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| I think he has an adorable little profile with his dad's chin! |
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| I don't think there can be any mistake there! |
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Oh Boy!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
This is a Public Service Announcement
A little Hanchuck Nugget is on the way. Lock your doors and hide your children!!!
Due: August 13th, 2011
Here it is at 12 weeks.
Due: August 13th, 2011
Here it is at 12 weeks.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Lost in Transition
Wow...it's almost been a year since I have posted to this blog. Congratulations to me, I'm officially a failed blogger with my 3 posts and 1 whole follower!
I started this blog because I love to write. I stopped writing this blog because life happens, but now....now I find myself needing a hobby more than ever and I'm going to try to make this one of them.
I'll spare my one reader (Hi Sister!!) the misery of reading through every gory detail of the past year, but trust me, it's been both amazing and devastating at the same time.
Here is a recap:
Amazing (Not necessarily in chronological order):
I started this blog because I love to write. I stopped writing this blog because life happens, but now....now I find myself needing a hobby more than ever and I'm going to try to make this one of them.
I'll spare my one reader (Hi Sister!!) the misery of reading through every gory detail of the past year, but trust me, it's been both amazing and devastating at the same time.
Here is a recap:
Amazing (Not necessarily in chronological order):
- My husband and I took our long over due Honeymoon trip to Italy this summer. Highlights include: Rome, Pisa, Lucca, Cinque Terre, Chianti, Venice and 24 hours in London.
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| Rome |
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| Hiking Cinque Terre (Our favorite part of the trip!) |
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| Venice Gondola Rush Hour |
- A trip back home to Utah for my brother's wedding. (Longest wedding in the history of all weddings...Mormon style yo!)
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| This picture is hilarious to me..I feel like I should have 2 sister wives and 25 kids next to me. |
- A trip to South Carolina where we fell in love with the city and briefly flirted with the idea of moving there.
- A trip to New Orleans to visit our friends (during Southern Decadence) that took about two weeks to recover from.
- A trip to Chicago for what has become our annual tradition of attending Lollapalooza. This time we took the trip with my oldest brother and his wife and one of my sisters and her boyfriend. Let me tell you...there is nothing in the world that compares to sharing a common love of music with siblings..it was an amazing trip! I have the most amazing family in the world!!
- Concerts, concerts and more concerts.
- Babies babies babies.
- Various other debaucherous activities.
Devastating:
After 12 years of raising her (8 of those as a single mother), my daughter decided to spread her wings and try living with her dad in San Diego for a year.
It's not something that surprised me or came out of the blue. I had promised her all her life she could make that decision when she turned 12. She even tried to prepare me for the inevitability during innocent conversations on the way to soccer practice or the grocery store.
"You know I'm almost 12 mom, and you remember you promised me I could try and live with my dad. I just want to make sure you know I'm going to do it."
"Yeah yeah, I know, we'll cross that bridge when it comes."
I always said this with the conviction that when the time did come, she would balk. That by the end of her summertime visit she would be "over it" and ready to come back like every year.
My husband did his best to keep me distracted all summer with traveling. Friends and family all tried to comfort me by saying "she'll come back". I held myself together by convincing myself she would. It wasn't until I had to call her school district a couple of days before school was to start and let them know she would not be attending here this year, that it really hit me. I locked myself in the bathroom and cried for hours. It was one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life.
So, I've kind of been lost in this transition. Battling some depression and anxiety. Trying to navigate my way through this new existence and identity that no longer includes being a full time mom. It's strange that while I in no way lost my daughter, I still moved through the stages of grief. Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and I think I've finally moved into Acceptance. There are times when I enjoy the freedom of being able to pick up and go whenever and wherever I want, and being able to run around my house naked, then there are times when a mountain of pain crushes me until I can't breathe or do anything but sit and sob, but most of the time now, it just..... is. And I'll tell you right now, there is no way I would be able to get through this without my amazing husband. Even though I scream at him when he says the wrong things, when he's only trying to comfort me while inconsolable, I am so grateful for the tremendous support he has been through this whole experience.
It scares the shit out of me that she is nearly an exact replica of myself, right down to her desire to take advantage of every opportunity to exercise her independence, her need for change and thirst for adventure and of course her mule like stubbornness. As hard as this has been on me, I am extremely proud of my daughter. It's scary to start a new school and meet new friends to put yourself out there into the unknown, especially in 7th grade. I hope this experience will strengthen her and give her a broader sense of the world, and maybe a greater appreciation for our relationship. I hope she knows and understands how much I love her.
More than anything though, I hope come the end of the school year - she'll come back.
More than anything though, I hope come the end of the school year - she'll come back.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Not That Fateful and Dreaded Phone Call
Tayler got out of the shower yesterday and came in my room wrapped in a towel, hair dripping on the floor to show me some purple-ish spots on her chest. I did the usual sick child spot check. No fever. No runny nose. No cough. No aches or pains. So, I sent her off to school with instructions to keep her eye on them and call me if they started multiplying. Around noon, I get a phone call from her saying she had 7 spots this morning, and now there are 11. I picked her up from school, did another spot check. No symptoms of any kind. I called the doctor and they told me to bring her in.
All of her vitals were perfect as usual and she was cheery and happy. The doctor came in and took a look at the spots, checked her legs, listened to her lungs, checked the spots again, and made that god awful perplexed "hmmmm", you know, the one with the furrowed brow that makes your stomach turn. She then told me the spots are purpura. Pur..whaaaaa?? Purpura is essentially bleeding under the skin and can be caused by a multitude of things ranging from meningitis to simple trauma to the area.
"I'll be right back" the doctor says and steps out of the room. My concern grows as I just know she's going to find another doctor for another opinion, and of course moments later in walks the doctor with her colleague. He looks at the spots more "hmmmmmms". He has her lie down and lifts her head, moves it around in circles, asks some questions, and rules out meningitis..whewwwwwww!!! The options we were left with were a: Trauma or B: low platelets...shiiiiiiiit!!! He recommends some blood tests and leaves.
