Friday, April 8, 2011

Travel Log 4-9: You guys so want in on this..

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Travel Log 4-8: Is TIme On My Side?

    I'm no longer a spring chicken as they say. All the signs are there that time, is in fact, marching onward and from all the evidence it's marching right over my backside. I'm not a kid anymore, but am I growing up too much?
    I wasn't exactly wild in my youth, but I had my moments. Even 5 years ago I didn't bat an eyelash at marching down the aisle in a red and silver wedding dress with crayola red hair.
   So why now am I kinda embarrassed about all the blue not washing out of my hair from Halloween? Why am I looking at my wardrobe and worrying if it looks too 'out there'?
    My family says it's great I'm finally growing up, but is that really what I'm doing? Or am I, as a lot of my friends would say, conforming?
    Mid thirties housewife is a strange thing for an outsider to be. I spent the majority of the past 3 decades trying to find ways to make not being accepted a personal choice. Now I don't know what I'm trying to do.
    Is this what they mean when they talk about midlife crises?

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Travel Log 4-5: Children's TV Tuesday

Seeing as I have 2 small savage creatures sweet little boys living in my house, I see probably more than my fair share of children's tv. Now as an adult, watching these shows is a completely different experience than my little monsters little sweetlings are having. Being an adult I am beset by questions and critiques that would never occur to a child and they generally make me want to sit down with the writers of these shows and shout WHY???!!! at the top of my lungs.
    So now I'm going to share it with you.

   Here's this weeks installment, sorry it's a little late-

   Special Agent Oso from Disney Jr.
          This is a cute little show about a turquoise and yellow stuffed bear that is a trainee at an elite facility that provides special agents to help kids with their problems. Now we're not talking about life changing issues like death, divorce, or anything like that. We're talking packing a suitcase, tying your shoes, or making a salad (you have no idea how hard I snorted tea out my nose the first time I saw the episode where they told him he only had 8 seconds to toss the salad) and he has to do these things using 3 simple steps provided by his cyber helper PawPilot. Basically it tries to instill in kids that if they just identify 3 steps to get something done, and follow those steps, they will get it done.
     Now here's my problem with this little scenario- Oso has no idea what he is doing. EVER. He has no idea how to actually accomplish the task the child needs help with and generally relies on PawPilot and the child themselves to actually figure out how to do it. I have no idea how this bear gets himself out of bed in the morning, let alone became a secret agent.
    And then how secret is this agency anyway? Every single kid knows this guy on sight, and so do their parents. Most of the time the parents check on the kid, see a walking talking jet pack wearing stuffed bear helping them with whatever task the parent set them, say hi Oso, and keep walking. Apparently every person on the planet knows about this secret agency, and there must be some sort of memo they send out with the agent's pictures and bios. Cause without something like that I might just be a little concerned to see my kid chopping vegetables in  the kitchen with a TALKING STUFFED ANIMAL.
    With that said, it's kinda a cute little show with some pretty funny Bond references and it does show kids that it's easy to start doing things on their own if they just follow the steps.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Travel Log 4-4: Finally The Holes Are Patched!!

   As you  can tell I am excited, because after 4 MONTHS of living through repair hell, the holes in the wall are patched up and we were able to move the boys furniture back into their room!
    Even did a little furniture rearranging and fit the Monkeyman's new desk in so he can do his homework in his room in relative peace instead of at the kitchen table with the little guys running around him like hyperactive jumping beans.
    The walls aren't painted, and if the way that the owner has been on top of getting things done in the past, I don't think they ever will be, but it's good for now. Honestly I think she's going to have some wicked bad karma coming her way because she got paid a couple grand from the homeowner's insurance to get the walls patched back up and she ended up having her nephew do it( and I know she did not pay him 2 grand). She also had the gall to have her daughter tell me that we need to keep the house cleaner because there was too much furniture cluttering the place up. To which I promptly pointed out that all the extra furniture was for the room that we have not had the use of for 4 months due to her negligence. I was quite peeved.
   However we had some great news last week as well. My hubby and I have not always made the best financial choices and figured that we were pretty far from ever being able to buy our own home. So we went to a credit counselor last Wednesday and she had some awesome information for us! Turns out we are not as far off as we thought. She told us as long as we can get all the money sucking crises in our life to hold off long enough for us to get some money saved we should be in a great place to buy a house in about a year or 2. Needless to say this was great news. Especially with all of the hubby's student loans. But it turns out that a bunch of stuff is set to drop off my credit report this year and next year, so with a little work to add some more positive on we'll be in a good spot!
    So yay us!
    But on the down side I've had the plague for about 5 days now. I feel like warmed over crud. Time to see if any grandparents would like to take 2 small torture devices lovely little boys out for a while.