Violent Imagination

Few people realize how much of a bitch I can be. Which surprises me. Often times, when a person is pissing me off this song plays on repeat in my head. And all my people have a dance rave to it while we stomp your face in and hurt you. Hurt you very, very badly. The torture I've imagined is brilliant. So today's disturbed thoughts of violence are dedicated to that special bitch who can't help but piss me off every chance she gets. I hope it makes you smile, too.

Jones vs. Knowles

Orlando Jones meet your long lost sister Solange Knowles.Click on the image to be taken to its source.

Bitch Be Crazy

Big problem. Big big problem. I've come to the conclusion my anti-depressants are making me violently ill. Like intense uncontrollable exorcist vomiting and then shaking. That can't be good right? I haven't been taking them every day like I'm supposed to because I haven't felt well (plus I'm forgetful while pregnant). Now I know why. This also explains my terrible "morning sickness". I'm willing to bet it wasn't morning sickness, seeing as it happened about 3-4 hours after I take my antidepressant every day. Hmm, suspicious. I'm going to stop taking them until my Dr. appt in a few days. Hopefully she'll have a good answer for me.

You know how the Hulk says, "You wouldn't like me when I'm angry."?

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Well, it's kinda like that for me when I've been off my meds. You wouldn't like me without my crazy pills. Hell, I certainly don't like me. Which is part of the problem. In fact, now that I think about it, running around yelling "Tayia SMASH!" holds quite the appeal.

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When I don't take them I get this intense body tingly thing that I can not stand and I'm disoriented. Not to mention the fact that I go kinda bitch postal for the tiniest reasons and then enjoy harming myself. Ya, not good in the slightest. In case you were wondering though, I haven't done that in a very long time. Oh I've wanted to. But I haven't. I made Justin a promise and I'll keep my word to him no matter what.

Oh man, this isn't going to end well. Poor Justin. He's the one that's gonna have to put up with my cray-cray ass. I hope the doctor has an amazing solution I have simply overlooked in my freak-out.

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Growing Up

Jasper is growing up so fast. The list of things he says and does is too long to even attempt to keep track of anymore. I love watching him process things and then seeing the light bulb click on.The first one is him playing outside with a bucket helmet. He loves the bucket helmet. The next pics are naked time after a bath. He ran and crawled in there on his own (like everything else). He thought it was hilarious to get into Dobby's kennel and shut the door. I had to get a pic of him being a goof.

So yesterday he was having some naked time which always starts off by him running through the house, arms raised high yelling, "I feeeee!" (I'm free). Then he went in his room to watch Mickey Mouse. Out he comes just a few minutes later, "Uh-oh"
"What 'uh-oh'?" I say back, "Did you go pee or poop in your room?" To which he quickly replies, "Okay". Then goes back in for more Mickey. Once I got in the room I couldn't see any obvious place where he'd gone "uh-oh" so I asked him, "Where did you go potty?"
"I dun know. Whey?"
"Well, I don't know. You're the one who went potty, not me. Where did you go pee or poop?" Big pause... nothing happening. "Show me, please."
Big sigh, "Ah rieeeet." (all right) He started to get off the bed, I'm hoping to show me, when I step in pee.
"Eeew! Found it."
Small snickers and giggles, "yeah."
"Thanks, dude." My sarcasm is lost on him...I think.
"Yeah." Then starts dancing to Mickey.

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Oh silly Jasper.

Justin always kisses Me and Jasper and says I love you before he leaves for work. Jasper told him that he loved him too last night. That's a first. He'll say, "high fife" (high five) if he's done something good. I blow raspberries on him all the time. He learned how to do it back about two days ago. I hate getting it done to me 'cause it tickles so dang bad. But that's what good Mommies do. They get sticky raspberries blown on them. Thank you, oranges, for the sticky. Jasper peeled an orange all by himself. One of those "Cuties are made for kids" oranges. He was feeding me tiny little chunks of it with the biggest smile on his face, "I did! I did! Mom-mom-mom-y, I did!" The mess didn't even matter. He did it. All on his own.

I look forward to each day just to see what he'll do next.

Rocking out with my new headphones on. Gah, the cuteness! Gah, the horrible quality!

