Found it!

I thought I lost my blog! I started posting and realized it was the new and forgotten Blog! This is what happens when you start crazy blogging. That's why my new blog is equal parts Sparkle, Pink, and Crazy! Great Name and complete with, unapologetic and frequent use of Fuck, Crap, and Hell. So there! Join me, follow if you want to...and help me ring in year 7 with a whole new perspective. Aaaahhh...A fresh start!
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From Toddlers to Lucky

Let's begin midmorning, because the early morning is almost to long ago to remember. I'm still having a cup of coffee 6 hours after being up for the day.

I've come to the person that weekends are not for sleep. I may have gotten through the sleepless nights with babies, potty training, toddler years and the sixteen year old eye rolling, only to have a "Special Delivery" find me on the Fourth of July! I'd call it a present, born on the Fourth of July, or how about the LUCKIEST DAMN DOG ever to walk up to a screened in pool porch! Said dog would be Lucky! So, what did we name that 7 lb puppy? His name is Lucky! Yep, Lucky! I do well with my little Shih Tzu, Mocha. Lucky is quite the learning curve for this mommy.

LOL...When the vet told me not to worry he's not going to be 150 lbs, he'll probably only get to 100 or 125 lbs, I felt better. LOL...Do you hear the sarcasm. Potty training a big deal with a baby Huey puppy. Trust me on this one. Trust me. Life is good, though. I guess I needed to learn a little more patience! :) Oh, I'm learning. Love You Lucky Little! You might be a little PITA (pain in the ass) but you're our special delivery!

Adele = Joy

Sometimes it takes someone to put a song together with words that just move you to tears, in order to have the best cleansing cry to lighten the soul. If Adele's Someone Like You doesn't touch your heart, then I wish for something else deep to get to that place for you.

To imagine life without love, children, dogs, chaos, craziness, lonliness, madness, or even tranquility would not be possible for me. I've felt it all and been through it all at different points throughout my 40 years, sorry 41 years on this mighty planet. It's through the crap, muck, and good stuff that has let me get to the great stuff. Learning to appreciate it all and letting go ...well that's when the good part happens.

I sound like a Hallmark Card. LOL. It's a moment in time right now when the fingers are doing the work of the brain and heart, as one. xoxoxo, C

Smile Pretty...

Every year it comes around and the cameras come out for the official back to school shot! You know the one I'm talking about. The one where you grab the camera, or phone, at the last minute and make them "pose" on the driveway. In the case of the boy, he was done and just sat in the car while he was waiting for the bus! In all honesty, his was taken on the second day of school, becaue he wanted nothing to do with "posing" in front of his friends at the bus stop. LOL. :) He will appreciate it when he's 40, right? Riiiiiight? The girls were like, "Hurry Mommy Hurry!" I needed a mimosa when they left, just to celebrate the yearly ritual. However, there was no one to salute with and say Chhhhheeeeerrrssss! xoxoxoxo, Cheers! C

It started right here....

Who knew that it would all begin with her? She is one of the beauties and lights of my life. She's as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside, plus she can also be the best 16 year old girl eye roller ever! She can take the prize for eye rolling. I guess my parents would say I probably was better. It's so funny how she is me in so many ways, good and interesting ways. LOL. I didn't say bad, but I made sure to say interesting. :) She's a junior and I wonder, like most parents do, where has time gone? She has dreams. She thinks she'll be with her boyfriend forever, and only wants a lime green VW Bug...aka Punch Buggy and a trip to Paris for graduation. LOL. Only. :) Times change and stay the same, at the same time. xoxoxo, C

Seriously..Mommy Blog?

If a woman writes a blog and happens to have a child, then it's considered a Mommy Blog. What do they call a blog written by a man with a child? Certainly, it isn't called a Daddy Blog. A woman writes a book with a love story and some great comedic timing and it's called "Chick Lit." When a man writes a book and it's funny and some sex it's called fiction. He may even be thought of as a literary genius.

On another note, I love Oprah. I will miss my afternoon coffee and a little O. She's down to 4 episodes and I'm so excited to the remaining and also realize that when she's done then it's over. Sigh.
xoxo
C

Zingers .....

I've heard it all and sometimes from the people who've mattered most and those moments  have stayed with me forever. I wish I could erase them from my memory, but at this time in my evolution it's just not happening. It just reminds me as a woman and mother to watch the words.

"Are you going to wear that?"

"This could be our time." I type that with a lump in my throat, because I threw that out all over my body. My vanity chosen over the possiblity of happiness. F*cking crazy. Well, at the time I would say I was a little both, vain and crazy.

"You have the prettiest face of anyone in the family." Yeah the prettiest face, but the fattest, right?

"A diet of tuna and tomatoes can make you really skinny and maybe then you could be a plus sized model!" Talk about something that keeps going through my brain like a favorite song looping on your iPod.

These are the few I can handle writing down without going to the dark place. Hey those are some serious steps for the 40 years of me. Sometimes I can only handle what I can handle. Enough for now, since this woman is no longer the woman that thinks of herself as the fat one with the pretty face. Final thought, though. I look at the pictures during all those periods in my life and I'm like where's the fat? I was fine. the insecurities can make you fat, make you eat, and take the smile from your sweet face.
Love you friends...
xoxoxo
C

Pleasantly Seussical

Where to start? Let's start here, right here. "Where are you going Mama," A.asked, once she realized I was out of the room. I was actually having a moment of focusing on something other than her, her brother or sister, a book, Facebook, or a magazine. I was writing. I was really writing. My point was made for me in one question, with two very different meanings. Where am I going and where am I going? One with where, is referring to my physical presence and the other that is living in my head every single day. It's the question of my 40th year, maybe going into the 41st. Where am I going and what will I become? It sounds pleasantly Seussical. So, as I figuring out where I am going in my head, I'm sure I'll find one of my kids outside the bathroom tomorrow wondering what I'm doing.
Life is good....and sometimes it's not. We just roll with it the best we can.
 Love, C
oxxo

February ...Really?...No Really? LOL

I have no idea how it's already February 1, 2011! Ok, well here I go for a 365 day blitz! I'm going to start nice and easy for today. My Little Miss is officially sixteen! I have no idea how this has ocurred, but we're just going with it and not asking any questions. :) This Thursday I will be taking her to get her Driver's Permit!  This is when it's perfectly to say HOLY CRAP! My sweet little baby will be driving. Wow. Life happens and we must go along with it, but sometimes I wish I could slow it down and soak it up even more. Aaaaahhhhh. :)