Saturday, February 28, 2009

No Part Two

No part 2. Just cause. I can only write if I am in thought of it and right now and lately, part 2 hasnt inspired me.

But on the home front I have been biz-zy. I started that workout P90X. I think it means Power through 90 days of Extreme workouts. Not sure if that's what it means but that is what it feels like. One to one and a half hours a day for 90 consecutive days. I officially cant watch infomercials. I buy. Hook-line-and sinker.

So this deal causes muscle confusion allowing you to work out daily and get drop dead sexy. I'm almost to the 'double take sexy'. This would have been my 3rd week but I went out for tacos one night, Italian the next and Sushi last night. I try to do it after work but when the couch is calling and I dont have to cook, well, the peristalsis muscle use is gonna win and Abs Ripper will be put off until next time.

The mention of this is because It does work. I had been averaging 4 days a week P90X and I am seeing results in 3 weeks. I actually saw them in 2. I am not eating any better just more consciously. I decided I would rather forge through an hour a day then restrict my diet. Take cheese away and I get down right mean. I'm fighting 42 in the physical sense because I want to keep the bikini body I was blessed with. Now I just have to work harder.

My lovely 14 year old, read 25, daughter has been waking up in the morning about 15 minutes earlier everyday. After about a week of it, I was an my way to work and called her to find out why she is getting up at that time. She said to me in all seriousness, " It takes me a long time to do my eyelashes so I need the extra time". Regardless of the unimportance of this, I, for some reason thought this was a valid and good reason. I support flirty eyelashes.

My 10 year old.... well, I suspect she might be the one I have to watch out for. She has a cell phone. We dont have a house phone and whether or not she should, she does. I had to take it away from her for excessive use to a boy. WTF? I had to shut it down. He is in her class, jealous, doesnt like her friends, playing these little mind games with her. Oh no. This isnt going to be what she thinks 'Love' is. She also had a scuffle with another girl, an ex BFF and they had not been getting along. The other girl got pissed at her during PE and went after her fists flying. The coach stopped her. I get a call from the office and I knew exactly what happened. This girl got suspended for 3 days! I was told that they had been making faces at each other.

The thing about girls is that their bff is like their first love. The union is tight and the bond is true. When they have a bff that is a shitty friend they tend to believe that that is how friends and later, boyfriends treat you. This same girl was hitting and kicking my kid leaving visible marks on her. Not acceptable. When I went for the teacher conference, the subject came up. The teacher assured me that Liv is in no way push over but that she is also not aggressive. My kid speaks her mind but for some reason she likes the wild kids that have aggressive issues. Great.

I now have a tighter grip on the situation as well as eliminating the problem. No more. She still likes the boy, but it is kinda a friendship. No more all night phone and limited Myspace use.

Which leads me to my boyfriend. Not the dad, but I am so thankful to have his support. As much as me and their dad dont have issues, I guess in some ways I get pissed at him. He lives in another country and rarely calls. When I have to be the bad guy,aka: Parent the kids 24/7, all I can think is what the fuck is wrong with people that dont actually parent their own children. How can they do that to them? Just not talk to or see them? He's a good dad but he doesnt really have to be anything else. He lives in Costa Rica with his 19 year old chica. He sends money and when he sees them, well he is a god. shopping unintterrupted time with them.... Me, I get to be the one that says no, sets boundries and tells them too bad. I also get to be the one to watch them succeed, learn and laugh and become the young beauties they are. Inside and out.

17 comments:

compulsively yours...for now said...

Ok, the eyelashes totally make sense to me. I love it when my 14 comes in and wakes me up at 5 in the morning crying, yes with tears, and begs me to fix her hair. It is not straight enough and all the OCD in me is totally agreeing yet, the lazy ass which has taken over my body is saying no fucking way.

The parent that lives with the child is always the hated, least fav. My kids LOVE me 10 percent of the time and the rest is UGH! but they ALWAYS love him, he can do no wrong. They get mad at him, yet when daddy comes...OMG Oh DADDY!

Wait that sounds almost naughty, well in my head it does, Yes, I keep hearing "daddy, I've been a bad bad girl"

I will go now. It is all I can do to keep my self from spewing sexual comments. One day I will get laid, one day, by god it is gonna happen.