This of course throws Tayler into a near panic. The last time a needle had to enter Tayler about 6 years ago, it took 6 grown nurses to hold her down. I gave the typical reassurances..."You're a young adult now" "You can handle this" "It's not as bad as a shot" "Mommy will be right here, holding your hand." "I'll buy you ice cream if you're brave"... When the nurse came in to draw the blood, she manned up..shut her eyes really tight, winced a little, squeezed the shit out of my hand, and only said "ow" once. I was very proud of her!!
The doctor came back in and let me know she was sending the blood to the labs to be tested STAT, not because she thought it was anything serious, but because she was curious...seriously?!?!?! This is what you say to reassure a parent you have just told their child could potentially have leukemia?!?!? I'm curious?!?! WTF...she sent me home with purpura written on a piece of paper and explicit instructions NOT TO GOOGLE IT when I got home.
We went home. Picked up a frozen pizza and the promised ice cream at the store. I had promised Tayler we would watch My Sister's Keeper when Ross was out of town this week. As much as I was sure I did NOT want to sit with my daughter and watch a dramatic sob story about a girl with..you guessed it..Leukemia, I felt like what I needed to do with Tayler right now was act normal. She did not need her mom in total freak-out mode...freaking her out.
So we watched the movie, while I choked back tears. I literally forced myself NOT to cry..and that was a SAD movie!! And I waited...and waited...and waited. We left the doctor's office at 5.. at 7 there was still no call...at 8 there was still no call. I continued to reassure myself that there couldn't possibly be anything wrong with her..she was healthy and active...but when you're in these situations, you can't help but think about all of the movies and blogs you read from parents with seriously sick children..how their kid was fine, then one day some strange something or other appears, and the next thing they know their fighting some epic battle with a life-threatening disease. I wasn't in a full blown panic, but it was definitely lingering at the back of my head.
Around 9, I got the call. I knew immediately by the chipper way the doctor said "Hi!" that everything was fine, a total rush of relief when she said Tayler's blood is perfect.
I was beyond grateful and relieved that it was NOT one of those calls that turn your world upside down, and in that moment, my heart went out to all of those parents who have answered that phone call and heard a somber doctor on the other end of the line.
All of her vitals were perfect as usual and she was cheery and happy. The doctor came in and took a look at the spots, checked her legs, listened to her lungs, checked the spots again, and made that god awful perplexed "hmmmm", you know, the one with the furrowed brow that makes your stomach turn. She then told me the spots are purpura. Pur..whaaaaa?? Purpura is essentially bleeding under the skin and can be caused by a multitude of things ranging from meningitis to simple trauma to the area.
"I'll be right back" the doctor says and steps out of the room. My concern grows as I just know she's going to find another doctor for another opinion, and of course moments later in walks the doctor with her colleague. He looks at the spots more "hmmmmmms". He has her lie down and lifts her head, moves it around in circles, asks some questions, and rules out meningitis..whewwwwwww!!! The options we were left with were a: Trauma or B: low platelets...shiiiiiiiit!!! He recommends some blood tests and leaves.
This of course throws Tayler into a near panic. The last time a needle had to enter Tayler about 6 years ago, it took 6 grown nurses to hold her down. I gave the typical reassurances..."You're a young adult now" "You can handle this" "It's not as bad as a shot" "Mommy will be right here, holding your hand." "I'll buy you ice cream if you're brave"... When the nurse came in to draw the blood, she manned up..shut her eyes really tight, winced a little, squeezed the shit out of my hand, and only said "ow" once. I was very proud of her!!
The doctor came back in and let me know she was sending the blood to the labs to be tested STAT, not because she thought it was anything serious, but because she was curious...seriously?!?!?! This is what you say to reassure a parent you have just told their child could potentially have leukemia?!?!? I'm curious?!?! WTF...she sent me home with purpura written on a piece of paper and explicit instructions NOT TO GOOGLE IT when I got home.
We went home. Picked up a frozen pizza and the promised ice cream at the store. I had promised Tayler we would watch My Sister's Keeper when Ross was out of town this week. As much as I was sure I did NOT want to sit with my daughter and watch a dramatic sob story about a girl with..you guessed it..Leukemia, I felt like what I needed to do with Tayler right now was act normal. She did not need her mom in total freak-out mode...freaking her out.
So we watched the movie, while I choked back tears. I literally forced myself NOT to cry..and that was a SAD movie!! And I waited...and waited...and waited. We left the doctor's office at 5.. at 7 there was still no call...at 8 there was still no call. I continued to reassure myself that there couldn't possibly be anything wrong with her..she was healthy and active...but when you're in these situations, you can't help but think about all of the movies and blogs you read from parents with seriously sick children..how their kid was fine, then one day some strange something or other appears, and the next thing they know their fighting some epic battle with a life-threatening disease. I wasn't in a full blown panic, but it was definitely lingering at the back of my head.
Around 9, I got the call. I knew immediately by the chipper way the doctor said "Hi!" that everything was fine, a total rush of relief when she said Tayler's blood is perfect.
I was beyond grateful and relieved that it was NOT one of those calls that turn your world upside down, and in that moment, my heart went out to all of those parents who have answered that phone call and heard a somber doctor on the other end of the line.
Monday, August 17, 2009
5 Reasons Why It's Been Three Decades Since My Last Post
1. I'm working two jobs now and it's sucking the life out of me and who wants to read a blog about spreadsheets and more spreadsheets??
2. I'm working 60 hours a week now, so you tell me..between THAT, episodes of Weeds, a bottle of wine a night (for mental health reasons), and my absolutley required-in-order-to-function 8 hours of sleep..where does blogging fit?? ... (hint: it Doesn't).
3. I've been running around the house naked and free all summer and enjoying the new backyard I slaved over all spring while Tayler was off to CA with her dad...in my but only in my daydreams because.......... see #1.
4. I've been jet-setting around the world and galavanting across the globe seeking out adventures and thrills...but only when I close my eyes at night...In realy life I couldn't even afford a realy honeymoon this summer...hence #2.
5. I've been putting all of my effort into holding onto the tiniest last shred of sanity I have left....reason: see above.
