A Sneak Peek of what we've been up to

Here is just a sneak peek of what the kids and I have been up to while on a "staycation"

You know what they say....

Absence makes the heart grow fonder... Right??? Slap my hands or my ass if you'd like. I admit it!!! I am a bad blogger. Here are my excuses for not posting in weeks.
1. Busy
2. Does anyone really read this?
3. OMG!!! So busy at work, haven't had time to even look at the net so getting caught up while on vacation.
4. Seriously, I have been UnGodly busy at work. I mean who do they think they are actually making me earn my money. Don't they know that everyday when I come in I browse all of my fave blogs and then meander over to the news and then check my work e-mail.

I am back though and off for two whole weeks of bliss. TWO WHOLE WEEKS!!! Since I normally post at work I don't usually have fun pics, but I can promise you some very fun pics over the next two weeks and who knows I might even surprise you with a glimpse of the wonderful White Christmas we have this year.

If by chance you are staying home as my family is. Enjoy the time off and savor every moment you have with them. I am not an overly sentimental person, but something about this year has me more grateful than I have ever been. So kiss your loved ones, cuddle them tight, read lots of bedtime stories and remember the precious little one who came to save us.

Turkey, Mashed Potatoes and then some...

Working the Monday after a holiday weekend is so tough, especially if it was ultra busy and you were suffering from a mammoth hangover yesterday. I admit it. I drank to darn much on Saturday night. I remember thinking that I should stop, but something about those tasty alcohol treats just kept calling my name.

You see, my parents came into town and surprised me for Thanksgiving. I must say that I was shocked and although I was very happy to see them I had made all of these plans to work around my house so it kind of ruffled my feathers a bit. Instead of stewing over the visit I just pulled up my big girl panties and became happy and grateful they had come. It turned out to be a great time. On Thursday we went to Thanksgiving at my in-laws, Friday we did “Black Friday” (I know crazy) and then Saturday we had dinner at my house with my parents and my in-laws.

My mother-in-law makes the best lemon drop martinis and after a very intense card game and 6 lemon drops I found myself “tore up from the floor up”. Translation: I was very intoxicated and yesterday I knew it. Headache, Nausea, fatigue and just plain nastiness. I am not a big drinker and haven’t been sick like that in 5 years. I must stay away from the lemon drops they get me in trouble, but mmmm!!! They are sooo good.

No, I am not getting the Big D

Don’t Worry!!!

I wish my life had a GPS. It would be nice to know if the course I am on is where I am supposed to be. I am a devoted mother and I believe a good wife; however, lately I am feeling very uneasy. I have been really snippy with the kids and not so happy with my husband. Don’t get me wrong I love him to death. I am just not as happy as I should be. I am fairly confident that I am not depressed and even if I were I don’t really believe in the meds they give out (like candy) for the condition. My mom always tells me that the only person I can change is myself. I am starting to believe her. Here is a list of the things that make me frown and then make me smile. I need a little counterbalance.

1. I am a bit tired of being married. Not that I am planning on leaving my husband anytime soon, it’s just that I am complacent. I love him, but I feel that we are at a crossroads in our relationship and I don’t think the either of us are extremely happy. I can’t pinpoint the reason, but I know something is causing the friction and I hope we uncover it soon, before it does real damage.

2. My JOB!!! I am over 30 and NO I still don’t know what I want to do with my life. Yea! Yea! Grow-up already, use the degree you have and stop wishing you could go back for that illustrious English Lit Masters and just be happy you have a job.
I tell myself this everyday and yet I hate what I do. I enjoy the people I work with, but come on if you know me then you would know that Aircraft Finance is not a career that suits me well. You see, my dream has always been to be a Professor. I began college as an English Major and then after much thought about $$$ I decided on Business. For God’s sake can you say that Business degrees are a dime a dozen now. Does it even count. I would love to quit and go back to school full-time, but that is just not a possibility. I think my ship has sailed. I have acquired a mortgage, a car payment, two kids and a husband that don’t fit well into the academic lifestyle.

3. My lack of friends here makes me incredibly unhappy. It isn’t like I have always had a ton of friends, just a constant 2 or 3 that I could count on to make me laugh and listen to my ramblings. Contrary to what some think I am an extremely private person about certain areas of my life. Not many people have ever really known the true me. It would just be nice for someone other than my husband to share with. I just miss my girlfriends.

Now for my smiles list: Sophia is writing her name and I couldn’t be more pleased. She is getting so big; in fact, just this weekend she told me to shut my mouth, can you believe that. I was telling her to get ready to go and she said (well yelled actually), “Shut Your Mouth” to which I replied “excuse me missy” and then she laughed and said “Love you”!!! What a stinker.

Another smiles moment is my progress with my makeover -19lbs and counting. Just 20 more and I will be able to wear my wedding ring again (told you I wasn’t getting a divorce).

Playing Catch-Up

Let’s play catch up. I know I have been the ultimate bad blogger and once again I will use the excuse that I have been in a funk lately. If it makes any sense at all I could say that the truth is I am lazy and extremely busy all at the same time. And, although I live in one of the most fantastic places in the U.S., I am really homesick. I would love to be home with my family and friends during the holidays, but for now it is just not a possibility.

I won’t lie I really miss the “Midwest” life. I am grateful that my children will get to experience all that life has to offer, but sometimes I wonder if this high paced lifestyle is really worth it? Is the money worth it? Are they happy without their mom home? Will I lose my job with all the economic turmoil? Are we headed for devastating times? What will happen to them?

Negative and worried you must think I am, but really I am just a realist at heart. I am told it is to a fault, but I can’t help but think our day in the sunshine has come to pass and now we must walk in the shadows for awhile. I don’t worry about me. I worry about my two little ones. I worry that this life they are accustom to will change drastically and there might come a time when I can’t even provide the necessities.

I know that I am definitely lacking in the spirituality department and that I good use a healthy portion of “Jesus”. I need worship and to become involved again. I need the positive energy and the loving home you find when you are a part of a church home. I want my children to have that. I had that growing up and I think my adolescent life was much easier for it. Churches are a rare thing here and if you find one they are usually a little kooky. I have been to one I enjoy several times and think I need to become a regular.

On the upside I started a mini-physical makeover 6 weeks ago which has been taking up the majority of my time and guess what: Drum Roll Please-I have lost 18lbs. Only a buttload more to go, but hey it is a start.

Write again soon

Diggin for gold...

M2 is that you pickin your nose
Will that Pharmacy ever close
So you don't have to work so much
Dealing drugs to the blue-hairs and such
You made me laugh each and every day
Walking to the caf along the way
Getting multiple waters to wet our whistle
So we wouldn't start tumbling like a thistle
We made the meds stat and in a hurry
While working those baxa's with fire and fury
We were superstars while it lasted
Watching Ranbo get blasted.
Out of his ghord and eww!! a dirty bootie
My gawd he sure thought he was a cutie
Finer days and crazy ways
Our legacy bright as the sun's rays

Just a little Halloween Fun.

I have been meaning to post these pics of my yard for several weeks. We decorated the first weekend of October on a very rainy day. It was miserable putting it up, but I think it turned out quite well.

Drum Roll Please

Ok all you blood hounds. It is time to get busy and win this friggin contest. I am officially starting a Picture Scavenger hunt. I hope you will participate!!!!

Official Contest Rules:

1. It’s simple, just obtain a photo of each of the following items. When you have done so post the photos on your blog and leave me a comment saying you have completed the mission. Also, tell everyone in your photo post how awesome this Knock Knock blog really is (self-gratification).

Here is the list of pics
• Nalgene Waterbottle
• Picture of you drunk (in college or otherwise)
• Favorite Wine
• Picture of you using canvas or (non-plastic) shopping bags
• A sign that says the Knock Knock Blogger is the best blogger ever
• A picture of the Napoleon Dynamite Movie (to verify you own it)

(All photos must be posted original, none can be taken from the net or otherwise. That means, if you want the prize get off your bootie and start snappin.) Did I mention the prize is awesome.

God Speed and happy hunting!!!!

You know who you are

Let me just start saying that WOOHOO4OU is Whack!!! She stops by my blog whenever she feels like it and then has the audacity to call me sick!!! Well Ms. Thing, if I do recall, we used to be referred to as M2. Just remember that makes you doubly sick! So take that!!!

Now for the real meat of the blog!!! I will have a surprise tomorrow. Don’t know what it will be yet, but let me assure you, it won’t be some stinkin Halloween costume contest that a mastermind concocted inorder to throw their loyal readers into a tizzy because they can’t figure out the answer. D-Daug why do you torture me like this???? WHY? I ask you… Why?!!!!

