FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!

My media center is FINALLY in and being delivered this Saturday!!! Yeah!!!!!! I was worried that it would come in and they'd want to deliver while we were in Florida, but woooooo hooooo it's coming this week! Now...how to fit it in that living room.

It's always something.

The Final Countdown

The McKay's are officially in the final countdown to DISNEY!!!!! WOOOOO WHOOOO!!

We leave in a week and there is still so much to do and so little time to do it. It recently occured to me that I have to get all of our gifts to the kids teachers wrapped and delivered to them before we leave and the same for our family out of state. It'll be too late to do this when we get home. I'm under pressure now because one of the gifts for my brother requires some time sifting through photos and scanning them into the computer. I also don't want to grocery shop for the house because we won't be here to eat it but my fridge is BARE. Good thing my kids don't eat

A and the boys put up the christmas tree and strung the lights on it while I worked this weekend. Is it soooo bad of me not to want to hang any ornaments on it? It looks pretty with the colored lights and I figure that we'll be gone 1/2 the month of December so why bother? All I can think is "all that work to decorate the tree just to be able to enjoy it for like 10 days total before I have to take it down". Maybe I'll go to the dollar store and buy like 4 boxes of cheap bulbs and let the boys knock themselves out decorating the tree. I usually don't let them get too involved with decorating the tree every year as I have some ornaments that I don't want boy paws on, but this may be super fun for them and I can throw the crap ornaments away when it's time to take the tree down. I likey this idea the more I think about it. I didn't put up any other chrismas decorations either.

I shall leave you with this little morsel of Disney magic

I'm a slacker

Here are some pics from halloween:

L after he tried to draw his own 'stache

L's K-class

The boys

We could use a little prayer

So Luke was diagnosed with pneumonia. We had been fighting a fever since Tuesday and his teacher announced at conferences that strep was in his room so I made an appointment with the doctor just to make sure it wasn't an ear infection or strep. She listened to his lungs, noted his cough and had us go to my hospital for an x-ray. We got the news today that he does have pneumonia. She had the foresight to write me a script for an antibiotic for him if the xray did come back positive so at least we're on antibiotics right away. Please say a little prayer that it doesn't spread through the family as we're only 2 1/2 weeks out for our Disney trip! I shudder to think!

Any and all positive vibes and prayers would be so appreciated!

so many things

I'm in a shitty place.

Maybe it's because I don't get SHIT for sleep anymore because of Owen, maybe it's because the anti-depressent I'm on is for shit, maybe it's because I'm just effing stressed about this trip, maybe it's because my house is trashed from having no time to clean because I'm working full time, maybe it's because of school as I'm nearing the end of the semester and my final exam week is the same week that we're going to be in Disney.

Maybe it's one of these things, maybe it's all of these things. I don't care why, I care that I'm in this place and I want the fuck out. You know what else? I miss my mom. It's going to be 5 years that she's been gone and I miss her. I want to touch her again, I want her to see my kids, I want to call her and talk to her, I want to ask her if I never needed sleep as a toddler like this kid I have, I want to spend the holidays with her. I miss her. I miss her so much. 5 years doesn't mean shit, it still feels like yesterday.

I have two sick kids. I think it's ironic that I have two sick kids that I'm on the verge of losing it with and this is what I want to do when I graduate from nursing school, work with pediatrics and neonates. Irony at it's best 'eh?

I think I'm working too much. I enjoy the paychecks though so I keep doing it. Nothing is getting done around here. Honestly, it's ridiculous and it's bringing me down. It's not that A isn't doing anything around here, he does a lot. I just can't seem to catch up though. After working 12 hours and getting home at 745pm, having to bathe two hyper boys and struggle to get them to bed by 830pm, the last thing I feel like doing is homework and cleaning this house. My schedule is so effed next week. I work 5 -12 hour shifts in a 6 day period. Holy shit. Why do I do this to myself? Oh I remember now, I'm going on a trip where the freakin' gas will cost more than the actual trip itself.

Bah.