Thursday, May 31, 2007
The Look
Well as you may have noticed I've been playing with the look of my blog. I'm just trying to get to something that I like so bare with me until I do.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
One Of Those Days
Today is one of those days. The days where I wish I could have just stayed in bed all day, even if it was beautiful out. A day where I wished I didn't have to get up and make breakfast, get my 4 year old ready for school, make his lunch, and walk him to school. A day where I wished I didn't have to watch two toddlers, change their pampers, and when the 2 year old went in her pamper give her the shpeel about going in the potty. A day where I wished I didn't have to clean the mess of food after the toddlers ate lunch. It was just one of those days when I wished I was 22 again, young, stupid, free from serious responsibility. Yeah it was just one of those days.
Monday, May 14, 2007
Mother's Day
Ok so the last umm, let's see, 3 years, I've been hoping to actually spend it with my entire family. This would include my two monstrous little boys and my husband. This is a normal request for Mother's day right? To be all together?
Having my husband be with me on Mother's Day, all day, like I said hasn't happened in 3 years. Two of the three years I managed because I've had family to fill the void but this year there is no family because they're in CA and I'm in CO. You see, my husband the Chef, doesn't get Mother's Day off. For obvious reasons, Mother's Day tends to be a big day for the restaurant industry, but do you think I really care? I guess I really shouldn't complain but after three years of waking up to my husband saying "Happy Mother's Day, I'm off to work," I tend to get a little pissy but let me tell you why.
Because:
1. I'm tired of doing everything for everyone else and when the one day comes where I should be treated like a Queen I actually think I deserve it.
2. I would love to sleep in till noon once a year.
3. I would love someone else to make the kids breakfast, lunch, dinner, and the snacks in between.
4. I would love to not do the dishes.
5. I would love not to have to change a pamper.
6. I would like to get one of the 5 "IOU a massage" that I've been collecting over the past year since we moved to CO. YES...I am keeping count.
7. I would like to take a long shower that isn't really early in the morning or really late at night.
8. I would like to do my hair right after that shower.
9. I would like to get breakfast in bed.
10. Out of 365 days a year, for one day I would like to be taken care of.
You know what bothers me the most is that even though the husband has to work on Mother's Day, he doesn't even try to make it up to me. The day passes, no card, no gift, no nice gestures. There were a few nice words but as the saying goes "Actions speak louder than words."
So what did I do for Mother's Day? I got up, got myself and the boys ready and we went to church. Which you should know I haven't done since we moved to CO, which is over a year. Then I came home and it was just like any other day. But I am glad that I have my friend Jill who gave me a gift that made smile all day... a giant king sized Special Dark Hershey's bar that I devoured in a day. I ate the last few pieces with the rest of the wine we didn't finish the other day. (Yup, in one day I killed a king sized chocolate bar....that's what chocoholics do.) Then I went to bed.
It was just another day.
***Note***
My husband really is a good man, a great father and husband but as most women would agree, like most men, he manages to fall short when I had hopes he wouldn't.
Having my husband be with me on Mother's Day, all day, like I said hasn't happened in 3 years. Two of the three years I managed because I've had family to fill the void but this year there is no family because they're in CA and I'm in CO. You see, my husband the Chef, doesn't get Mother's Day off. For obvious reasons, Mother's Day tends to be a big day for the restaurant industry, but do you think I really care? I guess I really shouldn't complain but after three years of waking up to my husband saying "Happy Mother's Day, I'm off to work," I tend to get a little pissy but let me tell you why.
Because:
1. I'm tired of doing everything for everyone else and when the one day comes where I should be treated like a Queen I actually think I deserve it.
2. I would love to sleep in till noon once a year.
3. I would love someone else to make the kids breakfast, lunch, dinner, and the snacks in between.
4. I would love to not do the dishes.
5. I would love not to have to change a pamper.
6. I would like to get one of the 5 "IOU a massage" that I've been collecting over the past year since we moved to CO. YES...I am keeping count.
7. I would like to take a long shower that isn't really early in the morning or really late at night.
8. I would like to do my hair right after that shower.
9. I would like to get breakfast in bed.
10. Out of 365 days a year, for one day I would like to be taken care of.
You know what bothers me the most is that even though the husband has to work on Mother's Day, he doesn't even try to make it up to me. The day passes, no card, no gift, no nice gestures. There were a few nice words but as the saying goes "Actions speak louder than words."
