tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41770771960853616152012-02-16T06:02:14.552-08:00My commentary of life with a toddler, my recent single status, and trying to get it to all work together.mbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01151644611113723861noreply@blogger.comBlogger1021100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4177077196085361615.post-47206832081301167502008-11-08T12:10:00.000-08:002008-11-08T14:20:35.875-08:00

I just got off the phone after having one of the oddest conversations I never thought I would ever have! I was pleasant, it was with X, and it went something like this...ME- "Hey, you have a minute?"X- "Yea, what's up?"ME- "The official divorce file is in the mail on its way to you via Certified Mail. It will get there in a few days and you will need to go to the post office to sign for it."X-

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It is the morning after one of the most historical Presidential Elections and the 44th President Elect is Barack Obama. For months, nay, almost two years I have been involved in this presidential race and I have never once denied to anyone that I am a Democrat even though my support has shifted. And in the weeks and months leading up to this race I have become more passionate about the issues

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So first off... Sorry it has been a while since the last post! Had a few things going on lately... my b-day (good times), Bugs birthday (great times) and the party that went along with it, filing for the big "D" and I don't mean Dallas, dad lost his job (again), and lets not forget... everyday life!So here is my new deal... as you know, I am terrified of getting hurt again. I have commitment and

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The other night, after a fantastic mini reunion of high school girlfriends, it was finally time to home. That was when it hit me as I turned the corner in my 4" green heels... this is the worst part of being single. Some may say it is meeting people, waiting at a bar by yourself for a date, then there is always the dreaded sleeping alone on a cold night. But no, for me it is walking back to my

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Then what the hell does insensitive in-laws sending you pictures of the minister say? I got two emails today from the x-MIL and her sister in law of picts of the new baby in the family (the WM (whore-minister) was smiling and holding the baby in one) then another group where it was the family hanging out with out of town guest and WM was grinning away in those too. Now my question is this... Why

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I received and email yesterday from a friend of mine and she was sharing the response her son had to the question... What do you want to be when you grow up?Well I asked Bug last night and without missing a beat she put her hands by her head like moose antlers and said, "Taller!" I laughed and said, "I think we can make that happen!"

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So one of my biggest pet peeves is bitching and moaning! I loathe it! And yea, yea, yea some (ok, more than some) of my posts are bitching and moaning about X. I get it! But I say it is more venting and expressing my fears and concerns. I try not to bend any one's ear about it, except on the occasion that it gets pretty bad and I am having trouble dealing with said situation.Anyway, yesterday on

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If you read my post from yesterday you already know that this week has been going... stellar! Well to top it off I woke up this morning with an amazing allergic reaction to something but now I am covered with hives and I want to crawl out of my skin!! Aaahh!! Go figure! Hopefully this weekend will bring me better luck.To lighten the mood I bring you a funny Bug story, "Monster Spray"The other

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Today, it is the truth I am falling apart inside and out!! But first let me catch you up to speed. Thanks to all of the notes of encouragement, I truly appreciate it! Since my last post I have discussed custody with X... What it boils down to is this... He is fine the way things are but "family" wants more definition to guarantee that he (they) can see Bug when ever they want. If it came from

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There are a ton of things I could talk about right now... Susan Palin and the politics, my past weekend and the fact that I found out that X is a true asshole, or that good things happen to good people and no matter what we want to believe... bad things happen to good people too, or again about this past weekend and the fact that his grandmother passed away. She was a light, the type of person

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When I picked Bug up from school yesterday she was wearing a tank top and shorts... This was odd for two reasons. 1) When she went to school she was wearing a dress and 2) She will only wear dresses these days! Ok, so reason #1 is not too weird but there was nothing spilled on her dress and there were no panties that needed to be cleaned, that is what made it odd. When we got home I was

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Last night I stayed up late talking with an old friend of mine. We caught up on a lot of things then we got on the topic of dating and he confirmed what I guess I knew all along. But I think it is a universal truth that was spoken from a single man my own age... Honestly, I would think twice dating a chick with a kid, unless I, you know, already knew her. Like you and I , I already know you so

