More Cussing in The Fam

We've had a wonderful evening hanging out and enjoying the kids, and the then we started watching NCIS. The beginning of the show has someone die and Joli immediately started in about the monsters. Jessica and I were not really paying too close attention to what she was saying until a certain word caught our attention. Yes, it was the F-bomb. So we began listening closer and this is what we heard.

"F**k the monsters, oi, oi, oi, dammit. Look the monsters, f**king monsters. Holy crap. Look, baby monsters, freaking baby monsters."

So this is generally what she continued to talk about for the next ten to fifteen minutes, and Jessica and I are hysterically laughing and trying not the let her know that she is what we're laughing about. She continued going on about the monsters, and no matter what we told her, she could not be convinced that there were no monsters. Those freaking monsters.

Vampires Are So Hot!

Last weekend I had the wonderful experience of being able to go see a movie!! This is very exciting since it was the first time I had seen a movie in nineteen months!! The main reason I was finally did this was because of the particular movie I wanted to see, and since my mom was going to be in town I thought I would take advantage and go see Twilight!

I really did like the movie. All the special effects were awesome, and I feel, for the most part, they did a good job of capturing what the book was about. I even went out right after the movie and bought the soundtrack! But I still can't get over the books. The books are beyond amazing! I don't know if it's just because I can identify with the characters or if it's just that I love the idea so much. For anyone that hasn't read the series, block out and weekend and do it, you won't be sorry.

The books that I'm reading right now are the Sookie Stackhouse books by Charlaine Harris.

I started reading these books because to the tv show Trueblood. It's another amazing story about a human falling in love with a vampire. Which leads me to the point, which is, vampires are hot! I don't know how I'd feel about being bit by one, especially since in the case of Twilight that would mean becoming a vampire. But I'm definitely into the idea of loving someone so deeply and desperately for all of time.

My husband has not read the books and is very confused by all my questions about whether or not he would stay with me forever if we could never die, or what if we could have sex constantly without stopping. I think they're legitimate questions. In any case, read the books, all of them. If you don't fall in love with someone or some idea there's something wrong with you.

Not an Alcoholic!

But I did clean out my fridge!
I finally got around to cleaning out my fridge, and getting rid of all the wonderful gifts the guys left before they deployed. I saved a few for cooking, but these are the ones that I won't drink and will be bad before the boys return! Yay for a clean fridge!

Sexy Mommy!

I think it's pretty obvious that my daughter isn't exactly sheltered from all the "evils" in the world. Well I guess this would depend on your definition of good vs. evil.

Joli loves Halloween and all the spookiness that goes with it. We spent most of the week watching things like "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" and the "Thriller" video, both of which she thought it was fun to dance to and has been practicing her zombie growl. We took her to a haunted house last night and she wanted to see more monsters and talked about the Daddy skeleton and the baby skeleton. When things jumped out at us she laughed at grammi when she screamed. Now I think a lot of this has to do with the fact that neither Grammi nor I have acting like it's anything to be scared of. We've tried to show her that this kind of thing is a fun thing to do at Halloween and that it's not real.

Another thing that I have not tried to incredibly hard to shelter her from is music. I just kind of figure it's out there and on the radio and she's going to hear it, so why freak out about it. Now if it's something that is very heavy into cursing I'm more likely to change it, but otherwise I usually don't worry about it. I believe that my relaxed attitude is probably the reason why Joli sings "I kissed a girl, taste cherry chapstick" every time we put on chapstick. I was telling Laume about this and she went and looked up the Official Katy Perry Video on YouTube. While we were watching it Joli was dancing around on the bed and then she stopped and looked at the video and said "Mommy". We asked where and she pointed at Katy Perry!! Now I have to say my daughter is one smart little girl! I think she deserves a piece of candy! Yay me!

Happy Naughty Birthday to Me!!!

Kacie and the girls were so wonderful and surprised me with a birthday dinner! I was totally shocked! I thought it was going to be just one of our girl's nights and when I walked in there were balloons, candles, presents and wine! There was also this awesome cake, ordinary at first but a few candles made it over the top!

Here is the birthday girl glass that I got to use. It was a loner, but still made me feel special.

This is one of my most entertaining presents! I also got a few cards and a gift card for Victoria's Secret! Whooooohoooo!!

Here is from the left, Karen, Nicki, and Robin. We were all being entertained talking about the Twilight Series that most of us have read.
Here I am after I think three glasses of wine. I was a little loopy.
Kacie decided it would be easier to take the picture for me. She was right.

Here are my "booby" balloons. They are a little lopsided, but entertaining none the less.
And of course here I am at the end of the night being escorted home! The girls even thought ahead so that I could drink by deciding the Kacie would drive me home and they would follow and bring her back home. Aren't they great!

Offensive?

Early on in my pregnancy my husband and I agreed that it was completely unreasonable to expect our child not hear curse words. My husband is surrounded by severe cursing on a daily basis and often brings that home with him. It is also in the music he listens to and the people we hang around with. So we agreed that when Joli got to the age that she could say those words we would begin teaching her that it is inappropriate for children to use them.

Well that time has come a lot sooner than we expected and as Joli is not even two-years-old yet, we completely understand that she is just to young to be taught the concept of appropriate language. So we have chosen to say nothing in hopes that if she does not get a response from us, she will not continue to use the language. This response seems to backfiring. When Joli uses these words she does not use them and look at us for a reaction or even notice whether or not we have heard her or not.

