Monday, February 28, 2011

A Little Help Here!

Would somebody out there be kind enough to clear a few things up for me?

Why is it that I can gain control of twelve 4 - 5 year olds every single day without even breaking a sweat? Yet, when it comes to my own kids, they have me ready to rip my hair out by its roots within five minutes of being home from work?

Why is it that parents come to me for advice about their child's behavior and yet at my house it's like a major coup is in the works.

Why is it my children are perfect, absolute angels at school (I almost screwed up and put in public there, but we all know that's not even close to accurate) and act like demons at home?

Why do I lose my patience so goddamned quickly, yell at them and then feel terrible for having to be the enforcer?

Why, why, why?

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Love and Other Drugs.

Unfortunately Jake Gyllenhaal and Anne Hathaway aren't staring in drug section of this particular blog.

After the last 5 days I'm seriously considering buying stock in children's ibuprofen and playing the numbers 101, 102, 103 & 104 in the lottery. I don't know what disgusting flu bug my kids contracted, but they got it bad. The annoying thing was they didn't have any other symptom other than a really high fever. Now both of their fevers have broke, however they have developed a lovely phlegm filled cough.

It was the calmest weekend in this household in the last 100 years. You know your kids are sick when they are too sick to torment you for 4 days straight. Looks like we are finally in the clear. Which is good because I think the people at CVS were starting to think I was up to something suspicious will all my kiddy meds.

Valentine's Day with the hubby was great. No scratch that, it was FANTASTIC! We had such a great time. We went to Old Town Temecula and went wine tasting. It was very low key and just my style. I love wine tasting, but the one thing I can't stand is all all the pretentious douche bags who cram into tasting rooms and act like they have any idea what they are talking about.

First stop was Lorimar Winery. Delicious and wonderful pretty much sum everything up here. In fact we are going to go back and become members so we can take friends there for tastings.

Next we strolled to Stellar Cellar Wine Bar. No tasting here, but we did each get a glass of wine and enjoy it outside.

Also I thought they had the most awesome bar!

We decided on one more stop on our Old Town wine tour and that was when we went to my favorite place of the night, Palomar Inn Hotel. Inside was a tasting room for Curry Vineyards. While there our bar tender/wine tasting connoisseur was a blast to hang out with. It was just Bryan, me and this guy (whose name completely escapes me at this point...I blame the wine). We sat in that tasting room and chatted with him for an hour.

Then it was time for my favorite meal...sushi! We stumbled back to our car and headed for some sushi and sake (sake for me)! This was the aftermath of our evening:

When we got home from sushi however we arrived to a very sick child. Justin's temperature had spiked to 103.7, that was pretty sobering. Despite having to walk around in a Hazmat suit for the remainder of the week, I'd say it was a great Valentine's Day.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

The Reasons...

Reason number 5 why I should win the mother of the year award:

I not only made dinner for my family last night, but I also served dinner to furry animal guests as well. Joining us for a delicious dinner were; Buttercup the Ladybug, Princess Baby, Spike the Dog, Brownie the Dog and Robot Dog. Each had their own dinner plate to suit their particular size, along with a beverage of their choice. I even picked the tomatoes out of Robot Dog's pasta because according to Justin, "He's allergic." Princess Baby tried to steal some of Mama's wine but that just wasn't happening.

I got up at least 50 times during dinner to keep the dinner "guests" happy. Then of course when our dinner party was over I had to do five times the dishes. Freaking ungrateful dinner guests. Not even one of them offered to help with the dishes...jerks.

Along with the good of course comes the bad. Here is reason number 567 why I won't be receiving the mother of the year award:

My children can recognize Sir Mix-A-Lot's Baby Got Back in about two notes. They go crazy, start jumping around yelling how much they like big butts and fall on the floor in fits of laughter. Yep, that's right. Nothing but class over here.