Back To So Cal!

Flying to my baby sister's wedding and full of a ball of energy in me! It's excitement, nerves, pure joy of going home, and more nervous energy from the kids. It's what they do and it's what they give in the endless who is sitting with whom. It's traveling with Christie and her ducklings. They quack and quack and quack, then the daddy falls sound asleep with his mouth open for delightful pictures to bribe with, at a later time.

Off to Cali and all my memories flood back. Only my girlfriends and guy friends really get growing up in the 80's in so cal, like we did and the free fun the beach gave us. Driving down PCH with guys wrapped in towels and taking off their wetsuits was quite the sight of cute boys for girls in cars!

Raised by hippies, I listened to so much vinyl every single day. I was lucky to have my dad. The song for this post is Surfin USA. Lyrics in the speak our life during our time. We had the Hirachi Sandals. We did Huntington, Sunset, watched our guys, and wanna be guys,near San Onofre, and so much more from that song. With our change in our bags for the 25 Bus, more change for a diet coke, and if we were lucky we could share NACHOS from that stand near the pier! Also, we brought the necessities like a low chair, baby oil, towel, small boom box with batteries if we had one. Yeah, lol, no one ever had batteries. We spent money on hair spray!
So much more. Aaaahhhhhh....the ducklings are quiet, because they can use pads and pods now.

On to the family....

Freak Out Moment

It's frightening that my daughter believes it's cool and beautiful seeing my bones in my chest, from losing weight. She marvels at them. As she suffers from an eating eating disorder, it makes my stomach turn every time notices the, BONES.  The BONES are becoming, to her her, and many girls she knows, as important as the thigh gap.

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My Mom ....when she was good she was goooood.
My Mom.....when she was manic or depressed she was scary, full of fury, and fire.

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Life comes full circle and I can see myself in places and faces of strangers and loves. I choose the numbness so the fury or fire stays closed off inside its hiding place. Does it even exist? I don't know. I'd hate to find out, though.


xoxo
C

Small Doses

My way to get back into writing, is to do it in small doses. It sounds good to me. There has to be some way to be productive with my thoughts down on paper or the screen and putting myself out there again, through my words.  Catharsis is a wonderful thing.

I'm working from the iPad set up and wireless keyboard. It is working!!!! I will take the small wins and go with them. My PC works, but a desk and office isn't happening right now. Yes, I have a huge home, however my space has yet to materialize. It will happen!  It is a want and a NEED.

Parenting note on raising teens. It's not easy with all of them. It's universal, I've been told by so many people. If they were all easy to raise, then I would seriously question that reality.  It has to get better, right?  I will say I do see glimmers of ease at times. Then before I can enjoy and soak it up that glimmer is put out that a wave on gorgeous mermaid sandcastle. It's gone in an instant. There is a mantra that I use that includes, " I will not engage in that with you." Finally, I had to explain the meaning of engage to one of the children. Classic parenting, if I say so myself.

I have wanted to run away and have a hotel getaway, but then I'd have my phone blow up the entire time. Being the family's  buffer is a heavy burden, I put on myself, and now it's time to remove the bumper guards. Requiring respect is not an option, but giving it to me is quite a difficult task for the ones around me. They will have to learn to pick up the pace on that life lesson. Life throws us curves. I'm just ready for the curves to to lead to a more straight road, at least for a little while.

What do I need? Now, that's the question I need to find the answer to for me. Therapy is a wonderful thing. What do I need for me? Hmmmm.....Now that's the question.

XOXOXO
Christie

The Sigh of Relief This Country Needed....

Did you sleep better last night? I'm sure the people all over Bosten and Watertown, MA did last night.

One Boston Marathon, alleged, bomber dead and the other in custody. Lives wasted.

Now, to focus on the lives that need to be rebuilt. Boston has some of the most elite hospitals in the world. They will need to take care of the maimed needing to learn to walk again and emotional care will be endless for so many people.

I'm sending all my prayers to the families who have lost loved ones, those who need to rehabilitate, and any who need financially to be helped to do all of this with medical and more costly prosthetics. It would be miraculous if we could marry up our systems and get Walter Reid, Bethesda, and all the injured to get help with their injuries. We have the finest doctors in the world and unfortunately, there is now perfection in the field of prosthetics, due to endless war.

