Chellisms

It's Over!

Halloween is over! Okay, maybe not over but my kids are bathed and in bed and I have taken my bra off so as far as our house is concerned it is over.

The ladies had a great time. Honestly, I would rather buy them candy than go door to door in a costume but that is just me. Maybe if people handed out Toblerone I might change my mind. Pictures are up at flickr.

We have tons of leftover candy as I am sure you can tell by looking at the pic. We did not have one single trick or treater, tons of candy left. Not pictured is the 4 lb bag of Laffy Taffy, Sweet Tarts and Nerds my husband bought for the ship. The rest is going with him as well. I was kinda bummed about the no trick or treaters so when we got home I made the girls stand outside and knock and then I gave them candy.

Humph...

Is it bad when you have to use super glue on your pumpkin?

Is today over yet?

It needs to be over. Today has been craptastic.

Had to go to 3 different stores to get a pumpkin. Yes, I waited until the last minute. That is what people who live in Hawaii do. We wait until the last minute otherwise our pumpkin gets moldy before the big night. I refuse to believe that Von's and Henry's sold out of pumpkins early, what do they do with the leftovers anyway?

Tim has been in the infirmary/hospital/whatever on the ship. I know he has been up puking since 2 AM and has had 3 bags of fluids via IV. Other than that your guess is as good as mine. I would like to think it is food poisoning but Ash was on the ER over the weekend with E, same deal. And now both she and Glen feel like ass. Oh, and a little girl had to be taken off the school bus this morning because as soon as she got on she said she felt icky, turned around and puked in the grass. Please keep your germies to yourself.

Okay, so that doesn't seem like much. But to me it is. It may be the not knowing how Tim is, as I can't exactly call the ship and ask for him, or it may be the fact that I abhor trick or treating and am looking for an excuse to not go. The attitude that Tay brought home from school may be that excuse.

Is it wrong?

Okay, so I have been neglecting my wife/mom-ly duties of housekeeping. Think mom on strike and that about sums it up. This all goes back to the burn out post from yesterday. Been feeling it for a week or two, don't get me wrong I am not over it. I shall stand on my soapbox as long as I damn well please. But... theclutteredhouseisstartingtogettome! No, my space bar isn't broke (but my mouse is, another post, another time) that is just how I am beginning to feel. So, I decided that I had better pick up. Maybe while Tay does her homework, that way I can supervise without hovering but still get something else accomplished.

First thing I decided to do, put all my Halloween candy in its dish instead of it sitting in a Target bag on the floor. Then I had this brilliant idea, tomorrow is Halloween, so there is only a day of that decorating scheme left. And I don't really have a decorating plan for Turkey Day, its all about the food not the decorations. So how about skipping straight to Christmas decorations?? I mean come on, I can put them out while I clean. That is an awesome plan! I might just do it. Tim isn't home to stop me and he doesn't read this anyway. He won't know until it is completely done! Yes, this sounds like the bestest idea ever.

Oh, wait. If I put the Christmas decorations out this early I will have to dust them between now and the happy day... can you vacuum a fake tree* and stockings? I must investigate.

*Trust me, I hate the fake tree. But after living in HI you learn to avoid bugs, that means you avoid bringing live things into your home. I tried this with the kids, but the neighbors yelled at me.

Lunch of Neurotic Stay Home Mothers Everywhere

What? You were expecting yogurt and granola, then you don't know me very well. All I have to say is I ate most of the bag of Milk Duds over the weekend. I finished them off just now with a lunch of hash browns and decaf coffee with peppermint mocha creamer. Ah, I can feel my arteries hardening and my ass spreading as I type this.

That people, is bliss.