Confessions of the Day 14

My house is kinda a wreck.  I have never professed to be a clean freak but I try to keep a clean house.  But I never said anything about being a tidiness freak.  My lovely 2 year old daughter loves to just dump toys and my 6 year old is apparently allergic to putting things back away in the right place.  Not to mention my husband would SO be on an episode of Hoarders if not for me (I'm totally serious).  So between all 4 of us this house is a wreck.  Not to moan (ok yes to moan that's what having my own blog is about) but who is the only on who cleans up??  Yep that's right me.

Speaking of Hoarders ....  that show is addictive!  Not only do I look at those people and think holy cow how can you live like that but I also see how it can happen (my hubby).  I have also had pack rat tendencies in my past thanks to my mother who threw anything not nailed down away (let's see if my mom reads my blog shall we).  But after moving so much as a college student I got over moving so much crap and changed my ways!  But the other thing about watching Hoarders is that it makes me feel better about my wreck of a house because it's not as bad those people's houses!

I have a love/hate relationship with PTA dinner fund raisers.  I love that we get to go out to dinner so I don't have cook and it supports a really good cause. But I hate that those nights are always packed!  I really can't stand big crowds and there is a lot of parent involvement at my son's school, so all the events tend to be packed.  So I am forced to be in a big crowd and I have to socialize with people I don't normally socialize with.  Pretty much  idea of hell.  I am pretty shy and big crowds are hard for me especially when it just acquaintances and not good friends.  You know now that I think about it, it would be better if I just gave the PTA a donation instead of enduring dinner fund raisers! 

Confessions of the Day 6

My house is arguably the messiest it's ever been and I just don't care. It's not dirty it's just messy from my daughter's 1st birthday party, out of town guests, and then leaving for a few days for Thanksgiving. In fact there are still party decorations hanging up and the cooler still waiting to be taken back out to the garage and pillows and blankets still in the scrapbooking room waiting to be put away. I could be picking up now while my daughter naps and my son is being entertained by my husband but no I am blogging and am happy to be just sitting here and NOT cleaning.

I forgot to feed my daughter lunch. Yes I deserve Mom of year ... I'm sure this will win me the nomination. She was napping when I fed the little girl I watch and myself. By the time she woke up from her nap it was time to head out to pick up my son from school. When we got back home I was so focused on getting everything (this leads to the next confession just wait) and everyone ready for her 1 year old check up at the doctors that I forgot to give her any lunch. So it suddenly hits me as we are walking into the doctors office that OMG she didn't have lunch! She didn't cry or do anything to let me know she was hungry. I fortunately had milk in a sippy cup and crackers in the diaper bag so she had some food before she went into her appointment.

I forgot about her 1 year old check up until about 11 am this morning when I just happened to check to my calendar. I went searching for her immunization records to take with us because she would be getting more vaccinations. This would be when I forgot to feed her. But of course I could not find the immunizations records and she didn't get lunch.