Bretthead said...

You are a good mom MoMo. And I'm thanking my lucky stars I don't have daughters.

Also, I like how Compulsively made this about her getting laid.

compulsively yours...for now said...

oh, it is ALLLL about getting me laid, I have started up a sort of charity drive to get the out of work prostitute known as compulsive laid. so, if you would like to donate, that is if you have anything worth donating(he,he) go ahead and toss it my way.

Bretthead said...

I can offer uncooked chicken and a basement full of children.

compulsively yours...for now said...

Now that is quite an offer Wow but I tell ya, not quite what I was looking for.

I am thinking more of a out of town rendezvous for two and a couple days locked in a hotel all tied up and blindfolded. Ok, it doesnt have to go down quite like that, but you get my point.

now back to your wood chopping lumberjack.

NicePeace said...

CY..fn: Please feel free to spew anytime. WOW is sure to offer some mad getting laid advice.

Wow: Come on flirty eyelashes go with everything. Boys can have 'em too.

CY...fn and Wow: I'll leave you two alone to figure this all out.

*backs out of blog wondering about uncooked chicken & lumberjacks and how those things could make for good sex*

compulsively yours...for now said...

i am wondering too, wow enlighten us how does uncooked chicken and lumberjacks help with my predicament?

Bretthead said...

Momo, thanks for moderating this new topic of discussion on your blog post. What was your post about again? Ah, it doesn't matter, we are now on to lumberjacks, uncooked chicken and getting CY laid.

I'd like to start by wondering how the hell CY could have any trouble getting laid? I'd think she could get lucky on an elevator if she wanted to.

As for lumberjacks, they always have plenty of wood, so that should help. As for uncooked chicken, that is commonly known as an aphrodesiac (sp?) in third world countries. Hence the numerous hangning fowl in places like the casbah.

NicePeace said...

Wow: Good on the wood but only tea bags should hang over the head. CY, your thoughts?

said...

Wow, 10 and boy issues?!?! Oh my...

Please don't tell me that's what I'm in for in just a few years!

Glad to see you're back.

Now back to your regularly scheduled lumberjack and uncooked chicken conversation...

NicePeace said...

T: You just never know with girls at any age...

If you can help CY...fn with some lovin' be my guest.

compulsively yours...for now said...

wow--remind me again, whats the casbah and what is this thing you call an aphrodisiac? I spell checked it for you. see how nice i am. you would think being this nice and of course this hot it would be easier. alas, it is a burden my dear a burden that i must bear.

Buddhy--ok, i need a little coaching on this one, what pray tell is a tea bag and why would it be hanging over my head?

and yes folks any help you could toss my way would be greatly appreciated.

NicePeace said...

1. tea bag

(v). To lower your body as to dip the testicles into her mouth as the woman is tonguing the scrotum.

AS IN: Hey man, you should have seen the look on that bitches face when I tea bagged her.

Urban Dictionary puts you in the know.

compulsively yours...for now said...

the things i learn on bloggyland.

with this knowledge now in my noggin i can give my man or the man i will acquire while working at the chicken ranch (google it yo) and yeah, totally lost me there with that scrotum thing, are you saying i am fat? cause i have really been trying to watch what i eat lately and not like wow watches his weight, no i mean like actually doing something.

by the way wow has made himself a bit of a sandwich over there on his bloggy poo. i will send you pics since i am in his bushes taking them right now.

back to the batmobile...and i am OFF!

compulsively yours...for now said...

Ok out of work hooker here

Yeah, so since you all have jobs and lives I totally understand you ignoring my pleas for attention but throw a dog a bone will ya, I have been wainting, (that is waiting and wanting at the same time just so ya know) some one to just talk to me, I am now crying, are you proud of yourself people!?!?! are you???

Memphis said...

Howdy. I followed you home from CompulsivelyYours' blog 'cause I am a nasty stalker like that and also I was just wandering in a mindless haze.

So, no follow-up to yesterday's porno post, eh? I'm so disappointed. Now what am I going to do with all these paper towels?

NicePeace said...

This is great fun, Blogging and porn bringing all the stalkers together! Love it!!

CY...fn knows where part two really is... it's a secret.