Reality TV! Wait.. what am I watching?

          There is nothing I love more than spending time with my family. We do a lot of different things depending on the day. Playing outside, playing board games (we busted out big people Monopoly.. Oooo... ) :) and chilling out with some movies or whatever was on TV for our in between times. Ok, I'm sure I'm not the ONLY one out there that remembers when the majority of TV was made up of scheduled shows with ACTORS who followed STORY LINES and had repeating CHARACTERS that we both loved and hated. I mean honestly, I remember when T.G.I.F. was a two hour block on Friday nights that had four shows playing every week. Even if one of them was blah, you had three others to back it up! And when a show ran it's course, it was replaced by a new scripted show with new characters and new plot lines. Now... When I pull up the guide on my TV, over 75% of stuff on is REALITY. And that's stretching the word honestly.. I admit that there are or were a few good possibilities for things people wouldn't see on a regularly scripted show. Things like Fear Factor.. Watching people do horrible gross things for the CHANCE to win some cash.. Sure. Then there's Face Off.. People competing for a top spot as the next great movie make up artist. (They make some pretty sweet horror characters!) Even Dirty Jobs.. One man going all over to uncover the real life crazy jobs most of us never even think exist.. Not bad.. Cops... You know you've seen at least one and got your fill of some crazy.. Stuff like THAT is one thing, then there's crap like Keeping up the Kardashians... WHO CARES!!! Your 12 minute marriage didn't work out? Awe.. What?!? You're pregnant again by a psychopath/soul mate you've known for who knows how long! Yay! I mean seriously... Then you have The Real World.. Jersey Shore.. Big Brother.. Survivor.. Yeah... Not too much explaining needed there I guess. There are SO MANY things you can turn on and see people doing these days.. You can watch as blurred out drug lords make crack in an old kitchen.. See a nearly toothless man test out his fresh batch of moonshine.. Choose from a few different people who either run pawn shops, try to survive in the wild, fix horrific tattoos, catch crazy animals or run a towing company... Yup. That's only a tiny fraction! Some times I can't help but wonder how easy it would be to pitch a crazy idea for a show and then actually see it on the screen.. Something like.. The Scariest Clown! In this show real life clown performers compete by terrorizing a neighborhood full of children to see who is named the Scariest Clown! Maybe that would be too much.. How about.. The Hunger Trees! This would consist of ten or so contestants who chain themselves to a tree. The one who can go the longest without eating (or dying) WINS! Ok, ok.. A little extreme as well.. Maybe it would go better if I went this way.. I marry a 78 man "for love" and he just happens to have lots of money. A camera follows me around ALL day watching all of my horrible moments that I would otherwise go through alone. "I told the guy I wanted PINK tips.. not WHITE! Ohhhh!!!" and "Well honey, the doctor said ANY physical activity between us could give you a stroke..." That could be TWO WHOLE EPISODES right there! I mean obviously there would be some filler parts like me breaking a heel on my way to pick up my freshly detailed Mercedes or me freaking out because I see a hint of a zit in my mirror. Stuff like that. That's the stuff people would EAT RIGHT UP! Yikes.. lol! (Yes I actually did just type that in here because honestly, the thought that 70% of America would tune in for that garbage is insanely funny..) I do binge on some reality shows, there's no doubt about that. But the whiney rich people with all of their "problems"... They can take their cash from nowhere and shove it honestly. :) Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a camera man follow you through YOUR daily life? Yeah.. Mine would consist of lots of eye rolling, a few "whatever" phrases, a TON of sarcasm and the crazy downfall moments you have read in my previous posts! Ahhh... Good TV... ^_^ I think instead I will leave it to the... professionals..? (We all know that's not the right word but I'm trying to keep the "mean" I dish out to a minimum or at least smaller than normal amount!) Some times I worry about my kids and what they think when they even READ the titles of some of the shows on now.. Stuff like 16 and Pregnant, Jackass, and I'm sure there are more.. :-/ It's a whirlwind of survival, idea strength and stupidity I suppose.. There are a few I watch.. Here they are..
Face Off (I already told you!)
Naked and Afraid (Aside from seeing saggy butts, it gets interesting to see how long people can endure bug bites and miserable weather!)
Impractical Jokers (Come on.. You know they're funny!)
Duck Dynasty (I know it's "guided reality" but I like to pretend that they are "normal" in the show and love most of their personalities.. MOST..)
To name a couple anyway.. Well I guess that wraps that up for today.. I have a five year old tugging on my arm saying she's ready to take my money in Monopoly.. Real nice! At least she's only after that at the moment! :) I hope you find what you're looking for in your shows!!! And just to put it out there.. If it seems like you would lose some IQ points from tuning into a crazy show too long.. You might be right! Have a great rest of the day everyone!!! -Super Mom

A day at the doctor during pregnancy...