My Posse's On Broadway!!!

Oh!!! Sorry, I was thinking of my former profession when I titled this post.

Speaking of previous professions I have been wanting to take one of those stipper pole classes for awhile. Don't ask me why. It isn't like I will ever practice it in my alone time, but I just think it would be neat to learn some of those sextastic moves. I can just see me now a 200+ chunk trying to grip the pole with my mammoth thigh thats circumferance is as big as a "Working Girl's" waist. I am literally lmao just thinking about it.

You must be thinking that I practice a healthy dose of self-degregation daily while in fact that couldn't be further from the truth. Just today I was on the train looking at my reflection and thinking. Damn!! I am beautiful.....I mean, I realize that I am two whole people, but I still got it.

Relaxing

This has been such a relaxing weekend. We really needed it at our house. I wasn't feeling well on Thursday and Sophia was under the weather on Friday so we needed to have just a chill weekend and that is what we did. I did finish a book I had been reading "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle", I will tell you that it was a great book, but I expected more at the end. I won't go into details, but I will say it is a mammoth read being with a little over 550 pgs. and I expected a better ending. The meat of the book was exellent, the writing superb and was a very easy read. Although I wanted more from the end I don't regret spending the time on it.

Well gotta get prepared for tomorrow.

4 X 4

Top Four Wishes:

1. McCain get elected President
2. My children grow up to be respectful, loving and intelligent
3. What I want to do with my life
4. My wedding ring fit

Four Places I want to Travel:

1. Hands Down!! FIJI
2. Ireland
3. Eygpt
4. Back Home

Four Careers I want to be involved in:

1. I've always wanted to learn how to arrange flowers
2. Small Book Store Owner
3. Novelist
4. Professor

Things I would say to God at the gates of Heaven:

1. Thank You
2. I'm Sorry
3. Please Forgive Me
4. Is my Grandma here?

WLS

I am going to a Weight Loss Seminar tonight. It should be interesting as I am a hefty mama. I want to lose the weight I really do, but I don’t want to work out, stop eating fast food or take time for myself. There in lies the problem. Anyway, D-Daug give me some inspiration and tell me how much weight you have lost since you started your quest. I need encouragement.

Interview and Much More

So my only two readers (and I say this with great sadness) have been inquiring about my interview. Well here goes the answer: NO!!! The boss-man did call me and tell me that although I had scored the best on the interview (they use a stupid structured interview process at the world class company I work for) and that is was extremely impressed with the projects I have managed and my communication abilities there was a person who had a tad bit more experience who already worked for the program. This translates into: We only interviewed to make it look good with HR eventhough we already had someone in mind in the first place. I hate when people waste my time like that.

Anyway, I'm re-evaluating at this point. I have been thinking of going to grad-school for quite sometime, but I just don't know if I have the drive or time to do something so drastic. I will be honest and tell you that I feel extremely DUMB!!! I don't feel that I am being challenged at work or in my personal life. I can only read so many intelligent, witty books in a month and I am at my limit. This will sound sooo ridiculous to those who don't have children, but I feel incredibly guilty doing something like that for myself and not reserving the time I devote to that on my children. Just my thoughts; however, misplaced they maybe.

I have mentioned in the past that I work for finance atty's and have made one decision lately. I do really like the group of guys I work with. I get lots of perks and most of the time have an easy work schedule. We have been extremely busy lastely, but there are always ebbs and flows to all businesses. Anyway, I have made the decision to get my para-legal certificate. It will open a few more doors for me in the future. Eventhough, I will probably never work as a para-legal it would be good to have in my line of work.

I am sending off my application tomorrow and hopefully will know something soon. You have to have a bachelor's degree for this program and I think it will be intense, but short. One year online.

Gotta go... Tim's calling

Don't Play Coy

I know my readers can't be prudent. No one responded to the song posted below!!! Do you love it or not...

I am starting to feel abandoned.

?????

So, I recently posted about my favorite things and within that post I told you that my favorite song had not changed for many moons; however, I have found a new favorite (at the moment song) and wanted to share it with you. I love this band and this song only proves to be as good as the last one.....



Write and tell me if you like it as much as I do. Oh, and don't forget to mention if your "Sex is on Fire";)

Disclaimer for my sex recipient: Caliente!!! MUUUWWWAHHHHH

TMI...and then some

I am tired and look like utter hell today. I have been pulling single mommy duty this week while my husband is in Chicago at some business meeting. (Or so he says!!) I like to think of it as a mini-vacation. He is only meeting with other EE's for half the day and then plays, entertains and schmoozes from 12:00 until 11:00WTF!!! I am stuck here getting up at 4:30 so I can get my kids off to school in order for me to get to work so I can leave before their school closes at 5:30. AHHH!!!! So I catch the 4:36 commuter train which puts me at their school by 5:15 and tonight we have to make it to football practice by 6:00. OMG!!! When will they eat you ask? I have a plan. Over lunch today I will buy them Subway and we will eat in the car. Doesn't that sound right out of the "Perfect Storybook Family" novel. What burns me up is that when I am out of town for business Tim has grandpa come out and he works from home a lot. Well here is a newsflash. Tim is Lazy!! He doesn't want to put in the hard work. LAZY!!!!!! Well I am far superior. Not only can I multi-task, but I can keep my house cleaner than he can, get the kids to bed on time, get all homework done, bath's completed and all laundry washed and folded in two hours per night. This is why I am tired, cranky and my eyes look like someone socked me in them. Just HELL ACIOUS!!

WARNING TMI: What you are about to read is not pretty
On a different note: You know the boob I had worked on a couple months ago that I thought had healed quite nicely. Well, I might be wrong. Last night it started leaking a clear, odorless, sticky substance that was quite gross actually. Resembled that lube they use for your pap only just a bit stickier. What could this be? I don't know, but I have a call into my surgeon to try and find out. Hopefully, they will call me back soon. I am a bit anxious over it.
Grossed out yet? I warned you.

TTYL gotta work for the man.

The Finance World

Working in Aircraft Financing right now is sooo much fun!!!! NOT, everything is in crisis mode and I am pulling out my hair. It is a fun ride, but girlfriend needs a bit of reprieve.

I will tell you a secret in advance. Psst!! I have an interview tomorrow. I have been extremely tight lipped about it due to an unusual occurance of being superstitious (never has happened before), but I will break my silence and say that

1. This job would be with the same company, just a completely different realm
2. A substantial pay increase
3. Will broaden my horizons
4. Closer to home

If the secret is real and by speaking it, it will come true then I am SPEAKING LOUDLY, please, pretty please let me interview well.

However, I think I will just rely on what has always work best and trust in God that he will provide the proper path for me. He has given me the ability to be an excellent communicator and if this job calls my name then I know I will be fine.

Afterall, a wise motivational speaker once told me: It isn't about making the butterflies go away, just teaching them to fly.

Post about the results tomorrow

Introducing Lizzie

This is Lizzie. Lizzie is a Yorkie POO, more POO we think. I am a dog rescuer. I rescued Lizzie from this horrible mean, disgusting, nasty, tatted-up women who met me in the Denny's parking lot to look at this Yorkie Poo. She was very discounted, probably because she is more Poo and even though I was looking for a 50-50 mix, I just couldn't leave this adorable puppy with such a nasty lady. First off she had two dogs in one small cat crate. Lizzie gets car sick and had thrown up all over herself and the other puppy. She is in heat due to her age of 11mo. and has excessive tartar on her teeth from a poor diet. According to the vet she is perfectly healthy; however, a little skinny at 4lbs. Attila The Hun explained to me that she wasn't potty trained and that she did have her shots, but mysteriously didn't have the records on her. I said "Fine here is the money, I'm taking her now!"
Gluten for punishment I know, but this dog was being kept in a kiddie pool with a play pin over the top so she wouldn't' escape. Can you say NEGLECT!!!!

The pic above doesn't do her justice as she is not very photogenic. She is actually the cutest, sweetest little thing. She has only had 2 tiny accidents in our house and has been using her puppy pads just like she is supposed too. I think she is actually happy to be getting some much needed attention. I equate her current haircut to that of a "flowbee" job, so as soon as her hair grows a bit I will take her to the groomers and get her all fixed up with a bow and all.

I do have to admit I have never been a inside dog person because I hate pet hair and the hassle of the "accidents", but I am now a dog rescuer and by the power vested in me I have gone a little overboard.

Lizzie now has a personalized dog dish, a pink personalized doggy bed, pink tee's and tanks and above all every mini toy available at the Petco. What has happened to me, it is just a dog. I have fallen prey to all those pet traps. I can't help it I'm a dog rescuer now.

