Since I can remember, as far back as the age of three or so, I have always had very vivid and extremely violent dreams. It seems to run in the family. You want to taste something? Go ahead. It can be done in my dreams. In my dreams colors are extreme, especially red and black. They are usually very prominent factors too. Long hallways, dark forests, vasts empty lands, old houses full of dampness, caverns, caves, and tight enclosures abound. I don't need to see a horror flick for that type of action. I see it nearly every night in my dreams. Why do I get the insane priviledge of witnessing skin peeling off someone? Torture that is in the extreme and never to be believed? I wish I knew. I wish I knew where my mind gets these images as I hate horror movies and will not watch them. I … [Read more...]
Somber Morning
It's April 1st and that means it's time for the Blog Exchange. The theme this month is our favorite or a memorable post. Please help me welcome, my guest blogger, Crystal from The Longest Year. I wrote this post on a particularly exhausting day during my husband’s second deployment to Iraq – my longest year yet. I had many days I thought I wouldn’t survive the worry. I would learn later, after he returned home safely in November, that there was plenty to be worried about. After all, his own Humvee was hit by a bomb – one of several close calls during that year. This post is now bittersweet for me, as we are soon leaving the Army. My life has been forever changed by our experiences. I never knew there were so many heroes among us. This morning I went to my new Bible study, located at … [Read more...]
GNO-Old School Style
Last weekend H had his annual fantasy baseball draft. It's part of the reason I chose that weekend to head to my parents, beyond the extreme curiosity about their new place. I don't like being home when he shuffles in partly hungover and whining about all the crap food he ate all weekend. That and I always feel a bit resentful and jealous that his friends still do such things.That brings me to the point of today. Why is it ladies that we get married, have kids and that inner fun girl just says, "I'm out." She shrivels up and dies. Unless your sister is having a bachelorette party your kicky heels don't see the light of day again until the tot takes them out of the closet themself and decides to give them a whirl. I did just get a bit Carrie Bradshaw on your ass but I don't care. … [Read more...]
Hop, Skip, and Jump
on over to THIS for a laugh, groan or an Oy Vey! Seriously, I can't believe this crap.Oh and there's 46 days left until the Avon Walk. My current total is $1285.00. I NEED $1800. Donate (see bottom of page) or feel like a crummy human being for the rest of the day. … [Read more...]
A Valid Point?
H said to me the other day in a rather random conversation, "I think we all feel a bit bad about it. It's like we are all partly responsible for the problem. You know?" What was he talking about? This-And this-I have to wonder. Does he have a valid point? I think he might. She can't even get through rehab right and we're all there watching and reading. We've witnessed every falling down, peanut butter/puking, umbrella throwing moment in this girls life since she was fourteen. Shouldn't we all just stop staring at her like she's a circus freak and as H said, "Let Britney heal Britney." I know I was dying with laughter over this philosophical moment too. I am just waiting for the day however when Brit is interviewed by Matt Lauer again but this time wearing special healing beads and … [Read more...]
Long Live GNO!
Yippiee!!! It is with great pleasure that I wish to announce that I got out of the house last night!!! At long last. I'm sure some of you out there know what I mean. I get out of the house usually everyday be it the gym, errands, or a playdate, but Girls Night Out is different. We don't talk about our kids, there is sometimes alcohol and always laughter. Geez, that sounds corny. I don't care. I got me a pedicure last night chickies!! I feel purty. I normally ban that type of thing during Avon Walk training season, however there's an exception to every rule right? When my girlfriend called saying we were all having wine and nails last night I immediately said, "YES!" I didn't want to come home even after my toes were a pretty ruby slippers a la Dorothy shade of sparkly red. I did … [Read more...]
Big Thank You
Breifly I just want to say a big THANK YOU to Julie at Blogher for fixing my mess of a blog. Whew! Also to MommaK and everyone else who has made extremely generous donations to my Avon Walk for Breast Cancer. Their help has helped me get closer to my fundraising requirements and goal. THANK YOU!!Head on over to my reviews (see sidebar) and check out this week's fun find! … [Read more...]
Die! Sissy Ants Die!
First I would like to say a big THANK YOU to all of you who sent me your ant killing advice. From you I learned that cayenne pepper kills ants in sunny California while 409 Antibacterial spray works best in Hawaii. Did you know that alcohol and water will kill evil little ants residing in Massachusetts? I do now. I tried all of these techniques over the last few days. I have to say that they are working. Even the pepper. No ant is crossing my threshold now.Oh and the ant traps and Raid help too. The search for that stuff was for some reason far more complex than it ever needed to be. I looked at three stores and thought I was going to lose it as I wandered around Target today looking like a complete loon. I was shuffling the aisles with varying speeds, T.D.'s hair flying backwards … [Read more...]
If I had nuts
I've been a bit frazzled this morning. Hm.. more than a bit. We are having a grand old time in our house now that we are having full nights of sleep once again. Whoo hoo! I know we party so hard in our house. She's doing some bizarre tribal screaming thing in the early morning hours though. It's a test. Or perhaps a transition. Dictators are commanding and bark orders gruffly. This scream is more like that of a spoiled heir. We're playing a game of who breaks first at this point.I don't know why I feel so frazzled either. I'm made my deadline and what I'm working on now isn't too time sensitive. I baked my ass off yesterday, making dozens of cookies and brownies for a bake sale at H's work. It's all for the cause. The Avon Walk for Breast Cancer cause. I was thwarted in my … [Read more...]
Tears in Heaven
It's the first of the month so you know what that means. No, I'm not handing out any free cheese or anything like that. It's Blog Exchange day. This month, I'm working with Des of Diggity Des. The theme is to take a song and write about it. Welcome Des!What would you do if your small child plummeted out of a window to his death? If you are Eric Clapton, you write a song about it and share your grief with the world.Would you know my nameIf I saw you in heaven?Would it be the sameIf I saw you in heaven?I must be strongAnd carry on,'Cause I know I don't belongHere in heaven.Would you hold my handIf I saw you in heaven?Would you help me standIf I saw you in heaven?I'll find my wayThrough night and day,'Cause I know I just can't stayHere in heaven.Time can bring you down,Time can bend your … [Read more...]