bloggy gloggy

Sorry I havent been interesting lately. cant be bothered to blog. haha.

Here I am.

Ack. have I complained about this cold yet. I cant get rid of it. Keeps getting worse and worse. This morning I am coughing up chunky shit that makes me want to vomit. Literaly. I was gagging at the toilet for a good little while first thing.

Did awesome on wiifit last night. worked out for 30 minutes straight (YAY). I warm up with the balance games then do a run (usually short distance) then cool down with a couple games and end with a yoga pose. Well last night in the spirit of somehting new I went for an island lap run. HOLY 14 minute jog batman.

I felt great afterward. I wonder how actually jogging and getting somewhere would be. LOL.

Talking about batman, donavan disclosed to me this morning that he is actually clark kent. and yes he is superman... and batman.... and robin too. Way to be in a few places at once...

(In truth he says yes to everything! nothing funnier than asking him in front of his nanny (betty) if his daddy beats him adn calls him bad names. Donavan gives a sad face and says, very quietly, "yessss". Sometimes youll be a yup... But if you ask him if he pooped hell generally deny it and give the cat a hard look. Funny dude.

Ive implemented a new system to TRY and get samara to get along with donavan. I call it the NO SLEEPOVERS. If shes mean to him or trys to exclude or abuse him I tell her that her next sleepover (at nanny's or sherry's) is going to be cancelled. She generally makes up a game for him then.

I had a dream last night that work underpaid kev by 100$ and didnt pay me at all. What a time to have a dream like that! (then it all turned to sex). Sheesh...

Saturday

Donavan woke up, got out of bed and out of the room without me knowing last night. Kev was in Samara's bed and he corralled the little bugger back. I dreamt that I was in a terrible mood and when I went to check emails my keyboard was different and I was freakingout. Maybe this is my subconsious telling me to calm down? Im trying!!! GEESH.

Samara went to Sherry's last night. Ive been having such a problem with her lately with defiance. I dont know what to do. She brought her book order form to me the other day and asked if kev and I could buy her this my little pony 2 book pack that comes with a little unicorn. It is 12.99. I told her that if she was a verryy good girl until next thursday (7 days from that day) then we would get it. very good girl means no more than 2 strikes A DAY. And she has to listen and follow what she knows are the rules. I was making muffins the other night adn she wanted to help. I asked her to watch the bowl didnt fall over while I was measuring other ingredients. She wanted to pour the milk so I gave it to her. She poured it and then she grabbed the wooden spoon and tried to stir it. The bowl tiped, pouring molasses mixture all over and in teh washer and her library book (one of the only plugs in teh kitchen is over the washer so thats where I mix). I was so frustrated but getting angry and punishing her doesnt work. So i sent her straight to her room and cleaned up. When I started the muffins again I wouldnt let her in the kitchen. I think maybe not being allowed to watch was better punishment that yelling.

I started really paying close attention to what I eat the other day using sparkpeople. Thursday I did great adn finished with calories etc to spare. Yesterday I went WAYYYYYYY over. Mind you i didnt worry too much. The didnt have a listing for plain ol chicken strips so I picked one out of the list and they didnt ahve one for penne noodles so again I picked one. And I plan on rocking the eating today!

Ive done some research and I am pretty sure I have Neurotic Excoriations. Ask me how I like that. I really dont want to medicate but if it doesnt get better or I dont get betetr self control I am going to have to go fight for a prescription. The last time I did this it was my stomach and the dr insisted it was change of weather dry skin... Before it was my stomach... Who gets dry skin on thier belly? Now it is the sides of my neck. It is to the point where my necklace is irritating me but i am not goignt o take it off. I really want to stop through the power of my MINNNNNDDDDD. MWHAHAH. Yeah, whatever.

Fricking cat is still puking. WHYYYY MEEEE. If she doesnt stop im going ti ahev to break down and take her to teh vet... but if idiot with an I doesnt pay then I realllly cant afford it right now. Henri suggested taking her in and paying teh extra 80 bucks and getting her fixed. Saves the cost of the office visit but she is so dehydrated that I dont think she would be up foir surgery. ANd then to add insult to injury Valentine was hairballing yesterday. My cats are assholes.

Donavan is shitty so I must go. BLeahc. At least he isnt puking I guess.

Safe To Say

Coffee keeps me up at night.

I had such a hard time getting to sleep last night. Then extra early this mornign I was up. pluuuey. of course that meant that donavan was up extra early and was a little off. ugh. cranky kid for the day, just what ive always wanted.

I plan to dedicate today to launrdy first of all and secondly finding that stinking bankcard. I had a dream last night that the bank decided to revoke my over draft with my rent money in there leaving me with 150 toward rent instead of 650. See why I dont leave money in teh bank? Makes me paranoid.

It was freezing out here when I got up this mroning. (pretty lame statment but whatever...)

What else should I blog about?

I kind of feel like typing if only to avoid having to go get dressed when I still want to be in bed. oh, do i want to be in bed, what I wouldnt give to be in bed....

Holy Scary Dream Batman

Kevin woke me up at a pivitol part of my dream last night. So pivital this part in fact that i didnt even realized he had said anythign to me becuase i was screaming so loud and hard in my dream...

We were at his family's cabin (I felt it was his families) with our child. (Donavan at samara's age? donno). All was well adn we were getting dressed to go to town to get supplies. As I was half dressed some strange woman came to the door (i think she was lost). Kevin started being very mean and disrespectful toward me. after he kept picking and picking i threw on a sweater, grabbed a couple of garbage bags and told him I was leaving and going home. I packed all of my stuff and the child's stuff while he was going insane threatening me and so on if i left. I packed the stuff in the car, put the kid in and went and sat in the backseat. He had the keys. When he came out he was still freaking adn threatening. he pulled out fo teh driveway and started SPEEDING erradically on teh icy roads while being insane. I was trying to gouge his eyes or nostril and screaming out the window for help while we sped through a town.
When kev said its time to wake up I didnt even hear him. I thought he was calming down in my dream and thats what he said.
Then I woke up. to him saying it again.

SCARY