Thursday, March 25, 2010

Real Friends

A Friend I have posted this today and it made me think.

Real Friend

A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest.
A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself(and doesn't feel even the least bit weird shutting your Coke/Pepsi drawer with his foot!)

A simple friend has never seen you cry.
A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.

A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names.
A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.

A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party.
A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean.

A simple friend hates it when you call after they've gone to bed.
A real friend asks you why you took so long to call.

A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems.
A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.

A simple friend wonders about your romantic history.
A real friend could blackmail you with it.

A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.
A real friend calls you after you had a fight.

A simple friend expects you to always be there for them.
A real friend expects to always be there for you!

The funny thing is I have a bunch of friends that I have never met in person face to face. And yet I would consider them real friends because if I asked any one of them to help out or do the things listed they would in a heartbeat.

So I suppose my point today is REAL FRIENDS can be friends you've never met but love all the same.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

HRT .. get some

How can one person be so back and forth and have a bug up their ass on such a regular basis? Seriously.. Maybe it's menopause.. and if that's the case she needs to see her Dr. and get some meds because I won't be the 1st one to give her a black eye as a result of her *friendliness*


Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Channeling Imelda Marcos

I have a problem. I have too many shoes. It's not that I'm constantly buying them but I RARELY get rid of any. This is because I have so many that I can't wear any out. When I was younger with no familial obligations I'd spend upwards of $100 on a pair of shoes. Now if I want the expensive ones I put it on my Christmas list for Jim.

I realized I have an issue this morning. I was standing in my closet trying to figure out what shoes I'm going to wear. I look up to the top shelf that's hard to reach and stare at the 20 or so boxes. I see a few boxes and truly can't remember what shoes are in there. So I pull one down and open it up.. WOW! I loved these! I'll wear them today ! perfect. I haven't worn them in over a year probably because I forgot they were up there.

So now I'm wondering what other super cool shoes are hiding up there..

I will be pulling boxes down tonight to at least see what I have and hopefully get rid of some I know I won't wear anymore. :)

Monday, March 15, 2010

Gymnastics Drop out.

I took CHloe to Gymnastics at the end of February so she could try it out and see if she'd like to do it every week until the weather breaks. Once it's nice we are outside ALL THE TIME so running and exercising aren't an issue. Anyway, she enjoyed that first class so I dropped the $75 (class for a month and Registration fee) and the $$ for 2 leotards because she had to have them too.

Jim took her the following week and she had a good time til some little witch told her she was ugly and not pretty. This little person is named Sara.

So last week she had a fever and we come to find out she has strep so she can't go. We'd need a makeup for that one.

Jim takes her tonight for her 2nd official class and she refuses to get into line and join the class. So much so that she started crying and pulling at her face so Jim brought her home. No need to torture the kid . So we eat the $$. We've blown more on exercise equipment that was never used. She comes home and I guess that the only reason she doesn't want to go is because Sara is there. I'm hoping that if we tell her enough that she can't let one mean little person keep her from doing something she likes it will make sense and she'll want to return. Lord.. I hope that lesson kicks in. I really think she liked it.. but because of that one damn girl it's ruined.

Friday, March 12, 2010

March Madness

No the title does not reference my current attitude towards my dear husband and significant other.

I look forward to March Madness every year.. it's the only basketball I care to watch. It's also the only time I really play to win. I drop my $5 in the pot and get a copy of the bracket. Sometimes I print out a really crisp clear one because whomever is running the pool will give out a copy that has been copied way too many times and it usually too small to read. Then I set out to choose my teams. It's a delicate process sometimes and sometimes it's a rushed affair. Either way I am usually in the running at some point which is why I look forward to it. I write it out really neatly and then make a copy for my records.

During the games I keep it handy with my red pen so I can go through and mark my wins and losses. I don't like the man to update it for me because, well let's just say his handwriting leaves a lot to be desired and I don't want a messy pool. I like it neat so there won't be any problems when I claim my winnings.. not that I have had any to claim.. ever.. but still when the day comes I want the paper to be nice and neat.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

"The Absence of Teeth" and other captured moments..


What exactly is normal. I was sure I wouldn't fit into that category. But apparently my CT scan came back as Normal.

