I made a fool of myself

Now that I’ve had time to calm down and think about it, I’m a little embarrassed about how I acted towards Mike this morning. I’ve been getting up 3 mornings a week and going walking/running at the park across the street from our house, and have done it for the last 3 weeks. There is a half-mile walking trail there, and it has been divided into 6 sections (I just checked and that would be 440 ft per section.) Normally I walk a section then run a section, and continue to do that until I’ve gone around twice. The first time around I usually do pretty good with the running parts, but by the second lap I’m struggling. I still haven’t ran every section I’m supposed to at one time.

Anyway, Mike wanted to go with me this morning, so I explained to him what I normally do. I had a feeling he would outrun me, I just didn’t realize by how much. He started running and ran 3 sections, walked for about half a section, then started running again and finished the half mile. Then he stood there and waited for me until I finished.

By the time I arrived I was in tears and so angry. Not at him, just at the fact that I’ve been out there for 3 weeks and can barely run 1/3 of what he did, and I’ve been trying to eat healthy and work out every night and the weight still isn’t coming off. Not to mention that he eats crap all the time and can’t seem to gain weight even if he wants to. And what makes me embarrassed is that I told him all of this - while crying, almost hyperventilating because I was out of breath from running, and while stomping home. I was screaming, crying, and I’m sure the little old ladies that were at the park walking their dogs will be telling their families about the crazy girl that was going off on her husband this morning. Looking back I know I must have looked insane, and Wee One’s tantrums aren’t anything compared to me this morning.

I’ve apologized to him for screaming at him like I did, and even told him that since now I know that he can kick my butt, I’ll know to expect it. I’m still frustrated that it’s taking me a lot longer and a lot more work to do this kind of thing than it does him, but I know eventually I’ll be able to take him. ;)

I miss her :(

It's almost 11:30 pm right now, and I miss Wee One so much. I haven't seen her since Saturday, and won't see her again until this Saturday afternoon. She's been excellent for my mom (well, except for pushing down a little girl with cerebral palsy, but she apologized and the girl accepted), and she sounds SOOOO sweet on the phone. I really didn't think I'd miss her this bad after the week we had last week, but I honestly can't wait to see her on Saturday. I miss my baby!

My New Toy!

Hopefully on next Friday I will have this:



The new iPhone 3G S. I’ve wanted an iPhone for SO long, and I finally saved the money to buy a refurbished one. However, they wouldn’t ever get any in stock, so my dad and stepmom told me they’d give me the rest of the money to get a new one as an early birthday gift. I found out a few days ago that the next generation ones are coming out next Friday, and the largest is the same price as the one I was going to get. I went yesterday to reserve one at our new Apple store, and can't wait for it to come in!

I’ve never paid for a phone in my life, so this is strange to dish out $300 for one. But I know I’ll use it and love it. The only downside is that I still have to get a case for it (I’m so bad about dropping my cell phone), a car charger, pay the $18 upgrade fee to AT&T and then the extra money a month. It’s going to be a lot, but SO worth it!! And I’ve already picked out the case I want (if Mike doesn’t keep trying to find me something sturdier):




Next Friday can’t get here soon enough!

Conversations with Wee One

Wee One is at my mom’s all week for Vacation Bible School. I dropped her off on Saturday, and have talked with her multiple times every day. She’s absolutely hilarious at times, and here’s the conversation we had on Sunday:

(phone rings, and I answer)
Wee One: Hello there! This is not Wee One. This is your Mommy - MamMaw. Wee One has been very very excellent while she’s been at my house!
Me: Oh, well that’s great. I’m glad she’s been very very excellent!
WO: She has. And this is your mommy, and you are my daughter. Wee One has been very excellent and had lots of fun and has played a lot.
(It goes like this for awhile.)
WO: This is my house. I have lots and lots of pictures, and a dirty table!
(About this time I hear my mom scream for her to bring the phone back)
WO: OK, now you can talk to your daughter, Wee One. Because I am not Wee One. I am your mommy! Here’s Wee One!! (and she hands my mom the phone back.)

My mom also told me that she came up to her yesterday and said, “MamMaw, can I have some paper to draw on, because I don’t want to draw on your couch or your floor or your chair because I love you and Mommy said that was bad and I don’t want to be bad because she said if I’m bad you’ll call her and she’ll come get me and I don’t want that so do you have some paper I can draw on?”

And yesterday when I finally manged to get her on the phone I asked what she was doing. Her response? “I’m talking...on the phone...with you...” Thank you, Captain Obvious! I never would have guessed that!!

I am glad that she’s having fun and that she’s being “very very excellent” for my mom. I just hope it continues for the rest of the week!

