What the F?

Welcome to the first of many additions of What the F?!!!! This is a post I am sure you will find many times from me as I am always wondering What the F is that person thinking?

The Goselins-Great move their Jon to go from a tyrant wife to a pot smoking, doctors kid. Yeah the doctor that gave your not even ex-wife yet a tummy tuck after she had 8 kids with you, why don't you just go date his 22 year old daughter now. That seems like a good move. "I do everything for my kids" yeah right. If you were living your life for your kids, you would be suffering like the rest of us, struggling day to day to not lose your mind as the kids drive you crazy instead of running off to St. Tropez with your girlfriend and yatching with Christian Audgier. Wow suddenly Kate screaming her head off about not using a $5 off coupon doesn't look so crazy.

Okay I'm off my soap box now.

Hang ten

Haven't updated y'all in a while so here are 10 things that happened to us this week:

My 13 year old niece Alyssa was in town. It was nice to have another girl in the house!

A physical therapy session and a post op visit with the doc that should have lasted all but an hour in a half, turned into a little mini date between me and the hubby since it took the doc 2 hours to get to us!

A three hour trip to the mall with a 13 year old seriously wore me out.

I got burnt out on school and dropped out. Not really but I am burnt out and so thankful that I take my final tomorrow.

I got in a fight with a spatula. Got whapped on the nose and have a cut right on the bridge. Needless to say, the spatula won.

Last night, I actually got a full nights sleep. That hasn't happened in like 3 years.

Eddie's birthday party was great. He got some awesome toys that he loves. Its so fun to see him use his imagination and build me things with his new tools.

I finally saw Twilight. Love it, have a little crush on Edward.

I now want to adopt a 13 year old. So much help and it was really appreciated.

I am starting to get a smidgen of the baby fever. I should be checked in as soon as possible! I question my sanity every time I think I want another one.

Welcome to this crazy life

Rich's surgery was yesterday. It is so awful. Yesterdays surgery was okay, only took like 45 minutes. But they didn't do anything besides look in at the bones. Turns out the dude needs a total meniscus transplant on his knee. His spirits are totally down and then top that off with not being able to do anything on his own. Yeah its a fun time at my house.

So its almost like I have become a single mother, all while gaining another child. Top that off with 2 hours of sleep last night and you've got one cranky momma! Its insane. So why did we think we could handle having Eddies birthday party as well this weekend? Yeah on top of taking care of all three boys this weekend, I have a party to put together!

So things are crazy. I have no idea how my research paper is going to get written, any of my homework done, and how the hell will I pass my test Monday...you've got me. Let the chaos continue...

Damn you

Damn you TMZ.com. Why do I fool myself into thinking that I will just jump on your site to see whats the latest and then end up spending 45 minutes reading mindless crap? Its like a dirty little secret of mine. I used to be celebrity obsessed. It was really like an illness for me actually. I was working at a job where there were many hours of no customers and nothing to do. So on my way into work I would stop at the grocery store and load up on the dumb magazines that led me into the lives of Britney Spears and whatever other celebrity was making the headlines that week.

But I came to my senses. I went to my meetings, "Hello my name is Courtney and I am a celebricholic..." and I kicked my awful habit. Then I had kids and now the only news I get is off my blackberry. Thank you CNN for your wonderful app.

But I have slipped. I went to TMZ.com and its been a downward spiral from there. Its not that I really care, its just nice to get wrapped up in somebody else's drama for a few minutes you know?

Really I need help.

Tag I'm it!

So my friend Heather tagged me in a photo game where I have to post the 10th picture in my first photo file on my computer and tell the story of it.

This is Lucas moments after he was born getting weighed. I was actually not awake because they had to put me under general anesthia since my epidural didn't fully take and I didn't exactly feel like having a c-section while feeling everything. This was such a hard time for us because we were so overjoyed with his birth, but Rich's father was in the hospital and wasn't doing so well. Rich's father passed 5 days after Lucas was born. They never got to meet. Lucas was the sweetest little baby. He still is, but not so much a baby anymore. I got to spend a lot of time alone with him after he was born because of all the was going on. And now he's my boy. He cries for mommy, he wants me to lay him down and kiss his owies. He's such a sweet boy. I love him so much.

Okay now I am to tag 5 others to do this so lets see:

http://thisismebabbling.blogspot.com/

http://kimcalhounphoto.blogspot.com/

http://thisismebabbling.blogspot.com/

http://wendischoffstall.com/blog/

http://themeanestmom.blogspot.com/

Lets see who shares!

Overwhelmed

I thought I had it all under control. I thought that I was doing a pretty good job juggling it all. I thought "Hey I'm doing this, I got this."

So why do I seem to have a panic attack everyday? When I take those breaks to try and line up whats next, what I need to do for the day, or how to prepare for next week I seem to break down. I can't breath. The room starts spinning. Sometimes I feel my heart beating so fast, I think it may pound outta my chest.

Rich's surgery is coming up very soon. And of course we have the hospital calling us already wanting to talk about how we are going to pay for it all. Really? Thanks a lot health insurance, really helping us out with this one. Its just all so much. Rich thinks he's gonna be up and going like days after but I know he's not going to be feeling good. How am I to study for my final that I have that week after his surgery?

People offer to help, but they don't really ever seem to have the time. And its not really their faults you know? I can't expect people to put their lives on hold to help me take care of mine. And nannies and babysitters really want to get paid for watching your kids.

Its just all seeming to be too much right now. I'm in a dark hole today. Things really aren't that bad, they just don't seem to be looking good today. I know deep down that these feelings are because I haven't been sleeping good and I am feeling physically awful all over.

Sorry nothing bright and cheery today. Like REM said: Everybody hurts, sometimes everybody cries. Today is my sometime.

Look into my pink, goober filled eye

I got to leave class early last night. And not so I could get a jump start on my holiday weekend, but because I had goobies seeping out of my pink and blood shot eye!!! I headed straight to Urgent Care and after a surprisingly short visit, I left with eye drops to cure my pink eye. Its awful and I am disinfecting EVERYTHING in hopes that the boys don't get it. I woke up with Luke at 2 something this morning and I couldn't open my eye at all because it was sealed with eye crusties. How the hell did I get pink eye one would ask? I have no freaking idea!! I have never had it either, it just really sucks.

My initial fear was that I wouldn't be able to participate in any 4th of July activities, but the doc assured me that with doing my drops as prescribed I will not be contagious by Saturday. So see, a silver lining.

So on with my normal activities today. Library, Target, grocery store. No rest for the weary, or as I say a MOTHER!

On a side note, my dear sweet hubby turned 30 yesterday! I love my baby very much. I can't believe we are getting older. I still see us as this young couple. Its crazy! But to set it all in, as Rich and I were talking to Eddie before bedtime I asked Eddie how old his daddy was today. And he says...

"OLD".

Rich skipped his nightly application of Ben-gay on the knee in hopes of trying to lift his spirits.