I got something new this week

I will post about it tomorrow, but just know that I have been extremely busy with this new thing and that is why I haven't posted much this week.

I will post about it later......

My favorite things....

Every year Oprah (AKA The Brainwasher) comes out with this whole list of favorite things. Of course, only about 5% of the population can afford these things so I thought I might make a list of my own favorite things. Granted, I am not in the poor house, but I still have a whopping mortgage so I think the items listed below are well within a middle-class girls budget. So before much adieu I bring to you M2's favorite things: (At this point I am envisioning a roaring audience and my butt (which has grown to be as big as Oprah's) walking on stage to announce what might be the most important things ever).

Drum Roll please:

My Birthdesigns Mothers Necklace. I Heart this so much!!!


I am addicted to this product. Love the smell, the feel; it's like fabric softener for your bod.

When I need a break and want to sit out on this:


I love enjoying a glass of my favorite beverage: All rich in Antioxidants and stuff it makes sense treating your heart this good, right?


If you haven't read the following books I highly encourage it. A poignant, author who has caught this reader's attention. I can't wait until the next one drops, in fact, I'm on the wait list with Amazon.


I absolutely would be lost without this bag!!! I seriously could not function. This is the bag of all bags. Originally constructed for bike messengers it has extreme durability and practicality. If this sounds like a commercial, it is. Please go buy this bag. I love it. Mine is x-small and just perfect for the women on the go. I can put sandals, books, my wallet, sunglasses etc... You name it's in there. It slings over the shoulder which is a must for me and I don't feel like I'm carrying the house with it's size. Can you tell how much I LOVE this bag. I would say I vote this "Best Purchase of 2008"



After losing "Benatar" my first I-Pod (I blame my ADHD). I replaced her with "Liz Phair II" She is the Queen of my domain. I live for music and this little sweetie gives me instant access to all genres without having to swap stations constantly. In case you were wondering here are the songs on my current favorite playlist.
1. Mercy by Duffy
2. Back to Black by Amy Winehouse
3. D.A.N.C.E. by Justice
4. Handlbars by Flobots
5. Foundations by Kate Nash
6. Geek in the Pink by Jason Mraz
7. Oh Boy by Duffy
8. American Boy by Estelle and Kanye
9. Chasing Pavement by Adelle
and My favorite Song of the last year and still holding steady:
10. Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova
All of these artists can be found on You Tube: Leave comments and let me know what you're listening to.


One thing I do have to say is that above all, my two favorites things in this world are my bambino's. Sister and I were listening to music last night and I was singing to her and she went and got her piano and proceeded to give me a concert. She is a performer. I just sat there and felt such pride because I knew at that moment no one could sound as sweet as she did.

muuuwwwahhh Love ya sis.

How Great Was She????

I was so amazed with this women last night. Her fight and tenacity has stirred some excitement about this election that I didn't have before. I am not a big advocate for John McCain, but she totally won me over last night. I do have to admit that I am a Republican at heart, but if I thought a candidate from another party would prove more beneficial to this country I would vote for them.

The way she carried herself was amazing and how she delivered the speech with such clarity of voice made me proud to be a Republican Women. I honestly can say she hit it out of the park!!!! Her grace and elegance astounding me, but it was her pitbull attitude that stirred up emotions. I appreciate her honesty and candor and I hope that America sees what I saw lastnight and realize that this is the kind of leadership that will make this country great again.

As I watched intently I couldn't help but feel elated by the way she exuded confidence and her buy in for the upcoming Presidency seems sincerely genuine. I know this was probably a purely strategic move on behalf of the McCain camp, but I truly believe that this was the best decision the Republican party has made in a long time.

Wow!!! Gotta Run, gonna watch it on You Tube again.

Let me know how Palin's speech effected you. Positive or Negative!!

Birthday's Just aren't the same....

I am two days closer to 40 and that isn't pretty. I have begun a very vigourous facial regimen for the crows feet that are starting to appear and am no longer being mistaken for a girl in her twenties which really bums me out, but atleast I can say my life is so much better in my thirties then my twenties.

Your twenties are all about self-discovery and learning who you are, what you want out of life and how many beers you can drink in one hour. You typically, don't have tons of money and you dread working each day instead of doing the whole student things.

Your thirties are all about family, a career if you choose and actually have a substantial amount of dollars while enjoying your own place and the wisdom of "non-stupidity" which you still held onto in your twenties.

I like the thirties better.

Let me know how you feel 20's or 30's????

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR MEEEEE!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.

IT IS MY BIRTHDAY AND I AM CURRENTLY ASKING MY THREE YEAR OLD AND MY NINE YEAR OLD WHAT THEY WANT TO DO FOR MY BIRTHDAY. IT BRINGS ME MORE JOY TO SEE THEM ENJOYING SOMETHING THEY LIKE RATHER THAN DOING THE WHOLE PARTY THING FOR ME....

ANOTHER DAY CLOSER TO 40 YIKES.

Why St. Louis??

I am going to make this very brief because I have four days off of work and want to go play. St. Louis is the most trashy city I think I have ever visited. Went to a four day conference and thought it would be fun to cite see after ajourning one evening. Boy was I wrong!!! Aside from the silvery arch and the most excellent meal at Charlie Ghettos (pronounced like Cheetos but with a g)all I saw was ghetto (pronounced like ghetto) faboulous peeps and trashy industrious buldings.

More on this subject later and why CG offered such awesome food.

You've Got to Start Somewhere

I am officially crazy. I have resorted to playing my son’s Brainage DS game and trying to strengthen my mind with Soduku, but it doesn’t seem to be working. I am forgetting everything these days. Maybe it is because my job is no longer challenging and I feel myself losing brain cells every minute of the day. I’m contemplating taking an online class just for fun so I can start reproducing those little critters before I go completely brain dead.

There used to be a time when I was ultra-creative. I made jewelry, wrote constantly, witty beyond compare and did I say smart. I am wasting away. Does anyone else feel this way? I want to get back to where I once was.

On a different note, I guess it is time for me to get back in shape and by get back I mean lose 80lbs. My husband has been working out everyday for a month and is extremely diligent. I on the other hand can’t seem to get going. At the beginning of this blog I was on a good health kick but with this toenail issue (having 2 ingrown toenails removed and then a piece permanently removed) I have been unable to wear closed toed shoes. I think I should have this thing licked by the first of September and then I can begin again.

Not only do I need a mental makeover, but a physical one as well. I have procrastinated too long. It is time.!

Spit or Swallow??

I have a new aversion and it is not what you think it is. My GAWD people get your minds out of the gutter.

I work with a hard swallower. You know the type that takes a huge swig of water and then makes a gulping sound when they swallow. It totally grosses me out. I sit about 10ft. away from her and I can hear it at my desk. I wonder if this proves useful in other areas of her life? If so, please keep this action under wraps and behind closed doors. Do not bring this to work. Don’t you know you are grossing me out? I am sure you are unaware of this action and it is just a habit, but it disgusts me. I know that I am perfect and don’t have any habits that make you sick, so please stop making me ill.

Why does God punish me with these aversions? Why do I always work with people who are obviously not as smart, pretty, competent, curvaceous and brilliant as I am. The only thing I lack is a bit more compassion. You know the thing in your heart that causes you to truly care about people. Unfortunately, I can count the people I truly care about on my fingers and toes. Okay, I lie to make myself look nicer, it is only my fingers, but you know what I just don’t care. I have my close friends and some of my family to care about, isn’t that enough?

Hotter the HELL!!!

It is blistering hot here. Summer has officially arrived and this weekend it is a scorcher. I know, pull up my girl my big-girl panties and get over it, but dang I don't have AC and I must have done something wrong because God is trying to cook me with those rays.

We will be going to swim today at Mimi's and hopefully escape this heat.

Mom! That song is Sick!!!!

According to the Slangtionary the definition of Sick is: Cool or Awesome. As in Mom that song is sick.

I have decided to start posting a weekly entry called “Music that makes Mommy’s Cooler.” If you are a mommy who feels like your turning into your mother then this is definitely for you.

You all know that I have a nine and a three year old who I love and adore and although I don’t aspire to be the “friend” mom (you all know that kind of mom). I do want to keep connected with all the latest and greatest happenings. I have always viewed myself as being in the “Know” and I hope that would prove beneficial as my children get older.

So stop the pressesd!!!! Warning: these may not be appropriate for the youngsters.