Let's Do Something...
Xoxo
Until I'm back again...
Christie

Once Upon I Time I Took It The Wrong Way....

Once upon a time there was a girl in college, in Arizona, on a pay phone. I just aged the girl. She was talking to another girl,a friend since Girl Scout Brownies, in the far away land of California. She was me and I was alone. My moment was dire. She didn't know that, of course not, but she said some profound words to me. You should write a book. Friend, I hope you are proud of it, when this one is finished. I have taken an entirely new approach to this manuscript. Miss Priss, my other friend in the land of sand and beach, you were the antecedent of the original pay phone call :), so I can attribute the love of this to you, too. xoxo

I wasn't in a good place all those years ago and took those words the wrong way, or hey they were taken the right way. My friend may not even remember making them to me, at that moment. Whatever it was in her voice, those words stayed with me for 22 years. 

When words need to be said, then say them. If your heart is heavy, then share it with someone. Words need to be said sometimes and for sanity's sake SAY THEM! It's hard. Days and nights may even be more or even sleepless, due to words. Those few words may change your life. I'm not talking about my friend's writing a book comment, either.

Love and Peace Friends....
xoxo
Christie

Here I Go Again.....XOXO....

xoxo...and here i go again.....i love you.....

Get The F*** Up!

THIS SAYS IT ALL!!!!!



Caution! The Stairs Can Hurt!

So, I fell from the top of my stairs to the bottom of my stairs. My ass cracked, then my spine cracked down hard on a few wooden steps and sliding and bouncing in prep for the finale. The finale consisted if one final stair to the head slam to the back of my head, while holding and saving Mocha the entire way down!

Diagnosis...Concussion.

I hit the occipital lobe  of  my STRONG IRISH BRAIN! If you're going to hit a part of your head, then that's the part of the brain to hit! However, it's been a week and I'm feeling shitty, still. I know there are so many people with worse things going on, out there. In my little world, this is huge. It's affected my everyday life. Am going to post a few pictures and stop typing, sip a little coffee, some water, and stop stimulating my vision. :)

Diary of a The Faliure Feeling....

Only for a moment did I allow myself to feel like a failure and a huge piece of unappreciated crap, this morning. I poured a cup of coffee and realized that there will be many more moments like this. Motherhood is more than baby sweet smells and the lovely commercials of sweet babies swaddled in cotton, sleeping through the night. It's when they can talk back that the fun starts!

The greatest moment of my morning was the question, "Are you really going to cry over this?"
No wait, maybe it was, "I didn't DO ANYTHING!"
"All I want for my birthday is a puppy and that's it. I'm probably just getting clothes," bemoaned my teenager in her lack of style, grace, and class. It was such a proud moment as a mother.

It was in that moment that I felt completely like the failure. Did I really raise such a child? One day she would just want only clothes and the next morning, a morning leading to a sleepover night with friends coming over, she bemoans not getting a new puppy. She knows and knew this puppy thing thing would never happen, but hell, there has to be something to complain about, right? Oh, we have two pups, already!

What a Saturday.

Bright spot...The husband is grocery shopping! For that I am so thankful.
Done venting and bitching.
XOXO,
Christie

Lunging and Walking To Sexy!

People are fed. Veggies breakfast for the veggies daughter and non veggies eggs with Bacon for the testosterone laden humans. Vitamins in them. Dogs fed with their salmon/sweet potato diamond food. That's how I get the steps. LOL. They're off to school. I'm enjoying my coffee now! Whew!

I should track my steps just Sharking the floors! That is a task for tomorrow! Note to self. Make sure it's done before one of them comes home, because we wouldn't want one special child to be irritated by any clean smelling aromas. LOL!
Woohoo...
I'll be back when I have more time to type.....
xoxo
Xty

Diary From The Woman On A Quest.....

Who wants to take the pedometer challenge? All we do is take a pic of beginning and ending steps everyday. I just got 700ish doing breakfast, laundry, yes I have stairs, and repeat! I'm doing a pic tomorrow. Who's in with me?

Morning Check In after getting kid up to get dressed before the bus  and hubby off to work was good....

She's That Brilliant?......Really...Really....?

So, you raise a brilliant child that gets accepted to many universities, and in those same acceptance letters she receives $12,000 worth of scholarships for each year of attendance at many of the same universities.

