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Ninja Sleep – Introduction

10 Feb

When my husband and I were dating before we got married I used to get really jealous of his super-human ability to fall asleep once his head hit his pillow. I still don’t know how he does it, but I just deal with it differently now. He used to tell me crazy things to help myself fall asleep faster too, like “just close your eyes and think about something soothing – ya know, like crashing waves or something like that”. I used to roll my eyes and ignore his ridiculous regimen and try again to think about anything other than the racing thoughts that were going through my head. There was no way I could just stop the madness and think about one thing to soothe myself to sleep.

One night I lied short of screaming obscenities into my pillow and decided to take his advice and I tried to focus on the “waves crashing” idea. I took some deep breaths and tried to clear my head and picture the ocean, the waves and their sounds. That’s when my mind started to wonder like it typically does… Was it Summer or Winter waves that were crashing? Would it be day or nighttime waves? Was the tide high or low? Would there be a break in-between sets? Were the waves crashing on rocks or sand? Because, EVERYONE knows that they make different sounds when crashing on sand vs. rocks…

Soon the “waves crashing” would turn into memories of growing up in Southern California and going to Oceanside Harbor beach and getting sucked under the waves and being covered in seaweed and trying not to get attacked by jellyfish. Then I would start to think about Jellyfish… and how you’re supposed to pee on any and all Jellyfish stings because, well it’s just funny. I’d then giggle a little while I reminisced of a certain Jellyfish sting incident I had a few years back. Then, with all those thoughts of peeing and the ocean, I would with no doubt have to get up for a bathroom break. I’d sit there on the toilet while one or two drops of pee would come out and I’d crawl back into bed. I’d lay down to the sound of my husbands loud snoring and I’d get even more livid. I’d let out a “mother F’er” under my breath and I’d proceed to accidentally cough, sneeze or “flop” down on the bed quickly to startle his sleep. I’d do this just because I was mad that he had fallen asleep so quickly and I was too busy to sleep because I was thinking about the hilarious cure for a Jellyfish sting! I needed to interrupt him. It’s only fair. He’d mumble something while he turned over like “uhhh get those shelves over there and hold them here while I measure the distance to that counter with the uhh, with the uhhhh… Can you do that? You’re not doing it….fine, I’ll do it myself. Please move your blocking my waaaa….” then he’d stop, mid sleep sentence and not 3 seconds later he’d start laughing. What was funny? What did I miss? Then a few seconds after that, he’d be snoring again. True story. This happens at least 5-7 days a week.

I love my husband, he has SO many awesome talents, but, like most husbands, has some not… so…. awesome… talents.

BUT…

For whatever reason, God has given my husband the gift ability to have full on action packed dreams. Not only are his dreams very verbal, but they are a full on production. He is in full movement and you’d better be ready to improv or else he gets mad at you for not wanting to help him hold up the paper Chinese lantern you have hanging over your bed at 2am. It’s sooo heavy and its going to fall and crush us all! Ahhhhh!

I have learned the hard way that it is near impossible to have a full nights sleep with my husband {having kids is the easy part}. His “sleep-walking”  dreams {to call it that, is an injustice I assure you} are so intense sometimes that they become hazardous. To this day I have wanted to set up a camera just to record his dreams. He refuses to let me because he is scared of actually seeing himself in Dream Ninja Action Mode {“D-NAM “or “DNA-mode”? I can’t decide}. I don’t blame him, but what about the rest of us! Why can’t we have a little fun at his expense… I vote ‘yes’!

Okay, so since I can’t show you an awesome sleep ninja video, I’ll just have to share some stories…. But that might have to be a different time for a different post because I am tired! BUT FIRST I have to try to fall asleep…

{lays down, closes eyes. Images of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches dancing around appear in my head. This is obviously my subconscious storing the information about what my son will be eating for school lunch tomorrow. Peanut butter and jelly.

Jelly.

Jellyfish.

Back to the Jellyfish. Another chuckle… hehehe…pee}

Oh damn.

“Found out today that you are supposed to pee on a Jellyfish sting,
NOT

a jelly stain.
Sorry strange lady at the waffle house.
I was merely trying to help.”

