Saturday, December 20, 2008

Quiet Beauty...

Call me crazy, but I find ice storms to be beautiful.

Not the active ice storm, but the aftermath- provided all is well with the power and no one was hurt in their travels. There is something absolutely breathtaking about the look of a tree with its limbs adorned by tiny icicles, that last leaf hanging on for dear life fossilized in crystal. I find it poetic, and just beautiful.

If I weren't with child, I would be that crazy lady outside walking around just to hear the crunch beneath the soles of my shoes; the one that can only be heard after the storm.

I would post some pictures, but I have yet to take any today, it is cold outside and I find the comfort of my warm living room much more inviting. :)


Christmas is a mere 5 days away. Where did the time go? I have a little shopping left to complete which I hope to have finished today at some point. Then there is the wrapping... Boy do I need to get in gear.

Last Sunday Hubby & I took the Midget to see Santa Clause at the mall. We stood in line for about one half hour and she was so incredibly excited until they said it was her turn- Then she froze! You can tell however by the thumbs up she is giving in the picture that hey- this is OK after all. (She and dolly are wearing their Christmas Dresses!)

She froze and never did tell Santa what she wanted, but when we asked why she said "Santa already knows. Santa knows everything!" Oh to be a child again and see the magic at Christmas.
This time of year has been a lot of fun for me because I can see how excited she is; it takes me way back to the Christmas mornings when I was a kid. I miss hearing my brother jump from his bed to the floor several times over in an attempt to wake Mom & Dad so we could see what Santa left. But I digress. We've all grown and new traditions are forming and life is good.

Christmas Eve will once again be hosted in my home. I am very much looking forward to the expressions on the kids faces when Santa comes and makes a very special visit giving them their first present. Once everyone departs for their own homes we will put reindeer food on the lawn and then shuffle the midget off to bed.

Christmas Day I will celebrate my birthday and get one year closer to not being a 20-something. Someone recently asked what I would call my blog once I am no longer a 20-something mama, but now a 30-something. After much thought- I will remain the 20-something mama forever because after all, these were the years in which my children were born and I became "Mama".

Enjoy your holidays, stay safe and drink a little egg nog for me as I am currently not allowed to have any :(
Until next time...

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Does a hug make it go away??

We have been using this Advent calendar since last Christmas:



on November 30th, Midget, Daddy & I fill the little doors with our favorite candies. This year there are 2 york peppermint patties and one Reece's peanut butter cup mini behind each of the doors. Every evening from December 1st to Christmas we open one door a night and have a little treat.

This afternoon the midget was left unattended in the living room while I prepared lunch. When I came out to check on her I noticed she was covered in chocolate and chewing something. I asked what was in her mouth and was told "I don't know"

I then notice that the door for the 16th was open. We're only on the 13th, so I go to the calendar and check the 16th and as I suspected it was EMPTY.

The culprit- one three year old covered in chocolate.

I took the candies from the 13th door and shifted them to the 16th. I also removed the candies from the 14th and put them away.

There will be no opening of doors on this night or tomorrow.

I explained why I was angry. My upset has nothing to do with the fact that she had a piece of candy she was not supposed to have- I get that she is excited and it is too tempting not to touch, but she lied to mommy and that makes me upset.

her response:

"Does a hug make the mad go away? Ya know, if I give you a hug it will be all better"

Talk about quickly making one well meaning adult trying to teach a lesson feel about 2 feet tall.

Until next time...

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Merrill Lynch CE seeking 2008 bonus of 10mil?

This is absolutey without a doubt the most disgusting thing I have seen in a very long time. This man must have quite a set to sit back and realistically think that this request is even remotely appropriate? Your thoughts??

(Reuters) - Merrill Lynch & Co Chief Executive John Thain has suggested to directors that he get a 2008 bonus of as much as $10 million, but the battered company's compensation committee is resisting his request, the Wall Street Journal said, citing people familiar with the situation.
The compensation committee has not reached a decision, but is leaning toward denying Thain and other senior executives bonuses for this year, the people told the paper.
Merrill could not be immediately reached for comment.
Shareholders on Friday approved Bank of America Corp's takeover of Merrill, a deal fraught with risk but one that would create a banking giant with a leading position in almost every major area of the financial system.
Merrill was arguably saved from extinction when it agreed to merge on September 15, an hour before Lehman Brothers Holdings Inc filed for bankruptcy. The fear was that Merrill could be next if shareholders and trading partners fled, as many did at Lehman and the former Bear Stearns Cos.
Thain has said he deserves a bonus because he helped avert what could have been a much larger crisis at the firm, people familiar with his thinking told the WSJ.
Members of Merrill's compensation committee agree with Thain that the takeover is in shareholders' best interest, but believe it would be foolish to ignore strong public sentiment against large compensation packages, the paper said, citing people familiar with their thinking.
Committee members are also weighing the fact that other Wall Street firms, including Goldman Sachs Group Inc, which did better than Merrill this year, are not giving out bonuses to top executives, the paper said.
Thain, who became Merrill's chief executive after losses in mortgage-related investments led to the October 2007 ouster of Stanley O'Neal, has also run NYSE Euronext, after a long career at Goldman.
After the Bank of America-Merrill deal is completed, he will run the merged company's global banking, securities and wealth management businesses. Thain will not be joining Bank of America's board.
(Reporting by Pratish Narayanan in Bangalore; Editing by Kazunori Takada)

original article link: http://www.reuters.com/article/topNews/idUSTRE4B70X520081208?rpc=60

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

The latest...

Sorry things from this end of the blogosphere have been quiet as of late, but I find myself completely and totally exhausted these days!

I figured I would take a moment or two and update on what's been going on in my corner of the world :)

Baby girl is doing great! We have entered our 28th week gained 19 pounds and have 12 weeks to go. Yesterday I had my glucose screening at the doctors office, no news is good news, so as long as I do not hear from them things are good.

Midget is looking forward to being a big sister and has new questions every day. the latest conversation went as follows:

Midget: "Mama, tell me about babies"

Me: "what about them?" (I should add I had a near panic attack thinking the worst question was about to be posed IE: how do they get out?)

Midget: "Well, how is she living in there, is there really a lot of water in there? You said that you had a ton of water weight yesterday"

Me: "Yes, baby- there is water in there, and your sister is swimming"

Midget: "WITHOUT FLOATIES? THAT'S AMAZING!!!"

I had to leave the room to keep her from seeing me laugh. Thankfully she didn't ask any more questions :)

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On Saturday I had to take the dog to the emergency vet. Not fun! Her diagnosis is a urinary tract infection and she was sent home with some antibiotics. She's on the mend thankfully. Poor thing, not only does it hurt to pee but the vet called her "fat" and said she needed a diet. Imagine that!

She really does need to lose weight, but who am I to judge?

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The Christmas tree is up. I promise I will send pictures as soon as I go get my camera from Nicole's house. I left it there after the twins birthday party and haven't been able to go get it yet.

Aunt Jean, I didn't forget about you- my brain is fried and I realize too late in the day that I forgot to call you back again. I do however find it funny that the hippopotamus song is stuck in your head. It's stuck in the little one's head too and I hear it every second of the day. How many times has it looped so far in this blog?

I hope everyone is enjoying the season, I am- I just wish there were more time. There are gifts to buy, cards to mail, Santa's to visit... the list goes on and on and on...

Until next time...

Saturday, November 29, 2008

I don't always do mornings...

I read a funny blog this morning about morning routines and how she sees that they can destroy a marriage. It got me to thinking. Am I a morning person? Why am I not a morning person?