Flobots: HandleBars




MIA: Paper Planes

Trust Me, It's Not Narcolepsy

Surprise, Surprise I am in a funk. It could be a culmination of being tired and once again no sun that has me in a stupor. Or, maybe it could be that I just come by this naturally. I mean after all my life is not stressful at all. My 3 year old breaking her arm has no effect on me or my son practicing football 8 hours a week and getting home at 9:00pm isn’t wearing me down. Let’s just face it. I am not busy. I don’t spend 3 hours commuting each day. I don’t leave the house at 6:30 only to get home exactly 12hrs. later. I don’t have a huge bandage on my foot because the reoccurring ingrown toenail finally was permanently removed. (Don’t worry, just a portion!!! I will still have some semblance of a toe nail.) I don’t spend 4 hours every weekend cleaning my toilets, dusting and vacuuming because I can’t stand a messy house. People!!!! Here is a newsflash…I AM JUST NOT BUSY…

PS…..You know what would make me less busy is if a friend would win the lottery and give me a housekeeper. Ya, that would make me less busy.

Calgon Take Me Away!!!!

Have you ever worked with someone who makes you want to gnaw your hand off? Well Ladies and Gentlemen I do. Not only do I want to gnaw my hand off, but gauge my eyes out with my letter opener.

I need 5:00 bad today. The crappy thing is, I drove today so now I get to sit in traffic for 1.5hr.

CALGON TAKE ME AWAY.

Total Drama Island....

If you have a nine year old then you know of this cartoon. How it is completely inappropriate for a children’s cartoon network. It is a cartoon resembling that of a “Survivor” or one of those cheesy, no substance, TNA sporting, mind numbingly boring shows. I don’t understand why we have to bombard our kids with such junk that is dressed in sexuality and adult issues. Can’t we just let our kids be kids. They shouldn’t have to worry about who their next conquest is going to be or how overwhelming and embarrassing it is to have to practice putting a condom on a banana at age 12. If parents were doing their job it wouldn’t be necessary to shove this crap down their throats until they are ready for it.

Don’t think that I am a parent with my head in the clouds because I am not, but I have a nine year old and I know where he is. I will know where he is at 10, 11, 12, 13 and 14. I don’t believe you get the absentee parent excuse just because you are busy. At that age they shouldn’t have the opportunity to get into the kind of trouble that requires a sexual education lecture.

I want to be the one to tell him about friendship, dating and sex. I want to be the one who tells him the importance of safety and the consequences if you are not. I want full disclosure with my child, although I know there are things he is not going to share. I want him to feel comfortable coming to me with any kind of issue.

It just saddens me to see what we are doing to our kids.

All is Well!!!!

The Dr. personally notified me that all is well with my biopsy. I had expected this all along; however, it is nice to have this confirmation. When you are faced with something like this you can't help but let your mind wander to all the "what if " possibilities. At this point I will spare you the details of the horrendous things that were passing through this random brain of mine, but I will say that sometimes they weren't pretty.

For the most part I think people view me as callous because I appear to be bit unaffected by topics such as illness and tragedy. Sometimes I think I look at life too clinically and wish I didn't have such a "realistic" attitude about life and death. Let me assure you that even though I might appear to be fine it always seems to manifest itself in other areas. Maybe it is some weird coping mechanism that I have developed. I wish I could blame on a terribly abusive childhood, but it's not. Truth is, I had a great childhood, no physical, sexual or emotional abuse to speak of. No watching my parents get divorced at age 12, no boyfriend that knocked me up in high school and led me to a heroine addiction. Nothing, Nada, Zilch.

Maybe it could just be this wonderful personality I have been blessed with that has led me to have such a lack in meaningful relationships. After all, I have never been accused of being too compassionate if you know what I mean. I should just face it, when you got it, you got it and I my friends don't have it.

P.S. I do have a few friends and by friends I don't mean acquaintances. Oh!!! and my kids, their an exception to this rule. I will gobble them up I love them so much. My husband on the other hand, now that's a different story;)

Itchy!! Scratchy!!!

I am back at work today and so uncomfortable. I believe I might have developed an allergy to one of the meds that was pumped through my body over the last 4 days. Here is a break down of what I took:

1st day-Anesthetic whatever combo they gave me, don't know the specifics
Vicodin-1 pill when I got home and one 4hrs later that made me sick to my stomach
Prochlorperazine 20mg, x 1 I was really nauseous

2nd day- Tylenol and that is it

3rd morning- Terrible rash on my neck and chest.

4th evening- 100mg Benadryl

Unfortunately, I still have this rash and I don't even know what caused it. I hate being the person that always breaks out. I want to use Tide, but it makes me break out; I want to drink red wine, but it makes me horrendously red and splotchy; I want to, I want to, I want to, but I can't.

ughhh!!!! In misery I commence,

V is for....

Vicodin...

So surgery went great today, except for that uncomforatble burning sensation that feels like my tit is being burnt by a blow torch. Nothing a little Vicodin doesn't fix. I am a apologizing in advance for the Vicodin induced stupor throughout this post. While my pupils are dilated and my eyes half-mast I must say I am feeling pretty good right now.

I will findout about the biopsy by Wednesday.

Now people let me enjoy my high!!!

P.S. I love you

I did it. I got my nails done last night. I went to one of those chop shops and now i'm sick to my stomach because I keep imagining fungus growing underneath. Why did I do this? Vanity has taken control, reared its ugly head and steered me in a wrong direction. No more will I go to this place, smell the fumes, and demand new files and buffers. NO!! NO!!! NO!!!! NO!!!! Don’t get me wrong these nails look HAAAUUUUUGHTTTTT!!!! And, yes I probably will get them done again, just not at that place.

I couldn’t stop staring at them last night they are so pretty, no nail art, no weird colors and definitely not the length of a street corner hooker. Instead a Soft pink, almost nude with a length right over my skin. My husband just finds them nasty, but IIII LLUUUUUVVVV them so he'll just have to live with them. Besides, he wasn't complaining when I was giving him a back scratch last night.

It is funny how a relationship changes in that way. At first you want to do everything to please your man, you wear your hair the way he likes and compromise on beauty and style, you wear those sexy panties that are constantly riding up you’re a*s, but hey a little chaffing is nothing compared to his pleasure. You pretend to like all the same shows and that you aren’t a little jealous when it comes to other chicks in his life. You do all his laundry and fold it delicately with love and care, you leave him sexy notes, make his lunch and tell him what a stud he is in all areas of his life. You fake it in bed on those off nights that you really aren’t in the mood just to get it over with, and secretly applaud your acting abilities because he is just too stupid to realize the jokes on him. You do your makeup and hair each day, and exchange I Love You’s every hour. You are smitten!!!

Then one day it happens and believe me it will happen. You start wearing your hair how you want, cotton panties become the ol’ standby, you stop having to fake it because sex doesn’t come often enough, so whenever you’re lucky enough to get it, you enjoy it!!!! You stop saying I Love you every 60min and are happy when it happens once a day. Smitten is replaced with comfortable and you realize that although you miss the anticipation and butterflies, “comfortable” is one of the best places to be. You know what it is like to make it work and how difficult it can be. There is a peacefulness about your love and trust. You still tell him he’s a stud, but not for the reasons aforementioned, but for the friendship he provides and for the great way he fathers your kids. You love him intensely different. And just maybe; if you’re lucky, you will be the one to leave this world first and not have to face the heartache of living without him.

P.S. MUUUUWWWWAHHHHh Tim

Shut your ....No, I won't

So I had this on lock down for a while because I got all paranoid about the crazies out there viewing the pics of my bambinos, but what the hell. It is too much of a pain in my arse to log in each time so I am just going to open it back up. Yes, I am back and open for business. So all you Knock Knock lovers come drinketh from my cup.

Addicted to dead cells!!!

I just can stop biting my nails. For some unknown reason I have chewed them beyond repair. I do it subconsciously. It’s sort of like the way when you’re driving and arrive at your destination without any recollection of how you got there. That is the way I bite my nails; they are always short, but I only remember chewing them about 30% of the time. I am thinking of getting false nails, but the sad thing is, I think my nails are too short for them to glue the tips on. I am having a crisis. I just can’t stop!!!!!

Don’t get me wrong I have stopped in the past. You see this has been a habit since I was a child. I have always intermittently bitten my nails. Normally I would bite them to the point that they were just short, not jagged or peeled and they still looked at least half way decent, but now it out of control. I have gone to Mach 3 destruction and there is no turning back.

The reason I want fake nails is simple. I am vain. Not to vain to have gained 80lbs with my last child, but vain in the since that my nails look like crap and need an overhaul. I just got a new sassy haircut and my nails need to match. Right????

If I am going to do this, I need to consider a few things:
No NAIL ART
My Husband hates fake nails
My Husband thinks they are nasty
I am scared of Fungus
They are pretty
They look nice
They don’t have to be 5 foot long with crystals on them
They can be painted a nice blush color
HMMMM!!!!!

