tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36978839445911776212024-03-05T10:04:14.950-08:00Constance the 14,000thMy thoughts are like "a conundrum wrapped in an enigma, wrapped in a mystery."Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-16539477735584947152009-01-30T21:57:00.000-08:002009-01-30T22:18:23.769-08:00Irresponsiblity/Disgustingly Wrong<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2BeR0A2t4BBFXAlWT9cJCnOrws4w1LrLnb-TbbUzqLx7I9nVSvOglU8Qbh2xtTtSysU7z2I72BmiPq9-x_d983xat5sB9ioNBxl53ql_AppsqXvJAk8jP6rI90G5GAaFQ4QnsSGgDL1A/s1600-h/y8350_450.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2BeR0A2t4BBFXAlWT9cJCnOrws4w1LrLnb-TbbUzqLx7I9nVSvOglU8Qbh2xtTtSysU7z2I72BmiPq9-x_d983xat5sB9ioNBxl53ql_AppsqXvJAk8jP6rI90G5GAaFQ4QnsSGgDL1A/s320/y8350_450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297337442837173970" border="0" /></a><a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Health/WomensHealth/story?id=6774471&page=1">THIS WOMAN </a>infuriates me. And honestly, not that many things make me really mad.<br /><br />As someone who know many people who "needed" or "need" IVF and would give their left arm to be able to afford it, this is grossly wrong on so many levels.<br /><br />Many will say that it's her "right" to have as many babies as she wants. Really? It's her right until it's my or your tax dollars that have to pay for said babies. And more so than that, poor babies!!!?!?! They will probably not grow up having they type of life that all kids deserve.<br /><br />My husband and I would like to add a 3rd child to our family, but the fact remains that we feel we cannot afford to right now. We wouldn't be able to provide for the new child and our other 2 children we already have.<br /><br />This woman is an outrage. No wonder she refuses to talk to the press.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-2139021750691368362009-01-26T20:28:00.000-08:002009-01-26T20:55:33.507-08:00Pants on Fire!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-QVtP7ehxgr9Rtfki10XUzvVLWCEbIi6TkYR1JoceToiHfEN8vk6r8QKEXolaAoS0mEhFXGkUmOxV_m4uc68WbjtVPzjf1VzX4DaZVcJRVKfADNQbWfq1m-aSY-hSKLn9eFGgymUMYTc/s1600-h/billy_liar_flier.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-QVtP7ehxgr9Rtfki10XUzvVLWCEbIi6TkYR1JoceToiHfEN8vk6r8QKEXolaAoS0mEhFXGkUmOxV_m4uc68WbjtVPzjf1VzX4DaZVcJRVKfADNQbWfq1m-aSY-hSKLn9eFGgymUMYTc/s400/billy_liar_flier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295828826290611618" border="0" /></a><br />I've talked before about my <a href="http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-know-you-are-gay.html">brother who lies alot.</a> Lately it's getting worse. He lies about stupid trivial things though. Things that are silly, but things that make him feel important and powerful. For example he claims to "run" a local radio station. However in reality, he only makes sure that no is dead air during a pre-recorded broadcast. He claims that he heads a bible study group of "several people" when I know from bible study advisor that his group that has been shut down for a while now. He claims that my folks gave him the third degree about a girl that he used to "date", even going as far as saying that they were pestering him to get back together with her. When I mentioned this to my dad (who<span> honestly</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> never l</span>ies) he had no idea what I was talking about because obviously, that convo had never happened. He lies about doing things like eating at certain resturants that have been closed for year and about things like swearing that the way I pronouce <span style="font-style: italic;">procuttio </span>is wrong. "My roommate is Italian, I swear to god you are saying it wrong." BTW: he has no Italian roommate. <br /><br />I just hate lying. I hate lying on all levels, but lying about such trivial things is so annoying and stupid to me. I mean, I just hate it. It's like insulting to have someone lie to you about things that you know aren't true, yet they still try to force you to believe them. I am not stupid enough to believe that after just being hired, he's responsiuble for the entire production of a nationally broadcasted radio program. I am not stupid enought to believe that he's seen a live birth as he once stated "Of couse I've seen a live birth, duh I work in a hospital." YEAH, IN THE CAFETERIA, YA IDIOT! Let me tell you if the cafeteria boy showed up in the delivery room when I was in labor I would be pissed! I just want to tell him that EVERYONE knows he a liar and that he should shut up before it damages more realtionships. I just don't understand why someone would intentially make themselves look so stupid!??!Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-59362352364762965062008-12-11T10:21:00.000-08:002008-12-11T10:33:46.179-08:00It's been a whileHi! I've been so busy that I have been a major blogging slacker. There's been a lot going on!