Friday Favorites

Libraries. Seriously. Where else can you get so much free entertainment? It's amazing that I am such a dunce, I didn't even ever think about going to one before today?

Lands End @ Sears. Um... 50% off sales prices much? I got these for $12.49. And before you say, holy shit Janna, how big are those shoes? They are a size 11. Yup.

Lemon Creek Winery. If you like sweet wine, try the Silver Beach Sauterne. Yummy.

Fuzzy socks. Better than slippers. Always. And yes... I am aware- I have ginormous feet!

Blogs Posts: Tie-
Life with a little one and More and Pacing the Panic Room

Muffins From Sam's Club. Let's not discuss how many of these I ate this week. These things are damn good. So what if they are the size of my head and I prolly gained 5 pounds doing it? I'd totally do it again (they are about $6.00 for 12, in case you are wondering- awesome deal.)

Last but certainly not least- My Mom and Dad. Not because you, know they raised me and stuff and provide childcare so I don't lose it with my children. Nope (even though, yes, I give you guys mad props for that). They are on the Friday Favorite lists because they drove Lemon Creek wine over to me when I was too lazy worn out to go to the store and buy some wine. Thanks for supporting me in my quest to get tipsy relax!

Breathing, whining, Editorializing

Bee Family Updates:

Lets start with Mr. Calamity (Jacob). Poor boy has been a coughing mess the past couple of days. This fact has not stopped him from beating up on his little toddler friends at school, however. Every day he gets an incident report and more often than not, it is for being rough with the other toddlers. Yesterday we got an incident report that said (and I quote) "Jacob ran over to one of his friends and jumped on them and scratched his/her eye for no reason". Um, tell me how you really feel? We will be discussing this incident report with the director today. They don't need to editorialize in their report. I get it, he's a brute. He is also one of the youngest, littlest guys in there, and does not understand the word "gentle". I'm trying here people, but there is no reasoning with a 15 month old.

On super cute Calamity news, he has started to say Drew's name. Of course it comes out sounding like "Dew" most of the time, but it is adorable. I was more excited for this than when he started saying "Mama". Of course, maybe that's because he says it like "MAAAAAAMMMMAAAAA" in a wail when he needs me.

Drew is still, Drew. We are trying to break him of talking about himself in the third person. It's been a rough road. Eventually we are hoping he goes back to saying "I" but only time will tell. He had a great time at his birthday party, running around like a maniac. He enjoyed his gifts, including his new easel with a dry erase and chalk board. Unfortunately one night he enjoyed his dry erase marker all over his room. He tried to be good and draw on an old piece of cardboard. "Tried" being the operative word. It ended up on walls, his white shirt and his train table. A big "d'oh!" goes to Mr. Bee and me for forgetting and leaving it out.

And Mr. Bee? Sick Mr. Bee is trying to readjust to his early morning schedule and having trouble with his head cold. He keeps "resting his eyes" on the couch, and I have to drag him to bed.

As for, me, Janana, my hectic week is coming to a close, and I am starting to feel a little better, thanks in part to the winter thaw we are going to experience tomorrow. I'm sure it will throw everyone's immune systems out of whack, but what the heck, was anyone really healthy to begin with? I have extreme DVR backup (which will just increase due to the 2 hour Grey's Anatomy event tonight) which I will be fixing swiftly on my day off. Also, I will be heading down to the library to get a book so that I can finally contribute to the other blog I am supposed to be contributing to, Girls with Books. And I will also be drinking the wineage tonight. Expect some high quality tweets, twitterers. Janna likes to hear the sound her own tweets (and talk about herself in the third person as well). Also, yes I will be dropping the little Bees off at school tomorrow. I am not ashamed.

So woot for the Bee family... hopefully it will feel like spring this weekend, and we can pretend there isn't at least another 2 months to go of snow. Thanks for letting me whine a little, hopefully I am back to my regularly scheduled program.

Snow, Work and Drew's Spiderman Party Extravanganza Preparations....

January, Jacob's Hand and Foot Calendar

Mr. Bee has returned to work this week. He got to return one week earlier than expected, therefore never having to go on unemployment (yessss!) because he used all of his vacation time. For the year. In the first two weeks of the year. To keep the bread on the table. How can I NOT love this man? On that note, while I am happy that he has his job and can go back, I'm totally going to miss my Mr. Mom. He actually worked really hard to do a good job and definitely pulled his fair share of the house duties. I'm proud of my man. I think his being off work brought us closer. I got a much deserved break, he understood where I was coming from on the stress level, and he also got a less pissy wife (and was less pissy himself and also got a much needed break. Lest I not forgot, Mr. Bee works his ass off at work, much harder than I do). I guess I am supposed to be excited he's going back.... but I'm not. I miss him being home already. Come back Mr. Bee!