"It's about the havoc mornings can wreak on a marriage. Who knew the mere act of waking up could make or break a successful union between man and wife?" ~ Lindsay Ferrier

I have to admit, like a lot of people in this world I am not a morning person; not always anyway- I guess it depends on what time I got to bed and who bothered me once I finally got there.
Did I sleep peacefully or did I spend the evening fighting off advances? Did the midget migrate to my bed and kick me every single time I FINALLY got to sleep? Did the dog decide to lay her fat body next to me and breathe on me all night?

Most nights- depending on my day and what time I get into bed are great. Except lately with the whole sleep sitting up thing we have going on due to baby girl never wanting to sleep when I want to sleep. Her nightly acrobatics are refreshing, but when you're exhausted they're less than thrilling.

My mood for the day can also depend upon the manner in which I was woken.

If hubby wakes me when he is in a well rested rammy mood the morning is destined to be a "get out of my way until the sun comes up fully" kind of morning. Said mornings are born of the annoying way in which my pillows are snatched from beneath my head and my comfy warm down comforter is taken and thrown to the floor out of my reach. Said mornings are the mornings when I seriously contemplate living by myself.

Then there are the mornings when I am greeted nicely. A kiss, and a "good morning beautiful". These mornings are my favorites and I live for these mornings. These are the mornings where I forget about the whole living by myself thing and wonder what I must have been thinking!

Then there is the way the midget wakes me. Imagine being in a deep sleep when a little person with clammy hands and feet jumps on top of you and pushes your eyelids open to say "It's not sleepy time, it's morning time WAAAAAAKE UP!!!!!!!" I guess those are the mornings that depend on quality of sleep over quantity. If I have had a rough night I need time to let the fog lift before I can function properly.

Occasionally I am woken with a smile "Good morning Mama. How was your nap?" This is going to be a good morning.

I should add... as long as I wake up on my own, in my own time... I love mornings. Just so long as there is at least a 1/2 hour of calm before the storm that is a typical day in my household :)

I guess when all is said and done, I should be happy to wake up at all right?

Are you a morning person? Why or why not?

Until next time...

Thankful just doesn't cut it...

The word thankful can not even begin to encompass how I feel today. Thankful is a great word, really- I just do not feel it completely grasps all that I have felt when I sat down this afternoon to look over the few pictures we took Thanksgiving day.


First I am thankful for great hair.
Seriously fab-u-lous hair.
At least I can say that my hair looks great even if the rest of me appears as if aliens abducted the real me and this is their Picasso rendition of my body double :)










Then there is this beautiful man to my right.
This hard working, loving man is my soul mate, father of my babies and my very best friend. We have almost spent more of our lives together than we have apart, and each new day brings more laughter and love. We have our differences just like anyone else, but at the end of the day its just him and me. I am more thankful for my husband than words can ever express. Someday we will bounce grand kids on our knees and bicker like that old married couple you see at the diner, for now we create our future one day at a time. I love you baby!


And now my beautiful mini me. A day without you is like a day without sunshine. Your intelligence is astounding, your smile and laughter are truly infectious. The love you have to give is the greatest gift anyone has ever given me. I am thankful for your wondering eyes. Through them I see the world much differently than I ever have. You have taught me to really look at what is around me and have given me a new found appreciation of all things great and small that I am sure I once had but overlooked in my travels. I love your silly jokes, your never ending questions and your loquaciousness. You are flamboyant and proud of who you are and I really truly hope these are qualities you carry with you always. I love to watch you grow and marvel in your accomplishments. I am thoroughly enjoying this journey with you and can not wait to see what tomorrow brings. I love you baby girl!







You are my love, my life, my world.
"A Happy Family Is But An Earlier Heaven"
~ John Bowring














Finally- I am thankful for this ever growing bump. I may complain daily that I don't look like me and how uncomfortable I am, but I would not trade one second for a size 6 pair of jeans and one less chin. There was a time where I thought I may never get the chance to experience this again. With every kick I get more excited about your impending arrival. I've waited a long time to meet you and long for the day I get to cradle you in my arms and look into your eyes. You have a fantastic Daddy, an amazing big sister and a great big wonderful family anxiously waiting to say hello. Take your time, but know that there have been few arrivals so greatly anticipated.




I truly have much to be thankful for; my health, my family and friends, my home. Life right now despite all of the bad in the world is still pretty good.

I hope that all of you are equally blessed. Happy Thanksgiving!

Until next time...

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Apologies...

Consider this a public apology for my blatant bitchiness over the course of the last week. Not that it is a valid or even acceptable excuse, but I think my hormones are in overdrive causing me to be more irrational and quick to jump on the crazy train than I usually would be.

That said my apologies to the following:

To my washing machine. I guess it was not entirely your fault my laundry turned blue. After all, I did load the wash into the machine, That kick was clearly not warranted.

To the lady at the check out counter in the giant last week who balked over a coupon that expired yesterday and wondered why it did not work. I apologise for rudely stating that they had expiration dates for a reason. I really need to learn when to not open my mouth.

To the lady in accounts receivable today whom I yelled at and then promptly hung up on. You may or may not have sent notices, I did not receive them, but in my defense it should not take 3 separate calls to get account numbers for 3 separate incidences filed under the same patient. However- I am sorry you did not feel it necessary to give me all of the aforementioned information one Month ago when we embarked on this process, and I am sorry I may have ruined your day today by becoming irate and curt with you on the telephone.

To my husband who has undoubtedly most of the time caught the brunt of my irritability and chose to meet that irritability with a hug rather than backlash of the hell I unleashed upon his ears.

To my mother in law who caught much of my imbalance this morning. I forwarded something which needed faxing, followed with a complaint filled phone call, then a flurry of email as new updates unfolded.

To my sister who is feeling awful today and still called to see how we were, she instead got an earful and at one point had to ask me not to yell in her ear.


I promise to try to be less of a monster to those around me.
I promise to not hang up on anyone else today.

I think I may just not answer the phone, look at the news or leave my home as we may end up with a disaster on our hands.

Monday, November 17, 2008

The latest on baby girl....

This morning I had another pre-natal visit to check on the baby girl.

To date My blood pressure is great and I have gained 16lbs. 16lbs is apparently pretty good. I do however officially hate that thing they call a scale. With any luck the extra weight will melt away once my healthy little girl is here, for now- getting her here healthy is all that matters to me, so what is a few extra pounds anyway right?

Baby girl's heart rate sounds fabulous!

We have our next appointment in 3 weeks where they will do my glucose screening. Fun! (insert sarcastic overtone here) Just what I want to do... Fast, drink something gross, hope it stays where it is supposed to then drive to the doctors with an empty stomach, and no coffee only to step on the scale and confirm I am indeed a few pounds heavier, then get poked at to give blood and wait.

Sounds like a FABULOUS day dontcha think?

In all seriousness and complete honesty though- I really am elated that all is well and that both Sophia and I are OK.

the next 15 weeks are going to fly by. So much to do- so little time!

Until next time...

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Their first "Moment" as sisters...

Tonight I experienced the greatest moment yet in this journey called motherhood.

The midget was sitting on my lap watching my ever growing belly move with baby girl's jabs and kicks. Then she placed her tiny hand on my belly and pushed a little...

Suddenly Midget yelled "SHE PUSHED BACK!"

Her face had the biggest smile I have ever seen! This was a different smile than those I am used to seeing. Excitement, anticipation, bewilderment, pure amazement all bundled into one three year old toothy grin. This grin was better than Christmas!

She spent the next few minutes "playing" with her baby sister.

I spent the next few minutes fighting back tears of joy.

At the end of today all of my worries about how My Midget will handle the impending arrival of our second child, her little sister were put to rest at least for a little while.

It appears she is just as excited about things as we are- at least for the moment. God knows things can change in an instant.