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I want to take a minute to say thank you to all of my buddies from college, especially my sorority sisters. Back in the day I used to say I was learning more "life lessons" than academics during my higher education years. Well, I have to say, in hindsight, I was mostly right but some of the academics did sink in at some point. Back to my point... One very improntant "life lesson" was used jut

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I came off of my xx-week gym hiatus yesterday. Wait, let me rewind a bit... I am not doing to make excuses as to why I haven't been going so I will just say I haven't been to the gym in a while. Anyway, recently I have been on edge and not able to shake it off any other way I have tried but no, that was not the breaking point. My breaking point came when I found the perfect dress for an 80's

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"He used to say soul shine,Its better than the sunshine,Its better than the moonshine,Damn sure better than the rain.Hey now people don't mind,If we all get this way sometime,Gotta let your soul shine.Shine till the break of day."-"Soulshine" by Warren HaynesI heard this song today, its one of my favorites. It is a beautiful day outside, I slept well last night, I am in a great mood....Its a good

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Last night I asked my parents if any one of their children was as fascinated with their "pieces and parts" (aka... privates) as Bug is. Of the three of us, it was my sister. She got an orange crayon stuck in her 'gina. Don't worry, a day and a half later it came out and she proclaimed, with said crayon in her hand, "Here-d dit is!" Side note... The doctor said that once the muscles relax it will

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Let me start by saying that I feed my child well. Pro-veggies, whole foods, fresh fruits, lean meats, whole grain breads, ok sure, there is the occasional fish stick but the kid even eats salmon. Kudos to me!! Sweets aren't avoided but they are kept at a minimum. I even avoid the over processed juices in the juice isle, I prefer the pureed juices or the homemade ones. But what I can't

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I knew it would happen at some point and I even psyched my self up for it... it will weed out the losers. But it happened for real and not in my head! I went out on a date a week ago with GC. It was almost a blind date, he was a bartender I had been making "eyes" with and I got ballsy. I was going to just five him my number when I payed the check... but with my luck I got chicken-shit and he

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I have to tell you, I have a new crush. His name is Joe and I see him almost every morning before I get to work. He doesn't even know that I exist but that is ok, I will manage! He is cute in a John Mayer with stage make up kind of way. He is a good listener and a little goofy. He is great with kids and animals. I know that Bug likes him too, much more that Steve. She even asks for him in

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Well I am back from my trip and I wanted to have a bit of fun with this recap. Of course there was the typical issues and the others I was preparing myself for but there was also fun to be had!So here is the game (yes, I am amusing mainly myself at this point but humor me, ok?) I will give you a topic and you decide if it was used For Good or For Bad then I will explain. 1. Text Messaging...For

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Last night I was folding some laundry just before putting Bug to bed. We were fooling around with the clothes and jokingly I put her duckie panties on my head, she laughed and did the same thing with another pair. A few minutes later she ran over to her dress-up clothes and grabbed out her Cinderella puff sleeves. They are mesh puffs with pink ribbon that slide on to your arms. Well she

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I just got off of the phone with the ex's mother. She called to touch base with me on out trip to NC next weekend. There is a baby shower for my x-sister-in-law that Bug and I are going to and yes, we are staying with her grandparents. Anyway, I am ok with the trip or at least I think I am. I can handle being around him, and the family but it was when she started talking about the brother and

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I was cruizing on the net today and came across 'reborn babies'. I had never heard of them before so I did a little reading. These are vinyl dolls that are made to be as life like as possible. When I say that I really mean that! They are painted multiple times to give that newborn look. They are even weighted and have a microchip to give them a heartbeat and make it appear like they are breathing

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So I am driving home tonight after an evening out with a friend of mine. We talked alot about life and what is going on. Anyway, on my way home this song is playing on the way home... "This Kind of Love". A beautiful song by Sister Hazel. I can relate... I felt that way once and I felt sad. I did feel that way and now I don't, not any more. That is the way I felt with X... Hmmph! Not the whole

