Drama Momma

Guys...you may wanna skip this first section and scroll down to the pink bug.

Last week Miss T had "the" class....you know the one!  All about puberty.  The girls came home with a package with a small deodorant and 2 panty liners.  All I know that the boys got was Old Spice Deodorant. 

Yes, we've talked alllllllllllllll about such (except for the "adult" specifics) and since I had gone through a hysterectomy we had also talked about the fact that I don't have to "use those things with the strings" ROFLMAO  --  I know -- TMI.

So lo and behold last Friday after I picked her up from a friends house she said "Mom!  Come here!" - she was in the bathroom.

Hmmmm  I think "Aunt Flo" is trying to make contact to see if she can come for a visit soon.

It was only a tiny bit.......and there was no more later or the next day or so far (please don't let this be jinxing it) and so I'm convinced it could just have been a trial run.  Nevertheless we have to try on the "right apparatus" to see which is most comfy.  So far no go.........I mean, come on, there IS no such thing as comfy when it comes to panty liners etc.

Well, I had told her she needed a bath, hair washed and all since they'd been playing outside hard for several hours.  She spent the entire bath time in tears -- I mean TEARS.

She didn't want toooooooooooooooooooooooooo  I don't want to have toooooooooooooooooo.  I am scareddddddddddddddddd. 

Momma washed her hair for her.....and talked to her..... and washed her back & all the poo poo stuff I was supposed to say like "GET OVER IT---IT HAS TO HAPPEN!"

ROFLMAO!!!!

 

Ok guys - you can come back in now.

This morning I look at my thumb which by the way I punctured back in February twice while sewing on some dance costumes.  Well that sucker (lol - no pun intended) was tender and ugly and red and hot and eeewwwww.

I haven't been taking the best care of it.  Sometime in the end of February it got a little yellow shiney part and I popped it open for it to drain.  It did....watery blood style.

Well, my OCD says things have to be smooth and even.

So I've been messing with it ever since.....to the point of major infection going on. 

Doc said "what do you want me to do?"  I said "Cut it off!"

She said "That will hurt" and I said "It hurts now!"

In the exam room she blasted me (rightfully) and asked if I'd like her to try and lance it.   YES  -- off to get the novacaine and scapel.  She said you may want to lay down for this.  I said "Nah".

YIKES!!!  The shot HURT like a MUTHA!!!!  Tummy went "wooooo" ---- body got warm! 

"Told you to lay down!"

OK I'll lay down.  She mades some slices and said that she wasn't getting anything out of it.....gave me MORE antibiotics and said to let her see it in a week. 

If it's not well then, it's off to a surgeon.  Oh boy!

In the meantime, keep these cuts open; soak them in hot salt water 3 times a day and hide your exacto-knife or else.  Apply antibiotic cream and bandage.

Tom got a kick out of this because "I told you so".

He rarely gets to say that.  Then he went fishing.

On another note, my Miss T said Sunday that she prayed "the prayer" for Jesus to come into her heart.  Today my Mom is taking her to talk with their pastor to see if she's really understanding what this all means.

I am excited for her.  She is coming to the age of understanding.  Understanding a lot about everything around her. 

Not a baby anymore.....growing up tooooo fast.  Going to start asking the real tough questions now I'm sure.

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Urine Test

URINE TEST

Like a lot of folks in this state, I have a job. I work, they pay me. I pay my taxes and the government distributes my taxes as it sees fit. In order to get that paycheck, I am required to pass a random urine test with which I have no problem. What I do have a problem with is the distribution of my taxes to people who don't have to pass a urine test. Shouldn't one have to pass a urine test to get a welfare check because I have to pass one to earn it for them? Please understand, I have no problem with helping people get back on their feet. I do, on the other hand, have a problem with helping someone sitting on their ASS, doing drugs, while I work. . . . Can you imagine how much money the state would save if people had to pass a urine test to get a public assistance check? Pass this along if you agree or simply delete if you don't. Hope you all will pass it along, though . . . Something has to change in this country -- and soon!

Happy Easter & Spring is here!

