Happy 1st Birthday Radical #3!

One year old.  Wow, it doesn’t even feel like a year has gone by.

The past year has tested my parenting skills.  It’s the strangest thing…I had the attitude of I got this but when Radical #3 graced us with his presence, I felt like a 1^st time parent again.  The paranoid mommy returned. 

But, all is well.  

Going through all the experiences, all the firsts, and just watching you grow and develop your little personality has been amazing.

You’re such a happy baby and all the faces you make are hilarious.

You’re also my mellow baby.  You just hang out and observe everything and everyone.  When something catches your eye you scream with excitement but then you go back to just hanging out. 

You’re such a joy and blessing. I love you to the moon and back.

Happy Birthday little man.

Coffee Date Friday

Happy Friday, Lovelies!  I’m so glad that we’re back to having our coffee sessions; it’s been a while, no?  

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that…

…Pumpkin Spice Lattes no longer tickle my fancy.  I was totally obsessed last year but that could have been because I was growing a human.  I’m now back to my usual iced caramel macchiato.

…I’m sick of the visiting germ squad.  We’ve been sick 4 times since we’ve moved here.  What the what?  Could it be the change in environment, the fact that we’re always on the go, or maybe because Radical #1 is in school and he’s more exposed to other kids?  Do other parents of school-aged kids experience sickness this much?  Sheesh.

…I’m almost finished unpacking.  I know it’s been over a month but trying to unpack and organize with banshees is not fun.

…I'm slowly getting acclimated to our new lifestyle.  Haha!  I make it sound like we’ve turned into Monks or something.  We went from being at home 99.9% of time to not being home 99.9& of the time.  We’re always on the go.  I’m glad Radical #3 doesn’t give me that much of a hard time for being stuck in his car seat all the time.

…Is it just me or do y’all get excited every time you see the red cups from Starbucks?  It’s just me isn’t it?  Hmph.

…Radical #1 lost his first tooth and I wish I had the same Tooth Fairy.  She left him $5.  $5?  Shoot, l got like a quarter or sometimes she didn't even come at all.

…I’m so glad to be back home closer to these people…

Anyway, enough about me.  How are you doing?  How has your week been?  Any plans for the long weekend? 

Jenn.

Since I've been gone...

…I’ve felt every emotion known to mankind.  Cray-cray as I’ve demonstrated in my first sentence.  Happy, sad, frustrated, afraid, paranoid, anxious…you get the drift.

It’s not surprising that I went MIA once again so I’m not even going to bother saying I’m sorry.  I did miss you though.  I have a lot of catching up to do since I’ve been computer-less since the middle of August.  That’s not completely true-I had it, I just never had the time to stop and think.  And breathe.

Anyway, since I’ve been gone…

…we’ve moved to the other side of the island!  Ahhh, Home Sweet Home. 

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…the Starbuck addict has resumed her addiction.  No bueno.

…Radical #1 started Kindergarten.  And of course mom of the year didn’t get a picture because it just happened so fast.

…I pulled off my SIL’s baby shower amongst all the moving chaos.  It turned out great even though some details were missing.  I’ll be honest, I silently freaked out.

…I did my SIL’s maternity shoot.  Not too shabby for someone who doesn’t know what she’s doing.

…my SIL gave birth.

…the neighbor’s shenanigans have gotten worse.  In a nutshell, he’s filed harassment and assault charges against me.  The crazy old bat maced the Mister.  He’s filed other ridiculous charges against me including remotely tapping his phone lines.  We moved to the other side of the island to get away from them and they still find a way to harass us.  They must love me.

…we celebrated my nephew’s 1^st birthday.

…we celebrated Radical #2’s 4^th birthday with bowling and the arcade.  He had a blast!  And of course, mom of the year has no pictures.

…we celebrated his birthday again on the Atlantis Submarine.  I survived.  It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be for claustrophobic me.