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Update from my last post...I did respond to A's comment and you know what? I said what the hell! I have swallowed a hell of a lof of pride through this whole thing so f@#* it... here goes, I mean seriously, what is the worst thing that will happen? I am humiliated a little more by someone I haven't talked to in about 10 years? Then so be it!I told her I would be in town in the end of the month

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When I checked my email today I saw that there was comment on my alumni page ( I posted about that not too long ago) and I saw who it was from, "A". A friend of mine from college with whom I had a falling out with about X when we started dating. We stopped speaking until I opened my mailbox today.She said that she wanted to say hi and that Bug was beautiful and she hopes things have been well in

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I will start by saying that , no, it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be! That being said the tone to the entire weekend was set on Friday night when X's grandmother told him to "Get off your fat ass and do it yourself." No they aren't as redneck as they sound. What that was, was X falling off ot the pedestal he has always been on... CRASH!Bug was happy and she had fun. She even pointed

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So I have been pretty calm lately. Ok, let me rephrase... My evenings have been pretty calm lately! Then came Friday night! You see I went out with the cous to a concert at a club downtown! Totally fun! But the crowd was way mellow and I was so excited about getting dressed and going out (and all three of my horoscopes said that Friday was the day for romance but I will get tho that later).

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Seriously, I should have started this earlier this week so let me take a minute to catch you up to speed. This may jump around a bit so please bear with me, it will make sense in the end. Here goes...At the end of the month I am taking Bug to the beach to visit her great grandparents and other family (all from his side). I figured he would probably come up to see Bug and so would his mom.

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So, before I start... Yes Bug is feeling better, finally!On to the post... While I was moving my car yesterday I struck up a conversation with the neighbors. They have three girls ranging from 14 to 7. They asked how Bug was doing and I told them that, phew, she is all over the place. She is now turning into quite the bossy one too. Jane just laughed and I told her that it has turned into a

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The last few days I have been dealing with Bug and her ear infection. Talk about a touchy two and a half year old!! Yesterday we stayed home from school/work because of her fever and our lack of sleep. As anyone who has ever had a child with and ear infection... it means no sleep!!!Anyway, when we got up yesterday and got moving she wanted to talk to her daddy and her grandma. No problem! So

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I got the word the other morning that Bug is moving up to the 3year old room (her 3rd birthday isn't till October)! Way to go Bug! They feel like she is ready verbally and she potty trained outstanding! I always knew that she was exceptional and gifted (don't worry, I am rolling my eyes at myself as I type this!) but now there is proof!! Way to go Bug!!!

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Here is my latest craziness at work... Just recently I was invited to join an online social networking site for my collegiate alma mater. No problem, actually, seem like fun. At this point in my life I am ready to get back in touch with some of my old chums. So I sign up, set up my page, write my profile and now I am off searching through folks from my past. Now this was last Friday, just

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So I was looking around MSN and found this awesome list for odd uses for Vodka. Hmm? Well, I check it out! I found all of these uses for the clear college standby. Check these out...Cleans mildew in your bathroom. A few drops in your vase with some sugar will help to keep your cut flowers fresh longer.Pour on affected area (of skin) after rolling in poison ivy to prevent allergic

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Here it is, one of my guilty pleasures... Wife Swap. I can't help it, I love it! But lucky for you that is not what I am writing about today, today it is about the show right after... Super Nanny. Now normally I wouldn't watch a show like this but lets face it... it is always a train wreck and it makes you feel a million times better about anything you do as a parent! And sometimes, just

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A friend of mine sent this to me and instead of forwarding it, I think that this is the perfect place... Enjoy, it is so true!Mothers...This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, 'It's okay honey, Mommy's here.'Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies

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Last night I sat down and watched one of the only shows I watch on a regular basis... How I Met Your Mother. I can't help it, I just really like that show! That crazy Barney, sweet Ted, horney Lilly, and dopey Marshall, and don't get me started on the fact that Robin was a pop-tart in Canada... Genius! Anyway, I love those characters and I love the newest one of them all... Stella. She is played

