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Well it has been a while since I blogged, I don't think anyone reads this, so who cares I guess. I reckon the word is out, I am knocked up. The Morning sickness has subsided a bit and I am not puking as much. I did get to see the baby last week, that was unbelievable. I will see it next week too, as they are testing for downs, and I am an old fart! Sometimes I am so overwhelmed with how much I have been blessed, meeting Chris and the kiddo's has changed my life:) For the better of course.

We have new neighbors across the street, the man was in bright purple sweats, Maybe he was Barney for Halloween and got attached to his pants, I dunno, but the sweats aren't working for him:)

Pooped!

What a busy last two days it has been. Yesterday we ( mostly hubby) tore out all of our old disgusting cabinets, ripped up the linoleum( have no idea how to spell that) and scraped the old stuff that was still stuck to the floor. Today we put in our new floor, and most of our cabinets ( with the help of Geoff the great) I am pooped!!!! Hubby tried to hook our hot water back up tonight and it started leaking, so right now we have no water, don't think I will be going to church tomorrow, if I can not shower.

I had to give my little niece back yesterday, I won't bother blogging about it, it is to long and depressing. I really miss her today though, when I gave her a kiss goodbye she gave me a huge grin. I love her so much. I hope she is being taken care of:(

Well I am off to bed!

Mady

Well I had my little 3 month old niece yesterday and last night, she is really growing and I don't think I could love her anymore:) She woke up at 3:30 a.m. this morning, ready to eat and play:) She was smiling and kicking her little feet and waving her little arms.... I just sat and watched her, amazed at how full of life she is, she is so precious and should be cherished. I don't know how to get that through to her parents. I am keeping her again today and tonight, I just don't have the heart to send her back. When I texted her Mom to ask if I could keep her one more day she wrote back " That's fine I am out in Fruita ne wayz" She probably went out there so she wouldn't be there if I decided to bring Mady back. Right now Mady is in her little seat trying to get a toy, she is getting frustrated, I probably shouldn't find amusement in it, but it is so funny to watch her get so mad. My favorite thing when she is here, is to watch Nick and Heather around her, Nick especially, he is so gentle and he can always make her smile. Heather sings to her, she makes up songs usually about what Mady is wearing:) They are ready for a brother or sister, I'll see what I can do:)

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More Venting

Ok.. So lately my son and I have not been getting a long, everything he does irritates me and everything I do irritates him, We/he has been experiencing some out of control fit throwing, when I get him calmed down it all boils down to one thing.. " Why did my Mommy leave" He wrote her a letter the other night, basically asking her why she left and why she doesn't visit him.... It seemed to make him feel better. K just so everyone ( or the only person who reads this) is up to speed with the events so far.


Today I decided I needed to talk to his Mom about it, she needs to know! So I calmly ( at first) explained to her that we are worried about him... and I laid it all out on the line for her... I calmly did not hold back. I explained to her that he holds everything in, then explodes, I explained to her that he feels like it is his fault she left, I explained to her that he told me that at night when he can't sleep he wonders " Is it my fault, did I lie to much? Was I to bratty" Is that why she left? I explained to her that he has a lot of guilt regarding her and that it is eating away at him and causing Chris and I some real concern......

It was silent for a while, then she said this to me...... " YA KNOW HE GETS ALL OF THIS FROM ME, I HOLD EVERYTHING IN TOO, THEN I JUST WRITE IT DOWN, AND I FEEL BETTER, HE GETS THIS FROM ME"... ME, ME, ME...... That was basically all she said. SOOOOOOOOO

later on she called Chris and told him that I made her "FEEL LIKE SHI%" BIG FREAKING DEAL, you Jerry Springer like, freckled, smelly little hill billy!!!!! SOOOOOOOOO I called her and said that my only concern was my son, that she had done some damage and that she needed to fix it. She said that I had made her feel bad, I told her that was not my intent and that her main concern should be Nick and not her own feelings. Maybe I didn't talk slow enough because she just didn't get it, although she called Nick twice tonight to tell him she had been crying ( idiot) She just turned it into something all about her. I hope someday Nick will see that she is a mess, a selfish, ignorant, sad mess.