 

   

 

 

CPP & Blarney

 

Sh-Erin Go Bra-less!

Happy St Pat's to all.  I didn't partake in any green beer but I did share some green........

Cash that is!    

It was off to me Doc's again.  I've diagnosed meself as having CPP Disorder..............

"Cough, Pee, Poot" cause that's what we be a doin' all weekend and every since Tom came home from Texas.

Round 2 of antibiotics for me and me own concoction of a cough syrup a/k/k bourbon and rock candy.  She said just keep up with the real Sudafed and to get the generic Alegra - ease up on the antihistamines.

Wooo hooo.....hacking up a lung!  It ain't pretty.

Speaking of not pretty.......my dear hubby did a brave thing this weekend.  Of course he had a couple of drinks before saying this otherwise he would NOT have had the ballz to do so.

I have always told him "If I ever begin to look like......" (certain wide style people) to STOP me.

So he says in his bestest gentle-est language possible and added a disclaimer....

"Now, don't take this the wrong way, but......you need to get rid of this" and promptly placed his hand on my belly! 

Brave soul!  

I said "I know I know It's killing me!" 

Actually he's very right!  And lately it's been on my mind a lot to get rid of.  I have cut back on certain habits and I'm not gaining, but I'm not exactly "on a diet". 

I think I have lost about 3 pounds......now for the other 47!!!  Man would that be great!

 So you know what I'm thinking?  There is a lot of "exercise" I can do here in the office.  Like leg lifts and rises and I could even bring in my Thigh-Master from home which is acting as a floor decoration right now.  I do have a tension band.....in my desk drawer LOL...lot of good it's doing me in there!  It is right beside my bag of Hershey's Kisses!!

 

What?  You say the Kisses have to GO?

I know. 

BUT.......they're small. 

.......and just like Lays...can't eat just one.

(sigh)

OK.....Curves is right down the block from the job.

I know, I know....I've said that before.

So is the skating rink and I used to LOVE skating.  I could go at lunch time.  (I have a lunch time???)

So....as soon as my CPP is under control, I'll look into going.  I did buy a Curves book this weekend....it has good info in it.  Now all I have to do is read it and apply daily........hey, like a lotion right?

I also have the Blood Type Diet book (I'm type A for anyone who has any good advice).

Can't I just eat the books???? and it work????

No!  Seriously....I am sick of having a closet full of nothing to wear!

Maybe I should post a disgusting picture and a check off list.

I used to look good!  Cute!  Attractive!  Dammit I shall again! 

 

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Gold Medals, Shimmie & ACC Tourney

 

Of course you KNOW I must be talking about my Miss T!

Gold in her solo on Friday night.

Gold in her Tap Group and Gold / overall placements in her Lyrical and Jazz Groups on Saturday.

I am surprised by some of the "other" dance studio's routines.  A lot of little girls shaking and moving in ways that, well......er, seems it could prepare them for a different career. 

Now don't get me wrong, I don't mind a shake here and a shimmy this...but when the majority of the routine is consisting of "shake your booty / boobie" instead of more appropriate technique and lines......just makes you wonder why people allow such teachings....especially when we know who is paying the salaries of these teachers.

It goes back to what we allow or tolerate.  At 6-12+ yrs old I don't believe it is appropriate "art" and parents should take a stand to just say NO.  Aren't we looking for technique and application and strength?  Even some of the Rules and Regulations for these competitions have an "Age Appropriate" clause/comment.

After the Saturday 4pm awards we had dinner with another family at a local establishment and of course the ACC Tournament was on each and every TV no matter where you looked.

Seems Carolina is coming out on top.  I'm not a UNC-Chapel Hill fan by any sorts....I'm a ABC rooter....Anyone But Carolina.  I pull for Duke or NC State (Go Wolfpack!) or Georgia Tech --- what a traitor I sound like.  Even though my home state team is playing, I won't root for them if it's the Carolina Tarheels. 

When it's over I will say that it's good MY state's team won....but that's pushing it when you're an anti-Carolina fan.

