Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything

Three day weekend! Let's rage and stay up all night, or let's pull a Sydney and watch YouTube videos for three hours and go to bed early.

3 Things I've discovered during my wild weekend:

1) YouTube is the best. I started watching one video and next thing I know its three hours later and I haven't moved from the same spot once. I have found a few different hilarious channels that when you feel like not being productive (me everyday) you should check out. The first is Todrick Hall (todrickhall). He is fierce and  comes up with some amazing stuff. He basically does ghetto versions of the Disney Princesses. His "Once Upon a Crime" episodes basically killed me. Another good channel is the Epic Rap Battles (ERB). They take characters from history and have them rap battle in extremely inappropriate ways. For example, Mary Poppins versus Mrs. Clause and Napoleon Bonaparte versus Napoleon Dynamite. You could spend an entire day trying to watch all of these because there are so many, and you wouldn't ever get tired of it. Chalk that claim up as personal experience. What can I say, my Saturday night got pretty wild.

2) I'm the grandma of my friend's group and I can't do anything about it. I texted a friend to ask if we were all trying to get together or not Sunday night and his reply was that he wanted to but he had a wedding reception to go to first. He would try to not make it too late because grandma (me) can't stay up very late. And the sad thing, he is right. I was sleeping by 10pm that night. Another thing that helps to show how grandma-ish I am, I was shopping with my Mom at Kohl's and passed the section for older women. I saw all the dresses and thought to myself, "I can't wait until it's socially acceptable for me to wear those." I need help.

3) I love my job despite the stress it brings to me. This past week in the infant room at the daycare was a nightmare. We didn't split our room up into 0-6 months in one room and 6-12 months in a new room yet so we had all the kids still together. That meant our numbers were roughly 18 babies to 5 adults every day for the week. By Friday I was so mentally exhausted that I threatened to push a baby over if he crawled any closer to me with his snotty nose. I mean after I've been pooped on by said kid, spit on with his weird food his parents provide, I just couldn't handle getting snot wiped all over me. I almost cried that day. But here I am, only three days later and I'm still excited about going back to work tomorrow. It's not even going to be a fun week. Only a 4 day work week and I'm getting in 39 hours. It'll be intense but the babies are cute, my coworkers are amazing, and the work environment is just what I want. I couldn't imagine working my summer anywhere else. Added bonus: it allows me to live in my apartment at school for the whole summer and not have to move back in with my parents!

To sum up my weekend, I really wouldn't change a thing that I did. I had a great time fishing with Vanessa, setting up a tent to go camping with the help of B, and doing yard work with my parents. In my endless downtime I hung out with Finnigan (my dog). This is my life and dammit I love it.

(Hey Mama) I Wanna Scream So Loud For You

           As Kanye said, "hey mama, I wanna scream so loud for you, cause I'm so proud of you."

Since I'm living on a budget (aka, I'm broke and in college) I'm not buying my mom anything for Mother's Day, instead I'm going to blog about her which she will never see. So Happy Mother's Day, Mom. You da real MVP. One of my favorite things about my Ma (why do I call her Ma? Wish I knew. Must be a hillbillly thing) is that she accepts how weird I am and has become equally as weird. I could come up with any pet name ever and she would come up with one just as off-the-wall. Case in point, here are some actual texts between the two of us.

Me: Guess what baby
Mom: What pickle?

Me: Thanks baby duck
Mom: Anytime bullfrog

Me: I might have to start requiring you guys to call me by my street name (which I'm still coming up with)
Mom: Kidney bean

Me: (uplifting text to make her feel better about her shitty family)
Mom: Thanks peanut butter

Sometimes I want to play a game with her and see how weird of names I can call her before she starts to question my sanity. I think it would take a lot, she's had many years to get used to the fact I'm not a normal daughter.

Besides being my Turtle Toes (something I could call her and she'd be okay with), my mom also is always looking out for me on the dating front...

About my being always sick thanks to the babes at the daycare, "Marry any kind of doctor with lots of doctor friends" or "You better marry a dermatologist"

A picture of the group at Kasey's birthday, with her dad in the picture. "Is that a boy?"

Sent her a picture of the group at the toga party... "Nice. Those boys look like trouble lol have fun but remember never take a drink from anyone and don't go to the bathroom alone"

Shout out to you Ma, always got a girl's back

So, basically my mom is the best thing that ever happened to me. I know she thinks she was lucky to end up with my dad, but he is the lucky one. She is beautiful, honest, great at advice giving, and she can put up with a crazy family. I would honestly consider her my best friend, but she hates the term best friend because I have like 10 of them and to her that's not "best." So she's a "special" friend to me and I'm forever thankful for her.