Who Needs Clothes?

I ran to the grocery store Saturday afternoon and while I was gone, Mr. Jeep and Little L decided to pull out the kiddie pool. When I got home they were having a blast playing in the pool. I started cooking dinner and told Little L that we would eat on the patio since she was in her bathing suit. We all sat down to eat and Little L got done eating and decided to start running around the yard. She finally walks up to me and says, "No bathing suit momma" and proceeds to strip off her bathing suit and swim diaper. I asked her if she wanted to put clothes on and she politely told me no. She then decided it would be fun to ride around the patio on her bike completely nude. Mr. Jeep and I basically had the attitude of "whatever". We have a 4 foot privacy fence on our patio, so none of the neighbors could really see her and she was having fun. I'm pretty sure if she had it her way, she would be nude all the time. Ahh, to be 2 and not have a care in the world!

Bad Momma

Call child protective services...I'm a bad mom! This morning as I was getting ready for work, I put 3 tampons on the kitchen table next to my purse to take with me. Little L came walking into the kitchen. I turned my back for a second and I heard, "Ooh, what's this?" So I turned to see what she was talking about. And there she stood with a tampon in her hand, biting down on it like it was something delicious. I said, "No, Little L. Those are for mommy only" and grabbed it out of her hands. At this point she began wailing and throwing the biggest tantrum. I put them in my purse and went to put our dogs downstairs so we could leave. When I came back upstairs, she was standing on the chair trying to get into my purse. I picked my purse up and she began throwing another tantrum. It wasn't until we were finally in the car and pulling out of the driveway that she calmed down. All over a tampon...go figure.

How Do They Not Notice?

Since about the middle of March I have lost approximately 25#. It's not like I was huge or anything. I have put on a little extra weight over the past few years and wanted to lose it. Plus I wanted to use it as a motivator to get back into my regular running routine. And I found out with my health insurance I could join Weight Watchers at a very reduced cost. Mr. Jeep has been wanting to lose weight for a while and I figured if I joined he would be more likely to stick with it. So we started WW on April 1, 2008. Depending on the clothes, I'm down about 2-3 sizes. All of my family has noticed and made comments and all of my friends have noticed and made comments. But have any of the boneheads at work said anything? No, not one word. Not that I'm expecting them to be falling all over me, but you'd think they'd say something. Our maintenance guy has complimented me on it.

I suppose it goes along with my theory that I'm invisible at work. I never get told anything or asked anything. This is one reason why I'm looking for a new job (not to mention I'd rather be working in the healthcare field). Truthfully, I really only have a problem with 2 people in the office. But those 2 people really annoy the crap out of me. I could go on for days about them and most likely will at some point. The one has been out on maternity leave for a few weeks and comes back on Tuesday. The other one I ignore as much as possible, which isn't hard considering how she also ignores me. It's wonderful!

A Few Confessions

I have a few guilty pleasures that I try to keep hidden, but most of my friends probably already know about them. I love to read about celebrity gossip. In fact I check the gossip and photos on People.com almost daily. I enjoy watching TMZ, although I don't always get to watch it. And obviously I read the tabbies when I'm in line at the grocery store. I look at it as giving me a break from reality. Mr. Jeep used to always give me grief for reading Star or People, but now he's the one that's turning on TMZ. And on occasion, he'll know some celebrity gossip before me. Funny how the times have changed!

I guess I'll save some of the other guilty pleasures for other posts.

Huge Tumble

Little L has these flip-flop type sandals that have straps on the back. When she's playing outside she is not allowed to wear them because she always falls. Last night we went to a store and I decided to take her outside while I was waiting for Mr. Jeep to get done. Little L decided to start running back and forth in front of the stores on the sidewalk. I told her to be careful and sure enough two seconds later, she fell right on her face. I thought for sure the kid's teeth were knocked out. She started screaming and holding her mouth/nose area. She wouldn't let me look at her teeth. Finally she allowed me to examine her nose and it was not good. She has a huge scrape from the bridge of her nose to the tip and another scrape under her nose. The teeth are in tact. The funny, or not-so-funny thing, is that after she calmed down and was talking, I couldn't figure out why she sounded funny. So then I started wondering if she had chipped a tooth and I just didn't see it (we were in the car at this point). Then I turned and looked at her in the backseat and sure enough her lip was huge! It's hard to tell with her because she has really full lips anyway. Mr. Jeep said it looked like she had collagen injections.

So we went home, cleaned her up and put Neosporin on it and she seemed to be fine. This morning it looked about the same and her lips were back to normal. I'm freaking out that she's going to have a permanent scar on her nose from this, but I think she'll be o.k. (at least that's what I'm trying to tell myself.

Public Restroom Pet Peeves

Hello lady that came into the bathroom and had to use the stall right next to me. Why? Why did you have to use that stall and couldn't use one of the four other ones that were open? I will never understand this. I've had this discussion with my husband about the men's room. He said it's a big no-no for a guy to use the urinal directly next to someone else when there are others that are open. It's kind of the same thing with the women's room. I know there's a wall between us, but come on!

While we're on the subject of restroom pet peeves, my other one is people who use their cell phones while going pee or otherwise in the restroom. I think this is really disturbing. I can't tell you how many times I'm at work and in the bathroom and I hear someone come in the bathroom on their phone, go into a stall, grab an ass-gasket and proceed to have a full blown conversation while taking a piss or shitting. How nice for the person on the other end of the phone to hear you and how nice for everyone else in the restroom to hear your entire conversation. The logistics of balancing the phone, wiping your ass and pulling up your pants is beyond me. And majority of the time, they're the ones that don't wash their hands. I don't get it.

Let Me Introduce Myself

I am 35 (almost 36) years old. I live in a suburb of Detroit. I'm married to a wonderful man that both frustrates me and excites me at the same time. We've been married since June 2002 and have been together since April 1996 (yes it was a long engagement. A girl has to be sure, right?). We have one beautiful daughter who turned 2 in March. And we have 2 crazy dogs: Marley - a German Shorthaired Pointer and Clifford - a Redbone Coonhound (he is Clifford the Big Red Dog). My daughter, I'll call her Little L (or her alter-ego, Crabby Patty), my husband and the dogs will provide many hours of entertainment on this blog.

I work full-time. I'm currently working as a legal assistant in a law firm. Although, this is not my background and not where I want to be. I have a degree in exercise physiology, but got burned out on it and decided to seek other options. When nothing came up, I took the first job I could find. It was supposed to be temporary, it's been 5 years. Three years ago I went back to school and became a massage therapist. I absolutely love it, but am not quite sure I want to do it full-time.

I'm fairly new to the whole blogging thing. Yeah, I know, get with the times chick! A friend of mine got me turned on to Ashley's Closet and I've been hooked ever since. I've been telling my husband that I need a blog. In order for me to keep my sanity, I think I need a blog! So this will give me the opportunity to vent my daily frustrations: mommyhood, wifedom, work, dogs, stupid people, observations and whatever else might come my way.

I want to keep the anonymity for now since I don't know where this will take me. Names will be changed to protect the innocent or if you're not so innocent, you'll be given a lovely nickname.