I’m out, with spotty internet access… until then… know the 16 hours of driving one way alone, and the thought of driving the same distance back… alone… Has not affected my sanity one bit.
This was only 2 hours into it. Of course there’s a story…
Until later… Be well. Be sane. One of us has to be ;)
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Somebody stop me.
Somebody stop me.
Stop.
Me.
Somebody.
*crickets chriping*
Either nobody hears me (because nobody likes me everybody hates me I guess I’ll eat some worms), OR there is silence from the online masses because they are sitting on their hands… waiting to witness… and are afraid to peep and miss the profundity of — the following self-portrait video *SMACK* I’munna put down right heeeya.
I choose the latter.
For obvious narcissistic reasons.
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It’s been an emotional week. Eventually, I’ll have the words write about it, but exhaustion has me wondering how where to start. So, in an effort to not purge raw emotion all helter-skelter-y onto the interwebz, I will employ a strategy… the art of distraction. It’s different from denial. Because I said so.
Of course, the most distracting thing in my bed of tools, is humor.
And yes, I just typed out “bed of tools”.
Clearly, I need to get on with this post and get out.
*hrmmm*
I am certain you know I have some word issues. I’d like to add another word to that list: SLEEVE.
You may also know I have a fairly sensitive gag reflex. I know you know this because I write about these things and you read every single post I write. Write? Right? All millions baker’s dozen of you.
I also hate so many words all in one space so I’m going to put up a picture *scans thru iPhoto*… This one is from last week when I went into Pier One to drool. I took a picture with this cool orb-thing I really wanted. I figured if I couldn’t take it home with me, I would take a picture with her to remember her by. Besides, pictures last longer, so I hear…
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After an hour of, “GO TO SLEEP. GET IN YOUR BED. QUIT PLAYING. GETINBED. QUIT. BED. QUIT. SLEEP. SILENCE!!!!”
It did grow quiet. I have written before about the fact that silence is not, in fact…. golden.
You see it was silent not because Lucy had fallen asleep. N-to-the-O-T.
Instead, she was quietly making herself pretty. She is VERY MUCH into making herself pretty. And for a four year old girl, color is pretty… no matter the source. In this case… it was marker as lipstick. And apparently a bit of “rouge” for her forehead:
She came downstairs… she said she was “Firsty.” I with my laptop and my husband with his… all snuggled into our onlinez. Both Paul and I groaned and each half-barked… “Lucy! You NEED to go to bed!”
And then we saw her pretty red lips.
Paul said, “My. You sure look pretty. Is that Mommy’s lipstick?”
Lucy said, “It’s not yipstick Daddy, it’s just marker.”
Just marker.
Being the stellar parent that I am… I busted-up laughing. Being the even stellarer parent that he is, my husband said, “Lucy. I need to take a picture.”
Good move daddy… I took a picture back in July when I discovered her sitting on the counter… after a play date with actual lipstick.
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We have all been touched by cancer. I have lost 2 grandparents to it. I have lost friends… and have friends who are living new lives after beating it… And I also listen to them share concerns and even fears about whether it will come back or not…
Cancer is scary. There are so many unknowns. So many questions. An internet search is sure to pull up some great resources, but a lot of sifting needs to happen before one finds something of value.
Might I suggest something of value? There is a brand new site just launching —> Navigating Cancer. It is a site for cancer patients to find resources, support, organizational tools… If you or someone you know either has cancer… or loves someone with cancer, bookmark this site. It is an absolutely lovely site, robust with valuable resource for those battling cancer. The organizer is brilliant. Simply brilliant. There are so many details to keep track of, and Navigating Cancer offers many helpful tools that were clearly created by the people the site seeks to help.
There are many resources available on the web… this one is undoubtedly noteworthy. Pass it on. Share with friends… Post a link to Navigating Cancer on your Facebook page… Who knows who may see it and think, “Wow, I know someone who…”
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I almost made it.
I was *this* close.
