Oh the damage a sneeze can do

I have this problem, ever since I had my daughter if I sneeze more than once in a row, I will tinkle on myself. So when I sneeze and I feel another one coming I start running for the bathroom to avoid having to change my clothes. Today this happened when I was talking to my mother and making dinner. As I tried to run to the bathroom I had to quickly set something on the counter, I then turned to try and make it. Instead I kicked, ran into, etc. the wall. My middle toe took the brunt of it and my whole foot throbbed and burned. I still had to go to the bathroom and I was still holding in a sneeze. So I hobbled to the bathroom. Meanwhile I could hear my mother asking my two-year old if everyone was ok. The conversation went like this:
Grandma: "Is everyone ok?"
2-year old, in a scared voice: "Yes, I'm ok"
Grandma: "Is Mommy ok?"
2-year old:"Are you ok?"
Grandma: "Yes, I'm ok"
2-year old: "Uncle A ok?"
Grandma: "Tell her you are ok"
Uncle A: "I'm ok"
2-year old, yelling: "Uncle A"
Grandma: "Is mommy ok"
2-year old: "Mommy's ok. Uncle A!!!"

You see who is important her.
By this time my middle toe is swelling and turning black. I keep socks filled with rice (and sewn up) in the freezer so I grabbed a baby one positioned it on my toe and put my real sock over it (My 2-year-old of course had to have one of her own( and resumed making her dinner until my hubby got home from the store to finish up.

This is the second time I have done that. My hubby says I have to wear tennis shoes at all times and my 2-year-old is limping around the house saying my toe hurts. I am looking through my coupons and finding deals on adult urine pads because I have decided I would rather pee myself and clean it up then break my toe, for a third time.

Savings and my challenge to myself

I didn't do great this week but I spend $129.72 and saved $45.88 so only about 26% but part of that was 2 $50 gas cards I got for $40 each. Also I bought stuff for my hubby's lunches which will save us there as well.

Next month I have given us a challenge. We are only going to spend $50 on lunches out (about once a week for the hubby), $30 on one take out meal for the family and only $300 for groceries for the month (about $25 per person per week).

This will save us about $400 a month just with that.

I am also going to cut my spending on the silly little things I buy and hopefully save another few hundred. I will let you know how it goes.

What a day!

Today my darling daughter did not have her listening ears on. She ran away from me in the mall, she ran away from me in the parking lot. Then after a serious talking too and a lot of tears, she fell asleep on the way home. She does not take naps anymore so she woke up super cranky. I was trying to get something finished I had started when she was napping and I hear her get really quiet, then she comes out and says "mommy can you get the cream off" I look at her and she has smeared diaper rash ointment all over her face, hands clothes, bins in the dresser, the dresser, the floor and several of her toys. I use multiple wipes to get it off and then put her in the bath and give her another serious talk. She gets out of the bath and then proceeds to spill an almost full 20 oz glass of lemonade. More washing, sop up the mess, mop the floor, it is still sticky. Because she took a nap she didn't go to sleep until ten. I am now trying to finish up what I started when she napped and at 1:00 am I am finally going to bed and I bet she will still get up at 7 am. Tomorrow better be better or I am staying in bed.

Day of random phone calls

I have had random weird phone calls from my old area code today. On my cell phone (which is still in the old area code) I got a cryptic text message (Yo *2/5/06* Luv On Top) and then I got a voice message from the same number that I swear was a threat to fight. Then I get home and there is another call from a random number in that area code that I have never seen and no message. What in the world is going on today ; )

Plea to McDonald's

Dear Head of the McDonald's Happy Meal Toy Creation Department,

I am writing this to ask you that next time you create a toy that makes noise, please ask your assistant to come in and push it 200 times in a row and then ask yourself if this is the way you want to go with this toy.

Thank you,

A mom that is about to throw a Theodore Chipmunk toy out the window.

P.S. Ask your food department to give me that darn Veggie Burger they have been promising for ages.

Peanut Butter and Jelly Hair

Since about 2 years, we have been fighting the battle of what my daughter will and will not eat. As a baby she would try anything and liked almost everything; as a toddler I can count the things she will eat on my fingers and some days on one hand. One of the things she does love is Peanut Butter and Jelly "on graham crackers" as she will tell you (she does not eat bread). So after asking her for 40 minutes what she did want we settled on Peanut Butter and Jelly. She is more of a player than and eater so it takes her far longer to eat than Daddy and I. So we are cleaning up the kitchen as she is finishing up. When I come back I find that she has not only smeared the rest of her peanut butter and jelly on her face, arms and legs but has also then turned to her other favorite pastime, spitting out her drink and smearing it on the table. Needless to say I was in ill humor about this. I put her in the tub and started rinsing her off (she had already had a bath earlier in the day due to another mess). I little while later I am getting ready to put her to bed and I keep smelling peanut butter. I look at her and notice that her front curls, which I thought were just a little wet from the rinsing are actually stiffened from peanut butter and jelly. While they were very cute and perfectly curled, I had to then get her out of bed and wash her hair.

My Daugher The Drama Queen

I swear I really do not encourage it but my daughter is such a drama queen. I know 2 1/2 is a crazy age anyway but some days she takes the cake. We are currently waiting for a delivery of her new bed. This morning we took the old one down and moved stuff around and we have been not-so patiently waiting since then. It is now nearing 5 pm and no call yet. So my little drama queen says to me, "how will I ever sleep, I can't have any bed."