I moved my boy to a booster seat yesterday. Technically he’s still under the weight limit to use his 5 point harness seat and I would prefer that he stay in it but he wasn’t keeping his straps on anyway (the crotch part) because it bothered him. SO …. I figured it would probably be safer to put him in a booster if he would stay seated and strapped that way. Ugh. Kind of makes me all sad though. I’ll miss seeing the regular car seat in the van. But I was pretty happy that he chose a safe seat that wasn’t ridiculously expensive (I let him choose). I was able to buy it without too much guilt or waiting for next year’s black friday and Cyber Monday sales.

and I have the troop number patches for Aubree’s Girl Scout uniform. Oh boy! What a pain! I had been waiting for the store closest to us to get them in but they never did. So I finally went to a store 20 miles away. Not a huge deal but it takes forever in this craptastic traffic around here. AND I had to bring the kids so the $3 I intended on spending on the patches turned into $33. Because my kids hold me hostage in stores, threatening an all out fit unless I buy them what they want. And I am a horrible mother who would rather lose the money than be embarrassed in public .. so yeah, I gave in.

But I’m still deeply annoyed with them. Forget weight loss products, bring on sanity products. Or just plain old alcohol. It’s been a rough week and I have a feeling next week will suck, too. They better get out of their funk or else they will really be hurting once Daddy leaves for his 8+ month deployment.

He just stopped with all kinds of deliciousness. OMG! Frozen pizzas to help on the nights when I don’t feel like cooking. They also had a great deal on their single serve desserts so I stocked up. Too bad they only sell food and none of the best weight loss supplements. I’ll need them after this week. lol Apple pie ala mode! Brownies! Oh yeah. Well in small amounts since I still have that horrible issue with dumping if I have too much sugar or fat. Oh the joys of dealing with the effects of gastric bypass 7 years later. I know lots of lucky people who simply “grow out” of the dumping. Not me. No way. I’ll probably never enjoy sweets ever again the way I used to be able to.

I have a serious case. OMG! The hubby left at the beginning of the week and it’s just been … GRRRRRR. I don’t know why but even the dog acts up as soon as he’s gone. It just doesn’t make sense considering the fact that I am pretty much the one who does most everything around here. I’m the mean parent, the fun parent, the nurturing parent .. all in one. Because I’m the one here all of the time.

Just ..UGH!

I need a break. And I feel like I’m getting a migraine or something. Probably because I’ve tried to lay off the Diet Dr Pepper today and my poor body is so addicted that I end up with head splitting pain every time I try to be healthy. Oh and while I’m whining .. I hurt! My poor body is just so whiny after I have been on the go all day with the kids and chores. Maybe I need to be on the lookout for pain relief for arthritis instead of just my usual dose of Tylenol. I’m getting OLD. lol

I did my taxes this morning as soon as I woke up. Well, technically I have had them done for a few weeks. I was just waiting on the official W-2 to make sure the numbers matched. And they did. So filing was done and the refund looks lovely! Especially so after the last few years of paying self employment tax. UGH! When I was making money that I had to report it ended up eating away what return we’d get from the hubby’s income. So last year I said screw it and didn’t bother making much. It’s sad when you get more back by working less. I definitely won’t be doing a finance job search anytime soon. I’ll keep my day job of being screamed at by kids. It seems to work out better financially than a real job. And it’s not hard anyway since most of my online job pursuits dried up over the last couple of years. Thank you, Google. grrr