That is what this blog has become! :(

I think I have sucessfully pushed away all of my readers due to my inability to keep up with this blog.  Life just seems to be happening to us these last few months and there is not much time at the end of each day.

So, on to the b*tching and complaining!

Hubby is out of town this whole week and next.  Well, more accurately, he will be gone from early Monday until late Friday on both weeks.  This weekend is my birthday and we will be taking an all day trip to Salem together, just the 2 of us!  We have never left all of the kids for so long before (14 hours!) so I hope things go well!  We also have Sunday school, church and a birthday party to attend on Sunday, so that pretty much kills Hubby's weekend at home!  Bleh!

I hate the infant and toddler class that I am teaching!  The parents seem to want nothing to do with interacting with their kids, which wouldn't bother me so much if they weren't BABIES and it wasn't a parent participation class.  I already told the director that I really don't want to teach the class again in January, and I proposed teaching a preschool "Young Explorers" class, which will focus on early math and science activities.  I am going to discuss it with her tomorrow, but I really hope it flies.  THAT is a class that I would enjoy!

Having Hubby gone totally sucks!  Not only do I hate being all alone at night, but the kids are all in a funk.  I am pretty tired of them and they are very tired of me.  It is hard to never get the break that comes when Daddy walks in the door.

My house looks as if pipe bombs were today's science lesson!  (They weren't.)  The kids seem to be under the impression that since Daddy isn't home, no one needs to listen to Mommy, pick up after themselves or keep up with their chores.  I am trying to cut them some slack, but everyone is pretty much tap dancing on my last nerve at this point!

I still don't know what everyone is going to be for Halloween and it is only 9 days (and counting) away.  R is having a few problems figuring out how she is going to make herself completely blue to be Smurfette, I have to blow up 72 balloons for A's costume, I need to make a headpiece for M's costume (and pray he doesn't change his mind again) and I have to convince C to wear ANY costume at all.  Just a couple more things to add to the to-do list.

And my final complaint for the evening is this:  Hubby and I had just gotten C to start off the night in his crib, which we moved into M's room.  C would be put to bed at 8:00 with everyone else, with minimal complaint.  Since Hubby always handles the bedtime routines, and he is away, things have not been pretty!  *sigh*

Well, to any of you out there that still stop by to check out our regular goings-on, I offer my sincere apologies.  I'd offer to try to be more consistent in my posting, but you and I both know it would be a lie.  I'll just have to see ya when I see ya!