"A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life" ~Isadora James

Until next time...

Friday, November 14, 2008

The first real punishment & Feeling like a dumb dumb...

We are presently in the midst of our first real punishment in our household and I truly think Mama is taking it worse than the midget.

No Television for four whole days.

GASP! No TV???? What ever will I do without my babysitter? Just kidding. Seriously- for those of you who know me, you know how I am when it comes to the mind of the Midget and the "boob tube"

She watches little to no television all day long, and is allotted about 1/2 hour to an hour max in the evening to "unwind"

She is only permitted to watch programs on PBS, the Sprout Network and some of The Disney Channel.

At any rate, 4 days sans evening television when this is what your routine is used to makes for one cranky Mama and a child who has nothing better to do than ask "Can I watch something on TV PULLLLLEEEASE?" every 5 seconds of the night. I find myself asking what the time is more often than I would on a "normal" evening.

Her bartering and flattery skills are a thing of amazement to me.

Yesterday after her punishment had been doled out she said:

"Yanno Mama- You and Daddy do not have to take me to see Madagascar on Saturday if you let me watch TV"

It took every thing in me not to laugh. She was actually willing to give up a trip to the movies in exchange for a few evening programs?? I did not give in.

This evening after stating that I feel like a dumb dumb for dying a load of white laundry powder blue for the 3rd time today...

Go ahead take a moment and laugh! I used a whitener in some whites and missed a few pair of white socks that had thin blue tops. the tops are now a dull ugly blue and my whites are powder blue.

Doing it once was just not fun.
the second time irritated me beyond all reason.
The third time I kicked the washer.

In my defense there were 2 pair of these socks. I missed one when I discovered the first oops, and did the same when I went looking for the stray sock when I washed the clothing a second time, (I forgot I owned 2 pair of these socks) so the Third time was just because I thought maybe the dye needed a second cycle to wash out.

Now do you see why I was so irritated?? To add insult to injury- mine was not the only laundry in this washer. Hubby & the Midget had items in there as well, yet MY laundry was the only stuff that turned blue! Clearly my washer HATES me!

BUT I DIGRESS- Back to the Midget- her punishment and the skills she possesses in flattery...
I just finished telling my husband that I was feeling like quite a "dumb dumb" and she runs over, gives me a hug and says "You're not a dumb dumb you're amazing!" "Now can I watch something on TV?"

After I was done giving her a hug and saying thank you for the ego boost I said no, you're being punished.

Something tells me my point was well received and the Midget will not be kicking me again any time soon!

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Rendered Speechless...

I am rendered speechless. Last night history was made, and I am thrilled to have participated and witnessed all that I saw unfold on my TV screen.

The people have spoken, loud and clear. Change is on the way. A part of me can not help but to feel a slight (and I do mean slight) slice of empathy for our outgoing President as I would imagine it really feels pretty lousy to turn on your television set and see the streets of our nation and nations around the world teeming with people dancing and cheering for a new Presidential elect. I do not believe such a thing has ever happened before. Philadelphia looked like it did when the Phillies took the world series last week, and Times Square looked like they were waiting for the ball to drop on New Years Eve.



For those of you who missed his acceptance speech last night, here is a transcript I found on an ABC news site. Grace and Poise do not even begin to encompass the way in which this speech was delivered. Powerful, articulate and in this girls humble opinion exactly what this mess of a nation needs right now.


"Text of President-elect Barack Obama's Chicago victory speech; Tuesday, Nov. 4, 2008:
If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.
It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.
It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.
It's the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.
It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.
I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he's fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.
I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.
I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation's next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House. And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.
To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics - you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.
But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to - it belongs to you.
I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington - it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.
It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.
I know you didn't do this just to win an election and I know you didn't do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime - two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century.
Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor's bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.
The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America - I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you - we as a people will get there.
There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can't solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it's been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.
What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.
So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers - in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.
Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House - a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, "We are not enemies, but friends...though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection." And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn - I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.
And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.
For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.
This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.
She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.
And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.
At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.
When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.
When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.
She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can.
A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.
America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?
This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:
Yes We Can.
Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America."

Sunday, October 26, 2008

A CHILD!!!!!!!!! Gasp!

Yesterday we celebrated the 89th birthday of my husbands Grandfather. This was quite an event to celebrate as it is not every day someone you loves gets to celebrate such a number. I do believe the day was great despite the torrential rain outside threatening the first world series Phillies fans have seen in 15 years.
We all met at a great restaurant promptly at 2:00.

For once, this family WAS NOT LATE! In fact- we were fifteen minutes early! Maybe it's my not so nice pregnancy hormones which turn me into a possible audition for the part of the little girl on the exorcist (think green face spinning head) or- it could just be that for once we have our act together and Hubby took a shower an hour BEFORE we were to leave the house instead of THE very minute we are scheduled to leave... (to be honest- I think he only took that shower an hour earlier to try and avoid an appearance of the aforementioned character)

Upon arrival we ran for cover as the rain was picking up and in our haste to not be the party our party of 15 were waiting on this Mama forgot the umbrellas. That and the small bladder of our three year old which was screaming for relief at about the 1/2 way point of our 1/2 hour or so journey. Fortunately for us she made it :)

Lunch went well, the Midget was happy to see everyone and give her Great Grandfather his home made by her hand birthday card. Said card took a few hours the night before for her to create, so needless to say she was beyond proud! She ordered a Shirley temple to drink, spaghetti pasta with butter, stole mom mom's dinner bread and read her book. In my humble yet mommy opinion this little girl could not have behaved better.

For those of you who know me well, you KNOW that I pride myself not only in the appearance of my child, but also by her behavior. Even on her worst day she is still at the end of the day a pretty good kid. For those of you whom have had the pleasure to meet my beauty you also know how well behaved she is. We have taken her just about everywhere with us from birth to ensure that she has experienced restaurants of all kind and will not be the child everyone is looking at as if they're an alien from outer space with eight heads, sixteen eyeballs and dreadful behavior.
I can honestly say that in her three years we have only had to leave one restaurant and to be fair it was entirely our fault. Who in their right mind takes their child out for dinner at 7:00 on a Friday evening to FRIENDLIES of all places? Lesson learned :)
But I digress-

Our little girl was dressed up in her prettiest pink and black polka dot dress, her first "high heeled shoes" her pearls that look "just like Mama's" and HER BEST BEHAVIOR.

She sat through what I imagine from a 3 year old's perspective a looooong, boooooring lunch without so much as a whine, scream, cry or spilled drink.
She visited, she laughed, she ate.

Then it happened...

The hostess sat a couple behind our massive table who looked to me to be about mid-late 40's early 50's at best. These people were about the age of my parents. At the time the Midget was standing next to Mommy and Daddy playing with her necklace. She was not bothering anyone, making any noise (other than that of her necklace) and most important of all well into hour two of our lunch which for a 3 year old is a feat in and of itself.

I have ears.
I hear things.
I have made it a habit to listen to people around us when we are sitting in a restaurant with our daughter because I do not wish for her to disturb anyone. (eavesdropping is not the greatest habit, but I only listen for agitation)

The couple had been seated mere minutes before when I hear.

"Why in the hell did they sit us here? I need to be moved, There is a CHILD right here"

GASP! A CHILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This awful, terrible being is invading my space and I just may melt if I even look at her for a nanosecond.

I apologise to the company we were in as my abrupt exit was by no means quiet. If you did not hear me, maybe it was quieter than I thought- to that I say Thank God for small favors as I was boiling yet truly trying not to cause a scene.