<br /><br /><ul><li>I started a new business venture that concentrates on something that I LOVE to do. It's working out well, I am making a little money. But I feel a sense of accomplishment that I haven't really felt since becoming a mom. Weird, but true, I can't really explain. So if you need some gourmet food product in your life, send me an email or comment and I will link you privately. </li><li>We decided to take our oldest to Disneyland when she turns 3 in January. I am more excited than she is. As a kid I went there like 2 times a year because we lived close and my dad worked there in college and got some discount. I can't wait. She's tells everyone, even strangers that she' going. It's awesome. </li><li>1 year old is still teething and being good about it, but I can tell she's hurting, poor babes. I hate seeing her sad. In other news, she is happy as can be most of the time and even sleeps likes an angel. We are totally blessed when it comes to good sleepers. Little one sure is tolerant and accepting of having a bossy bigger sister. THANK GOODNESS!</li><li>I am feeling fatter than ever even though I am down almost 15 lbs. The husband has been working out and weight lifting 5 days a week now and is trying to show me up, so now I have to try and 30 day shred 4 times a week or more. boo. i hate Jillian Michael. </li><li>My almost 3 year old keeps asking me if I have a coconut on my head. oh and BTW she is potty trained and sleeps in a big girl bed since the last time I blogged. Sweet relief!! 1 down, one to go! </li><li>Oh and am I the only one who thinks that Ross and Target could turn the Christmas Muzak down just a bit? I couldn't even hear myself think! </li></ul><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">so what's up with you???<br /></span></div>Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-3754867400501436802008-11-13T10:46:00.000-08:002008-11-13T13:28:55.194-08:00BlabbermouthMy oldest daughter loves to talk. She's been speaking in sentences since she was 2--she's almost 3. I love it most days. But what the heck am I supposed to do when she starts divulging things to people that I don't really want her to. For example she tells everyone, including strangers and my family a version of:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"I broke the curtains in sister's room and mommy told me, tell me the truth! and then I got a time out. And then mommy told me, NO! And i broke the curtain. and annd and then I am not allowed to throw water out the bathtub. And mommy spanked me, and took my paci and I had to go night night."</span><br /><br />OR<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"i can't tie my sissy up with a jump rope my daddy says no. and i can't hit her. my daddy yelled at me. i'm not allowed to have my pink princess jumprope. I have to be nice to my sister girl or daddy yell at me."</span><br /></div><br />it's true, she did break the curtains over a month ago, and she did get a time out. she did dump about a gallon of water out of the tub for the zillionth time, and i did smack her butt one time and put her directly to bed. it's also true that my very kind and gentle hubs yelled at her not to tie up her sister. it's all true. but how do we get her to keep it to herself?????Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-42479693479223130802008-11-06T11:22:00.000-08:002008-11-06T11:27:08.944-08:00Loooook Mommy!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_lSfAc0NoZcV7LQ3axLIaC7DkCW6w4BHpNUwlXUIUidMtSzaCSvagcmugvCYzsB2zd76y9OuUbL87qFRdC0yzWKACeXvhg0S4udghnDVkZ7W5GeUEUsCI19uWL5npqfBJy811ueJcLe4/s1600-h/Shopping+Logo+TSS.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_lSfAc0NoZcV7LQ3axLIaC7DkCW6w4BHpNUwlXUIUidMtSzaCSvagcmugvCYzsB2zd76y9OuUbL87qFRdC0yzWKACeXvhg0S4udghnDVkZ7W5GeUEUsCI19uWL5npqfBJy811ueJcLe4/s320/Shopping+Logo+TSS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265628284870848514" border="0" /></a><br />I am really over the commercials that are making my 2 year olds' head almost explode with shear joy!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"Look mommy, a princess KITCHEN! A princess kitchen! I looooove that princess kitchen!"<br /><br />and<br /><br />"Look mommy, those baby dolls are swimming!"<br /><br />and<br /><br />"Look mommy, it's WUBZY!!!"<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>She isn't asking me to buy those things, she's just excited to see them I guess. Her favorite reading material these days is the Lillian Vernon, Pottery Barn and ABC catalogs. Like mother like daughter?Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-39219323524631294112008-10-30T11:59:00.000-07:002008-10-30T12:08:16.843-07:00Noooooooo!My youngest daughter makes this face that looks just like a scathing look that MIL gives!!!!