Happy Halloween

Today is Halloween!!! It’s already been very chaotic for me. Well at least in my head. Angry Toddler’s school did orange day today. I am glad that I bought a long sleeve orange shirt from Old Navy about a month ago.

Tonight we are going to Mickey’s Treat at Disney’s California Adventure. We went last year. We had a great time. We trick or treated around and took lots of pictures with the characters.

I’m soo not ready for this. I need to organize Angry Toddler’s costume, and do some modifications. I need to take a shower and do some laundry.

Plus, I need to go to the Toddler’s school at 3pm. They are having some pumpkin thing, I think?

Angry Husband played around with my camera yesterday. I think he has it fixed. He compared the settings to my work camera. Stupid Nikon!!! I wish I would have bought a Canon.

The Great American Fish Tank Build Part 2

So I previously blogged about our fish tank build, September post.

I thought I would update y’all a little bit. The Angry Husband has been working alot on his days off to get some funds to complete this project. I know it’s a totally expensive hobby, and I hate seeing money go towards it. But, I was really sick of looking at this six foot long, empty plastic tank. He saved up enough money to get his sand, rocks, water, and lights.

I’m including the pictures taken a few days ago. It’s got a neon glow to it. And it’s hella loud. Like soooo loud, that it sounds like our dishwasher is running 24/7. The husband said that it’s the pumps, and that he needs to UPGRADE them. Well of course he does.. My husband never does anything simple. The man must always upgrade things.

My mom is freaking. Seriously, everytime she comes over our house, she gets anxiety. She keeps thinking that the tank is going to break and that water is going to destroy everything in our house.

I will actually be happy when we get some fish. I’m tired of looking at ugly rock. I want to see pretty fish. I told Angry Husband that I want the tank to look like the one at the Pediatrician’s office. It’s soo purty.

Daylight Savings Not

So I crashed on the couch this morning when I got home from work. I really truly wanted to sleep in our bed. But, alas, angry Toddler was lying horizontal on my side of the bed, snoring. I grabbed my blanket, drug it down the hall, and plopped myself on the couch.

I woke to the sound this morning, of AT screaming, “DADDY, DADDY”. I knew that my husband was getting ready for work, which meant it was like 7am. Oh, oh no, this is way too early for me. The husband put the toddler to bed especially late last night so I could get some extra sleep. His plan did not work.

The toddler is extremely wild and hyper this morning. I swear, it was like he was eating candy in his sleep.

So Angry Husband’s cellphone rings, can you wake me up even more… It’s his co-worker, AH is late. The husband looks at the clock, 8am, what? I mumbled from the couch, ummmm, I think your alarm switched to Daylight Savings. AH shouts back, “Is it Daylight Savings?” I reply, “No, Congress voted to push it back this year. It’s next weekend.”. AH grabs his keys and runs out the door.

Meanwhile, I’m thinking, ok 8am is much better than 7am. I got to sleep in a little, 5 hours of sleep is better than 4. Meanwhile, the toddler is galloping up and down the hall. He’s crazy.

I then call my parents.. “What’s for breakfast?”, I say. “Meet us at Ruby’s, at 9am”, my mom says. Yay, free food. I don’t even think we have any breakfast-y food here anyway. We took Angry Toddler to breakfast last weekend also. He was pretty good for his usual self, I guess we will try it again.

Now, I gotta pick out an outfit for him. One of his many “Halloween” themed outfits. I decide on a lovely Gap shirt with Frankenstein, and Gap jeans. I have a slight obesession with baby Gap this Fall. I’m debating whether or not, it is cold enough for a sweater.

Thirteen Things

For today’s post, I will point out thirteen things I found in my car tonight. I cleaned it out, finally. What a mess a 2 year old and 31 year old woman can make!

1. Bob Revolution Jogging Stroller-This stroller kicks ass and has a 5-point harness. This is my second Bob Stroller. The Angry Toddler cannot escape from this.

2. Camouflage Backpack-A cute little backpack from baby Gap. I use it as a diaper bag. Sometimes, I have the Angry Toddler carry it on his back. Less for mama to carry.

3. Parking Pass-The parking pass for the City I work for. I don’t know why I have it on my dashboard. Everyone knows my car.

4. Toll roads Transponder-I cancelled my membership to the toll roads over a year ago. They keep upping the prices. One of their routes is over $8.00 for one way. Alas, sometimes I need to take the shortcut, I never have cash, so I rejoined.

5. Cellphone Charger-I’m always talking on my phone, hence I need to charge it. I have like 5 chargers spread out between two cars, work, and home.

6. Work Uniforms-My dirty uniforms from working last weekend. They are still on the front passenger floorboard of my car. I need to wash them tonight so I can wear them tomorrow.

7. Artwork-Angry Toddler’s artwork from preschool. About once a week, I get handed a pile of drawings, paintings, and cut/paste work. I have no idea what to do with it all. Somehow it’s piling up on my rear passenger floorboard.

8. Map of Disneyland-We frequently go to Disneyland. I have no clue why we collect/use maps. I think Angry Husband grabs them at the gate.

9. Wedding Ring-My wedding ring was in the cup holder. I mostly wear it for work. Ever since my other ring was lost/stolen, I refused to get a new one. I finally broke down this summer and had a white gold Hawaiian wedding ring made. It has Plumeria flowers on it with our names inscribed inside.

10. iPod-My pink little Nano. It’s soo cute. I love that the Tahoe has an adaptor so I can listen to my tunes in the car.

11. Magazines-Angry Husbands fish magazines. There’s like 4 of them in there. He reads them while I drive. I always drive. Sometimes I like to be chauffeured around.

