best part is that the kids are learning, and they are having so much fun, they don't realize it. Link to the right
We went to the zoo last weekend, for Mother's day. Got all the way there, and realized I didn't have my camera on me, so unfortuantely no pictures of that trip. Shame too, because we took the Snugli and I was walking around with my baby strapped to my chest and he was LOVING it!! Poor little guy got scared when he saw the elephant though. Loved the brown bears, got upset when we walked away. And of course, when we saw the mountain lion, which was laying right there like 3 feet away from us on the other side of the glass, he got all excited. Oh, did I mention that his second word was "kitty"? It's more like key-key, but he always says it when he's chasing our cat, Cooper, around. Still no "momma", go figure. So his vocabulary is up to 3 words, "Dada", "Hi", and "Key-Key". Stubborn little guy refuses to even try to say Momma. He gives me a look that says "Yeah, right. Why would I need to say your name, when all I have to do is fuss a little bit?" I think he tried to say Adam's name the other day, but I can't be sure.

So anyway, I'm going to go take my kids out to lunch, probably to Ihop because they are saying they want breakfast food and I refuse to ever eat at a Denny's again. (that's a whole other story for a whole other post!) And then I will figure out what I'm going to do with the kiddos. But this time, the camera is in the diaper bag, so I will take pictures!

Ciao!

Current Temperature: 64 degrees and clear skies.
Slight breeze

A Little Better Of A Day

I realized today that my kids have come up with a new way to test my limits. Whenever I need the kids out of my way, like when I'm cleaning, I'll tell them to go upstairs. Whenever I tell them to go upstairs, they whine about wanting to be downstairs.... It never fails that when I tell them that they can come downstairs, and they do, I'll wind up needing to do something in another room, and if the baby doesn't have someone in the same room as him he'll freak out, so I always tell the kids to stay downstairs and keep an eye on their brother. As soon as I tell them to stay downstairs, they whine about wanting to go upstairs.

This is why I have so many grey hairs at the age of 24, and why it looks like I've been pulling my hair out. Pretty soon I swear I'm going to wind up like Homer Simpson and only have two hairs left up there.... Sometimes I feel like doing what he did everytime Marge told him she was pregnant... go running up and down the stairs pulling my hair out and screaming "Oh My God!" over and over.

I forgot to take my meds yesterday, so that's the reason behind the rant and rave. Let me tell you, I can tell one hell of a difference when I'm off the meds as opposed to being on them. Just like my son, it's a complete 180.

We are down to five weeks left until school lets out, then I start pulling my hair out full-time. All I can say is that I am so thankful that I should be starting a job soon! Hehehe then they get to go over to their Grandma's or their Aunt's (who is a teacher by the way!) house and have fun giving them more grey hair!

Here comes my obligatory blurb about "The Apprentice"~ I have to say that I was wrong as to who the final two would be, but at least my chica made it! I thought it was going to be Tana and
Craig, but it wound up being down to Tana and Kendra. I want to say here that I have a strong feeling that Tana is going to be the new Apprentice. I like her a lot, and I can see that she has what it takes to be "The Donald's" apprentice. I haven't like too much of what Kendra has done. There was only one episode that gave me the reverse feeling.. the one where they had to come up with a brochure for the new Pontiac. I was upset with Tana for bailing on Kendra the way she did, and I very impressed with the work that Kendra did through the night all on her own. Go girl!
But, all in all, that was only once, and my money is still on Tana. All will be decided next Thursday at 9/8C on NBC. (Boy, don't I sound like an advertisement!)



By The way*** this was a post that I was in the middle of writing about a week ago, but never got around to finishing, and didn't want to delete it***

Aaauuuugghh!!

Current mood: pissed off

I hate how all it takes to ruin a good day or a good mood is one small little thing that wouldn't bother most "normal" people.

Here I was, browsing through all the profiles of the people in my area on www.myspace.com and lo and behold, I come across the profile of my ex-husband's sister-in-law.

"Beautiful girl seeking beautiful friends".
I don't think you can consider yourself beautiful when you are such a hateful person. And hateful for no good reason.

For some reason, I have no clue why, this woman has taken upon herself to hate my guts. I have never done anything to her, nor to her family, even though that whole family has decided to drag me through the gutter in a vain attempt to ruin my life, my spirit, and my relationship with my 4 year old daughter.

For some reason, this woman befriended my ex-husband. Even though both of his brothers, her husband included, always belittled him, treated him like crap, and thought he was a complete idiot.

For some reason, this woman was pissed at ME, even though my ex-husband completely abandoned his daughter and me, never gave a shit about us, couldn't care less whether or not we died. He never ONCE tried to contact his daughter, not while he was living with them, or when he finally got a place of his own and stopped mooching off his brother.

For some reason, this woman hates me, even though the end of my marriage came as a result of him cheating on me while I was stuck down in Texas, away from my (at that time) youngest child whom I had NEVER been apart from, while fighting tooth and nail to regain custody of the two oldest children that my first husband had managed to steal away from me. It was him who decided on New Years that he was going to go to a party where he knew there was going to be "X" passed around, and it was him that decided he was going to sleep with not only a friend of mine, but attempt to sleep with my best friend, and then sleep with her sister. In my bed. In our house.

And for some reason, even though my ex-mother-in-law is the devil incarnate, and out of her damn mind... (even her own children say this behind her back, and her own daughter HATES her to the point of moving everytime her mom gets her address or changes her number whenever she gets her phone number, that horrible woman is attempting to take custody away from me of my 4 year old daughter, even though all accusations she has made have been disproved, she has been shown, in court, to be a psychotic liar and I won't even go into everything that the vile woman has put my daughter through.) ... even though they all hate my ex-mother-in-law, they still go over to her house every weekend... maybe in hopes of some sort of inheritance, they are well off after all!

So, for this woman, my ex-husband's sister-in-law, to be such a heinous BITCH to me for no damn good reason, it just really PISSES ME OFF anytime I see her face. Be it in a picture, or in real life, like the time I ran into her at my work and I stared her down just daring her to say or do something... I didn't care at that point, I would have lost my job with no problem... For her to think that she is so damn better than me.....

At least I've never changed myself for a man.
At least I have enough dignity in myself to not get a boob-job just to make my man happy.
At least I'm secure enough in myself and my relationship to know better than to change my sexual orientation to suit my husbands ever-gowing lust.
At least I'm not so damn materialistic that I think anyone who makes less than me is beneath me.
At least I'm not such a bitch that I can hate someone for no reason.

I have a reason to hate her.... because of the ugly person she is on the inside, especially to me. "Beautiful girl.... " That skin will wrinkle one day, and those fake boobs of yours will one day sag right down to your "cute" little belly button ring... and one day you will look in the mirror and see cellulite on your ass. And knowing your husband, I can almost guarantee that just like his dad did, he'll trade you in for a younger, better looking model.

I hate how all it takes is seeing a picture to piss me off this much!

Alrighty, here we go... This is the after picture taken by Jennifer, all ber herself, just this morning! The woman cut it a little TOO short, but oh well... I guess I'll live.  

Somehow I always managed to look high whenever someone takes a picture of me. I don't know why, but I do. I swear I'm not though.... lol. Okay, so this is the "Before" shot.. I'm heading to get all my hair chopped off! Yay!