Me: "You have got to be freaking kidding me!" (standing up and grabbing Midgets hand)
Hubby: "What?" "What's wrong"
Me: "apparently the man behind us is BOTHERED by the fact that there is a CHILD here. He very rudely announced that he needed to be moved and I guess does not even care that I COULD HEAR HIM"

I promptly removed the offensive child from your presence.
I then spent the next 10 minutes explaining to one confused little girl that SHE was not the problem and that SHE did not do ANYTHING wrong as she was UPSET to be leaving and wanted to know why MOMMY WAS UPSET WITH HER BECAUSE SHE WAS BEING GOOD!

I hope you're happy in your own misery, really... I do. I refuse to subject my observant little girl to rude glances and commentary.

Next time maybe you should take a moment to watch the child you're about to complain about before opening your mouth.

Next time maybe you should go out LATER. When you make an AFTERNOON reservation you are bound to happen upon children.

I am no so completely naive as to expect every sane person to go out and make reservations after 4:00 on a Saturday, HOWEVER- there is a reason I get a sitter when we make DINNER reservations. That reason is solely because I feel that most people go to places where you need reservations to escape children, and who am I to put them in the company of mine who may or may not remember her manners this time.

Children are children for a reason.
Children learn what they live.
Children are our greatest accomplishments and biggest reflections of ourselves.

That said- Children are our biggest responsibilities and it is our job as parents to guide and protect them. Shame on this man for complaining about this child. I would be the first to apologise to him should she be out of line even by the slightest measure. I have truthfully at times felt I can be too hard on this child as far as behavioral expectation goes. However- maybe it is my upbringing, maybe I am disillusioned to believe that little people CAN in fact coexist with us... who knows?

However- This hormonal, bitchy Mama Bear is not at all pleased with the behavior of that rude man and apologize to you for my ranting.

In my heart of hearts I believe he WAS the child he was AFRAID mine was.

Your thoughts??


Until next time...

Monday, October 6, 2008

The results are in...

AND....


It looks like we are-




We are absolutely elated!!!!!!!

Saturday, October 4, 2008

The Sound of Music...

I'm not talking about Julie Andrews shout from the mountaintops 1965 here. Today I want to talk about seasonal music.

They call it SEASONAL for a reason!

In September we have Labor Day
In October we have Halloween
In November we have Thanksgiving
In December we have Christmas

Can someone tell me why in the last week of September Macy's had their Christmas displays up and in full swing?

Can someone tell me why on Thursday Kohl's had Christmas music blaring from their PA system?


I have heard of Christmas in July. BUT- can not ever recall hearing holiday music in July.

Long gone are the days where Christmas music makes it's debut on black Friday when the masses whip out their wallets only to kill each other in line to get the latest and greatest deal which may or may not actually be "the best"

There is definitely something wrong with the world when on October first Halloween decor goes on 50% discount and the Christmas displays come out.

Is it just me or are retailers obsessed with rushing the holiday season?

I don't know about you but it makes me feel old.
Most of you have had or currently have children. You should all understand the value of a minute and know there is no need to rush anything. Those precious minutes tick by in a blink of an eye and before you know it today is gone into yesterday and tomorrow is fast approaching.

Sit back and relax.
Take your time.
Enjoy the moment.

Who knows when it will be your last.

Until next time...

Thursday, October 2, 2008

THINK PINK!

Did you know October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month?

Think Pink! Sadly no new developments toward a cure have been found to date, but people are diagnosed daily, and more die yearly.

Breast Cancer has many faces and can apply to both women as well as MEN! Yes- you men CAN get breast cancer. Know the facts. An ounce of prevention is a pound of cure!

BREAST CANCER.... God those words sound ugly. I can't even imagine hearing those words from a doctor... I don't WANT to hear those words from a doctor, EVER!

Unfortunately, the very very real truth is that 1 in 8 women will be affected by this ugly disease.
That means that between each of my 2 sisters, my mother, mother in-law, my 3 best friends and myself there is a very real possibility that one of us will be affected sometime in our lives.The scary fact... in over 70% of cases there is NO KNOWN FAMILY HISTORY of the disease.The thought of that just makes me want to cry.

"You have Cancer"... those words are NOT a death sentence. With a positive attitude and aggressive treatment this disease IS treatable. It has been said that once you have cancer you ALWAYS have cancer. knowledge is power, treatment is possible!
I have been fortunate to have never been personally affected by this illness. I do not personally know anyone who has been touched by this cancer. This however does not make me any less willing to get the facts out there for everyone I know. As I said before statistically 1 in 8 women will be affected. It is expected that this year more than 200,000 women & men will be affected.

Definition of breast cancer: Cancer that forms in tissues of the breast, usually the ducts (tubes that carry milk to the nipple) and lobules (glands that make milk). It occurs in both men and women, although male breast cancer is rare.

Estimated new cases and deaths from breast cancer in the United States in 2008:
New cases: 182,460 (female); 1,990 (male)
Deaths: 40,480 (female); 450 (male)

Know the facts
Early detection:
One of the earliest signs of breast cancer can be an abnormality that shows up on a mammogram before it can be felt. The most common signs of breast cancer are a lump in the breast; abnormal thickening of the breast; or a change in the shape or color of the breast. Finding a lump or change in your breast does not necessarily mean you have breast cancer. Additional changes that may also be signs of breast cancer include:

  • Any new, hard lump or thickening in any part of the breast
  • Change in breast size or shape
  • Dimpling or puckering of the skin
  • Swelling, redness or warmth that does not go away
  • Pain in one spot that does not vary with your monthly cycle
  • Pulling in of the nipple
  • Nipple discharge that starts suddenly and appears only in one breast
  • An itchy, sore or scaling area on one nipple

Treatment:
http://www.cancer.gov/cancertopics/treatment/breast

Questions to ask your Doctor:

http://www.healthcentral.com/breast-cancer/just-diagnosed-697-143.html

I also highly recommend everyone read the book Nordies at Noon
The personal stories of 4 women "too young" for breast cancer. I read this book 2 Octobers ago, and it touched me. The book also made me want to get the facts out there for everyone I know. We can never ever be too informed. I will be reading this book again as some time has passed and it was a really good read packed with real information.


Breast cancer is real.

Breast cancer is not something to ignore.

Make sure you do monthly self exams, a monthly exam can save your life.


For those of you unsure of how to preform BSE's (breast self exams) PLEASE watch this video at the following link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ciO3LlF0Yro

please pass this along to everyone you know.
An ounce of Prevention, is a pound of cure!

Until next time...

Monday, September 29, 2008

Palin... Is she Qualified?

I realize that politics is a touchy subject.
I realize that not everyone is of the same opinion in this years election.
This election is one of the most important we as voters will probably ever face... ever.

Here is some food for thought.

I'm having issues embedding the following videos, so please follow the links, watch and listen.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8__aXxXPVc

Jack Cafferty is ABSOLUTELY right. She should know more than this. She is asked about the bailout and begins talking about health care? Talk about skirting the issues! Give me a direct, intelligible answer, don't talk to me about trade, health care and job creation. Tell me why my tax dollars should be used to bail out corporations that helped to cause this mess! This woman in my mind is no more than an older version of this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj3iNxZ8Dww

I would rather see this girl run for VP. At least she TRIED TO ANSWER THE QUESTION THAT WAS ASKED OF HER!

For now that is all.

I do not wish to start heated debates here. Just stating my opinion and giving supporting evidence. Form your own opinions, but I ask that when you do so you think not only of yourself and your position in today's world, but the future of our country as well.

Until next time...

Friday, September 26, 2008

Out of the mouths of babes...

Tonight Midget and I had some "Mommy and Me time". This week was a particularly busy one, so we did not get as much one on one time as she needs.

SO- to remedy this problem, she and I headed to the Mall this evening.

