Love Love Love

I love my wife, my kiddo, our dog, and most of all...MY LIFE! I couldn't ask for anything more than what I already have. I get to spend time with those that love me, while doing the things that I love!!!



My boyfriend is soooo awesome. The other night I told him I was glad that he had stuck it out with me through all this bad luck and hard times that we have been through lately. And he said, "Of course. Relationships are made up of good AND bad times." So sweet!!!! And then, a couple days ago, he asked me if I wanted him to stay home on Friday night with me instead of going out. If you're an avid reader you are as shocked as I was when I heard him say that. I told him no, I wouldn't ask him to stay home because I didn't want his friends talking about him again. THEN, today, he told me that Lorelli and I should COME WITH HIM to his dinner with his friends. I asked him if he was sure and what would his friends say and he said that he didn't care. WOOWOO. Where did this boyfriend come from, and how can I make sure that I can keep him? :-) He has been so incredible lately. He says the sweetest things. He hasn't been going out that often. I think he is really trying after our talks that we had a while back. It is nice to know that this time he actually heard me and understands what I need.

I just had to share my awesome news with you guys. Now I am off to hang out with my girl friends. They should be here shortly. We are having a girlz night IN.




My dear daughter is crazy. 3 year olds are crazy in general. It really is true what they say about children. You try and get them to talk for the first year or so of their life only to spend the next forever trying to get them to STOP talking. If only for five minutes. I wish she knew how to read and could immerse herself into a book. But no, that requires me talking and reading out loud. I don't want to put her in front of a movie. Even if I did, she would constantly be asking me what was going on, or if I saw that, or if that person was sad. She can go play in her room, but every so often she will yell down to me...just to tell me what she is doing. What would be awesome is if she was big enough to go outside and play by herself. But, she can't. Besides, it's raining outside. Right now she is running around and around the long couch. As she comes around she tells me, "Hi, I'm back" and as she goes around the other side she says, "Goodbye, see you in the morning." Even playinh with her imaginary friend requires her to talk to him and also to me. Is there no reprieve???? Only when she is sleeping. Even then, she comes in the room and tells me she needs to go peepee. She can't do it on her own in the middle of the night yet.

Don't get me wrong....we all know that I love to talk. But there are times in my day that Idon't want there to be anymore talking. I just want it to be quiet. I want to sit on the couch and read a book. I was to make dinner and just listen to some music with no one talking. Most times I do not mind the endless chatter that flows from the mouth of the shorter person running around here. Lots of times she and I can carry on conversations about our day, about things that happened last week, about our future get the jist. Normal conversations that you would not expect to be able to have with a three year old. And sometimes I really want to talk to another grown up. I don't do much of that, either. I speak with grownups at work, of course. But they are mostly in their 30s to 50s. I don't work with any young people. And since my cell is off I can't call and chat with my friends on the way to get my lovely daughter from the babysitters.

I guess I am lacking in the friend department. I am mising my friends. I am missing the times when I could just call someone up and invite them over for dinner. Or give someone a ring and say, "Hey, I'm bored...want to get together?" I don't have that out here. I have only two friends that I really hang out with. I have inherited friends by being with Rob. But those are still his friends that are cool with me. You know? It is sucky being out here all by myself and everyone else is there in Texas.

I don't mean to sound like a pity party...I guess I am really just missing being a grownup. I love having Lorelli. She makes me laugh, and cry, and laugh some more. I am bored. I am stuck in the house sometimes. I want out. I want to just go. I want to call up some friends and tell them to come over. I want to have a party like I used to. I want. I want. I want.



