Out of My Mind

I dropped Bub off at my parent’s house yesterday.  It is so weird to not have him here.  Who would’ve thunk I’d actually miss the endless prattle about some detail about a dinosaur’s anatomy and what it can do, or the sound of bionocles engaged in battle or endless questions about going to the pool.  And he’s not even coming home until Saturday!

I’m not the only one missing Sebastian.  Poor Mike the cat.  He is just lost.  For as much as he likes to terrorize Seb, he is obviously missing him.  That will make Seb happy to hear that.  I’m sure the hubby misses him, too, but being a man and all, it’s not macho to talk about stuff like that.

I don’t have too much planned for while my baby is gone.  Read, work on my current crochet project (which is currently giving me fits!  I think there may be some flaws with the pattern.  Or else I just suck.), maybe try and go out to eat with the hubby at some point.  I’m actually planning on cooking a nice meal for dinner tonight.  Roasted pork tenderloin and new potatoes, probably some corn and salad, maybe some nice crusy bread.  Yum!

I’ll call Seb tonight and see how his day went.  I know they are planning to take him to the beach and to the movies while he’s there.  My brother’s kids were supposed to come this weekend, so Bub would be able to have fun with them on Friday night, but there was a change in plans and now they’re not coming.  Oh, well.  He’ll still have fun with Lucas.  I just hope he’s being good.  I’m sure he’s probably glued to the television right now.  My parents have Dish and we don’t have cable, yet.  He must be in cartoon heaven.

For fear that I might jinx things and it won’t happen.  My mom wants to take Sebastian for a few days before the summer is over.  I’m supposed to drop him off on Wednesday (and get my hair done, yay!  I’m whacking it off again.) and pick him up on Saturday.  I’ve never just shipped Bub off for a few days for no reason before.  Weddings, funerals, moving, yes, but never just because.  He’s also never been away from me for more than a night before.  And he’ll be gone for three.  He’s excited to go, though.  Plus, my brother’s three kids will be there Friday night, too, so he’s pretty geeked about that.

I’m excited to have a couple childfree days, but it will definitely be weird.  Don’t get me wrong, Seb and I really need a break from each other, so this will be good for the both of us, but I know I’m really going to miss the little monkeybutt.  Too bad we are pretty much broke from our little trip to Cedar Point last week and then to the zoo and dinner yesterday.  The hubby and I won’t even have extra money to do something fun, just the two of us. 

I realize that’s a weird thing to say about your own kid, but hell, it’s the truth.  We spent the day at Cedar Point yesterday.  All Seb could talk about was that he was going to ride the Maverick.  Had to do it right away, first thing.  I don’t know where in the world he got the idea that he just had to ride this monster, but he did.  And he insisted on riding in the first car.  What he was trying to prove, I have no idea.  I certainly didn’t go on the ride.  No way, Jose.  But Seb went on with the hubby. And how did he like it?  He didn’t.  Not. At. All.  Said he hated it and will never do it again.  But, damn, I’m proud of the kid for doing it in the first place!

To be fair, his two cousins who are both a year older than Seb went on as well and it scared the bejesus out of them, too.  They just weren’t as vocal about it.  Even the hubby said it was one of the worst (meaning scariest) rides he’s been on and he didn’t care to ever go back on it again, either. 

We had a pretty good time at Cedar Point.  We left Sunday afternoon, checked into the hotel and hung out at the pool/hot tub for most of the afternoon/evening.  Got up early Monday morning and headed over to the park, spent the entire day and headed home around 10:30.  It was around 1 am when we finally made it back here.  I have decided that the next time we go back, I want to plan for two days at the park and would like to stay at the Great Wolf Lodge.  It looks like fun!

At least once a day, I think, damn, I should update my blog.  Then I get sucked into the homework vortex or the cat starts attacking Sebastian or the hummous in the fridge starts calling my name.  But I’m still here, somewhat sane and still kicking.  So let’s get to some updatery:

School:

I have less than a month left of this semester.  My group project is pretty much finished after much hassle, thank goodness.  I still have a buttload of stuff to do in the next few weeks, but it should be manageable.  I managed to get another class for the fall, an online one for that matter, so I will be taking 3 classes.  Should be interesting.  I’d like to see about getting some part time work in a local library once Seb is back in school in the fall, but I don’t know if I can manage it with the courseload I’ll have and the hubby’s schedule and Seb.  We’ll see.  But I need to get some experience, even if it’s just shelving books and checking out books.  I really want to get a foot in the door somewhere.

