I will be spending the weekend in NYC on Thursday and Friday then on Saturday & Sunday be working hard to get the kids wooden swingset tower set up so that they can have more outdoor toys to play with.

Currently the children prefer to play “corn wolf” in the small corn we have growing in the garden. It’s rather cute, they crawl (in the long grass – ew) and run after each other. Each time someone turns into the corn wolf they then must run as fast as they can because if the corn wolf touches you then you become a corn wolf. It’s so funny to watch these kids use their imagination.

So while I am off using my imagination for the weekend and getting things organized on the home front, I do hope you will find a way to enjoy the family time you can this weekend, make some awesome memories!

What a relationship is to me:

Bouncing off of each other making macaroni and cheese in the kitchen.

Ability to rise above the weaker person in a moment and help them be stronger.

Give and take, not just giving nor taking.

Non stop affection and when the kids aren’t looking or around, passionate moments.

Ability to respect each others hobbies and passion while supporting them in their ventures.

To love, unconditionally forever and ever because the person you are with makes your world all that much better.

What is a relationship to you?

Friday was the normal Friday night but come Saturday I slept in past 11am while J got up with the boys. Then we rushed to get ready to go to my cousins wedding reception at my family farm where my father lives. I thought it would be great, get to congratulate the newly weds, see my family I haven’t seen in a long time and get to have a few drinks because J was driving not me. Well the idea of drinks should not have even crossed my mind! Usually I am a beer drinker or Twisted Tea drinker, never much for liquor, however, my sister had brought some Bacardi Rum along with a couple other bottles so I thought why not?! I should have thought more along the lines of “not”.

My sister made me a drink after I asked her to but I requested she make it so I can’t taste the rum, I can handle liquor if I can’t smell it nor taste it. The drink was yummy with V8 Splash and a splash of ginger ale along with one other juice I believe mixed in. It was delicious, yet me not being used to Bacardi Rum it certainly hit me good, so I waited a while before having my sister make me another drink. Just when I felt pretty okay with the rum intake, maybe an hour or so later, I deceded to have my sister make me another drink. That drink turned into another and another, well I was fine running playing with the kids that were there, watching all the next generation cousins playing together, chit chatting with cousins I haven’t seen in years and mingling. I love being social.

Standing up I was fine, but when I sat in the passenger seat of the car to head home with J and the boys I felt dizzy and sick to my stomach. I had my window down all the way home because the cold air was all that was keeping me from throwing up! I ended up getting home and running into the bathroom to throw up and curled up in bed sick as a dog and passed out shortly after. J got the boys ready for bed and since I was sick little A was really worried and snuggled up with me refusing to go this bed. A and I slept in my bed and J ended up on the couch because Baby K wouldn’t go to sleep after such an eventful later than normal evening.

Luckily I learned a lesson, do not drink rum if you are not used to it! I think I will stick to beer or Twisted Tea type drinks from now on if I am ever in a position where I can drink at an event. I don’t drink and drive at all, not even a beer then drive, it’s totally against what I believe in so usually I am not able to have a drink at any family events such as this type of wedding reception I attended.

The end result of the weekend was that I learned to not drink rum in such quantities and I learned that catching up with my father’s side of the family makes for a fun filled night of laughs and love. The family I hadn’t seen in years talked to me as if we saw each other last week, it was nice, fun and I felt so welcomed. I saw how welcomed my sons were and J were as well! Such a great weekend full of fun, love and family times!

Now it’s almost the end of the weekend and we are moving around our kitchen and living room can’t wait to see how this goes … right now I am writing from my laptop on our new sectional sofa because my PC is not even hooked back up yet it’s sitting in pieces on my kitchen table!

By the way, the newly weds were gorgeous! I loved my cousins wedding dress, she looked so pretty in that dress!

I am not sure what has happened to me all of a sudden I am more outspoken and more sarcastic but wow do I love it! I never used to be so outspoken when times came that something I wanted to say would possibly cause a confrontation, it’s not that I am a coward, it’s that I simply try to avoid confrontation every time I can.

Take a trip to Walmart, it always drives me crazy all too often I see a freaking adult cutting me off or my kids off. It pisses me off more when they cut my kid off, hello people children deserve a bit of manners too! So me, being the more outspoken person I am, often says “excuse you … it’s pretty bad when my children have better manners than you do”. I get a look or a nose in the air or just someone who plain ignores what I said. I mean even my kids know to say excuse me if we have to pass in front of someone looking at something in the aisle, I like to think I am raising them right and by teaching manners well that’s a good start!

Next take the freaking cashier at a grocery store who hits the stop button on that rolling belt you put groceries on. I get it, they don’t want to squish the customers food that’s right there, well dude cashier when the freaking persons groceries have all been bagged and there is another customer behind them in line trying to fill that belt thing can’t you hit the on button?! With this example, I actually said out loud in a mildly low voice “how freaking hard is it to hit the on button so I can get my groceries up”.  Of course the old due cashier didn’t hear me or chose to ignore me. I was about ready to lean over and hit that darn button on my own!

Of course these types of situations are not worth me getting all angry over and being a total jerk but sometimes you just plain have to say something and that is where I come in. I am usually good at saying stuff that needs to be said in a way that doesn’t offend the other person, or should offend them, but gets the point across that they have their head up their butt and are being oblivious to the fact that there are other people around who are shopping or trying to check out.

What type of things happen when you are out grocery shopping that make you go bonkers?

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Oh my gosh, my kids LOVE ketchup but it is partially my fault as I am a huge fan of using ketchup in extreme amounts on just about everything too. My kids love ketchup with their chicken alfredo, instead of the alfredo sauce, ketchup on eggs, ketchup on pork chops and the list can go on and on.

Ketchup and kids was not a huge deal up until about a week ago when my youngest who will be 2 in August decided that he could use this wonderfully red product as finger paint. Yes Baby K insists on painting his brothers face, cheek and his sisters arm and clothing with red ketchup.

I have wondered what methods I can use to deter him from using ketchup in this not so great way. Maybe put him in the time out corner when he does it, raise my voice at him, explain it’s not okay or better yet J has told me that I should simply take ketchup away from him until he starts to use it right. Meaning he won’t have ketchup for any of his favorite foods and will watch as his sister & brother use it in full amounts.

I love the idea of taking the ketchup away from him altogether, however, this almost 2 year old boy watching his siblings use ketchup may lead to more issues than just a little bit of ketchup on various parts of bodies … he may have a total melt down which may lead to his plate being thrown, food tossed at us, and so much more.

As I work towards figuring out a resolution to ketchup and kids I write on here to see what ideas you have to help me fix the ketchup and kids dilemma! Any tips, advice, what you would do comments are encouraged!