MY VENT!!!!

I'm sorry but I have to vent.. My kid's mother ( egg doner) is a selfish, ignorant, narracististic immature, JERK!!!! She called tonight and I timed how long she talked to my son, 35 seconds, then I heard her say.. let me talk to your sister.. not " I love you honey, have a good night" or I'll talk to you later sweetheart, hand the phone over to your sister okay" just.....

"LET ME TALK TO youR SISTER"

She talked to Heather for 5 minutes and 45 seconds.... not that that is a really long time either, but longer than 35 seconds. Then she starts asking Heather if I bathed her, and reminded her to remind me to put Heather is the shower! First off I am not convinced that their Mother bathes regularly.. I am not exaggerating either...My kids are clean and fed and clothed nicely.. THEY WERE NOT WHEN THEY LIVED WITH HER!!!!

Then I take Nick and Heather to dinner.. ( celebrating it's Friday:) and Nick starts crying in the restaurant about how much he misses his Mom and how she never sends him letters ( she said she was going to write to him once a month or something like that) and she never visits, he asked me if I would take him to Texas to see her.

I wanted so badly to say.. YOUR MOM IS AN IDIOT.. but I didn't. Right now he is writing her a letter.. I told him he could write whatever he wanted.. so far she isn't going to like it... Oh well.

Shero

I AM GOING TO SEE MY SHERO!!! WYNONNA JUDD.... ON OCT 13th.. C-dawg and my Mommy are coming too, plus my cousin and my Auntie are meeting us there.. I am so excited!!!!
Wouldn't it be awesome if Wynonna pulled me out of the crowd to sing with her on stage, then 'we would become BFF'S and I could teach her about the gospel and she would find some good guy and get married in the temple and live happily ever after..

Ok maybe not:) But one can dream:!!!!

R Blog

I am obsessed with Rosie ODonnell's blog, I have to check it everyday! Why do you ask? I don't know is my sad quiet little answer. You see my dear friends, or the one and only person who reads my blog. I absolutely disagree with everything she says, she is a bully, she shoves her ridiculous thoughts and beliefs down anyone within a fifty mile radius's throat. She promotes paranoia with her strange " theories" and quite honestly she is extremely rude and obnoxious!

She posts pictures of herself on her blog, and if you look closely... she has sad.. crazy eyes. But did you know she has given away almost fifty million dollars of her own money to different charities? FIFTY MILLION DOLLARS!!!! That's endearing to me...until I read her blog.... she is so mean, and every time I read it I get upset! My husband told me " WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?"


I don't know is my sad quiet little answer.....


If she doesn't like someone she calls them " VOLDEMORTS" it is usually a very rich Republican that she is insulting... I wrote to her and told her she looked like HAGRID... ( that wasn't very nice)

Perhaps I need to be on a 12 step program to help me stay away from her blog. Would that work?


I don't know is my sad quiet little answer......

Elvis and Pheeb's

Last night I dreamed I was slow dancing with Elvis in a Morgue.. I know strange huh? I watch
" The Closer" last night, so I think that is where the morgue came in, also in my dream I had a cute little baby girl, she had tons of black hair, and in my dream I handed her to Lisa Kudrow to feed so I could dance with Elvis.. He wasn't the sad fat Elvis either, he was the Black leather Elvis, and he was beautiful... really tall with the most perfect skin, I know strange!!!!!

We just bought Elvis Karaoke, so maybe that is where this comes from, I dunno. But how many of you can say, I slow danced with Elvis in a Morgue. Not to many I'd guess!

Luck and the Midgets

Last night at about 12:30 in the A.M, I heard a loud THUMP from upstairs, followed immediately by LOUD screaming, Midget # 2 had fallen out of bed, she had hurt her little arm, but her main concern was her Care Bear, she just laid there screaming... CARE BEAR, CARE BEAR!!! I found the infamous Care Bear, and somehow my little midget made her way to my bed:) Sleeping with her is like sleeping with a heating blanket, she is the hottest little thing, and she never stops moving, so needless to say I didn't sleep very well, at some point in the middle of the night, I reached over to find her, and my arms found her teetering on the edge of the bed, I tried to pull her closer to me, and in her sleep she fought and screamed every inch of the way, I finally held her close to me and said, " YOU WERE ON THE EDGE AGAIN, DO YOU WANT TO FALL OFF!..... She just rolled over and snuggled up to me, unaware of her imminent danger.