Sebastian:

He was promoted to the third grade.  Woohoo!  I wasn’t tooooo worried, because bookwise, he’s such a little smartypants, but with all the behavior issues, eh, I was a tad worried.  I’ve been talking to him a lot this summer about how he’s 8 years old now and going into the third grade.  His teacher is not going to tolerate the silliness and weirdness, so he needs to act like a big third grader.  I think having him in karate through the summer will help.  When his behavior starts to slip while we are there, I talk with him and try and get him back on track.  Big News!!!  Seb can now ride a two-wheeler!  He pretty much picked it up in one weekend.  We went two weekends ago and he was kinda getting it, but then he had a big wipeout and was done.  We went the following Saturday and he just got it!  So on Sunday, we went for a family bikeride of about 3 and half miles.  He still has some troubles starting off, especially if it’s uphill, but for the most part he’s got it.  I’m really proud of him.  Now he’s talking about getting a new bike.  Big surprise there!

Mother-in-law:

She’s currently doing rehab after having her leg amputated below the knee.  We went and saw her over father’s day weekend, and she looked okay then.  I talked with my SIL the other day and they said they had removed a few stitches, but had to put her on antibiotics because there was some infection.  Not too big of a surprise with her diabetes.  There has been some talk of her coming home soon, but since they are still using the lift to get her in and out of bed and she’s not really allowed to do too much on her own, I don’t see how that’s going to happen.  And there’s no way my FIL can take care of her properly.  I hate to say it, but I have a feeling it’s going to be like Grandma Ski.  Once she’s there, she’s there to stay.  But I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.

Weightloss:

I’ve actually gained back two stupid pounds. I recognize that I’m eating like crap, but can’t seem to stop myself.  We are going to start picking up some extra days of karate now that we pretty much have the basics down.  Not sure when we’ll get to test for our yellow belt.  Hopefully by the end of summer.  I’m tired of being a white belt!  Plus, now that Seb can ride a bike without training wheels, we can go for bikerides together, too.  I have a wedding to go to in just over three weeks and I’d like to lose 10 pounds by then, since I need to buy a new dress.  Don’t know if it’ll be possible.  I’m going to have to be a lot stricter with my diet.  It probably doesn’t help that we are leaving tomorrow to go to Gary and Sharon’s for the fourth of July weekend and I know I’ll eat too much while there.  Control, Erin.  Got to have control.

I suppose that it for right now.  I really am going to try and be better about posting…

and nowhere near enought time to get it all done.  Last night, I thought I was going to have a minor panic attack!  Everyone else was in bed and I was sitting on the couch, watching tv and thought, "Why am I just sitting here?  I have so much shit to do and I am just sitting here!!"  Actually, I am pretty much all caught up for this week, but I have so much to do in the next few weeks before the semester ends and I am starting to freak out about it all.  Assignments, group projects, interviewing librarians, finding someone to watch Sebastian so I can actually go interview said librarians, karate, art class, family junk, grocery shopping, banking, laundry…

I’m just a tad overwhelmed right now.  Can you tell?  The stress is definitely getting to me.  I find myself eating more than I should, just to try and sooth myself.  And karate class two days a week isn’t going to be able to counteract the increased amount of junk I am putting into my body.  My two greatest weaknesses?  Hummous with garlic and herb pita chips and Weight Watchers giant fudge bars.  Not together, mind you, but still.  It seems like if I’m not munching on one, then I’m shoving the other down my throat.  I think I need help.  Or more booze.

My karate class, that is.  My arms are a little sore today from all the push ups we had to do. I had to cheat and do them the girly way on my knees because I couldn’t even do one regular push-up.  How sad is that?!

Sebastian was being a bit of a turd during class.  It seems he is starting to lose interest a bit and is getting sick of going over the basics again and again.  But once I told him how much I needed him to help me because I don’t know anything and put him into a teaching-type role, he had a lot of fun.  You could see it in the silly little grin every time he told me to "Switch!"

Seb and I are signed up through July.  I hope to god that it is easier for me by then.  I was sweating like a pig last night!  And do you know how hard it is to find a sports bra for a chesty girl like myself?  I’m going to have to shell out 40-50 bucks to get a good one that will give me the support I need.  Major suckage.