We shopped, ate, people watched, shopped some more

Then it happened.

Every child at some point in time or another says something that the moment it passed their lips Mama wished she could turn herself inside out and become invisible.

As you all know, I am expecting. I am entering my 18th week and my wardrobe is beginning to not fit as it had previously. That said- we made a stop at Motherhood Maternity this evening to pick up a few things.

I am perusing sweaters and I hear the unmistakable sounds of my little girl chattering away to herself. Normally she is very quiet when she is talking to herself or her imaginary friend that she has yet to introduce me to. Who else could she be talking to?

Bit I digress...

"HEY MAMA!"
"Honey, SHHHH- not so loud!!"
"Buuuuut MAMA LOOOOOOOK! THIS IS THE STORE FOR THE LADIES WITH THE FAAAAT BELLIES!" (points to mannequin with maternity belly)

Go ahead and laugh... you know you want to. You also know how mortified I was as there were a good six or eight other "ladies with the faaaat bellies" in the store.

Until next time.....

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Good Friends... Bad Friends... Girlfriends

Every so often I find myself analyzing my life and the people in it. Why are they here? Lately I have found myself asking why. Why weren't my calls returned? Why did things change? Was it me? My job? My kid? I just do not get it!



Relationships among women are so incredibly complicated, I can't even begin to describe how incredibly complicated these relationships are. I do not think I will even understand them EVER AND I AM OF THE FEMALE GENDER! I really do try to form good, solid relationships, I however when I realize things are toxic cut the cord a lot quicker than most.



I really really miss the days when the only requirement for friendship was sharing or trading lunches and trading your favorite toy for the weekend. Once all of those lovely hormones kicked in, it was all down hill. Add in Jobs, Husbands/significant others, homes and children and life as we knew it would never ever be the same.



Every now and again, I will make a friend that I just instantly click with. This friend always shows up in the places I never thought I would meet someone, but this friend is instantly one whom is there no matter what. I don't feel weird telling my secrets to them, I don't even care what we talk about it...she just gets me. These are the friends I will hold onto with BOTH hands.



This is the friend that I will trust implicitly with my soul and know without a doubt that she would never hurt me or betray me. Not every friend I have made over the years was/is out to see me excel or want what's best for me. There are/were always those jealous, catty women who would love nothing more than to see me fall down so they can laugh and feel better about themselves and their current life situations.



I don't think I will EVER understand why women do the things we do to each other. It gets so tiring watching women tear each other down over some of the most petty things. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I am completely innocent. I have come across women that irritate me beyond all reason and control but I HATE when I feel that way. I like to think that I have a lot of patience, however once something sets me off, you will know without a shadow of a doubt that I HAVE HAD ENOUGH.



Every woman needs a good girlfriend. A girlfriend she can talk to about anything, nothing and everything in between. Sometimes, only WOMEN understand other women and that's when you have that friend you turn to...The one you pick up with right where you left off...The one who is just as happy to have you in her life as you are to have her in yours...The one who understands work, kids, marriage, family, etc sometimes gets in the way of your giggle together time...The one who finishes your thoughts for you...The one whose hands you NEVER let go of, even if she thought you did. These are the friends which even though you do not see them every day- remain friends just separated by a quick call to say hello every now and again or a quick email funny. These are the friends you hold on to. These are the friends you will have forever.



To all of my forever friends THANK YOU. You know who you are and I love you all. My life is filled with a bunch of wonderful women who support, love, laugh and cry with me. Without you all I do not know what or where I would be. Forever friends are here to stay... everything else is just pounds of excess baggage.



In closing- I am beginning to think that one very important woman in my life was once again right. Thanks mom.



What are your thoughts on the relationships between women and do you have any experiences to share? What makes a "forever friend" to you?

2:30 AM

It is never fun to be awake at 2:30 in the morning, unless of course you happen to be in the company of good friends celebrating with or without reason.

On Wednesday Hubby and I found ourselves awake at the ripe hour of 2:30 AM.

You see, the Midget had a nightmare and promptly took up residence in our bed. Normally, her venture to our room would not have woken the two of us up, but on this morning she happened to knock the gate at the entrance to our room over. We keep a child gate against the door so our lovely dog (I use the term lovely loosely) does not make a "mess" on the carpets downstairs. She still has not discovered the art of waking her owners to take her out and relieve herself. That said- dogs won't pee where they sleep or eat, so- she is gated when we're not home, and while we sleep.


BUT I DIGRESS-
2:30 AM let dog out
2:40 AM hear incredibly loud barking and growling coming from back yard.
2:45 AM The smell. Oh that terrible, terrible smell. The smelliest stink to ever have hit my nose.

My lovely dog encountered a SKUNK, and boy did she stink.

You see, I have never actually had the aromatic pleasure of sampling skunk spray at its freshest. At first I had no clue what the dog had gotten herself into. I almost convinced my husband that there was NO WAY she had been skunked, and that we were just going to give her a bath and she would be fine.

WELL- let me be the first to tell you that dead skunks which we happen upon as road kill smell far less pungent and disgusting than the live version.
The volume of stench is seriously immeasurable.

As a result our Dog spent 2 full days behind that gate in the kitchen because I certainly did not want her to transfer said stench to my furniture and carpets.

She was bathed numerous times.
Drenched in Natures Miracle
and covered in baking soda.

On day 2 the stench smelled much like the dead skunk smell, but is slowly dissipating.

The lingering smell in my house still has me baffled. I thought the dog was going to come in bloody as it sounded like she were fighting with something. So I quickly put the gate up so she could be checked over. That said- she never left the kitchen so I can not figure out HOW in the world the smell permeated throughout my home. I have exhausted many cans of fabreeze and Oust sprays to absorb the smell. Sadly- this is a smell that will just go away in time.

Lessons learned:

1) You do not need to live in the middle of the woods to have Pepe La Pue visit your back yard
2) Always Always ALWAYS have Nature's Miracle on hand. You can get some at your local pet store. At 2:30 in the morning this stuff came in mighty handy
3) being pregnant and bathing a smelly dog creates a big problem for an irritable gag reflex. Invest in a good gas mask.

Until Next time... I will be continuing to air out the house.

Monday, September 8, 2008

It's a beautiful morning!

On Saturday the midget turned the old age of THREE! We celebrated with a lovely party in the rain which was quite reminiscent of her first birthday party :) Regardless of the weather the Midget had a lovely day and was given some really great gifts.

We rented a moon bounce for her party which because of the weather went unused until yesterday morning. She woke me up at 6:30 by saying "MAMA! I'm STILL FREE!!!" :) (Her verbal skills are nothing less than amazing, but the "th" combination is still sometimes difficult for her. I find it adorable, hence the mocking.) She then promptly informed me that she just HAD to jump in her moon bounce in her pyjamas because it was not raining. Thus spawned phone calls to select family and friends and extreme urgency to go downstairs and outside!

Mom mom arrived a short time later and spent a good bit of time sucking water out of the moon bounce with our shop vac. We got so much rain the water was ankle deep! INSANE!

In the end, the midget got to enjoy the moon bounce for a little while and has some stories to tell about the HUUUGE spider and water bugs which decided to take up residence inside the moon bounce and scare the daylights out of my mother in law.

Lovey,

You fill my days with more laughter than I could have ever in my wildest dreams imagined. I often wonder what my life must have been like before you arrived. Each and every time I conclude that it must have been quite boring.

Your love of all things great and small, never ending yearn to give, your compassion, intelligence and your smile know no bounds.

You complete me in a way I never knew possible and I love you more than words could ever express. I know in my heart that you will be the most amazing big sister regardless of your sibling's gender. I know you will go on to do wonderful and amazing things with all of the gifts that god has given you. Just try to be little for a little while longer. You're growing so fast I'm afraid that if I blink I may miss something. Reach for the stars and achieve your dreams and know that no matter what Daddy and I are as we have been always by your side.

