Bathroom is Occupied

"Can you please take him out of the bathroom?" Hubby yelled. "I'm in here."
"Why? Don't you like sharing the bathroom with Critter." I replied.

Sheesh, all  Critter wanted was to play.....granted Hubby was on the throne.....but still.
Welcome to my world, I told hubby.

Everyday and every time I use the bathroom, when Hubby isn't home, I leave the door open so I can hear what Critter is doing when I can't see him. AND every time, he comes in to the bathroom. He'll stand there, jabbering away, as if there's nothing wrong with having a conversation while someone has their pants around their ankles. Or he'll want to be picked up....um, kinda difficult to pee and hold a kid in your arms. Or he'll open the cabinet under the sink and take out the hairbrush and brush his hair. Or he'll look in the tub, point and talk to his tub toys. Or, he'll try to pick up my pants.

It never fails, I can't pee in peace.

The other day, I was doing my business, and yes Critter came charging in. He opened the under sink cabinet, took out the hairbrush and styled his hair. He then looked at me, well, between my legs and decided that my coif needed styling, and took the hairbrush to my nether region. Okay then! When your year and half old does that, not only do you think he's very perceptive but it's time to take out the weed wacker and trim the lawn.....oh and maybe I should start closing the door while I tinkle.

Sorry NO pics of the toilet, hairbrush or the rug.

But here is a pic of Critter getting his last haircut (his third) on Nov. 11, 2011. He cried the entire time.

New Year Resolutions

My New Year resolutions are:

- to lose this extra baby weight...20 pounds. Jeez, it's been a year and a half since I birthed Critter. I would have been my thin self long ago if I wasn't constantly shoving chocolate and sugary laced things into my mouth. I bought a sequence tank top, striped shorts and I'm ready to Walk it Out, so I know dat I'm a win.



- not to be so bitchy to Hubby. Yes, believe it or not, sweet little ole me can be a total bitch. Surprise! I'm often very short (not just height wise) with Hubby. I seem to have less and less tolerance for him. Well, this year, I'm going to try a different approach. I'm not going to get irked by the stupid things he does; ooooh, and there are plenty (hint, hint, hubby, you can resolve not to do stupid things). I'm going to be nice and sweet when I talk to him. This will be a real test of my tolerance. So far it's been four days of a Bitch free Wife. Do you want to take bets how long this will last?

- To make and save money. I'm not sure I want to go back to work full time. I think about it constantly. I think about leaving Critter and not seeing him for 10 hours a day and it breaks my heart. I'd miss him so much. I also don't want someone else raising my child. But our financial situation, while not dire, could be better. I do look at job listings and have sent out my resume to a few places. But unless the pay is extraordinary, and that is unlikely in Architecture/Design, I'm not going to take a job where 1/2 my salary is going to daycare.
I have to think of something I can do from home, while Critter is sitting on my lap or tearing the apartment apart. Or something I can do in the evenings when Hubby comes home.....besides (not) be bitchy to him.

- to drink more water. I know this should be easy but....I'm still nursing and should drink more water than the average person but yet I'm not. My skin is sooooo dry that it's cracking. My fingers and feet look like a dry cracked desert.

- to change my life. I know this is so vague. I feel like I'm in a rut. More on this later.