I won’t get them probably. This blog was really superficial and random today.

I'M BAAAACK

I took the past week off and went on Vacation from work, this blog, and the stressors of life. It was great to get away, enjoy nature, unplug all electrical devices and just have family time. We hiked, played on the beach, watched some great belated fireworks and just relaxed. For once I actually came back from vacation feeling like I had one instead of more tired and worn out.

I have been back since Monday, but when you're gone work seems to catch up with you and before you know it you are sifting through the rubble of the weeks past. Because I normally write this at work and have been extremely busy I have not been able to post for a while, but I assure you I will make up for it.

Previously, I had been talking about Step 1, Step 2 and now we have made it to Step 3. Step 3 is the part where the surgeon tells me that the mass looks indicative of a benign tumor; however, she cannot be sure until a biopsy has been preformed. Hence I will be having my “tumor” removed on the 25th. I had the choice to have a biopsy by the radiology department and as a result have it monitored for growth two times a year, or I could just have it removed and give myself the peace of mind. Needless to say I chose the later. I just don’t want to have to worry about it anymore.

I will keep you posted regarding the findings and as I suspect they will be good.

4th of July and 4 days after

So the fourth of July in my neighborhood was quite the spectacle. The neighbors blocked off cul-de-sac and set off gobs of fireworks. I think some of them must have spent thousands of dollars. It was really beautiful, almost like being at a professional fireworks show. It makes me really appreciate the neighborhood I live in, and how it will hopefully prove to be a positive place to raise kids. I hate paying my house payment every month, but when I see my son playing with his friends, feeling safe and carefree it takes away my discomfort about the money.

We are leaving for a short Vacation early tomorrow morning and will be gone the remainder of the week through weekend. I'm looking forward to a little R&R and some beautiful scenery. Washington State is truly endless when it comes to natural beauty. We are going to a small fishing town on the northern most tip of Washington called Sekiu. It is very quaint, in fact, it doesn't even have a grocery store. We like to stay there because it is cheap and centrally located to the rain forest, hot springs and cape flattery. It also has the best uncombed beaches, which makes for great finds and the kids love the treasure hunt. It should be a great time.

1.15 till lift off... I can't wait to get out of here.

Danielle's Reasons To Vacation In the Pacific Northwest

1. Your friends Awesome Backyard which is condusive to Coronas, Relaxation and free stays

2. The Beach and Cute Boys

3. Mt. Rainer IS COMPLETELY AWESOME and did I mention Hiking, Kayaking and just plain beautimous!!!!

Need I say More

A Kick Azz Downtown

Amazing Sunsets

and

Most of All

FRIENDS

P.S.

Chanda-Leah these are your reasons too, but DRemmi is planning a VA-K soon.

Let Freedom Ring

We are Free and I can't think of a better place to be. We live in one of the most amazing places on this earth and yet we take it for granted. I take for granted that I can go into a coffee shop, sit down with my friends, and have a drink without being blown apart by some radical suicide bomber. A place where my children have the opportunity to be what they want without having restrictions based on classicism and sexism.

We as a nation fight over wrongs and rights, make fun of our president and have become the laughing stock of the world. Other countries view us as arrogant and immoral and quite frankly we have become both. We are continually worried about political correctness and offending something that we have become "One Nation Under Nothing." We have spent some much time worrying about believing everything is okay that we stand for nothing.

So what if we are paying $5.00 a gallon for gas and we might have to adjust our already pampered lifestyles. I say we live in one of the most amazing places on this earth. I can walk down the street and not have to worry about landmines, my babies being murdered before my eyes and watch them grow hungry and impoverished.

I must admit that I am scared. I am scared for what this country is becoming. I am scared for future generations and I am scared that we have forgotten "One Nation Under God" is our anthem.

As you celebrate tomorrow I just ask that you remember all of the lives that are shed for your freedom each day. We seem to forget that while we complain about how much it costs to fill up our $50,000 SUV's.

Waiting....For Luck

Waiting for Step 3 is going to be a long two weeks. I know that I am fine and just want to get this show on the road. If my boob does need to be disected then I just want to get it done. I do wish this issue was something that I had done to myself rather than being uncontrollable.

If I had high cholestrol or high blood pressure then I could understand why it came about and know what I have to do to change it. Like stop eating the junk I put in my mouth and start excercising more.

For example, I am going to call her subject 1. Subject 1 has diabetes. After being diagnosed two months ago she decides that she will continue to eat McDonalds everyday for breakfast and lunch and then complain to others that she is not feeling well. Subject 1 is a whiner, she has an
extremely violatile tempermant and is sensitive to comments made in the best intentions. Subject 1 makes her rounds complaining about her health status and continues to wallow in self pity about the various issues that she has. Subject 1 has had many other tests in the recent weeks and although claims to be a private person cannot shut her mouth about them. Subject 1 had an Angiogram and it was found that her artieries are clear, but she has quote "hardening of the heart." OMG!!! What is the clinical term for that....

In my ideal realist world I would say to Subject 1. SHUT UP!!! You eat shit and that is why your body is acting like Shit. You can't expect to be healthy when you don't excercise and highly processed fatty foods all day. Subject 1, you complain about your life, your work and your health. AHHHH HA!!! All these things you can change. SHUT UP!!!! SHUT UP!!!! SHUT UP!!!!!

There are people in this world who can't control why they are sick. They get sick, struggle and sometimes die. Subject 1!!!!! Be lucky your ailments are all very manageable. Subject 1!!!! Be lucky you are not a two year old little girl with Down Syndrome Recovering from her last round of Chemo http://www.cbranam.blogspot.com/, be lucky, just be lucky!

Step 2

Scheduled a consultation appt. with the surgeon for July 16 @ 1:00. Apparently, they are very busy in this office and despite the nurses best efforts this is the earliest day they could get me in. She wanted to work me in on the 7th, but it didn't work out.

It is evident that they do not play around when it comes to things of this nature because they seemed to want to schedule me very urgently. I was expecting an early August appt; however, I was taken aback by the concentrated attention to this matter (Now I am really worried) I guess you have to have a tumor that has a about a 10% chance of being cancerous to qualify for expedited service in the healthcare bizz.

While I have been positively saying to myself, "this is so not cancer. I have also been thinking; Oh!!! Crap! this is the boob that is already slightly smaller (post childbirth) then the other one. When they remove the tumor it will shrink even further."

(hmmmm!!! Wonder if Bras come in two different cup sizes?)

Smashed........

It's official I have a breast tumor..... Per the radiologist she assumes it is a fibroadenomas benign connective tissue tumor and that it has a 90% probablitlity of being benign.

WHAT!!!! I am only (almost) 31.... And the way you said 90% was not very convincing.. and you want me to what... have it removed? Whoa this is all too much. My GYN was almost positive that it was a cyst. Now you say that infact it is a tumor. Okay so what are my options? Stop trying to sound optimistic and give it to me straight. I am not a optimist, I am a realist and I want to know the score.

Even if it is benign women who have had these types of tumors are at extreme risk for developing Breast Cancer in the future and due to my Grandmother's diagnosis at 39 I am pretty much SCREWED!!!!!

For now we take it one step at a time and pray just pray that I am not one of the 10%!!!!!

Step 1: GYN to set up an appt. with the Breast Surgeon.

BTW!!! The mammogram wasn't that bad and I was in awe of the awesome pic. it took. Truly amazing

100 Dollar Bill Yo....

If you live in Washington then you know of the store REI. It is a really cool co-op that sells high end outdoor gear and is truly for the outdoor enthusiast. My husband is really becoming an avid cyclist so I decide to treat him to a new pair of biking gloves and went to REI. 130.00 later I walk out with 2 pairs of sandals for my kids, a water bottle and gloves. OMG!!!! They are so spoiled.

I need to be saving the "Next Great Depression", which just happens to be creeping up on us and I am buying shoes and gloves.

You can't eat shoes and gloves.

Walk for the Cure

I walked in an amazing event this weekend, "The Race For the Cure". It was truly brilliant and extremely inspiring and it really made me stop and think of my life and how blessed I am to have such a good one. It was held a Qwest Field (Where the Seattle Seahawks Play) and there were thousands of people in attendance, in fact it took us 1.5hrs to walk 3.5 miles because the amount of people walking. Some of the more memorable team names were:

1. SAVE THE TA TA's
2. THE ITTY BITTY TITTY COMMITTEE
3. THANKS FOR THE MAMMORIES
4. BABES FOR BOOBS
5. WALKERS FOR KNOCKERS (My personal favorite)

As I looked around the stadium on Saturday I could see many women who had on the pink survivor's t-shirt and thought that could be me. I couldn't help but think about my life and it's value and what I have done to truly make a contribution in my children's life and what they would remember most about me if I were gone. Now that I am working again I feel that I don't get to contribute as much time to them as I would like and it breaks my heart to know that I could have done more when I stayed home. My plan is to only work part-time when Jenson starts middle school and Sophie starts Kindergarten. I just feel this overwhelming need to be there then.

