Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Bad Mommy!

Well today was interesting.  Who would think that a hurricane on the east coast would affect my job in Indiana?  Apparently anyone that already knew our server for Internet (would that be ISP?) was based out of New York.  So weird how the world goes round when you think about it. 

I suppose if no Internet at work is my main complaint with the weather system then I can count myself lucky.  Very lucky.  And don't for one second think that I don't know how wonderful things are on my end (even if I do have cold toes right now).

My husband's game is doing pretty good.  It's been about a week in the kickstarter and we already have 25 backers.  woot!  Please- check out my previous post if you're curious what I'm talking about because if there is something that annoys me- it's redundant posts.  Because if there is something that annoys me- it's redundant posts.  Because if there is something that annoys me it's redundant posts.

Same thing with broken records.

So Rowan told me he had to go to the bathroom and we hurried in there and I noticed by the way he was sitting on the potty that it was, um, aiming up to get me.  So I kind of adjust him on the seat and assist in pointing it down. 

He didn't like that.  He screamed at me, tried to hit me, and when that failed he told me I "bad mommy."  Then he started his business and of course (Mom is ALWAYS right) didn't quite make it in.  Thank goodness I have cat-like reflexes (of course not in karate, but when it comes to bodily functions getting on the floor- yes).

I am going to need to discipline that boy.  He's got a little bit of a temper... and he isn't even my red head!  Of course you and I all know that Rowan gets all the bad stuff from his dad and all the good stuff from me.  Because I don't have any bad traits that he could have possibly inherited.  :)

Monday, October 22, 2012

The Day Has Finally Come

For those of you that don't know...  I don't imagine there are too many since I have been pretty much MIA in my blogging.  BUT...  My husband, much to my surprise, went and got himself a gaming company this summer.  It is called Fearlight Games.  I will post a link to our web page for you here: http://fearlightgames.com/

Yeah...  Pretty awesome.

Anyway our friend Bryce is the main game designer for our first game Coffins and Tombstones.  That just went up tonight as a Kickstarter project.  If you are a gamer, like games, or curious about what I'm talking about- please check out our Kickstarter page.  Here is the link to that: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/fearlightgames/coffins-and-tombstones-a-spectrum-system-game

Yeah...  That is pretty awesome, too.  

I know the men have put a lot (I mean A LOT) of work into this game the past year (besides time and money we don't have- my garage, too) and I would really like to see this become successful.  Seriously- I am very proud of this little game and all they have accomplished with it. 

Of course I AM the better half of Fearlight Games so I have a particular interest in seeing it succeed.  It gives me bragging rights. 

We have a lot of other games on the table right now, too.  So please check it out, "like" it on your face book, twitter, whatever social media you prefer, and let me know what you think.

Now I'll get with the real reason you're reading this- to find out what got put in the VCR this week.  Drum roll....  A pen.  "Boring"  Actually I think that particular pen had been missing for a couple months.  And a goldfish of the real food variety.  It is much easier to manage things when it's shoved in a space slightly bigger to access.   Like his toy oven. 

What was put in the play oven?  A bowl, soccerball, and his favorite blanket- all in the same play session- together.  That oven is only about the size of my foot.  I don't know how he managed to fit it all in there.  But one thing I discovered- if it's missing around the house (keys, shoes, chargers) you absolutely have to check his oven!

Sunday, October 21, 2012

That's nasty!

Like many two year olds Rowan will only eat a very small variety of foods.  One being peanut butter graham crackers and the other being macaroni and cheese.  "Mac-an-cheese!"  As Rowan proudly repeats over and over and over.

Kirby, bless his heart, is trying to keep a variety of foods on Rowan's pallet.  He decided to put some tuna in the mac-an-cheese.  Kinda like a bachelor tuna casserole.  Rowan wasn't sure about it, but he told him he would "taste it" anyway.

He said he liked it and smiled and ate a handful of bites when he decided he had enough; he was full.  He wanted to down from his highchair so he could go play.  As he's walking out of the kitchen what does Kirby hear, but Rowan exclaiming under his breath, "That's nassy mac-an-cheese!  That's nassy!"

So... Dad, Perhaps you shouldn't mess with the food. : )

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

My hubby is SO lazy....

My husband is so lazy.  He checks his work email at home.  He works on his web site, his kickstarter video, and play tests games with his friends.  He spends his lunch hour working on other games for his business.  He creates pieces and rules.  He does little projects around the house.  He fixes stuff and mends clothes (yes that's right people!).  He makes the bed.  He helps clean the house.  He helps cook.  He double checks the doors at night...  Man what a bum.  I don't understand why he doesn't do more.

I hope you know I'm kidding.  I asked him to give me a topic to blog and he said "how lazy I am."  Just because he's sitting on his computer facebooking (probably checking his work email again) doesn't mean he's lazy.

You know who is lazy?  The cat.  You would think that evolution by now would have given those creatures some opposeable thumbs so they can get their own food.  Then I suppose the United States would be over run by fat food stealing kitties...  Whatever happened to cats that used to chase mice and bugs and stuff?  Garry used to eat spiders for me....

Yesterday I got this storage bin out and I saw a dead spider- which was ok.  Until I saw another one crawling around.  Of course I did the mature thing.  I screamed and threw the bin across the room.  Then I made my teenage son come down and kill it for me (thank you, Gavin).  My daughter said there was another one in my hair.  Again I went the mature route and shook my head, jumping and screaming like I was in a mosh pit.  She was laughing at my hysterics because she lied- can you believe that?!  I think she laughed at me for at least 20 minutes. 

All I have to say is she won't like pay backs....   

Monday, October 15, 2012

Watching the Chicken

Silence is golden.... unless you have a toddler.  Then it is suspicious.   I saw that on pinterest.  That is totally me.  So I had a lot of work spread across the table while Rowan was playing in the living room.  He was being good.  When I peeked on him he had my slippers on his hands (he forcibly took them from my cold feet) and told me the entertainment center was hot. 

Next thing I know- after there has been a bout of silence I'm digging a plastic chicken leg out of the VCR.  Yes, we have one of those.  For those of you in the younger generation (I'm sure my daughter doesn't know what that is) it's an antique where we sometimes play antique movies.  Okay so I don't think I've watched an actual tape since I lived in my apartment years ago (man that makes me sound way old)...  The VCR serves these days as a parking garage for hotwheels and matchbox cars.  AND of course the classic child's play oven (as I just experienced) is another popular use.