2. I'm working 60 hours a week now, so you tell me..between THAT, episodes of Weeds, a bottle of wine a night (for mental health reasons), and my absolutley required-in-order-to-function 8 hours of sleep..where does blogging fit?? ... (hint: it Doesn't).
3. I've been running around the house naked and free all summer and enjoying the new backyard I slaved over all spring while Tayler was off to CA with her dad...in my but only in my daydreams because.......... see #1.
4. I've been jet-setting around the world and galavanting across the globe seeking out adventures and thrills...but only when I close my eyes at night...In realy life I couldn't even afford a realy honeymoon this summer...hence #2.
5. I've been putting all of my effort into holding onto the tiniest last shred of sanity I have left....reason: see above.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
The Freaks Come Out At Night
Somewhere around 2 in the morning, I awoke to some sort of scratchy squeaky noise and I was convinced the "things" that have infested our walls and attic had finally succeeded in clawing their way through the wall as they have been trying desperately to do ALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT for about three months..or maybe longer now...because my husband who is ALWAYS on top of things says everyday "I'm on it..I'll do it tomorrow"
translation: "You keep moving your mouth, but all I hear is blahh blahhh blahh".
My heart jumped into my throat as I imagined something along the lines of THIS crawling out of a hole under the bed with the sole purpose of clawing my eyes out.
Just kidding..my imagination isn't THAT good..I Google'd "Rat Monster". Although...you never know these days, what with cancer and the chemicals in the air and what-not..that IS probably a very close representation of what has been building a freaking condo complex up in my attic ALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT..or then again, it could be an image depicting the personality of my almost 11 year daughter that has surfaced over the past two months..
Luckily it was just the stupid cat lapping up the water in the cup I left beside the bed. You would think that knowing I had two cats whose natural instincts SHOULD be to hunt down little creatures like this and destroy them would be somewhat comforting, but then you would have to know my cats. Moon would just sit there and stare at it with that phlegmatic (I found that word on Thesaurus.com..because I am oh so clever!!) expression because she's too freaking lazy to move her fat ass and chase anything and she just doesn't give a shit..and Cassady is scared of her own shadow..she would have a heart attack and die instantly at the sight of that thing....
either way I'm in desperate need an exterminator..or a terminator and maybe even an exorcist...for my walls AND Tayler's new tween alter-ego..
a two for one deal would be extra nice!!
translation: "You keep moving your mouth, but all I hear is blahh blahhh blahh".
My heart jumped into my throat as I imagined something along the lines of THIS crawling out of a hole under the bed with the sole purpose of clawing my eyes out.
Just kidding..my imagination isn't THAT good..I Google'd "Rat Monster". Although...you never know these days, what with cancer and the chemicals in the air and what-not..that IS probably a very close representation of what has been building a freaking condo complex up in my attic ALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT..or then again, it could be an image depicting the personality of my almost 11 year daughter that has surfaced over the past two months..
Luckily it was just the stupid cat lapping up the water in the cup I left beside the bed. You would think that knowing I had two cats whose natural instincts SHOULD be to hunt down little creatures like this and destroy them would be somewhat comforting, but then you would have to know my cats. Moon would just sit there and stare at it with that phlegmatic (I found that word on Thesaurus.com..because I am oh so clever!!) expression because she's too freaking lazy to move her fat ass and chase anything and she just doesn't give a shit..and Cassady is scared of her own shadow..she would have a heart attack and die instantly at the sight of that thing....
either way I'm in desperate need an exterminator..or a terminator and maybe even an exorcist...for my walls AND Tayler's new tween alter-ego..
a two for one deal would be extra nice!!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Taking a Ride on The Obama Bandwagon
In my 10 years of voting eligibilty..this was the first year I got out and excersized my right.
Why this year? I don't know..maybe because I've never felt like change has ever been needed more than right now..maybe because my bleeding heart liberal husband has helped open my eyes (aka: subjected me to politics for approximately 15 excrutiating hours a day) and interest in who's guiding the super-power of the world..maybe because Bush honestly envoked enough fear into my heart..fear that our current choice in leadership was dragging us all to hell by the collar..and my daughter's generation would be left to pick up the pieces.
But I'm pretty sure that because I took an interest..because I stood up and said enough of this shit...I sat on my bed next to my hubby and heard a great man speak today..and the sun is now shining on our hopeful future!!
Why this year? I don't know..maybe because I've never felt like change has ever been needed more than right now..maybe because my bleeding heart liberal husband has helped open my eyes (aka: subjected me to politics for approximately 15 excrutiating hours a day) and interest in who's guiding the super-power of the world..maybe because Bush honestly envoked enough fear into my heart..fear that our current choice in leadership was dragging us all to hell by the collar..and my daughter's generation would be left to pick up the pieces.
But I'm pretty sure that because I took an interest..because I stood up and said enough of this shit...I sat on my bed next to my hubby and heard a great man speak today..and the sun is now shining on our hopeful future!!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Ho HO Ho!!!!
Moon would like to wish everyone Happy Holidays..she has been growing a beard all year in anticipation of being extra festive this holiday season. Moon is camera shy and obviously snuck of some of Ross's holiday "cheer" before her big holiday photo shoot. .. she would also like to add..... "Dear Santa, please rescue me from these ass holes who think I am here for their own amusement and drunken entertainment"
Cassady would also like to wish you all Happy Holidays...she too wanted to add a special comment ... but it was too crass and obscene to share.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
A year in review
And Now...I would like to bore you with one of those endless and pointless surveys about my life in 2008...
Where did you begin 2008?
At Jen & Tony's party .... throwing my engagement ring and screaming at Ross all night. Probably to be repeated this year, but now I have a wedding band to add to the damage...Ross has been practicing his stealth dodging maneuvers in anticipation.
What was your status by Valentine's Day?
Hopelessly in love
Were you in school?
No..but I eat sleep and breathe school through Tayler, who I am sure is so much more demanding in that department than any other kid in history..and if I have a stroke or die from an anneurism it is sure to stem from one of the many many "Homework incidents.."