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So, this weekend I took Bug down to the local spring festival. It was a beautiful day once the clouds went away. We shared a gyro, got her face (actually hand) painted, looked at toys, balloons, books, and clothes. We listened to music and even watched ballerinas. Once she was getting antsy in the stroller (I laid down the rules before we got there) we were off to the kiddie area... there

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So yesterday was my return to the gym after my 6+ week sebatical, I say 6+ because I don't even want to admit to myself just how long it has been. I have had my excuses, I mean reasons, as to why I haven't gone (house, weather, sicknesses, work, etc.) but lets face it... I didn't want to and it didn't take all that much convincing! Anyway, so back to yesterday... my excuses had run out, and even

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It is official... We have sold the house and I am thrilled! No more mortgage on an empty house. No more whining from the ex about having to take care of basic up keeping. No more stamps to pay the mortgage on a house that is empty. No more feedback responses from the Realtor and excuses as to why someone doesn't like my house. No more updates from the neighbors as to how bad the yard looks

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Driving in the car today and Bug and I were talking about playgrounds. She (and I) are very happy that it is finally warm enough to play outside. Anyway, we are on our way back to school and she is talking about playing on the playground this afternoon and this is how that conversation went..."You come play at playground Mommy?""No, I have to go back to work.""You have a playground at work?""No

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I just read an article in the local paper about the Rules of Spring. Well, I was inspired not only because I have been a slacker, or because of the warmer temps, but because everything is in full bloom! Whats not to love about the spring? Ok, allergies and pollen, I'll give you that but that is it!! Anyway, here are some of my own Rules of Spring...You have the right to...-take a sick day

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So Bug has developed a fun new habit of being quite the "backseat driver". While driving to work/ school the other morning I hear from the backseat, "Drive with two hands, Mommy." Well, it amused me and I really didn't think too much of it until the other night while my dad was driving Bug and I to the doctor (Monday's dog bite) she is wailing in the backseat then between sobs, "Papoo, drive

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So, what started out as a bad week has blossomed into a not so bad one all together!! Here I will give you the rundown...Sunday... in bed way too late, this isn't going to be good!Monday... Wake up an hour late and run late all day long. That night, right before bath, Bug gets bit by my parents dog and end up at the Patient First that night (no worries, she is ok but very much the drama queen!

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Sorry it has been a while, been busy at work, at home, in my head. Lots going on. I had some peace this weekend but I will get to that later.Where to begin, hmm, well I will just start here. I was rather unsettled last week. A friend of mine misread my friendship and now maybe ruined it. I won't get into the details but it was childish and he is giving me no space to breath. I can't handle

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Today is the day and I am a little nervous! Strike that... A LOT NERVOUS! Tonight is Bug's first night in her new big-girl bed. I know it is a tough decision for every parent but this is huge! I know she is ready but I am not... I'd better et used to that, I have a feeling that is how the rest of our lives will be.... She is ready and I am not! School, boys, driving, sleep-overs, even visits

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So, here it is, Good Friday, and not the one that went down in history (not the big one but my history). A few posts ago I mentioned just how fantastic (please note the sarcasm) last Easter was. Well, Good Friday was the climax of it all. The day that will go down in my history that I found out my husband was in love with a minister from Charlotte and MySpace told me so! So, my friends will

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So, I was pondering, actually, lets face it, racking my brain trying to figure out what to write about today! I was on CNN today and after reading that Spitzer's call girl was tied to Girls Gone Wild, Ooh, shocking, I know. Then I came across another article... Awaken Your Joy. I had a few minutes so I started to read then it hit me... today's topic... Happiness and Joy. To often I get

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So, my day started off stellar... First off... It is Monday morning and I woke up with the residuals of a migraine. Then Bug fell out of the crib and now has a goose-egg on her head, just in time for the Easter photos. Fantastic! Looks like we will be shopping for a big-girl bed this weekend. Any tips? And yes, we will be going for the toddler size, we do have limited space!Later, I took her

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What is it about a good smelling man, especially one that is put together and smelling awesome. Not overwhelming or overpowering, it has to be subtle. You know, stand close to smell him or a faint linger as he walks past. I know this seems like a senseless post, but hey I have been thinking a lot about this lately. Actually they say that sent is connected to more memories than any visuals.

