*sighs*

I so need a good night out.

Granted it will be quite awhile before I get the chance to....but it's starting to get to me a little bit.

Now that's not to say I don't enjoy spending time with my sweet lil guy or my daughters, I really do, especially since the girls are coming home tomorrow after visiting withtheir father since the 21st...but I guess I miss the little things...being able to play a game of cards...or going to a movie...and due to the ever constant demands of the baby, my and my bf's love life is random at best.

I guess I'm feeling sorry for myself. I don't mean to...and I feel horrid for even complaining...but still, I can't help how I feel. I don't feel resentment or anger or anything remotely close...I just...I just want to have a bit of fun, that's all.

I guess I have baby blues :C

Christmas is soon upon us!

...And I have to wait until the 20th to do shopping!

....heaven help me -__-

I dislike having to deal with the rude people around Christmas time.......you know the one's...they ram into you then suck their teeth at you for not getting out of their way...or the one's who destroy the products but feel justified in doing so cause they wanted to make sure the merchandise worked/fit/etc. Even worse are the hagglers, who have a right bitch fit if they can't get their product for cheap.

Sooo although I do enjoy Christmas *which is new for me considering for a good while I had a major chip on my shoulder and was a grinch pretty much, with the exception of enjoying the girls open their goodies on Christmas day* I DESPISE the utter batd behaviour that comes with it. I'm just thankful that as packed as the mall can get, it's NOTHING like Black Friday...I saw some of the video's on youtube and it's bloody ridiculous...sure we all like a deal, but apparently last year in the States a person DIED....and this year some crazy ol' bat of a woman decided it was in her best interest to bring along PEPPER SPRAY in order to get as much as she could without having to contend with the other shoppers....that's all sorts of messed up :/.

SO in order to prepare, I am browsing online at what's out there...and writing a list so I know EXACTLY what I'm searching for, it will make my time in the mall significantly smaller...which is awesome considering I'm claustrophobic and being around a lot of people for long reallllllllllllllly gets to me after awhile...I'm definitely one of those in then out shoppers....I get what I want, then get the hell out! lol

let's see...what else is going on...ah yes...I have been exercising lately, trying my best to shed the weight before my sister in law's upcoming wedding in May...but instead of writing it here, I have my diet journal, so if yer dieting and find enjoyment /reassurance/encouragement by reading people's journal entries while they over come the battle of the bulge, then please feel free and check out my journal! :D

http://fightingthechub.blogspot.com/

Oh..and yes I WILL  be changing the layout here...gotta find a decent christmas layout so I'll be on the lookout in the next few days :3

Alllllrighty, time to write in the other journal then call a good friend of mine. Ciao everyone! <3

Multitasking is harder than it looks...

I've been a parent for 11 years now.

So...you'd THINK I would have mastered the art of multitasking.

Chyeahhhh...not so much.

And...it's proving to make me a cranky panda >:C

As much as I try...I can't seem to keep up...so I'm feelin' pretty damn useless. It also doesn't help that as many times as I try and remind my family to put things away/pick up after themselves...it never truly seems to sink in. Granted, my children and my bf DO help out and they do an excellent job when they do...but usually I have to ask them to...I'm starting to think no one knows how to change the paper towel roll or clean the toliet other than myself.

The tricky part is....how do I ask/get them to do what they should be doing without them thinking I'm a dreadful ol' nag of a woman and wind up resenting me? *Sighs* I wish I had the power to influence without having to utter a sound :/

GOOSEFRAAABAAAAHHH....

If you've seen the movie Anger Management, you'd understand my title.

Btw, that really DOES help make you feel better when yer stressed...I tend to chant it quite a bit these days :/.

It seems like we've been dealing with incompetence for a good long while now. The work on the house that was only supposed to last two days...has been stretched out quite a bit. The washroom is done, THANKFULLY...but our kitchen needs more work, and until they put in a damn sink in the kitchen or in the backroom like they promised they would *I don't think they're going to do it though >:C * we have to go do laundry at the laundry mat, which is rather pricey.

SO FRICKEN TIRED OF THIS!!! I want my house back... I want to go and put all the shit that was originally in the washroom and kitchen back to where it was instead of it being everywhere...the workers even messed up my girls' room and ours and we can't clean it until all the work is done D:<

Sorry...just needed to vent, badly.

In happier news, we've almost got all of our halloween accessories bought...it's going to be hard to work on everyone's makeup including my own while having to meet the demands of the baby, but I will do my best...it's not easy being in demand by everyone :/

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSEFRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...dammit.