Did you have to go to the hospital?
No..thank god. *knock on wood* I spent more time with the doctors this year between me and Tayler, than the rest of my life time combined though.
Did you have any encounters with the police?
I was pulled over because Ross didn't re-new his registration when he was supposed to..I drove right through a red light in front of a cop like an idiot because I was dazed out on cold medication...seriously people...stay off the roads when you're sick!..most of you just need to stay off the roads..period. * No tickets were issued..because I'm soooo cute.
Where did you go on vacation?
Key West
What did you purchase that was over $500?
A wedding
Did you know anybody who got married?
This was the year of weddings...but most importantly ... Ross tied the knot...didn't think that would ever happen.
Did you know anybody who passed away?
My grandpa
Did you move anywhere?
Still happy at home
What sporting events did you attend?
Ross dragged me to my first Bucs game...I hate football!
What concerts/shows did you go to?
Lots o them..some of my favorites: Big Head Todd and the Monsters. Bruce Springsteen. The Cure. There are others, but they seem to be lost in a drunken haze...
Where do you live now?
St. Pete, Florida
Describe your birthday:
I can't even remember...I can promise you it involved alcohol..probably why I don't remember...I'm starting to see a very disconcerting pattern here...
What's the one thing you thought you would never do but did in 2008?
Get Married
What has/have been your favorite moment?
The best wedding EVER!!
What's something you learned about yourself?
Married life surprisingly suits me!
Any new additions to your family?
I have a new niece..and we got a new kitty this year
What music will you remember 2008 by?
Anything by Ray Lamontagne...and Sweat Pea by Amos Lee
Who has been your best drinking buddy?
Rossy...and Emelie comes a close second
Made new friends?
I finally met the people who have all the dirt on Ross this year...I'm sercretly gathering black mail..I'm sure it will be useful leverage one day.
Favorite night out?
The Key West Halloween Scavenger Hunt we put together...and everyone loved...and some can't remember.
What would you change about 2008?
my career ... I'm pretty sure I was destined to sit at home and blog all day ... or sit at home and do nothing ... I'm trying to convince Ross to let me follow my destiny..he doesn't think I'm THAT cute!
Other than home, where did you spend most of your time?
where I didn't want to be
Have any life changes in 2008?
Ummm..married!
Change your hairstyle?
I grew my hair out for the wedding. It was definately an accomplishement..I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to pull a Britney.
Get a new job?
Yes..ehhhh
How old did you turn this year?
2 to the 8
Do you have a New Year's resolution?
I don't do resolutions...I have some good plans for next year though. They will involve a top hat..tap shoes..spandex..three candy canes..and a midget.
Did anything embarrassing happen?
Not particularly ... That I can remember (what is that voice in my head saying..danger Will Robinson..Danger???).. have you seen Ross dance though..THAT's embarrassing..haha..kidding baby...love you!!
Buy anything new from eBay?
I'm pretty sure I got our sand ceremony kit on eBay..but I bought so much crap on-line this year..who knows??
What was/were your favorite purchase(s)?
Our big fat expensive wedding..that we are still paying for..and will keep paying for...for the rest of eternity...why didn't we take the money and run, again???
Get married or divorced?
uhhhhh....
Get arrested?
No thank you
Be honest - did you watch American Idol?
Not a chance!
Did you get sick this year?
I've had a few colds..and allergies...and now I have asthma...and there's been the occasional hangover..ok...weekly hangover...(Danger Will Robinson..Danger!! Time to get healthy???)
Start a new hobby?
Tayler started playing soccer..I get to adopt her hobbies. I'm getting REALLY good at annoying Ross...I practice every night.
Been snowboarding?
ewww ...I went skiing last Christmas in Utah for the second time in my life (Note: I grew up in Utah..best snow on earth..HAAATE it!) .. You can probably add that experience to my most embarassing moment.
Are you happy to see 2008 go?
Sure...just means better things are around the corner...Can't wait to see what 09 brings...so many possibilities. I love change!
Drank Starbucks in 2008?
It's a Saturday morning soccer game ritual now.
Been naughty or nice?
a little bit naughty...a little bit nice. ; )
What are you wishing for in 2009?
Italy..and maybe some procreation...shhhhhh!
Cheers!!!
Where did you begin 2008?
At Jen & Tony's party .... throwing my engagement ring and screaming at Ross all night. Probably to be repeated this year, but now I have a wedding band to add to the damage...Ross has been practicing his stealth dodging maneuvers in anticipation.
What was your status by Valentine's Day?
Hopelessly in love
Were you in school?
No..but I eat sleep and breathe school through Tayler, who I am sure is so much more demanding in that department than any other kid in history..and if I have a stroke or die from an anneurism it is sure to stem from one of the many many "Homework incidents.."
Did you have to go to the hospital?
No..thank god. *knock on wood* I spent more time with the doctors this year between me and Tayler, than the rest of my life time combined though.
Did you have any encounters with the police?
I was pulled over because Ross didn't re-new his registration when he was supposed to..I drove right through a red light in front of a cop like an idiot because I was dazed out on cold medication...seriously people...stay off the roads when you're sick!..most of you just need to stay off the roads..period. * No tickets were issued..because I'm soooo cute.
Where did you go on vacation?
Key West
What did you purchase that was over $500?
A wedding
Did you know anybody who got married?
This was the year of weddings...but most importantly ... Ross tied the knot...didn't think that would ever happen.
Did you know anybody who passed away?
My grandpa
Did you move anywhere?
Still happy at home
What sporting events did you attend?
Ross dragged me to my first Bucs game...I hate football!
What concerts/shows did you go to?
Lots o them..some of my favorites: Big Head Todd and the Monsters. Bruce Springsteen. The Cure. There are others, but they seem to be lost in a drunken haze...
Where do you live now?
St. Pete, Florida
Describe your birthday:
I can't even remember...I can promise you it involved alcohol..probably why I don't remember...I'm starting to see a very disconcerting pattern here...
What's the one thing you thought you would never do but did in 2008?
Get Married
What has/have been your favorite moment?
