Sunday February 20th 2011, 8:35 PM
Filed under: birthday,celebration,family,happy,love

What’s New Pussycats?

Where to start? I’ll go back to the beginning……No. that would take too long….

D is doing well, and Son2 and his friends are all standing firm for him. So far, so good, and things seem to be on the upswing for him.

As for my bad blogging habits….I am quite prolific. I have seven or eight posts written every night before I finally fall asleep. The problem is, they are written in my head as I nod off. If I got out of bed or tried to write them down, I would most certainly wake myself up and have to start all over again. And so, my friends, you are missing out on some awesome insights, hilarious anecdotes, and heart-warming stories of my life. But don’t despair! This is all very good from my perspective. This means that I am sleeping at night. As for the daytime, my back is free from pain for the first time in a long while. I am moving around and catching up on all the odd jobs that I let pile up for the past year or so. (No, I’m not overdoing!)

Not only am I moving, I am moving. I am still exercising on the treadmill every other day. On the days in between, I manage to do a bit of actual exercise. And one day, I walked down the street with the dog and in a moment of  ‘what the hell’  I ran-yes, ran- half the block on the return trip. I didn’t get winded, but I did work the muscles. I used to run track a long, long time ago and it felt really good to do that again. I have tried to include running in some form, outside or in on the treadmill.

What else? Hmmm…..let’s see….

Oh yes. My 49th birthday just passed. Babygirl came home for the weekend and I went out for dinner with all of my kids. Son2 and his girlfriend gave me tickets to the season opener of the Philadelphia Union in March. I am very psyched for it. Son1 and his girl Shenanigan also gave me a gift.

Metalmom will be METALGRANDMOM sometime in October. After all the time they spent trying, they finally got it right. Son1 is already a good dad to Jazzy so I know that he will be a superduper dad to his own kid. He is very excited and hoping for a boy, so….fingers crossed!!! This is a ‘facebook secret’ until they can tell the rest of the family, so NO BLABBING!!

So, don’t worry if I’m not here for a day or a week. Know that things are good and I am slowly but surely returning to the woman that I used to be. It has been a long time since I have done many things and so I am doing them now, while I have the incentive and energy. I’m sure I’ll slow down soon enough and return to commenting on your blogs. Just know that I am still reading them and keeping up with you.

I love and miss you all…….

Monday January 24th 2011, 12:52 PM
Filed under: family,happy,Hubs,love

Tat 2

For our 20th anniversary, Hubs paid for me to get a tattoo. It was something that I wanted for many years before it became the fashion statement for those outside of gangs. I knew what I wanted and where, so after many discussions, he agreed and paid for this:

This is Kokopelli.  When I chose this, Babygirl was with me. There was this one and another that was blue. My intention was to get the other on the opposite calf. This most likely will not happen. You see, Hubs has regretted ever paying for this. He simply isn’t happy seeing it. I give not one shit. I love it so much and I find myself admiring it or stroking it unconciously. It makes me happy.

Ever since she was a kid, Babygirl has wanted one just like mine. We have discussed it both with Hubs and without. This weekend, away at college, she has done what many college kids do and got a tattoo. This one-the mate to mine:

 When she texted me her intention, I did not forbid her nor did I encourage. I know that she is over 18. I also know that, like me, she has given this alot of thought. I did however, inform her that I will not break the news to her dad. In fact, I told her that I will deny all knowledge of it. Chickenshit move? You betcha. But she is ‘Daddy’s little girl’ and he will get over it. I am the wife and I would hear about it every single time he sees it.

She will not post this on Facebook even though she is dying to. Her aunts and cousins are all there. Her brothers friends are all there. Any one of this vast group of people could make a harmless remark to me or to Hubs.  She wants to wait and tell him herself in person.

I just want to tell her publicly……I love it. It is beautiful. I looks joyful. 

It is everything that you are too.

Thursday January 20th 2011, 7:58 PM
Filed under: happy,kids,love

The Giggle in My House

The job situation for Son2 has always been a bit uncertain. He works for an electrical company during the day. However, depending on the building going on, he can be laid off for the winter, or for a few days, or for a week or two. That’s why he has job two- at a bowling alley. Job 2 has always helped to keep money in his bank account and is always flexible about starting times, so that if he is late on the first job, he can still go into work an hour later if he needs to.

Times- like now- he is up at 5:30, gets home at 4, goes to the second job at 5 and works until roughly 1-2am. This is not every night of the week!!  But it is often enough that on his night off, he has been known to fall asleep in his work clothes, unshowered and unfed and will sleep the night away.