So, I guess I offended my boyfriend. And actually, it wasn't me that did it. It was Lorelli's daddy. And my man would not have been offended or hurt or whatever he is if his stupid friend hadn't kept making smart remarks. See, what had happened was...apparently Isaac (the friend) has a problem with A.D. coming to the house to drop Lorelli off. Well, not a problem with the actually dropping off, just the fact that he doesn't JUST drop her off. He thinks that A.D. should basically push her out the door, not come in and visit, not invite me to dinner with them so I can spend time with Lorelli and she still gets some kind of family time, and MOST definitely not go places together as a family. All these comments from Isaac have made Rob...UNCOMFORTABLE...that's the word he used. I didn't mean for it to, but it did. And he even said it probably would not have if he hadn't had that little bug in his ear from his friend.

And while we are on the topic of Isaac. He irritates me. Every time Rob wants to spend some time with me instead of going out (which if you read me regularly you know is not very often), he accuses him of being whipped or of letting me control him. WTF?!?!?! Take Friday night, for example. Rob wanted to take me and Lorelli out for a celebratory dinner because the house people finally moved out...and Isaac had a problem with it. SHEESH! My boyfriend wants to spend ONE FRIDAY NIGHT with me out of the last BAJILLION Friday nights, and I have his balls?!?!?! I don't think so. I think that Isaac is just jealous. Or something. I don't know what I think. I think that Isaac doesn't like to be monogamous and in a steady relationship so he wants his friends to not be in steady relationships, either.

So, read the above sentence correctly. THE HOUSE PEOPLE ARE GONE!!! WOOOO WOOOOOO!!!! I can now have self mandated NAKE DAYS. Lorelli can get back to her normal self without the temper tantrums. A gallon of milk will last more than 3 days. A bottle of juice will last more than one day. There will be vegetables at dinnertime again. There will be leftovers in the refrigerator again. And most of all...actually...that's about it. But really, the house people weren't ALL THAT BAD. They helped us almost as much as we helped them. They helped out a little bit with rent. They bought the majority of groceries when I don't know how we would have been able to do it if they hadn't. And it was sorta nice for Lorelli to have some company. Granted, they caused a lot of undue stress in my household....but all things come with sacrifice. And I believe that in the end....our relationship will be stronger for what we have gone through.

So...the new job. I have been there a couple weeks now and it's ok. I am bored most days. I don't know why they needed to hire me. It seems like what I am doing should be handled by one person. Not by one person and their assistant. But I don't want to complain because I am glad I have a job. I wish it paid more. But I am glad I have a job. I am doing the accounting, the HR, the payroll, and the banking. The hours are incredible. I word Monday through Friday 8-4:30. Those are perfect hours for spending time with Lorelli. She wakes up on her own at 6:30 or 6:45 and comes in the room usually as I am getting out of the shower and we get ready and leave the house around 7:15. Then I am there to pick her up around 4:45 and we are home shortly after 5. That leaves the whole evening for playing and "homework" and dinner.

Yes, my baby does homework. This she learned from the 8 year old housegirl. Lorelli is working on learning her lower case letters. She is so excited about it. She wants to know everything. She has learned how to spell and sign ROB and most of her name LORELLI and the beginning of her daddy's name ADAIR and half of my name CHARISSE. She has decided that her favorite color is orange and she wants to know everyone else's favorite color. She wants to know what you like to drink because she likes "milk and water and tea and juice and soda." She knows that we don't say STUPID or BUTT or FART or BOOBOO or SHUTUP and she will tell you all about it if you say any of those words. She is very concerned about anyone seeing "her nekkid." And she uses nekkid like a noun. Like naked is something you could hold and look at. Its hilarious. I am telling you, this kid is crazy. And sooooo funny.

Ok - if you are still reading - thanks. :-) Enjoy your week. I am going to bed. I have had a BAD sinus infection for a week now and have been coughing and blowing my nose endlessly. I am going to go to bed and get ready for the new week.


Catch up

So, a lot has gone on in my life lately...Let's start with my new hair color..its awesome. My hair chick apparently couldn't make it to my house anytime in the last THREE weeks like she had PROMISED she would be able to. But that's ok. I colored it myself. And I did a damn good job if I do say so myself. The color is Pomegranate and it is beautiful.

