All Ye of Little Faith

REPENT! (I'm really just talking to myself there.) Holy cow he did it! Last night after much fussin and cussin, a little finger nail polish remover and a few dabs of glue my husband managed to completely disassemble my iPod (again), replace the broken clicker wheel, put it all back together and it WORKED. Most amazing of all, there were no spare parts.

I have to totally apologize to him now for not believing he would ever pull this one off. So here goes:

Dear Honey, Sorry for making fun of you, er, I mean not having faith in you. You Rock. Love you. Now will you buy me the new 8GB red one already?!

Man that felt good!

Now I just have to decide which song I want to uncheck so that I can fit Britney's new Gimme More on it since it's completely full. I have 5.8 GB worth of music right now in my iTunes but only 3.68 will fit on my iAppendage.

Now that all most of the Britney bashing is dying down over her VMA performance I'm going to throw my two cents in because I didn't want to appear to be jumping on any bandwagons.

I watched her performance live and then had to go back and watch it at least two more times before I could give my proper assessment. My first reaction was, "oh, my goodness why is she wearing that!"

NOT BECAUSE SHE WAS FAT, but because I knew she was going to have hell to pay from the media. She was asking for that one to be served up on a silver platter. Here she is the little pop tart that has made a career out of being sexy with her rock hard abs and kick ass ass looking less than rock hard. Believe me, I would love to have the confidence it took to wear that outfit in front of millions of people and to look as good as she did in it but it wasn't a smart move on her part at all. She should know by now that people are brutal and would pounce.

As for the song, I obviously think it's a catchy little tune since I snagged it from Limewire last night in the hopes that my iPod would once again work.

The "dancing" blew. Again, here is someone that is known for her sexy dancing and well choreographed moves and she was faking her way through it. My initial comment about her dancing was that she was dancing like "Jessica." My husband didn't get that one either so I'll explain.

Before Jessica Simpson got revamped for her little Daisy Duke routine that girl danced like the stiffest white girl ever. I know you've seen black people make fun of how white people dance and that is exactly how Jessica danced when she first burst into the spotlight. It was almost painful to watch. That's how Britney was moving on Sunday night. Maybe she partied too hard, maybe she just didn't give a shit but whatever the reason it was apparent she was only giving about 10%.

I'm wondering if the whole thing was set up by MTV to have her fail miserably. Before the show was to even air all I heard was how Britney was going to make this smashing comeback with smoke and mirrors and magic and acrobatics. At the last minute they nixed it on her and made her redo the whole thing because the initial performance was too "dangerous and/or complicated." Well hell's bells, that would piss me off. Here she is preparing for one thing and they yank the rug out from under her. It's almost like they didn't really care about her so called comeback because they just secretly wanted to be the network that caught her final downfall on tape for the world to see.

That's really all I have to say about it. I feel sorry for her on the one hand because she's got some psychological issues going on that really need to be addressed not only for her boys sake but for her own good. On the other hand she perpetuates a lot of her issues and, being an adult of her own free will, has no one to blame but herself.

One last thing, if you watched her performance then answer me this: Am I the only one that thought she flashed her cooter? Hubs said I was crazy but I'm pretty sure that when she crouched down and was swinging her leg back and forth you could see at least a little bit of her cooter area. It could just be me since there hasn't been a firestorm about that in the media.

Just curious that's all.

I'm off to clean my closet out and listen to my iPod (w00t!). Have a happy Thursday.

Yo Crappa Crappa

My Internet service still isn't perfect but at least my last post made it through the weekend. It's so annoying to have to get up and shlep across the house to the playroom to unplug the router every time the stupid Internet decides to crap out on me. It's crapped out on me right now and I won't be able to publish this post until I go back there and reset it for the fourth time already today and I've only been online for about 30 minutes!!

So it was too good to be true, I started this post Tuesday morning at around 10 and here I sit again at about 6 p.m. trying to see if my damn Internet will connect up and the answer was no. Thank goodness I’m smart enough to copy and paste my work into WordPerfect so I can at least save my work. It's now 10 p.m. and I'm finally back online.

Arrrgh!! I’m so frustrated with Comcast right now I could scream!!!

ANYWAY, Guess who went to preschool yesterday??!! Yep, A2's first day was Monday and I'm pretty sure I took it harder than he did. Just so you know, A2 is not an early riser so for me to wake that child up at 8:45 and for him to be in good spirits helped start the morning off on a good note. I figured he would be a grumpy little bear cub but he surprised me.

I got him ready and tried to explain to him that I was taking him to school to play with kids. He'd repeat "scew" and showed a little excitement even. Only because he had no idea what I was talking about. We hit the door and got there at about 9:15, which is about 15 minutes before everybody else. I was hoping that by getting there early that he'd have his fit behind him before the other kids got there and he didn't freak them out. I'm thoughtful like that.

The lady met me at the counter and said it would be easier to just hand him over and go so I did. He reached for me and cried for about 10 seconds but once she went into the room and showed him the box full of cars and the mat to drive them on I was nothing more than a memory.