One of Son2’s faults used to be his temper. He would get impatient, annoyed, and snippy and suddenly start yelling at anyone within an arm’s length. He has grown up and learned to conduct himself in a more adult way, but on occasion we see the old fella rear his ugly head. Those occasions would be when his work schedule catches up with him. That day of the week would be Wednesdays. I knew to treat him with kid gloves, try to get him a favorite dinner, and above all… hugging or kissing!

Lately, he has been a different person. He may come home from work tired, cold and muddy and instead of being a bundle of raw nerves, he simply sighs and says that he had rough day. He may mention being tired or hungry, but it is conversational, not confrontational.

And then he goes upstairs.

Lately, his girlfriend has been driving him to his second job. She is here early and has dinner with us. She waits in his room while he changes, just chatting and sharing a visit in the little time they have. She is a very cool girl and she shares his interests of sports, music and movies.  He likes her enough to bring her to family celebrations. (HUGE!). He spends money on her, taking her out to dinner at restaurants that don’t have commercials or jingles.

And then I hear a sound…….

…..a giggle…..

……NOT a girl’s giggle!!!!

I don’t hear it frequently enough and it was a shock at first. Now, I hear the teasing.  He teases her and she will laugh or tell him to shut up. He cares that she has a cold. He offers to fix her tea or get her Nyquil.  I don’t know this man but I smile when I hear him speak to her when he thinks no one can hear him.  If I ask him about this relationship, I will get a sly smile and a shrug, but no answers, but mom knows.

He has softened his rough edges. He is maturing. He is happy. She makes him happy. She gives him the space he needs.

He gives her a ‘dutch oven’.

It might be love.

Sunday January 16th 2011, 10:20 PM
Filed under: fashion,Friends,happy,Hubs,laughs,love,weight

Three Little Things

I learned three things this weekend that may seem little to most of you, but that are kinda big to me……

Three…..I was told by a teenage boy–who is not related to me–that it was fun shopping with me. I was in Claire’s with his mom and sister. (Shopping for an eleven year old girl who is overwhelmed by the number of sparklies is a joy I have gladly given up!) We giggled together over the stupid sunglasses and furry hats. I threatened to tell a girl that he liked her. He threatened to act like I was a cougar hunting young cubs. This is a kid that only a few short months ago, was more annoying than the sound of nails on a blackboard. It made me smile….a lot.

Two….I found out that my exercising is starting to pay off again. I have gone from a 44D to 42C. This was somewhat exasperating. I needed to return two bras that I had bought last month and I only expected to exchange them. My friend talked me into trying on two different styles. They didn’t fit me for some odd reason and she begged to see what the problem was. Before I knew it, she was throwing bra after bra over the dressing room door. “Humor me”, she said over and over again. I was getting pissed and I felt like a teenager bra shopping with her mom. I was fed up. She said “humor me” one more and time and I told her that this was the last time. She handed me three more bras that were smaller. They cupped my boobs firmly and yet cradled them way above my belly button. They are pretty. They are floral. They are silky. And she said “I told you so.”  Bitch.  Yeah, I’ll let her get away with it….this time.

One….Hubs woke up in one of those rare moods. He was playful and I wasn’t. I got dressed to go out, and as I started to put on my coat, I noticed I had a spot on my blouse. And so, I changed. He thought it was funny that I was getting ticked off about the spot. Whatever. Oh and before I put my coat back on, I wanted to rinse my mouth with mouthwash. As I did, I dribbled down the front of the new shirt. He roared with laughter. It was at this point that I was ready to pull on my pajamas and go back to bed. I was still sleepy and not in the mood for playing around. He came to the bathroom door and hugged me. “Why are you getting so upset?” he asked me. “I feel like an ass and you’re laughing.”  And then he said….

“I love the way you make me laugh. I love you and you’re so cute.”

Yeah, that one was the number one thing…….That and the french toast he bought me for breakfast. :)

Tuesday January 11th 2011, 7:05 PM
Filed under: Friends,happy,love

My Wench


Yesterday, I had lunch with Bubblewench. It is a very special person that takes a day off of work, and then drives over here just to have lunch and a few laughs with me.  I’m so happy to call her my friend.

Love you like crazy, Bubblewench!!  MUAH!  :*

Saturday January 01st 2011, 7:40 PM
Filed under: celebration,family,happy,love

Not Quite The ‘Same Old’

On the last day of 2010, I slept in. When I finally awoke, I could hear the television on in the living room. Hubs was watching cartoons and drinking coffee.  I rolled out of bed, showered, dressed and got myself some caffeine.  Since my back has been tweaked, I spent much of the day sitting still, either playing on the laptop or watching television. I had a sandwich for dinner, watched more tv, had a drink and went to bed.