The best wedding EVER!!
What's something you learned about yourself?
Married life surprisingly suits me!
Any new additions to your family?
I have a new niece..and we got a new kitty this year
What music will you remember 2008 by?
Anything by Ray Lamontagne...and Sweat Pea by Amos Lee
Who has been your best drinking buddy?
Rossy...and Emelie comes a close second
Made new friends?
I finally met the people who have all the dirt on Ross this year...I'm sercretly gathering black mail..I'm sure it will be useful leverage one day.
Favorite night out?
The Key West Halloween Scavenger Hunt we put together...and everyone loved...and some can't remember.
What would you change about 2008?
my career ... I'm pretty sure I was destined to sit at home and blog all day ... or sit at home and do nothing ... I'm trying to convince Ross to let me follow my destiny..he doesn't think I'm THAT cute!
Other than home, where did you spend most of your time?
where I didn't want to be
Have any life changes in 2008?
Ummm..married!
Change your hairstyle?
I grew my hair out for the wedding. It was definately an accomplishement..I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to pull a Britney.
Get a new job?
Yes..ehhhh
How old did you turn this year?
2 to the 8
Do you have a New Year's resolution?
I don't do resolutions...I have some good plans for next year though. They will involve a top hat..tap shoes..spandex..three candy canes..and a midget.
Did anything embarrassing happen?
Not particularly ... That I can remember (what is that voice in my head saying..danger Will Robinson..Danger???).. have you seen Ross dance though..THAT's embarrassing..haha..kidding baby...love you!!
Buy anything new from eBay?
I'm pretty sure I got our sand ceremony kit on eBay..but I bought so much crap on-line this year..who knows??
What was/were your favorite purchase(s)?
Our big fat expensive wedding..that we are still paying for..and will keep paying for...for the rest of eternity...why didn't we take the money and run, again???
Get married or divorced?
uhhhhh....
Get arrested?
No thank you
Be honest - did you watch American Idol?
Not a chance!
Did you get sick this year?
I've had a few colds..and allergies...and now I have asthma...and there's been the occasional hangover..ok...weekly hangover...(Danger Will Robinson..Danger!! Time to get healthy???)
Start a new hobby?
Tayler started playing soccer..I get to adopt her hobbies. I'm getting REALLY good at annoying Ross...I practice every night.
Been snowboarding?
ewww ...I went skiing last Christmas in Utah for the second time in my life (Note: I grew up in Utah..best snow on earth..HAAATE it!) .. You can probably add that experience to my most embarassing moment.
Are you happy to see 2008 go?
Sure...just means better things are around the corner...Can't wait to see what 09 brings...so many possibilities. I love change!
Drank Starbucks in 2008?
It's a Saturday morning soccer game ritual now.
Been naughty or nice?
a little bit naughty...a little bit nice. ; )
What are you wishing for in 2009?
Italy..and maybe some procreation...shhhhhh!
Cheers!!!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Why Smart Women Carry Purses
Ok..so this past Friday we went out to celebrate a friend's birthday.
Anyway, back to the story....I gave all of my necessities to Ross to carry around in his pockets (because men always have plenty of room in THEIR jeans...wtf??).
5 to 12 drinks later...we're wandering around the block in circles trying to find our car and I ask for my precious Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine. Ross searches all of his pockets..and surprise surprise...NO FUCKING Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine!!
I spent the entire car ride home asking in 2 minute intervals..."where is my fucking chap stick??" ... "where is it??" (yes, I know...poor Ross really does put up with that crap...I'm surprised too.)..I also spent the next two days asking "where is my fucking chap stick??"
So...blah blah blah...it's Wednesday, and I had to make a trip to Target, which just so happens to be next to Bath & Body Works..so I run in and purchase another $5 Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine....and tell Ross he's going to have to make it up to me in some form of favor/chore that I will be sure he will NOT enjoy.... later that night..we're at the local Cider House having a drink with a friend and she turns to me and says...
E: "Oh..hey..here's your chap stick back."
Ross: "Oh...you are so going to pay for this...I think you owe me a PUBLIC apology"
So...here it is...
Baby, I'm sorry I made your life a living hell for three days because you lost my Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine, when in fact, you did not lose my Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine. You are amazing and I suck.
As I normally do, because I refuse to lug a purse around a club...and I HATE having things in my pockets...mostly because there isn't any room in the pockets of my PAINTED ON jeans...because A: that's how they make the majority of women's jeans and B: because my fat ass doesn't fit into anything in my closet now that I am "nesting" or whatever you want to call it (sitting on my ass all day eating shit and gaining weight like no body's business) ... that's right...it's none of your business how much I've gained.
Anyway, back to the story....I gave all of my necessities to Ross to carry around in his pockets (because men always have plenty of room in THEIR jeans...wtf??).
That day, I had purchased this: 
My new most favorite thing in the world.
As I handed it to him...I warned that he was to guard it with his life...only letting it out of his sight when I requested it...warning him that his happiness and well being depended on my ownership of this very chap stick.
5 to 12 drinks later...we're wandering around the block in circles trying to find our car and I ask for my precious Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine. Ross searches all of his pockets..and surprise surprise...NO FUCKING Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine!!
I spent the entire car ride home asking in 2 minute intervals..."where is my fucking chap stick??" ... "where is it??" (yes, I know...poor Ross really does put up with that crap...I'm surprised too.)..I also spent the next two days asking "where is my fucking chap stick??"
So...blah blah blah...it's Wednesday, and I had to make a trip to Target, which just so happens to be next to Bath & Body Works..so I run in and purchase another $5 Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine....and tell Ross he's going to have to make it up to me in some form of favor/chore that I will be sure he will NOT enjoy.... later that night..we're at the local Cider House having a drink with a friend and she turns to me and says...
E: "Oh..hey..here's your chap stick back."
D: (eyes bulging out of her head in astonishment and terror) "WTF...how did you get my chap stick??"
E: "You gave it to me at the club and told me to guard it with my life or you would make me miserable forever."
Ross: "Oh...you are so going to pay for this...I think you owe me a PUBLIC apology"
So...here it is...
