Sunday, May 11, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Dissapointed
Tonight I was scanning some fellow bloggers on my favorites and guess who was on that list? Yeah, my own. I clicked on it only to see the date of my last post and all of a sudden I felt like I was back in junior high listening to my teacher telling me how she wished I would write my short stories, like I used to.
I am so bad about falling in in love with a certain chip, drink, or really foods in general and totally engross myself in it for a bit and then bam, I don't want anything to do with that anymore. I have been doing this odd behavior since high school, and the more I think about it, maybe this applies to blogging as well.
It makes me sad because I don't want to be done with blogging, I want to tell you guys about my day, I want to write the chapters of my life, chapters that may make some people think Jesus, it's amazing this girl is still sane and maybe make others feel, if she can do it well then so can I.
I'm getting there, I will get there, just have patience.
I am so bad about falling in in love with a certain chip, drink, or really foods in general and totally engross myself in it for a bit and then bam, I don't want anything to do with that anymore. I have been doing this odd behavior since high school, and the more I think about it, maybe this applies to blogging as well.
It makes me sad because I don't want to be done with blogging, I want to tell you guys about my day, I want to write the chapters of my life, chapters that may make some people think Jesus, it's amazing this girl is still sane and maybe make others feel, if she can do it well then so can I.
I'm getting there, I will get there, just have patience.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Out Of Order
I thought "out of order" was an appropriate title seeing as how I post so often and all. :) Anyway, I just had to share this with you guys.
Yesterday morning I came into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, Bryan was in the kitchen already and the following good morning took place.
Me: Good Morning Tiny!
Bryan: Huh? What do you mean by that?
Me: Wha?
Bryan: Are you referring to my penis size?
Me: *Giggling* No I wasn't, I don't even know where "Tiny" came from, it just popped out. OMG, that is hilarious! I have to blog about this!
Bryan: Hell no! I would rather your blogger peeps think I am well endowed k?
Me: Sure honey, no problem.
Yesterday morning I came into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, Bryan was in the kitchen already and the following good morning took place.
Me: Good Morning Tiny!
Bryan: Huh? What do you mean by that?
Me: Wha?
Bryan: Are you referring to my penis size?
Me: *Giggling* No I wasn't, I don't even know where "Tiny" came from, it just popped out. OMG, that is hilarious! I have to blog about this!
Bryan: Hell no! I would rather your blogger peeps think I am well endowed k?
Me: Sure honey, no problem.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Tails?
Last night I took the kids out to eat at our favorite Chinese buffet. Taylor has a huge love for fried shrimp, which he then soaks in soy sauce. Sometimes we have bean there and their shrimps has no tails, other times they do have the tails and I remind him not to eat the tails.
T: These are the ones with the bones in them right Momma?
M: No babe, they don't have bones, just tails. Make sure you rip the tail off remember?
T: Yeah. *Munches on a few* Momma, so what tails do they have?
M: Huh?
T: Well, are these puppy dog tails or kitty cat tails?
M: Neither. They re shrimp tails.
T: I KNOW that... But are they dog or cat?
M: They're shrimp tails hon.
T: Oh. *Resumes munching*
T: These are the ones with the bones in them right Momma?
M: No babe, they don't have bones, just tails. Make sure you rip the tail off remember?
T: Yeah. *Munches on a few* Momma, so what tails do they have?
M: Huh?
T: Well, are these puppy dog tails or kitty cat tails?
M: Neither. They re shrimp tails.
T: I KNOW that... But are they dog or cat?
M: They're shrimp tails hon.
T: Oh. *Resumes munching*
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
A Quickie
Just a quick saying that my daughter has started with, I am sure most everyone remembers the whole "Talk to the hand.........."
Well, here is Claire's version:
"Talk to the bootie cause the face off duty!"
PS. Hope everyone had a great Easter!
Well, here is Claire's version:
"Talk to the bootie cause the face off duty!"
PS. Hope everyone had a great Easter!
Sunday, March 16, 2008
The Flu
Yes, both of my children have it! Things are a little crazy for us right now but I am hoping I will have a chance this week to update everyone. Saturday the 22ND is Taylor's birthday, I can't believe he's going to be 6!! Hope everyone enjoys the rest of their weekend. :)
Monday, March 10, 2008
Exhausted
I am exhausted this morning and so is my wallet. I took Claire to see Hannah Montana yesterday, we got there at 3:30 and got home last night at 11pm. It isn't very often that I keep the kids out that late on a week night, but it was a special Mom and Daughter day for us, so I was more lenient. I have made a mental note though, Claire was bored with the concert about 30 minutes in to it so we spent the majority of our time at the carnival. There isn't much she will get on, but she loves to people watch, she gets it from her Momma. :)
Today is going to be a llloooonnnngggg day.
Today is going to be a llloooonnnngggg day.
Friday, March 7, 2008
My Son Is AMAZING!
Friday we went and had the bot ox shots done, and although Taylor cried his little heart out and screamed over and over he had changed his mind and didn't want to this after all, the needles were pretty tiny and they had rubbed a numbing cream all over the backs of his calves here was no reactions to the drug and surprisingly no bruising either. All great things!!
