Beautiful Noise

This morning was a typical morning, although I did not manage to oversleep due to numerous snooze button pushes so maybe it was not so typical.  I usually get up around 4:30 am or I am in bed with littlest monkey nursing him while half asleep and trying to make myself stay awake so I don't oversleep.  I go about my business and get ready for work, last minute things ready for big monkey and school, or for the nanny and other two monkeys.  

But this morning I woke up to three monkeys in the bed with me.  It was quiet (other than the low hum of the cool mist humidifier we use as white noise) and it was a morning full of beauty and happiness and innocence.  

After my shower I came back into the room and stopped when I noticed all three monkeys in the bed with some part of themselves touching the other, kind of like a reassurance that they were not alone in the world.  It was beautiful.  The only sound was a soft snoring from each one of them and sweet soft sighs coming from littlest monkey.  It warmed my heart.  

It was something much needed and I am glad I had the opportunity to not only witness it, but recognize it.  I will take that with me on my run today to help push through the tough parts, and to my doctor's appointments this week where it will be much needed.

Eventually one by one they woke up and made it be known that they were awake.  I had to fight with big monkey to put eye drops in his eyes (he does not have pink eye but one of his friends does at school and we tend to get it if the disease is even mentioned, so I gave it to him as a preventative measure).  He is not easy to deal with when it comes to medicine.  Little monkey's first words every morning are that he is hungry so I had to deter that until the nanny got there at a decent time for breakfast.  I had to quickly nurse littlest monkey being as I was very near being late by this point.  So things were back to normal, full swing and full of noise.

When putting littlest monkey back in his own bassinet, he made the best noise ever.  You know, that baby babbling noise that sounds like angels singing.  It made my heart warm and happy again.  I wish there was some way to bottle that noise.  I think it would be so wonderful to be able to share it with people in need of an extra push during a stressful time.  To remind us of how simple things really need to be and how much love there is in the world.  I would like to bottle it up and save it for when my babies are grown up and I am missing them.  

Going Green

Okay, so I am the first to admit that I am not the person that is known as the "nice girl".  You know, everyone knows someone who is just labeled as the sweet, nice girl.  And I am just not that person.  Not that I think I am incredibly bitchy or mean (I do have my moments), I am just not overly nice 100% of the time.  No big deal.  Really.  

There are a couple of people at work that really annoy me.  I mean REALLY annoy me.  I try to give everyone a fair share of chances before I just write you off as annoying.  I know that sometimes quirky can come off as annoying at first.  

One coworker in particular makes my stomach churn every time I hear his very loud breathing and shoe shuffling self come in the door (my office is near the front entrance).  I tried to be nice to him.  I work in a scientific field and realize that there are some pretty big nerdy type people in the science field.  My good friend from graduate school and I used to marvel at how cool we were (really just compared to the goobers in our classes).  Somehow we missed the nerdy memo when check marking "biology" as our majors.  But I digress...

This guy drives me crazy because he is so insincere.  At least I am sincere in my bitchiness.  He is a jerky nerd.  Not so nice.  Another coworker is a guy that everyone knows as being quite the recycler  hoarder and trash diver  and he is a nice guy.  But he just came in and offered me an "unused" set of disposable chopsticks.  Yes. Really.  The wooden ones you get for free from the chinese take out.  

This is my Monday!

No cheeseburger in paradise

Okay, so we had our costume showcase and here is my costume for this upcoming season..

We are gypsies.  I am not impressed by this costume.  I am afraid the headband is going to give me a migraine.  I don't understand the random pieces of tulle tied onto the shirt.  At least it is a two piece.  It could have been so much cuter.  It could be worse...

Why would another woman ever purposefully make another woman wear this much cow print?!?!  Women can be so cruel to one another.

And yes, she is carrying a cheeseburger on a platter.  Steak and Shake anyone?

Being as I am still nursing littlest monkey, these flowers would have made my boo-bees look like air balloons. 

There are a couple more that are even worse but I did not get good pictures of them.  A lot of unhappy women after our meeting.  But in reality, they will have consumed so much liquor that it won't matter what they have on!  The worst part is that the president has picked Jimmy Buffett songs for every single float during call outs.  First, I can't stand the music and second, how can you dance to Jimmy Buffett music?!?!  I know he is from around these parts but so what!!!  

Now I need to find some cheep gold heels, but not too high or I might break my neck.  Nothing like breaking your neck with Jimmy Buffett playing in the background!

I've got a feeling

I belong to a Mardi Gras society here in the deep south.  I think this is my 5th or 6th year doing and it is usually lots of fun.  We ride in a parade the week before the actual Mardi Gras.  Our season lasts several weeks beginning some time in January and running until midnight on Fat Tuesday.  My favorite part is the ride.  It is SO much fun throwing junk at people and it is amazing how excited they all get... even the adults!  

After the parade we have a huge ball that takes up the civic center downtown.  Lots of food, booze beverages, music, and revelry to be had that night.  You may remember I was pretty far along in my pregnancy with littlest monkey last Mardi Gras and could not ride.  And then had to endure being sober, swollen, tired, and cranky with a bunch of drunks around.  I still had a resemblance of a good time but am looking forward to the ride this year.
 

So why am I talking about this so far out from the February ride?  Because tonight is our costume showcase!!  We get together and each float has a model show up dressed in the costume we will be wearing for this year's parade.   Up until now, it is supposed to be a secret between our board members and ball chairmen.  I have to admit the secret has been let out and I am a little nervous about the theme and costume.  

Costume showcase usually starts up the exciting buzz about the big night.  My good friend (she is also a member) will be coming into town and I am even more excited to see her.  I will be taking pictures so I may let you all in on the sneak preview too!

Hello World

Okay, seems I took a little break from blogging without realizing it.  I did not mean to, I guess life just got in the way.  Things have been pretty tense at the house of bananas and monkeys for several months and I guess it all just caught up with me and I had a couple of weeks of pity partying.  Well as much of pity partying you can do with a 4 year old, 3 year old, and 5 month old!  But I am working on getting my life back and it started with my voice and is continuing with my fitness (yes, still doing the shred).  Part of me wants to shout out all my problems to the world, but I keep changing my mind, so just bear with me. 

Let me give a brief update on all the monkeys.  Big monkey is still loving school.  He has a "girlfriend" and tells me all the time she just drives him nuts!  Apparently she got into some trouble for kissing him on the cheek.  The funniest is that when she did, he pretended to faint to the floor.  I have no idea where he got this from - so dramatic.

Little monkey is more clingy than ever with me.  Not sure why, but getting up every night with him is getting old fast.  He has really been enjoying soccer  this season, though he would rather just play soccer tag.  

Littlest monkey is not so little.  He has to weigh at least 20 pounds now!  I normally wait until 6 months to start solids but he has been begging for them lately so we caved and I gave him some whole grain brown rice cereal last week.  LOVED. IT.  I could not spoon it fast enough.  He has developed the cutest laugh and does it every time someone comes into the room, or I am doing the jumping jacks during my Shred time.  I could just eat him up.

I have made an executive decision to go to Disney for Halloween.  It may be just the monkeys and me meeting my parents and some other family down there, but that is okay it will be a blast.  I needed something wonderful and fun to look forward to and this popped into my head.  I  have a cousin that lives near there that is like my big brother and we have not seen each other in years so I can not wait to see him and his family.  My aunt and uncle live there and have never met the monkeys so I look forward to that too.