On the first day of 2010, I slept in. When I finally awoke, I could hear the television on in the living room. Hubs was watching cartoons and drinking coffee.  I rolled out of bed, showered, dressed and got myself some caffeine.  Since my back felt better, I planned on taking down the tree. But I realized that my Kohl’s cash would expire if I didn’t use it. And so, Hubs and I shopped. We came home, had a sandwich for dinner, and  watched more tv.

Same old/same old.

Usually, I find myself wishing that things were different, more exciting. I wish I had places to go, or people to see. I wish for things that I don’t have or can’t afford. I wish that I looked different or felt different. This year? It’s not quite the ‘same old’. Even though I spent the week between Christmas and New Year sick with an unholy virus, I spent every evening with my Hubs, sipping tea or cocoa, under a blanket.

Over the holiday, I shopped with friends, I spent quality time with nieces and nephews, I enjoyed my parents.  I got to know my ex-SIL and my Son2’s girlfriend better.

What is not the same, is the fact that I sat back and surveyed my room. It is my home. It is where I am happiest. My kids are upstairs. I hear them laughing or bitching about their days as they pass each other in the hallway.  Bandit is beside me snuffling in his sleep, and Hubs just caught me looking at him (“What?”  “Nothing, babe. I just love you”)  Yes, I sat back and assessed my life.

It’s not bad.

2010 brought me pain, heartache and worry. But it also brought me great joy and blessings. If I can call this “the same old” stuff, then I am prepared for 2011 to bring me more of the same.

Tuesday November 09th 2010, 9:21 PM
Filed under: celebration,family,happy,love

Grandmom in Training

Many of my friends are grandparents. They have married children who are expanding the family trees. I see their pictures on Facebook or when we go out together. “Look my beautiful grandbabies!”  “My grand kids make me so happy” “Oh yes, they are expecting very soon”. These are a few of the greetings I see each day.

I don’t begrudge any of them. Far from it. I rejoice because when my friends are happy, I am happy. I love children and a baby’s smile is one of life’s most beautiful things.

But sometimes, just sometimes, I feel left by the roadside.

Son1 is going to be thirty this year. He loves children and has wanted to have a child of his own since he turned twenty. This past summer, he and Shenanigans decided that they are ready. They just want to put aside a bit more money, but if it happens sooner, they will be happy with that. I could barely contain my happiness when they told me. But until then, I have Shenanigan’s daughter Jazz to ‘practice’ with.

This weekend I was her “Mom-Mom” and I watched with pride as she was Confirmed. I took out my camera and snapped away and took videos. I smiled ear to ear as she spent her time with the Cardinal. I watched the pride on my son’s face. He is the only father she has ever known. I know that he will be an awesome dad because he has shown us all as he is raising Jazz.

 He already has such a beautiful family……

Sunday October 24th 2010, 1:17 PM
Filed under: family,happy,ineptitude

Too Much

Since Babygirl went off to college, grocery shopping is happening every third week or so.  She was the one who reminded me that we needed fresh fruits and vegetables in the house.  She was the one who liked having pudding in the fridge or Oreos in the cabinet.  Now, we have Oreos when Hubs wants them. We get chips to go along with hamburgers or hoagies for dinner. I buy fresh veggies when I have a new recipe to try or when it’s just too nice looking to pass up.  Other than that, I don’t notice until I need more than two things.

This week, we had empty cabinets. I was down to the last two rolls of toilet paper. I had ketchup, tomato paste, ramen noodles and creamed corn in the cupboard.  I had three half full Gatorades, vinegar, and olives in the fridge. It was sad. I wandered in a triangle….cupboard, fridge, freezer looking for a snack that was nowhere to be found.

So Hubs and I trudged off to the Acme armed with coupons, ads and list. We were ready for business. And so we shopped…..and shopped.

They say it’s a mistake to shop hungry and Hubs and I know this to be a fact. This night, we had eaten dinner and we were not hungry. For some reason, it made little difference. We got lots of meat that was on sale and lots of stuff that we had coupons for. I guess that two weeks of not having snacks in the house made us crazy. Our eyes glazed over as we went down the chip aisle. I grabbed Doritos, he grabbed corn chips. We strolled the cookie aisle where I grabbed macadamia cookies, he grabbed Oreos and we both grabbed cheez-its. In the dairy aisle, we wanted cheese, ice cream, and did I already mention cheese? Since Babygirl’s friend was taking her birthday presents to the college, I bought bananas- some for her and some for me. And I didn’t pass over the oranges.