I almost made it through my entire mother-of-preschoolers career (an almost 11 year stint), without having one of my offspring pee, poop or vomit inside any one of the quite possibly, MILLIONS of play tubes their young knees have crawled in.
The Germ Tubes.
But my kids have left their own spittum and snot, I am sure of it. But keepin’ them juices from a Germ Tube is like keeping a poet from waxing cheesy, or Hitler from Evil…
Now, I HAVE been at a Germ Tube during select unfortunate situations:
Continue reading ‘Make Me Laugh Monday – Cuz If You Can’t Laugh… The McDonald’s Germ Tube’
It is still Christmas at my house. Not because presents keep pouring in, no… but because, as of this writing – January 16, 2010… the Christmas decorations are still — UP.
*hangs head*
I’m just keepin’ it real for y’allz. I am a classic type-a personality with a scattered-creative alter-ego who obssesses over glitter and fashion accessories. And fame.
Somedays it is just no fun to hang out in my head. I want order, but my alter-go (J-Bling) wants to play. I want timeliness, organization, predictability, and then my alter-ego hides my calendar and sprays glitter in my eyes… reminiscent of a Spitting Cobra.
A Spitting Cobra…
J-Bling…
Practically twins… Except for the scales…
Continue reading ‘The Confessional – It’s Still Christmas At My House’
Wanna see a picture of a cactus? OK!
I went to Arizona last weekend. My friend Casey turned 40 and she had an 80’s dance party…
But before the party we went on a hike. This is my kind of hiking… wind in your hair…
Open toed shoes… and coffee. I just love hiking with my friends… We are all about safety.
Oh, and let’s not forget about the scorpion suckers for the kids! Again, safety first!
After such extreme physical exertion… and gagging, because my friend’s son ACTUALLY ATE THE SCORPION IN HIS SUCKER…. I needed a prickly pear margarita… #somuch
As if a prickly pear margarita wasn’t enough excitement… I got to see a REAL LIVE….
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Corona chandelier!!!
Wonder of all wonders! I wept.
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I think… if one considers being considered “pornworthy” complimentary.
And apparently I do.
Oh dear.
Where to start, where to start…
*scratching head*
I helped my friend Lisa lead a little pep rally at a local private school for their upcoming Knowledge Bole Bowl. Go Smart People!!!
Continue reading ‘I Think I Just Got the Greatest Compliment of My Life’
I had to head out to a meeting this afternoon. I wanted my outfit to say something like, “I can hack it.” or “I can bring it”… or maybe “Professional laday is in da hizzouse!!!”
*ahem*
Before the meeting, I picked up my son from school. As we walked to the car he asked, “Why are you dressed up?”
I was all, “On account of the fact I going to a meet-in’… and want to look all professional, yo. Cutty. Do ya think I look professional?”
My son smiled, giggled and said, “Yeah. Or you look like a Jonas brother.”
I said, “So, you think I’m hawt…” No, really. I said that. I’m always fishin’ for a compliment. I don’t discriminate. I didn’t get the answer I was fishin’ for, tho. My question grossed him out. On 2 levels. He said, “MOM! I’m a boy and your my MOM!”
Whatever.
And here it is… my formerly “professional” outfit (albeit a *little* funk-ish/subduedrocker-ish/canIgotothedancecubnow-ish because that’s how I roll)… that I will hithertofore be referred to as my Jonas brother outfit:
I think my kid was wrong. I kinda think I look more like Zac Efron hanging out with the Jonas brothers… I’m hawter than I thought…
Actually, my son looks like Zac Efron… Oh dear…
Aaaand on further inspection… I suppose I COULD pass for one of the Jonas Brothers, but curvier and better hair…
…aaaaand maybe I look more confused, but less angry. I think we are all wearing black nail polish though… I have said before that I think I kinda dress like a teenage boy. But I was mostly joking. I didn’t realize I was actually spot-on. That’s right. That’s me Jenny Spot ON Jenny On The Spot…
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