Yesterday morning we went back to Texas Children's to start the first day of the 9 weeks of casting. Basically, it looks like my son has two broke feet and he is trying to get the hang of walking with two casts. I will take some pictures so you all can see it. I was stressing myself out yesterday, thinking how Taylor would complain constantly about the casts, itching, sweating, etc and was trying to prepare myself for the long 9 weeks we have ahead of us. But my sweet little Taylor was having a ball stomping around the living room with his sister following him around, waiting on him hand and foot.
Children really are amazing aren't they?
Yesterday morning we went back to Texas Children's to start the first day of the 9 weeks of casting. Basically, it looks like my son has two broke feet and he is trying to get the hang of walking with two casts. I will take some pictures so you all can see it. I was stressing myself out yesterday, thinking how Taylor would complain constantly about the casts, itching, sweating, etc and was trying to prepare myself for the long 9 weeks we have ahead of us. But my sweet little Taylor was having a ball stomping around the living room with his sister following him around, waiting on him hand and foot.
Children really are amazing aren't they?
Monday, March 3, 2008
Totally Living Up To My "Senior" Title
Today at work I was on the phone and trying to make the person understand the company name I was saying.
She asked me to spell it.
I started with " K as in Cat............."
Crap.
She asked me to spell it.
I started with " K as in Cat............."
Crap.
Friday, February 29, 2008
God's Will
The title of this post comes from the name of the song by Martina McBride, I have said ever since I heard it that it was my song for Taylor, and I used to hold him and sing it to him but changed the words to say God's Taylor. Last night I found something out that would be startling to any mother, and I happened to come across the song in Napster but decided not to play it, knowing I would brake down in tears and I was trying to be strong for Taylor, I chose anger to these other children instead of tears.
Taylor has not wanted to go outside to play for about a month now, when I asked him why he wouldn't he jokingly said he was a vampire and did not like the sunlight. This was not an absurd answer because he was watching at the time the movie The Littlest Vampire quite a bit and thought it was a pretty cool movie. I just let it go and Taylor occupied himself with the wii, computer games, or playing in his room.
Last night, I was babysitting my aunt's son who is almost 15, and he had come in from playing outside with Claire and some neighbor kids. He sat down at the table and was drawing when Taylor came over to watch what he was doing. I heard Preston ask my son why he didn't want to go outside any more and his answer punched me in the stomach. Taylor told his older cousin he didn't want to go out anymore because the kids make fun of him and call him "Mr. Tippytoe".
I had no idea. I wanted to go outside and rip those kids' heads off. My son will not go out to play because other children make fun of the way he walks. It's killing me but it was also a rude awakening, it makes me realize that Taylor is not going to have an easy life if we chose not to go forth with the braces, shots, etc. My dad had mentioned to me about Taylor being teased by the way he walks, and I just shrugged it off, thinking who could possibly tease this beautiful boy? So, today is the day we go and have the first round of shots, our appointment is at 1pm so everyone keep us in your thoughts and prayers.
On a happier note, I had a conference yesterday with Taylor's teacher and school specialists to find out how well he is doing in Kindergarten, all of his tests came back in the range of where he should be for a normal 5 year old boy, oh and he is going to be graduating to the 1st grade! Momma is so very proud of you Taylor Bug!!
Taylor has not wanted to go outside to play for about a month now, when I asked him why he wouldn't he jokingly said he was a vampire and did not like the sunlight. This was not an absurd answer because he was watching at the time the movie The Littlest Vampire quite a bit and thought it was a pretty cool movie. I just let it go and Taylor occupied himself with the wii, computer games, or playing in his room.
Last night, I was babysitting my aunt's son who is almost 15, and he had come in from playing outside with Claire and some neighbor kids. He sat down at the table and was drawing when Taylor came over to watch what he was doing. I heard Preston ask my son why he didn't want to go outside any more and his answer punched me in the stomach. Taylor told his older cousin he didn't want to go out anymore because the kids make fun of him and call him "Mr. Tippytoe".
I had no idea. I wanted to go outside and rip those kids' heads off. My son will not go out to play because other children make fun of the way he walks. It's killing me but it was also a rude awakening, it makes me realize that Taylor is not going to have an easy life if we chose not to go forth with the braces, shots, etc. My dad had mentioned to me about Taylor being teased by the way he walks, and I just shrugged it off, thinking who could possibly tease this beautiful boy? So, today is the day we go and have the first round of shots, our appointment is at 1pm so everyone keep us in your thoughts and prayers.
On a happier note, I had a conference yesterday with Taylor's teacher and school specialists to find out how well he is doing in Kindergarten, all of his tests came back in the range of where he should be for a normal 5 year old boy, oh and he is going to be graduating to the 1st grade! Momma is so very proud of you Taylor Bug!!
Thursday, February 28, 2008
The Next President?
Taylor is very much into history right now, he talks about George Washington and Abraham Lincoln almost every day and asks me everytime I sit down at the computer to show him pictures of these guys.
Last night I was giving him a bath, and I wanted to squeeze his squeaky clean self after this conversation.
T: Momma, did you know way back when you couldnt live in what home you wanted to or have your own religon?
M: Really?
T: Yup. People just told you where to live and what religon you were going to be and then came George Washington and he said that we could live wherever we wanted and go to any country we wanted and have and religon we wanted too.
M: Wow, well that was very nice of him.
T: Yup. Hey Momma can we go to Africa someday so I cant meet a president that isnt already dead.
M: Bug, they live in Washinton D.C., not Africa and we'll have to see about that k?
T: But if we go, will the president be there, you know in the White House?
M: Sure.
