Kids just get on my nerves

Sometimes I wonder why i had so many kids..lol..i mean i love my kids to death and all that bla bla bla stuff but when you sit down and think about it..It is a life long sentence taking care of kids. I am at the stage of having 1 kid hanging off my leg, the other trying to get the food of my plate, the other 2 wrestling on the couch with my son trying the latest body slam moves on his 5 year old sister. So basically i yell more than Gordon Ramsay on Hells Kitchen because my life sometimes feels like its Hells Headquarters. Now i am not going to get into this crap about how i love being a mom and its the best thing that happened to me because that is a given and obvious and mothers who say that are trying to sound like they are just freakin enjoying their everyday chaos and stress. That is great for them but I will admit that kids are pains in the ass' most of the time. From when they come out you feed them, bathe them, hold them and change them..then they become old enough that they think they know more than you and i use my fathers line "I wasnt born yesterday" or "I was once your age" like what a stupid line that is...of course you were once my age...so when i hear myself saying that I want to laugh and then i want to cry that I am becoming my parents before my very eyes. How the hell did that happen? I went from being somewhat of a cool mom to "Jesus Murphy Joseph one more time you do that I am putting you in Military school" but see my son already knows that I am not calling Military school but my daughter still hasnt figured out that there is no "Convent" around here..lol..There is only a small period where that works on your kids..and you know when it is time to switch up the threats. This is where beatings from the olden days came into play because if our parents said something that sounded off the wall like "If you dont stop that I am going to lock the bathroom door" and your were like huh? why would you lock the bathroom door and when you called them on it they said "I'll show you bathroom door"..and then they took out the belt, the slipper, the remote control..anything hard and that was big enough to fling off our head...ahh the good ol days...I have to be honest, i still dont look at wooden spoons the same way. Then when all the small years are done (one of my favourite lines i always here "small kids, small problems, big kids big problems") is over they enter the teenage adolescent years. I am not there yet but i see people who are and they kind of have this gazed look on their face all day and carry some kind of pill mixture in their purse..lol..and then comes the stage of marrying your kids off dishing out all kinds of money and then having to help raise your grandkids..this is why God created Florida..yup thats right I cant wait to place my old wrinkly ass on that Floridian beach and having afternoon cocktails over a game of briscola...or bridge it depends who's there. This is my ULTIMATE Goal people...arriving to the Golden Years...and when its all said and done we will hopefully (si Dio vo) witness the new circle of family and be able to say to our kids my personal favourite line that comes out of my mothers mouth "God, please let me live long enough to see your kids tell you off" or "God, please let my kid have a kid like you" and my response to that is always the same "I wish"...lol...
That is my "peace" for today!

Homemade Pizza Dough
1 tablespoon of yeast
1/2 cup warm water
3 cups of flour
1tsp salt
1tsp sugar
3 tbs olive oil
1/2 cup milk

Place yeast in a cup and add warm water. Let rise for about 10 min.
In seperate bowl mix flour, salt and sugar, add water and yeast. Stir. Gradually add olive oil and milk (you may need to add more water). Knead into a ball on a floured surface(dough should not be sticky to the hand)
Place in large bowl and cover with saran wrap and a damp cloth for at least 3 hours.

Let me know how it turns out.

It all began in 1974

So this is my first entry in my blog. I am new to this and I am pretty excited. Who would have thought that in 2009 we would be able to post our personal thoughts for the entire world to see. It all began October 11 1974 when i was brought into this world by my 2 very excited parents. I am the third girl in the Colosimo clan so I was probably the biggest disappointment in my Dads life, but I guess that is why I am his favourite now ( my 3 sisters will agree). Anyway not to bore all of you i guess you can say that i turned out alright. I ended up getting married to a man from La Belle Provence Montreal 10 years this October. We have 4 beautiful kids (at the risk of sounding like all my other mommy friends who say they have beautiful kids), like seriously, who would ever say..I have 4 butt ugly kids..i still have not heard that yet. So anyway i have an 8 year old son Joseph, a 5 year old Maria-Alicia and twins that are almost 15 months old (Jenna and Michael). The perfect little clan of 6. Now the reason I began this blog is because i have a lot to say and I want to get it all off my chest. (which is about to be beautifully adjusted by the help of some saline and a really great plastic surgeon..well in about 2 years). So I have this problem with moms from my moms day compared to moms of todays. Come to think of it, I have problems with moms today too..lol..I guess problem is too strong of a word..I will say I have some "issues" with some "issues" of yesterday and today. If you talk to my mother (whom i love and adore and respect) than she will give you this whole speal(slang word for bit) of her life and how it was hard and they didnt have a car and she was a SAHM..(acronym for Stay At Home Mom). She did as great job in raising 4 kids and all but you know what, all moms were the same back then..us moms of today are just spoiled and its all their fault..lol..thats what all kids do ,blame their mothers for everything. So she yaps and yaps about long walks to school and slaving and living on 1 income and bla bla bla and i say ya well at least you were able to let your frustrations out on us and beat us..us moms on the other hand, we so much as raise our voice to our creatures and Child Service is on your doorstep..let me ask you this Child Service..where were you when i got a slipper off the head, or when my mother broke her wooden spoon on my rear end..mmhm...we just sucked it up ate our broccoli and took the beating..so mom I love you but we are raising kids worse than we were..slippers are used for slippers and wooded spoons are used to stir our sauce. Speaking of sauce, I was raised in a very strict Italian Calabrese household (me and my 2 married sisters married Calabrese) its like we have our own cult..and food for us was very important. Tomatoes in the Fall, and Sausages in the Winter...i love it and plan on carrying the torch of recipes to my kids and all who will listen. Since i love to cook and i am damn good at it, I will be including a daily Calabrese "a la Casaretcha" (dont know if it is spelt correctly but it means really flipping italian Calabrese recipe. You can try to make it you can not..i dont care because at the end of the day I am a Mom of 4 and you can or cant listen to me Roar..that is my "peace" for today.
Here is recipe numero uno
Preserved Hot Chili Peppers in Oil
Green or Red Hot Chili Peppers
Salt
Olive Oil

Cut all the stems of the peppers and place them in a Cusinart. Pulse until cut small. Remove and place in Collander (or a scula pasta)and place on another bowl, salt all over and leave overnight for water to drip in bowl. Next day drain all the water out of the bowl and the peppers by pressing through a dish towel (or a mapina), dress with olive oil and throw some pieces of garlic toss and turn and put into jars. Make a small hole and throw more Olive Oil to coat all peppers and top again with Olive Oil.

Enjoy this really Calabrese Hot jarred peppers and let me know how they came out.