Arpil's Sunday Shenanigans

1-I LOVE our silly bath time together

2-I LOVE that you are my shopping buddy

3-I LOVE that you are my cute little Easter bunny

4-I LOVE that you find so much joy in a balloon

5-I LOVE that you showed your first Oreo Cookie who was boss!

XoXo-Mama Bear

Forms of Torture

There are several forms of torture.

Psychological torture methods (according to Wikipedia)

• Shaming and public humiliation, being stripped or displayed naked, public condemnation
• Shunning
• Sleep deprivation
• Solitary confinement
• Exposure to unpleasant sounds over a long period of time (like a large group of children suddenly screaming at the top of their lungs.)

So these are a few that I felt I have been subjected to on several different levels lately. And you know the funny part.....99.9% of it is self inflicted. How is that healthy in any way?

Having a child and being married seems to be a great thing, and something that can end you all at the same time.

Nothing has improved lately. The Bear is still slowly draining the life out of me. He has been on a type of hunger strike the last few days. I can get him to eat a few bites like one or two. But that is about it. It's really frustrating. He is so hungry and tired. But he won't sleep and won't eat and he is slowly melting down. ughhhhh

Today Baby Bear and I went to his first movie in the theater. It went really well and it is the first movie I have been to in 1 1/2 years. lol wow!!! We went on base to see a sensory sensitive movie The Lorax. It wasn't the relaxing time I thought it would be, but hey it was something to do. I figured baby bear would fall asleep in my lap since he didn't sleep well the night before and hadn't had a nap yet. But alas he did not. At first he thought the movie was wicked awesome. But then he got bored an wanted to walk along the back of the theater or have e hold and bounce him. lol He would watch the movie if I was bouncing him to the music and such. lol Go figure. But the second I would sit down he wanted to get down and run around.  It was a cute movie and only cost me $3 on base....so it was the perfect tester movie. lol

Well I was just informed that my me time is up.

XoXo-Mama Bear

Trapped in the Doldrums

Yes I seem to be stuck here for now. And these are the Doldrums from The Phantom Tolbooth, not the  Ocean one. It is funny how some rotten news can pull a person into a type of depression that seems to never end.  And the longer you are stuck with it, the worse it becomes.  You dwell and fester in it and soon your entire life becomes the BOG OF ETERNAL STENCH!  A place of dead nothingness. That is where I feel I am right now.

Life has slowly been draining me lately and even though I feel like I am fighting tooth and nail to stay above water....I feel like I am being sucked under.  And on top of the rotten news....... My landlord is acting like a real tool, I started selling Scentsy again an after receiving permission from Scentsy to sell on a military yard sale website......They have back peddled and now I have to pull my ads and am out the money. A Marine Cpl.'s wife has been harassing me and won't stop, and I have been stood up by 7 different people all in a few days.  This Mama Bear needs a break. She  needs to feel special, amazing, and get some rest. But since that won't happen I have been settling for Doritos and Dr. Pepper.


Baby Bear's eating has not been going well at all lately.  It has become a fight to get him to eat or sleep, or anything really.  I must say fighting all day and feeling like a POS really takes a toll on a person.  Although 2 nights in a row now he has slept better when I feed him ice cream right before bed. Hmmmm Kind of weird.

Baby Bear took me out on a hot date the other day and we had some fun. It was nice to get out of the house and not have to think about life for a bit. First the Bear took us out to eat at Lucille's BBQ. This place is soooo yummy Normally I am not that big of a fan of BBQ  joints. But this place has a great variety of chow!  First Baby Bear ordered us some fried shrimp that was divine. Next he ordered us tall glasses of milk. Then we shared some hot sugary rolls that had just come out of the oven. And for the main meal he ordered himself some chicken tender, and Mac and Cheese. Baby Bear ordered a super yummy dish for his Mama.  The original Pulled Pork Sandwich lathered in the original BBQ sauce. It was a great lunch. Next Baby Bear wanted to walk around all the cute little shops in the outside mall.  He took Mama to the new Coach store and bought her a surprise gift. Such a sweet heart!  Next he took us to the mall so mama could find a headband for her new hairdo.  Then we headed home because Baby Bear wanted a good ole nappy nap which he did not take.