Baby, I'm sorry I made your life a living hell for three days because you lost my Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine, when in fact, you did not lose my Cinnamint Mentha Lip Shine. You are amazing and I suck.
The End
Monday, November 24, 2008
Because Who Doesn't Love a Sexy & Witty Serial Killer???
One item on my very long, very involved list of self-indulgences would include this show:
If you have not seen it. What the hell is wrong with you? If you have seen it...holy shit...is this not the BEST season EVER!!!!
Ross and I watch it religiously every Sunday...and if Ross happens to be out of town..I am FORBID to even THINK about glancing at it with out him present. For one, he gets very very jealous any time I get to indulge in something he has to abstain from, and two, he knows he'll have to listen to me gloat about said indulgence and my threats to spoil the plot entirely should he upset me in anyway.
If you have showtime, it's not too late! They run all of their episodes on Show-on-demand...go now...hurry...You'll LOOOOOVE it...I promise!!
Friday, November 21, 2008
Please tell me you did NOT go out in that??? The Ho-Down Show-Down
So..Tayler's school had a "Ho-down" last night for the 4th and 5th graders. My best friend's son goes to school with her and we thought it would be fun to get together for dinner while the kids are at this...Ho-down thing. Actually, she offered to make me dinner...and when would I EVER pass up the opportunity to sit on my ass and drink wine while some else slaves away at the stove??
Two glasses of wine later the kids are yelling from the door that they were leaving to walk the three blocks to the school....we waved them off cheerfully from the kitchen..out of sight from the front door....and poured another glass of wine.
Two hours and one drunk D-licious later (yes, I know it was Thursday night..but c'mon..that's only one day away from Friday..I like my pre-weekend celebrations)...Ross goes to pick them up....I'm sitting on the couch when my daughter comes sauntering in the house...in a spaghetti strap dress-thing that I am pretty sure is really supposed to be a shirt...and patent leather shoes with little heels. I...was....MORTIFIED....seriously MORTIFIED. The only consolation was that she was in-fact smart enough to put shorts on under this atrocity that she for some reason considered appropriate to not only wear out in public...but to a SCHOOL function none-the-less.
We made a feeble attempt at the "modesty talk" where she of course played dumb..(because she is so smart)...claiming that "yea, but I'm wearing shorts underneath" ... 45 minutes of arguing later... I'm pretty sure she now understands the definition of the word modesty, but she by no means has any intentions of implementing it into her wardrobe choices. So naturally we threatened to put her in a habit...permanently...if she EVER tries to walk out the door like that again.
AND now I get to be "THAT parent"...yep...the one who's child they look at with pity because her mom is obviously "absent" in the parental control category...and as an added benefit, I get the knowledge that she isn't even close to her teen years..and it's starting already. Lord....help....me!
What have we learned here today??.... Put the wine down...and pay attention to your freaking kid when she walks out the damn door.
Two glasses of wine later the kids are yelling from the door that they were leaving to walk the three blocks to the school....we waved them off cheerfully from the kitchen..out of sight from the front door....and poured another glass of wine.
Two hours and one drunk D-licious later (yes, I know it was Thursday night..but c'mon..that's only one day away from Friday..I like my pre-weekend celebrations)...Ross goes to pick them up....I'm sitting on the couch when my daughter comes sauntering in the house...in a spaghetti strap dress-thing that I am pretty sure is really supposed to be a shirt...and patent leather shoes with little heels. I...was....MORTIFIED....seriously MORTIFIED. The only consolation was that she was in-fact smart enough to put shorts on under this atrocity that she for some reason considered appropriate to not only wear out in public...but to a SCHOOL function none-the-less.
We made a feeble attempt at the "modesty talk" where she of course played dumb..(because she is so smart)...claiming that "yea, but I'm wearing shorts underneath" ... 45 minutes of arguing later... I'm pretty sure she now understands the definition of the word modesty, but she by no means has any intentions of implementing it into her wardrobe choices. So naturally we threatened to put her in a habit...permanently...if she EVER tries to walk out the door like that again.
AND now I get to be "THAT parent"...yep...the one who's child they look at with pity because her mom is obviously "absent" in the parental control category...and as an added benefit, I get the knowledge that she isn't even close to her teen years..and it's starting already. Lord....help....me!
What have we learned here today??.... Put the wine down...and pay attention to your freaking kid when she walks out the damn door.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
A Few of My Most Random Thoughts Today
Dear girl down the hall...you sound like an elephant when you walk..seriously..the men weigh more than you and don't make half the noise..is it really that necessary to stomp like that...does it REALLY make you feel THAT powerful and "in charge"???
I'm a daily Dooce reader...I read today that she's pregnant...It made me a little bit jealous..no..actually...alot a bit...........uh oh.
I am elated to have witnessed and participated in such a monumental election this year...it feels good to know that society is progressing...hopefully we can ALL progress to giving EVERYONE equal rights soon.
There's been a mass exodus from Myspace to Facebook...Don't ask me to explain it...must be like flying South for the winter or something.
This is me...Scott....and my mother-in-law...who is so much cooler than your mother-in-law could ever dream to be!This is also why my wedding was seriously the best wedding EVER..I mean c'mon..did you and your mother-in-law simultaneously bite the nipple rings of your friend in bondage gear at your wedding??....I didn't think so.
wedding...wedding...wedding...still obsessing
Tayler made honor roll this past Friday for the very first time in her now 6-year school career. I am so proud of her...I am so grateful for 5mg of adderall daily.
And I should probably be on Xanax.
That's all for now.
Friday, November 7, 2008
I'd Just Like To Say....
I think that there are moments in your life that you would like to freeze...to live inside of the very moment a picture can capture forever. To dwell in the feeling..the enlightenment...the joy and the freedom those moments encapsolate. Locked into eternity. Everyday, I spend hours flipping through the pictures of the wedding..over..and over..and over...and each and every time, it never fails to bring tears to my eyes.
There were times during the week that I looked at Ross...stressed out and emotionally stretched as far as my feeble brain could go..and I said "Why didn't we take the money and elope??" ... but now... I know. Every single penny, every emotion we put into that week..was so well worth it.
