mama instincts...ENGAGE!

Oh my goodness, did I feel some mama instincts tonight!  and not the good kind...the I-might-need-the-pacifier-too kind.

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 I was in the drive thru line tonight getting a snack for my husband before our first childbirth class :)  YAY!  The lady in front of us LITERALLY took 5 minutes to order.  FIVE minutes!  I was getting pretty upset but trying not to react outwardly.  The guy behind me decides he needs to react outwardly and starts honking his horn every 10 seconds, like that's going to help AT ALL!  The girl in front of me leans out the window and starts to yell profanity and then proceeds to "pull up to the first window" at the speed of one.mile.per.hour!  What are we?  Children?  UGH!  I wanted so badly to take both those drivers and teach them a lesson in respect and patience!

So I finally get my Rolando's food and try to pull on to the street.  At that exact moment, this dodge truck hauling a BIG trailer (in the right lane) decides to stop in front of the exit of the restaurant and hold up traffic until someone will let him into the left lane so he can make a left hand turn at the next stop light.  By this time, the guy behind me has gotten his order and is ready to exit as well.  What does he do?  You guessed it, pulls right up behind us and starts honking his horn every five seconds.  My fuse is shorter and getting shorter by the [five] second[s]!!  I want to get out of my car and stomp back there in all my mama-pride-power and lay into him.  

Finally, the truck makes his lane change.  We are able to move and the driver behind us seems happy enough...until we have to wait for a red light because previously mentioned dodge truck can't fit into one lane.  Honking ensues...this time adding obscene gestures at me (I'm the innocent victim here...don't raise that finger at me young man!) and came so close to my bumper that I think I could hear him breathing!  I've had it.  That's it mister.  You and I...outside....right NOW!!!!!!  If I hadn't controlled myself, I might have ended up looking like this...

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Don't Make Me Get Out of This Car And Teach You a Lesson!!!!!!!!!!

bite and chew

You know that old saying, "Don't bite off more than you can chew?"  Can someone please tell me that again and again and again?!?!

This weekend was a very busy weekend.  Saturday I had to work in the morning, I had musical rehearsal in the afternoon, and Rolando and I had dinner at a friends house in the evening.  Sunday is the day that someone should have yelled at me to sit down for 2 minutes.  Here's what I decided was a good idea to tackle.

Last weekend my family made a trip to Idaho and came back with a truck load of baby gear! YAY!!!  Well, it was all piled into the garage (thank you Janelle, Tyler, Mom and Dad) and I wanted to dig in!!  There were buckets of baby clothes that needed to be sorted and looked at and washed.  Two loads of laundry later, task complete.  Not to mention the two loads of laundry that I brought over of Rolando's and my clothing! YIKES!  I better get used to that. 

I brought over bread mix to bake and little cubical storage containers to build.  I also wanted to start making a grocery list for Freezer Food Saturday coming up, but that didn't happen.

Rolando and I are going to sell the jeep so I decided (with the help of my dad) to fix a couple of parts that have been broken for a while.  Well, in the process of fixing one part, we totally pulled off the back window zipper.  The zipper has been broken for some time now, but Rolando and I just vowed never to touch it and it would be fine.  It took my dad and I two hours to zip the window back up.  We fixed it (WD-40 is a miracle worker)  and now I can take it through the car wash/detailer to get it looking good as new. :)

Well, all that work took a toll on my pregnant body.  I couldn't get comfortable last night, so I tossed and turned and shifted and groaned and grunted!  Not a good night sleep.  I'm feeling a little more than run down this morning.  Is this what sleep deprivation looks like?

I'm here at work today, but it's going to be a LONG 10 hour day!  Maybe I'll only make it 9 hours and go home, stick in a good movie, and FOLD all those baby boy clothes that I have. :)

Added a few hours later: I just wanted to let everyone know that my wonderful dad was the one handling the WD-40.  We were outside and he was spraying it on the window.  I was more than 5 feet away from the chemical so I don't think any damage was done to my little sweet pea.  Just wanted to clarify for any concerned mothers out there!  :)