So what did I do for Mother's Day? I got up, got myself and the boys ready and we went to church. Which you should know I haven't done since we moved to CO, which is over a year. Then I came home and it was just like any other day. But I am glad that I have my friend Jill who gave me a gift that made smile all day... a giant king sized Special Dark Hershey's bar that I devoured in a day. I ate the last few pieces with the rest of the wine we didn't finish the other day. (Yup, in one day I killed a king sized chocolate bar....that's what chocoholics do.) Then I went to bed.
It was just another day.
***Note***
My husband really is a good man, a great father and husband but as most women would agree, like most men, he manages to fall short when I had hopes he wouldn't.
Monday, May 7, 2007
This Past Sunday
Since moving to Colorado I can't say that I've had very many panic attacks and this is a good thing. A great thing, until this past Sunday that is.
I had a friend in town from back home and so I had planned a trip down toward Colorado Springs. On the agenda, three stops, Garden of the Gods, Cave of the Winds, and her old high school friend's house. We knew the weather forecast predicted rain and we thought no big deal, neither one of us is the Wicked Witch of the West so why let a little rain stop us.
After a fun filled day.......Unexpectedly......SNOW!!! Not just any snow, we're talking blizzard. And this is how THE story beings.
My Friend: "Wow, I've never seen rain fall at me before. I've only seen it fall down on me."
Me: "Uh...I don't think that's rain, I think it's snow."
My Friend: "Really, I've never seen it snow fall before. Cool! Another new experience."
As we drive the snow gets heavier.
My Friend: "Cool, this looks like Star Wars and we're going light speed!"
Me: "Yeah it does! Wait...what happened, there are no street lights?"
Yup that part of the freeway, interstate or what ever you call it is now completely dark.
Now if I haven't mentioned it to you before I suffer from panic attacks and these usually occur when I'm driving, and usually I'm driving in normal weather conditions. So me a CA girl, who has NEVER driven in the snow, is now driving in the snow and not by choice. I start to panic only I don't let on to my friend because I don't want her to worry. Of course my efforts to hide my panic doesn't really work. I guess yelling out "I can't do this," is a sign of a freak out for sure
As I try to focus through the snow which again looks like light speed, I attempted to stay close to the car in front of me and then with in minutes he's gone and I'm alone. I start to lean into my steering wheel in hopes that getting closer to the windshield I will be able to see better. And then I start to curse Colorado..."Why is it F*%#ing snowing in May? Why aren't there any F*%#ing street lights? Why doesn't Colorado have the F*%#ing little reflectors on the road? I F*%#ing hate Colorado! I can't believe I moved here!" After all the cursing I decide to pray. It must of worked a little because here came another car that passed me and then changed lanes to be infront of me. I wasn't alone anymore and so I started to follow that car. After a short distance the car exits and once again, I'm alone. This time the snow is so heavy and I can't even see the road and I drive off it. Yup, I drove off the road, freeway, interstate, what ever you call it, into the left center ditch and at the last second realizing that I'm stopping a little ways from the center railing that divides the freeway and right in front of an abandoned TV box. I'm am now officially freaked and totally trying to keep it together for myself, my friend and my two little boys that are thankfully fast asleep in the back of the car. I turn on my hazard lights and try to get myself right in the head.
My Friend: "You're ok, we're ok. What do you want to do?"
As I sit there and think about the answer to her question and number of options come to mind.
1. I could cry.
2. I could stay here.
3. I could get back on the road.
Well I figure crying won't help. Staying here might mean something worse, getting stuck for good, getting hit by someone else, etc. So getting back on the road was my only real option.
So I said to myself "Suck it up, put the car in 4x4, and when the traffic opens up get back on the road."
I waited for the traffic to open up and then started to drive out of the ditch. The wheels spinning and the car slightly sliding I knew my friend was alarmed but I did get out and back on the road. Just then I notice those red and blue lights that we often don't like to see, close in so I decide to wait. He pulled up behind me, then beside me, I rolled down the window and the officer tells me to pull over to the right shoulder. So as I pulled over he threw on his siren which alarmed me and I thought to myself "Why is he doing that to me?" Then I realized that he was probably warning the other cars behind him to not move.
I rolled the window down and the officer says "What are you doing in the center ditch where you could get hit." His tone was so, well the best way to explain his tone would be that he should of just said "Are you stupid?" My eyes immediately filled with tears and I tried to hold them back as much as I could but once they started flowing I couldn't stop. I felt like such a loser crying but I was filled with emotion and when confronted it just came out. My response to the officer in a shakey voice was,"I'm sorry, I've never driven in anything like this before. I drove off the road and didn't know what to do and I'm just really nervous right now." So needless to say he understood and gave me some advice, asked where we were from and where we were going. He told me that the snow wasn't all the way to Denver and I had 10 miles to go before it ended. I'm not a really good judge of distance so every second I drove I prayed that it would be that 10 mile mark. But I followed his advice and made it out of the snow.
