I'm suddenly not in the mood for pancakes.

So this morning Jayden woke me up and claimed she was starving.

I really, REALLY need to go to the grocery store.  It's slim pickens around here.  No cereal, no yogurt, no oatmeal, not even a slice of damn bread.

I had two boxes of pancake mix.  The new, unopened one is the kind you need milk for.  Guess what?  No milk.

The other was the just-add-water kind.  It wasn't old or anything, just opened.

So I made the batter and started cooking the pancakes.  Jayden walked over to me and said, "Oh, Mama, you put blueberries in them?"

I said, "No, just plain today," not even looking over or wondering why she asked that.

About a minute later, it struck me that her question was kind of weird, so I looked down at one of the finished products and saw a purplish spot in the pancake.  It looked like a little blueberry.

I scraped at it with my fingernail and what do I find?

A worm.

A disgusting little mealy worm.

Oh. my. heavens.

I think I might have puked in my mouth a little.

Now I'm scared to eat.  Apparently the eggs from these creatures are found in the wheat, so they're actually in a lot of things.  If the food sits there long enough, it gives them time to hatch into worms and then turn into moths.

Yes, people, we eat worm eggs on a regular basis.

Have a wonderful Sunday!

Not the greatest day ever...

...when you get to work an hour from home and realize that the "clean" sweater you decided to wear actually was peed on by a cat ever so slightly.  Gross to the maximum.

...when you have a cold and a itchy, scratchy throat and need a drink of water and the attorney you're working for directs you to a disgusting 1960's water fountain.  He apparently doesn't believe in cups.

...when you lose your mother's debit card.  It totally fell out of my pocket.

...when you go to Office Max and it takes them an hour and a half to ring you out because your Max Perks Rewards aren't working.

...when you're experiencing the above-mentioned Office Max debacle WITH your children in tow.

...when you want to get out of the house for a while alone, maybe a solo trip to Barnes & Noble, but your husband informs you he's playing poker tonight.

So February 23, 2011 is not going to go down as being one of my better days.  That's for darn sure.

Whatever.

At least it's not snowing.

To be a kid again...

I don't normally envy my kids.  I'm pretty straight with being a grown-up and all the crap it entails.

But, you know, it would be nice sometimes to not worry about the endless stack of bills or the fact that the rent is late or that the car needs hundreds of dollars worth of work.

At this moment, my kids' biggest woe in life is the fact that their Justin Bieber CD is trapped inside the Xbox that has suddenly had a power failure and seems to be permanently dead.

Oh, the horror!

I don't know how they're ever going to survive the stress of it.

:)

Friday Grouchiness

I am feeling extremely evil today.

I'm in a really bad mood.

A downright rotten mood, quite frankly.

I yelled at my kids all morning.

And guess what?

I don't even feel bad about it.

I'm tired of saying the same things over and over and over and over and nobody listening to me.

I'm tired of saying, "Don't just leave your coat on the floor.  Hang it up."

But where do I find the coat every single day?

ON THE FLOOR.

Do you ever feel like running away from home?

Well, I just might.

So there.

Huh.

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Just writing this has made me feel better.

Happy Friday!

Maybe I'll be nice today after all....

But I'm not making any promises.

Thursday Randomness

Even though Jayden is not feeling good today and stayed home, the second I stepped foot outside to bring Ryan to school, I was instantly in a good mood.

Why?

I can hear birdies chirping.

It gives me hope that maybe the groundhog was right...and spring is coming early.

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Right now I'm enjoying a Dunkin' Donuts tea while listening to this:




I have a confession.

My name is Jessica Noble and I'm a Justin Bieber fan.

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Know what else makes me smile?

The fact that Jayden is on the couch watching Handy Manny.

Listening to kiddie shows really makes me reminisce of the mornings when she was a baby.  We would wake up, change her dipe, fill up the sippy cup, and put on cartoons.

When she was a baby, her favorite was Jay Jay the Jet Plane.

Ack.  Footsie Jams.

My peach is getting too big.

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Have a spectacular day!

Valentine Schmalentine

As you can deduce from my title, Valentine's Day doesn't excite me.

Aside from the crafty stuff to do with the kids and the sparkly heart decorations, I'm not a fan.

I think you should be romantic and do special things for your significant other all year long....not just on the day that Hallmark says so.


My husband came home from the mall yesterday and said, "I wanted to get you a Valentine, but everything was too cheesy or too expensive...and you're right in between."

Why, thank you, Mr. Romantic.  I actually had a really good laugh at that.

I usually do homemade Valentines with the kids for school because I love stickers and doilies and glitter...but I was too lazy to even do that this year.  Store-bought Spongebob and iCarly cards with lollipops sufficed.

By the time it was 8 p.m. last night, my kids were absolutely going bananas.  Apparently the most popular Valentine on the market is the Fun Dip one. 

A couple packets of Fun Dip + lollipops + cupcakes = children sugar shocked out of their minds.

And since I didn't take a single picture yesterday (shame on me), here are a few from last Friday night's Valentine's Day dance at the kids' school.

Toodle-oo!

Dear Peachy...

Oh, my dear Jayden Isabella,

You make me fear your teenage years with all my heart and soul.  You are a lovely little girl one minute and then a raging evil creature the next.  Unfortunately, you have not inherited my ability to just be angry in silence.  You are more of a "stomp around the house and slam every door so that the whole neighborhood knows you're mad" kind of person...just like your father.

Don't worry, though, I know you don't mean it when you tell me that you hate me.

I love you a million times a minute.

Love,
Mama

Doesn't everybody have a Facebook?

I am still giggling to myself over the conversation I just had with Jayden in the drive-thru line of McDonald's, of all places.

Jayden:  "Who is God?"

Me:  "Um, God is God.  I don't really know."

Jayden:  "Well, you should go to his Facebook page to find out."

Man, if it was only that easy...

Comic Relief

Jayden is a very quick-witted child.  She always knows how to make us laugh. 

The problem is, she knows all too well how to use comedy to get herself out of trouble.

I was really mad at her the other night.  I don't even remember what her offense was now, but I yelled at her and told her that her tears weren't affecting me and, basically, she needed to get out of my face pronto.

You see, the never-ending snow days are getting to all of us big time.

Not three minutes later, this little treasure landed on my lap.

That's her on the left crying and me on the right cackling in delight.

I love this child....

When life gives you lemons...

Since Mother Nature has decided to be an uber-bitch and again demonstrate her hate for the Northeast, what else is there to do except for make a tent in the living room with your mother's Ikea duvet and fight with each other all the live-long day?