Today's Agenda Class

So far today I have woken up at 5am to see my hubby off to work. Then I couldn't fall back to sleep for the life of me. I tried really hard, but all I could do was daydream about a perfect life. I daydream a lot about living in the perfect house, every detail, I also daydream a lot about having the "perfect" body. But my ideas and dreams change every time I think about it, so what would be the perfect house and body? So far I want a house with an A/C. The house we recently got has an evap. and I hate it. I mean we haven't had to use it so far because it is cold outside. We actually use our heater, which is a huge shocker because I used to never use my heater anywhere I have lived. But it is primarily for the boys well being. Also, my dream house would have beautiful gardens everywhere... perfect landscaping for sure. I don't want to bore everyone with my rants about my "Dream home". My dream body, of course, like all women I wish I was thinner and had perkier boobs, but that will either come from hard work or big bills. :)

Lady Gaga has a decent body... My husband hates her face. I asked a couple of my friends what they thought about her and they agree. "Weird face", "Decent singer", "Needs too much attention", etc. People always get so excited about the next big hit. Lady Gaga is somewhat popular in my eyes. There is this one girl that is a friend of mine on facebook and she constantly posts new videos, songs, facts, pictures of Lady Gaga... kinda creepy obsession. I didn't see the appeal people had with her, until I got cable television. I finally saw all of her videos, or most of them. She is all about getting your attention with loud costumes, big hair, giant clit??, etc. She doesn't even really sing, its more like talking. Of course like everyone other pop artist that has come and gone, she will soon crumble. My only concern is for the poor children that have access to watching her preform. I know my niece loves her and she is only 8 years old. She is very slutty.

Speaking of slutty though, Rhianna....... Have you seen her new video... Jesus can she scream "I am a slut" any louder. Trust me I can go on forever about all this shit.

So I gave the boys a bath this morning, they smell so clean now. They are getting so adventurous lately. Ezekiel can army crawl all over the house. So far his love is for our paint cans that we have in our hallway, he tries soo hard to get to them. Ephraim is still learning to army crawl. Which if you don't know, army crawling is crawling without lifting your body fully off the ground. I still can't believe that they have been out of my belly for over 7 months! That still shocks me soo much. They are giants now.

But I will tell you something that pisses me off about the time since they have been born. So many people we so nice to me when I was pregnant. "Do you need anything", "Are you feeling ok"... now people could give two shits about me. My husband's family acts like they hate me. I hate his sister and that will never change. I told him she is NEVER allowed in my home if I or my boys are there. She is a see you en tea... She emailed me nasty horrible things about me and my children and that my husband was going to leave me because I am a stupid beep. She tried so hard to hurt my feelings and it worked. After that she expected me to apologize for not doing anything. So I said ef you and I will never want to see her again. No matter who the person is, if you insult me that much and my family, I will not take it well and I will never want to speak to you again. After all that his sister begged us to go to her wedding. In the end, we didn't. So, what did the hand say to the face? SLAP.

My father and his 35 year old bride

So my mom and dad got divorced when I was a Junior in High School because my father repeatitavely called phone sex hotlines rather than being a good husband. My dad then got married like four months later to a really nice lady that he met online. Their marriage ended because he is crazy. He walked out on her (because they were fighting and she did what so many women do, she said "get out". Which means only for the moment, not forever, unless the word forever followed that) and he drove apparently to New Mexico and had a change of heart. He drove back on New Years '08 and then he called me at midnight and asked if he could stay at our apartment for the night "or so". That next morning, I took my husband to work... OH By the way, I just found out I was pregnant a week prior... and came home with some morning sickness... then he offered to by us Micky D's for breakfast because he wasn't feeling well.... Long story short, he had a heartattack in my living room and I drove him to the hospital. He had 4 by passes and now is fine. But during all of that my stepmother filed for divorce and that was the end of that.

He ended up moving into this shitty apartment complex, image a bad complex, that would be it. He complained about his "arab" neighbors, and how they "beat their children" and "screamed in their language". He apparently hated it all and was planning on traveling the country in his 2000 Ford Ranger. Sleeping in it and everything. He was giving away all of his household stuff and was going to give us a desk, but then we couldn't get the key to our house at the time HE wanted so, HE got pissed off at me and gave everything to someone else. I haven't heard much from him in a long time (month or so) until.....


He went and married some 35 year old call center employee with two daughters (one is pretty slutty at 17... great parenting, trust me). He trash talked her to me so much and insulted her parenting skills and how she drinks too much. He told me he wouldn't make the mistake of marrying someone he barely knew again. He met this woman in his apartment complex... classy, I know. She is addicted to Cafe World on Facebook... once again, classy, eh? She is also apparently pregnant with my father's child. Which is just wonderful news. My dad is crazy. I swear. Every action he does lately is of impulse and loneliness... Pretty lame to me.