I was given pieces of my family I didn't know existed...I witnessed love re-ignited...I basked in the light of love, family and friendship ...I have walked away with so much more than was ever expected...and I would do it again..over and over and over if given the chance!
Thank you to my beautiful family for being my foundation...for the rocks you are to me. Thank you to my new family and the hope and inspiration you have instilled into my very being. Jen R...thank you for our session...you will never know the peace it gave my heart and soul!.. you are an amazing teacher .. Davey..thank you for being my rock...even though I had to drag YOU down the isle..I couldn't have taken a step without your arms and your tears to lean on. Mom..you were there and there is nothing that means more to me than that...Tutu...wow..there is no way I could have possibly done any of it without you and I can't ever begin to express how truly blessed I am to have you in my life. Not many girls are lucky enough to gain as much as I have in this union.
To my friends...David R. said something so significant "you can always tell alot about a person by who they chose to have in their lives....and the people they surround themselves with...and that says alot about you." We are so blessed to have such amazing and wonderful people surrounding us. This exerience would not have been what is was without all of you...and I am so glad you chose to share it with us.
To my hubby...even though I stumbled through our vows...I meant each and every word of them. I promise to be your lover, companion, and friend, your partner in parenthood, your comrade in adventure, your student and your teacher, your accomplice in mischief, your associate in the search for enlightenment, your strength in your time of need, asking that you be no other than yourself.
I will love you...forever...and to eternity.
There were times during the week that I looked at Ross...stressed out and emotionally stretched as far as my feeble brain could go..and I said "Why didn't we take the money and elope??" ... but now... I know. Every single penny, every emotion we put into that week..was so well worth it.
I was given pieces of my family I didn't know existed...I witnessed love re-ignited...I basked in the light of love, family and friendship ...I have walked away with so much more than was ever expected...and I would do it again..over and over and over if given the chance!
Thank you to my beautiful family for being my foundation...for the rocks you are to me. Thank you to my new family and the hope and inspiration you have instilled into my very being. Jen R...thank you for our session...you will never know the peace it gave my heart and soul!.. you are an amazing teacher .. Davey..thank you for being my rock...even though I had to drag YOU down the isle..I couldn't have taken a step without your arms and your tears to lean on. Mom..you were there and there is nothing that means more to me than that...Tutu...wow..there is no way I could have possibly done any of it without you and I can't ever begin to express how truly blessed I am to have you in my life. Not many girls are lucky enough to gain as much as I have in this union.
To my friends...David R. said something so significant "you can always tell alot about a person by who they chose to have in their lives....and the people they surround themselves with...and that says alot about you." We are so blessed to have such amazing and wonderful people surrounding us. This exerience would not have been what is was without all of you...and I am so glad you chose to share it with us.
To my hubby...even though I stumbled through our vows...I meant each and every word of them. I promise to be your lover, companion, and friend, your partner in parenthood, your comrade in adventure, your student and your teacher, your accomplice in mischief, your associate in the search for enlightenment, your strength in your time of need, asking that you be no other than yourself.
I will love you...forever...and to eternity.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
The Best Wedding EVER
Wow...what a ride!! There are a thousand words I could put into a blog..and a million adjectives I could use to describe the week..I would start, but then I would be stuck on this blog for the next three weeks..which would probably result in a messy annulment and a visit from child services.... Pictures say a thousand words..so I'll let the album below tell you the story. More pictures should be coming in..so keep checking back.
Photobucket Album
Friday, October 24, 2008
Next Time...Leave It To The Professionals
And now..another act of sheer genius..brought to you by D-licious.
Background: I am possibly the most stubborn person on the planet..wait, no..that's my mom, but I come a very very close second. When I decide I'm going to do something, then by god..I will not STOP until I am done, and I will do it better than anyone else.
So, in an effort to keep the wedding budget to a minimum, I brilliantly decided that it would be a good idea, to go ahead and attempt to wax...at home..by myself....with no help...and a $10 waxing kit.
Three and a half hours, twenty six thousand eight hundred and ninety six cuss words, fifty two strips, four thousand and one grunts and yanks, and a full jar of wax later...my armpits and my bikini line (which are still not completely hairless)...look like they have been thoroughly scrubbed with industrial strength sand paper. And to top it all off, I can't put my arms down now without screaming out in pain and tears welling up in my eyes...and I had to wear my softest pair of granny panties to work.
Thank you....D-licious....fucking...genius.
Background: I am possibly the most stubborn person on the planet..wait, no..that's my mom, but I come a very very close second. When I decide I'm going to do something, then by god..I will not STOP until I am done, and I will do it better than anyone else.
So, in an effort to keep the wedding budget to a minimum, I brilliantly decided that it would be a good idea, to go ahead and attempt to wax...at home..by myself....with no help...and a $10 waxing kit.
Three and a half hours, twenty six thousand eight hundred and ninety six cuss words, fifty two strips, four thousand and one grunts and yanks, and a full jar of wax later...my armpits and my bikini line (which are still not completely hairless)...look like they have been thoroughly scrubbed with industrial strength sand paper. And to top it all off, I can't put my arms down now without screaming out in pain and tears welling up in my eyes...and I had to wear my softest pair of granny panties to work.
Thank you....D-licious....fucking...genius.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
The Hip-Hop Hater Club
D-licious has always been a hip-hop hater. Hate the rap..hate the hip hop..hate most pop..Ok.. I'll admit that I'm some-what of a music snob. Ross likes to put it this way.."If you have heard of them, then D-dicious doesn't like them". If it's mainstream...I'm likely to turn my nose up at it, as snobs are prone to do.
So you will imagine my surprise when our local public radio station (because mainstream hater refuses to listen to any other radio station) played a hip-hop song..and I completely fell in love with it!!! I RAN from my car, through the front door, straight to the computer and pulled them up on MySpace. Directly after filling my ears with this delicious new spin on the genre, whilst bouncing around in my chair, waving my arms above my head all white girl gangsta-ish...I bought their album on iTunes...and now I'm hooked. I've been playing it in my car non-stop..I'm the retard in the car next to you bobbing her head up and down and smiling like an idiot.