I tease everyone and say I'm alergic to Carolina Blue.

Bossman went to the tournament this weekend, left Thursday.  He should be a happy camper by now that Carolina won against Clemson.

We didn't go to the Hurricane's game.....I tried to get tickets last night but it was sold out of my price range and I wasn't going to spend $150 per person to go. 

The last home game is on April 4th.....I got tickets for that.  It should be a great game especially if it is their final season game and they win their division.

I just noticed...........that will begin our Spring Break here!

 

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Daddy-O Update

Mom called earlier to say they were putting in a pacemaker and I thought she said a difib too (didn't make sense to me).

I just got off the phone with her and all is well.  I could hear him in the back ground asking her if she wanted part of the meal they brought him.....she laughed a bit and said "No dear"....I don't blame her!

Hospital food  YUK!!

The nurses will be monitoring his BP every 15 mins (I could hear the nurse in the back ground talking too) and they will also do an EKG and an X-ray later.  More than likely he'll be home on Friday!

Mom asked if he'd be able to feel the apparatus when it went off and their remark was "Oh yeah, it's like a horse kicking you".

Hmmmmmmm

Heart attack or my machinery?  How do you determine???

TGIF to me!

 Today is my Friday....at work at least.

StepDad is having a procedure this afternoon to determine what to do about his heart and the discomfort he experiences.  They are thinking defibulator or pacemaker.  Geeesh, hasn't he had enough of surgery?  He's feeling down lately, says they've just sent him home to die.  Since he is limited in what he can do physically anymore, he doesn't feel "worth" anything.  Poor pitiful me syndrome.

Mom keeps reassuring him that he still has a lot to offer.  He has wisdom and knowledge to share.  He can also ENJOY life instead of working himself to death.  But that's not what he's used to....he is normally a busy man, always has a project going.  Feeding his animals or mowing the fields or cleaning up the yard, doesn't matter, he just wants to be busy.

 

 I did a stuppie thing this morning.  I was tossing the last bite of a granola bar out my window and rolled the window up on my finger     ---   again!   Geeeesh.

Not too bad though....just one of those moments when you say Stoooooooooooopie!

I'm sill coughing like a mad person......it comes in spells.  When I do alot of moving around I get in a coughing fit.  Cough...pee...poot!  I'm a hoot!

 We're off this weekend to another dance competition.  It's about a 3.5 hour drive up and Miss T's solo dance is at 7pm.  That means I have to pick her up at from her field trip in town on Friday at 1:30pm and head on up.  Grab a meal on the way up; check in and get to the auditorium and get ready.

She has 3 group dances on Saturday and we have to be back around 9:30am to get ready for those.  Luckily awards are at 4pm and we're DONE dancing. 

Dinner and pool time!  We're staying at a different hotel than was suggested (the suggested one didn't have a pool).  I imagine I'll have several kids begging to come over to swim.

 

I wanted to go to the Hurricane's game   on Sunday on the way home.  But I'm coughing so much that I may not enjoy it.  They're on a great winning streak and are #1 in their division.  I know Miss T would LOVE to go. 

Hmmmmmm should I?????

Hubby reminded me that it's St Patty's weekend so don't forget to pack the green! 

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Pics and Jinxed, again.

 

I am going to stop reporting Tom's "great" status for everytime I do, he slips a bit.

Like last night....I'm at dance with Miss T cause he needed a break, being sick and all.

Yet it didn't stop him from having a few and not coming in until 1:30am.

Sooooooo  No more Tommy praises.

 

Today is a beautiful, clear blue sky day.  I stole out of the office for a couple of hours to take some pics of houses that my boss has built in the past oh 20 years....some we didn't have at the office.  The sun wasn't at the best angle and our grass hasn't greened up just yet.

I was hoping to go out this afternoon and catch some better shots.  One of the shots is of a house under construction (a 3 story job) and one even has it's own bridge to get to it (a green house).  Yes, we had to build the bridge first!!

All of these homes are well over 3000 sq ft.  Some on the Intracoastal, some on lakes/ponds and some on golf courses.  All of these are in the same neighborhood.