On the Drew front.... Spiderman Festivities 2009 4th Birthday Party Extravaganza preparations have begun. I reallllllllllllllllly realllllllllllllllllllllly hate birthday parties and I tried to come up with any way to get out of throwing a party. I had a great idea: buy Bob the Builder Live tickets (it's coming here the day after his birthday, perfect timing right?) and a dinner and have a quiet night out? What a nice, relaxing, stress free birthday. I should have KNOWN that relaxing and stress free is NOT something Drew would want. Out of nowhere Drew starts talking about his Spiderman birthday party. ("Lets decorate the house in Spiderman decorations and can we please have a Spiderman cake, and I asked "D" and "T" to come to Drew's Spiderman Party [yep, still talking about himself in the third person] and can we have one please, please, please?") On a side note, no, he doesn't watch Spiderman, I have no idea what his obsession is, I just know that Mr. Bee is happy that he finally likes something "manly".

Of course I caved. Sadly. I actually CRIED, I so badly didn't want to throw a party. I mean, come on, it's dead of winter and I have a small house. It's not fun for ANYONE. Anyway, my sister came up with a great idea... rent the huge play area they have at their childcare It's called the "Village" and it has little houses and a ball pit and little tables and chairs. Do it at breakfast time and then get fruit and bagels and a cake and voila, party, entertainment and food all in one! Genius. So happy, it will only be two hours and then all done!

(Another side note: my Mom made the comment "well, I guess we can't bring alcohol then". I told her, "I never have provided alcohol at my CHILDREN'S birthday parties, you and my in-laws just bring it." Oh Mom, you know I love you [and I know you read this too]! You are too funny. And yes, I have thought about getting drunk indulging in some spirits to tolerate enjoy Drew's Spiderman Party but for some reason, I think it might be frowned upon? Just a guess?)

In Jacob news... nothing new... just the same crazy guy. He's discovered that he enjoys when I sing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" to him. After I finish, he signs for "more". I sang it five times tonight. Who needs American Idol Fame when you have the cutest judge ever requesting encore after encore?

So to Wrap up....

Mr. Bee: Back at Work.

Janana: Tired, stressed, overworked. The usual.

Drew: Going to Bob the Builder (Nana sprang for the tickets so we could do both- thanks Nana) and getting the best Spiderman Party evar! (Alcohol not included.)

Jacob: Enjoying his Mommy's renditions, and making Mommy feel like a star. Oh and still a wild and crazay guy. (Okay, I know this is totally dated, but I can't help but think of Steve Martin when I say that.)

The Bee Family: Making it through January, one day at a time. 9 more to go! Only 2 months till spring! Although this was the first day of spring last year in our area.

Drink, blog, Hiccup

Going out with some work friends tonight. We don't go out often (3 or 4 times a year- we should go more) so when we go out, we do it right.

Last time I went out with them got pretty carried away. resulting in the detagification of myself in a few Facebook pictures.

The night was a fun blur:

[Drinks, blah, blah, shot, blah, drink, blah, shot, blah, shot, blah, blah, drink, hiccup, love, friends, blah, blah, drink, hiccup, love, bill (ooh cheap! whaz fifteen percent?), bye!]

Then I spent the night at Sarah's house. (What did you think I was going to drive home?) It was mid-November and very cold out, but Sarah and I were on her deck, drinking and playing with her laptop (I know, we are craaazaay), talking a mile a minute.

[Blog blog blogs, drink, blogs, love Black Hockey Jesus, blogs, drink, Mamapop, blog, blogher, blogs drink, hiccup.]

A while later Sarah went inside to go to the bathroom. I stayed outside, playing on the laptop. Then I began to notice that I was completely numb and not from the alcohol. My feet were beginning to burn!

I proceeded to write this doozy on my facebook status page (I tried to take a snapshot of the screen, but I had a technology FAIL and was unable to do it):

Janna is sorah's house.... cold and at Sarah's house, but having fun.

After I couldn't stand the cold any longer, I walked inside and ran into Sarah coming down the hallway. "I fell asleep a little." She admitted sheepishly.

"S'okay," I told her. "I was just starting to get cold."

To this day, neither of us know exactly how long she was asleep.

Next morning, I woke up at 9am with a pounding headache and the dread of having to go home and be a functioning parent for my two children. But I had a great time.

What's the moral of the story here? Do I have to have a message? Well here is my message:

Shots are bad, mmkay?

Michigan is cold in November.

and.... it's good to get out with friends and let loose once in a while, even if it means sitting on a deck in November, freezing your ass off and talking about blogs.