…we had a surprise party for my dad’s 67^th birthday.  Haha!  Just kidding, although he didn’t find the whole 67 thing funny.

…oh, and I can’t forget about the Mister receiving his Captain’s license!  I’m so proud of him.  And it’s his fault that we don’t have pictures.  He thought I was making a big deal by bringing my camera so he made me leave it in the car.  Party-pooper.

Life has been busy and it’s been quite the adjustment but in the end we’re all happy. 

Now, if I could just finish unpacking and organizing my house…

Jenn.

They can have their cake and eat it too.

Good morning, lovelies!

Remember how I keep saying that I’m going to do an update on my crazy neighbors?  Well, I wanted to give you the 411 in chronological order but yesterday’s fiasco with them just baffles me.  And I need to share.  I already knew he was crazy but yesterday his delusional-ness topped the delusional cake.

The Radicals and I were having a good day yesterday.  The Mister came home pretty early from fishing.  He and his fishing partner (we’ll just call him R) cleaned up and cut up some fish, and we all hung out for a bit.  Oh and, the Mister and I just started speaking to each other after 4 days because of last Thursday’s fiasco with the crazy people.  It was a good afternoon but it was time for R to leave.  We say our good-byes.  I hear him drive off, stop, and then come back thinking he forgot something.  But he stops in front of the neighbor’s house. 

Oh man.

As R was driving away, the neighbor called him out and was just acting like a fool.  I sprint it up there and just in time to hear the neighbor yell to R “you tell her to prove that she has a 3^rd baby!”  Just when I thought it couldn’t get any more absurd, he busts out that line.  What the what?  How the eff is that relevant?  And if I do prove it, will he stop harassing me?  I mean, for the love of goat cheese somebody pinch me because I feel like I’m in the damn twilight zone.

So I start snapping and of course the neighbor does what does best-runs away.  Coward.  He loves to talk his poo and taunt me but as soon as I react, he runs away telling me “C’mon, trespass onto my property!”  Then his mom comes out and gets in my face.  She pushes me and then whacks me in my face. 

Everything went in slow motion as I was having a conversation with my two other selves.  You know the ones; the good one and the not-so-good one that sit on your shoulders whispering the right from wrong to you.  Of all times, y’all have to show up now?  The not-so-good one is all ooohh, there’s your reason to wail on her and the good one is all no, no, no…she’s a little old lady and what if you start and can’t stop and she gets hurt.  What if she falls and hits her head and really gets hurt.  How will you feel after wailing on her?  You’ll have to live with that for the rest of your life.  If you’re going to fight; fight fairly and this clearly is not fair because she’s a little old lady!  Damn you!  Sometimes I hate that I have morals.

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I walked away. 

I hate living here.  Day in and day out I have conversations with myself about being the better person and ignoring them.  Kind of hard when they constantly taunt me.  Sorry moms, I know we had a deal to take care of your house but it ain’t worth it.  I’m either going to end up in jail or in a body bag.  These people are not worth it.

We out….

Jenn.

Hello Monday...

Hello!  I normally like to post in the AM so this post is super late.  But at least it’s still Monday, right?  I’m linking up with Lisa Leonard and saying hello to…

` My blog.  My poor, neglected blog.  I haven’t forgotten about you, I’ve just been busy with a baby, a toddler, and a preschooler.  Don’t feel bad, my house and the Mister have been neglected too.  I’ve been trying but the days keep flying by.

` Cleaning my house.  Oh my word, it’s been months that I’ve been taunted by my house.  Day in and day out I can faintly hear clean and organize me please. 

` Laundry.  I have no problem washing; it’s just the folding and putting away that makes me cringe.

` Being so confused with GFC.  I thought it was going away as of July 1^st and I also thought that the blogs I follow wouldn’t be on available through my Blogger feed?  I tested GFC and I can still follow blogs through it.  And blogs are still showing up on my dashboard.  Oy.  I’m so confused.  Maybe I’m not understanding correctly.  Anyone want to school me on this? 

