The Most Horrible Day At Work

I had the crappiest day at work. It started with a client stating that she never got my emails, yet she was responding back to an email I just sent her. Nice try lady.
I went to eat lunch at the park and that was a big mistake. I saw all these little kids running around with their friends, with their moms. I realized what an absent mom I am. Working. Coming home late. Never took them out to a park with friends. They have gone to a park with me before, but I don't even know what kind of friends my kids have. This made me feel like shit and was so lonesome for my little guys at that point.

I realized now is the time to win the lottery. Then I will have a chance to quit working. I'm young enough. I think I still have the energy to be with my kids and run around the park like those park moms do.

I went back to work to only get yelled at by two different people on the phone for two completely stupid reasons. Bullshit is what I thought when I was being reamed. This is effin Bullshit. The last call made me cry so hard that my shoulders shook. Then I got really pissed at that idiot lady for making me crumble on the phone. JERK. MEANWHILE, she's in a coffee shop making this call. I feel sorry for any barista that she comes across that doesn't make her mocha latte just right.

I thought of my sweet boys and how their lives from now on will forever be changed as having two parents who work full time. I have friends who had parents that worked separate shifts-daytime one parent, nighttime another parent. I thought how horrible that is and how lucky we have been to have had every night together as a family.

Now our lives are about to change dramatically and I still hate the fact that I work, or that money still matters for some reason. Why can't we live by the honor system? I promise to be a good tenant, then I can live for free right ? You don't really need money for rent right? Property taxes? Isn't that kind of outdated? For what do we work so hard for? Clothes, food. Again, all can be acquired through the bartering system. Let's bring that into fashion again!

I work to provide for my family, not to say that I saved the world by providing a great website. You, idiot lady. You are making me second guess the only good job that I have come across.in a long time and I hate you for that. I guess if I can find something that makes me feel good about what I do, at the same time gives me enough money to feed my family and allows me to be with my family more than just the measly 58 hours a week, then I'll be good in life.
And to that ridiculous lady that made me cry today at work, I say this. I bet I can make a better arroz con pollo than you.
Jerk.

The Santa's Village

We went to Santa's Village for my father in law's birthday. To celebrate his upcoming anniversary of his birth, he wanted the whole Brady Bunch there to be with him. All five grandchildren. It would have been great for him to say  "Hey, I would like all kids to myself on this day. You guys go out and relax!" 

Not this year...maybe next? However I did get a chance to go on the Tilt a whirl this time around. Last time we were here I was pregnant, and therefore the only ride that I had was walking around the horse corral with Jack as he rode a horse. I love that Jack asks to go on the Tilt a Whirl over and over again. I screamed more than he did. Maybe that is because he is braver than I am.

Look at this pic. The three eldest grandchildren. I love that my son is the leader of this pack. 

From left to right; my niece, myself and Jack, waving Hi to our shadows. I love that you can see the excitement in the waving in shadow form. I also love the detail of the shadow captured in my niece's pigtails.

My youngest's first pony ride. Look at that face. Happy and not at all scared. 

The Movie Day

We are always truly thankful to my sister, who is always there when we need her for a few hours or so. For babysitting, for a talk or anything. This time around, she came in and took care of Charlie while Brian , Jack and myself had the rare moment of seeing a movie together. We saw Monsters University, to which Jack loved. As a huge Pixar fan, he would ask months before of when the movie was coming out. As huge Pixar fans, my husband and I gave him a countdown. Three more months! Two more months! Two more weeks til Monsters U!!!! 

After the movie, we got some lunch and hung out at a pretty sweet park by Chicago River. It was nice to just run around with an older kid and not worry if my little chubby bubs that is my 19th month old was going to tumble down the slide or fall over as he walks up the stairs. Yes, these are my worries when I take Charlie to the park. He is in that "I bump my head, gash my lip, have a scratch by my eye" phase. I hate that phase. 

Luckily Jack , you are not in that phase anymore. It was nice just to be the three of us. And it is also nice to know that there is a family member that will come in and be a babysitter every once in awhile,and not because we ask her. But because she wants to. I am lucky indeed.