Recent Movies

Mike and I have watched some pretty cheesy (whether intentional or not) movies in the last few weeks, and some have definitely been better than others. The first one was about two weeks ago, and was Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus with Debbie Gibson in it. As the name suggests, it was about a mega shark fighting a giant octopus, and it was awful. And not even “so bad it’s good.” It was just horrible.

This weekend we watched Lost Treasure of the Grand Canyon with Shannon Doherty and Twilight. Lost Treasure is a Starz original, and it wasn’t half bad. More “Lifetime Movie” than “Blockbuster Hit” but still decent. And Twilight was, well, Twilight. I know I have a lot of friends that love this movie and the books, and please, none of you get mad at me, but I just don’t see it. Mike and I laughed all the way through it, and he commented that Bram Stoker is probably rolling over in his grave right now. I have read the first two books, and will admit that the book was much better than the movie. But neither Mike or myself enjoyed it all that much. Well, except the glitter scene. We both enjoyed that.

The next two movies on our list to watch are Sharks in Venice with Stephen Baldwin (which I'm fully expecting to fall into the "so bad it's awful" category) and Tokyo Zombie (which looks like it might actually be half entertaining). I can’t wait!

P.S. For those that have asked, yes, every one of these was found at my local Hollywood Video. And yes, I'm just as shocked as you are! ;)

Busy, Busy Day!

It’s going to be such a busy day today, but maybe that means it will go quickly! I was up at 6 am to make dining reservations for Disney, I have to finish a freelance project by TODAY!!, it's my sister’s 17th birthday and I may get to eat lunch with her, and my sister-in-law’s 10 year dance solo is tonight. I can't believe that my baby sister is 17, or that my baby SIL (remember, I was at her birth!!!) has been dancing for 10 years. It's all so unreal, and makes me feel so old!

Since Disney is all I seem to want to talk about recently, here’s our official dining schedule!
Thursday, Sept 3 - arrive sometime early afternoon. No meals planned, but that could be a good thing!
Friday, Sept 4 - My mom’s 50th birthday, and we’re doing the Spirit of Aloha show at 5:15 that night. After that, my mom, my sister, Wee One and I are going to the Mickey’s Not So Scary Halloween Party (tickets are already purchased!)
Saturday, Sept 5 - We’re taking the girls to Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique at 9:30 then dinner with the Princesses at the Norwegian Pavilion at Epcot that evening.
Sunday, Sept 6 - Breakfast (or brunch!) with Lilo and Stitch at Ohana’s, and then the Fantasmic show that night.
Monday, Sept 7 - No meals planned for the group, but Wee One is going to the Wonderland Tea Party. It’s a kids only event, and only lasts an hour. I know she’ll love it!
Tuesday, Sept 8 - We have an early lunch at the Coral Reef Restaurant, then head home. :(

We wanted Fantasmic on Thursday, but they were already completely booked. I know that makes Sunday kinda busy, but I figure we make up for it by not having anything planned on Monday. Plus, that leaves Thursday open, so if we want to crash at 5:30 that night, we can!! I’m so excited! 90 days to go!!

Adventures of a Bi-Polar 4 Year Old

This is how Mike described our life this morning, and it's surprisingly fitting. It's not unusual for her to go from being psychotic (yelling, kicking, screaming, not listening, etc) to being apologetic and an angel in a matter of minutes. It's completely normal for her to go from screaming things at me to telling me I'm the "bestest Mommy ever." To give you a great example, this is the conversation that prompted this title:

Wee One: Mommy, I don't LIKE you anymore!!
Me: That's fine. I still love you.
WO: I didn't say I don't love you. I said I don't LIKE you. You're not my friend anymore.
Me: That's fine. I'm not here to be your friend, I'm here to be your mommy. If you don't like me, I'm doing my job.
WO: *stomps out of the room mumbling*

*5 minutes later*

WO: Mommy, I just love you!! I'm SOOOO glad your my mommy!!
Me: Wha???

I swear, the child is insane. This happens ALL. THE. TIME. If she was about 15 I'd be asking her what she wanted. It's the most bizarre thing!

Then, of course, we have the issue with her insisting that she's right all the time. The argument today (like most days) was about how she didn't like me being in charge. Her argument is that she's older (she's apparently 7 and I'm 4), she wants to be the boss, and I"m not the mommy and in charge, God is. Now, how do you argue with that? She's right. God is in charge. But she seems to be missing the fact that God is in charge of me, but He put me in charge of her. Apparently that little fact isn't important in whatever 4 year old dreamland she thinks she lives in.

I'm going to go crazy before it's all over.