October 22, 2010

  • I Really, Really Hate The Cold


    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    If I could hibernate until Spring like many animals do, I would.  I truly hate being cold.  What's bad about our weather right now is that it's really not all that cold....yet!  In fact, when this kind of weather shows up in late March or early April, we are pulling out our summer clothes because we know that warm weather is on it's way!  And, after all the REAL cold weather, it doesn't feel cold to us at all.

    I remember my siblings laughing at me when I would tell them I was freezing and our weather in Florida was just down in the 60's.  I had on sweat pants and warm sweatshirts plus a jacket or coat when I was outside and they said that was t-shirt weather in Chicago.  After only a few years here in Alabama, I can really relate to that except......I still hate cold weather.  I don't care what YOU view as cold.  If my feet are cold, it's cold weather to me.

    When I picked up Chewlee from school today, she had the cutest outfit on.  A pink striped cowl-neck sweater with a button holding down the part of the cowl that looked like it had been slant cut to hold it down.  She had pink leggings on and a denim skirt.  The look was so cute, it made you want to hug her like some doll.  Even her shoes were pink.  (Her *dancing shoes*, of course)

    She told me proudly that she had pee'd and pooped in the big potty all day at school.  I told her I was really proud of her.  As we were headed back to my house, she said, matter-of-factly, *My mommy is going to be so proud!*  She repeated it several times before we made it back to the house (which is only about a 10 minute ride).  I knew she was very, very proud of herself just because of that.  So, once we got the car parked in the garage, I hugged her and told her how proud *I* was of her.  She just giggled and said, *Gramma!*  You know how they get when a grandparent fusses over them.  She loves it but just HAS to object at the same time. 

    She didn't want to eat anything I considered normal today.  She wanted pieces of lunch meat (3), a slice of cheese, a bowl of cereal, some juice...she was just all over the place with her taste buds.  I tried to get her to have a hot dog, soup or some spaghetti-o's but that was just too mundane, I guess.  Then it was time for some pistachios since I had the container on my desk.  I didn't think she'd like them since they are unshelled and dry roasted but she sure fooled me.  Heck, I'm not even sure if *I* like them.  It was an impulse to buy them and I'm too cheap to just toss them out since they weren't cheap. 

    Chewlee suddenly announced to me that she had to go potty and, wouldn't you know it?  The Beast was in there but he came out after about a minute.  I tried to get her to use our other bathroom but her step stool and her special little *seat* are in the once close to the computer room so she wouldn't have any of THAT idea.  She ran in as soon as the Beast came out and I just knew she hadn't made it as far as her bladder was concerned.  But, oh my goodness....she sure did poop!  She absolutely insisted I had to come over and look so I could tell Mommy how good she was.  I helped her out by wiping her bottom, then getting her redressed while she chatted all about how she just couldn't wait to tell Mommy (the Princess) how good she was.  She said, *She will be sooooo proud!*

    When the Princess came here and found out Chewlee hadn't been able to hold her bladder, I could have strangled her because she zeroed in on THAT alone and NOT on the fact that Chewlee had used the big potty HERE for a change, too.  She's getting the idea but she needs her mother's praise about it, too.  I've just been praising her about what she DOES and telling her when she does BOTH ALL THE TIME, that's when she will get her big girl panties and won't that be great???

    The Beast took the ATV and went out to inspect the state reserve to see if he could even find any animal trails, scat or even a sighting of a deer.  He came home cold and totally disillustioned.  He said to me, *Crap, if things go to hell and we really DO have to shoot something in order to eat, I'm just going to go to the State Park.  We KNOW there's deer there.*  He figures everyone will probably be doing the same thing and the deer will be scattering outside the park anyway.

    Temperatures at night are down into the upper 30's or lower 40's these days and it looks like it's going to stay that way now.  I started going through my clothes because I really need to mail off things to Baby Brat and sister Cee.  I'm between a size 12-14 now so I am sending all the stuff I will never get back into to them.  The really skinny jeans and such will go to Baby Brat.  The rest either sister Cee can claim or she can give them away.  I would like to stay around 10-12 so I'm trying to lose a little bit of weight and do some toning of those areas we women who have had multiple kids have problems with.  We shall see how I do.  It's not going to be easy with the holidays coming up but I really AM determined.

    Love you all.  TGIF to all you workers.  I hope the day sails by for you and you get to relax this weekend.  Have fun.