Ugh

I started this blog for a few reasons. One being I wanted a place where I could rant and rave and bitch and moan.  Two I place to share the crazy stupid comical things that happen in my little world.

Nothing really has happened since.  Weird.

Bad Dogs

My dogs, I love them, but lately I can not stand them. They annoy the sh*t out of me.  Ace needs a haircut and Gypsybelle needs a good brush. I just dont have the time or will power to do it.  Its always a job and half to get a brush near either one of them.  They shed all over. I cant deal with the hair on my sheets and bedspread. I am constantly washing and changing my sheets. (more than my usual twice a week) With a newborn, they are getting to be a bit much.   Ace ALWAYS needs to go out when I am feeding the beast.  She does it on purpose. I cant get  up and put her out when the beast is attached to me.  I find random, smelly pee spots. It grosses me out. and I am the only one to clean up after them.  Or groom them. UGH and they ruined my sofa. chewing their bones on my sofa. leaving gross marks. ICK.  My carpets and sofas need a good steam clean.

GypsyBelle

Ace (after her last haircut)

They are Bugs dogs though. And she does help take care of them. I do have to give her that. She feeds them, and helps put them out and bring them in when she is home.   And they were fine until beast came home. thats when all hell broke lose. I just hope they calm down. So my nerves calm down. 

My Child the Fashionista

Cute right? She thinks she's the next Rachel Zoe. Her new dream is to dress the stars. And attend fashion shows. Thats okay by me ... I guess. Yes that is a pillowcase.

On another unrelated note, I cant stop lactating through bras and pads and shirts. This is becoming a huge problem.  I pump and feed the beast on a regular basis. The boob juice just keeps flowing.. UGH

slightly surprised!

Having the PDubs away for a few days isnt going as horribly as I thought it was. To tell you the truth it.. the days leading up to his departure, for me, were more stressful. I was worried that I wouldnt have enough hands to do everything, my nerves would be shot by the evening of day one without him here to just give me a second to catch my breath so to speak.  I dont feel overwhelmed at all.  I was even able to reaarange some furniture without him here! (thanks little sister for helping me out)
The only moment I really hated was having to pack us all up to run to pick up the drycleaning. This is something I would normally leave the kids home with him for. Or send him to do... It was alot of prep work for the ten minutes we were gone.  But he needs his work clothes.  So off we went! I did it! I felt like I accomplished something.  Yay Me!

It was a better day today

Yesterday was horrible. Today was better.