Because Sitting in the House Sucks

At the park yesterday when some dude and his baby photobombed me.

I'm so tired. I probably shouldn't be up this early. After having a toothache for the past 3 days, I've been having trouble sleeping. The Advil works (the 600 MG my doctor gave me), but my dentist can't see me until Thursday for this root canal, so I'm kind of in hell right now.

Yesterday I said "screw it" and took the Advil and Orajel with me and we had a picnic in the park. Now see, that's not something I ever really thought about doing when we lived in Chicago. We had a park and playground near our house in the suburb of Chicago Ridge where we were living, but I don't know, I don't remember seeing other people doing it so perhaps that's why it never dawned on me.

The pic they'll use of me on the news if I'm ever arrested for drunken rowdiness.

Here in Los Angeles, there are so many parks you go past and you just see people hanging out in the grass, laying on a blanket, having barbecues, all the time! So why the hell not, right? We frequent the parks near our house, but after being in the house for the past week, I decided to go a little further and we ended up in Beverly Hills to his beautiful little park called Coldwater Canyon. It's not too far from home, maybe a 30-40 minute drive, depending on traffic. We drive through the valley then take this winding rode that goes through the hills. It's quite an adventure for someone who still can't get used to the high-ups and the wind-ings!

Me and my little Anneka during our picnic

Mia about to step into the water at Coldwater Canyon Park in Beverly Hills, CA

Either way, we had a great time. There's a little wading pond for the children and we let them take off their sandals and play in the water with all of the other small children. Unfortunately, I saw no celebrities. Let me tell you about this "famous park". Every time we're not there, I see online or on the news that some celeb mom was there with her kids like Jessica Alba, Gwen Stefani, Selma Blair. Hell, not too long ago, Mark Wahlberg was there! The day we go, no celeb parents there! It's okay, because that's not why we go there, we go there for the pond and the serenity of it all, and to just get away from our usual parks. But still...

The twins chasing bubbles their dad was blowing

Armed with my Orajel and Advil, I will conquer this world! Until Thursday when I won't need either anymore...then I'll conquer the world without those two things. You know what I mean!

A Stressful Week

Laila Raine

Laila, today at Pinkberry. She loves frozen yogurt!

A few days after she hurt her teeth. She seemed just fine. Thank God.

I've had a stressful week, with Laila getting hurt and 2 straight weeks of family being here, now I don't know how to be on my own again. Lol.
I mean, I haven't been alone with my own kids for 2 weeks! Bry even had a decent amount of days off with my family being in town. I'm used to having a house full of people!
And now I'm bored.
On the plus, Bry and I are working on a graphic novel. It doesn't have a title yet, but I already wrote out an entire storyline. Bry is supposed to be drawing the characters. He's an amazing artist.

And my teeth hurt. I was leaning over to kiss Laila on her forehead while she was laying in her bed and she moved, smacking me in the front teeth with her head. Ouch indeed! That shit hurt!!!

On another plus, I got the twins completely off the pacifiers! Yes, I know, they're 3, they should've been off of them a long time ago. It took Laila falling on her mouth, hurting her two front teeth to the point where they were pushed up into her gums and bleeding, then taking her to the dentist and the dentist telling us that she had an "Open bite" which was probably caused by the pacifier. I went home and threw all of those fuckers in the garbage. No turning back! I've tried to break them off of them before and I wussied out by giving it back to them. That's why this time I threw them in the garbage. When they cried for them at bedtime, I told them that they were all gone, and I hugged and kissed them. Thank God my aunt was still here because during the day she kept them occupied so they weren't asking for them as much.

Now, a week later, Laila's mouth is healing and she's no longer complaining of pain. It was terrible when it first happened. Blood, crying (both her and me), then a trip to the ER, then right to the dentist after we left the hospital. She was giggling and acting silly an hour or two after it happened, but the dentist said her teeth might 'right' themselves over time. I'll pray on that. Poor Lailee...

And a whole week without pacifiers. And they're not asking for them anymore. And they go right to sleep at bedtime.

Thank God!

Stressful Week

Well, I've had a stressful week. From waiting to hear from the building manager at the new apartment building in California, to realizing I have a small crack in my tooth and my dentist's assistant saying she doesn't have an appointment until March 8th (I'll be in L.A. by then!), to trying to figure when we're going to buy a new refrigerator for the place...it's just been a tough, stressful, sleepless week.

Last night, Bry was snoring and I just couldn't go back to sleep, so I went into the living room, taking my pillow and laying down on the couch. I put the red throw from Ikea over me and ended up falling asleep. Bry came in there perhaps 2 1/2 hours later and told me to come get back into bed. I know I must have slept a decent amount, but I was awake for a little while. Nevertheless, I feel sleepless. It's probably the stress. And I'm not looking forward to starting from scratch with this new city, not knowing where everything else and getting lost a lot. Hell, I would still get lost in Chicago sometimes!

I know it's the start of something big and something I've been obsessing over since I was a kid. The dream of moving to L.A. and actually working in the business, as opposed to the little bit of acting I've done here. It's time to get on top of things. Start going over my monologues, both comedic and dramatic ones, redoing my resume, blah blah blah...who has time for that right now?! I still need to make a list of crap we aren't taking with us then calling my mom and aunts and asking them what they want, then dropping stuff off.

Meanwhile, I've been watching a shitload of "Entourage". I've loved Adrian Grenier since "The Adventures of Sebastian Cole". I adored him in that movie. Hell, I might buy it on Amazon or get it through Netflix. He's so beautiful.

But on the plus side, I heard from the building manager, she got the copy of the lease and the deposit. I sent it via the post office and paid extra so she would have to sign for it. I also bought the plane tickets. We're on track. We're so on track. Next week will probably be even more stressful.

Laters.