At first I laid there thinking, " I am a parent now, I guess my job is to keep them off of the edge ( So to speak) and to keep them safe. " Wow, I m a parent, I have these two little amazing midgets, that love me unconditionally, I am so lucky" I had never looked at it like that before, to me it was a package deal, I loved there Dad ( beyond words) and they came with the ( cute) package. ( Get your mind out of the gutter C-dawg) They don't even seem like the same little kids, My first week as their Mother, I fixed them cereal for Breakfast and I put milk in Nicks cereal ( Like you normally would) and he told me evil like " EVERYBODY IN THIS HOUSE KNOWS YOU DON'T PUT MILK IN MY CEREAL!" I went upstairs and cried. Heather would only sleep in a laundry basket not her bed. ( I think she felt secure there)

I guess my point is, all this time I had been thinking how lucky they were to have me. There real Mom isn't that great. But the truth is I AM LUCKY TO KNOW AND HAVE THEM! I am so lucky and so blessed, even when they are screaming at me, or throwing up, or sleeping with me and keeping me up all night:) I am lucky because they are a blessing, they have shown me what real unconditional love is, OK, so this sounds like a talk you would give in church.... but I had to write it down. I love those guys and I truly am lucky:)

Pantie Flasher

Do you remember when you were in Kindergarten? There was always that one little girl that flashed her underwear to anyone that would look? Well my little Heather is in Kindergarten, and I am sad to say that I think she is a pantie flasher. As we are walking up to her class room today, she says, " Hey there is Kyle, Hey Kyle, I wore my pink panties today look!" It was like I was moving in slow motion, I reached down to takes her hands away from her dress, and as I yelled NOOOOO, time seemed to stand still, all that was right in the world did not exist anymore, she slowly pulled her little dress up, and with a sadistic little small she said " See I told you Kyle"

Kyle got embarrassed and hid behind his Mother, who had no idea what was going on since she had been on her cell phone the entire time.


I wished I could have hid behind my Mother.

Booty pinching and Tennis shoes

So I went shopping with Crystal today, affectionately also known as C-Dawg. I swear that girl is the bargain queen. She could have 5 bucks and some how find shoes, pants, and the cure for the common cold:) We went to Foot Locker ( My home away from home) and we found these Tennis shoes, two for 89 dollars, soooo.. we both have matching shoes now, I am sure the lady helping us thought we were a lesbian love couple, ( we did sleep together our senior year) I made sure to mention my hubby, I have an aversion to people thinking I am gay, I don't know what is worse, being thought of as a gay WOMAN, or being called SIR... ( sorry that is still bugging me) Anywho, we both have the same pair or addias tennies, I think that is funny, it probably isn't though..... I saw Rebecca Felix's twin at Target, I thought for sure it was her, I even left my comfortable seat at the food court to follow her ( Not in a stalking sort of way) but to say hi, I almost called out " Hey Rebecca" just to be funny, because to me she is BECKY!!!! But at the last minute she turned around and it wasn't her, What if I had pinched her booty or something to be funny... ( I am shuddering at the thought)

Puke and the Mister

Well my little boy has been puking on and off for three days now, just when I think he is getting better, a massive eruption comes from his tiny little body leaving no survivors. So today I realized I was out of cleaning stuff and needed it badly, so I broke the sabbath and headed to target for some sort of bleach that would kill all of the little flu germs floating around the Eglet abode. As I was checking out, the teen age girl behind the counter said to me, " How are you today SIR!!!" SIR! I thought, OK so I don't look my best, my hair was in a pony tail and my face clear of any kind of make up, but SIR! Did she not see the enormous mounds of flesh that I have been carrying on the front of me, since the eight grade? The boobs that could easily feed a family of eight if they had too? I gave her a slight smile that was meant to say ... UH? And she turned red, Instantly I thought of her later telling her friends... " Ya and I looked up and it was totally a lady!