Avabella

Our little girl is going to be a diva with a 'tude. It's pretty inevitable I think. When I think of her all I see is pretty frills, unicorns and princesses. But I'm pretty sure the reality will be hissy fits, muddy tutus, and tormenting the dog with her big brother. When I see her future, I see

Precious handmade outfits by Mommy

With ridiculously big hair bows or flowers

Cute little tushies hidden by tutus

and glitter dances.

While I'm positive she will wear all of the handmade or store bought adorableness I've mentioned. I'm also pretty positive she will love the mud and outdoors just like her brother. She will hunt for bugs and play in whatever yuck she can find. She will ride on the four-wheeler and be a little rebel hellion with a dare-devil streak that will give me a heart attack. Our muddy little princess.

Add a bow and tutu... Pretty much sums it up.

*Most of these pics can be found on my Pinterest board Kid Clothes. Follow me there for more awesomeness. Click on the pic to be taken to its respective pin. Then you can go to their website. Like what I did there? Making you go to my pin board if you want more info? Yeah, I can be evil.

A Pet Named Peeve

People who know me well and even those who don't, know that I get annoyed pretty easily. Here are my top irkers. I was inspired tonight when some of them had me doing the wrinkle-nose-and-squint-eyes face.

1. When the toilet paper faces in instead of out.

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2. When there is a kink in the toilet paper roll and it makes a "thud thud thud" as you unroll it.

3. If the trash is full, do not keep piling crap on. What do you think is going to happen? A magic garbage fairy does not come by, remove the trash spilling over and put it in another bag. That's ME God damn it and I hate it! Be an adult and do it your damn self!

4. Even more teeth grinding... If the trash bag has been closed up some, DO NOT put garbage on the outside of the bag.

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Nothing pisses me off more than if I have to touch someone else's garbage.

5. Chewing your food loud enough I can hear you. I don't care if it's crunchy, your nosed is stuffed up, the food is too hot, whatever. No excuses.
6. Leaving the sink nasty. This includes but is not limited to: hair, facial hair, toothpaste, spit, toilet paper, pools of water, band-aides, anything else you decide to put in or around the sink so others can see it.
7. Believe it or not the dinner table is not a place for crap. It's for food and family dinners. Not a storage for all the extra garbage or recycling that you're too lazy to take out. Or for that matter is it a place to put shit because you don't want to take the time to put it in it's proper place.

A place for everything and everything in its place. I love this saying. It means nothing in this house. I suppose that's it for now. My home has been a rant inducing mess lately.

I refuse to admit I could be a contributing factor.

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Unleash the Kraken!!!

Warning: Way too much information about a pregnant lady and pee-pee.

My last post was about pee-pee and hey, why stop now? So as you may be aware, when a woman
is pregnant, going pee is a big deal. It happens all the time. Like every half hour. If you manage to hold it for longer than that? When you do finally "go" it's like a fire hydrant blowing its top. Ahh the relief. So I had been holding it for hours. Hours people! That's a pretty remarkable feat.

Let me lead you through my little diva Avabella's thought process:
First: Hey, what the heck is this thing taking up all my room?
Then came: Hmm, what happens if I go ninja on its ass?
And finally: Oh hey, why is Mommy shaking me all around and screaming?

And that was my queue to haul ass to the bathroom. Once I sat down it was heaven I'm telling you. Heaven. I might have even said, "Unleash the Kraken!!!!" because it was that great of a pee.

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Now, aren't you glad you took the time to read this post?

I have to pee

There are just some things you do not do to a pregnant lady. For instance, you DO NOT wake a pregnant lady up and then dominate the bathroom so she is unable to use it. No pregnant lady should be forced to hold it after waking up from a (rare) good nights sleep. I'm surprised this isn't a law already. Should this happen again, I will not be held accountable for my actions.

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Except I can guarantee I was not smiling all cutesy when I had to hold it.

New Look

Hope you enjoy the new look as much as I do! I haven't been blogging much lately because of computer problems. I was having so much trouble doing the simplest of posts. It was driving me bonkers. So I switched from Internet Explorer to Firefox. Problems solved. What browser do you use?