<br /><br />Ahhhhhhh! It's so scary.<br /><br />I hope she grows out of it!<br /><br />That's all, thanks.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-61958744957564584452008-10-28T22:12:00.000-07:002008-10-28T22:19:11.567-07:00Stealing from Constance (6 things)<div style="text-align: center;">I stole this six things meme from the OG Constance<br /><br /></div>1. I get really frustrated when people miss spell or confuse the words two, too and to.<br />2. I love the 99 cent store. I never need anything from there, but I love it.<br />3. I recently read Twilight, and and not at all ashamed to admit that I might be partially in love with a vampire named Edward. It's cool, the hubs already knows.<br />4. I found myself vetoing things that my mom wanted to do with kid just beause I felt like being a jerk and pulling the "well, I am her mom" card.<br />5. I can't even remember the last time I said the F word outloud, but I say it in my head ALL THE TIME.<br />6. I never use the term hate but I HATE Heidi Montag, Spencer Pratt and Justin Bobby.<br /><br />BONUS<br />7. I let me kids watch TV sometimes I don't feel bad about it one single bit. <br /><br /><br /><br />Thanks for the comments about dealing with my mother. Today was day one, and it was ok. It was a short visit, which was good because I can only take her in small doses.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-16395731539361857942008-10-25T11:17:00.000-07:002008-10-25T11:26:06.264-07:00Ramble Rant.My mom is returning from an extended vacation with her husband (for the 15th year in a row-no really, this is the 15th year). It started when I was in Jr High, and now I am married with 2 kids. She's missed a lot, but always tried to butt in when she is here. Anyway, I am bummed out because her presence just stresses me out. What I had previously considered to be her quirky ways, now seem a bit crazy and uhh... bizarre. I totally trust her to watch my kids (and it's a nice reprieve) but then we have issues. Because in her twisted little head I think she thinks that my kid is me when I was that age. And since she chose her husband (the man she cheated on my dad with) over her 3 kids, she has some making up to do. Like take my kid to McDonalds even though I said no. Also my kid is 3 now very smart. It's gonna be hard when she leaves again, and I have to try and explain it to my kid.<br /><br />That's all. I feel insight full all of the sudden. <br /><br />Give me strength. She'll be here in 1 day.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-71362310178519513152008-10-13T12:03:00.001-07:002008-10-13T12:16:19.824-07:00Updates<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFYwFPtuwH-aRcmqSQ0NXXDIULbj3VQfKVp_utptojKotolXVDI9uBdRsRdOU-r4O-b8FMy7xqYBMJSYwbwOGrry_pdEU6oyn2R1m32C2auPrw1G2rS2QEZqKIXetfjIk9jcz8KPj6Dc/s1600-h/Autumn_tree.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEFYwFPtuwH-aRcmqSQ0NXXDIULbj3VQfKVp_utptojKotolXVDI9uBdRsRdOU-r4O-b8FMy7xqYBMJSYwbwOGrry_pdEU6oyn2R1m32C2auPrw1G2rS2QEZqKIXetfjIk9jcz8KPj6Dc/s320/Autumn_tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256719438797988658" border="0" /></a><br /><ul><li>I opened and Esty shop and I really hope it's going to be successful! <span style="font-size:78%;">If you want to know the addy, email me. </span><br /></li><li>My diet is going well. I've been working out and counting calories, and cutting off wine and other booze so that's some calories lost. The bummer is that I am sick and the last thing that I want to do right now is exercise. </li><li>My kid is doing well with the potty training. She keeps holding her poops and I am not sure what to do about that.</li><li>I can see into the future that this kid is not going to want to be told what to do and that scares me. Sometimes it's like she's a rotten teenager in a 2.5 year old body. </li><li>The other kid who is 1 has done everything sooner than her older sis including, sitting, rolling over and walking months earlier in fact, except talking. She babbles a lot and says mommy and daddy and hi and baba, but that's all. Is this normal for the 2nd sib? Maybe she's the quiet one? She sure is super happy all the time.<br /></li><li>I'm pretty excited that I am hosting Thanksgiving this year at our house, even if my MIL does come. My hope is that if she comes for Tday she won't come for Christmas.<br /></li><li>I nearly filleted my finger the other night with a butter knife. It is so gross. Husband wrapped it up and stopped the bleeding. I prob could have used a couple of stitches, we butterfly bandaged it instead. No ER for me!</li><li>I am stoked that fall is here. The bummer is that I am caffeine free and can't enjoy the beloved pumpkin spice fraps. </li><li>That's all for me. Hope everyone is enjoying the lover-ly fall.