T: Whats the name of the President right now?
M: Bush
T: Oh yeah, his brother is dead you know.
M: Hmmmm, oookkkkaaayyyy, how about we get those teethbrushed now.
T: Yup, you gotta brush your teeth cause if you dont they will all fall out and then I will have to get fake teeth like George Washington and then I will die.
M: That's right, now brush those teeth.
Last night I was giving him a bath, and I wanted to squeeze his squeaky clean self after this conversation.
T: Momma, did you know way back when you couldnt live in what home you wanted to or have your own religon?
M: Really?
T: Yup. People just told you where to live and what religon you were going to be and then came George Washington and he said that we could live wherever we wanted and go to any country we wanted and have and religon we wanted too.
M: Wow, well that was very nice of him.
T: Yup. Hey Momma can we go to Africa someday so I cant meet a president that isnt already dead.
M: Bug, they live in Washinton D.C., not Africa and we'll have to see about that k?
T: But if we go, will the president be there, you know in the White House?
M: Sure.
T: Whats the name of the President right now?
M: Bush
T: Oh yeah, his brother is dead you know.
M: Hmmmm, oookkkkaaayyyy, how about we get those teethbrushed now.
T: Yup, you gotta brush your teeth cause if you dont they will all fall out and then I will have to get fake teeth like George Washington and then I will die.
M: That's right, now brush those teeth.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
What's A Raisin?
Last night I was watching the movie A Raisin In The Sun, I had read the book in high school and was not disappointed last night, even though books are usually ten times better than the movies.
The kids were at the kitchen table coloring, when I heard this conversation:
Taylor: What's a raisin made out of?
Claire: It's a grape.
Taylor: Why does it look like all wrinkly then?
Claire: Because, it is the great, great, great, ggrrreeeaaatttt grandparent of the grape.
The kids were at the kitchen table coloring, when I heard this conversation:
Taylor: What's a raisin made out of?
Claire: It's a grape.
Taylor: Why does it look like all wrinkly then?
Claire: Because, it is the great, great, great, ggrrreeeaaatttt grandparent of the grape.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Bein' A Grown Up
My brother was down this past weeked from New Mexico visiting all of us here in Texas. He mentioned how he was "tired of datin' hos" and how you cant "bring a freak home to meet Mama", and went on to say how he is ready to settle down with a wife and children.
I told him that was a huge step and if anyone has ever seen 28 Days with Sandra Bullock, you will know where I get this idea from. I told him he really needed to start with a plant and maybe progress to a pet of sometime first, that way he was learning how to take care of something other than yourself.
He wasnt back for more than 24 hours when he went out and bought these two things:
New Friends?
Last night the kids and I went out to eat with a couple I met through work. They have a little boy (hers from a previous relationship) who is 3 and is a little firecracker. I cannot be around this kid unless I have had at least 3 beers. My kids think he is hilarious and were dissapointed that he was not going to be there, he was at his grandparents house.
Let me go back and say that Bryan and I do not have many friends, especially couple friends. I have Sheila is my BFF but she's a single parent, just like I was not too long ago, so we spent lots of time together. All of Bryan's pals are back in GA and as for couple friends, Hol and J is it.
So when this couple started to hint around that they'd like to hang out sometime, I was thrilled. We invited them over a few months ago and it worked out perfectly. Their child terrorized my home and continuosly entertained my two. The parents I could tell were in to other things (like video games and dressing up in medieval clothes) but I thought hey, it wouldnt be much fun if we were carbon copies of each other right?
So anyway, last night we went to a local restaurant where the kids can nickel and dime me to death for crappy candy/treats from the crane machine and play in the sand while us grown ups chill and sip on ice cold adult beverages. They were a little late getting there and I jokingly said how I worried they had stood me up. Both of them looked at each other and snickered, then told me they had to "do" something before they game. TMI my friends.... The evening went on with them continuing to make sexual jokes, like how big the beef was in their burgers but how she liked it that way etc. I wanted to climb under the table but managed to laugh politely and wish at the same time I was at home in front of my tv. Him blowing his nose at the table right next to me just topped the cake and I assured myself with a never again will I do this in my head.
Hol, my how I missed you and J last night.
Let me go back and say that Bryan and I do not have many friends, especially couple friends. I have Sheila is my BFF but she's a single parent, just like I was not too long ago, so we spent lots of time together. All of Bryan's pals are back in GA and as for couple friends, Hol and J is it.
So when this couple started to hint around that they'd like to hang out sometime, I was thrilled. We invited them over a few months ago and it worked out perfectly. Their child terrorized my home and continuosly entertained my two. The parents I could tell were in to other things (like video games and dressing up in medieval clothes) but I thought hey, it wouldnt be much fun if we were carbon copies of each other right?
So anyway, last night we went to a local restaurant where the kids can nickel and dime me to death for crappy candy/treats from the crane machine and play in the sand while us grown ups chill and sip on ice cold adult beverages. They were a little late getting there and I jokingly said how I worried they had stood me up. Both of them looked at each other and snickered, then told me they had to "do" something before they game. TMI my friends.... The evening went on with them continuing to make sexual jokes, like how big the beef was in their burgers but how she liked it that way etc. I wanted to climb under the table but managed to laugh politely and wish at the same time I was at home in front of my tv. Him blowing his nose at the table right next to me just topped the cake and I assured myself with a never again will I do this in my head.
