Tell Me Thursday

This is my first Tell Me Thursday! If you don’t know what that is… the whole point of TMT is to explain the photo that you posted for Wordless Wednesday in a post on Thursday, get it?

This picturedsc02368_edited1 is of a rose -obviously- from the dozen red roses that the husband gave me for Valentine’s Day. Lets all say it together now, aaaahhhhhh. They are so perfect. Sometimes roses are damaged looking or have overly bloomed but these were fresh, unbruised, and tightly budded.

I think I took roughly a dozen pictures at different angles, of different roses, with flash, without flash, really close up, not so close up, etc. until I felt I had enough options from which to choose. So what do you think? Like it?

Thanks for listening (or reading, if you must be technical),

I’m randomness personified these days


I came across this lovely blog through twitter and then found this hilarious blog. It was at The Un Mom blog that I found she had created a ~perfect for me~ Random Tuesday Thoughts meme. Why is this perfect for me? Because I can’t seem to pull together whole cohesive posts with full sentences about something of interest/import these days. Therefore, let the random thoughts commence…

As a mom to two girl children, I never thought I’d know the names to a bunch of Pokemon characters. But I’ll be honest, now that I’ve watched so many t.v. episodes & read so many story books with them that I could tell you what happens next, I’ve come to love Pokemon, too. Piplup, Pikachu, Sudowoodo, Buneary, and Turtwig are my favorites.

I hate how my hands get so dry & cracked during the winter. And when I say dry & cracked I mean cracked with blood even.

People are always amazed by how much I love 50 cent – as in rap music, hard core PIMP – 50 cent. Sometimes I’m amazed how much I like him too.

My thoughts have been preoccupied with my Dad’s health since Thanksgiving when we found out that he has stage 4 cancer. This is the first time that I’ve written about it. Perhaps at some point I’ll write more about what havoc has been unleashed within my brain by this revelation.

I was absolutely certain that I wouldn’t like Facebook & thought it was pointless but I was WAY wrong. I have had so much fun reconnecting with friends from elementary school (my BEST friend from 4th grade thru JR high found me on FB after 25 ish years), junior high, and high school. LOVE IT!

Struggling with the fact that my 1st baby is now 9 years old. On top of that, my 2nd baby is turning 4 years old next month. Where the hell did the time go?

Extremely unhappy with the fact that I am a little bit closer to 40 than I’d care to admit.

Pumpkin cried the most heart wrenching cry for her sister who is spending the next few days with the Nana & Papa. She didn’t cry about not being able to go with, no she cried because she wanted her sister and she wanted her NOW!

So I suppose that will do for now.

Thanks for listening (or reading, if you must be technical),


Cavity? What do you mean she has a f#@%ing cavity?!

Shocked! That’s how I felt when the dentist told me Pumpkin had a f#@%ing cavity. Dismayed. I still can’t believe it. Well, I guess I can believe it, since we haven’t always been as diligent as we could be brushing her teeth. She’s child #2, my little Pumpkin, my 3 year old. Does this mean anything to you? Maybe not. Perhaps those of you that have more than one child? Tell me you understand. Please? Lie to me.

I feel so bad for Pumpkin because it’s like this cavity is representative of the lack of attention she has received from her father and myself. I’m not saying that we neglect her… it’s just that circumstances are different now in comparison to the time Honey bunny was 3 years old. We are way busier now with our business. Happily it has grown these last 9 years, however that means that I’m not home with her as much as I was with her big sister. And I have more work to do while at home, both for the business & general household chores. Not to mention the karate two days a week (soon to be four days a week).

I must say, though, that you have NO IDEA how this one little cavity makes me feel like a GINORMOUS failure as a mom. And yeah, it is my fault. I’m supposed to be brushing her teeth before she goes to bed & when she’s getting ready in the morning. Don’t try to take my mommy guilt away from me. But don’t judge me either! Heh.

Honey bunny never had a cavity – still hasn’t had a cavity! But then again, either I’m brushing her teeth or she’s doing it herself twice a day. You might actually say, we’ve been fastidious in her teeth brushing.

Well, on Wednesday morning I will be taking Pumpkin in to the dentist office to have the cavity filled. ACK. Even typing it is giving me the heebie jeebies. I have had my share of cavities filled but this is my little baby were talking about!! They’re gonna have to give her laughing gas. {weeping} God, I feel so terrible. She’s not supposed to have any food or drinks three hours before the appointment in order to reduce the chances of nausea. I won’t even be allowed in the room when they do this thing. I might have to tell them that I will be there – regardless. Although, having me stay in the waiting room might actually reduce Pumpkin’s anxiety (and my anxiety from watching all this unfold).

So, I’m waiting apprehensively for Wednesday to be here & then go away just as fast so this “experience” will be over and done.

Oh, and just in case you were wondering, I’ve been *very* conscientious in Pumpkin’s teeth brushing ritual since learning of the offending cavity. We are brushing them every night before bed and every morning before we leave for school.

Thanks for listening (or reading, if you must be technical),


P.S. I may have an update for this “experience” after Wednesday… we’ll see how it goes.