12. Britax Marathon Carseat-We have owned 4 Britax since having Angry Toddler. I swear by them, I love them.

13. Noisy Toys-How come all the noisy toys make it to my car? We have a small basket of toys in the backseat. It seems to be filled with loud noisy cars. One of the toys is this chicken sitting inside a car. When it moves, it starts clucking. This damn toy always seems to get stuck under the seat. It was the first thing to go to the trash when I cleaned out my car tonight. I can’t handle the clucking anymore!

Fire

Right now the fires are out of control here in Southern California. I live about 10 miles from one of the main fires, here in Orange County. It would have to jump a main freeway to get to us.

The air quality is awful right now. It’s all smokey and dusty.I took Angry Toddler to preschool this morning and they are keeping the students inside. Angry Toddler has asthma and this would not been good for him.

It was really crazy at work last night. We had alot of power transformers go down, which led to signals and power going down. There was like an orange haze over the sky, it was quite scary.

Everyone was having major allergy and sinus problems last night also. I hid most of the night in the building. I hope I can hide in there tonight. I’m going to bring my inhaler just in case, I actually have to work.

Alot of people, I know have been evacuated from their homes. I hope that they can return to their homes soon. Apparently, the fires near my home were set by an arsonist. Some people are soo stupid.

My thoughts go out to the people affected by these fires.

I’m ignoring the toddler….

I’m sitting here in my office, checking my e-mail and such. I can hear Angry Toddler, we have a small house. Angry Toddler is in his closet, stuck I’m sure. He’s making this sound, “Coo Coo, Coo Coo”. He’s like a little bird.

We have that Container Store Elfa System in his closet. He always climbs it and gets stuck. I know if he gets really stuck, he screams “Stuck, stuck”.

Why must my child climb everything?

Preschool Woes and Stages of Grief

It has been a really bad week for us here. Angry Toddler’s preschool owner called me on Thursday afternoon, she told me that her husband is terminally ill and that she would be closing down the preschool “for a while”. We are totally devastated. Angry Toddler has been going to this school since June. He has already achieved so much. They have worked with him independently on all of his skills.

I feel like I’m going through the five stages of dying myself right now.

1. Denial-This isn’t happening? His school is going to be closed after next week. Where will he go then? What about all his little friends?

2. Anger-How could they do this to us? We counted on this school. Angry Toddler was supposed to go there until kindergarten. Now we have to look for a new school, mid-Fall, when almost all the other schools are all full.

3. Bargaining-At least we have another week. He can go there until almost the end of the month. Five more days of seeing his friends. Will his friends be there next week?

4. Depression-Thursday was not a good day in our household. I’m soo upset. I finally felt comfortable with this school. AT was thriving. He knows all his friend’s and teacher’s names. He asks about them at night. He was talking about his friend, Jacob, when we were watching tv. I can’t help but feel sad, these people were almost like family. In such a short time, we’ve bonded with everyone.

5. Acceptance-I realized that we need to seek other arrangements. After the school’s owner called, I came right home. So much for a relaxing day off for me. I googled every preschool in our city and neighboring cities. I started calling them. About 90% of the schools, were full, or had huge waiting lists. I called one school and they had an 18-month long waiting list. I was able to find three schools that had openings and that fit our needs.

We went on Friday, and toured the three schools. I will do an update of this post at a later time. Right now, I gotta go check on Angry Toddler. Angry Husband is at work. I’m here alone with AT on three hours of sleep…

The Kid Sleeps Like a Teenager

It is a constant struggle with Angry Toddler and his sleep habits. Ever since we lost the crib, moment of silence for “THE CRIB”. His sleep habits have been Crap!

He refuses to go to sleep in his bed. We’ve tried all the methods, even Super Nannying him. Nope, didn’t work. Basically AT falls asleep on the couch in our living room. He usually falls asleep watching TV. This is how it is for naps and bedtime. His naps range anywhere from 1pm-4pm. His bedtime ranges anywhere from 8pm-10pm. Yes, that’s right 10pm.

He actually went to bed around 9pm last night. Today, he goes to preschool. I walk into his room. His is asleep on his stomach with his blanket covering his head. I say, “Angry Toddler (I used his real name), Get up, It’s time for school.” The kid actually grunts and rolls to his side. He now covers his entire body with the blanket and curls into the fetal position.

So I roll him over. He growls at me. Then I take off his pajamas. He then gets onto his stomach, pushes up his knees, and sticks his butt in the air, and says “Night Night”.

Then I have to flip him onto his back, change his diaper. I then continue to put on his jeans, shirt, socks, and shoes, all while Mr. Lazy is laying there. Then I leave the room. He comes walking down the hall, scratching his head, dragging the blanket. He’s got those red sleep scars all over his neck and face. The kid sleeps in the strangest positions.

We jump in my car, and head to preschool.

The owner of the preschool just laughs when she sees him. She said, oh rough morning. I said my 12 year old, oops I mean 2 year old didn’t want to get up. He gives her the “Angry White Man” look, which is typical in my household, and then says, “What”? She proceeds to then take him into the school and get him some breakfast. Why does the preschool teacher have to feed him? Because the kid is stubborn and never wants to eat breakfast right away. He’s just like me and has almost all of my bad habits.

Then I jump into my mommy mobile car and head home. I race into the garage, take off my jeans and throw on my pajamas again. I then jump into my bed, and watch all my DVR’ed shows. Yes, it’s a hard life for me, don’t be jealous.

I couldn’t wait to get home and watch my new favorite show, Private Practice. I love that show, but alas that’s another post to come later!

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