Hol, my how I missed you and J last night.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Life In General
I know, I know ~ as a blogger I have been totally sucking, but then that isnt anything new. Things have just been so hectic at work and by the time I get home, do all of my nightly routine, I am just friggin exausted. Plus, I just havent been getting the whole "ooohhh I wanna post" feeling.
A long time ago I had posted a bit about my childhood, I would like to start doing that again and do like a time line, sorta like I am bossy's blog. If you havent ever been there, go there. Holly got me hooked on her, thanks Hol!! I figure I dont need to pimp your blog anymore because you're one of my few readers left. :)
In other sucky news, our television broke last Sunday and although we have warranty, it seems to actually have the repairman come out is too much for them. We call, they say "okay, we'll send him out on such and such and at this time" and the dude never knows up. We finally broke down and dragged Claire's tv out of her room and have just been using that.
Cookie orders are in so now I get the fun job of sorting them all out and hassle these folks for their monies. Good times.
Okay so this is all I have for today. As soon as I can get Bryan to post the pics of the cute-as-a-button card my daughter made us for V-Day I will. Look for it February of NEXT year. ;)
A long time ago I had posted a bit about my childhood, I would like to start doing that again and do like a time line, sorta like I am bossy's blog. If you havent ever been there, go there. Holly got me hooked on her, thanks Hol!! I figure I dont need to pimp your blog anymore because you're one of my few readers left. :)
In other sucky news, our television broke last Sunday and although we have warranty, it seems to actually have the repairman come out is too much for them. We call, they say "okay, we'll send him out on such and such and at this time" and the dude never knows up. We finally broke down and dragged Claire's tv out of her room and have just been using that.
Cookie orders are in so now I get the fun job of sorting them all out and hassle these folks for their monies. Good times.
Okay so this is all I have for today. As soon as I can get Bryan to post the pics of the cute-as-a-button card my daughter made us for V-Day I will. Look for it February of NEXT year. ;)
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Bath Time
The New Noo-Noo
I watched Bryan walk back and forth from the kitchen to the hallway, back and forth, back and forth. The entire time he is muttering to himself, which I chose to ignore as I folded the 4th load of laundry.
I hear him opening a drawer in the kitchen and say "Dammit woman!".
Me: What did you say?
Him: *Holding up a screw driver* I've been looking all over for this, and then found it in the junk drawer, where you must have stuck it. That isnt where it goes.
Me: Well, it doesnt belong on my kitchen counter either. If you guys would pick up after yourselves I wouldnt have to find new homes for your things. This house would be overloaded with crap if I wasnt constantly putting yall's things away.
Him: I'm just going to start calling you Noo-noo.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Super Bowl Weekend
We had a a very family-oriented weekend, and minus the "buy me this ~ buy me that" it was actually a lot of fun. Last Tuesday I won on the radio 4 tickets to go and see the new 3-D Hannah Montana movie and also 4 tickets to go and see the The Doodlebops.
The 3-D concert was pretty awesome, I especially loved the previews of other 3-D movies that are coming out, and I giggled each time I saw my son or daughter jump or cringe in their seats because they were convinced that thing was coming right at them! I have to say, it was totally worth the 15 bucks and you get to keep the 3-D glasses which are much better than the old paper ones we used with the one lense/one red lense. As an added bonus for some, the Jonas Brothers also performed, I just loved seeing all of the little girls screaming and hollerin' for these boys. Totally brought me back to my New Kids On The Block days. :)
Sunday we went to the concert for The Doodle Bops out at the Toyota Center, I wasnt familiar with them but Claire and Bryan were from their days of having cable and watching them on the Disney Channel. I was surprised at how well they performed, they like to say they rock out for the kiddies. The highlight for me was the tasty nachos and watching this lady haul her son up the stairs as he puked on everyone to the right of them. I heard the lady behind me tell her little girl that that is what happens when you eat a bunch a junk. The little one immediatly put down her bag of cotton candy.
So that was out weekend, Bryan did get to watch most of the game and we munched out on Mcdonalds chicken nuggets for dinner. Did ya'll do anything exciting?
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Troubled
I don't post much about Taylor since I told you all that he was diagnosed with cerebral palsy, other than the fact we were thrilled (if you can be thrilled about something lile c..p.) to find out that the type he had was low on the totem pole and he would be able to live a long and normal life, just like any other little boy.
But, it is getting closer to the dates with the specialists to start his first round of Bot ox shots and casting. I feel like I am going blind into all of this, I really no very little about cerebral palsy and although people reassure me that after all of this I will be a pro, sometimes I think is it really worth putting Taylor through all of this?
He will wear these plastic-like casts on his lower half of his body for 9 weeks, and I have to take him to the doctor once a week for adjustments etc. We have the first bot ox shots before the casting starts, because that is the how the process goes. I asked them if the Bot ox shots will hurt and was met with not anymore than a regular shot. I have my fingers crossed there. Ever since the torturous antibiotic shots he had when he ran a fever for a week straight that left my baby boy in tears and fears of needles where before there were none, I have decided that I am not going to just accept what he or she says is best.
When it comes down to it, the same question keeps running through my head. Why are we doing this again? Oh yeah, so Taylor doesn't walk on his tippy-toes and more. but really, who is it hurting if he is a toe walker until the day he dies?? Sometimes I want to call the pediatrician and specialists and tell them we have decided we do not want to do any of this, we'll just stick to the physical therapy please. Why does Taylor need to go through all of this?? Maybe there is something I am missing.
