F You Friday! *2

F You Friday is here again, this would be my second "F You Friday" post. I find it quite therapeutic! Join in!

F you to my hair.
Sigh, short pixie cut was super, and cute, and fit me. BUT I miss my longer hair, and this growing out part really blows. When Spaghetti mentions something of a mullet on my head, I tear up and flash back to the 6th grade... shudder... (yes I F you'd my hair last week)

F you to the clutter.
Gah! You drive me insane. But cabinet by cabinet, and drawer by drawer, I am purging like Peter Walsh would want me too! (It's all to much!)

F you to my nap schedule.
I have yet to get it down pat. Where both the 2 1/2 year old AND the 9 month old are asleep for at least one nap at the same time.

Some days I can get it.

Most I can not, and I am either with both kids, or with at least one.
Don't get me wrong, I do love my kids. But from 7 am till 2 p.m. is seven hours with kids. Then if I don't get them both down at 2 (Bagel's only nap, and Weaky's second) then at 7 pm we are looking at a grand total of 12 hour with two kids.

And seriously that is just WAY to much fun for me. Maybe if I had more then just the house. Like use of my yard or a park or ANYWHERE. But since my yard is still covered in over a foot of snow, Bagel is petrified of snow, and I am NOT bundling up a 9 month old for the sake of snow. AND it's just WAY to effing cold out to go anywhere.

SO naps are crucial. I am a bitter, impatient mom around dinner and NO FUN. I repeat, run to your father children. I am DONE by this time of day if naps don't overlap. And after everyone is finally in bed. I am to zonked to do anything productive. Reality t.v. here I come!



Not to many F you's this week. Come back next week to play again!

Manic Monday. Fast traveling, lemon hair.

What was the first thing you thought when you looked at yourself in the mirror today?

Not bad. I've had this hair cut for 3 months now and I still love it. Good thing. Wonder when I will dye it again...

Do you have a recurring nightmare? If so, explain.

Not so much of a nightmare, but I always dream of traveling. Fast, usually I just make the train, plane, car. It's usually night time. And I always travel with Spaghetti, and we are almost always going to visit our parents. The kids are never with us.

List three foods you can’t stand:

Lemons.

Ate Lemon pie one time in H.S. got the flu. barfed Lemon pie for days. Lemon just ain't the same since.

Tomatoes.

Just tomatoes. I love ketchup, and salsa but not just tomatoes.

Broccoli.

Spaghetti eats it all the time. Gag. I make it all the time for him. After years I am finally not gagging as much over the smell.

Fork and Charlie

From what I hear from other bloggers, young, old, and my hairdresser, this series of books is AWESOME! I will not tell you details as for now I know only of Fork, and Charlie. Others have told me it's about vampires. I wanted to get into it.

So I bought myself a book. I then hear that they are coming out with a movie for it in November. I guess I better get reading! 10 pages done... a LOT more to go!

Do you read this series?

A priceless hot date

Eh, I am up. I know, Spaghetti had to work, and had no ironed clothes. Boo, so I went to sleep at 8 am, and up at noon. Ugh.

So needless to say, I am a bit sleepy, but I am up for the day now. I am excited to say that since Spaghetti is at work, till 7 pm, and the kidlets are away till tomorrow.

I am free. Free from being a responsible human to everyone else. I have a me day. An unplanned afternoon of a haircut, and with inspiration from my Worm Meme, I am going to the bookstore, to veg and just enjoy myself.

Come home, maybe take Ding and Dong for a walk, I would like to say I would have the energy to go down and scrap some more. But we will see.

I talked to my mom, and I was sad that it was a nice day, because I wanted to just veg out in my art room. But when its a beautiful day, and probably one of the last of the year. I think I should at least see the sun for minute...

So those are the plans. A hot date with me, myself and I. I know, it's priceless.