I hung around for about five more minutes to see if maybe he'd remember me but nope he didn't. I left and didn't really know what to do with myself. I haven't had alone time in.......forfreakingever!

So what did I do? Did I go shopping? Nope. Did I just come back and relax? Nope. Did I do anything at all just for me? Nope again. I straightened up my living room and bedroom then I cleaned my kitchen up and scrubbed my toilets and showers out. I took out the garbage and cleaned out the garbage can. I know. I'm so wild! The whole time I was missing my baby. What is wrong with me? I had two and a half hours all to myself to do whatever I wanted and I moped around missing my little shadow.

I left a little (ok, a lot) early so I could go pick him up and to hopefully get to spy on him just a little bit. It didn't really work out for me though because they were all in line coming back from the gym and he saw me so that backfired a bit. The teachers said he had a fantastic time and played really well with the cars. When we were leaving he pointed to the room they ate their snacks in and said "nack." Aww, my baby's a preschooler now. I was secretly hoping that he wouldn't like it and I could talk the husband into waiting until he was three to try it again.

He's here with me today but goes back again tomorrow. He only goes on Monday and Wednesday. I have a feeling I'll be able to enjoy tomorrow a lot more than I did yesterday as long as he takes to it as well as he did yesterday. I'm planning on going to the gym since I've totally bombed on working out this week. I haven't exercised since Friday and I'm feeling like crap on a stick right about now because of it.

In my defense I did have my "friend" drop in on me Sunday and who wants to work out while all that is going on? I'll tell you who doesn't and that's me! All weekend I wasn't even caring about that $25 iTunes card. I was way bitchier than normal over the weekend and completely exhausted for most of it even though I didn't do much at all. Matter of fact I spent the entire day Saturday in my pajamas. It was weird though because every time I would get up or try to stand in one place for longer than five minutes I would feel like I was going to pass out. I was hoping it would get me out of having to cook but that didn't work AT ALL. I could be in a friggin' coma and there'd be somebody around here bugging the hell out of me about what's for dinner.

Major potty training news to report right here in the middle of everything. I really need to work on my segues. A2 pooped on the big potty for the first time this weekend. w00t!! That was a major accomplishment. He was super proud of himself as were we. His dad of course takes full responsibility for getting him to do it. I'll let him have it.

Speaking of the crapper, want to hear how we avoided spending a minimum of $500 or so on our stupid septic tank? Sunday afternoon we were all sitting around in the living room when Hubs jumps up and says I hear the alarm going off downstairs. I had no freaking clue what he was talking about so I follow him down there. Turns out our septic tank has a pump on it that carries the waste down to another tank. (Complicated but that's what I understand it to do.) If the pump goes out the alarm sounds to let you know that it needs to be fixed otherwise the backyard is about thisclose to becoming a massive shithole. WHAT.FUN.

He silenced the alarm and everyone was put on water restrictions until we figured out what we were going to do. Monday morning he called the septic guy and he says that judging by what hubs was saying our pump has gone out and we have to have it replaced. That's about $300 itself but before that can be replaced they would have to bring some huge ass truck out to our backyard and completely pump all the shit out of our tank. About another $250 he was guessing. He also threw in the fact that it could cost more if something else is the cause of the problem. This is just the "best case scenario," geez that's great!

Well, they were supposed to be here yesterday afternoon but they never called which I am sooo glad that they didn't because despite the bitching I like to do about my husband, he's a pretty smart guy and pretty freaking handy to have around (unless he's trying to fix your iPod). He woke up this morning, apparently with shit on the brain, (sorry) and decided to go try something out downstairs. He had the brilliant thought that the problem could just be that there isn't any electricity getting out there to the pump and sure enough after trying out several different things THAT was the real problem.

Apparently our swimming pool pump had kicked a breaker or something or another out there and all it took was hub resetting everything. After about 10 minutes the alarm light had gone off and the pump had pumped everything down to where it needed to be. He managed to figure all of that out on his own and thankfully didn't have to disassemble anything thank goodness. I don't think I could find a Glad bag big enough for the left over parts from that.

How lucky was that though!!! Not only did we skirt having to shell out more than $500 I can go back to whining and begging for a new iPod. Yes, I'm full aware of the fact that I'm about as shallow as our freaking septic tank but who the hell cares, my iPod is broken (pretty much)!! Besides, I didn't say one word about it yesterday. I figured having a place to shit won out over listening to tunes. Just sayin'.

I've seriously got to cut this off here. Have you seen that show on Nick called Yo Gabba Gabba? If not then, let me warn you to never.ever. watch it. It ranks up there with the intelligence level of those damn Wonder Pets but this show scares the shit out of A2 when it comes on. He cries until I find the remote and change it.

Here's a picture of the crew.

Scary stuff man. They all start the show by shouting Yo Gabba Gabba over and over again. Who can blame the little guy for being scared?!

Ok, I've got to post this quick and keep my fingers crossed there aren't any huge mistakes because I'm afraid I won't have time to edit before the Internet goes down on me again. (That was funny and I didn't even mean it to be.)