I guess the best thing would be to call and speak to someone there about all of this, before I throw Taylor over to them.
Suggestions?
But, it is getting closer to the dates with the specialists to start his first round of Bot ox shots and casting. I feel like I am going blind into all of this, I really no very little about cerebral palsy and although people reassure me that after all of this I will be a pro, sometimes I think is it really worth putting Taylor through all of this?
He will wear these plastic-like casts on his lower half of his body for 9 weeks, and I have to take him to the doctor once a week for adjustments etc. We have the first bot ox shots before the casting starts, because that is the how the process goes. I asked them if the Bot ox shots will hurt and was met with not anymore than a regular shot. I have my fingers crossed there. Ever since the torturous antibiotic shots he had when he ran a fever for a week straight that left my baby boy in tears and fears of needles where before there were none, I have decided that I am not going to just accept what he or she says is best.
When it comes down to it, the same question keeps running through my head. Why are we doing this again? Oh yeah, so Taylor doesn't walk on his tippy-toes and more. but really, who is it hurting if he is a toe walker until the day he dies?? Sometimes I want to call the pediatrician and specialists and tell them we have decided we do not want to do any of this, we'll just stick to the physical therapy please. Why does Taylor need to go through all of this?? Maybe there is something I am missing.
I guess the best thing would be to call and speak to someone there about all of this, before I throw Taylor over to them.
Suggestions?
Thursday, January 24, 2008
And The Winner Is.......
Because SO many people played *snicker*, I decided to let my daughter choose the winner out of the few that chose the correct color.
By the way, the answer was R E D!!
So, Jenna Z ~ You are the chosen one! Shoot me an email with your information and we'll get those so sweet they'll give you a tooth-ache Easter Cards from Lotta!!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
I Am Batman....
I was reading over at Lotta's about how some bloggers are hosting a "cyber-like" baby shower for a fellow blogger who is obviously having a boy. I thought how sweet, and after reading through some of the advice from a few other bloggers, Lotta's hit home the most after reading this.
*Will think you are incredibly overprotective when you insist on hovering under your boy child as he climbs up playground equipment. As they are not used to the idea that their children believe they can fly like (insert current superhero fascination here).*
A few weeks ago, I got a call from the school nurse, which for me is nothing new considering my kids' are on a first name bases with her. I am expecting to hear "I have Taylor in my office with a 100.4 fever" or "I have Claire in my office complaining of a headache", and I am not even lying about Claire's illnesses, she once went to the nurse complaining of joint pains! That girl is too much I tell you!!
Anyway, the call actually went like this:
Nurse: Ms.Mom, I have Taylor in my office, it seems he was hurt at recess.
Me: Really? What happened? Is he alright??
Nurse: Yes, he seems fine now but apparently he was on the jungle gym, at the very top and then proceeded to fall and use his face to stop.
Me: What?
Nurse: He is a bit scratched up and his glasses are all out of joint, but he doesn't seem to have broken anything.
Me: Wow. Okay, well that's good I guess.
Nurse: We cleaned up his face but we just wanted to make you aware of his little fall.
Me: Okay, well thanks.
When I got home from work and saw my baby boy's face, it looked like he had been in a fight, and the jungle gym totally whooped his ass!
Boys............ Gotta love 'em!
*Will think you are incredibly overprotective when you insist on hovering under your boy child as he climbs up playground equipment. As they are not used to the idea that their children believe they can fly like (insert current superhero fascination here).*
A few weeks ago, I got a call from the school nurse, which for me is nothing new considering my kids' are on a first name bases with her. I am expecting to hear "I have Taylor in my office with a 100.4 fever" or "I have Claire in my office complaining of a headache", and I am not even lying about Claire's illnesses, she once went to the nurse complaining of joint pains! That girl is too much I tell you!!
Anyway, the call actually went like this:
Nurse: Ms.Mom, I have Taylor in my office, it seems he was hurt at recess.
Me: Really? What happened? Is he alright??
Nurse: Yes, he seems fine now but apparently he was on the jungle gym, at the very top and then proceeded to fall and use his face to stop.
Me: What?
Nurse: He is a bit scratched up and his glasses are all out of joint, but he doesn't seem to have broken anything.
Me: Wow. Okay, well that's good I guess.
Nurse: We cleaned up his face but we just wanted to make you aware of his little fall.
Me: Okay, well thanks.
When I got home from work and saw my baby boy's face, it looked like he had been in a fight, and the jungle gym totally whooped his ass!
Boys............ Gotta love 'em!
So Much For The Day Of Freedom
Saturday morning Paris had an appointment (yes just one more appointment for me to deal with) with the groomers, the nice thing is I typically use the company that actually comes to my home and tends to her needs right in my driveway. Very nice.
So really I didn't even need to change out of my pj's when she rolled up at around 8:30ish, but I did throw on a jacket because it was freezziiinnnggg out there. It had been awhile since we used their service so I was not surprised to see the gal before was no longer the one servicing our area. The young girl seemed nice enough, but before I handed her my tiny terror, I explained that Paris was very scared and although she had never bitten anyone, she was known to snap. In her best "cooing" voice she attempted to take Paris out of my arms, but Paris was having none of that and immediately bared her teeth and started to do that thing she does with her head, sorta looking like The Exorcist.