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And I am about as unscathed as possible! Lets face it, going into the battle fields, I knew ahead of time that I would come out with at least a few bumps and bruises.Bug was so happy to see her grandparents and she squealed with delight when she saw her daddy when she saw him waiting for her. It was really hard but I managed to put my cynical self on the shelf, I didn't even roll my eyes once (

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I will be back next week with what I am sure will be fantastic stories!! I am leaving this afternoon to take Bug to see her Dad and grandparents. It should definatly be an adventure starting with the airplane ride with a 2 1/2 year old then staying with the ex-in-laws. On a good note... the ex has been on steroids for a few months and should more bloated than I was in the photos right after

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It is official...1- there is too much princess time in our house and 2- Bug is more of a girlie-girl than I ever have been... Ever! The other day my parents were watching Bug while I went to a baby shower and when I got home this is the story I was told...Bug and Grandpa were watching Cinderella and when the ballroom scene came up she started dancing along (no surprise here) then she asked

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All I am saying is that I sincerely hope that this apple fell a little further from the tree than most, or at least on the other side of the tree... let me explain...The other evening at tinner with my parents we were discussing plans for Easter. Then my folks started remembering plans from years past. "I can't remember, what did we do last year?" one said. "Hmm, I don't remember." responded

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So, I was cruizin' on the net today and was doing a little research on the chemicals we use in our homes. I didn't realize just how many there are and even more... how many we can change. You can go a lot more natural with a little knowledge and creativity! Here is some of what I found...Baking soda- whitens teeth, freshens breath, exfoliates, removes scuff marks, cleans dishes and pans,

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Head. I will tell you, I suffer from migraine headaches and it suck the big one!!! I am talking the ones that come with spots and nausea... the big dogs of headaches! They go away then they come back and you never know when they are coming. Some days I wake up and I just know that sometime today it will hit, I just know it! I have been to the doctor about it and I research it. And triggers

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A friend of mine e-mailed me a story of interest... Love Tips From Animal Trainers. Interesting! You should take a look. After reading this article it really opened my eyes. Positive reinforcement works! We all know it but do we really use it?I don't, not all of the time, I can admit it. And, as you know... I don't have a mate either. But I do have a toddler, can you see where I am going

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Always a school night. I should have learned my lesson back in college but maybe I have just been out of the game for so long that I have forgotten, that is my story!! No matter what, there is no need to ever go out on a Sunday night and stay out after midnight! UNLESS... you have off the next day, you are taking off the next day, or you are on your way home from somewhere and going in late

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When I got home yesterday my dad was telling me about two women he was sitting near yesterday at a meeting. One handed the other a note and said, "These are the kind of noted my mother leaves in my purse." The other woman reads it and them both laugh. Somehow the note gets passed to my dad, he brings it home and shows it to me. It read:Jeannie,The dry cleaners is a great place to meet men.

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So I will forewarn you... this isn't a feel-good entry but it is about something we all need to think about.So, I was reading the paper today and there was an article about the year 2012... the end of the world. Go ahead, just google it. As I was reading it is talked about solar flare ups, Eros, Myan calendars, and God all resulting in the end, and that is only five years away. Scary stuff!!

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It happens once in a while but when it does... I can't help myself and then today (this morning) I realized that it was happening again. Spring is almost here and I need new shoes.I didn't say that I wanted them, this is a need... I need them. Something pretty and colorful. A little out of my comfort zone. Something fun, definalty something fun! Now I feel like a kid in a candy store... what

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So I was thinking... What to write today. Bug is still sick, I am tired and that is about it. I could obsess about the approaching day of love (FYI... my V-day weekend is booked, no dates however but I am good with that!). Nah, no need to beat a dead horse!Anyway, I am sitting here and listening to the local NPR station and Talk of the Nation is on and their guest is a relationship columnist

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It was Bugs dream come true... All princesses, all weekend! There was a movie marathon of Cinderella, The Little Mermaid, and Sleeping Beauty. She danced with her princess figurines while watching her princesses... What more could a two year old little girl want other than cheese?Anyway, all these fairy tales got me thinking... No, not what a crock...that is not how it works in real life. But

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To my ex. Normally I try to refrain from pettiness but I got an email today about religion and humor. Included was this photo...He was the first person (aside from the minister herself) I thought of. I couldn't resist, can you blame me!!