Hmm...I've got that yearnin' again...

And no, I'm not yearnin' to misbehave....not yet anyway :P

I am wanting to get back into the ol' swing of things and start my dietary changes/exercise regime back in gear. Really...really...badly.

Granted I have had many a shocked face/compliment given my way when my buddies got to see me recently, which I was thankful for...and my bf compliments me often, which, again, I AM thankful for...

...but when I look in the mirror I usually grimace...and no, I don't magically evolve into the big purple cretin at McDonalds.

My hips are no longer curvy, they're squarish...and don't even get me started on my tummy pooch, gah.

My bf reassures me it will be easy to lose the weight considering how quickly I lost it before...but now my free time is almost a thing of the past, so although I have the drive to do it, finding the time to is going to be difficult.

But...with my youngest daughter coming to me telling me she wants to lose weight...I need to be a positive inspiration and not down my own figure infront of her, hence why I write my frustrations here and have encouraged her to start with me once the newest addition to our household turns a month old.

So I'm thinking about starting a dietary/exercise blog...had one EONS ago but I don't even know if that's still around...kind of wish it was though, I could look through it and remind myself NOT to be negative...or at least, do my best NOT to be negative continously or around my girls...sometimes it's hard being a good role model :/

I have asked my bf to help me get my quest started after next week by taking starting pics...now all I need to do is find measuring tape and take my *gulp* measurements...oh lawdeh lawdeh lawdeh @__@;

Here's hoping I still have the drive to be as dedicated to my lifestyle changes as I was before I got pregnant! *crosses fingers*

Um...so now what? D:

Gotta love stress.


.... O___O

I hope my sarcasm was obvious, otherwise I need to try fucking harder eh @__@;

Firstly...the plumbing staff that were hired by our landlord...have been making frequent visits the past week or so, to find out what they need to bring/measure things and what not...have let us know that it may take up to FOUR days for everything to be finished, considering they're going to remodel our washroom from scratch *new tub, new sink, new tiles, all that jazz* as well as give us a brand new countertop/sink/cupboard space downstairs as WELL as fix the moldy patches *that are currently sealed off* that reside in our living room ceiling due to the problems from the pipes both upstairs in the other apartment and from our shotty ass pipes coming from our washroom waaaaay upstairs.

Four days.

Geezus. u___u;

Oh oh and people who said they wanted a kitten beforehand, are now slowly letting us know that they cannot have one for whatever reason. No disrespect to them, for they have their reasons etc etc...but...FAWWWWWWWWWWK....now what?? We are having a hell of a time trying to find a place for all of us to stay, nevermind getting a place for...let's count now *1 bird...3 cats...4 kittens...2 rabbits...and one dog* 11 animals?!?! Granted the rabbits/dog/2 cats belong to my mother, but she and my step father are being just as inconvienced as we are since we ALL have to vacate the house.

$&@!%20@# *#*(%&*(#%&!!!! #(%$&@!%20@#*#*(%&*!?!?!! (#%&#(%&@##*(@#!!!!!!!

*pant pant puff puff wheeeeeze* >:U

Oh...and it gets better, cause there are not a lot of hotels that allow animals and the one that is the cheapest is 100 bucks per night...and 25 bucks per animal.

How...in the fuck...are we...going to be able to afford this?? I'll tell you how...our landlord, who decided to ignore our pleas for getting this fixed earlier on in the year...is going to have to pay for our accomodations...or feel my hormonal fucking wrath.

*Grumbles* Mind...PLEASE SHADDUP u__u;

I'm having a self critical kind of day today.

Heaven knows why. I just feel grumpy :S

Guess I have a case of the blahs o__o

I find myself sighing when I gaze upon myself in the mirror. I am irritated/frustrated with my appearance. I know I shouldn't be...but I gaze upon my bloated midsection and sigh quite a bit these days...I'm ashamed at how vain I am .///.; I'm thankful my bf compliments me and makes sure to remind me that I'm beautiful just the way I am...but I just feel unappealing...and having to wait things out for the first while before my body starts to slowly go back to what it once was...is hella frustrating.

I know it took a 3 months shy of a year to create my new little bundle of joy, so as much as I could slim down quicker, I'm gonna have to deal with the fact that it's going to be awhile before I get back down to normal. I guess with my impending part in my bro's little sister's wedding reception, I am a tad anxious...I want to look decent by her wedding date so I can wear her choice of dress elegantly, not bloated and frumpy .__.;.

Ah well.