Lately my hair has been driving me nuts. I never have a spare hour to do it. It is so thick and long that it takes ages to do it. I have been wanting to cut it off as It is always frizzy, It is always pulled back in a braid or bun, and it takes forever to wash it. So the other day I decided to cut it. I would love to just get it cut to my shoulders or ears, but the it is still a huge puffy frizzed out mess. So I asked for it to be chopped off. ALL OF IT!  Yup. Baby Bear sat on my lap while it was cut, washed, and cut again. He was really well behaved except when the receptionist kept turning on the vacuum and it would scare him. 11 inches were cut and donated to Locks of Love, and 14 inches were cut off total. I have to say I really love it. I can shower in 5 minutes now. Not take half an hour to an hour and run out of hot water, and still not ge all the soap out. lol No more getting my hair pulled by little man, and no more painful rubber bands in my hair. Woooohooo.  Now I haven't gotten he best reaction about my hair from friends and family. One person simply just said WOW in a yucky tone of voice. And another said What were you thinking.....were you PMSing?  It may not look great, but I didn't feel like I looked pretty in the first place so what's the difference?

Well that is all I can write about at the moment as Baby Bear is awake from his nap and causing mischief and mayhem all over the house.

XoXo-Mama Bear

Just cut 11 inches off. 14 inches total

Right after my haircut

New hair

Our Hot date night!

Our Hot date night

Hamming it up for the camera on our Hot date!

1st time eating an Oreo. And I will add that whole mess was half an Oreo. lol

Bubble time at Nursery

Already being chased by the girls

He Loves Nursery time!

A new breed of Bully

Today as I sat pumping for an hour on my couch while Baby Bear napped.....I read an article that really bothered me.  The Ann Romney Wars  seems like it is just a new breed of bully coming out.

Hilary Rosen took aim at Ann Romney stating she had never worked a day in her life.  If fascinates me how another person can sit on a self made pedestal and judge another being.

Ann Romney raised 5 children....Count them.....5!!!! I struggle as  learn to care for 1. She has also been diagnosed with MS, and DCIS. And she did this while being in the public eye as first lady in Massachusetts.  She has served in several charities, and seems to be doing great as far as not having any major drama going on. 

I was just plain disappointed by Hilary Rosen for being so rude towards her. Here is the article, and the link is above:

The Ann Romney Wars

By David Weigel

The War of Hilary Rosen is already effectively over, and the Romney campaign won it. Yesterday, in her capacity as a usually-ignorable CNN talking head,* Rosen took umbrage at the role Ann Romney was playing in her husband's campaign. "His wife has never actually worked a day in her life," she said. Ruth Marcus, whose take on the story is only slightly spoiled by her own friendship with Rosen, explains why clutching pearls and condemning the pundit is the wrong response.

Rosen’s fundamental point — that Ann Romney’s experience is far from typical, that she has not grappled with the economic and family issues that face many women today — remains true. You don’t have to be a combatant on either side of the Mommy Wars to recognize that Ann Romney’s privileged life experience is not typical. She’s never had to worry about the price of a gallon of gas as she filled up the Cadillacs. She is at the tail end of a generation that did not agonize over the choice of whether to stay home with the kids and from an economic platform that gave her the luxury of making that choice.

But even the best defense of Rosen is a discussion of Ann Romney, and not the underlying economics that the Obama campaign wants to talk about. And this is where presidential campaigns differ from other sorts of campaigns. In a pretty fantastic 2007 story, Jodi Kantor explained, quite bluntly, that Ann Romney had struggled to connect with people (in her husband's first race, she talked about her successful weight loss!) and became very well aware of the sort of stigma that comes with being the home-making wife of a rich man. She got better at it, but she kept up a lifestyle that few people can relate to.

Dressage is a sport of seven-figure horses and four-figure saddles. The monthly boarding costs are more than most people’s rent. Asked how many dressage horses she owns, Mrs. Romney laughed. “Mitt doesn’t even know the answer to that,” she said. “I’m not going to tell you!”

These details can be joked about in a primary, or a governor's race. Things change when a candidate becomes a potential president, and his wife becomes a potential First Lady. It's like the pre-sainthood stage before the church is about to confirm your miracles. By March 2012, when Mitt Romney was clearly marching toward the nomination, Ann Romney's love of dressage had evolved from a joke to the grist for a long profile. Attack her, and you kick off a multi-news-cyle umbrage-fest. I guess this must be frustrating for liberals who think it's unfair for wealthy Republicans to present themselves as jess' folks as they campaign for supply-side tax cuts. Campaigns are unfair, guys.

What do you think?