Maybe I'll "green" the grass in my Adobe, when I ever get the time.

I am expecting more pics from the guys in the field....some night shots with the houses all lit up and glowing!

Marching On

**** a PS at the top of this entry!!  As soon as I had hit "save" the HVAC people called and said my compressor was still under warranty!! YAY!!!  BUT.....all the other parts to go with this repair will cost $1030.  That is awesome....could have been worse...I was thinking upwards of $3000.  Whew!  Now I can breathe a bit better knowing I WILL have A/C for this awful NC summertime heat!! ..end of PS****

Now on to the original entry:

I gotta tell ya.......Tom has been a dear.  I've been sick and he's been good to me.  Except for the one incident last week of leaving Tara at dance while he plundered through the mall.........

He's been even tempered, not quick to jump to conclusions.

He even went to church yesterday too!

Friday POURED rain ... I mean POURED!  I didn't even leave the house until later in the evening.  I had planned to come into work for a couple of hours and get a head start on Monday's bills, but NO way was I going out in the monsoon!

We had dinner at the Macaronni Grill....Miss T and I shared the Lasagne and brought enough home for lunch too.  She is looking for a specific brown color and specific shoe...and is hard to fit with her narrow foot.  We're exhausting all shoe stores lately.

Just try to keep her out of Limited Too!  We did manage to go in and out without buying anything.

Saturday Miss T had solo practice and the teacher said it was the first time this year that she'd seen her actually put the emotion into the practice....YAY! 

It was a beautiful day.  I was able to get outside briefly and take some pictures of my pear tree that is in full bloom.  Can't remember what kind it is....it's the hard pear....it has pear babies but not yet been big enough for eating.  Maybe this year.

 

Temps so far this weekend held near 60.....and bright sunshine.  With a tad of wind we still had to wear a jacket.

Saturday night while T was at a sleepover, Mr Man and I went out to dinner.  We went to a local place with food and live music.  The band was great - playing oldies, the real oldies of the 60's & 70's.  We were going to a movie, but decided on staying to hear the band instead. 

I was still having coughing fits and being in this smokey restaurant/bar didn't help.  Home by 11pm ..... I just wish I wasn't still so sick.

Cough, pee, poot!  That's how it is.

Sunday Tom took me to the Pottery and we looked at some wrought iron chairs for the front porch....I may have him go back and get them.....$65 for 2 chairs not a bad deal.  The matching table was only $21!!

BUT.........as the day went on, he began to feel the ire of a cold coming on.  Yep, Mr "I never get sick" is getting sick.  The family that shares together............Poor guy!  I hate it for him.  First Miss T, me now him.

NOW I wake up on this Monday to FROST!  Frost I tell ya!  34 degrees and the high only to about 60.  Geeesh

 

Can you see the frost on these shells that were sitting on my porch??

Did someone forget to inform Mother Nature AND Jack Frost that EASTER IS COMING SOON??? AND Spring is only 19 days away.  There's alot of blooms yet to happen.

You know the pine trees always get the "golden crosses" on top and the Dogwoods need to be blooming by Easter Sunday - that's the rule!!!

We may make it in time.  Guess that's why we had all that rain.

Have a great week y'all!!

Anniversary Time!

 

It's hard to believe.

Time flies when you're having fun.

Getting to know each of you has been a very special pleasure.

 

Here's to more good times!

 

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Jinxed it & sick!

I was finally getting over that nasty cold I had last week...no more snotz, sniffles or hacking cough.

Until last night.  Just before bedtime I noticed my throat getting scratchy.

Today....full blown allergy attack of the throat, sinus running and I sound like a man!

Tharyngitis the Doc will call it.

I know why........Sunday we were down at Wrightsville Beach looking at the boats for sale, in the wind. 

I even said "I shouldn't be out here in this wind so soon after my cold" but did I listen to me?

 

Even the pelican thought so too!  He has this look about him like he's pissed off!

So today I'm lunching on Salsa and chips just for the salt and vinegar to "kill" whatever is going on in my throat. 