So last night the boys actually fell asleep for four hours! But then they woke up and had to eat a little... I know that must sound terrible, for 7 month old babies to still need to eat in the night time for comfort. But I am just doing what I can. For everyone's sanity. Lol... we are gradually getting off the bottle. Four hours is a huge feat for us. I will gladly pat myself on the back. ---->>

So today, we have no dish soap... can't do the dishes until later tonight. All the laundry is done... I made the bed already.... The boys are on their way to a day's slumber... I have no more soil to garden with.... I am at a lose to what to do, yet I know there is still so much to be done. Oi Vay.

What a drag it is getting old.
Rolling Stones

Indeed that statement is totally true. I miss the days of play and ignorance. I miss not having much responsibility. I miss going to school everyday and being able to just pretty much hang out with people all day, with an assignment or two in the middle. Good times, great oldies. But now I can live it all again through my kids, except the gossip and drama... I can't be too nosey now can I?

What are your favorite memories from being a kid?
I can honestly say one of my dearest memories was when I was in elementary school. My parents had to go to my brother Kyle and my parent teacher conferences, so they trusted us to stay at home and behave for an hour until they returned. Our school was right down the street. But so was a circle K. My brother and I, while our parents were out, gathered tons of pennies and nickle (whatever we could find) and ran to circle K to buy candy or something. So we instead bought Pringles, sour cream and onion Pringles to be exact. We ran home and divided them in half before our parents walked in the room. Stashed them under my comforter until they weren't in sight. Those were the best damn Pringles ever. I will never ever forget that story.

Life changes sooo much sooo fast.

The days in the life of...

So, I have been thinking about blogging lately and trust me I've tried to start many different blog sites and never get anywhere. I want to share my views of the world and my day to day life and job; being a 22 year old mother of twin boys.

The other day I was emailing back and forth with my grandmother and she sent me this:

"Rachel: You are a good writer. I know your life is exhausting, but if you could write a little each day, you might surprise yourself." I was surprised myself, when I read that. My grandmother has been a teacher for many years, kind of a bitch for many years (you know the type of woman who is "in charge" of everything and you just have to go with it.... that would be her. We have had an off and on relationship for a long time, due to alcohol and differences in opinions of events that occurred. We are pleasant to one another, primarily because we are related. We have some good memories. Those were the good ole' days.

Anyway. This blog is not about my grandmother. I am a strong girl that wants to be right about everything, even if I am not. I will voice my opinions here on everything in the world... my life, politics, entertainment, etc. I am very opinionated as well. I understand that all of our opinions are different, and I hope that when you read this blog that you understand that too. I want to give everyone a chance to see what someone else has to say about things.

Also, I want to share my life with the world, primarily. I am 22 (almost 23) years old and I have been married for two years to the love of my life, I have twin identical boys who are 7 months currently. I have been struggling, just like all moms do, I suppose. I don't know what to do about certain things, I get really pissy about stupid things, I get tired easily, but I love my children. I am so proud to be a mother of twins. I feel better than every other mom out there, because not only have I had to raise one baby, there is another one to tend to as well. My boys are bigger than some of my friends babies. Some babies mamma's that are friends of mine try so hard to brag about their baby doing things that I HIGHLY doubt they are doing. Of course with my cockiness, comes my self confidence issues. I dislike what I look like, I try really hard to look good, but I also eat too much sometimes and am pretty darn lazy.

Today is Monday, the first day of the week... My husband has Friday, Saturday and Sunday off every week, so when Monday shows up, it always sucks. I wake up alone. Right there that sucks. I take care of the boys ALL day long and do every single chore I can get my hands on before my husband comes home, not that I in anyway am forced to do all the chores. I like to do chores, sometimes. Today, so far, I tried to clean the kids toys in the sink with some bleach water (saw a Bleach commercial and just had to do it). Well, I plugged up the sink with one of those black things and washed the toys, but the little black thing is now jammed really tight in the sink.... I am so worried there is no way to fix it. :( Stupid me.

We have been trying to "ferberize" the kids... which means we are using the "Cry it out" method of getting them to sleep at night. So far, we lasted two hours and then we couldn't handle it. Screaming children is sad to hear. I worry that they will turn into Super nanny children if we don't do this now. It is so frustrating. One day at a time, I suppose.

Well, this is all I am blogging for right now. I need to take care of the boys, play time! I will keep everyone posted everyday, if I can. Please love this blog and take what you want from it, some things you may hate, but some you might actually enjoy and understand yourself. Only Love!