Could have been better.

I told my kids that I didn't want them to buy me anything for Mothers Day. I told them that all I wanted was PEACE, no fighting, no crying, whining,or yelling. I think it went well.
Quinn woke me up early and gave my a lovely "free" gift before he left for work. The bean wakes up and tells my she has to go potty and that there isn't any t.p.. Then this exchange happen:
Bean: "Is today Mother's Day?"
Me: Why yes it is.
B: "Oh, well I want something to drink and I want pancakes!"
M: "Pancakes sound fantastic!!"
B: "NO I want waffles! You know the ones with the squares."
M: "mmmkay. (thinking, thank land there are toaster waffles)"

So I made her, her breakfast and went to lay back down in bed and watch Sunday morning politics.
Jon got up a little later and I told him that pancakes sounded good for breakfast. Wouldn't you know that Boy made me breakfast in bed and didn't fight with his sister at all!!!
JOY.
So I got up and prepared myself to mow. I mowed my lawn from about 10 till 12:45. I did this on purpose because I am in desperate need of serious "sol"...
Afterwards I was thinking about what I could do and then got word that I could go fishing. OMG
Now I love to fish, I love to catch them, and eat them, don't get me wrong. But, I had to load up my gear, drive into town, stop and get gas and fishing licence, drive out to the lake, unload gear, rig Beans pole, fish, load everything back up, drive home, fillet the fish, cook them, get Bean her bath, eat, get her to bed, aaaaaaa. I was so tired by the end of the day...
So all in all it was a good day, but...

Could have been better.

I told my kids that I didn't want them to buy me anything for Mothers Day. I told them that all I wanted was PEACE, no fighting, no crying, whining,or yelling. I think it went well.
Quinn woke me up early and gave my a lovely "free" gift before he left for work. The bean wakes up and tells my she has to go potty and that there isn't any t.p.. Then this exchange happen:
Bean: "Is today Mother's Day?"
Me: Why yes it is.
B: "Oh, well I want something to drink and I want pancakes!"
M: "Pancakes sound fantastic!!"
B: "NO I want waffles! You know the ones with the squares."
M: "mmmkay. (thinking, thank land there are toaster waffles)"

So I made her, her breakfast and went to lay back down in bed and watch Sunday morning politics.
Jon got up a little later and I told him that pandcakes sounded good for breakfast. Wouldn't you know that booy made me breakfast in bed and didn't fight with his sister at all!!!
JOY.
So I got up and prepared myself to mow. I mowed my lawn from about 10 till 12:45. I did this on purpose becuase I am in desperate need of seroius "sol"...
Afterwards I was thinking about what I could do and then got word that I could go fishing. OMG
Now I love to fish, I love to catch them, and eat them, don't get me wrong. But, I had to load up my gear, drive into town, stop and get gas and fishing licencse, drive out to the lake, unload gear, rig Beans pole, fish, load everything back up, drive home, fillet the fish, cook them, get Bean her bath, eat, get her to bed, aaaaaaa. I was so tired by the end of the day...
So all in all it was a good day, but...

I'm so excited! and other stuff...

I am so freaking stoked!! (not in the stoned way...)

As you know my brother and his other, are getting married but, that's not what is getting my goat. My Sister (Hey Les!!) and our cousin (Hi J and JP) may be heading out to Majestic Minnesota to visit and attend!!! Hells Yeah!! I sure hope it comes through and they really do make it out. I wouldn't have to much to show them, maybe fishing or something but to be honest the only thing out here to see is , well, ME!! hehehee

OK I am now over it. In other news, the days are getting warmer, sunnier, and all around more fanfuckingtastic. I have a refill of my xanax, and am weaning of my paxil, hoping all goes well and I have NO MORE panic attacks.

I finished my one landscaping project (with the exception of one "bush" to plant, a purple dome Aster) and it will be on to the other area. I have to move post, left by my wonderful husband, and then amend the soil, dig the edging and place it, lay landscaping fabric, buy more plants to plant, plant, mulch. Viola! done.

If it only were as easy as it sounds. The only thing that is putting me on hold is my paycheck. as soon as the funds come in, I will be able to purchase all the pretties I need for the season.

I also need to finish planting my garden. Holy Crap I am off on that. I planted potatoes, onions, a few heads of cabbage, and beets. This was about 3 weeks ago and I only see that the onions are up. I am a little worried that I may have to replant some things. Well, not that worried. I know I still have some time. So hopefully I will get the tomatoes and peppers purchased soon and get those in the ground as well as the rest of the seeds. Wish me luck. If you call and I don't answer, I will be outside and out of earshot.

Quinn is a little frustrated with the farming. His ground has been to wet to get into. I think, well never mind what I think. Hopefully they will be able to get some fields planted so I don't have to slice my ears off with a sharp knife in order to stop the madness.

Oh! our water well pressure thingy, is taking a gigantic shit. It started in with it's constipation a few days ago, then last night, Jon was taking a shower and it passed a dump. It was kinda funny, Jon yelling and Quinn having to go into the dungeon to fix it until, I was in the shower. Mid shave of the bikini area and the water stops. WTF??? So when Quinn got it fixed, I was just ready to turn the shower off and it quits again. I get out and go tell him that it's out, he lost his nachos'. I tell you what, sometimes, he just can't get a break.

In addition to all the mundania, I am pushing Mr.G for addition work. If he hires me for at least a few hours a week, I can make my ends meet and buy my lip balm for the rest of the summer. He had surgery today, getting radiation wafers implanted. As if they are cookies, puhlease. Maybe someday he will see that he will make a good choice in hiring me. One less thing he will have to worry about. maybe.

Sammy girl has an appointment in two weeks to get groomed. She will be soooo pretty I will have to take lots of pictures. Now that we put the Frontline on her she is no longer a tick taxi. I tell you, I was getting really sick of picking those fuckers off of me in the middle of the night and having to flush them. It got old real quick.

I have taught her to sing a little. I think it was a mistake because now when she is all excited (like me) she howls. Roowww aarrrwwwwrrooorrww.