<br /></li></ul>Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-48287061289892141132008-10-06T18:36:00.000-07:002008-10-06T18:48:58.914-07:00Moooo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrzc6fklUTsBeoPiuFnHy-dy34Qb_h9MWt4QAccmqW1FDBxdpQ-r4JsCtY52W2BsG1ORZ4RRI61JAWCQA_NV0OgVnk07quN6UY9Cp-HrDo8Jv6-Ms94BXnL42PSaj5bzPsNm2eSg8HbM/s1600-h/cow3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrzc6fklUTsBeoPiuFnHy-dy34Qb_h9MWt4QAccmqW1FDBxdpQ-r4JsCtY52W2BsG1ORZ4RRI61JAWCQA_NV0OgVnk07quN6UY9Cp-HrDo8Jv6-Ms94BXnL42PSaj5bzPsNm2eSg8HbM/s400/cow3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254219825122895266" border="0" /></a>I've been really bad about taking good care of myself recently. After the birth of both of my girls I've gained 50lbs. In less than 4 years. True, I had 2 kids in 3 years, but still, it's bad. So while I have been really good at justifying my rapid weight gain, I have done nothing to stop it or to lose it. So, I've started a pretty regimented work out program and serious calorie counting. I don't mind the calorie counting, because it's allowing me to still eat the yummy things that I like (excluding things like frappachinos, cheese, chocolate and bread.) I also really like the exercising because it's burns calories of course, but I am enjoying the extra burst of energy. I've lost a little bit of weight already and can't wait to meet my goals. I really don't want to be a cow anymore.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-21993159207330949942008-09-30T13:03:00.000-07:002008-09-30T13:06:58.324-07:00Worst MomMy almost 3 year old drinks alot. (That sounded funn.) She drinks water and apple juice, although the apple juice is 1/4 juice and the rest water, but anywaaaay. I try to be diligent about not letting the cups sit out, but she must have hid one or somehting because last night she took a drink of one and made a gross face and started making some kind of choking noise.<br /><br />As if that wasn't bad enough, she woke up last night crying and smelling like throwup, something she never does. <br /><br />Go ahead, nominate me for Worst Mom.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-9389557798420804542008-09-28T15:44:00.000-07:002008-09-28T15:57:29.958-07:00Play Date DillemaMy almost 3 year old and I just returned from a B-day party at a local park. It was for a little boy we know. He just turned 3 and has a 4 year old brother who my kiddo plays with. Anyhow, I hesitate a lot to spend time with this particular family because their kids are rough. And they don't listen, and sorry to admit it, but they are kind of dirty too. They never have shoes on are manners are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">atrocious</span>. So we don't have too many play dates. I like <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">their</span> mom, but she's kind of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">loopy</span> and one of those mom's who is always waiting for a photo op. It sort of exhausting. <br /><br /> Then I started thinking about this, and I realize I have another friend who has kids that my kids like to spend time with and I feel the same way about them. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Although</span>, I do like that mommy a little better. But even she's a bit of a space case. <br /><br />I am not a clean freak, or the type of mom that is following her kids all around the play ground. I do carry a lot of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Purelle</span> who doesn't? I am not uptight or super strict about things. I kind of just go <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">with</span> the flow, but do appreciate order. Anyway, my kid likes playing with these boys, but always ends up having some bad habits and attitudes when playtime is over, such as hitting and telling me no. I don't dig it.<br /><br />So while I have feel genuinely (a little) bit bad that I have sort of distanced myself from these moms (because of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">their</span> children), aren't I supposed to approve of who my kids spends time with? My kids are only almost 3 and barely 1. When is the right time to start filtering friends? Am I too picky? Am I some kind of jerk? I hate play dates.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-32724179681655494302008-09-24T11:18:00.000-07:002008-09-24T11:21:26.768-07:00Well, DUH!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTKGioTbIaa5T0G7cvbKDT7L_U2H85rzrIW7SRjSC2nbMDPoPc8X_npnn9doyAvzRiDuR1WOQlPEvGnW6n7YeZRwVE3VnZ4LgmpKmZAje-TM7L-OEgjW0bYlEdNfGjt81QYnlYvatB0tQ/s1600-h/clay_aiken.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTKGioTbIaa5T0G7cvbKDT7L_U2H85rzrIW7SRjSC2nbMDPoPc8X_npnn9doyAvzRiDuR1WOQlPEvGnW6n7YeZRwVE3VnZ4LgmpKmZAje-TM7L-OEgjW0bYlEdNfGjt81QYnlYvatB0tQ/s400/clay_aiken.