Thursday, July 28, 2011

He Gets Into Everything AND The Kitchen Sink

Nope, I didn't put him there. He got in there himself.

I made the mistake of letting him stand in a chair by the sink and "help" my wash dishes.
That taught him 2 very bad things:
  1. Chairs are great for reaching and climbing.
  2. The sink sprayer is great fun to play with.
In the course of a few minutes, he got the chair out from under the sink, pushed it up to the counter, and climbed up into the sink. He didn't have the water on, but had the sprayer and was trying to use it.

(Yes, I have wallpaper and chickens on my curtains. We're redneck like that 'round here.)
(No, Bloggess fans, the chickens are not named Beyonce)

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Seriously, IRS?

OK, I am seriously sick of taxes right now. I'm also wondering how many people got audited for their 2009 taxes, just in time to help the government offest some of this crazy-ass debt they're racking up.

(Yeah, I'm one of those paranoid conspiracy theorists, but I find it odd that I know 3 other people who got past due tax bills. One's already been proven to be a mistake.)

We got a bill for very close to $3,000 from the IRS a few months ago, where supposedly something had been entered on the wrong line of a form. (My husband's IRA withdrawal wasn't taxed like it should have been),. The taxes were done using TurboTax, so I thought that was odd, but we couldn't find the original return, so we had to take the IRS' word for it. Stuff is already really tight on us, but they agreed to take payments of $50 a month and then take the rest out of any refund that we might get at the end of the year.

That really sucked, but I thought it was settled. Then yesterday we get a bill for $750 from the state. Turns out the feds had notified them, and their "correction" of the return jacked up our taxable income, leaving us owing the state a buttload of money, too. Of course, the state of North Carolina is run by a bunch of arseholes, so they won't do the same type of payments as the feds. They're asking for it all at once or in payments of $85 a month, and I have no clue how that's gonna work out.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

I'm Not Anti-Social, I Just Have A Toddler

I love my rugrat, but I have to admit that sometimes I miss being able to just go out and do some of the things I used to be able to before having a child. It was so much easier to just pick up and take off or make a spur-of-the-moment change in plans. for that matter, it was nice not having to carry around a diaper bag or plan out for food, drinks, and extra clothes each time I leave the house. I know I sort of signed up for this when I had a baby, but some people haven't quite caught on to that.
If you remember the old cartoon "Buttons & Mindy", my son is quickly becoming a Mindy. He is very adventurous and liked to climb, explore, and do things that are really fun for him and scare the crap out of me and most other adults around. He is not one of those children you can just stick in front of a television set and expect to be entranced. Maybe that's where I messed up by not having the TV on much at home, but he would much rather be trying to climb the bookcases, taking all my silverware out of the drawer, emptying the fax machine of paper, putting the dog's food in his water dish, or throwing flour all over the kitchen than watching cartoons.

This makes me more than a little nervous when visiting other people's houses. Some of my friends with children tell me that he'll be fine and that their 6 or 7 year old will keep an eye on him while they play in the kid's room, but I've seen him get into all sorts of stuff in a room full of adults, so I'm not going to count on it. My childless friends also don't get it. He's a social little fellow and will force himself to stay awake just to be around people, so there's no guarantee he'll settle down for a nap at 9 or 10 or 2am so we can have quiet time to talk or watch a movie. It also limits the places I can go. We don't have a sitter, and I'm nervous about leaving him with just anyone. Being that most of my social life before centered around live music, mosh pits, and beer, that cuts out all of that.

It feels so lame being all "sorry, I have a kid now" when an out of town friend calls to tell me his band is playing in the next town over, but the little dude is pretty much with me wherever I go now for the next few years. Until some really cool person decided to open a bar/club with an on-site daycare and book some good bands, it looks like I'll have to decline a lot of invitations. I'm working on meeting other moms around here that "get" this and don't mind hanging out out home where it's not a huge issue if one of the kiddos wants to run around naked or has a meltdown because they are tired or unhappy, but I'm also trying to figure out a way to let my old friend know I'm really not avoiding them, I just have a toddler.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Because You Can't Strap a Carseat on a Harley

Yep, that's a real bike. More specifically, my 2004 Sportster. I totally fell in love with that bike in the show room, then found out it was on hold for someone else. When that fell through, and the dealer called to tell me it was still available, I jumped on it like a monkey on a banana.

Because of my work schedule and other craziness, I didn't really get to ride as much as I wanted, and I haven't ridden at all in the past 2 years due to the combo of a car wreck and broken arm, being pregnant, and then having a toddler and nobody willing to babysit while I ride. Still, I love that freakin' bike.

However, I've also realized I can't ride around with the baby and the hubby is not going to watch out son so I can go out and ride. Rather than let it sit there and rust, and because we are broke and getting broker, I'm gonna have to sell it. One of the husband's co-workers was interested and had a check that would have bought it, but he ended up blowing the money partying, so that fell through. Right now, I'm waiting on one other person that may be interested and I'll probably put it on ebay or craigslist if that doesn't work out.

Part of me really, really wants to keep it, but I realize there's no point if I won't be able to ride it in the foreseeable future, and we really could use the money from the sale.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Ground Control to Major Mom

OK, excuse the David Bowie reference. I grew up in the 80s and I couldn't get it out of my head after seeing the photo. It does kind of look like one of the old school space capsules, doesn't it?

Yep, that's the inside of my washing machine. Robbie has not only figured out how to turn it on when he wants to (use a kitchen chair to reach the knobs), but he's now figured out how to get in it. The hubby was watching him while I was out weeding the garden and caught him because he got stuck. He said he was trying to get out and couldn't because it would spin when he moved, so he started fussing. Of course, he had to get a picture first to show me.

This is really not cool, but at least he can't turn it on while he's inside it, and know I know to add the washing and dryer to the every-growing list of stuff to keep an eye on because he's going to try to climb on or in it.

Friday, July 1, 2011

I Joined a Gym I Can Shower In Peace

So I did it. After putting it off for years (well, I did have a major car accident, surgery, and a baby in that time, so I had some excuses), I actually joined the local gym.

Yeah, I weigh over 300 lbs, and here lately my endurance totally sucks. And it would be nice to be able to start running again and finally do that damn triathlon.

But that's not my main motivation. Nope, not at all.

See, the reason I picked this particular gym is that it has childcare. That means I can go during the daytime, drop the rugrat off for up to 2 hours, and not have to deal with poop or a small person climbing up my leg every 15 minutes. I'm also close enough by that I don't have to freak out that something may be wrong - it's a small gym, so I could be there in less than a minute from almost anywhere if needed.

The most awesome thing, as I suspected in my last post, is that I can shower in peace. That is awesome. Even though the showers kinda remind me of high school gym class, and I have to wear shoes in them, I'm not really caring. It's quiet and I can take as long as I want to without having to worry about anybody waking up or trashing my house in the meantime.

While I'm hoping all this means I'll tone up some and get in better shape, I still think the membership fee would still be worth it just for the chance to get a break every now and then and to be able to shower in peace.
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