"Before you were conceived I wanted you. Before you were born I loved you Before you were here an hour I would die for you. This is the miracle of life." Maureen Hawkins

I found the above quote last night while researching for a project and it immediately made me think of you, the greatest surprise I have ever in my life been given. Never ever forget it. From the very moment I knew you were on your way you have been on the forefront of my mind and one of my life's greatest accomplishments.

I love you, I love you, I love you! The last 3 years of my life have been nothing less than fabulous and I can not wait to see what tomorrow brings.

Happy 3rd birthday baby girl! I hope all of your wishes come true!

Love you always,

Mama

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Pregnancy Update

15 weeks 2 days

We have MOVEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I woke up with Hubby this morning at 4:30! He gets up VERY early EVERY day. This morning was much different for me as I was strangely wide awake. I'm never wide awake at 4:30, in fact I'm usually quite cranky when the alarm wakes me so early!

At any rate, Hubby left around 5 and I decided to try and catch a few more winks when suddenly I felt a small Jab to my side. Kind of felt like what I would imagine popcorn popping would feel like. Then there was another... and another...

I have said from day one that this child demands to be recognized. Maybe because this is my second go around I am feeling this one earlier, but were about 5 weeks earlier than the first distinguishable movements from my beautiful midget!

I have thought I've felt this one prior to today, usually at night when I'm trying to sleep, this time I am certain. I have just sat for about an hour during his or her morning acrobat routine :)

YAY!!!!


Until next time!

Sunday, August 24, 2008

13 Weeks...










This is pregnancy number 5 for this mama and I am elated. This is truly my miracle baby as we are still unsure of how or when this baby was conceived. (save the lecture we KNOW how, were just not sure HOW it were possible!) This baby comes on the heels of loss number 3. We were to begin fertility testing and I called the doctor because I was running behind schedule and began to get concerned. His response was to go home, take a home test and call with the results. If it were negative, wait a week and give him a call; if positive come in immediately for bloodwork. I literally almost fell over as it was completely unexpected, but the test was positive. June 23rd, 2008 was a great day for this mama as pregnancy was confirmed and a progesterone supplement was given to sustain the pregnancy. I am happy to report that I am no longer taking the progesterone, I have not had to take it for approximately two weeks now and we are STILL pregnant!!!

We are so ridiculously excited and thank all of you for your prayers and support through this difficult journey. We have now entered the second trimester and are well on our way to bringing a new life into this world. Possibly the next Einstein, we will find out February 2009! Estimated due date is February 28th, but the ultrasound last week showed dates between the 25th and March 1st. I am secretly hoping we deliver March 1st as this is a very significant date in our lives. Hubby and I started our relationship March 1st, 1998 so if we deliver our second born on that date we will celebrate both 11 years together and a new birthday! YAY!!!

Until next time!

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Look-alike Meter



These are the results I was hoping to see :)

MyHeritage: Family tree - Genealogy - Celeb - Collage - Morph

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Sounding off about the headlines...

Hello all!

It has been a while since my last post, there is much going on around here keeping me quite busy. We are all well and enjoyed some Fourth of July Festivities despite the midget being sick the latter part of last week. Her fever has gone so she could celebrate, now if only we could get her to eat something without fear of regurgitation.
We enjoyed the fireworks in Memorial Park and a family gathering at my in laws yesterday, a good time was had by all.

This morning over a cup of coffee- caffeinted coffee mind you; Hubby made this mornings pot. (I have cut caffeine out of my diet almost all together. That said- at present I am racing and my mind is going a mile a minute!) I digress- This morning over a cup of caffeinated coffee I decided to read the headlines at one of my favorite little websites Phillyburbs.com Here I can read the most important parts of the newspaper without having to get the actual paper delivered and kill so many trees. Anything I need to read I will read in my Mother in laws paper :)
Digressing again- What was my point?

I am feeling particularly opinionated this morning, and when I wear my opinionated shoes you benefit from what I think is a good read.
What do you think of my take on the following? I would like to know if it is just me, or are these stories laden with ridiculousness? (is that even a word?)

(clicking on the title will take you to the full story- I will paraphrase for convenience)

NJ party town relaxes rules on kegs, rude gestures

I found several things to be of interest with the above link.
1) a confirmed "party town" relaxing rules on kegs and rude gestures just seems idiotic to me. hence my reading such a headline which in my opinion is going to cause nothing but trouble from kids who think that the town is now "lax" when it comes to drinking and rules.

" BELMAR, N.J. - After battling rowdy renters and out-of-control keggers for decades, this Jersey shore party town has finally decided to lighten up a little.
Belmar, sometimes called "Fort Lauderdale North" for its reputation as a raucous party enclave, has scrapped laws against giving the finger and requiring beer kegs to be registered. The town's mayor said the rules were difficult to enforce."


First- "Fort Lauderdale North" I've never heard that expression, have you?

What defines obscene? What one person may find obscene the next may find perfectly acceptable. That said- I am for scrapping such a generalized and "overly subjective" law. How many times in your life have you told someone they were "number one"?

" "I'm giving people the finger if it's legal, absolutely," laughed Carlos Padilla, a 23-year-old from Dumont wearing a sleeveless white T-shirt and gold chain. He's renting a house for the season with a bunch of pals , all of whom were drinking beer from red plastic cups and listening to rap music on the front porch one night this week."

While I can not say I agree with Carlos Padilla's taste in attire, music or beverage- the above excerpt tells me more about this individual than I needed to know purely for the purpose of painting a picture of a "hoodlum" a rule breaker and a less than wholesome individual for the sake of writing and sensationalising an otherwise meaningless story. I see a young kid, at the beach to have a good time with his friend. Notice- he said "If it's legal", for all we know he is a perfect law abiding citizen. He even goes on to say that he and his friends would "tone it down" this season because "there are little kids next door"

He and his "pals"- like thousands of others pay to rent a house and have a good time. While some get out of hand it certainly does not mean everyone does.
In reading the way this story was written it looks to me like the author is one whom does not like the young crowd and feels that the laws should have been maintained not abolished.

Sure- there are plenty of odd laws and ordinances out there, does this mean that every time a town decides to change a law its newsworthy? And to that note- do journalists have the right to generalize and paint pictures such as the one above? Do they have the right to insert opinion like the writer of the above story?


Spitzer call girl drops Girls Gone Wild lawsuit

This one made me laugh out loud. A girl who knowingly participated in a less than wholesome "career" at the center of a scandal involving New York's former Governor ultimately leading to his resignation files a 10 MILLION dollar lawsuit against the founder of the ever popular "Girls Gone Wild" series Joe Francis.

She claimed he exploited her image and name on the Internet. "She said she was only 17 when she signed a binding contract giving permission to appear in the "Girls Gone Wild" video."
Funny how she gets a pang of morality after she is caught on tape with a governor under fictitious name as a call girl.

Funnier still- while "17" she had a fake id which gives her name as Amber Arpaio. An unseen questioner asks if she is 18 and if the footage can be used on "Girls Gone Wild." She says yes to both questions.

She lied. She got caught. and in a moment of desperation wanted to get rich and try to save what was left of her shattering image.


Officials concerned about swimmers' safety
The above link entails those inflatable ready set pools we find in so many yards these days. As a parent of a young child I myself have wondered why a fenced in yard is not required for such pools. After reading this however and finding that a township can be liable if there is a drowning because someone did not pay attention to an ordinance I get a little bent. Why should our taxes go up any more than they already are because my neighbor can't read the warning label on the box that says they should check with their township concerning codes for erecting such structure? Having to hire staff to enforce such law costs residents more money, more taxes more headaches.

