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Yesterday I spent close to an hour steam cleaning oatmeal and other dried on food out of all the nooks and crannies of the kitchen table. It's amazing how much crud my boys can get in there. The oatmeal though was clearly the worst.

So what do I walk down to this morning? Bits of oatmeal drying on the kitchen table.

I'm probably more irritated than is warranted, but come on! How disrespectful is that? Would it have killed Rich to clean the table or have Noah clean the table?

Granted I pretty much suck at keeping a clean house, but where is the motivation to try when I do clean and no one cares?


And to top off my irritation today my mother in law keeps calling. Rich called her to say we were coming over to see her today and she said that her other son was coming to take her to their house. Apparently she thought we would be there too. So now she is upset that we aren't, and keeps calling and crying about it. She keeps telling me that family should be together on holidays and this is very upsetting for her that her family is separated. I have no idea why she has it in her head that we should be there. We weren't invited and honestly, I'm glad we weren't. Hell, I don't even know that there is anything to invite us over for.

And then she asked me if I had words with my sister in law. At first I thought she was asking if Linda had invited us over, and I said no, Linda never said anything about us coming over. No, she said, that's not what I mean. Did you have words with Linda. Hell, I hardly ever even talk with Linda. No Bea, I didn't have words with Linda.

I try to be patient with her and her Alzheimer's, but when she gets things like this stuck in her head and calls over and over again crying it just sucks for every one involved.

I'm also irritated because Rich and his brother don't communicate, and this could have been a non-issue if they had talked or emailed earlier this week so we knew who was seeing her when. If we knew they were seeing her today we would have made sure we spent time with her yesterday since Rich is working tomorrow.

And the last straw? We are out of Diet Coke. The end.


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Voting, Kindermusik and a mini rant

Back from voting! The boys handled waiting in line well. I think I had the fear of all things evil in Noah because he stood and held my hand for most of the wait.

I always get a little feeling of anxiety when I'm voting. I think mostly because I'm afraid I'm going to mess up. And today, when it's so very important I really didn't want to fuck up! So I double, triple checked everything before pushing the green button.

Embarassing story - when I was in college I went to vote for the Bush/Clinton election. It was the first time I had voted in a booth with levers. I didn't realize you had to pull the big lever at the end to open the curtain and register your vote. I set all the little levers, then stood there thinking, well shit, if I leave them set the next person will know who I voted for, guess I have to set them all back. So yeah, talk about an intelligent idiot! My vote didn't register at all.

I'm pretty confident I did it correctly this time though!

Before going to vote we went to Kindermusik. I took the portable DVD player for Noah to watch a movie. We didn't even make it through the welcome song before we left. He flat out refused to sit and watch the movie, or just sit and watch the class. So, once again because of Noah we had to leave something early.

I wish I didn't get so embarassed by these things. Noah looks so "normal" that when he acts like this it really just looks like he's being a brat and I don't know how to handle him. Hell, I'm not so sure anymore that isn't really the case. I really just wanted to smack him. What a great mother I am.

I was pretty angry when we had to leave. And he could tell. I think that's probably why he did so well waiting to vote.

There were other older brothers and sisters there waiting on the side and they did just fine. Will we ever reach a time when we can do normal family activities together and I don't dread having to spend the day alone with Noah?