Next - well not really next in the ACTUAL sense of the word, but the next topic is...Lorelli is 3 years old. I know she has been for quite some time now. I am a bad blogger. SORRY. I go through phases where I want to blog everything. And I go through phases where I don't want to DO anything. But, my little baby is 3. Its unbelievable. Her daddy told me about their conversation in the car today. It went as follows.
Lorelli: Daddy whats that sound?
Daddy : Its my car baby
L: I think its a helicopter.
D: No baby, its my car.
L: Nooooo daddy, its a helicopter.
D: Actually, its my car
L: Actually, its a helicopter
D: I'm pretty sure its my car
L: No, I am PRETTY SURE its a helicopter
D: Sorry to disappoint you but that sound is my car
L: Sorry to disappoint YOU but that is a helicopter
D: I am 100% sure that its my car

That is just too funny. When he was telling me about it I was laughing so hard I got tears in my eyes. That little girl cracks me up. She can say the funniest things sometimes. She got mad at me the other day because I put her in timeout and made her sit there quite a long time because she hit the little boy (18 mos old) who is staying with us, WITH A TOY SHOVEL!!! She was crying and wiping her eyes and she looked at me and said, "I WANT MY DADDYYYYYYYY!!!!!" She has never said that to me before. I thought that the first time that SHE did say it, that I would be crushed and heartbroken, but I was fine. In fact, I kinda wanted to laugh. But I didn't. But it was a little funny. She thinks that she is such a little grown-up. And she is so girly. And such a diva. Check out these crazy pictures.

I finally got a job. It is rather low paying compared to what I am used to. But I am no longer in retail. I work for a company that is actually doing some good in the community. The company is called Square1Art. They do fundraising for schools. Basically, Little Johnny goes to Basictown Elementary School, he and his whole class draw masterpieces and send them into my company. We then put their masterpiece on collectible items like t-shirts, coffee mugs, potholders, totebags, and magnets to name a few. The school gets a catalogue of the kinds of products we sell, which they send home with every little kid. Then, Mom, Dad, Uncle Bob, Grandpa Joe etc get to order these products. The school makes a third of the profit and everyone is happy. :-) I work in the accounting department and I am dealing with payroll and HR and invoicing. Basically, stuff I was already doing, just in a different way. Today was my first day and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I was bored at time because I am so used to Fry's and the fast paced placed that it was. But, I think I can get used to it.

As you read above, we have house guests. One of my boyfriend's friend asked if his sister and her 8 year old daughter, and her 18 month old son, AND HER disabled boyfriend could stay with us for a week or two. THAT WAS A MONTH AGO. They are still here. They are not that bad, really. I am definitely not used to having people in our house ALL THE TIME so it has definitely put a little stress on me. But, they will be leaving soon, I think. I call them the Housepeople. It isn't really derogatory, but it really doesn't sound very kind, either. The baby cries about everything. The older one tries to get the little ones in trouble. The boyfriend is disabled for some reason and watches tv and plays video games like a college bachelor would. The sister works night and is home all day trying to get a little bit of rest and take care of her son because the boyfriend doesn't want to. I feel really bad for her. She might get 4-6 hours of sleep a day. So, they are pretty much here 24-7. Thats a lot of stress on my household. But we were able to help them out in a time that we needed their help also. She does help clean. And she helps cook. And they are helping pay the rent a little bit so Rob doesn't have to do it alone. AND they have been buying the majority of the groceries since they got here, which has taken a huge load off of us.

What else needs to be shared...I guess that is it. I have been going through some crazy hormone things every since I got back on the shot. This has caused much undue stress in my already stressed out relationship with my boyfriend. It has caused me to be overly needy. And very insecure. And quick to anger. And quick to cry. get the idea. I am very happy to go back to work, and hopefully get back to a normal routine, and back to my normal self. We will see, though. Keep your fingers crossed for me. PLEASE!!!