I have nothing lengthy to say today. A collection of postlets.
I’m tired. It’s been a long few weeks.
I have lots of ideas, lots to write, but no energy to put any of it in a meaningful post. Let’s talk about what’s on my mind:
Why are old people, my grandfather in particular, so friggin weird? The man goes to sleep at 6pm and wakes, on purpose, at 2am. Won’t come to parties or dinners that are at a normal eating hour because they’re past his bedtime. I applaud the effort to get some time alone, but a little balance might be nice. Not everyone thinks dinnertime is 3pm.
Why is it that things that are seen as easier or simple are often thought of as bad? Why will my father refuse a cup of coffee that’s made on a Keurig, but in the same breath will accept a cup made the traditional way? Or Joe, why will he pick the chicken out of a frozen meal, like my 5 year old does, but would eat the same meal and rave about it if I cut the chicken and added it myself?
Speaking of coffee, why am I unable to make a pot of coffee at home that doesn’t taste burnt? It’s not like I haven’t tried. Countless attempts, all with the same result: a pot of coffee so bitter and gross that it takes a ton of sugar and cream to make it drinkable, and I’m only drinking it because I need the buzz. I’ve tried less coffee, adding water at the end, adding cinnamon to the grounds, nothing helps. I blame the coffee maker. Me.
When will I get to sleep in my own bed? Why is it that we have 2 beds and a crib in this house, yet, on any given night, only 1 person is where they are supposed to be? Guess who it is? Call us inconsistent, but I need my sleep. The night before last, Joe got the bed to himself (which I can only dream of), I slept in M’s bed, Abs was on the floor next to me and M was on the couch. Ideal? No. Restful? Yes, and right now, that is all that matters.
Why does M’s speech therapist say ‘Sam-witch’ instead of ‘Sandwich?’ Shouldn’t I be able to rely on her proper pronunciation of common words?
Will my kids EVER eat vegetables? Does everyone think their kids are the cutest kids on the world? Why can’t it be Friday at midnight so I could be watching New Moon instead of complaining about nothing? Will M’s fever go away any time soon? Will Abs stop yelling at me? Will we ever meet Max and Ruby’s parents? What the hell kind of animal is Wubbzy?
Anyone? Anyone?
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March 16, 2010
Hilarious! I agree! When I EVER going to get to sleep in bed without children in there?
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March 16, 2010
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Yes, old people are weird. My grandmother apparently must first freeze bread before she’ll eat it – and many other things for that matter and stores her dishes in the oven.
I had to give up coffee years ago but suggest some sort of deep cleaning on the coffee maker might change the taste. I had similar issues with my condenser.
Sorry there are still some big sleep issues there. But at least it worked last night. You do what ya gotta do.
If the speech therapist can’t pronounce things correctly I’d worry, too.
Yes, some day they will eat veggies.
On days like today, I most certainly do not think my kids are the cutest in the world.
Why can’t it be 5 hours from now so I can be out with some of my besties.
Hope M feels better soon.
If you find a trick to get kids to stop yelling at you, I’d love to hear it.
No, I believe this is a case of an elder sibling trying to keep up a front so child services won’t take them away.
My kids believe Wubbzy is a cat.
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LZ replied:
March 17th, 2010
Freeze bread? I have done that just to have an extra loaf around, but not just for the sake of it. How funny!
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March 16, 2010
The Princess has finally stopped sleeping w/ us. She’s almost 8 & stopped about 10 months ago. Oh & yes, kids will eventually eat their veggies if you keep making them eat even a little bit. My kids are finally doing it. And you can “hide” veggies in foods by cutting/grinding them so small that the kids can’t find them. Look Jessica Seinfield’s cookbook cause that’s what it’s all about.
Feel better & take a nap! Isn’t that what the tv is for? Just kidding!
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March 16, 2010
My kids never eat veggies either. Like hardly ever. I try, I do. Thankfully my mom/grandmother/mother-in-law cook healthy Greek meals and so they do eat some veggies that way, but other than that.. not really. Maybe try to incorporate like red pepper, etc. in meatsause? That’s something I do, too!
