Speaking of her birthday, it's this Sunday the 13th, and she'll be 13. Just a little tidbit of info that you don't care about...in 1995, January 13th was a Friday. I spent 3 days after she was born looking for the 666 on her head. Had I known at the time that I was going to have a third child, I wouldn't have wasted my time looking for it on child #2.
What? Ok, so you all know that we got a Wii for Christmas, because you've seen my lovely Christmas pictures, right? Since Christmas, we have been trying to find Guitar Hero. Go to practically any store that sells games, and they have GH for PS2, PS3, Xbox and PC....but not Wii. We had held back $100 that Steve's mom gave us just to buy this, and we asked Shannon if it was cool if this was her birthday present. I know that sounds bad, like her "gift" is really for everyone (cuz it kind of is) but she happily said it was fine. And the fact that she said anything happily means it is well and truly fine.
Steve went to Best Buy Sunday morning (I was at work) because they were supposed to have some in stock. He calls me from outside of Best Buy 30 minutes before it opens, and says there's a line around the building. Wonderful. Luckily, he found out later that most of those people were there just to get a Wii game system. So even though her birthday isn't for a week, he got the game yesterday, and of course we are all addicted. Well, those of us that get to play it. I totally suck at it, but that might be for lack of practice. I have completed one whole song, and it was Rock and Roll All Night, by KISS. And it was on the easiest level. The kids are already good at it, and once Steve got done bitching that the reason he wasn't doing well is because he plays REAL guitar, and this game is nothing like REAL guitar, and decided to just learn to play the damn game, he's pretty good at it too. I could be a contender...if they ever let me play. Ok, I'm actually at work, so I couldn't be playing right now anyway.
So, New Year's resolutions. I never make any, because I never keep them. So what's the point, right? Except that 2007 kind of sucked for me. Nothing bad happened, really...just the normal ups and downs of life...and I turned 40. I spent the first 5 months of the year dreading it, and then the 7 months afterward hating it. Wow, I wasted a whole year.
After thinking about this for a week, I've decided I'm going to make two resolutions, for myself and for my family.
1) Take better care of myself. For me, this means eating better, trying to get some sort of exercise, and making a doctor's appointment not only for the yearly girl stuff that I am now a year late on, but also so I can find out why the hell I'm so mad most of the time. I mean honestly, when a band-aid wrapper on the kitchen floor can set you off, there's something wrong. Never mind that the effing trash can is RIGHT THERE, and holy jeebus I'm SO SICK of picking CRAP up off the floor. My FLOOR is not a GARBAGE CAN, and how can you treat MY house like this? Total disrespect!!! Why can't you guys just clean up after yourselves?? I have a job, you know, I work outside of this house!! I have TWO full-time jobs!! Why do you have to make things so difficult for me??
Geez. See what I mean? I'm crazy.
2) Take care of the family finances. Well, I do take care of them, but I mean actually get serious about paying down some of this debt, so that when the housing market hits the bottom (a year, two?) maybe we'll actually be able to buy our own house, instead of renting someone else's. When I think of all the money we've wasted renting all these years, it makes me sick.
I actually did something the other day. I paid a bill that was outstanding to our pediatrician. I know, it's bad. But it was one of those "I'll take care of it when I have the time" type of things, and I always just forgot about it. It was small, but I actually wrote a check and mailed it, so I feel like I've taken a tiny step in the direction of healthier finances. I have a plan, now I just need to stick with it. Which would be a lot easier if we didn't have three
I think the last time someone asked for a handout, I said something like "Why don't you just go out back and pick some fresh cash off our money tree?"
It's official. I've turned into my mother.