I'm feeling somewhat generous today, so I thought I would share them with all of you so you can fall in love with them too!! This isn't the song that made me love them, but youtube didn't have it...so click here for their MySpace page and listen to Miss Cindy.
Now THAT is the kind of jam a white girl can really groove to. And the penguin-walk dead arm swing...I'm totally stealing that move.
So you will imagine my surprise when our local public radio station (because mainstream hater refuses to listen to any other radio station) played a hip-hop song..and I completely fell in love with it!!! I RAN from my car, through the front door, straight to the computer and pulled them up on MySpace. Directly after filling my ears with this delicious new spin on the genre, whilst bouncing around in my chair, waving my arms above my head all white girl gangsta-ish...I bought their album on iTunes...and now I'm hooked. I've been playing it in my car non-stop..I'm the retard in the car next to you bobbing her head up and down and smiling like an idiot.
I'm feeling somewhat generous today, so I thought I would share them with all of you so you can fall in love with them too!! This isn't the song that made me love them, but youtube didn't have it...so click here for their MySpace page and listen to Miss Cindy.
Now THAT is the kind of jam a white girl can really groove to. And the penguin-walk dead arm swing...I'm totally stealing that move.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Get That Bitch Off The Stage!!
All right...it's been a while..I knooooooow!! So here's a little glimpse into the life and times of D-licious this past month.
My company tanked last month leaving me jobless and two paychecks down 4 weeks before my VERY expensive and not quite paid for wedding. So..I panicked..took a deep breath..panicked..panicked some more..sent out my resume..panicked....and 8 interviews and three weeks later..I got a new job...In a meat locker..where I sit in a chair... in front of a computer all day....and FREEZE...with my co-workers who are all apparently polar bears. I find I have to be very cautious with my hands lest my fingers..which are now icicles...should shatter into tiny little pieces. And that's that. Better opportunities are on the horizon, but this will have to do...for now.
My totally AWESOME sister and friends threw Ross and I a wedding shower and subsequent separate bachelor and bachelorette parties...
complete with party bus and a giant blow-up penis!
Our first stop of the night was a gay club, where my sister...being "the sister" that she is...thought it would be cute to make me get up on stage and dance...by myself...in front of a large group a lesbian women, fully adorned in blow penis and "bride to be" paraphernalia.
Now...apparently...gay women... are not such big fans of the penis... and while I usually find myself warmly embraced by the gay community...my reception was not well received....to say the least. As I stood on that stage and awkwardly gyrated my hips..doing my most very best to be sexy....I could not recall a moment in my life when I have ever felt so humiliated....(wait...maybe that one time)...oh .. Nope..NEVER. If daggers could be flung from eye balls, I would not be here today to tell this horrid tale folks...and that little plastic penis you see dangling in the picture (may he rest in peace)...COMPLETELY annihilated by one angry chick's teeth......so maybe that was the whole point..the whole "let's humiliate the dumb bride" thing..I get it...but no...THAT WAS NOT GOOD!!!
The rest of the night was followed by getting kicked out of a club because one of our party was so trashed, she kept falling over...someone cried...someone threw up on the party bus...someone got left in the strip club...we met up with the guys...and ended the night in my most favorite spot..The Castle...and I made out with the hottest man alive!!!! All in all...a great night...except maybe the whole angry lesbians part.
So here we are...one week from today we take off for Key West...In exactly 11 days I will Mrs. El-Dangerosso. I'm losing my mind with excitement. I thought I would be little more freaked out and nervous about the whole thing..but I guess when it's right..and you know it...the are no reservations.
So stay tuned..because the wedding details are likely to be VERY juicy!!!!!
My company tanked last month leaving me jobless and two paychecks down 4 weeks before my VERY expensive and not quite paid for wedding. So..I panicked..took a deep breath..panicked..panicked some more..sent out my resume..panicked....and 8 interviews and three weeks later..I got a new job...In a meat locker..where I sit in a chair... in front of a computer all day....and FREEZE...with my co-workers who are all apparently polar bears. I find I have to be very cautious with my hands lest my fingers..which are now icicles...should shatter into tiny little pieces. And that's that. Better opportunities are on the horizon, but this will have to do...for now.
My totally AWESOME sister and friends threw Ross and I a wedding shower and subsequent separate bachelor and bachelorette parties...
complete with party bus and a giant blow-up penis!
Our first stop of the night was a gay club, where my sister...being "the sister" that she is...thought it would be cute to make me get up on stage and dance...by myself...in front of a large group a lesbian women, fully adorned in blow penis and "bride to be" paraphernalia.
Now...apparently...gay women... are not such big fans of the penis... and while I usually find myself warmly embraced by the gay community...my reception was not well received....to say the least. As I stood on that stage and awkwardly gyrated my hips..doing my most very best to be sexy....I could not recall a moment in my life when I have ever felt so humiliated....(wait...maybe that one time)...oh .. Nope..NEVER. If daggers could be flung from eye balls, I would not be here today to tell this horrid tale folks...and that little plastic penis you see dangling in the picture (may he rest in peace)...COMPLETELY annihilated by one angry chick's teeth......so maybe that was the whole point..the whole "let's humiliate the dumb bride" thing..I get it...but no...THAT WAS NOT GOOD!!!
The rest of the night was followed by getting kicked out of a club because one of our party was so trashed, she kept falling over...someone cried...someone threw up on the party bus...someone got left in the strip club...we met up with the guys...and ended the night in my most favorite spot..The Castle...and I made out with the hottest man alive!!!! All in all...a great night...except maybe the whole angry lesbians part.
So here we are...one week from today we take off for Key West...In exactly 11 days I will Mrs. El-Dangerosso. I'm losing my mind with excitement. I thought I would be little more freaked out and nervous about the whole thing..but I guess when it's right..and you know it...the are no reservations.
So stay tuned..because the wedding details are likely to be VERY juicy!!!!!
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