Who Needs Sunshine?

Today is supposed to be another beautiful day outside but I get to spend just about all day indoors catching up on laundry. This is not my idea of a fun time. I need to know who I can send a complaint to. 

On another note, my husband decided to pick on me last night. If anyone knows him then they know that he is a practical joker and has a VERY hard time knowing when to stop. This resulted in me going to sleep early which I really shouldn't complain about except that my feelings were hurt. Gosh I need to get a backbone and learn to take a "joke". DH (dear husband) thinks that jokes should consist of malicious, rude and condescending content. I however, think quite the opposite. I am perfectly happy making jokes at my own expense so I don't need any additional reason to whip my self-esteem (reminds me of the phrase "like whipping a dead horse"). Why can't I just get a genuine compliment vs. a kick in the teeth?

I should be happy, only 9 days until our vacation...

Greeeaaat....

So once again, I am sitting here bored out of my damn skull. Seriously. Am I the only person whose weekdays and weekends merge into one endless cycle of mundane nothingness??? I mean I am so bored that I am contemplating painting my toenails to kill time (maybe a zebra pattern). I can't go to my studio to paint and my legs hurt from jogging last night so I don't feel like running after my kids outside. That leaves laundry and dishes...ummmmm, no thanks. That is a big fat negatory. 

I am so ready for my trip to San Antonio. Two weeks and counting and then it is a 10+ hour drive full of listening to Thomas DVDs and multiple "pee" breaks. Yay. I am not good on long road trips. I get very anal about everything and let's not add that I get motion sick. Me + cranky + sick + wedged in the backseat between two carseat for hours = VERY antisocial and moody. Otherwise I will throw in the little nugget of sunshine that is seeing my new niece for very first time. I am excited about seeing her and I am also pretty excited about catching up with my new sister-in-law. I totally don't hate her. She is super nice and is awesome with my kids. That gives her huge brownie points for being cool with my kiddos. 

I have to say that I am digging this blogging thing. It is nice to be able to complain until I turn blue in the face and the best part is, I DON'T have to hear people telling me to stop complaining. No more spewing sunshine and rainbows all day. I try to be nice, friendly and somewhat approachable in my every day life but in all honestly I do not enjoy trying to make friends and people in large numbers make me very angry. Therefore I sit at home all day and continue on with my rituals. Everyone I do care to socialize with is busy and I do not care to make new friends. Friends are too much work when you get older. *sigh* I really need a hobby.....

Holy crap! I just read about a 12 year old boy with Asperger's Syndrome and the kid is questioning Einstein! Wow if I even barely understood his question I am certain I would be amazed. Apparently he posed a question that would change our understanding of physics. It pertains to the movement of light and how time may not be time as we see it. Pretty crazy stuff. I just wish I could understand a fraction of what they were talking about. Just smile and nod, it always makes you seem "intelligent"! HA!

Give it a whirl...

Well this is my first official post as a blogger. I have been afraid of the word "blogger" for some time now. Doesn't sound very attractive. In fact, I think it sounds a little "trendy" actually. Let me say this...Kayla does not do "trendy". Do you know who falls in the trendy category??? Well do you?! Gas guzzling, cell phone yacking, completely oblivious to any other living being while in my vehicle, soccer mom! *shudder*

So now that I got my awkward introduction out of the way I can proceed on to even more alluring paragraphs of nothingness! Yay.

I am starting to think that maybe I am going through a mid life crisis. The funny thing is is that I am a 28 year old stay at home mom. I don't quite fit the stereotypical 40 something, balding, white guy who feels a need for speed (fast cars that is). Let me elaborate...

This would be an ideal time for you to grab a drink and sit down because this could be very long winded. ;-) 

Anywho, I have recently decided that I am stupid. Not stupid in the sense that I have no ability to rationalize but more like a "man I wish I could understand physics" manner. I have discovered that I LOVE learning about weather. I love reading weather maps, models, etc. There is a ton of math that goes into calculating models, wind speeds, pressure drops, and so on. Unfortunately I suck at math. I mean really suck at math. I feel like I have hit a wall. 

My dear hubby(DH) informs me in a completely innocent conversation about my past college career, that he could have seen me becoming a Veterinary Technician but NOT a Veterinarian. <--- Do we sense a little condescending tone there? I think we do! Wow, my own husband doesn't think I have what it takes to finish Veterinary school. Way to believe in me there Obi Wan Kenobi!!!! The conversation started with me stating my interest in Meteorology/Atmospheric Science and how I wished that I had not gotten a degree in Graphic Design. Then it turns into a ruthless but completely unintentional blow to my nonexistent ego. Hubby then tells me that I would have a hard time doing the math that is necessary to obtain a degree in Meteorology. Great, there goes that idea. Sad thing is, he is right. That bites.