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My life: the coloring’s of a 2 year old

4 Feb

Good music.

A beer.

A new adventure.

A dream.

Self motivation.

A new chapter.

A new chapter…

There’s a point in every story where the climax is almost reached and the story tends to lean in one conclusive direction, leaving the witnesses with a false sense of knowing what will come next or what the outcome may be. I am always one who predicts what will happen. I tend to usually be right, of course, when I am not. Okay, who am I kidding… I am usually never right.

If I had to draw my life out on a map, it would basically look like a two-year old went a little crazy with a marker. It’s all over the place and the “paint by numbers” section is nowhere close to what it was supposed to be. There’s black for white, and red for green. It’s not at all what I was told.

My life has been full of chapters that I have graciously ended and improved on. It has been full of climaxes and full of rock-bottoms. I have learned and I have failed, miserably, at times. Yet, here I stand. A smile on my face and new chapter in my life…

I have to say though, my last chapter is coming to a close and it has been the hardest one to close.

I fear as though this will be the start of chapters being hard to close.

My job as a mom to young, I want you to hold me young minions, is almost at its climax and I am having to put those years behind me. It’s the place: “I’m 31 and I am done having children”, it’s a bitter-sweet place…

It’s a bitter, bitter… sweet place…

Like for example: Now that my youngest is potty trained, I will no longer have to change any more diapers. Ever. EVER! Then it’s the realization that “I will never change my babies diaper again”.

It’s the sad SAD realization that my babies will no longer be that small again… bitter sweet.

* yeah, yeah, I hear you mom and dad saying: “This girl is RETARDED!” (you say it like Carlos Mencia does) “I would be stoked to never change a diaper ever, ever, ever, again!”

Yes, I hear you, but I aint talking to you! I’m talking to the future you. The future you when you come to my same cross roads…

BUT WAIT!!!!
Exciting things come after you close a chapter, willing or not.
New things can begin, new dreams come alive!

I am looking forward to this new chapter. Even though I am not ready for the craziness that comes with two little lady killers, I am up for the challenge. There is bound to be a couple “Mom doesn’t like that girl…” moments and you best bet that I’ll have my shot-gun ready. I’ll have my shot-gun in one hand and a spatula in the other… pretty much.

So, HERE’S TO CLOSING CHAPTERS WE MAY NOT BE READY TO CLOSE TO ALLOW US TO HAVE NEW DREAMS COME ALIVE.

I have dreams other than just being a super awesome mom, we should all have them. Yes, I may have cleaned up toys, washed soccer and MMA uniforms, answered a billion “why” questions, kissed another booboo, pretended to go to the moon, pretended to be a monkey who went to the moon, colored I don’t know how many Lightening McQueen cars, read the same story with ‘Scout The Dog’ and a number of other things I do automatically like some mom zombie… But that doesn’t mean I can’t have other dreams. I can be the best mom, and totally rock at other things too.

I’ve learned that just because one chapter closes, doesn’t mean it’s the end of me. I’ve taken the opportunity from my kids getting older and applied it to something for me. So, for the last year I have been working on building my business Ohana Sweet Treats. {thus the lack of me being here}

My dream is finally {slowly} becoming a reality. I couldn’t have closed the “baby” chapter unless I had started my new one.

A blank canvas now becomes a dream. MY dream now becomes my vision. A vision becomes reality.

I am focusing on maintaining my passion and my goal to be a better mom, daily. I am proud to say that you can follow my business on FACEBOOK or INSTAGRAM and you can find my “behind the scene” blog here! I am back bitches!!!!!


Take you for a ride on my big green tractor…. cake

6 Apr

Do you think I am crazy yet? Well you haven’t seen anything yet!

Yes, I made another tractor cake for my son.

Here is the cake I made him for his Birthday Party we had this past Saturday.
3d cake

 

What fun it was to make!

I will have my tutorial up soon for those of you wanting to know how you can create this fantastic cake for tractor lovers everywhere!

For now, I am spent and utterly exhausted and will be found probably sitting on my couch watching TV while consuming some alcohol…

 

Happy! Happy! Happy!

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