Would you be excited and flat out jumping around? Well, we were!!!!! Then, I got online and looked up all the costs. My breath was taken away. My husband and I are smart people and were prepared for tuition costs with room and board included. However, we were not, in our wildest dreams, expecting tuition in the norm of $30,000-$40,000 in tuition. Then when you include an average of $8500 in room and board, well just sucker punch me and take the wind out of my sail.

I'm so proud of her for getting into these magnificent universities! I'm am a proud mom! She worked hard to get into all of these schools and we will do everything in our power to help her get into a good school. It will be a good school that's ranked well and offers her a pre-professional biology program, that she's already been accepted into at many schools.

So, note to parents out there. Start saving now for college, now!!!!! If you are thinking of having children, then start saving now! Look up some good scholarship sites and the required FASFA form will help your student and you with any scholarship, grants, and loans that could be awaiting them, as well.

I will be posting info for other parents who may need some help, too in navigating around the scholarship realm of that scary word that is, college.

xoxoxo
Christie

Oh Audry....Pink, Pink, Pink

Sometimes it takes a very special Audry to bring the Pink Special Happiness to the dreary of a rainy day. Oh how I love all of these sentiments.

 

Merry Christmas...Peace and Love

Merry Christmas To All

Remember All the Sweet Souls

Merry Christmas To All And To All A Good Night...

Peace and Love to all

 

Rest In Peace.....

Rest In Peace You Sweet Souls. Your lives will forver change the landscape of our society. We will never forget you. Peace.

 

New Blog Design...On It's Way....I HOPE!

I have purchased a new blog design! I am very excited about this! After all my attempts and failures to do this on my own, I thought it was time to go to a professional. I found someone who does some great designs on ETSY!

I'm waiting, though. I hope this works out and I get it up and installed by the weekend. Until then, I will continue to write.

Has anyone else had horrible experiences with the Fan/Like page on Facebook? I dislike! Why do they make it so hard to use? Facebook used to be easy, but these Fan/Like pages are beyond ridiculous. I am using it for my Giving Mom's Third Act for donating and announcing donating opportunities for those interested in giving or knowing individuals in need. With that I will sign out. and say tell me what you think about these crazy Like Pages!

Fingers are Crossed...!
xoxo
Christie

Ode to the Unspoken....

Happy Birthdy Sammy!!!!!

From the Diary of The Wonderful World of Christie's Happy Birthay to Sammy Richard Little, October 17, 2012!!!!!

Happy Birthday Sammy Boy! Twelve years ago today, at 8:23 AM, my boy came into my world. He was a red long sweet boy we named Thomas. That's right, Thomas. LOL. He was the sweetest little guy. After 27 hours of long long labor I was tired, but ready to just hold him for as long as the nurses would let me hold him. After a few hours, I broke it to Tom that the boy could not be named Thomas. LOL. He relented after all my trials and tribulations of childbirth (note to women a time time to really use that bargaining chip.) A few days later we came up with Samuel Richard (after my dad) Little, Sammy for short. He has the imagination and questions of a boy. I've learned more about Legos, the boy smell, climbing trees, a tick on balls, woodies at awkward moments, and the sense of humor of his mother than I ever thought I ever could glean from a little dude. Happy Birthday, My Sammy!!!!! You are so so so very loved!

Crazy Ones....You're Welcome Here Anytime!

Wonderful World of Christie's Diary of a Creative Woman!

My creative writers, creators, and dreamers, where do you find your inspiration today? If I find good music moves my brain an soul to flow over and the fingers are on fire. A moment of madness hits a all I need is music and I'm right back on track. We all have a string of creativity that connects the brain to the soul and need for crazy expression! Do you feel it?

Welcome Back To My Baby..!

It's so much easier this way! Good bye THENEWwonderfulworldofchristie.blogspot.com ! You've been wonerful, in theory, but a pain in the ass to set up!

I've decide to stay with what I know and Come back to my baby! I've been with you for 9 years! Not all those years were busy, but holy crap I refuse to give up 9 years of the AMAZING, the SPARKLING, the sad, and yes sometimes the bad.

Welcome back to My Wonderful World.
Ready to Primp and Sparkle!
XOXO,
C