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Last night we received a package in the mail from the ex (I won't even go on about the fact that he can send gifts but getting a mortgage or child support check to me is the hardest thing in the world... I will just leave it out of this... I am just saying!) from Disney. I knew that it was coming and but she could open it whenever. He said, "Since she won't ever play with GI Joes, I thought

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Today is something different than my usual, I came across an article about Toxic Free Cleaning... Great in theory you say, but does it work? It sure does!! Not only will it save you money but it is better for the air you breath and your family (the two and four legged ones). Here is the best part... not only is it better for you but it is less expensive! What a bonus!!So, try it with me for

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With Valentine's Day right around the corner (as if you couldn't figure it out with all of the store displays, heck, I even got a list of names from daycare so Bug could give everyone valentines) I have a chance to reflect. Sure, I could take the easy and cynical way out... Boo men and blare "Love Stinks" in the car and who could blame me, but I won't (ok, maybe once but I will never admit it!).

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For starters...Let me follow up on T. As you know I wasn't all that romantically interested in him. Great guy, just not for me. Anyway, late on Friday night (I was in a migraine induced coma) around 1:30 I got a text... Damn those things... about being friends and he thought that was mutual and still wants to chat blah, blah, blah...Way to go him for having the courage to do that (at 1 am on

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So I bet you wouldn't believe this one but you get not one but two stellar entries from me today! Anyway, I was catching up on my news on CNN and ran across this story Busting the Work-Life Myth about balancing home and work (or all facets of your life) and the conclusion... THERE IS NO BALANCE!It is true, we all try to believe that there is and that we can handle it but lets be truly honest

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As you know I have been fighting off this bug for a while now... I think I am finally winning! But the other day I got a call from daycare saying that Bug had a fever and needed to be picked up and she wouldn't be able to come int the next day either.... school policy. Fine, no problem, I understand. So I was off to pick up my bug and by the time I got her home she was all smiles and no fever.

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But every once in a while something comes along to make me step over to the other side. And this is one of them... Baby Bush Toys. I don't know who came up with these but OMG they are brilliant. I have never seen someone grasp the essence of a person so well in a line of products. I will be shopping for baby gifts pretty soon and these my find their way into one of those green and yellow bags.

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As I was sifting through my emails I was scanning through one from rachelraymag.com, and yes I am a huge fan! There were all sorts of quick and fun ideas for the Big Game on Sunday but this one really caught my eye... Beer Margarita. And as Rachel Ray would say... Yumm-O! Or if I amy go another route... As Joey Tribianni would say... Beer... Good! Margaritas.... Good! Whats not to like??

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Now in a day where idols like Brittany Spears, Jamie Lynn, and Paris Hilton thrive. And there is tragedy all over like the news of recession, war, political bashing, and George W leaving office (oh wait, that is good news). You really need to wonder why kids these days are the way they are. Even this weird muscle dude has been effected by all of the media (or steroids, either way it is funny).

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After nearly a week, Bug let me sleep for almost a full night... Exciting!! But on the other hand... I have the cold (probably from lack of sleep). Anyway, I am coughing so hard my brain is rattling inside my head and my stomach muscles hurt. And I don't think that it is possible that one person could produce as much snot as I have in the past few days... But enough of my whining, I am

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I laughed just the other day to a friend of mine about her daughter kicking Grandpa in the head and last night I got my payback... Sorry B! I was talking to Bug about calling Daddy. This was at home after she kicked my wrist in the car when I was handing the phone to her so she could talk to him then, and yes he was on speaker phone when that happened and heard her scream, "NO! NO TALK DADDY!!".