But, if I can keep it up, I will hopefully get stronger and thinner.  The sensei said I did good for my first day.  We go back on Friday.  For now, we’re going ot keep it to Mondays and Fridays.  Then once I get more comfortable, maybe we’ll pick up a few more days a week.

And let me just say, Sebastian looks much cuter in his little uniform than I do.

I haven’t been around much, but I’m still alive.  The last few weeks have just been incredible hectic.  I feel like I’m either doing homework or driving somewhere.  Seriously.  That’s about all I’ve done for the last two weeks.  So  a little update is in order

School, the thing that takes up most of my time.  Last week was a bitch.  I had a paper (it turned out to be 8 flippin pages! single spaced!) and a group project due for my intro to the profession class and another project for my tech class.  WHile I’m glad my group project is now done and out of the way, it was a pain in the ass.  One of our group members had to drop the class for medical reasons, so the three remaining members had to take over her area of the project.  But it’s done and over with and I won’t have to worry about it later in the semester when I’m trying to study for midterms or anything, so that’s good.  And, I had my period, on top of all that.  I honestly thought the hubby was going to pack up and leave I was being such a crazy bitch.  Sorry, honey.  Love you bunches.

The hubby’s mom is supposed to have her leg amputated today.  She was supposed to have it done last week, but there were problems with her blood, so that had to wait.  I saw her on Sunday and she looks terrible.  I hope she makes it through the surgery.  My FIL is being an idiot about the entire thing, but that’s nothing new.

Most of all, I’m just tired.  The stupid cat drives me crazy in the middle of the night.  I thought I was done with this up two, three times a night thing.  I have decided that the cat has until the end of the summer to shape up or he’s gone.  I’m so tired of the biting and the stalking and having him pounce on my head in the middle of the night because he thinks I should be up since he is.  And he just torments Bubba.  He’ll trap him in the hallway and then jump up on him and bite him when he tries to go past.  I know he’s just a kitten, but my other kitty was never like this.  Honestly, the only reason he’s still here is because we’ve already sunk so much money into the damn thing.

I know there is more, but I’m just so damn tired.  I’ll try and update more later.

Oh, I’m down 14 pounds now.  Woohoo!

The other day, Sebastian says to me, "Mom, if the kitty ever gets sick again and has to wear that cone thing on his head, can we set him on the television to see if we can get some more channels?

That kid.  He cracks me up.

We just had the biggest spider ever in our apartment.  And the hubby wasn’t home.  I ended up sucking it up in the vacuum because there was no way I was hopping up on a chair and taking the chance that it might fall on me if I whacked at the ceiling and missed.  Have I mentioned that I am terrified of spiders.  Because I am.  Ever since I watched "Arachnaphobia" then found a spider in the shower with me.  I. Hate. Spiders.  And it’s that time of the year where they are going to be coming out of the woodwoork.  Normally, we spray around all the doors and windows with some spray the hubby got from Home Deot, and it works pretty well.  Now that we have the cat, we can’t really do that any more.  Well, we could, but it would probably kill the cat.  And as much as that cate drives me up the wall, I don’t want to purposely kill him.  Thank goodness he didn’t notice the spider.  He would have gone nuts.  And Sebastian and I had the whole freaking out thing well taken care of, thank you very much.  I’m pretty sure I’m going to have some nasty nightmares about big black spiders tonight.  Yuck.

I’m down another 4 pounds, for a total of 10 pounds lost so far!  Woohoo!  Only 55 more to go!  I knew the odds of doing fairly well this week were pretty good since I totally stunk it up the week before.  Today was one of my cheat days, though.  Seb had a half day of school, so we had a "Mommy-Bubba date."  We went to the Olive Garden for lunch.  I had the soup-salad-breadsticks meal.  I really wanted the grilled shrimp and cheese stuffed rigatoni, but I was able to hold myself back.  Then we went to the movies and Seb and I shared some popcorn.  Definitely going to have to do the 4 mile trip around the lake tomorrow.  Except that it’s supposed to be, oh, about 30 degrees for a low tonight.  Oh, well.  I’ll just have to tough it out.  I didn’t walk today, so I have to tomorrow.  Hopefully, I don’t get pooped on like I did yesterday.  That was really gross.  I was walking under a tree and felt something hit my arm.  I looked down and there was a quarter-sized blob of bird poop on my arm.  The good news:  I was wearing a jacket.  The bad news:  I had just washed that jacket.  I guess it could have been worse.  It could have landed on my hair.