When I walked into the facility before the race I went to the booth and picked up my shirt flag that stated that I was walking in memory of my grandmother. She lost her battle with breast cancer when I was 14 and to this day I still remember the struggles and her courageous fight to live. As I was safety pinning the flag to my shirt I couldn't help but become emotional. As my eyes welled with tears I said a prayer for all those who have had breast cancer and for those who will have breast cancer. I don't completely know my family history as my grandmother was adopted, but I can only pray that I am spared that burden to bear.

Two weeks ago I found a lump in my right breast. I am sure that it is nothing, just a cyst, but I can't help but think about the "what if's" and being at the walk this Saturday really brought those feeling to the surface. Because I am under 40 I have to have both an ultrasound and a mammogram next Monday. I am not looking forward to the appointment, but I know that it is something I must do and I have a feeling everything is going to be okay. If the news is not as positive as I expect it to be I will be quite shocked.

As I leave for today I just ask that throughout this week you say a prayer for all the haves and the have nots and maybe just maybe we will find a cure.

In My Opinion...

Women seem to rant and rave about why they do not want to be treated like sex objects and all that jazz, but I have found that many women welcome the attention.

I can't help but be bombarded with cleavage spills each time I go out. Women you have boobs just pour out and those who don't show off what they have generously.

What in the world. I am a women. I see my boobs everday and am quite used to them. If I notice the spillage then the guy who doesn't see anything but man boobs is definately going to notice those TA-TA's.

In my opinion: show a little modesty.

There you have it.

I know... I know...

Why do I lie to you guys and tell you I will post more when I don't... I mean to post, I really do, but I am so busy these days.

My man and I went to Victoria B.C. this weekend. It was a much needed break, but I really missed the kids.

I started this Blog to be all about me and my oddities, thoughts and opinions, but I have discovered that above all I am a mom and my universe really does revolve around my kids. I will continue to post about the aforementioned items, but I just might surprise you and throw something in about my rugrats. I am pretty stingy about the information I will put out there because I am possessive with them... MINE MINE MINE!!!!!; however, you never know what I might share.

I might share the time that sister told me that "she wuv me with all her heart" while squeezing my face and giving me an open mouth kiss. (two year old saliva... mmmm! tasty)

Or the time when brother was four and said that the lady at the convenience store counter "sounded like an old western".... followed up by "Mom she sounds just like the duke, does she use cigarettes sticks?"

You would have to know me, to know that my children are going to be quite possibly the coolest kids ever. Witty, beautiful, intelligent, stubborn and have a set of excellent sensibilities. Yes, the take after their mother.

Better go work. Bye

Absentee

Rest assured that I will be blogging more in the future. I promise for all of my
(3) readers that you will have tantalizing tidbits to talk about around your watercooler soon.

I will pose one question for you three to comtemplate. What is up with the toe nail art? Is this becoming a fad in the KS or just in the WA!!!! I can't stand it. All these flowers adorning the toes of sandal clad women on the four sunny days we've had since March. I believe a nice pedicure is sufficient, but rhinestones and magnolia's, come on. Plus you know they are all going to those nail chop shops and could be getting cottage cheese fungus as we speak. When you can get a mani and a pedi for $40. There is something that your not paying for and that is sterilization. This is a public service announcement: If the nail tech has to wear a mask when they are providing services, then you are probably exposing yourself to products with extremely high levels of TOXIC WASTE!!!!

If any of you have any comments please feel free to post your thoughts. I am the only one who hates nail art? Let me know.

Wordless Wednesday

I should take advantage of Wordless Wednesday, but I am going to post a little something. As I was lying around yesterday licking my wound I had a lot of time to think about why I haven't posted a lot lately. I think the reason is, I haven't had many inspirations lately. No one or topic has struck my fancy, in fact, I am getting a bit bored with the people on the train and I have just been so busy. I am starting to run down and eventhough I love the scenary here, I just long for that slower paced lifestyle.

Until next time...

Not a very good blogger lately...

I just haven't been a very good blogger lately. I have been extremely busy over the last month and this has definately taken a back seat.

The long weekend was great it was so nice to be able to spend the quality time with my family. We have an awesome bike trail that goes further into the foot hills of the mountains and we took a 25 mile bike ride on Saturday. It was so great to get out and get excercise with the family and forget about the stress of work and the busy life I leave.

Somehow God always has a way of slowing us down because as I type I am sitting on the couch with my foot elevated due to a hellacious ingrown toenail (can you say ouch!!!) I had it removed for the second time in 4 months today and at the end of July have to have the part of my toenail removed permanently. TEAR!!! At this point I am done being vain and just want a solution. Apparently the infection was very bad today. He had to dig a while to get it all out and what is gross is that my toe nail was was ingrown by 1/4 of an inch. He said it was really bad. It felt really bad.

That is what my life like right now. I'm tired gonna take a nap.

I can't believe how lazy I have been

I have posted since May 5; that is just unacceptable. I have been incredibly busy at work lately. I normally post everything at work and the past couple of weeks has been a zoo. Just let me say one thing: Working with the Chinese Consulate is not always easy. I am sure they are a bit preoccupied with the major distasters in the recent weeks. but darn it, I am about to be become a major disaster if I can't GET SOME ASSISTANCE!!!!!!


At any rate, here is a quick run down of my life over the past two weeks. (Note..My friend always uses the LO to describe her baby, but I have converted it into the SO to describe my little one Sophia. Man I am just to witty)

1. The SO turned 3 and was completey spoiled by all of her gifts

2. On my quest to lose weight my better half and I spent entirely too much money on new Trek bikes. We have the most beautiful bike trail that runs along two rivers and goes into the foot hills of Mt. Rainier. Breathtakingly beautiful. Although the two bikes made a nice dent in our savings they were well worth the money.

3. Bought some new Chaco sandals. Love them...

4. Enjoyed the beautiful 90 degree weather this weekend. (It was hot!!!!, I know I sound like a wuss and I act like I have never endured the 115 degree with 90% humidity climate of KS., but come on people I don't have air conditioning here and I have already become acclimated to this place. In fact, it's our one year anniversary today. HAPPY ANIVERSARY!!! SEATTLE

5. I enrolled the SO in a full day Montessori school for the fall. Hopefully, this will give her the education she desperately needs. The home daycare provider is just not cutting it. I don't want to sound like I am bragging, but she is incredibly smart and is becoming way to bored and causing problems at her current daycare. This school is going to be a sacrifice financially, but I think it is going to be a great opportunity for her.

6. We camped in our backyard this weekend. The better half got a firepit for his birthday and we decided to break it in with smores and a small bonfire. Both the kids had so much fun. I must say that I am not tent material. I can't stand the lack of bathroom facilities so this was a stretch for me. I know..I know... it was only in my backyard, but dang, can't a girl get a break.

That is the past two weeks in a nutshell. Pinky Promise that I will post more;)

Diet Coke and Pizza Please.....

Diet Coke, I'm on my knees
Hey girls you are beautiful..
You take your girl and multiply her by 4
Now a whole lotta woman means a whole lot more.....

I love this song.......

Interviewing a Nanny tonight. Wish me luck!!!!

I need help!!!!!

I know I said this blog was going to be devoted to only me, but I need help.

My daughter is the most stubborn, onry little girl ever. ( I know everyone thinks this, but I am quite sure Sophie is by far one of the worst) She has already been let go by one daycare because of her behavior and now is about to be let go from her current one.

Here is Sophie in a nutshell: Very determined, extremely bright, overally active, the most stubborn person I have ever met and very adorable. She does have tantrums when she doesn't get what she wants and has a very bad temper. As a baby she used to bang her head on the ground when she was mad, but our pediatrician told us this was normal for some children. She is extremely spoiled and has been since day one; however, we are tyring to work on that and have been for a while.

One thing about Sophie is that the more resistance she has the harder she fights back. If she can detect any anger in your voice she feeds off of that and gets madder and less likely to do what she is told or calm down from a fit.