And finally- a public service announcement:

Positive West Nile test in Bucks

Protect yourself. The virus is here, it is potentially deadly. Last year Bucks had more positive mosquito samples than any other county in the state, accounting for roughly 20 percent of the 223 positive bug samples statewide.


Wear bug repellent and stay indoors when mosquito's are most active at Dawn and Dusk.
West Nile virus can cause encephalitis, a brain inflammation. Infected mosquitoes pass the virus to birds, animals and people. It was first detected in North America in 1999 in New York and in Pennsylvania in 2000. Before that, it had been found in only Africa, Eastern Europe and West Asia.

Until next time...

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Updates...

Every single day of the last few weeks has been spent pondering the what-ifs. I continue to ask myself why this continues to happen; why me?

My mantra: God does not hand us anything more than he/she thinks we can handle.
I truly believe this to be true because thus far even in my shattered state I am OK.

I am sure there have been questions regarding my pulling away, not calling as much, my distance. I want to assure you all that I am as I always have been OK. I am just having a very difficult time processing everything that has happened, all of the new information I have stumbled across and am trying to figure out what to do with it all.

Thursday last week I met with a fabulous team of doctors to discuss our options and begin a battery of testing to try and get some answers.

The took many vials of blood to send out for genetic testing, hormone testing, infection testing. The scariest of these being the genetic testing because I honestly am not sure I want to know if either of us or both carry certain genetic abnormalities for the simple fact that there is a plan in place for all of us. If I am meant to give life to a child which by society's standards happens to be "less than perfect" so be it. I will embrace that child and love him/her no differently than I would a perfectly healthy "normal child"

Hubby has to go and have a test of his own which is nothing less than mortifying for him, I am sure- but all angles need to be analyzed and it is nothing less than absolutely necessary. Check your modesty at the door babe, there is no turning back now.

As f0r me, next month I will have some more testing and hopefully soon we will have an answer and by this time next year I will have another child. Perfect or not- another child to give the world to.

All I ask is for a few extra prayers and support in this difficult endeavor.

Until next time...

Monday, May 26, 2008

Loss

It has been a while since I last wrote. Inspiration just has not struck much lately.
Quick recap on our world:

The Midget is doing very very well! I have enrolled her in an early pre-school for the fall because I figure it is my responsibility as her parent to give her every single opportunity I can. I can not say I am completely okay with the concept of my three-year-old; my baby going off to school, but I find comfort in knowing it is only 2 days a week for 2 hours at a time. In the bigger picture- that's 2 hours ME time. Time for me to read, write, shop. What ever will I do with myself when given 4 WHOLE hours to myself???

Hubby is working a lot and doing well. The cat is still mousing and now the dog has joined her in her quest to rid the earth of rodents and I must admit it is quite disgusting.

We have added a few newts to our list of pets as of late. We got some Japanese fire bellied newts. They're like fish you can hold. beyond that I am not sure of the thrill, but the midget is fascinated by them so I guess that is all which matters.

As for me. I'm here. I'm surviving and making the best of my days. This month brought fabulous news and just as quickly as the news was good it was bad. Miscarriage number 3 for this year and I am devastated.

Loss.

The word has so many meanings and yet once again the word has flooded my world so I turn to my outlet to vent.
You can lose your mind, your wallet, a loved one, your car keys. You can be at a loss financially or just completely bewildered;puzzled and at a loss for words.

Not much mutes this ever opinionated woman.
It often takes quite a lot to rattle me.

The losses I have experienced over the course of the last year have been nothing less than earth shattering even if for a short while. Each time I tell myself that this happens every day. God does not hand us anything more than we can handle. Maybe the time just is not right.

I wish the man upstairs would just hurry up and give me some sort of sign; tell me what the plan is because it is becoming increasingly more difficult to talk to my little girl about the sister she "has to have" I believe she is bored with status-quo. I would love nothing more than to be able to tell her that the sister she has been asking for (for the better part of this last year) will finally be arriving.

I am 26.
I am for the most part in good health.
I have one healthy child.

Outwardly I should not have an issue. I wish someone would tell the rest of me however, because I can't seem to make it past the first few critical weeks.

On Thursday I will be seeing a fertility specialist to have some testing done and review our options. I pray they will have some answers for me. 3 is enough. I however am not ready to give up just yet, so keep your cross-ables crossed in hopes that these last 3 were just all a part of the plan and that the next pregnancy yields the next Einstein.

Until next time...

Monday, March 17, 2008

Who's the boss???

Tonight the Midget asked to have breakfast for dinner. Breakfast consisted of home made french toast, scrambled eggs, sausage links and Orange Juice (she won't eat sausage so she had strawberries in it's place). Dinner was a bit late tonight because after getting home, then taking a nice walk while it was still light out kinda pushed things to a dinner time of 7:30 (UGH!)

First the Midget decided she didnt like Mommy's french toast and needed to spit it out...

Next she decided her eggs were in fact NOT scrambled. I havent a clue what she thought they were, but they in her eyes were NOT scrambled!

So- I was nice and told her she did not have to eat the "yucky" french toast but she DID need to eat her strawberries and eggs.

She asked Hubby to help her eat because she just didnt want to do it herself. Soooo- he sat there and tried to get her to eat.

She said "I need my jammies"

Hubby replied "after dinner"

she said "No- now please"

Hubby- "Who's the boss?"

Midget- "MOMMY"

Hubby- "and what did Mommy say"

I chimed in "I said after dinner"

Hubby said "ok then, after dinner, but who's the second boss"

Midget- "Daddy"

Hubby- "ok, who is the Third Boss"

Midget- "MOM MOM"

I was literally in stitches and just had to share.

Until next time...

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Randomness...

The Cat is on the prowl again and exterminating my yard (and probably all of my neighbors too for that matter) of any and all rodents. I do wish she would find a better place than my front step to drop said rodents, but anything is better than her bringing them inside right??

On a daily basis I can expect to find at least one dead something on my doorstep. A little "present" from the housecat to let me know she is doing her job and "earning her keep" so to speak. Last year her record was 5 kills in one evening, so far this season she is slacking and can not seem to break three. While I am thrilled to not have dead grass because of the moles- I despise having to remove the deceased and dispose of them, and I do not like having to have the "its dead" conversation with my overly inquisitive two and a half year old at 7:30 EVERY morning.

The Midget has hit the "WHY" stage.
Every response is followed with a "WHY" it is really driving me insane! That and her sassy attitude these past few weeks. The child is definitely her mothers’ daughter! ( side note: call me on that sentence and I will deny ever having said it. I refuse to believe I was ever anything less than angelic) (yes mom... you CAN laugh now, but my position on the aforementioned remains.)

My daughter is mastering the art of "smartassery" aka smart ass comments, quick wit comebacks and a tell it like it is mindset. I must admit some of the things that come out of her mouth are quite funny; Mortifying- nonetheless funny. She is stepped on quite a bit these days about her sassiness. I sit here wondering if THIS is part of the infamous "Terrible Twos" or if this is a product of environment. Of course only time will tell and in the meantime my hair stylist will become rich in having to cover the grey on This Mama's head!

My little one remains however (in my eyes) the sweetest little girl in the world. Inquisitive, Intelligent, Funny, Loving, Sassy and all around just wonderful. A day without her is like a day with no sunshine.

March 1st Hubby & I were officially together for 10 years! We celebrated by attending the wedding of his cousin and had a lovely day!

