Code?

Anyone have suggestions on how to talk code with my husband when the kids are around? I tried pig latin but Wylde figured it out. I tried spelling the words backwords. Wylde figured that out too.  I could probably make my way in Spanish but Chett would have no idea what I was talking about. Could probably spell things out in sign language but doubt Chett could figure that out either and that would take way too long.
Damn these smart kids. I remember the days when I could talk about going to the movies, going out to eat, Christmas presents, plans for the day, candy and generally any damn thing I wanted too without them sticking their noses in my business!
Wait, I guess I could text him...Yep. Gonna turn into that person that texts you even though you are sitting next to me. Get used to it. I gotta keep my secrets. Like the one about me going to the movies without the kids tomorrow my freighbor! Neener neener neener kids.

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Men vs Women

In the following blog I am going to show you the difference between how my husband and I celebrate someones birthday.

Me (celebrating my frieghbor (friend/neighbor))
Knowing that she was dreading her birthday and thinking she was going to have a bad day I made sure she started her birthday out special.  I bought her a purple balloon (her favorite color), tied to a caramel Frappicno with delicious doughnuts (for her and her kids - no breakfast cooking for her!) and a card expressing how she is special and deserves to have a special day! I believe we also went to a movie and dinner that night!!


Chett (celebrating his loving wife and mother of his 2 boys' birthday)
Had to be told to tell me Happy Birthday as he left for work
Had to be told to take me to dinner when he got home from work because I sure as hell wasn't cooking.
Got me a card, signed "Chetter" No, "Love, Chetter" or "Happy Birthday, babe, Chetter" Nope. Just the name. The name his sister calls him. No offense Mandy if you're reading this. I think my Dad might call him that too.  I have never called him Chetter in my life. Does he call himself I wonder that? Ew.
This is the first time in our whole relationship I think that he didn't write a little something. Gosh I feel special. Thanks for leaving me that warm felt card on my bed side table when I came to bed at 1am when it was no longer my birthday.  Might as well have taken a napkin and signed your name, would have taken just about the same effort and saved some money.

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Things I have learned recently....

things I have learned recently:

• If I want to do somehting I should just plan it and then tell the husband what we are doing because if I ask him, he won't want to do it.
• I have no patient helping Wylde with is homework. None. At. All.
• For some reason I can't my nails. They either have bubbles in them or never ever dry. They will be dry and I go to bed and there is sheet marks. I put clear coat on. Next night wake up sheet marks. It's a no fail conundrum.
• No matter how many times someone explains to me I still don't understand the difference between Past and passed in certain circumstances. Yes, I am an English Major.
• I do not like, will not like, have never liked, peas.
• I really do like reading. I should do it more.
• I like trees.
• I really like crime drama/thriller/scary movies!!!! I am so into them lately! I had no idea! I never watched scary movies when I was little!

I think that is it, I got nothing else.
<3

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Has it really been that long?

I am SO sorry that it has been so long since my last blog! We all know I struggle with depression and the rode back to health has been a uphill and steady road! I am feeling good beginning to feel somewhat witty again!!! I hope to be brimming with blog worthy goodness soon!!!

As for now, lets rate my bday.
Pros:

1. Saturday before my birthday found a pendant Chett gave me that has been lost for the last 4 years. 
2. Fell asleep that Friday night before praying Mom would make rice bags for my birthday. At least 3 of them; 2 for me and 1 for the kids. I can't live without them when I have a migraine. I used to have 2 but wylde broke one (spilling rice all over my bedroom, master bath and hallway) and they lost one in the house somewhere! She made a bunch of them and as many as I wanted (4!!!)
3. In laws kept the kids 2 night in a row!
4. Slept in 2 days before my bday
5. Was able to party with some of my best friends and family!!
6. Took a nap after the kids went to school
7. Went out to eat to my restaurant of choice!
8. Monday is my favorite day of the week for TV! WOOT.

Cons:

1. Migraine started Friday evening!
2. Chett had to work late due to power outages from storms so we didn't get to leave for Emporia as soon as I wanted.
3. Migraine still on Saturday.
4. I peaked too soon on Saturday night. I ALWAYS do that. Damnit. Took a swim in my dress (more of a wading and the dress was made out of swimsuit material).
5. Peaking too soon aka got drunk = falling down on concrete. May post picture of my thigh later
6. Drunk also = not remembering the entire evening.
7. Drunk =  Keith seeing my bare ass not once but twice. At leaset it was my back side and not my front side.
8. Went to Chili's for my bday dinner just because they have my most favorite dessert (white chocolate molten lava cake with raspberry sauce). They no longer have it. BOO Chili's.
9. While trying to light my birthday candle after Chili's dinner, I burnt the @#$k out of my finger and thumb.
10. It's over too soon. Can I have another birthday next weekend so I don't peak too soon??

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