Yesterday was my birthday and I am now the big 37.  Good God that sounds old.  Funny tho cause I do not feel old and I yank any grey hair from my head so I do not look old.  Yesterday was nothing thrilling.  We were supposed to go to a birthday party for one of Sam's friends, but Kit woke up with a fever.  I suspect it is related to him cutting two year old molors (diaper rash, not wanting to eat, not letting me look in his mouth) but I couldn't be sure so we stayed home.  Lets see... I got to load the dishwasher, empty it, re load it... there were a few loads of laundry, the vacuum got run, the kitchen got messed up and cleaned up several times, the kids and I made my bday cake, I got to make all the meals, the kids got a bath, Ben was at work all day and when he got home, I got to make our dinner too.  Then we watched tv where Ben fell asleep and I got to make the wipes and get the baby set to go to sleep.  I was kind of irrated.  I knew he was tired cause he worked a long day and he had been really sweet a few days ago with my bday surprise... but I sort of felt like you could at least make me a cup of tea or something.  Oh well...  This morning he did take Sam and Kit out to play for a bit so I could have some time for myself and I know nothing yesteday was meant out of malice. 

Other thoughts:  Glad to be on my new blog.  The whole nonsense on my oold blog is a bit disturbing.  First of all, in my opinion, the one who will not be named is really mental.  It is bad enough my pain med went missing... but what is even more disturbing is that this person was having their friends stalk my blog and report back to them.  My blog tracker showed that one of them only lives 30 mins from me and that is flat out creepy.  Who is to say these people are not as mental as the one who will not be named?  I mean, we all bitch and what not on our blogs, but I do not think any of us would stalk some unknown person who pissed one of us off.  Can we say WEIRD?   The one who will not be named, has every right to say what they want about me - I really do not care - and if this person and their friends want to bash me on their own time, that is fine too.  But to come to my space and cause trouble is really weird to me.  The Patrick dude calls me a coward?  Maybe class and intelliegence is beyond his phoney lawyer butt to understand... but why would I argue and insight and lunatic who I will still have to see on occasion?  That is foolish.  I do argree that this person's response is one of a guilty conscious.  I also think the real reason this person freaked out was cause they do not know who I told and that scares the crap out of them.  Too bad for this person... it is pretty simple... I had pain med in my cabinet on Sat night, Sunday I had the kid's party and caught this person in my locked medicine cubboard, and then Sunday night my pain med was gone.   Gee, that is a tough one.... 

The kids are playing quietly for the moment and Miss Susanna is quiet, so I am going to take advantage of this moment and go to the bathroom ALL BY MYSELF!  Shhhhh.... don't tell the kids!  LOL!