Knowing this about her, I have adjusted to this, but I think others feel that this is some type of defiant behavior. It amazes me how these women (the babysitters) think that they are going to be the magical solution that whips her into shape and "by God she will do what they say"! Well this particular sitter has been great up until yesterday. She has always said that she is willing to work with Sophie and that she has a bad day every now and again. Well yesterday, I receive this e-mail stating that she is becoming increasingly stressed out and needs suggestions regarding "discipline" of Sophie. She stated she thought she was hyper (funny b/c I personally think that she is a typical 3 year old) and that maybe we should adjust her diet. She suggested that her mother (who is a teacher) come and observe a typical day with Sophie (She did this w/out asking), then she continued to state that Sophie should be evaluated by her pediatrician. WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Last I checked this person is not a child psychologist, nor does she have a college education. Does she actually think I would hop on this bandwagon.

What am I going to do? I don't want to change sitters again because I do think this person is a good care provider, but I can't stand by and listen to long list of negatives about my child.

Does anyone have any suggestions? I need help!!!!! (Any suggestions regarding Sophie's behavior is also appreciated)

Please excuse the previous entry...

Please excuse the grammatical errors in my previous entry. I forgot to tell you that I am extremely tired and only half of my brain is working today.

WOWZA!!!! Not a good writer today.

Will this day ever end....?

When you look at the clock every two minutes it doesn't seem that time goes by very fast. I took an early lunch today and this afternoon seems to be creeping by.

Things are much slower today and although I am enjoying a bit of down time, I keep thinking about the millions of things I could be doing at home today. I have been known to throw huge b-day parties for my kids and because we were in the processing of moving last year I didn't get to have a birthday party for my baby girl. I am going to make up for it this year. She is turning three and although I wanted to host a fancy tea party I have been forced to have a Dora and Diego party. (NO FUN, FOR MOMMY (S0-So) that is what I call her)

Of course, we are having a few people out ( only a few b/c that is all I know here) and Tim is not the biggest socialite in the world. At times like this I do miss being around my family. As a kid we had family gathering consistently and I wanted that for my kids, but unfortunately they probably won't have the same respect for the extended family until as I do.

Anyway, enough boring stuff gotta run.

So it goes...

I can't imagine how the rest of this day is going to go....

Here is how it started.

My baby girl was clingy when I dropped her off (made me really sad):(

On the train the "hot'' guy was on there OOOhhhh LA LA!!! He is "hot"
(Tim I hope your not reading this);)

Then I got to work:

Can you find me this contract and sale agreement and give me details? AHHH!!!

Thanks for the details, now I need more details, so run around like a chicken with your head cut off investigating every detail of this lease agreement until I have everything I want. Thanks!!! You're great!!!! (AHHHH!!!! Calgon take me away)

Guest Counsel arrives (Hi nice to meet you, let me know if you need anything)!!!
Dinner Reservations ( No problem, except the three restaurants selected have no availabilty) AHHHH!!!!! Ok, use my influence and get one. Whewww!!! Got one.

Is it 5 yet?

Excuse me, but are you fat or what....

Yes, I am fat. I have totally let myself go for far too long. Now i'm afraid it is too late to get my old self back. Not only have a gained 80lbs. (yes that is right) in the past 3 years, but I have also grown an unusually nasty attitude. WTF!!!!!!

To be honest I didn't realize what I looked like to other people until I saw a picture of myself. AHHHH!!!! So Scary. It made me so sad I just burst into tears. I know that my mental health has drastically changed and how I view myself has gotten so misguided, but I still have'nt done much about it. I have compiled a list of the top 5 reasons that I have gotten so fat.

1. McDonalds
2. McDonalds
3. McDonalds
4. Laziness
5. Having a baby and making excuses regarding "the baby blues" and its contribution to my weight problem.

I know that having this weight is complety unhealthy, but I am addicted. I have grown an addiction to fast food. I love it.... I really do. Rarely used to eat three years ago, don't know what happened.

In January I made the committment to makeover my "food" life. I decided to ban myself from fast food and surprisingly enough. It has worked. I must admit that I have had it occasionally, you know a burger here and there, but can you blame me. Yum!!!

I have decided that inorder to reep the rewards of making over my diet, it is time to start excercising. Starting tomorrow I am going to start going to work out over my lunch. I am dreading this so much. Just having to get ready again and put on makeup and hose and trousers and all that jazz, just doesn't please me, but I must do something and by God!! I am so tired of saying that I am going to do something and then never do it.

Wish me luck!!!! The beauty about being human and living in America is that we can do whatever we want and be whomever we choose.

I know..I know... I just don't have much to say

I was totally into this blog this at first, but now its luster is wearing thin. My friend has all of her (Blog) favorites listed to the left side of her blog and I am on there. I think i'm on there because we are friends, not because I have anything interesting to say. I want to be on other "faves" lists, but in order for that to happen I actually have to write.

So here goes nothing......

I'm just eating some pretzels, drinking a diet dp and wishing I were in Fiji and weighed 110. Instead i'm at my desk coordinating a trip for a big time witness on a big time case thinking how easy it would be to leave a trip detail out. Visa (check), airfare (check), hotel (check), rental (check), dinner reservations (check), wiping butts (check). Oh! Wait that wasn't supposed to be in there.

The glorious sun is out...... I LOVE IT!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!

Gotta run really gotta work.

To a friend in need....

Gratitude by Nicole Nordeman

Send some rain, would You send some rain?'
Cause the earth is dry and needs to drink again
And the sun is high and we are sinking in the shade
Would You send a cloud, thunder long and loud?
Let the sky grow black and send some mercy down
Surely You can see that we are thirsty and afraid
But maybe not, not today
Maybe You'll provide in other ways
And if that's the case . . .

We'll give thanks to You
With gratitude
For lessons learned in how to thirst for You
How to bless the very sun that warms our face
If You never send us rain

Daily bread, give us daily bread
Bless our bodies, keep our children fed
Fill our cups, then fill them up again tonight
Wrap us up and warm us through
Tucked away beneath our sturdy roofs
Let us slumber safe from danger's view this time
Or maybe not, not today
Maybe You'll provide in other ways
And if that's the case . . .

We'll give thanks to You
With gratitude
A lesson learned to hunger after You
That a starry sky offers a better view if no roof is overhead And if we never taste
that bread

Oh, the differences that often are between
What we want and what we really need

So grant us peace, Jesus, grant us peace
Move our hearts to hear a single beat
Between alibis and enemies tonight
Or maybe not, not today
Peace might be another world away
And if that's the case . . .

We'll give thanks to You
With gratitude
For lessons learned in how to trust in You
That we are blessed beyond what we could ever dream
In abundance or in need
And if You never grant us peace

But Jesus, would You please . . .

For my friend...

woof!!! woof!!!!

Ode' To Chanda Leah

Oh!! Chanda Leah why did you go
I miss your hair as white as snow
Your princess dress so pink and bright
Like a star Shining through night

The tricks you had in your repatore
Were displayed for Jay Leno on Tour
Don't fret I burn a candle for you
In hopes that my admiration glows through

Your splendor is displayed
By your namesake who was made
On the day that Glennis and the dad.
Created Chanda and was glad

Her hair, not white as snow
but instead a muted red glow
She saves lives by doing tricks
To local patrons by sucking (beeep)!!!

With this said you should be proud
That your legacy is living out loud.

Always and forever.....

Luv ya M2 peace out

It is sunny today!!!!

10min. Closer to a wrinkle

I need the sun!!!!! I need the sun!!!!!! I NEED THE SUN!!!!!!

I am severly antsy right now. I want to look out at the sky and see the sun, but once again it is dreary and rainy. I think I might have to go sit in a tanning booth for 10min. just so I can feel the glow. At this point I don't care about the artifical UV rays and my wrinkles. I just want to feel that glow and eventhough the smell of the tanning place makes me sick, I will take it. It isn't a matter of want. At this point it is necessity.

My coffee made me jittery this morning. Maybe I will quit the junk.

Sorry my blogs have been so bad lately. I am telling you I need the sun.

A Foul Mood....

I can't seem to get out of this funk. I'm in such a bad place lately, and I really don't know why. I come by pessimism naturally, but dang I have been getting on my own nerves lately with all of this negativity.

Part of my issue is that I am surrounded by nut jobs. People here are so weird!!!!

Another issue is the terrible news that is out there and how parents are killing their children by doing the most horrid things imaginable. I really have a problem with people who don't take care of their children appropriately. I also have a huge problem with people not having to pay for their mistakes.

The state of this world is extremely scary. Thank God I will not be bringing in more children into this world. I hate to think of the atrocities my two children will have to endure in their lifetime. It makes me sad to think about the lack of moral fiber amongst Americans and that ridiculous "Anything Goes Attitude"

Here's a message: "Ya'll Need JESUS"

On that note: Maybe I need a little more Jesus....I'm going to church Sunday.