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249654189423693618" border="0" /></a>Guess what? Even <a href="http://pinkisthenewblog.com/home/2008/09/clay-aiken-opens-up-comes-out-to-people-magazine/">Clay Aiken</a> did it! <br /></div>Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-54943930834303460102008-09-22T11:19:00.000-07:002008-09-23T15:39:09.502-07:00We Know You Are Gay, and it's OK.I have a brother who is 6 years younger than me. He's the youngest of us three kids, I am the oldest. We have always been close. Even when my folks divorced and he lived far, far away, we would write and talk on the phone. So to say that I know him well, is very true. And also when I say that he is a total homosexual hiding way, way, way deep in the depths of the proverbial closet, it's true too.<br /><br />I guess it started early, he always exhibited signs of being gay. And a few years back, my mom and my dad both found gay porn on their computers that my bro had used. Pages, and pages and pages of it. Now he is in college, bouncing around different jobs and whatnot. He's 23. He's lived in a few different places where he has rented and shared rooms. He's very much busy body and loves to be in everyone's business. He also thinks that he knows everything, including parenting and family management. Since he is more on his own now, and lives about 30 from the nearest relative, he has been exercising his right to dress in what he calls a very "metro-sexual", as he calls it, way. For example, he has come to my house wearing a fedora, and a vest. <a href="http://www.buzzfoto.com/wp-content/gallery/080325sam_jonasbrothers_buzzfoto/080325SAM_JonasBrothers_03-792px.jpg">Jonas Brothers style.<br /></a><br />About 2 years ago my husband and I invited him toa church that we had been going to, and he became very involved in it. We ended up stepping away from the church because it was not the right place for us to be. The congregation was too young, and their soul mission was to win souls for Jesus, via intimidation (not really, pressure and guilt. Ok, I guess that was dramatic, but the point is-we ended up not liking the church and left. My bro stayed. And by staying, he jumped thru all the church requirements, and did all the things necessary to "move up" the ranks and has become quite a little <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">wannabe</span> leader.<br /><br />anyhow, it's no big deal to me if he is gay. Two of my BFF's are gay. I would still accept him as I do now. Actually I might respect him more, because right now he appears to be living a big fat lie. Which is sad. And his overcompensation for trying to prove that he's not gay is just wrong.<br /><br />I don't think I could ever confront him on this. He would deny it. But it is so obvious. What to do?Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-25122009673056080872008-09-15T20:24:00.000-07:002008-09-15T20:30:24.545-07:00More MIL Madness.My MIL lives about 400 miles away. She has no job. She has NO responsibilities. She complains to my Husband all the time that she misses our kids and blah blah blah. We invite her to come up all the time, and I have even told her that our home is always open for her to visit whenever she wants <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">because I don't want it to seem like my husband and i think that she is a lunatic and that we secretly beyond ecstatic that she lives far away.</span> This Sat we are having a family only 1st bday party for my youngest and she's not coming because she doesn't want to drive. And she hasn't even RSVP'd she just isn't responding to our invite. GRRRR. My husband told me that if she EVER mentions missing our kids again, he's gonna tell her to "shut her face." Good for him! At least I don't have to talk to her.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-80981996845122427912008-09-08T19:01:00.000-07:002008-09-08T19:21:02.196-07:00Am I The Only One.......who is totally O-V-E-R Oprah?<br /><br />I mean seriously. I am so over her. I think she's pretentious and annoying. I see her only like this now.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZwSTadVGqE&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZwSTadVGqE&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-72623878488036717782008-09-02T11:41:00.000-07:002008-09-02T11:44:10.164-07:00PoliticsHow do you feel about the news that John McCain's VP pick, Sarah Palin's 17 year old, unwed daughter is pregnant? <br /><br />Personally, I think it's reality and it's doesn't bother me at all.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-71669180297201537042008-09-01T21:40:00.000-07:002008-09-01T21:47:50.925-07:00FIGURES!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcL54GFjgRdenGNV7jji-OMc-1VuYbmKyb0P2nv7TUnpZZMeb2ob9oAvgSJ2iUZW0Lhwo4rTn5ZPDkJo5__Drk2YrCwsH0IzS4F2B49HtPYb-2h0mqJ5K7jKpnBIBWJmygArxrnOLH5ng/s1600-h/Rude.