I decided the best thing would be to muzzle Paris because I did not want her to bite the groomer lady, so I followed her outside to the van as she chose the smallest one she had. Still holding Paris, she attempted to get it on my snapping dog and as her hand came closer and closer, I felt Paris's little body tense up and ready to strike.
Just in time, I moved my hand in front of the groomer's and crunch went my knuckle as one of Paris's fangs sunk in. Somehow I managed to not make a peep as I slipped my injured hand under Paris and told the groomer I would take the muzzle inside with me and have Bryan help me get it on. I know Paris was just scared shitless and didn't mean to bite me, but I cant honestly say that for the rest of the day that I did not tread lightly around jaws.
The bite looks worse than it is, hurt like hell all Sunday but we cleaned it out well and so far my finger has not fallen off. Oh and Paris, she looks just beautiful and smells like a tulip!
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Yesterday, while my aunt was at work on what seemed like another normal day, someone was in her house going through her personal belongings and stealing her family heirlooms among other things. This person broke the guest bedroom window and entered her house, traipsing through her home like they lived there. My aunt is not materialistic and had they just stolen the television or maybe the computer, we could replace it. But this person decided to take her jewelry, and this is not just things she has bought for herself, this was my grandmother's (her mother) and my Uncle's (her brother) jewelry that are not replaceable, items that were given to her after my Grandmother and Uncle passed on. It's all gone.
This person also stole her son's PSP and a few games, plus a lock box that had a bunch of my aunt's personal papers in it (bank statements, social security papers, etc.), so now she has to go and cancel all of her credit cards, banking accounts, the list goes on and on.
The police are pretty sure this was kids, considering all of the things they COULD have stolen, but chose the pretties and a video game console. Whether this person is a child or an adult, I just want you to know something. The things that you stole from my Aunt I can get past, but what I can not forgive you for is stealing my Aunt's "soul". She has always been the strong one, the one who every one else goes to when their world is falling around their ears, the one I knew no matter what would and could make it better. Nothing seemed to scare her, after all she has been through her bravery and courage and strength always flew high like a flag. But after you, I see a different woman, someone who is afraid to go home, someone who sees a giant wall that she is not sure if she can get over, someone who is broken and torn and lost.
Because of that ~ I hope that you do not go unpunished. I hope you lay awake in your bed fretting over whether or not you are going to get caught, what will happen to you, what you're parents will say.............
I hope she gets a chance to look you in the eyes and see there is nothing to be afraid of, just a child that has lost his way.
So really I didn't even need to change out of my pj's when she rolled up at around 8:30ish, but I did throw on a jacket because it was freezziiinnnggg out there. It had been awhile since we used their service so I was not surprised to see the gal before was no longer the one servicing our area. The young girl seemed nice enough, but before I handed her my tiny terror, I explained that Paris was very scared and although she had never bitten anyone, she was known to snap. In her best "cooing" voice she attempted to take Paris out of my arms, but Paris was having none of that and immediately bared her teeth and started to do that thing she does with her head, sorta looking like The Exorcist.
I decided the best thing would be to muzzle Paris because I did not want her to bite the groomer lady, so I followed her outside to the van as she chose the smallest one she had. Still holding Paris, she attempted to get it on my snapping dog and as her hand came closer and closer, I felt Paris's little body tense up and ready to strike.
Just in time, I moved my hand in front of the groomer's and crunch went my knuckle as one of Paris's fangs sunk in. Somehow I managed to not make a peep as I slipped my injured hand under Paris and told the groomer I would take the muzzle inside with me and have Bryan help me get it on. I know Paris was just scared shitless and didn't mean to bite me, but I cant honestly say that for the rest of the day that I did not tread lightly around jaws.
The bite looks worse than it is, hurt like hell all Sunday but we cleaned it out well and so far my finger has not fallen off. Oh and Paris, she looks just beautiful and smells like a tulip!
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Yesterday, while my aunt was at work on what seemed like another normal day, someone was in her house going through her personal belongings and stealing her family heirlooms among other things. This person broke the guest bedroom window and entered her house, traipsing through her home like they lived there. My aunt is not materialistic and had they just stolen the television or maybe the computer, we could replace it. But this person decided to take her jewelry, and this is not just things she has bought for herself, this was my grandmother's (her mother) and my Uncle's (her brother) jewelry that are not replaceable, items that were given to her after my Grandmother and Uncle passed on. It's all gone.
This person also stole her son's PSP and a few games, plus a lock box that had a bunch of my aunt's personal papers in it (bank statements, social security papers, etc.), so now she has to go and cancel all of her credit cards, banking accounts, the list goes on and on.
The police are pretty sure this was kids, considering all of the things they COULD have stolen, but chose the pretties and a video game console. Whether this person is a child or an adult, I just want you to know something. The things that you stole from my Aunt I can get past, but what I can not forgive you for is stealing my Aunt's "soul". She has always been the strong one, the one who every one else goes to when their world is falling around their ears, the one I knew no matter what would and could make it better. Nothing seemed to scare her, after all she has been through her bravery and courage and strength always flew high like a flag. But after you, I see a different woman, someone who is afraid to go home, someone who sees a giant wall that she is not sure if she can get over, someone who is broken and torn and lost.
Because of that ~ I hope that you do not go unpunished. I hope you lay awake in your bed fretting over whether or not you are going to get caught, what will happen to you, what you're parents will say.............
