January boredom

Yes I am bored, what will I write about you ask? About my day I guess.

My best guy friend (besides my man), my son and I hung out for the most part of the day and talked about some issues that were bothering him, like ... you know what I'm just going to post this...

I stumbled on this today while I was in a bad mood, because my son took the food from the freezer and poured powerade all over. While I was cleaning it the food was all soggy and smelt of vomit. I was furious, so I put my son in "time out" for a while and decided mommy needs a break. I went on Youtube and saw a new video MichelleGlavan posted, I noticed it was originally JennaMables so I watched the original. I am in love with her youtube work, so this video uped my opinion on her.

This cheered me up, I hope it cheers a few women who are down :).

The summer heat, melts my innards

I know that most people wail and complain about the weather regardless of how much we wished it would be here. I've been waiting for summer so I can buy a little sandbox and a plastic pool for my son. Excitements in my veins I couldn't wait for the season! After all this is his first official summer, I don't count the last one since he was 4 months old, hardly old enough to do anything at all. I know all too well that he won't remember this summer, the rock/leaf/pine-cone/and other various collecting adventures to come, the fact that he's trying to eat sand, his first BBQ, etc. He won't remember but I will and the memories will be all the more cherished. It's easier to keep memories/thoughts/pictures thanks to the technologies of today. I no longer have to get my pictures developed out of a disposable camera, now I can upload them onto my computer or on the net. Diaries was something all so secretive and sacred, don't get me wrong I'm not saying it's no longer sacred, I've got one (although nothings written in it). Now it's very popular although it's not called a diary per-say it's a blog, now people of all ages can write down was they fell/believe/think/remember/imagine on the net. I've got to admit though I am sweating balls ... is that even possible for a women to do? Summer is a hot time, that reveals all my freckles and shows me oh so how out of shape I've gotten. My girls still call me skinny, my man says I've got a belly, which I don't like very much ever since I gave birth ... oh so wrinkly. All in all I hope for a memorable summer with my friends and close nit family. And A LOT OF EMBARRASSING PHOTOS TO USE AGAINST MY SON! ... When he gets a girlfriend that is, I am an evil mother ... who's exhausted and sick of the heat. The beginning is hard but the rest will be hell, I wish everyone the best of luck on your summer adventures, mine will be memorable.