Monday was a warm 70 degrees here....and today 77.  Yesterday I spent the day "praising" Tom for his great attitude since our big talk on 2/22.  Mom wasn't aware of his "change"; neither was my friend DJ, who came into the office with 3 sales contracts; neither did my pal Dick.  So I sang praises........

.................

........and jinxed it.

The norm is that Tom takes Miss T to dance.  Dance on Monday is 6-7:45pm....she calls me at 8:05 and says "Tom's not here....he said he's at the mall and is on his way"....OK.  At 8:10 I call him & he says "I'm at the mall, I'm on my way"....the mall is 5 minutes away.

At 8:40 Miss T calls back "he's still not here" so I said OK I'm coming to get you.....from home....20 mins away.  I called one of the dance mom's to be sure she'd be there till I got there.  I was there by 9pm....stayed and talked a bit.  At 9:10 I call Tom and he says "I'm almost to her" and low and behold he's behind me as we're leaving.

Needless to say I was NOT HAPPY.  She had not had any dinner; she was about to panic -- after all, he said he was coming an hour ago....on a school night!

She wanted KFC....he followed us there.  I gave him hell over the phone.  WHY?  Why didn't he follow through?

He claims he just lost track of time "looking" in the mall.

While at KFC I asked him for some cash....he began looking in all pockets, then panic came over him and he couldn't find any.  I said "oh? lose it out the window?"  And he said that must have been what happened as he pulled his cigarettes out of his shirt pocket --- the money came out too.

I don't buy it.

He swears by it.

Why tell Miss T & me you're on the way........if you KNOW you're not?  I should have kept him on the phone and waited while he walked outside and got in the truck and cranked up.

But I shouldn't have to.

Oh she gave him a fit.

Strike ONE .... in the bottom of the 9th.

After 10 days of possitive.

He hasn't read any of his book since oh maybe Thursday.  Said he was taking a break.  Well, obviously the reading material was keeping him focused on GOOD behavior. 

Still keeping one eye open........

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Pay It Forward

Robin Tales of a Trailer Park Princess! is challenging us to a game she found in another blog:

Pay-it-forward challenge

A few days ago I saw the Pay-It-Forward Challenge on another blog and thought it sounded like fun.  I took the challenge.

Here are the rules!

1.~Leave a comment on my blog that says you want to play. First three folks to comment will get a gift from ME. (If I don't know it already, let me know how I can contact you, an e-mail is fine.

2.~Do the same thing on your blog! The first three folks who leave a comment and commit to doing this on their blog, too, will get a surprise from YOU at a surprise time in the next 365 days!

Sounds like fun to me! (Only thing is, I'm not sure how long I can wait to send you a surprise, so it probably won't be anywhere near a year.)

A Stand Up Guy

Many moons ago when Miss T was a wee little one, oh between 3yrs and 7 yrs, she was full of questions.....

One of her favorite's being "Why?" about everything you told her.

But her best one was "What do you and Tommy do when you go to bed?" and my favorite answer was

"Tell jokes!"

She bit and hung on to that one....and played along.  We'd tell "knock knock" jokes and she'd laugh and we'd laugh about it later on.

So tonight she was a bit freaked out and crawled in bed with me about 11pm ......after oh, 30 minutes or so, I said to Tom "let's tell jokes" (which has a hidden meaning to it).

One particular joke I will tell her is "What do you call a chicken crossing the road?"........she never knows the answer.

"Poultry In Motion!" and I just laugh at myself.  Of course, she doesn't get it.

So tonight she ANSWERS me! "Poultry In Motion" and says "I still don't get it!".

About 2am Tom wakes me........."badda bing" and we're laying there laughing, and I said "Let's tell jokes" (hidden meaning) and he comes right back with...........

...........My Stand Up Is Done for the night!!!!!!

ROFLMAOPIMP!!!!!!!!!!!!

I said "so, you're telling me that your stand up has SAT DOWN for the remainder of the evening!"

Laughter.....snicker....."still got it at my age" .... High 5's....

and I said.......

I gotta go BLOG!

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