And thats what I got for Easter!!!

I was so excited for Easter Sunday, as was my son Jax! From the moment I said we were going to dye Easter Eggs to talking about the Easter Bunny he was on high alert, and ready to tell anyone that listens what he wanted for Easter.

So I told him on Saturday, after work that we could dye Easter Eggs, and you would think I put a million toys in the kids hands. It was hilarious, he immediately ran down the road to his buddy's Anna and Zoie's house and told them what we were up to. He promptly  invited them to come and join us, he forgets to check with his mama, on many occasions.

I only had one dozen eggs so it was time to send out for reinforcements. I had to send T out to get 2 dozen more, which on the Saturday before Easter its a miracle in itself that he found some. I wonder if chickens realize when Easter is coming and they are put on high alert?

So we got to dying. And apparently those little Egg holder maboobs, are not made for humans. We had quiet a few casualties in the egg department. So I decided yeah kids just stick your hands in the dye it will probably wash off, right.....Right? (in case you arent aware thats not right).


While this did work much better than the stick, the clothes they were wearing and there arms and hands were dyed nice bright pink and deep deep purple, with a side of green going up their arms. The kids loved it, although I am not sure it matched their Easter Apparel. OOPSie!

Well once that was done it was time for a movie, NANNY MCPHEE 2! Which Jaxson asked about five million questions thru but I think he really liked it. Then time for Bed because if you dont sleep that Easter Bunny won't visit you right? RIGHT.

Well all I had to do the next morning to get him up was mention the word Bunny and it was like he had been hit with a bolt of lightening. Even his momma couldnt keep up. He ran to the couch to find his daddy sound asleep, and watching the history channel, Jax was so upset, he thought the Bunny forgot him, or his daddy smooshed his presents. It was quiet funny until Jax realized that maybe he should check his toy room.....

Our little monkey made out like a fatt bandit! That Easter Bunny sure did think he was good. He made out with every kind of chocolate candy out there....Snickers, Twix, Baby Ruths, Butterfingers. (Funny thing T eats chocolate, Jax not so much who is really benefiting from this???), and pretty much every other kinda candy was in that basket too (Runts, Sour Patch Kids (his and mommys personal favorites, Sprees, Sweettarts) his teeth are gonna fall out. He also got some educational toys like the tag reader and three new books, which he didnt really care too much about after seeing his brand new NERF glow in the dark shooter and Remote control Car (Bunny liked him). He casted the books to the side and promptly riped open the gun and begged us to help him get into the packaging of the disc/bulllets.

He did pause to mention that the bunny really liked daddy because he brought his favorite chocolate, and apparently mommy was bad because the bunny didnt bring me anything. I couldnt help but laugh when I shoved three....okay six sour patch kids in my mouth.

After a few minutes playing with the new goodies, we started getting ready for church, Thats when I realized what I got for Easter, A big FAT swollen STYE on my eye. I had realized my eye hurt when I went to bed the night before but didnt think much of it. I washed my face and just went to sleep. It felt a little tender when I woke but again didnt think much about it, until I looked in the mirror. MOVE over QUASIMOTO, momma's in town, only my hump was in the front. Booooooooo! I looked terrible, and I couldnt stop wanting to rub it. But we went to church anyhoooo.  See my easter photo below.....

It was a good service, I was a little tired so I couldnt really focus which is terrible but true, and once it was over we went home, and I laid down, and passed out in the best pregnant sleep coma I have had in a very long while, after about three and half hour nap, I woke up and played a bit with Jax. My eye was starting to bug me at this point but I decided we may want something for dinner so I pushed it to the side of my brain. So after a late Easter trip to Bilo we made steaks, and potatos, yum. Then I got on the computer to try and figure out how to COMBAT this icky deformity on my eyelid. WARM Compresses, Baby Soap, GOLD, I tried everything, and then I went to bed....

THAT CRAP didnt work one bit. I LOOKED SERIOUSLY DEFORMED on Monday morning, and the worst part I had to go to Work. UGH. I wore sunglasses all day, and tried to keep from rubbing it. 

Continuing with all of the treatments I found posted, but nothing worked.....IT got angry, actually peed off, and got bigger and then started swelling my eye together. PS that sucked made me look worst than Quasi moto, its almost humerous but not really.. Anywhoo, it wasnt until today Friday 13th that the stinking thing has gone down somewhat, so that I look somewhat recongnizable. So I guess Jax was right, that bunny didnt like me very much, now did he?   

I think I am living with a CHEATER

I know I know I should probably post something happy and lie about what is truely going on in my life because I am sure that is what people want to read about but quiet frankly I am above that, and I need to get this out.

DISCLAIMER: I AM PREGNANT and apparently that means I am an emotional wreck that must cry at every and any little thing that happes, so things that seem out of whack to me probably arent so much to that person without a million hormones running through their body.

Noticing:

I first noticed something odd about three weeks ago. T- my fiance, the man I have lived with for eight years and have an adorable child with started getting calls late at night. He told me that he had two older ladies in his math class at Tech that would call him for help with their homework and tutoring with things they didnt understand. I shrugged and said okay because I have been in College I know that sometimes you don't start homework until the hour it is actually due, and that yes you may in fact have forgotten what you learned four classes ago. I also didnt think much of it at the time because all of their homework is graded and T actually has one of the highest grades in his class. If I was struggling in class I would seek him out too. 

Then last week T tells me that one of these "ladies" had invited us to her housewarming party, but that he had declined for both of us without even telling me about it. But she started texting him about it at 10:30 and 11:00 p.m. on the night of the party. Weird...Yes but still didnt really think anything of it. 

EXCUSE ME
So last night in my usual pregnant exhausted stumper when I came in, T was working on homework. He had painted and the house was kinda stinky with fumes so I went to the bedroom and laid down for a bit. Got up forced myself to eat some dinner, and then went to bed for the evening around 1230pm. T was in the living room watching tv. He usually will fall asleep out there and wake up a couple hours later and come get in bed, so nothing fishy with that. But at 4:00AM, I woke up having to pee (headbutt to the bladder), I heard the tv and the lights were on, so I went in the family room to wake T up and tell him to come to bed. HE wasnt there......

I checked our office, no body there, our dog bailey, who I personally put in his cage was not in the house. T hadnt fallen asleep in our son's room, and he wasnt in any other room of the house. I checked outside, and the lights were off except in the sunroon, but no T there......I waited for a little bit, about ten to fifteen minutes, then went and looked outside again. THE CAR WAS GONE. Now, this is when it hit me! He has left the house at 4AM without a note, a text message, a post-it on the head, nothing, nada, not one thing to indicate where he was or when he might be coming home. So I wait about five more minutes, and call him on his cell phone. His response was.......I just left I will be home in a minute.
It took him approximately ten minutes to pull in the driveway...This is what he tells me.....
Derrek, next door (neighbor), was really drunk and got in his car and said he was going to waffle house to get some food. I havent seen him for a while so I went to check on him.

WHAT? QUE? what the fart?

Is it just me or is that about the lamest excuse ever. If you were truely worried about Derrek the next door neighbor then wouldnt you just offer to drive his truck to Waffle House, instead of letting a drunk guy get behind the wheel? Secondly, who made you his momma? What makes you think you shoudl get in our car and drive around looking for this drunk person? Last, you have been drunk, you know that while you may say while intoxicated that you are going to Waffle House, you may end up at Waffle House/Taco Bell/Burger King in the next town.


So needless to say I got virtually no sleep last night, and I cant get over this nagging feeling that something isnt right!!!!I think I am living with a cheater.  ANY ADVICE would be gratefully appreciated.