I let out a huge sigh of relief and then the phone rang. It was Ernie. I didn't answer it, my friend took the call, and we pretended like nothing happened. Now that we were in the clear it was easier for me to show less freak out emotions but deep inside I was crying and laughing. Crying because I was so scared and laughing because I just conquered one of my greatest fears.
I had a friend in town from back home and so I had planned a trip down toward Colorado Springs. On the agenda, three stops, Garden of the Gods, Cave of the Winds, and her old high school friend's house. We knew the weather forecast predicted rain and we thought no big deal, neither one of us is the Wicked Witch of the West so why let a little rain stop us.
After a fun filled day.......Unexpectedly......SNOW!!! Not just any snow, we're talking blizzard. And this is how THE story beings.
My Friend: "Wow, I've never seen rain fall at me before. I've only seen it fall down on me."
Me: "Uh...I don't think that's rain, I think it's snow."
My Friend: "Really, I've never seen it snow fall before. Cool! Another new experience."
As we drive the snow gets heavier.
My Friend: "Cool, this looks like Star Wars and we're going light speed!"
Me: "Yeah it does! Wait...what happened, there are no street lights?"
Yup that part of the freeway, interstate or what ever you call it is now completely dark.
Now if I haven't mentioned it to you before I suffer from panic attacks and these usually occur when I'm driving, and usually I'm driving in normal weather conditions. So me a CA girl, who has NEVER driven in the snow, is now driving in the snow and not by choice. I start to panic only I don't let on to my friend because I don't want her to worry. Of course my efforts to hide my panic doesn't really work. I guess yelling out "I can't do this," is a sign of a freak out for sure
As I try to focus through the snow which again looks like light speed, I attempted to stay close to the car in front of me and then with in minutes he's gone and I'm alone. I start to lean into my steering wheel in hopes that getting closer to the windshield I will be able to see better. And then I start to curse Colorado..."Why is it F*%#ing snowing in May? Why aren't there any F*%#ing street lights? Why doesn't Colorado have the F*%#ing little reflectors on the road? I F*%#ing hate Colorado! I can't believe I moved here!" After all the cursing I decide to pray. It must of worked a little because here came another car that passed me and then changed lanes to be infront of me. I wasn't alone anymore and so I started to follow that car. After a short distance the car exits and once again, I'm alone. This time the snow is so heavy and I can't even see the road and I drive off it. Yup, I drove off the road, freeway, interstate, what ever you call it, into the left center ditch and at the last second realizing that I'm stopping a little ways from the center railing that divides the freeway and right in front of an abandoned TV box. I'm am now officially freaked and totally trying to keep it together for myself, my friend and my two little boys that are thankfully fast asleep in the back of the car. I turn on my hazard lights and try to get myself right in the head.
My Friend: "You're ok, we're ok. What do you want to do?"
As I sit there and think about the answer to her question and number of options come to mind.
1. I could cry.
2. I could stay here.
3. I could get back on the road.
Well I figure crying won't help. Staying here might mean something worse, getting stuck for good, getting hit by someone else, etc. So getting back on the road was my only real option.
So I said to myself "Suck it up, put the car in 4x4, and when the traffic opens up get back on the road."
I waited for the traffic to open up and then started to drive out of the ditch. The wheels spinning and the car slightly sliding I knew my friend was alarmed but I did get out and back on the road. Just then I notice those red and blue lights that we often don't like to see, close in so I decide to wait. He pulled up behind me, then beside me, I rolled down the window and the officer tells me to pull over to the right shoulder. So as I pulled over he threw on his siren which alarmed me and I thought to myself "Why is he doing that to me?" Then I realized that he was probably warning the other cars behind him to not move.
I rolled the window down and the officer says "What are you doing in the center ditch where you could get hit." His tone was so, well the best way to explain his tone would be that he should of just said "Are you stupid?" My eyes immediately filled with tears and I tried to hold them back as much as I could but once they started flowing I couldn't stop. I felt like such a loser crying but I was filled with emotion and when confronted it just came out. My response to the officer in a shakey voice was,"I'm sorry, I've never driven in anything like this before. I drove off the road and didn't know what to do and I'm just really nervous right now." So needless to say he understood and gave me some advice, asked where we were from and where we were going. He told me that the snow wasn't all the way to Denver and I had 10 miles to go before it ended. I'm not a really good judge of distance so every second I drove I prayed that it would be that 10 mile mark. But I followed his advice and made it out of the snow.