I hope she gets a chance to look you in the eyes and see there is nothing to be afraid of, just a child that has lost his way.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Angel Marie
Funny Bunny Give Away!
One of my all time favorite bloggers has opened her very own Etsy shop!! Lotta over at http://mom-o-matic.blogspot.com/index.html makes the cutest jewelry and vintage cards EVAH!
I am so completely in love with the things she has made, and being the super cool gal that she is ~ she has allowed me to host a little Give Away on my blog!
So here it goes, I have a cute lil' quiz~question about Easter since the winnah will receive two amazing Easter Cards made by Lotta that you can bestow on some unsuspecting family member or friend for Happy Bunny Day!
Question: In the catalogue of kids' favorite Easter foodstuff, what color jelly bean occupies the top of the list??
Good Luck!!
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Appts Here, Appts There, Appts Everywhere
As usual things are hectic in our household, and this week is just filled to the brim of appointments. I had my yearly woman check up on Monday which they chose to wait until I drove the 30-45 minute drive and arrive to inform me the doctor had had an emergency and I would need to reschedule. That is after I called right before I even left for the appointment. Grrrrrr.
Tomorrow I have a dentist appointment to get some fillings done on the left hand side of my mouth, and we all know what a treat that will be. I always find it quite interested trying to eat when I can't even feel my lips. Last time I had an itch on my face and even though I knew I was scratching it, I could not FEEL it. Thursday morning Taylor has an appointment with the dentist as well to get one filling. Even though we make sure and brush the kids teeth every morning and night, he still managed to get one cavity even though Claire has none. According to their dentist Taylor really deep grooves in his teeth so it is easier for food to become trapped.
And then last but not least, our dog Jojo has an appointment with the vet on Friday morning to get his rabies shot and to have his leg looked at. Last Saturday he was in the backyard playing with my sister's puppy when we hear him yelp. He has been a 3-legged wonder dog ever since, and we have no idea what the hell happened to him. Please keep your fingers crossed that we're not going to have to sell a kidney to fix him.
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Last Saturday I attended MamaDramaConQuesoII and am so glad that I did! I met some really nice bloggers that I had not known before and got to meet some folks who's blog I read every day, so for me it was like meeting a movie star. Needless to say the entire way there I was trying not to hyperventilate and told Bryan it was like walking into your High School Reunion, but it was worth every minute of it ~ hives and all. :)
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Claire got lice. Again. After taking them out of daycare and switching elementary schools, we thought we were in the clear, seeing how she had not had them in about a year. But remember that birthday party I dropped my darlings off at last week?? Yeah I got a call from my BFF on Saturday to inform me that one of the dirty, I mean sweet girls that attended had lice. Grrrrr. And after doing a check of Miss Claire's head lo and behold, the bastards were back again.
Bryan did a treatment on her as I had Taylor in the other bathtub, when Bryan stopped by and asked Taylor if his head itched. Taylor said "No, but my butt does." Luckily Taylor did not get the lice and I washed his dirty self so his butt would stop itching as well.
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This Saturday is the Monster Truck Jam at the Reliant Stadium, which is something Bryan and I wanted to take the kids to but we're putting it off on the back burner until we know how much Jojo is going to put us under. It really won't be a huge disaster if we do not get to go seeing as how both of my children are scared of loud noises and those trucks can be at ear splittin' decibels. I also promised the kids we would go this weekend to the SPCA to see about maybe adopting a new kitten, so I guess we'll just see how everything works out. Hope you all are having a wonderful week!
Tomorrow I have a dentist appointment to get some fillings done on the left hand side of my mouth, and we all know what a treat that will be. I always find it quite interested trying to eat when I can't even feel my lips. Last time I had an itch on my face and even though I knew I was scratching it, I could not FEEL it. Thursday morning Taylor has an appointment with the dentist as well to get one filling. Even though we make sure and brush the kids teeth every morning and night, he still managed to get one cavity even though Claire has none. According to their dentist Taylor really deep grooves in his teeth so it is easier for food to become trapped.
And then last but not least, our dog Jojo has an appointment with the vet on Friday morning to get his rabies shot and to have his leg looked at. Last Saturday he was in the backyard playing with my sister's puppy when we hear him yelp. He has been a 3-legged wonder dog ever since, and we have no idea what the hell happened to him. Please keep your fingers crossed that we're not going to have to sell a kidney to fix him.
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Last Saturday I attended MamaDramaConQuesoII and am so glad that I did! I met some really nice bloggers that I had not known before and got to meet some folks who's blog I read every day, so for me it was like meeting a movie star. Needless to say the entire way there I was trying not to hyperventilate and told Bryan it was like walking into your High School Reunion, but it was worth every minute of it ~ hives and all. :)
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Claire got lice. Again. After taking them out of daycare and switching elementary schools, we thought we were in the clear, seeing how she had not had them in about a year. But remember that birthday party I dropped my darlings off at last week?? Yeah I got a call from my BFF on Saturday to inform me that one of the dirty, I mean sweet girls that attended had lice. Grrrrr. And after doing a check of Miss Claire's head lo and behold, the bastards were back again.
Bryan did a treatment on her as I had Taylor in the other bathtub, when Bryan stopped by and asked Taylor if his head itched. Taylor said "No, but my butt does." Luckily Taylor did not get the lice and I washed his dirty self so his butt would stop itching as well.