` More outside time with the Radicals regardless of the crazy people next door.

` More overnight fishing trips and being okay with it.

` A lady bug themed baby shower.  My SIL asked me to do her baby shower and by the time I’m done, I’ll have lady bugs coming out of my eyeballs.  Wait, I didn’t tell you that I’m going to be an auntie again.  Oh my, that’s how long I’ve been away from Blogland.  My youngest brother and his other half are having a baby.  Not only is it a baby, it’s a baby girl.  I’m so ecstatic!  Thank goodness because we have too much dingalings running around.  Ha!

`Working AC in the car.  WA-to-the-HOO!!!  Oh man, it was miserable.

`A positive and productive week!

How is it that July is almost over?  Didn’t we just welcome July?

What are you saying hello to this week?

Jenn.

Thursday Randoms

Morning!  My apologies for leaving you hanging again but we got a visit from the germ squad.  They came unannounced and BAM! Kicked me in the bottom.  Last week I was finally feeling better and BAM!  I tweeked my back.  How?  I guess I’m getting old and crawling on the ground to motivate Radical #3 to follow was not in my cards.  Other than that I’ve been nurturing my neglected house and playing catch up.  And since my brain is scattered, how’s about a round of randoms?

` Blinky (that’s his name, right?) from Lilo & Stitch makes me happy.  I bust-a-gut laughing whenever the movie is on which is every other day.  I don’t even have to be watching it; just hearing his voice makes me laugh.

` KitKat minis.  I’ve been waiting for you!  I’ll admit that I ate the whole entire bag in 2 days.

` Call me cheap but I refuse to pay almost $8 for a box of cereal.  If I’m paying that price, it better be made of gold or give the Radicals the “listen all the time” power.

` A house is going up across the street.  Is it horrible of me to hope that the crazy people next door will bother them instead of us?  Or maybe the craziness will stop completely.  An update post is coming on them.  Pinky promise.

` I’m having a hell of a time getting all the necessary documents together so the Radicals can go to school.  I’m about to throw in the towel.

` I have this cousin who knows just about everything and I’m always trying to find something that he doesn’t know.  Well, that day finally came…he didn’t know “cul-de-sac” had hyphens.  Ha!  He’ll never live it down.  Don’t worry, you’re pretty-I love you.

` I have a lot of projects on my to do want to do list.  I’m just blurting it out.  I’m thinking that by blurting it out, I’m one step closer to actually doing them.

Any randoms y’all want to share with me?  

Jenn.

Taula'i: 1-5 months

Don’t worry!  I’m only posting a couple of highlights for each month so I’m not blogging your eyes off for days hours.  I’m posting this today because my little Radical will be 6 months in 3 days; EEK!

I month:

` Took your 1^st road trip to visit Ama and Papa.

` Went to the beach.

2 months:

` Started sleeping through the night.  Hallelujah!

` Switched to formula; this made you more happy and content.  I was sad and beat myself up over it but that’s for another post.

3 months:

` Experienced your first Merrie Monarch week.  You loved all the attention.

` Had your first taste of poi.  Your daddy just couldn’t wait…

4 months:

` Went on your 1^st plane ride to visit Nana and the rest of the family on O’ahu. 

` Started rolling over.  You gave me a mini heart attack when I woke up one morning to find you on your tummy.  Thanks for the adrenaline rush at 5am.  I was definitely wide awake after that.

5 months:

` You’re worming your way to your toys or to whatever catches your eye.

` Your 1^st tooth is making an appearance.

` You love to sleep with your face down.  You get mad every time I turn your head and as soon as I walk away, you resume the face down position. I’m not sure why you do this but it makes me paranoid.

You love your brothers and the attention they give you.  They come to your rescue with every little peep you make.  They love to make you laugh and they love to cuddle with you.  You can’t wait to get in on the action but for now you’re stuck on my lap watching them, squealing in delight at everything they do.

Happy Saturday, friends!

Jenn.