Whatever you call it, it stinks!

Okay, so I am going to talk about bodily fluids. Not blood, mucus or anything like that. But urine, pee. Why you ask? Because since I was a little girl for some reason cleaning the bathroom has been my job which includes the wonderful toilet, the commode, the john, or the potty. Whatever you call it, it still stinks to clean.

I really dislike cleaning the potty not only because you are dealing with someone else's pee, but because I don't pee on the side of the toilet or the back of the toilet or on the floor or on the wall.....it's not my pee that needs cleaning up! I know how to use the potty! And let's be honest it's just not one of those fun chores no matter what handy dandy little new cleaning toy the companies come out with. And really no chores are fun, at least for me. This is one of things God is still working on with me. In all things be happy - even cleaning. I need lots of prayer in this area. I don't mind cleaning up once, but to turn around 5 minutes later to only find a mess again is a little frustrating at times.

Anyway I go to use the potty the other day and there is pee on the back of the toilet. And of course I clean it, not only so I have a clean potty to use, but because it's not sanitary and of course I would like a bad, lazy wife and mom for not cleaning it. And later I tell hubby that he and my son Noah need to have another lesson in how to properly aim when using the potty. Of course hubby blames the boy. I think I might be passing on another chore.....the boy is getting older and perhaps this will make his aim better. It's a shot.

So, how long can I lock myself in my bedroom?

So, I want my hormones to go back to "normal"...the way they were before I had kids. I use to look at things in a positive way...you know the glass if half full not half empty, this was just not meant to be and something better awaits, at least this didn't happen, etc. Not so much now.

To top it off my son Noah who is 7 goes through these "phases" every so often and God help him that it does not happen during "that time of the month" because I can only count to 10 so many times, use logic and pray before I can't keep it in and I think the neighbors might call social services or just end up locking myself in my bedroom till daddy gets home. Okay, so I never locked myself in the bedroom till daddy got home, but I sure wanted to.

Anyway last week Noah is on this role or in one of those "phases" questioning everything..."why do I have to do that"...."do I have to"......crying, whining, huffing and puffing around the house. Totally being disrespectful and totally not my sweet, loving little boy that I miss so much. So, by the weekend I had had enough so much to the point my hubby told me to get out of the house and go do something fun. So, I thought what could I do.....go scrapbook, but that would taken too long to get my stuff together and who could I get to go? I could go shopping, well in my case window shopping because we have a limited budget...like no money and that's no fun. Side note: Who likes to window shop?? Who says lets go see things we like and would like to have and can't buy?? Who?? Seems like torture to me. And then there was the movies but there were just no good, decent movies out to see. None that weren't too offensive in one way or the other. So, I took a nap.

I would like to say the nap did the trick.....that I woke up to my sweet, loving little boy who became a wonderful listener but nope that did not happen. So, I' am off to see what Dr. Dobson says about how long you can lock yourself in the bedroom without being considered a bad mom.

So, what did I get for Christmas....

I know Christmas is long over, but I thought I would go over what I did or did not get from my Wish List.

Well, I really don't have a wish list this year for myself...just a prayer that my children and family are safe, healthy, blessed and remember to keep God at the front of everything.

So what I did get....
`pots and pan by Rachel Ray & love them!
`a crock-pot although I have no idea what to cook in it with picky kids and a hubby who is a vegetarian
`thanks to my mom...."new" furniture for our bedroom...only took 9 years of marriage
`a painted room(not done yet) to go with my new furniture thanks to hubby
`a Willow Tree keepsake w/a mom and son
`the opportunity to gain more pounds from haystacks, sugar cookies and pound cake
`some good memories