I let out a huge sigh of relief and then the phone rang. It was Ernie. I didn't answer it, my friend took the call, and we pretended like nothing happened. Now that we were in the clear it was easier for me to show less freak out emotions but deep inside I was crying and laughing. Crying because I was so scared and laughing because I just conquered one of my greatest fears.
Friday, May 4, 2007
Yummm...Food
Naturally when you think about food it's because your hungry or something just looks appetizing. Well for me on a daily basis I think food...what kind of mood am I in...am I ready to clean the walls, tables, floors, hands, and faces or just the hands, faces and floors. Yes meals here are determine as to how it will effect my dinning room but at the same time nourish those little bodies that are suppose to be eating.
I try to clean up afterwards but cleaning up after little ones three meals a day is a timely and inevitable chore. I do my best but sometimes I don't feel like scrubbing the food off the walls. So what do ya know, it collects. Which means when you have company coming over...it's time to clean the walls. Sucky!! I have every intention to scrub that applesauce off, the spaghetti sauce off, and all the other unidentifiable splatters of food. So I'm cleaning the walls....well maybe.
And you thought the title of this post was going to lead you into reading about some awesome dish that my husband the chef made...LOL.
I try to clean up afterwards but cleaning up after little ones three meals a day is a timely and inevitable chore. I do my best but sometimes I don't feel like scrubbing the food off the walls. So what do ya know, it collects. Which means when you have company coming over...it's time to clean the walls. Sucky!! I have every intention to scrub that applesauce off, the spaghetti sauce off, and all the other unidentifiable splatters of food. So I'm cleaning the walls....well maybe.
And you thought the title of this post was going to lead you into reading about some awesome dish that my husband the chef made...LOL.
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
Cry Now??
For all of you that don't know I am a HUGE DMB fan. What is DMB...how dare you ask such a question!! Dave Matthews Band...duh! Anyways for the past...umm...6 years I've been going to Dave's (yes we're on a first name basis) summer concerts and I've flip E-Dogg into liking them too and he's gone to I believe it's 3 out of the 6. So you could imagine to my surprise when DMB revealed their 2007 Summer Tour schedule and Denver was NOT on the list. Hmm...I thought to myself, maybe they just didn't settle on a venue yet...because to my understanding the Rapids have a new stadium and back home DMB would play at the Home Depot Center home of the Galaxy, yup that's right the new soon to be home of that ever so hott soccer player David Beckham, maybe you've heard of him. Well the stadium, it's HUGE which makes it totally appropriate for Dave's fan nation.
Did I ever tell you about my first DMB concert? It was at Dodger Stadium which holds a whopping 56,000. I was amazed because this place was jammed packed all the way up to the nose bleeds and the field was covered with people too. At that time I had no idea DMB even had a Fan Nation. Anyways, that first experience hooked me.
Well back to my thought of not settling on a venue, it turns out that they really aren't making it to Denver. SOO SAD! He didn't even ask me if he could skip us. jk See this this is the email they sent me after I got tired of waiting to find out if they were coming (I'm so impatient):
----- Original Message -----
From: Dave Matthews Band Fan Mail
To: Jennifer Ortiz
Sent: Wednesday, May 02, 2007 1:09 PM
Subject: Re: ??
Jennifer -
DMB hopes to get back to Denver soon. This year's tour is a bit scaled back due to their tours in Australia and Europe, not to mention Dave is expecting his third child this summer. They hope to get back to Colorado in the near future though
http://www.warehouse.davematthewsband.com/434-984-6850 11 a.m. - 6 p.m. ET, M-Fmailto:M-Ffanmail@davematthewsband.com
----- Original Message -----
From: Jennifer Ortiz
To: fanmail@davematthewsband.com
Sent: Wednesday, May 02, 2007 1:21 PM
Subject: ??
Could it really be....is DMB not taking their Summer Tour to Denver????
Well I guess I forgot to mention that I did miss one year of the concerts because...gosh darn it I was PREGO. So I guess it only fair for DMB to stand me up, after all he is having his 3rd child.
Note to Dave: Congrats on the new rugrat it's too bad he wasn't scheduled to pop out durningWinter or some other season besides Summer.
Anyways...I'm Sad!!
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