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcL54GFjgRdenGNV7jji-OMc-1VuYbmKyb0P2nv7TUnpZZMeb2ob9oAvgSJ2iUZW0Lhwo4rTn5ZPDkJo5__Drk2YrCwsH0IzS4F2B49HtPYb-2h0mqJ5K7jKpnBIBWJmygArxrnOLH5ng/s320/Rude.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241281146815479858" border="0" /></a><br />So my last post discussed my worries about being a good hostess and catering to my sister in laws stupid needs. Thanks for all the advice---you are all so wise!<br /><br />However, it wasn't needed because she flaked at 9:30pm the night before via text message.<br /><br />Did she offer to pay for the $150.00 tickets that we bought on her behalf (with the knowledge that she would have to pay us back?) NO. Did she even say sorry? NO! Am I surprised? NO!! What a jerk.<br /><br />Now when ever someone says or does something that is incredibly thoughtless and rude, we say "OMG that is sooooo ______ _______." (Sorry, can't revel her name.)Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-76859094900080128962008-08-29T11:08:00.000-07:002008-08-29T11:21:56.381-07:00What To Do?So the hubs and I are meeting my BFF (and one of his pals) at a sporting event this weekend. We are tailgating and staying the night without kids...YIPEE! I love to cook so I am excited to make some sausages with dipping sauces, grilled chicken with my own spice blend and various other delicious and naughty delights. We got a huge cooler and planning on having some serious unwind time since normally we have our kiddos and responsibilities. Not this weekend though!<br /><br />We are all excited to go and then I remember (dun dun duuuuuun) that my SIL and flavor of month are coming too. Grrreat. First of all they haven't paid us for the tickets that we got which is a total of $125.00 that I am sure we will get stiffed for. Next, his sister is a (fake) vegetarian. I swear she still eats meat. So, she would tell you that it's because she thinks that nothing should die to become food and because meat is so unhealthy! But since she smokes Marlboro Reds and drinks practically every night, and lives off Jack in the Box tacos so how concerned is she with her health. And animal rights? She once left her dog here for 6 months, never called about it, never sent money for food-NOTHING. Whew. That felt good.<br /><br /><br />Anyway....here's my question:<br /><br />Knowing that she is a vegetarian, do I have to make something different for her??? Would you? Why or why not? Thanks, C's.<br /><br />oh and PS: she won't eat fish.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-47216255843849640552008-08-27T14:16:00.000-07:002008-08-27T14:18:24.326-07:00Three things......that I am looking forward to are....<br /><br />1. going shopping alone later<br />2. a mini vacay with the hubs and my bff this weekend<br />3. when the day comes that i change my last diaper<br /><br />How about you?Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-8763010777908725022008-08-24T20:39:00.000-07:002008-08-26T16:41:34.083-07:00Pet Peeve PostI was driving the other day and got stuck on our local talk radio show. He was talking about pet peeves and interviewing people (local "celebrities") about what their top five pet peeves are. Here are mine:<br /><br />1. People (especially young people) who don't have common decency and courtesy. People who don't hold open doors for others, or people who are rude to servers and clerks or servers and clerks who are rude to patrons. It freaking makes me want to scream. How hard is it to be nice? Really? It's not hard. It's a lot harder to be a jerk. I honestly can say that I will always let someone merge, or cut in front of me at the grocery store if all they have is a few things when my cart is full. And the only reason that I do it is to be nice and I get a kick out seeing people be shocked at such a teeny tiny gesture. (And in case you were wondering, it does have a certain pay it forward factor that is nice too!)<br /><br />2. People who say things like "When I used to work at the<span style="font-style: italic;"> BBV of the BFD </span>it was so hard." I have a theory that when people use acronyms casually to talk about things that you don't know about. I think that they are merely trying to sound intelligent and looking to reel you into asking them what "BBV of the BFD" means. Ughhh! I hate it! It's so annoying!<br /><br />3. Customer service reps, servers and other people who I give money to who are JERKS. If you hate your job so much that you can't be bothered to be courteous or crack a smile, then you need to get a new job.