XoXo-Mama Bear

Dangerously Close

Oh my goodness! The other day I was having one of those days. You know the ones where you cry, whine, and feel that in general the world hates you. I came DANGEROUSLY close to publishing a blog letting my venomous hate for life right now show. I blogged, vented, ranted, and whined. I mean I was really letting it all out in my post.  Then I started to think about what my readers would think.  My mother would freak out in the YOUR UNDERWEAR IS SHOWING kind of way. My sister would hang her head in embarrassment, and my Aunt who I think reads this would find out that I really am not sane at all. lol

      So I deleted it. Although I must say it felt good to just lash out at the world for a minute even if no one else saw or heard it. ha ha ha

    Life has been insane lately. I have become completely maxed out. I have painful blisters constantly on my hands that I only get when I am stressed. And then to add to that my landlord has started to be a real pain in the patilla. lol


     Baby Bear has officially become a little terror. He has managed to figure out how to get his sweet little hands in drawers even if they have child safety locks on them. I was fixing dinner last night and he was playing in the cupboard with the bowls and Tupperware. Suddenly he walks up to me and hands me one of Papa's butcher knives. HOLY MOO COW!  It was in a drawer that was locked. But apparently my little Bear has figured out how to get past all that. So on today's agenda I will be purging some junk in the kitchen, and moving items up a lot higher. I will also be purchasing some bins for items to go in that can no longer be in drawers and need to sit high on a shelf. lol  

   This little boy sure does keep me busy. Never a dull moment here. ha ha ha


Well that is all that is going on here on my little Island of chaos. talk to you all soon. ;0) Here are a few entertaining photos for you all.

XoXo-Mama Bear

This is his new girlfriend. He was flirting with her at the Easter Egg Hunt on base as we stood in line. She let him hang on the fence as he loves to do things like that. ha ha ha

Hanging out at the Easter Egg Hunt on base.

Nice Hair! lol

So handsome wearing our Baby Gap. ;0)

These are the eggs I made. I traced out the eggs, cut the shapes out on my scroll saw, and then sanded them down. Next I painted and covered in mod podge to seal. ;0)

Our very first taste of an Oreo cookie.

I think he really enjoyed his first taste of Chicken pot pie, and an Oreo cookie!! ;0) ha ha ha Even his foot got a taste of it.

He was laughing and snorting as I would swat at him with his jammies. His snort is soooo cute

A very tired but happy Bear. He WALKED all the way from the bank to the dollar store and back holding onto Mama's hand so she could buy him a balloon! He adores them!

Hmmm....I am not sure, but I think he liked his Lasagna.

what do you think? lol

Oh, The Places You'll Go!!

“So be sure when you step, Step with care and great tact. And remember that life's A Great Balancing Act.”
― Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You'll Go!

Oh what an Easter, an Easter we did have. Of  missing church, Tears, and another ER visit. 

       It seems that no matter what when Papa Bear is gone trouble seems to follow me anywhere I go.  I usually seem to have a problem with the car, something in the house breaks,  and life in general seems to go downhill. So why should our Easter Sunday be any different?

We had big plans.  Baby Bear and I made treats for all the kids in his nursery class at church. We made smores for the kids with Peeps, chocolate, and graham crackers. They were pretty darn cute.  We wanted to do something with friends or family like dinner or an egg hunt. But that didn't work out at all. In fact we even got blown off. (that kind of hurt) 

As we were headed out to church we were all packed and ready to go when I opened the bathroom door to let Harley in so that he cold eat his food and have water while we were gone. The door stays closed most of the time as Baby Bear isn't allowed in the bathroom.  Well as I was putting on my shoes....my little Bear snuck in and knew he wasn't supposed to so he tried to close the door a little. I called to him and as he was trying to hurry out and so I wouldn't notice. He tripped on the rug and his little dome hit the edge of the door he had tried to close. I could hear him scream...I rushed into the room and he was crumpled on the floor. I picked him up and he had this horrible gash and lump on his head.

I grabbed the diaper bag and we ran out the door. I wasn't going to risk anything by not taking him to the Dr. So we rushed to the ER.  We took him when he pulled the 30 lb. pump onto his head and he didn't look even half as bad as this. So I drove as fast as I could and took him on base to the Naval Hospital Camp Pendleton.  And of course this was the second visit in a week. ughhhh I felt like such a horrible piece of crap of a Mom.  They said he was okay and to just keep an eye on him. They didn't even do anything when last time they gave him a CT scan.  I wasn't sure if we were getting the best of care or not. But we said okay and that was that.

     We headed to Walmart where I got him some Chicken Pot Pies because apparently he finds those scrumptious. lol And then we drove home. On the way Baby Bear fell asleep. So when we got home I ran inside and decorated the patio with Easter Eggs and put out his Easter basket.  I let him sleep in the car for a bit and then when he woke I brought him in to see his big surprise!!!!!  He thought it was pretty darn awesome!!!

We ended the day with some frozen lasagna, and some playing. ;0)

XoXo-Andrea Carla