Outtie 5000

Long Hair

One of my biggest pet peeves is men who are going bald and try to salvage their dignity by growing their how out. I absolutely hate this. If you are going bald you should cut your hair as short as possible making it less noticeable that the hair is thining.

My husband informed me yesterday that he was growing his hair out, and guess what he is going bald.

I don't get it.

Bam....Lights Out!!!

Today started out like any other, I was rushing around, out the door, to the sitters, drinking a hot cup o' joe, on the commuter train, staring at the skeleton with Anorexia (feel so bad for her) and then off to the big B to attend a two hour meeting.

As I'm sitting in the meeting listening to the numerous financial dealings and litigation cases looming I realize I would rather be in Cancun sipping a Corona and resting the day away, but instead duty calls and I need the paycheck.

When I got back to my desk my phone was blinking with VM's from my son's school. The one day I forget my blackberry at my desk I get 5 calls from them. It was an emergency and he had gone face first into a pole. Oh! NO!!! It had happened at 8:45 and it was 10:30. At that moment I felt like the worst mom in the world. 2hrs. It took 2hrs. for them to get a hold of me. They had tried every number I had given them, my e-mail, my husbands numbers and his e-mail (he just happened to be unavailable) and finally reached my father-in-law.

I met them at the doctor's office and met a new version of my boy. One with a giant goose egg (3in. in diameter), a swollen eye that looked to be painted with royal blue eyeshadow, a huge abrasion on his cheek, and a nose with crusty blood. My God!!!! I about had a heart attack. I didn't panic, because believe it or not I seem to be very calm in these situations, but I couldn't help but worry. After having him checked out, it was determined that he would be fine and that I should just monitor him for signs of a concussion. It is now 2:00 and so far so good.

Maybe, tomorrow will be better?

Cranky....

I'm cranky and tired today because I stayed up way too late watching Rock of Love 2. That has got to be one of the most ridiculous shows on earth. I Love IT!!!! If you have ever watched the show then you know how incredibly stupid those girls are. I am not sure what drugs their mother did while they were in utero, but damn...no brain cells at all. It really makes me value my life just a little bit more.

I need coffee.
Bye

I'm Old and I didn't know it....

As a Gen-Xer, I am right on the cusp of learning all the cool texting lingo and have been diligently deciphering codes that I pulled off the internet. At this point I am starting to think I am getting a good handle on it, and then out jumps this alarming abbreviation ST&D!!!! So I'm thinking it is some sexual reference like S&M because if you know me, then you know my mind is constantly in the gutter, but I later find out it is "Stop Texting and Drive"!!! OMG!!!! I am so chaining my kids to their bed and hiring a driver to escort them everywhere.

I can just see Sophie sitting in the car with all of her over developed, highly processed, heavily make-uped friends saying "Omg!!! Like, stop texting and drive"; "Did you kiss Carson last night"; "heeehheeehhee"; "Can you believe what Emma did at that party!" Just thinking about it gives me anxiety. Can someone please get me a Xanax STAT!!!!!

Whatever happened to frilly dresses and letting little girls where big bows and having unshaved legs until seventh grade?

Whatever happened to girls not getting their periods until 13 and developing boobs at the same time?

Whatever happened to highschool girls looking 15 instead of 30?

I guess life happened and before I knew it, I was classified old and unhip. I have moved onto the age where I can only imagine life being the way it was when I was a kid and that is something I said I would never do. "No, Chance in Hell will I ever grow an old mindset."

Well there was a Chance and I am living it......and yes, my generation did give America all the best stuff, but give me a break for saying that. I'm OLD.

Hot Cup O' Joe

I know!!! I know!!! I said I wouldn't become a Seattlelite, but I find myself liking the Cafe Ole' more each day. Some mornings I long for it's rich, bold mocha flavor. I need to get off the stuff.

As a kid I remember looking at my G'ma and Mom and thinking "Yuck, I hate coffee, I'm never gonna drink that stuff." Yet here I am feigning for the delectable drink of life. I will say that I am to blame for the Starbucks demise. I don't partake in their nastiness; no, I go to this small joint on the way to work that makes their mocha's with chocolate milk. It is pure heaven in a recycled paper cup. Not only are they inventive with their mocha mixes, but also environmentally friendly and you gotta love that with Gas being 350 a gall. Oh!!!! Lest me not forget a 12oz.er is only $2 and the Nasty bean burned Starbucks Mocha is like $5. Bonus! That will give me about 1 gall. extra of petrolatum.

Apparently, according to CNN Petrolatum is of such short supply that they feel they need to further the economic hardship of America by raising the barrel prices by the small amount of 110.00. WHAT!!!!!

If the airlines keep raising prices due to Petro. people will stop flying and stop buying airplanes and then POOF!!!! I will be bankrupt. Then be in the depths of despair and depression and be at SV WEST making my friends pockets fatter. Oh!! Sorry guys did I digress.

Coffee, I just love coffee w/ International Delight Chocolate, Carmel Creamer. Mmmmm!!!!! So Good.

Oh!!! Please leave comments, I love comments.

All Over The Place

Rock Chalk championship!!!!!!

This morning I am just plain tired. My throat is scratchy and my eyes burn and I WOULDN'T TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!

I must admit that during the last two minutes of the game I became emotional!!! College Hoops are a part of life in my family and last night after many years of anticipation and disappointment those HAWKS ROCKED CHALK!!!!

M2 said she saw boobs and moons lastnight and I am jealous. If by the grace of God I could have been on Mass. street last night. These bodacious very well used (by two kids) ta-tas would have been beaming bright for all the world to see.

And in past words regarding K Heinen: I would have

"Got real drunk and hurt her leg
Now she's back for another keg"

That's how my night would have gone.....

Agitated

I am increasingly agitated today, because I have been riding the earlier train and it is just too busy. I have had to be at work early the past two weeks, and will be resuming my regular schedule next Monday, thank GOD!!!!! I need my normal freaks back.

I saw Cabaret this weekend and although the costumes were amazing and the MC was right on, I was constantly uncomfortable because my mom(who is in town for 2wks) is so conservative that I was uneasy because of some of the content. I paid big $ for those tickets and I could tell that she didn't really appreciate the show. Oh!!! Well, you win some you lose some.

This is random section of my blog.
I know this person who still wears hair wings. I know that "wings" are perfect for other feminine things, but hair is not one of them. She wears rings on everyone of her fingers and has those "artistic nails." EWWWW!!!!! Can someone please tell me if this also bothers them? Please let me know, is this my mental illness or is this something truly gross.

People here are not avid college basketball fans and this March I have missed home a lot. The atmosphere in KS is so alive during basketball season. I miss the fans and the constant buzz and most of all, I regret not being there on quite possibly one of the most "crazy, fanatic, fantastic, out of control nights" in Lawrence history. I will be watching from the comfort of my own home in the most "non-basketball" city around.

Tonight I will truly be "Sleepless in Seattle"

This is so Random

I ate at the best Chinese restaurant today. Seattle doesn't really have Chinese restaurants like the midwest. It is mostly teriayaki joints around here so this was a huge treat. Three months ago I decided I was too fat and I needed to do something about so I started excercising and watching me diet. Let me tell you something.....I was like a pig at the trough today. You couldn't get me away from the Buffet line for anything and I even had a coke. OMG!!!! It was soooooo good. I haven't had good Chinese food in a year.

It was bliss?

P.S. My belly hurts.

I forgot to Mention

Last night we went to a Mariners Baseball game and didn't get to bed until 12:30. OMG!!!!!! My eyes are blood shot, burning and ready to just close. I haven't stayed out that late on a work night in 10years.

I am so exhausted. This will definately prove as a reminder of how really old I have become.

I'm cranky and irritable and I better go before I write something bad about my co-worker.

This wasn't meant for Seriousness

I told myself that when I started this blog it wasn't going to get personal or too cheesy, but today I just can't help it.

I really miss being a stay-at-home mom. Sure being a part of the adult world is great and it's nice to be doing my own thing again, but I miss being with my kids.

OMG

So I thought it would be incredibly funny to pull a prank on my husband today. Afterall it is April Fools. I knew going in that he wouldn't believe me, so I made up this outlandish story about me being nauseated, over-tired and peeing all the time. I told him I had popped a positive PG test and he believed me.

I think he was about to have an anxiety attack because he was im'ing me constantly saying he had heartburn and what are going to do...we never planned for three kids...OMG!!!! You have to get to the doctor....what doctor are you seeing.....on and on and on.

April Fool's Sucka