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This Saturday is the Monster Truck Jam at the Reliant Stadium, which is something Bryan and I wanted to take the kids to but we're putting it off on the back burner until we know how much Jojo is going to put us under. It really won't be a huge disaster if we do not get to go seeing as how both of my children are scared of loud noises and those trucks can be at ear splittin' decibels. I also promised the kids we would go this weekend to the SPCA to see about maybe adopting a new kitten, so I guess we'll just see how everything works out. Hope you all are having a wonderful week!
Too Good Not To Share In My Opinion
A United States Marine was attending some college courses between
assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan .
One of the courses had a professor who was a vowed atheist and a
member of the ACLU.
One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked
to the ceiling and flatly stated, "God, if you are real, then I want you
to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes." The
lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and
the professor proclaimed, "Here I am God. I'm still waiting." It got down
to the last couple of minutes when the Marine got out of his Chair, went
up to the professor, and cold-cocked him; knocking him off the platform. The
professor was out cold.The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The
other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence.
The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine
and asked, "What the hell is the matter with you? Why did you do that?"
The Marine calmly replied, "God was too busy today protecting
America soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid shit and act
like an asshole. So, He sent me."
assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan .
One of the courses had a professor who was a vowed atheist and a
member of the ACLU.
One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked
to the ceiling and flatly stated, "God, if you are real, then I want you
to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes." The
lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and
the professor proclaimed, "Here I am God. I'm still waiting." It got down
to the last couple of minutes when the Marine got out of his Chair, went
up to the professor, and cold-cocked him; knocking him off the platform. The
professor was out cold.The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The
other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence.
The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine
and asked, "What the hell is the matter with you? Why did you do that?"
The Marine calmly replied, "God was too busy today protecting
America soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid shit and act
like an asshole. So, He sent me."
Friday, January 11, 2008
What A Night!
Last night was my BFF's daughter's birthday party, and the kids were just thrilled at the idea of going to Chuck E Cheese's on a school night! Pizza, cake, candy, crap, Oh My!! But I have to be honest, I think I was more excited then they were because, *holding my breath*, I got to drop them OFF and and spend 2 HOURS COMPLETELY ALONE!!
Bryan called me and asked what I would be doing with my hours off and I exclaimed, "I'm gonna vacuum butt ass naked!" I was obviously kidding but what I ended up doing was pretty much just as wacky. I had me a few Bud Lights and jammed out to George Michael!! Eat your heart out! ;)
Bryan called me and asked what I would be doing with my hours off and I exclaimed, "I'm gonna vacuum butt ass naked!" I was obviously kidding but what I ended up doing was pretty much just as wacky. I had me a few Bud Lights and jammed out to George Michael!! Eat your heart out! ;)
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Hello Blogger World!
I am back to being a sucky blogger, yes, this I know. I seem to go through phases where I want to post every day about every little thing that is going on in my part of the world and then the next month I decide nothing is good enough to post. Maybe that is just me being lazy.
New Years was a great time for us, we pretty much just took it easy and stayed home ~ just the four of us. Bryan went and bought some fireworks to terrorise (entertain) the munchkins with and grilled out enough food for the entire damn street. I ended up making a plate for the old guy next door that seems to be a widow and he happily took it. Because I am old I barely made it to midnight, by 11pm (ll freaking pm people!!)I was ready for bed and actually asked Bryan if he could just wake me right before the ball dropped. He couldn't believe it and told me I could just wait, which I did and as soon as that big ass ball hit ground my butt ran and hopped into bed. Sad, very very sad.
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Anyone have big plans for the weekend? I am going to go to Mama Drama Con Queso II, come hell or high water! It is this Saturday here in Houston and if you're in the area, you should totally come and check it out. I will be the fat one downing the Bud Lites to boost my confidence.
If you're interested check into it here: http://blogs.chron.com/mamadrama/
New Years was a great time for us, we pretty much just took it easy and stayed home ~ just the four of us. Bryan went and bought some fireworks to terrorise (entertain) the munchkins with and grilled out enough food for the entire damn street. I ended up making a plate for the old guy next door that seems to be a widow and he happily took it. Because I am old I barely made it to midnight, by 11pm (ll freaking pm people!!)I was ready for bed and actually asked Bryan if he could just wake me right before the ball dropped. He couldn't believe it and told me I could just wait, which I did and as soon as that big ass ball hit ground my butt ran and hopped into bed. Sad, very very sad.
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Anyone have big plans for the weekend? I am going to go to Mama Drama Con Queso II, come hell or high water! It is this Saturday here in Houston and if you're in the area, you should totally come and check it out. I will be the fat one downing the Bud Lites to boost my confidence.
If you're interested check into it here: http://blogs.chron.com/mamadrama/
Monday, January 7, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
As Promised, Xmas Pictures.
Most of the pictures are of Claire and Taylor, the blond lady is my Aunt Jamie, the brunette haired lady is my Mother, the older gentleman is my grandfather, the old lady is my great-grandmother we lovingly call Mamo, and last but not least it my cousin Preston.
The first ones are mostly of our tree and decorations. :)
Friday, January 4, 2008
It's Official....
The in-laws have landed as of noon today in the good 'ole state of Texas. They have big plans for us this weekend, eating out, checking out the NASA Space Center, museums, a weekend chock full of runnin'.
And I just got my monthly visitor..... Grrrrrrr.
And I just got my monthly visitor..... Grrrrrrr.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Happy New Years!
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