We got home and unpacked the bags, loading up the cabinets, fridge and freezer. I was filled with such a feeling of satisfaction. I could relax. I had food in the house. And now, I could go sit next to Hubs to watch some tv, with my feet up.

But first? A snack to enjoy while sitting there…

I walked the triangle once again. I went from the cabinet…looking at the chips….to the cupboard….looking at the cookies….to fridge and freezer…looking at the fruit and ice cream.

I almost wept with frustration.

There is too much and it hurt my brain to decide.

Fuck it. I did a shot of Southern Comfort and went to watch tv in bed instead.

Monday October 11th 2010, 8:45 PM
Filed under: doctors,family,fashion,happy,ineptitude,owies

Sucks and Smiles

Every time I check in here, I am surprised that so much time has gone by.

I have begun to go off my wellbutrin. Let’s just say…….I am miserable and it sucks and we can leave it at that.

My thyroid is jacked up. The previous doctor didn’t keep very good tabs on it and the new doc immediately upped my dosage. Now I am up and moving around and I’m hungry and I’m burning it off and I talk with run on sentences and I barely take a breath between words and I use the words “and” and “you know” like a teenager.

And then I get miserable again.

But I am smiling and happy that things are changing.

Babygirl came home on Thursday and she will be home until Tuesday. It is so nice having her and the BF and BFF coming and going. Bandit is getting all the loving he can and he sleeps with her right now because…..

I hurt my foot and I am currently on crutches. What did I do, you ask? I don’t have a fucking clue. Really.

I had gone out with the gang on Saturday night wearing a pair of cute boots. (Not even the ones with the highest heel!!) I never tripped or fell, but I did dance a bit. Around 1:30am, as we were leaving breakfast, I thought, “Jeez, my foot hurts!” I chalked it up to wearing boots that I haven’t worn since last winter. I got home at about 2 and when I tried to pull said boot off my foot it was tight. My right foot immediately began to swell, but I was drun–, um, a wee bit intoxicated. I guess that is why I didn’t feel such bad pain.

When I woke up, my foot was swollen and I couldn’t put weight on it. Needless to say, Hubs and I spent Sunday afternoon in the hospital, getting x-rays and crutches. (It’s not ‘visibly broken’ and if it still hurts by mid-week, I need to see a specialist….because God knows, I don’t see enough of them!)

So there you have it…sucks and smiles…..but with Babygirl home, those smiles are HUGE!!  :D

Tuesday September 28th 2010, 12:48 PM
Filed under: celebration,family,happy,love,travel

No More Metal

I’ve been getting a bit of a  “Babygirl fix”.

On Saturday, we hit the road for a the two and half hour ride out to Shippensburg for Family Weekend. Son1, Jazz and Shenanigans went too. Oh my gosh, the weather was so nice. The sun was fairly hot, but still, the humidity was down. We managed to take a walking tour of the Civil War era homes and other points of interest. Son1 is very much into those things and it was pretty cool to listen to him read the pamphlet from the Historical Society as he pointed out buildings and cemeteries. I haven’t seen him do that in quite some time.  After the tour, we visited with Babygirl, her Boy and the roomie. We really got a good look at the dorm and she showed us where her classes were. It was heart warming to see her big brother pass her a few bucks for her pocket. Both of my boys surprised me by doing that.

Then, Monday she came home after classes. She is here to get her braces off today. She was here for dinner (a perfect roast as requested) and I really liked seeing this: 

I found myself just looking over at her, drinking in the sight of my kiddo finishing up some class work that needed to be submitted by the end of the day. I’ve missed her presence around here. (And you can see that Bandit is hogging up all the loving!)

This morning, we left at 7am to get to her orthodontist by 8. Today was the day that she has been waiting for!  The braces came off! One less bill to be paid every month. 

At least my money went to a worthy cause……a “coming off” gift for my girl….CANDY. Gummy, chewy, cavity-inducing candy. Way to go, dentist! They even included a mug for her tooth-staining coffee or tea, and a frisbee in case she wanted to knock one out! Again….way to go, dentist!

At this minute, she is making arrangements to work during her fall break. After that, she’ll get her retainer and come back to me for dinner. Far too soon, she will hop aboard a train that will carry her to Harrisburg. By the time I’m nearly ready for bed, she will be back at her dorm…smiling her beautiful smile for all of her friends to see.

And one thing is for sure…she will kiss her boyfriend for the first time without metal in her mouth!

:D   :D   :D   :D   :D   :D   :D   :D