This coming Thursday (March 20th) we will celebrate our fourth wedding anniversary. No big plans as of yet, but I am certain we will do something to mark the occasion. The last Four years of my life have been the best. We've got a lifetime of happiness ahead of us babe. Thank you for choosing me to build a life with and giving me a love which some search their entire lives for. I love you and am so very proud to be able to call you my Husband.

(end sappiness - can't really think of a good segue here)

We are in an election year. Anyone who is not aware that this is an election year probably lives off the land and does not own a television set because with all of the mudslinging going on these days I can't imagine that there is anyone in the United States who can honestly say they have not heard the names Barrack Obama, Hillary Clinton, or John McCain at minimum 500 times this week.

I too believe it is time for change and that the last 8 years have been nothing short of a complete train wreck as far as politics and government are concerned, but I do not feel it necessary to talk about the color of skin, the religions of our fathers or our choice in attire. Grow up! This is not High School this is about our country. A country in need of serious change, a struggling economy in need of serious help. Recessions, inflation, diminishing dollar value. Someone needs to step in and HELP before things get even more ridiculously out of hand than they already are!
As for whom I will vote for and why- I refuse to discuss politics. I learned a looooong time ago that the subject was quite touchy and for a passionate person such as myself who revels in always getting the last word- politics crossing these lips = bad idea. Opinions- those are a different story...


I am still not adjusted to this whole time change business, and what is it with Easter being so early this year????? I have got to get a call into the Easter Bunny and STAT! I am sooo not prepared!

Until next time...

Sunday, February 24, 2008

The Midget

She definitely does not look like a baby anymore :(

From this at one day old:

To this at 29 months 18 days:


Other GREAT news, I think it is safe to say she is POTTY TRAINED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAY TO GO!!!

Before any of you ask- NO, I am not sure yet when or IF we are having another. Just comparing pictures.

Until next time...

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy...

THE FLU!

Seriously- I can never recall ever having the flu before. Somehow I ended up with it and let me tell you it is brutal.

The sappy romantic dinner for two which I had planned for Valentines day was devastatingly interrupted by the onslaught of a fever which litterally knocked me on my behind.

I woke yesterday morning with a fever of 102.9 and spent the day aching from head to toe. I swear my hair even hurts!

Went to the doctor, had a culture taken and was sent on my way.

Today I woke with a fever of 103.1 JUST LOVELY. Hubby had to work and it was just me and the midget. Boy was today rough. I feel as if I spent most of it snapping at the midget who really just wanted to make Mama feel better. HEY- she even ate TOMATO SOUP today!! This is a HUUUUUUUGE thing for her ridiculously picky pallet! She even LIKED IT!!!!!!!!!!

I can't eat because now it just keeps coming back up. (Insert GAG here! UGH!)
Can't stop Coughing...
Can't seem to get warm...
The Tamiflu I am taking makes me feel WORSE!

I seriously would not wish this on my worst enemy in the whole world.

On the up side... Two good things have come from this
1) THIS girl WILL be getting a flu shot next year
2) The midget ate TOMATO SOUP! add one more food to her short short menu :)

I wonder what I have to do to get her to eat a meat that does not come in the form of a chicken nugget....

OK- So I am done whining for now. I think I will go and eat some more water ice. Seems to be the only thing my stomach likes these days.

Until next time...

Friday, February 8, 2008

Cat- FREE to a good home

Good Home must be equipped with the following:

Endless supply of kitty treats
Endless supply of yummy cat food
Endless supply of Clean drinking water
Clean facilities for the cat to eliminate waste.

New owner must possess a stomach of iron to handle such things as mice, moles, bugs and pieces of bird carcas' strewn about your living space....

Seriously- I love my cat and would not part with her EVER.

BUT- after what I found this evening when I arrived home from work I would be lying if I said the thought did not cross my mind.

She is an excellent mouser. My yard has been completely erradicated of all moles, mice, squirrel and most bugs. I guess she has become bored with her lack of prey and presents to give me so today my friends she caught... A bird.

Said bird- was at some point brought into my home and torn apart. Said bird was left in my living room, dining room, kitchen and laundry room.

JUST DISGUSTING!!!!!!

I think I found all of it. What a way to spend a friday evening... defeathering! LOL

Until next time...

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Wow...

Isn't she beautiful?!?


Oh if I could only just stop time for a little while! This was taken today on our walk. I am in awe!

Until next time...

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Finally some Justice!

Five days shy of Four years and FINALLY some good news. Scratch that- GREAT news

I am finally willing to speak exactly how I feel about something that has bothered me immensley over the last several years.

February 6th, 2004 a baby dies. Diagnosis SIDS. Other evidence of a possible virus that may have led to the death, but the ruling remains to be SIDS as far as I am aware.

5 other seemingly healthy children remain. All torn from their home, from their familiar surroundings to be taken to places which are finally SAFE, finally CLEAN, finally LOVING.

The culprit- 2 people whom in my humblest of opinions should have been sterilized a long time before any children were born. Please do not mistake me, this world is a much better place for being graced with such beautiful loving souls, but these children did not ask to be born of parents incapable of putting anyone other than themselves first. The people I speak of are My uncle and his significant other. One hell of a story, one we all think wont happen within our own families, we all turn a blind eye to abuses of any kind and hope it isnt our neighbor or friend neglecting their child, we wouldnt even dream our own blood was capable of such deplorable behavior.

A child died. A beautiful innocent baby. It breaks my heart to even think about what I saw in that house in the days which followed her death. Conditions in which you expect to see on television in a movie or series about crack houses. Broken glass on the floors, clothing piled cieling high reeking of cat urine, coffee filters being used as toilet paper, A basement filled with water and dog feces, I dont think there was a clean cup in the place. Sippy cups? What are those? Pack and plays used as beds instead of safe, warm sleeping arrangements. The list is miles long and for my own sanity I will stop here.

Children who knew not what the sweet sounds of song were. Children who did not even realize what it was to get a warm bath, a hot meal, clean clothes on a regular basis. A child being left to take on the role of mommy to her younger siblings because "Mommy" was too busy sleeping the day away, popping pills or opening a new beer.

A child died and I saw no sadness, no remorse, nothing more than another "poor me" act.

When the state steps in and takes your children, then gives you a list of things you MUST do in order to regain custody of your children YOU DO EVERYTHING IN YOUR POWER TO GET YOUR CHILDREN BACK!

I am absolutely appauled at the way these two individuals have behaved over the course of the last 4 years. Beside myself at the woman who continues to make excuses for said individuals. I remain saddened for 2 of the 5 children who will not be able to be with "blood" I can only hope that somehow a connection is established and that the ties are not completely lost

Cody & Jake have officially been adopted to two of the most loving and caring people in the entire world. Their caretakers over the course of the lasr 4 years and the only people they know as "Mom & Dad" Aunt Peg & Uncle Dave- I can not think of people more deserving of those titles than you both. Congratulations on FINALLY getting your boys. I am so incredibly happy for you!

AS I understand it Jackie remains with her birth father. I can only hope she is happy and getting the life which she deserves.

As I understand it there are two separate families petitioning the court for custody of Mindy & Mary. I pray that the process is quick and that they finally have a place to call home.

I remain saddened by a family further torn apart by the idiocy of its "Matriarch". I remain saddened that one of our own was lost to ignorance.

I sit in awe at the beauty of new beginning. A light of hope. Finally a happy ending. Justice for Jackie, Mindy, Mary, Jake, Cody & Breezy is finally arriving and my heart is full of hope.

In closing- There are so many children in this world born of parents unable to care for themselves, unable to provide, incapable of putting someone else first. Please say a prayer for those children. Please pray for the children in the "system" pray that they get their happy endings. Pray that their stories are heard and that they too get a voice. Pray for the children the system has not yet found- before it is too late.

Until next time...