Example #1:

A few weeks ago Joli and I got up early to take Joe to work. Since I was driving and we are not usually driving during a time when there is traffic I was frustrated. A few minutes after moving down the freeway at a snail's pace a motorcycle comes whizzing through the cars and continues on its merry way. So I said "Here we are barely moving, and there goes a fucking bike." Joli pipes up in the bike seat and says "Fucking bike!", but not in a way that said "look what I just said", she said it in a way that said "Oh I'm so excited, look mommy! A fucking bike!" My husband in seating in the passenger seat trying not to let Joli see that he is about to wet his pants, all the while trying to figure out who on earth he can call at 7:30 in the morning to tell the story to.

We didn't hear too much more curse words for a while after that. That's not to say that there weren't a few words that Joli simply mispronounced that made us stop for a moment. In fact she has a list of words that we usually have to do a double take on. One small example of that is the word "soap". This is the first time I have ever heard a child take such a simple, innocent, and clean word and turn it into "fock".

So we went several weeks without any other kind of incidents until a few days after Joe left. Then I walked out onto the porch to hear Joli repeating "shit, shit". Apparently the small clothes dryer had fallen over and she was in the process of figuring out how to pick it up. Yep, that's my daughter.

Another day or so went by and Joli and I went out shopping with my friend Kacie. While we were out I decided that since we hadn't really had much breakfast we should supplement with a Jamba Juice. Joli took the initial first sips and some of dripped out onto her blanky. Kacie said "Oh no her blanky", and Joli simply looked down, pointed at the drops and said "Oh dammit." Completely matter of fact as though she uses the word on a regular basis and it is not in any way unusual that she said it!

So now I am at point where I have to figure out if I should respond and risk having her turn it into this fun thing that gets a reaction out of mommy, or should I just let it go and hope that she grows out of it. Watch out playdates, here we come!

Life's Bitch

When did I get to the point in my life that I was no longer myself, no longer important, no longer anything but the secretary/caregiver of this particular household? I have no influence on society, I contribute nothing, and do nothing of any importance. If I am not right in the middle of doing laundry, changing a diaper, or washing dishes than I am therefore a lazy piece of shit that does nothing!

How did this happen? Was it the moment that I stopped working and began caring for my child and running my household? Is it because I don't bring any money into the household? Maybe it is because no one would notice if I suddenly up and died until my husband needed a ride home. I can just picture Joli screaming and throwing the ultimate of all tantrums because I won't get up from my expired state and give her her binky. Is that all it would take? A chauffeur and a nanny and I would no longer exist? I guess there would have to be a few more people involved. A maid, a cook, a dog trainer, a laundry service, a maintenence service, a gardening service, a diaper service, a personal shopper, a seamstress, an accountant, a secretary, a plumber, a carwash, a decorating service, and a hooker. That about covers it. Unless of course the maid doesn't do dishes or clean litter boxes. Yep, I'm completely replacable.

Of course, since I don't work or bring in any money, it's completely unimaginable that I wouldn't be doing at least one of these tasks at any given moment. Right now I'm being put on the list of most horrible people ever, simply because I'm sitting down and writing something about myself. Not to say that it is anyone person's fault. It is simply where we are at in society. All these women spent decades trying to be "equal" to men, so we now not only have to be resposible for all of the above mentioned tasks we must also get a job to "contribute". I'm totally happy for us women that we have so many equal opportunities, but what about those of us that want to stay home and raise our own children? What if we don't think that working a full time job and then coming home to be a full time wife and mother is such a great thing?

I guess it doesn't matter. It's the same arguement that I've heard every other stay at home mom try to make. File this away with all the other letters from unappriciated, overworked women that are trying to make themselves feel like they're worth something even though they do nothing.

No Blow

So I'm branching out and trying more wines. I figure while Joe's gone I'm going to need it. Today I bought a brand solely for it's name, and I now know never to make that mistake again. Let me tell you first hand, it blows!

Stick It

Since my MIL is in town, I thought she would really enjoy going to a New Age store I found a few weeks ago called Lady of the Lake. There are a ton of Faerie figurines, gargoyles, dragons, incense, and the list goes on. Just as I thought, Laume really enjoyed it and we spent quite a bit of time there.

This is one of the figurines that I really enjoyed. I thought it to be very symbolic of my husband and I.

While wandering the New Age store, we came across a display of bumper stickers and since I don't actually like them on my car, I decided to take pictures and share the ones I like. This particular bumper sticker is part of the reason I decided to start a blog in which my dad (the preacher) wouldn't be reading.

Hey, it could happen!
If they had a conscience.

Because I do.

I firmly support this one. Nothing makes me completely forget whatever state of mind I'm in better than a good song!

I watch Law and Order all the time, but I do agree with this. It's seems a little strange to me that the law often gets in the way of those trying to create order.

Remember this in November!
I'm a little stumped by this. It totally makes since! Which is weird.
Hello! I want to give this one to the WIC lady who told me that I don't qualify anymore but I could if I got pregnant again. I'm sorry, THAT'S NOT A GOOD REASON TO HAVE ANOTHER CHILD!!!
Guilty.
I know a lot of them, it's scary.

I'm totally putting this in Joli's room. Who says God didn't create the faeries too? According to Wikipedia, "Paganism encompasses the faith traditions outside the Abrahamic monotheistic group of Judaism, Christianity, and Islam". Oh well, I can still believe in faeries!

The Alter Me

I started Creative Slave last year in hopes of having a place that I could put up things that are going on in my life for my family and friends to see. My husband is in the Military so we don't live near any of them, and this seemed to be the best way to keep everyone updated without flooding their inboxes with pictures and email. However, I have recently began to realize that that blog is very much the G version of who I am. There is also a small yet significant part of me that would not be welcome in the Stepford community, and although many of my friends are aware of it, much of my family is not. So I will call my alter ego Eglantina, which means "Wild Rose" in the language of Fae. If at anytime you are feeling uncomfortable with the posts you are reading head for the exit.