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I don't know what you called it but I distinctly remember that there was a period of time in sixth grade when it was actually fun to sneak up behind people and jerk their pants down to their ankles and this was called 'flagging'. I am sure you see what direction this is going in...So the other day Bug and I were at the mall and we went into Gap Body, a bathing suit in the window caught my eye.

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It is called "Lets hide my Bah-bah and Ping-won right before Mommy needs to leave for work, it always seems to put her in a good mood!"And in case you were wondering... it is a miserable game but luckily it only took me two days to figure it out! Yesterday on our was out the door I realized that we were minus the buddies (insert frustrated sigh) so we searched and searched and searched. Finally

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Hey, check out Shoutbox (on the right of the screen). Just click on the link and a pop-up will appear and you can post you comments real time over there! May as well try it out and see how it works!

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Well, I got the call yesterday evening on my way to pick up Bug. It was the ex calling to tell me that the first car that I purchased (and owned) is on his way to the big junkyard in the sky. He was in his second accident in a month, of course neither of them were his fault (insert eye rolling here) because nothing ever is!!Anyway, it was the last one that finally put ole Ernie out of his

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A Calm AcceptanceTo all of those who have a child ages 3 or older... go ahead and start laughing now. For all of those with a child ages 2-3... sympathize with me. And all of those with a child under the age of 2... ha ha ha... brace yourself!! I have been saying since Bug was 18 months that I am already dealing with the dreaded "Terrible Twos" but the joke was on me because... now I am!!! I

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You know, one of those days where things just don't go right, not wrong, just not right. Well today was one of them! The morning started off innocent enough and without issue (aside from the fear of a headache) then I got to work and it started... my instrument was out of gas and I had to wait till noon when the gas guy finally showed up, a waste of half of the day... still not horrible! In

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Happy 31st Birthday Dustin Diamond, or as the rest of us know him... Screech from Saved by the Bell and brother to Mike D(iamond) of the Beastie Boys. Your right, this has no relevance to any of our lives but I felt like it was noteworthy...So anyway, happy birthday to you Screech! Cheers!

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Yes you heard me right!Lets just call him T. He is the fun one I met on New Years. We compared "baggage" and even though I had more, he came in a close second. We have similar situations. So anyway for starters, let me give you a little back story, I chose not to elaborate last week because even I couldn't keep up with my crazy thoughts! He called me on Wednesday afternoon and asked if I

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I am now a resident of the state of MD, and it only took me 3 months to get my lazy butt down to the DMV. But now I am the proud new owner of a MD driver's license. And just in case you are wondering, everyone there was just as happy and efficient as you would expect! My motivation... the elections are fast approaching in February and I would like to exercise my right to vote!

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Or at least that is what I keep telling myself!And so far so good!! New Years was a blast! J and I went out on the town... two single gals all dressed up and out for a good time! We started out at a co-worker of J's party downtown and from there we went to Bartenders, a bar in Canton where I met the weird forward dude I posted about already(UPDATE...he never did call). After that we left the

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For the weirdest dude in the bar to hit on me?So it is New Years Eve and I am out with J and some of her co-workers (I will post again about the rest of the night but this one deserves his own post... you'll see why, keep reading!) at a bar in Canton, it is early and the first of many bars. Anyway, I excuse myself to have a cigarette at the bar, as not to bother the others. Let me stop here

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There has been an ongoing story in the paper about 'The Raven's Fan' who is so dedicated to his team that he has camped out on the roof of a Canton bar and refused to come down (except for an hour a day) until 1- the Raven's win a game or 2- the coach is fired. This was one man's attempt to improve the moral of Raven's fan's across the city. Last I had heard he had stood his vigil for over 2 1/

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I was skimming the news paper today and found this article about the "Terrible Twos" and the bad news is that it only gets worse when they are three. Ugh! Why doesn't anyone warn us?? Is this a sick joke? But the light at the end of the tunnel is that once they get to 4-5 years old it is smooth sailing for a few years!

