WIDLM: Missing my favorite TV shows.

We have cable now, but have opted to NOT get DVR (not worth the money) but that means that if I’m working late (which is rather often) or if we’re busy doing other sorts of things, I have to either wait for a re-run or wait for the network to put it online. My cable box has the option to record it to my VCR (LOL Pretty sure I’m one of very very few people who still have a VCR (and use it regularly!) :p


WIDLM: Women.

Alright so before anyone looks for drama where there isn’t any…I only hate women that judge others. It’s not ALWAYS women that judge but in this situation it usually is. As most of you know (all 48 of my weekly WIDLM visitors…lol and yes, its a regular 48 visits only to my WIDLM posts…) As I was saying…Most of you know that I’m a full time nanny for a family with 3 children. I’m 24 years old and the kids are 9, 4 and 1. Anytime I take the kids out I get all sorts of nasty and judgmental looks from women. One lady even had the nerve to say something OUT LOUD to her husband about how “Teens shouldn’t be allowed to keep their children.”

There are several reasons why women like her make me very upset. Nevermind the fact that the children aren’t even mine. Lets start with the obvious facts she has.

1) I’m only 4’11 and I’m well aware that most of the time I do NOT look 24. Drew is 4 (Kieran was at school) and Sarah is 1, but I could understand someone thinking she might be younger, but not by much, and she certainly does not look older.

2) Both kids are VERY well dressed, they’re healthy, wearing clean, and good condition clothes and shoes, both are healthy with cute little rosy cheeks. BLONDE hair and blue eyes. Both  kids are happy and very well behaved.

3) I take care of their needs, I talk to them, play with them don’t buy them junk food, both children were buckled into the cart. I even bought Drew a slinky!

4) At this rate even if they WERE my kids, I’m clearly not some dead beat mom like she was implying. EVEN SO I would have been 20 when Drew was born…and EVEN IF I were a teen mom, it’s NONE of her business, and the kids are taken care of.

Anytime I take the kids out theres always so many judgmental looks and comments, about being a young parent. Typically I blow them off, on occasion if I’m in a really really really good mood I’ll smile and say “I’m the nanny” but when they look relieved and pat me on the back and say “good for you” it kind of frustrates me.  What is it that makes them think they have the right to judge, or get into other peoples business. Why do they make the immediate judgement that I’m irresponsible and can’t handle children. That I’m some awful mom. I know SO MANY parents who were young when they had kids. My mom was still a teenager when she had my brother — she did a wonderful job as a mom. I’m sure everyone knows at least one person who is/was a young parent and did a wonderful job!

If you’re one of those judgmental people, please stop, THINK and assess the situation before you’re judging someone. Don’t make rude comments to their face OR behind their back, thats just rude and makes me question whether or not YOU should ever be allowed to have children, you may pass the judgmental gene to them 😦


WIDLM. Days off.

Okay It’s not days off that I don’t like, its knowing you have to return to work the next day and that small little voice in the back of my head saying “gee you better enjoy today, who knows when you’ll get another day off again….”

I love relaxing and having a day off but somehow I always manage to let knowing I have to work again bright and early 730 am tomorrow kinda makes me feel like I’m not using my day off to the fullest. 😦



I missed last monday, but will make it up by posting two today!

WIDLM 1: You know how on occasion you plan to hang out with a friend, and they specifically state “just the two of us” and for the sake of today’s example we’ll say you two had planned to go to a movie. You meet up at a designated time, and get in line for your movie. Your friend constantly checks their phone and is constantly texting. You get in the theater and they’ve said, like 10 things to you. All of a sudden they stand up, and in walk 4 of their friends. They jump up and down, introduce you to their new friends, and spend the rest of the time chatting with them completely ignoring you. I think it’s completely rude. If you want to go to a movie with a group of friends thats one thing, but don’t tell someone it’s just the two of you only to invite others and ignore the person you invited originally.

WIDLM 2: Silly complaint today. haha. EverSoLightly and I went to GameStop the other day and bought a second controller for our PS3, for those of you who don’t know anything about a PS3, the controllers are wireless, and unlike the WII you don’t need to change the batteries. You plug it into the cord it comes with, which you plug into the PS3 (its a USB plug so I assume you could plug it into a computer, someone’ll correct me if i’m wrong i’m sure.) My new controller did NOT come with a cord. So my question is, what if we had LOST our cord? I’m sure it’s some ploy to earn more money, you buy the cord separately.  😦



Alright kids (or whoever you are!) This weeks’ WIDLM is, well, MONDAYs. And before we get started I have something to say:

Lauren, I am sorry I missed yesterday, but at least I’m posting!! 😀

I do not like mondays. I do not like the realization that the wonderful weekend is over. This past weekend, EverSoLightly and I went down to Oregon to visit my family. We spent Saturday wine-tasting with my brother and sister-in-law, and then came back and spent the evening with them, playing a slow but fun game of scrabble, and then on Sunday we took my three nephews to the mall to spend time together and see my Madre’. We then made the trek back to Seattle, and thats when the “Boo mondays!” attitude started to kick in. I do not like that feeling when you go to bed Sunday evening and realize the work week starts back up in a few short hours. Especially when my ADORABLE kitten decides to wake me up at 3am to remind me how much she missed me over the weekend.