           You have to love seeing the doctor. You get your appointment set weeks in advance then you mark it on your calendar and don't think about it until the day before. It's usually earlier in the morning because when you MADE the appointment, you were thinking of all the things you could be having to do in the afternoon that day. Of course when your alarm goes off earlier than you'd like, you lay there wondering WHY you made it so early instead of the afternoon.. It's a no win self battle. There is no GREAT time to go. Period. The extra joy added to MY doctor visit today was taking my entourage with me. Nothing like hanging out in a waiting room for twenty minutes with super patient children... Now if your appointment is at 9am and you GET THERE at 9am.. You're not on time, you're LATE. You're only on time if you arrive there fifteen to twenty minutes early. So if I live five minutes away and my appointment is at 9am and I have to plan to leave around 8:35-8:40 right? WRONG. Normally, yes. But not with kids. With kids it's more like PLAN to leave at 8:20 and actually leave around 8:30. That gives you time to deal with pesky traffic and the lack of close parking spots with two kids saying, we have to walk all the way up THERE? (I was feeling the EXACT same way because the day before I had made my kids a giant board game that took up our entire driveway with sidewalk chalk.. After all of the take a step, bend down, squat down, stand ups I was doing.. Today my legs were KILLING ME! I seriously felt like I was walking like a wounded duck or something all the way up the parking lot! And yes.. it was far enough!!!) I was on time but it was close. So we go in a giant revolving door and the girls LOVE it.. So far so good.. Go to the office, sign in, then sit down in the three of seven available seats scattered around people in the waiting room. I don't even bother busting my phone out because I can already hear what would happen... "I want to play a game" "I want to watch a video" "I just want to HOLD it.." and so on. So it stayed zipped up in my purse and we waited. Five minutes... Ten... About seventeen minutes later my name is called. YAY! I get up and we go. First I'm asked to step on a scale... I close my eyes and tell the nurse to just write down the number on her chart. (She does) I step down and am escorted to a bathroom where I'm asked to do the whole cup thing. What sucked was that I had to go to the bathroom SO BAD before we left home so I went.. The girls and I stood in the bathroom for a few minutes with my oldest saying "Mom, just GO!" "I CAN'T go!" I try to tell her. I stand there and REALLY concentrate on going to the bathroom.. Nothing. I close my eyes and think of water, lots and lots of water... Nothing! Finally my youngest says SHE has to go. I opened the little window to grab a cup and it was opened by a nurse on the other side! Luckily it was high enough to where we only saw each others faces.... After that I just tried and was able to get out MAYBE twenty drops... Horrible. Note to self.. Never pee BEFORE the doctor no matter how bad I have to go! I put the cup in the window, washed my hands and met the nurse back out in the hallway. We followed her to a small little cubby like room down the hall where I was asked about my medical history and had my blood pressure checked. "Do you have any history of psychosis?" Hmm... I looked at daughter number one smiling at me in the corner.. then over to daughter number two in the chair smiling at me.. "I guess not.." She smiled. "Okay, wait right here while I get the room ready and I'll come back for you". So again, we're waiting. A few minutes later she comes back and we follow her to another room where she tells me to remove my top for an exam. "Just place this over your chest and the doctor will be in soon." She leaves and I place my kids in a corner chair. I tell them to look away so I can take my shirt off and of course I get eyes trying to peek at me through fingers as they giggle. I grab the "sheet" which was more like a pillow case and put it over my chest. Doc comes in, does the exam, we hear the baby's heart beat, the doctor leaves so I can get dressed and I then have to explain a little what she was doing. I don't know if that's ever NOT awkward but their reaction was simple.. "That's weird." Ok! Sit with the doctor in her office while she tells me everything's fine and gives me a paper that I need to give people at the lab SOMEWHERE else in the hospital to get my blood work done. GREAT! So we go outside, get in the car and drive around to the opposite side of the giant building. Park, walk and come to another revolving door. My youngest goes in first by herself and so we go in the next little space. The thing is automatic as long as you're moving forward. If you turn around and face the panel behind you, it stops. So here she is turning around to look at us...STOP. I tell her to turn around and walk, she does, then stops making the door stop AGAIN. I tell her again and she pops out the other side, then us. We go to stand in a line to turn in my little paper. I finally get up to the desk and I'm asked to sit in one of the seats across from her. Okay waiting room again.. After about ten minutes I'm directed to a little window. Answer some questions and sign a few things then she asks me for my wrist. She gets ready to give me my bright neon orange wrist band and all I could say was "Alright! Accessories!" She started giggling to herself as she told me to go across the hall where I would find another.. wait for it.. WAITING ROOM! So we go and sit again. There is one tiny TV mounted on the wall with some trying to be funny talk show playing, a guy riding on a machine that I'm assuming was the equivalent to an industrial sized vacuum and about 25 random people and couples all their for their own reasons. That part is fine but what I can't STAND in waiting room (Aside from being forced to wait..) is how many people just STARE at you. I get there's not a whole lot to look at there but SERIOUSLY? Are you here to get a creep booster shot or what? LOOK SOMEWHERE ELSE. I mean even I scan the room to see what kind of people I'm around (mostly to make sure I don't sit down next to someone constantly sneezing or wiping their nose on their sleeve..) But once I sit, I don't just LOCK ON to someone until I'm ready to go. It's very creepy, totally unnecessary and did I say creepy? YES! I mean to kill time while NOT on my phone, I might check out some peoples clothes with a passing sweeping glance or their shoes. I look at the multi colored carpet and mismatched furniture if there is any.. Stuff like that. My kids at this point were still enough but starting to get restless so I had to peak their interest a bit.. "Why are we in this part of the hospital?" "Well.. They have to take my blood." "All of it?!?" "No.. Not ALL of it.. Maybe one or two tubes of it. See, they will take a needle, stick it right here and my blood will go into a tube." My youngest... "Will it squirt all over the place? Because that's gross and you would need like a hundred band aids!" (Ahh the seriousness in the face of a five year old...priceless..) "No, it's not going to squirt anywhere. It's not going to take long and we'll be able to go right after that ok? Can you hold on just a little bit longer?" "Do we get to see the blood?" I say.."Yes, you'll be right there with me." She replies.."Yes, we can hold on." Hmm... That might sound a little crazed unless you knew ME then you would just be reassured she is mine.. :) After two of the creeps get called in to their rooms I finally get called to mine. First thing she says.. " I'm going to need a urine sample." Again???? I had to literally SUMMON it last time not even an HOUR AGO! I tell her I might have to wait so she agreed to do the blood part first. I sit in the chair as my kids stand anxiously close to the opposite side of the nurse watching her every move... She puts the band on my arm and wipes the sweet spot with her antiseptic wipe.. Then out comes the needle. My youngest gasps and her eyes get wide.. In it goes... "Mom does that hurt? Are you bleeding?" The first tube goes in and fills rather quickly. My oldest.. "GROSS!!! That's a lot of blood!!!" (Just the right person to have in that situation right?) Tube two.. three.. four.. and finally tube five gets filled and she takes the needle out. Morbidly curious to see the possibly gaping hole in my arm, they both lean in and realize it's nothing but a tiny little spot. "I can't believe you did that! Please don't make me do that..." I just laugh a little. "No.. not today anyway" And I smile at them as they watch my bandage being put on. The nurse hands me a cup and I actually had no problem going that time. THANKFULLY! Finally it was time to be done! We escaped through the giant door for the last time and made it to the car... Next appointment set up for next month and hopefully it will not be as "eventful" as this one was... (At least the kids will be in school by then!) It's been a long one and I'm glad to be OUT!!!  ^_^ -Super Mom

