Mother's Day Weekend in Review

I had the most relaxing, wonderful Mother's Day weekend ever. I traveled home to my parents house on Friday afternoon. I left work early, picked up my son from school, jumped in the truck and drove the 45 miles home. I spent the weekend relaxing and enjoying my family and friends. We grilled out for Mother's Day. We had salads and hot dogs, olives and hamburgers and pie. It was lovely. we celebrated my Mom and all the wonderful things she does for us. But the best part was my K.
I am such a proud Mom. I have such a wonderful, sweet, kind hearted, smart, handsome and loving little boy. I know that the day was all about Mother's, but I feel like it was all about K. Without him I wouldn't be a mom at all, and being is Mom is the best thing I have or will ever do.
It is constant worry, and constant joy. Every single day I think how lucky I am to have that little boy as mine. He is such a joy, even on the worst days he makes me happy. He makes me laugh and he makes me want to get up every day and enjoy what the day brings. He always seems to give me the perfect gift on Mother's Day. When he was 2 he gave me a poem about his little fingers and he had his hand prints on it. Yesterday he gave me a clay mold of his little hand. Of all the gifts he gives me it is for some reason his hands that I cherish most. I have them all saved in my hope chest and I often get them out and look how far he's come.
I know that someday he will be all grown up with babies of his own, but as far as I am concerned he will always be my baby. He will always be my sun and moon and the reason I work so hard to make his life the best it can be.
It might have been a day to celebrate Mother's, but for me it was a day to celebrate the reason I am a mother. Thank you K for making it such a great day. Thank you for being such a great kid. And always remember that I love you more than anything.

Mood Swings and Random Things..........

So, well, um, yeah, I have been more than a little cranky lately. For the past couple weeks I having been pushing the envelope on how much I can get away with. At work, at home, everywhere I go. I have just been cranky. It started last week with the HUGE disagreement I had with my husband, then it was arguing with my cell phone company over a bill and finally a very good friend and co-worker of mine quit yesterday. My friend quitting seemed to be the straw that broke the camels back.
I cried.
At work.
In front of others.
Okay, so I rarely cry anymore and to do it in front of others?!? What is that all about. I had to excuse myself and go to the bathroom and dry my eyes.
I am really not sure what my problem is. Except um... maybe it could be PMS. I am mean I guess I can't rule that out. Maybe Gary is right, I am cranky the week before, the week of, and the week after. He is an ass.
More likely though, it is just that I am tired and need a little rest and relaxation. So in celebration of my bad mood swings (yes I think a celebration is in order, it gives a positive spin on a bad thing) I am going out with my friends this weekend. I am packing up my bags and my son and I am going home to my parents house for the weekend.
Don't look at me like that. I love my parents, I love spending the night there, and I LOVE having a built in babysitter! See, all positives. Besides that I get to see my sister, whom I always have a blast with, my friends and I get to indulge in an adult beverage without having to worry about getting up to make breakfast and turn on cartoons in the morning. Oh the joys of going home!
Also K and I are getting our hair cut. He is in need of that summer buzz cut and I am ready for a little change. Besides if you get your hair cut you lose weight, right?!? (another positive)
So now I just need to figure out how to get through the next day and half of work without going batshit crazy.
Oh and did I mention that my husband will not be joining me this weekend? He is going on his own man retreat with "the boys" to our cabin in the woods!

This is the Day that Never Ends

Today started out pretty normal actually for a Monday, it wasn't too bad. I left the house early, stopped and got coffee and was to work on time. Then things started getting interesting. It started with a "fire drill" right in the middle of the busiest part of my morning. The owner of our company walked through yelling this is a fire drill, and proceeded to gather us all out in front of the office and explain the importance of having a fire plan. He did all this while his fly was down. It was hilarious. I can only imagine his thoughts later when he realized. I am betting we don't have a fire drill again for awhile. Then the girl that takes lunch before me forgot to tell me she was back, which put me a half hour behind taking my lunch. Not a big deal except that it put me at the bank at the busiest time of day. So that put me behind and I didn't get a chance to go to the store and pick up hair dye, that I am in desperate need of. I did have time to run to the car wash and hose off my truck from being at the mud bogs this weekend (just driving by)and that is when I ripped a whole in my pants! OMG are you kidding me! The butt of my pants and I have half a day of work left! Lets just end this day and start over tomorrow.