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March 16, 2010
My parents go to bed early, too. Then they get up about 2 hours later for awhile. Then go back to bed. Then get up. Go back to bed. You get the idea. My mom finally wakes for the day at about 3 or 4 a.m.
The fact that we never see Max & Ruby’s parents really bothers me.
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LZ replied:
March 17th, 2010
Really? A whole night of sleeping and waking? That’s so strange! I hope I someday want to wake up earlier by choice, but not in the middle of the night!
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March 16, 2010
Is your coffe maker plastic? If so, that’s why it tastes burnt. They sell this stuff to clean coffee makers and it helps get that taste out. Or you can just put water and 2-3 tbs of vinegar in where the water goes and run it through (put a filter in) and then run just water through after to get rid of the vinegar taste.
Old people are just weird. I guess they start reverting to infancy again. Who goes to bed at 6? Not even my 4 month old I’ll tell you that much!
I must be a mean mom or something because I do not deal with sleep disruption. I will get up and go check on him if he is screaming for me, but there is no getting out of bed, there is no coming in my bed and the only time I have ever slept on his floor was when we both did and he was misearbly sick. Like I said, I’m a mean mommy.
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LZ replied:
March 17th, 2010
You’re not a mean mommy, you’re a smart one. We vowed, after years of trouble with M, that we wouldn’t take any sleep trouble from Abs and we’d push through and deal with less sleep on our part to make sure she learned to sleep on her own. Didn’t happen.
I’m going to try vinegar today for the coffee maker. Thanks for the tip!
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March 17, 2010
No sleep is no fun. Our house was like that for a loooong time. Even now, everyone sleeping in their own bed is a novelty and it only happens after someone moves Stella out of our bed and into hers, and only if she doesn’t wake up during the night (which thankfully, she hasn’t been) otherwise I end up in her bed. And wake up with a crooked neck.
That said, I plan on being very weird when I’m old. I will be the old lady walking down the street in her Jackie O sunglasses and purple iPod (whatever version will be out then) and drinking only water with a splash of lemon (fresh only, of course) and white wine in special occasions. The good stuff only. But I will also be the cool grandma, so I at least will have someone who thinks I’m weird cool not weird… you know, in a bad way.
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March 17, 2010
Elisa – I hope I know you when we’re old! I want that wacky, cool old lady friend. But you can’t go to bed at 6pm. And can’t call me at 2am when you wake up…
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March 17, 2010
yeah, I agree with most of what you posted….I know I need to be mean when it comes to my bed & the talking back\yelling @ me…follow through is the key…my youngest wears me out to no end…a terror child with no fear of me…mistake on my part I know…working on fixing this, but this week I have a bad cold & his preschool is closed…not a good combination @ the moment…..
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March 17, 2010
I totally pick the chicken out of frozen food too!
I am a freak about chicken. Same thing with the awesome buffalo chicken dip, if I don’t know who made it and it *might* contain canned chicken rather than chicken poached and shredded by the person making it, I steer clear.
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March 18, 2010
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Hahaha! My schedule is getting more and more similar to your grandfather’s, though it’s only partly voluntary.
As for coffee, my sister (the resident authority on everything except taking responsibility for her own life…[can't bitch about family on my own blog, so I'll borrow yours for a sec]) insists that you have to switch the burner off the second the coffee is done brewing or it will burn. I personally think that results in nothing more than cold coffee and that just running water through the machine more often makes a bigger difference.
I feel for you on the sleep issues. If I don’t stop waking up on Gunnar’s bedroom floor (on the blanket-turned-crashmat, at least) soon, I….(don’t know how to finish that sentence, but it could be bad).
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March 24, 2010
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I had the same problem with coffee!!! I swear.
THEN…then. I got a french press. OMG. It’s soooooo smooth and delish. I prefer it over *gasp* coffee from a coffee shop!!!!
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