My weekend....

Yes, the weekend and my pregnancy "got the best of me" this past weekend. I apologize for not having  a post for you to read!!! Make no mistake, I will fill you in with my own twisted way, just don't be TOO disappointed with my lame weekend. :) The following is a wrap up of my two days "off". A little different compared to everything I've done so far... But anyway.. Read it, sing it.. Whatever you feel like doing! Thanks for coming back! -Super Mom


I woke up on Saturday, it felt like a fatter day.
Yoga pants on my butt, I couldn't keep the damn fridge shut!
Hair up in a pony tail, Definitely a fashion fail.
I refused to leave the house all day. nowhere to go to anyway.
I took the movies off our cable and hit my shin on the coffee table
Stepped on a Lego and screamed a little then soaked a sock with puppy piddle
"Mom I love you a whole big bunch... Can I have some chips for lunch?"
We watched some crazy child shows, I saw a finger up a nose..
Games of Uno- one on one. Losing sucks but winning's fun!
Stretched the legs to work a cramp. Kids made the bathroom floor rug damp.
A pickle, crackers, chocolate bar.. The chocolate was the best by far.
Vitamins taken with lots of water, a kid stole a Pepsi (But I caught her!)
A shower taken late at night, ready to hold my pillow tight.
I removed the towel off my head and saw a spider on my bed.
Found a shoe and went to town, sighed with relief when it fell down.
Scammed the room one last time, then into the comfy bed I climbed.
Fell asleep rather quick, I felt so HOT then began to kick.
Back to sleeping, no big thing.. Around 2am his cell phone rings!
He's on call and apparently, people call THEN to fix an AC!
Begging for noises and talking to quit, I roll to my side with the hint of a fit.
Finally sleeping until once again, I was ready to throw the phone away then
Woke up on Sunday a little past nine. I was hungry anyway, so timing was fine.
Apparently it had rained all of that night, My basement was wet, oh what a sight..
"Want to get breakfast? It's up to you.." "Do I want something made for me? Hell yes I do!"
We got coffee and food from two different places, drove home then began stuffing our faces.
Nothing to watch, nothing but crap. Stomach was full, I was wanting a nap.
Baby moving in my belly.. For lunch I was craving me some jelly.
"Can we play Uno, the last time I swear!" Says the daughter wearing a T-Shirt and pink underwear
Pixar beat Disney in a movie we watched. Then a mini marathon of a show they call Botched.
It rained then it stopped, everything soaked. When I'd close my eyes, I'd always get poked.
A puzzle, some games, good family stuff. One lazy weekend just isn't enough.
A few crazy moments through two lazy days. Sorry I don't have that much left to say!
Take a weekend where you just don't get dressed. My God, you'll feel VERY less stressed.
Monday's not fun day, but that's where we land. Back to the norm of things we can't stand.
Back to dishes and folding clothes. What comes next? Nobody knows.
I hope that too your weekend was fun... If not, there's always another one!