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That is the question! I sit here and ponder that question with days and days of cookies piled high in my belly with pasta and pot roast on top of that. Not to mention the other assorted confections I have dipped into. Needless to say the holidays have not been good to my waistline! I haven't made it to the gym in about two weeks (or so) due to holiday shopping, a head cold (I am still getting

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Truth be told.... I just wasn't feeling it this year. That warm and fuzzy feeling of Christmas and I had a million reasons why. They weren't my decorations on the tree. Heck, it wasn't even my tree or my house. Different state. Different state of mind. Tighter purse strings. The separation/ divorce. Living with my family. The list goes on and on just like that. Now I tried, I listened to

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So I went out with my cousin J last night... What fun! After discussing the evening's events on the way home (at 2am) we both came to the conclusion that this arrangement seems to be working well. Two single gals out on the town and we always seem to have some kind of adventure (luckily, they have only been the good ones so far). Anyway, we went downtown. Why not? She had to pick up a gift

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Or at least this one is right up there with sitting in chocolate while wearing white pants. This one is right off the press.... it just happened about ten minutes ago!!! So I bend down to pick up something (I don't even remember what it is) and RIP!!! Right in the seat of my pants. They are old, cheap jeans that have been abused for a while but still, I am at work and they are the only ones I

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So I was in the shower this morning shaving my legs, like most other mornings (except for the shaving my legs part, it is December, I am single... give me a break), and then the door swings open. I wasn't startled, I heard the thud, thud, thud of little feet approaching so I was ready for it. The curtain swings open and "I see you!" from Bug. "I see you too!" I reply. "Honey, please close the

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As anyone knows, telling a toddler what to eat (and having them listen) is close to impossible. Just this morning I woke up early and made Bug a scrambled egg with cheese, normally a favorite but due to holiday ciaos breakfast have been yogurt, Cheerios, and juice lately. She took one look at it and said, "No, me no like. No want." Then handed them to the dog. And yes, we end up eating

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I have to admit this... I laughed to myself on numerous occasions this past weekend and it was at someone else's expense. Now before you go persecuting me, let me explain. My ex is vain, very vain, very, very vain. I knew this while I was with him and I got past it most of the time. Oh, the things we do in the name of love! But now that it is over, I laugh, a lot!Anyway, he was visiting for

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... And a drunk guy asks me if I will marry him for the weekend. I say, "What the hell! I don't have any plans!" We all laugh and I turn to order a drinks and next thing I know he is giving me a hug from behind telling all of his friends to go on without him and that his wife over there will kill him when they get home!Now here is the funny part... not only was he old enough to be my father

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On my way into work today decided to live on the edge... I was not going to listen to my normal NPR morning show, I would listed to music. And having lived in the south for over a decade I have grown quite fond of country music (hey, don't knock it). So, I concluded, that would be my poison for the day. I tuned into the local station mid song, they were playing Little Big Town's "Bring It On

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I am sure you have heard this one before but I promise you it's good! If I have told you this then pleas bear with me, if I haven't then you will enjoy this one!So I went out with my cousin a few weeks ago to a bar close by. We weren't the youngest ones there by far but we weren't the oldest either. We chose a seat off to the side in a booth where we could chat and people watch. So, here we

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So, I did it last night. We were in the grocery store, I have been there a lot lately but that is for later. Anyway, Bug was acting a fool and I had a bad day so I pulled out the big guns... I reminded her that Santa is watching and he only brings toys to little girls that listen to their mommies. It worked, it was a miracle! She sat down, quiet and attentive. It lasted all of five minutes,

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I am exhausted!!I was woken up by a vomiting toddler this morning. Used hot dogs and strawberry applesauce were all over her bed and lovies. And that, my friend, was the end of my peaceful dreams. We got up, changed clothes, washed up, and ran laundry. By 4:40 I thought there was a smidgen of hope of napping for an hour... Ha! The joke was on me. Bug didn't want to sleep at all! She

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