I don't feel normal. And most people that know me would say I'm a tad on the abnormal side..

I think the Dr. is a quack.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Waiting Game

Got all my medical tests done on Friday. So now I am just waiting on the Dr. to get the results. Review them and call me. I almost don't want her to call.. I'm worried..

What a pain. I should have just skipped it. Then I wouldn't be stressed. I keep diagnosing myself. My WebMD degree is being used full time these days. I could have an aneurysm, Fibromyalgia, Rheumatoid Arthritis and a million other things that my wandering mind has conjured up.

All my so-called issues are probably psychosomatic and she'll simply refer me to a shrink.. I guess I shall see soon enough.. But I am positive she'll want and office visit and the $15 copay to discuss that she found nothing. :)

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Where does he get this stuff ?

In our rush to get out the door this morning I had the kids ready and at the front door while I ran upstairs to grab a scarf. As I'm approaching the stairs I hear Aedan and Chloe talking by the front door. I stop to listen because the look on Chloe's face shows this is good stuff.

Aedan - "You know what the bad guys do when they steal you? They do this *making a gun with his fingers and points it at her* They want to shoot you and kill you"

Me - " WHAT!!!!!!! (in the loudest scream they've heard this morning First of all .. where did you hear that ?!? That's not true! And 2nd .. What do we do if a stranger tries to talk to us ?? We run screaming away from that person, Right !?" "We never talk to strangers and always remember... big people don't need help from kids for anything so if they say they need help to find their puppy or whatever.. say no and run screaming"

Five minutes later they had forgotten about it but Jesus H Christ... I do not need that crap so damn early in the morning.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

I'm bothered

1.. I'm bothered that some little girl told my child that she was not pretty and that she was ugly and I wasn't there to retaliate. I'm bothered that I need to be the bigger person and ignore it.

2.. I'm bothered that a child I have never met is dying. I just cry every time I think about her and her family.

3.. I'm bothered that things bother me so easily.

4.. I'm bothered that I have no will power and can't diet to lose the 20 pounds I need to drop. And I can't justify spending the $$ on a gym membership because I know I'll never find the time to get there. But would love a 1/2 hour to spend on a treadmill or in a spin class. So I have to be happy with my brisk 2 mile walks most nights with my lovely neighbor.

5.. I'm bothered by stupid drivers.

6.. I'm bothered that my son can't sit still and behave during circle time.

7.. I'm bothered when I hear him say he doesn't have any friends and then quickly retracts that statement.. because I think he may really think that. And that makes me sad.

8.. I'm bothered that I can't finish this entry because it's time to go home.

So darn self centered

I realized even as I type this blog about my life that it's all about ME. My FB status, this blog, everything.. In my normal daily life I don't really put myself first at all. At least I don't think I do... I'm too busy putting everyone else first. Making sure everyone in my family is fed, clothed, clean, happy. Using my gift cards to dress the kids in the nicer clothing so when we go out I look like a schlub most days while they are decked in Gymboree etc.

As someone on the outside looking in and using only this blog and FB as a measuring gauge I'd look pretty damn self centered. I'm not.. really.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Beyond my imagination

I cannot fathom the pain that you feel when you lose a child suddenly. But to watch your baby suffer and slowly deteriorate and there is nothing you can do but hold, love and comfort that poor angel is unimaginable. I'm not sure why this one little girl touches me deeply but I cannot help but feel absolutely heartbroken for her and her family.

I came upon the blog about a baby Girl fighting for her life through a FB page referral. The referral said for every FB poster that becomes a fan of the Ruffle butts page $1 will be donated to a fund for Baby Layla Grace. So as most people probably did, I clicked on the blog for this beautiful little girl. And my heart stopped. A baby girl only 3 months or so older than my own sweet baby is dying.
Not a quick painless death, but in fact a long painful death as her family and friends pray for a miracle. She has been fighting Neuroblastoma for 10 months. And after all the surgeries and chemo and radiation and pain meds she is finally at home being loved and snuggled by her Mommy and Daddy until her Lord comes to welcome her into his arms.

Please keep this little angel and her family in your prayers.