Letter to Stimulus Check

Dear Stimulus Check,

I know that you are taking a long time because my mother didn't direct deposit your friend, '07 tax return. That sucks. But I really wish that you would hurry your little butt into my mailbox.

I have been dreaming of what I would spend you on for awhile now. The list is long....real long. But the truth is, I will feel ultra guilty if I don't spend at least half of you on Jack.

But for shits and giggles here is my list. Know that the list does not add up to $900 and could far exceed it...but I'm dreaming here!

1. A new hair do. I wanna go blond. Call me crazy....its this stimulus check, free money fever. Plus I wanna see if they really do have more fun.

2. New clothes. Everyone knew that would be on there..please.

3. Pedicure. I no longer wish to have the feet of a runaway slave.

4. Manicure. Heck why not?

5. Vegas..for when we go in July. yay!

6. Down payment on a New Porsche...hey I said I was dreaming.

7. Some grass for my front lawn....it looks bad. real bad.

8. A personal trainer. Hopefully one of the male gender...and a cute one. A real cute one! yeah!

9. A sushi chef that will come to my house once a week.. he must specialize in caterpillar rolls.

10. Spurs tickets. (If they keep winning)

11. A trip around the world.

12. A boob job. You know you want one too!

13. A flat screen...I had a dream last night I was buying one.

14. A years supply of Whataburger.

15. Liposuction..

Ok that's all for now. I could go on and on...but you get the picture. So please. If you don't mind, hurry up and get delivered already before my list keeps growing. Because it will. trust me.

Sincerely,

Maegan

My Future Janitor

Most boys aspire to be pro sports players, well for those exceptions who aspire to be hair dressers, either or I would love Jackson regardless of his abilities in either areas of expertise. That being said...my son aspires to be, a janitor. Its true. My 17th month old is the cleanest clean freak of a child this side of the Mississippi. He likes to sweep, carry around a dust pan, of which we had to eventually get him a toy broom and dust pan because the normal adult sized ones were knocking him down. He has also been quite obsessed with our new handheld vacuum.



Seriously, it has gotten to the point that we cannot take out the vacuum until he goes to sleep. Otherwise, he will scream and throw a tantrum until we hand it over and let him play with it until it dies. It is a little ridiculous. But I am guilty of pointing him to certain dust bunnies...hey, hes the one that loves to clean, not me!



Yesterday, while out shopping I discovered the most awesome toy. It was a vacuum that is his size..makes all the vacuum noises...PLUS it is a doggie. So it barks! I mean this had Jack written ALL over it. His favorite animal AND his favorite toy. wow. So my mom bought it for him and he hasn't put it down yet. This morning he went straight to it and proceeded to bark and vacuum my entire house.

Destructo Update

I am almost done with school. Yay! One more exam and I am through....well for at least 4 weeks. But it will be a much needed break. Too bad after that 4 weeks is up I start up again, but with even more on my plate. 3 classes this summer..at the super fast school speed. I am taking a ceramics class M-F from 10-2, I think I will enjoy it. Who knows? I could be a master ceramics person and not even know it.

I am excited that I will only be at my current community college for one more semester than onto the big stuff. I will be at the University by Spring 09. Yay me! I have also decided to apply for an internship with the SA Current..who knows how that will go. Hopefully I get it. I would love to have writing in my future endeavors.

Jacks still at his daycare. They are slowly sucking the life out of me, those damn daycare owners. $180 a week to watch Jack is a bit pricey, but his safety is well worth it. Right? tell me its okay. So I will stop sweatin it.

Jack has become insanely curious about the world around him. He has to touch, hold, yank and taste everything in his path. I think I saw him lick bird poo the other day, it would give him Avian flu right?

He is still a lovey dovey thing, that loves to give kisses to everybody not excluding our dog Coco, who he loves to kiss the most. Open mouth.

He has found solitude in his book lately, which is great. Other than the fact that I was picking up his playroom the other day to find pieces of his pop up book everywhere. Nice huh?

His newest nickname? Destructo. I found him with a pen the other day. He went into the office and picked it up, then decided to see if the color looked good on the walls. I guess he knows we are in desperate need for some art and decorations on the walls. He sees it I don't know why Andrew doesn't.

He also felt this weekend, that I need to re-organize my shoe rack. He let me know by pulling all my shoes out. Thanks Jack!

He sure knows how to let us know that we need to get stuff done!

How's This For Embarassing?

