Monday, March 31, 2008

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Problem of the Week (or weak)

Ha. No, I did not get a new car. My Step Dad got that car. I was just showing it to him so that he would come and get it. He had been looking for one for a while.

I didn't intend to take a whole week off last week it just kind of happened. My sister asked me if I had blog block. Maybe so. I am not sure. All I know is that I am back. I had my most faithful reader thinking that she was having computer issues. We can't have that can we?

So here is my problem of the week:

Princess H

The terrible twos have hit and they have hit hard. My sweet lovely daughter can turn into a screaming hyena at the drop of a hat. She will literally scream at the top of her lungs if the world starts going any way but the way that she thinks that it should go. In Walmart today I listened to glass screeching screams for at least 10 minutes because she wanted to walk instead of ride in the buggy.
Her Daddy finally showed up and whisked her out of the store for a time out. Thank God that he showed up when he did. The old nerves of steel have a breaking point...and she almost found it.
This seems to be happening more frequently here of late. Super Z never had this particular issue. I mean sure he had terrible twos..but screaming was not a part of that. Biting occasionally..sure. Busting the eardrums of innocent shoppers...not so much.
So has anyone else dealt with screamers? Any sage wisdom to help us though this most trying time? Or should I just take Super Z's advice that he gave as we listened to her screams move towards the exit for a time out, " She is really bad, huh Mom? It is time to trade her in, I think. Do you think we can trade her to Lee Lee for Britt?"

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Wordless Wednesday - Getting too big

Missing My Baby

I am missing Super Z tonight. He has gone to Natchez to spend spring break with my Mom. The house, the family, my is all so quiet without him. He is a constant source of noise and entertainment.
I think it is important to let him go. It builds a sense of Independence in him. It gives Randy a bit of a break. It lets Princess H get the only child treatment for a couple of days. All great why does it have to be so hard? I am not sure who is more upset by his absence, me or Molly.
Probably Molly, she lost her sleep partner :)
I can't wait till Friday. For now, I will let his kisses (the ones that he told me to keep behind my ears until I saw him again) give me comfort.
Does it ever get any easier to be away from your kids? I am hoping so. I don't want to be the woman who refuses to let her children grow up.
I am all about living the wild wanton childless life again in 15 years. The kids actually have to move out for that to happen... I think.
Note: The wild wanton childless life probably consists of sleeping until 10 on Saturdays and goijn out to dinner without getting something wet on my clothing. I am a dreamer, what can I say?

Friday, March 14, 2008

Haiku Friday

Haiku Friday

My sister and I,

We have fought, and laughed, and talked

Almost 30 years.


When I think of me

She is somehow always there.

My shadow and friend.


The day she was born,

That is my first memory.

The first day of me.


She is strength and truth.

She is laughter and sunshine.

She is my sister.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Thursday 13

Thirteen Excellent Things to Do with an Hour

  1. Take a bubble bath in a room lit only with candles.
  2. Lie in bed and listen to the love of your life breathe.
  3. Sit in some very thick green grass and watch children play.
  4. Go to lunch with one or two of your best friends.
  5. Sit on a front (or back) porch swing and watch the clouds roll past.
  6. Look up random subjects on Wikipedia.
  7. Cook a really awesome dinner that makes your husband (or wife) wish that you would cook every night.
  8. Find the perfect Easter Dress for your little girl by surfing cool online boutiques.
  9. Get completely absorbed in the first chapters of an amazing book.
  10. Call your Mama and talk about how wonderful she is. I think all Moms deserve this from time to time.
  11. Start writing something..anything. You never know, it may turn out to be something wonderful.
  12. Get in the car with someone that you love and just drive. You never know where you will end up.
  13. Take the whole family out for a walk.

Project 365 (14/365)

The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for. - Allan K. Chalmers

Monday, March 10, 2008

Project 365 (12/365)

There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Fun Monday

The Host:

I.T. Guy

The Assignment:

I need YOU (yes, the wonderful YOU!) to pick 5 memorable lines from 5 different movies (if you could tell us which character said it and to whom, would be a bonus)...and tell us to WHOM (who in the people in your life) you could have said those lines.

Line 1: Yeah well, you're just a doorman..doorman...doorman...
The sister in Knocked Up says this, or somthing very like it to...get this, the doorman at a club.
Randy and I say this all of the time...or different versions of this. I do not know why...Interesting, no? But it makes us laugh.

Line 2: You your honor, can go to hell, hell, hell.
This is Billy the Kid from Young Guns 2. I would love to say this to lots of people all the time. Haha, well, not quite lots. I actually only ever say it to Randy, all in fun of course.

Line 3: I need my blubber, it keeps me warm! Sea PIG!!
This is from a cartoon sketch..I want to say it was something like Dr. Katz?? I could be crazy. All I know is that it was the funniest sketch ever about a mantitee. I screech this at my sister whenever I am feeling particularly goofy.

Line 4: Greetings and salutations.
J.D., the Christian Slater character from Heathers, stole my 12 year old heart with this line. I have still been known to throw this one out there on anybody...because I am that cool.

Line 5: You'll shoot your eye out.
This was Mrs. Parker, the Mom in A Christmas Story. This is the perfect line for me, the Mom of a 5 year old wild man. I say this day in and day out. Thank God, I am not a prophet like my Mom. If she says it, it happens, no lie.

Happy MONDAY!!

Project 365 (11/365)

So the rules have been broken. I have not taken a picture of myself everyday. Actually it has been like what...two weeks? So I am changing the rules. Bwa haha. Because I can, that is why. There will still be 365 self portraits. I will still try to do one as often as possible. It will just probably take a little longer than a year. Does that sound good to you? Good.
This is Molly. She is our new puppy. She is an eleven week old rat terrier. If you can believe it she is wilder than Super Z and Princess H combined. What the hell was I thinking?

Thursday, March 6, 2008


I am alive. I am working really hard this week. The service last week was very nice. I love my family. I have the craziest luck with dogs. My daughter is a wild cat. Randy is a mini van driving Mom now. Puppies have very sharp nails. tee ball practice starts this weekend. My Mom disagrees with everything that I believe in. My Daddy is in the hospital, but he is getting better. Some of my female cousins have said out loud that a woman should never be President. I shudder.

Those are teasers of posts to come. I promise. I just wanted to stick my head out of this hole and give you guys a wave. See you later!