<br /><br />4. Woe is me/Chip on the shoulder/Energy sucker syndrome. Lately I have heard so many stories about people who think that there is a cosmic plan to attack them and make them fail. Yet these same people are doing NOTHING to change their situation. These people will blame society, their parents, the ex that broke their heart, their boss, the economy, the President, anyone but themselves for whatever is wrong with their life. I know people who have had HORRIBLE lives who have done nothing but turn it around and learn from it and grow and change and as a result they are happy, successful people. People like this are so suffering from their own stupidity. I want to scream at them: It's not always about you!<br /><br />5. Ok, I know it's crazy, but I have to have my sheets smooth with no abominations. An abomination is when one corner of the fitted sheet is not on tight enough causing wrinkles. I know, I am a freak.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">(Here's a few more)<br /></div><ul><li>Picky eaters, and I am not talking about kids. </li><li>Skinny Jeans.</li><li>Teenage boys who look like they need a major haircut.</li><li>Non-fat half caff soy mochachino latte drinkers.</li><li>People who think that MySpace is real or who use it to gage their friendships. </li><li>People who stop at green lights when turning right or people who stop at green arrows.</li><li>Tweekers.</li><li>Stupid bitches and we all know the type of broad that I am talking about.<br /></li></ul>How about you? What are some of your pet peeves?Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-53851335406939407972008-08-15T12:43:00.000-07:002008-08-15T12:47:17.574-07:004 yearsToday is our 4 year wedding anniversary. I can't believe that it's been 4 years. I have to say that it's truly been amazing and wonderful. It hasn't been scary and hard. It's been easy and complicated but in a good way. <br /><br />It's been a joy and can only hope that the next 4 and the 4 after that and the 4 after that and so on are just as good.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-91926676678503938862008-08-13T17:34:00.001-07:002008-08-13T17:36:05.790-07:00Three things......that made me <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">happy</span></span> today were:<br /><br />1. Going shopping for several hours alone!!<br />2. Finding a great set of Stilla Eyeshadow, brushes and mascara at Costco for 16.00.<br />3. Discovering that my younegst baby girl actually does look like me when she smiles. <br /><br />How about you?Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-12993716275941271882008-08-07T15:55:00.001-07:002008-08-07T16:02:58.491-07:00Happy ThoughtsI've been reading a lot of posts lately about how hard it is to be mother. To be responsible for shaping another human being into a responsible, creative, nurtured, smart, and loving little person. It's a big confusing conundrum. I feel like so many other parents who feel confused, overwhelmed and under appreciated. (This is not to say that my husband is not appreciative. He is. Very much so and he frequently shows it.) But a 2 an almost 1 year old can't thank for you cleaning their poop out of the bathtub, or changing their diaper for the 12,097th time.<br /><br />Whenever I start feeling this, I just try to tell myself that with each year, it will get easier and easier....right? At least they will understand crime and punishment? Right??? Someone please re-assure me. And lets not talk teenage years.<br /><br />And I try to scoop up a kid and love on them for a few to remind myself that never again are they going to be this amazing age.<br /><br />And, I also thank goodness I am not <a href="http://tlc.discovery.com/tv/jon-and-kate/jon-and-kate.html">Kate.</a> Then I try to picture what it would be like with 6 more children and I suddenly love life exactly how it is.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697883944591177621.post-72788094880809335962008-08-01T11:37:00.000-07:002008-08-01T11:46:27.522-07:00I Pity the Fool(s)So I suppose that it's safe to say that the <a href="http://constance14k.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-rant-or-my-head-may-explode.html">Hubs and his friend/former</a> employee will not be making up anytime soon. My husband doesn't care that much and attributes his pals lack of drive, and testicles to be a result of being with Brunhilda. Because when he lived here before they were not together and he was a TOTALLY different person. That being said, can I just tell you MySpace is such an interesting place. She is still posting stupid status updates, and changed some wedding picture titles to name my Husband as the "A$&hole" and "Worlds Worst Best Man." As the wife, it makes me mad because if you knew my husband you would know what a kind, generous person he is. I want Brunhilda to know the truth, but I realize that people like her and her husband are their own demise, and will never escape it because they are too stupid to realize it. It's way too easy for them to blame people around them instead.Constance the 14,000thhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06786897549269441731noreply@blogger.com1