I was at school yesterday and reached into my make-up bag for my tube of lip gloss.... I pulled out my tube of Preparation H instead! Nice.........

I Still Got It

I've still got it in me! My friend came over for dinner tonight. She just had a baby girl 3 weeks ago...and my friend looks amazing already *cough* bitch. Just kidding, I knew she would have no problem bouncing back when she did gorge herself with chocolate chip cookie's drenched in chocolate syrup with sprinkles on top. I thought everyone did this! no?

She would say, "I'm soo starving". Then proceed to chop up fruit. Seriously.. I am only hoping my next child is a vegan. I can't do the chocolate chip cookie aka heaven, again. At least that's what my ass tells me.

I get the baby jitters every time she comes by. I want to hold her, her being Ella-the baby, the whole time. I feel for my friend and want to help out as much as I can. Because having a newborn is a miracle and joyous occasion that is topped with spit up and scheduling poops. It is easy to get sucked into baby world and every now and then you need a helping hand to pull you out of the goo goo ga ga quicksand.

My friend was getting kinda tired tonight and a little on the annoyed side because Ella just would not stop fussing. She went down the "calm" list.. bottle! fail... paci! fail... burp! fail... bounce up and down like a mad woman!fail... She wanted to throw in the towel and call it a night. This is the part that I come in.

I said,"You should swaddle her!" I got out Jack's old hospital blankie and bundled her up like the little burrito she is. I put some hot sauce on her and then patted and shushhhhed her right to sleep. Ok, one of those things I didn't do.. but you get it.

I am happy to know that I still got it! Hopefully I don't lose it in 6 years.... now pass over my chocolate chip cookies!

Life

So a lot of things have been going on lately. Some way more funnier that others. Truthfully.. I am stressed but kinda happy stressed that I only have 4 more weeks until school is over. Well for a couple of weeks that is.

I decided this week to take all my educational basics at my community college than transfer to my university in less than a year. That is exciting huh? You know it is! But I am beginning to question school. I am just wondering if I have enough gas in me to make it to the finish line. I truly want to..but wanting and actually being able are two totally different things.

Not that I would ever trade in Jackson.. nope you cant have him!!! But sometimes, I just think how easy I had it pre-baby days. How I should have taken advantage of it. And how much it upsets me when I see my younger friends making the same mistakes that I did at their age. I just want to be the advocate for actually giving a fuck about your life, even at the age of 18 or 19.

Go to school people. Like, actually go. attend. take notes. be on time. You know that sort of thing. It is really only a small chunk of your life. You will have so much more time to party and live the dream. I promise!

You don't want to end up in your midlife and look back and realize how easy you had it and all that you could of done with yourself. It is a frustrating thing to do, look back on life.

I do think that I have a purpose just as everyone else does. And I do think I will reach it. I however would like to do it my way. Yes, I can be guided but... in my own direction.

So at the age of 22, I am now off to tucking in my 16 month old, picking up the remnants left from dinner, doing some art homework, writing an essay for my drugs and human health class, hopefully squeeze in a shower, than tuck myself in for bed, so I can be rested for tomorrow where it all starts over again. Life.

Trimming My Bush

It has been awhile. Life has been happening.. kinda crazy. Sorry to my faithful readers..or reader. Andrew and I have been trying to re-vamp this place up a bit. We had the brush pick up guys coming this week so we figured yard work was our main priority. That's Andrew for you..always has to prioritize, aka. he is OCD.

So Friday evening I got the bright idea to trim the obnoxious bush that had been chilling out, uncut for about 8 years in front of our house. It was an ugly thing just filled with all kinds of ugly. It even smelled ugly. It is true. My grandmother, who owns this house and was its former tenant, didn't have the greenest of thumbs... so it literally sat there untouched for 8 years. Just living the life, that bush.

I began trimming it,when all sorts of bugs began to fly out. I could just picture an entire bug community living in that thing.. and I was their Apocalypse. After trimming it for a couple minutes and with Andrew helping me, aka Micromanaging my every move, we decide to pull the dang thing out.

I was confused by this we business because in reality I did it. All by myself.. with the occasional snips from my ADD uncle. He had to get in there and help me out..thanks Louie! I am happy to say that I raked, dug, sawed and cursed that bush out with my own sweat, blood and tears.

We still have a bald spot in our front yard where the bush once was.. and I really don't feel like ever doing yard work again. Damn, this house stuff is no joke. If you have any suggestions for landscaping my place, please leave them in the comments. All help in wanted...