I'll keep my fingers crossed that tomorrow it'll be better and I can give a report of A2's second day at preschool, the progress of my iPod since my part came in and how I tried to break the co-sleeping habit Monday night but husband came in and shit all over my efforts.

Technical Difficulties: Insert funny post here

Nope I didn't go into hiding this week but I've had some annoying ass problems with both my computer and the Internet. This is actually the third time this week that I've tried to post something and because the last two disappeared into oblivion I'm not going to make this one very long until I know it's going to post and stick. This could all be blogger's fault too, I haven't decided for sure which one I'm pissed at right now.

So here's a quick recap of just what's been going on around here this week that you have missed out on.

Brace yourself:

Monday - we all came back from visiting friends and family over the holiday weekend. I hadn't worked out since Friday so I was anxious to get back at it. Hubby and the boys sat around and watched television and played on the computers. I actually managed to sneak in a nap if you can believe that!

Tuesday - don't even remember...too many days ago. I did work out. I think I do recall bitching out my husband for the umpteenth time for taking my iPod apart Sunday night and completely screwing up the clicker wheel. Oh dear, if you thought it was ghetto before you should see it now!

He did manage to fix the broken screen but now the damn thing will not work unless the radio component is plugged into it and that will only advance the songs forward and back. No shuffle, no seeing the songs or artists or pretty much anything. It won't even turn on without the radio adapter.

I have seriously been hell on this iPod. He claims to have ordered a new clicker wheel and that he can fix it now with no problems. We'll see, I'm certainly not going to be holding my breath for it!

Wednesday - this was suppose to be A2's first day at preschool but he didn't make it. When we came home on Monday afternoon he picked up the shitz from somewhere and by 8:45 that morning he was still grossing me out pretty bad with it. The preschool lady said to stay home and he'd have his first day on Monday (translated: don't bring him here so we can all trot back and forth to the bathroom with that mess!!).

I think we actually went out to lunch with hubby dear on this day. Oh yeah, we did and do you know he had the nerve to bitch me out for letting the baby "play hooky"!! What the hell??!! I should have smeared the "hockey" in his face and asked him if that looked like hooky to him! Too bad I think this shit up after the fact. Worked out again. It's starting to pretty much be part of my daily routine.

I will be collecting that $25 iTunes card from my daddy!

Thursday - pretty blah day. Woke up with the blues for really no reason at all. I'm pretty sure it's PMS related. It finally rained and I was loving that. I had to force myself to workout but I'm always glad I do it when I'm finished. One reason I'm pretty sure my blues were PMS related: I had to break out the nursing bra just to run on the treadmill. The "girls" were sore as shit bouncing around down there the day before! But oh well it was worth it, I'm at 144 and feeling pretty good about it.

I got a wild hair and decided to put on some press on nails today. I use to be pretty good at it. I'd put them on and people would never believe I did them myself and that they only cost me $5 from Wal-Mart. Well, I'm a bit out of practice and A2 was climbing all over me when I put these on so a couple of them are a little crooked and more than two of them have rough spots on them where my friggin finger got stuck to the tops of them while I was trying to get them positioned. Thank goodness the packages now come with enough tips so you can do them at least one more time. They don't look horrible (from a distance) but that really crooked ass pointer one is starting to bug me! Oh well, maybe the glue will loosen up sooner rather than later and I can try it again sometime while A2's asleep.

Ooh, important news of the week. I think it was Thursday, I don't know maybe it was Wednesday, that I saw the new iPods and just so you know, I will not let up the whining until I get one of the new 8GB red ones. Hubby dear can have the one that I have now, that still hasn't been fixed, since he's very familiar (insert loud snicker and massive eye roll here) with the inner workings of it now.

I'm seriously going to cry and whine until I get one. I'm spoiled like that (and petty too I guess). But have you seen them? They are awesome! See. I really really really really really really really want one.

Today - it's rained pretty much all day and it's been the most beautiful thing. We were in desperate need of moisture around here. A2 shocked me and actually ate two and a half of the four nuggets that I fixed for him today. That's pretty major around here since he eats absolutely nothing I fix for him. Ever. How sad is it that the fact that my two year old actually consumed food was the highlight of my day??

I'm currently sitting here contemplating making some more ring tones for my phone. I'm more than a little bored since both of the kids have conked out in front of the television (insert super loud w00t here!!).

This is all I've got. Yep, I know this is boring but for now it's all I can do. My damn Internet has caused me more grief this week than I care to admit, plus my new computer has some sort of freaky glitch in it that makes the screen flake out on me during random processes. It just shut down on me again about 30 minutes ago and it's a brand freaking new computer! I'm starting to wonder if I'm some sort of technical jinx.

So I'm just testing the waters right now. I'll post this up and keep my fingers crossed that it stays. If it's still there tomorrow then I'll try to post something a little more interesting but don't get too excited about it. It is my life we're talking about here. This may be as interesting as it gets.

Happy weekend out there!