Collection of Completely Random Thoughts

It's That Time Again...

2011-10-28T11:58:00.000-07:00

*hangs head in shame and slowly stands*
hi. my name is Megz. and i have an addiction...
...
...
i've had this addiction since my mom came home with this...

my brother set it up and it was all downhill from there. this addiction of mine.
Oh! The memories...those misty ~~water color~~ floppy disked memories! All the hours I spent playing on that Apple. Spy vs. Spy. The squeak of those big plastic cases the games used to come in when you'd open them. *sighs happily*
As I got older my addiction to technology only got worse. I wanted more. I wanted to best. I wanted the newest. Unfortunately, Steve wasn't there. And Apple? Well, without him, they just kind of disappeared from sight and mind.
So, instead I got to deal with PCs for the next several (many) years. Or PoCs (Pieces of...yougetthepicture). I am sorry if you love your PC. I am not trying to offend you. It's just my experience and how I feel. I am an Apple person. That is all I can say. Or should I actually say "I am a Steve Jobs person"?

The only good thing that came out of the 'break' that Steve took from Apple? And my enforced use of PCs? I *had* to work on them. I *had* to get inside of them, open them up, and....I LOVED IT!!! *twitches* hence the reason we are hear today. Suddenly just being on a computer wasn't enough, I had to find excuses to -occasionally- open them up and get into their brains. New hard drive here. More memory there. Damn! Needs a new fan! Darn it all. And on and on and on.

And then Steve was back!!! OMFG! Steve was back! And the amazing, revolutionizing things he was doing at Apple! *gasp* Suddenly Apple was back on the techie map in a big way. And seriously, if this was Risk, everyone else would be F-U-H-C-K-E-D! Because Apple owned that board. It's obvious he loved what he did. And it's obvious he loved the company. And it's obvious he wanted everybody else to love it to. Because we do. Don't we? In a huge, fanatical kind of way. The man was amazing.

The only bad thing about giving me back Apple- and with it Macs? He took away my tinkering!!! *whines*
Sure, some of the first versions of certain items aren't perfect. But the thing about apple is that, most of the time, they do not rush their products and they learn from their mistakes. So what I'm stuck with now is a perfectly running iMac, and perfectly running macbook, and perfectly running iPad 2, and a perfectly running iPhone 4. Bah! (first rule of technology: don't buy the first version. wait for them to work out the kinks and then buy it!)

SO! When I was face timing with my sister last night and she was talking about how they had taken my mom's iMac into the Apple Store and the dude at the Genius Bar had told them that they need to install more memory before she can run Lion...I started to sweat just a little bit at the though of "installing" something. *Because* she then brought up the macbook! I asked if they were going to take it to someone to have it done or if she was going to try to do it herself. And she said, "The guy said they were just slots." I told her that yes, for the iMac, there are slots at the bottom of the monitor for the memory cards, BUUUUT if they are thinking of upgrading the memory on the macbook too then she will have to take off the bottom of the macbook to get to the memory cards. Her eyes got all big, meanwhile probably just my pupils got big much like the techie addict that I am. I am surprised I could keep the twitching to a minimum. The fact that I didn't scream at her to just send it all to me speaks volumes for my self control. [I should mention that while I was speaking to her she said, "I don't even know what this thing is called." about the iMac. O_O *picks jaw off floor and tells self to be good, just be good*]

my name is Megz. and i am an addict. *sits back down*

thank you

LOVE *HUGS*MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

It's Almost.......Palpable.

2011-10-28T10:29:00.000-07:00

The excitement, that is. And, no, Michael Sheen...no one does say it better than you. (I almost expected you to go all Hannibal on us for a second there. ;) ) But anyhoo! That's old news! On with the new!!!

Breaking Dawn, pt.1. I am lucky enough to be getting to see this epic headboard-cracking, feathers-a-flying(and sticking), film with many a gorgeous female. A small group that is close to mah little ol' heart and, this time, for the first time ever (<~~~she said in her best movie preview voice over voice), a gianormous extended group of lovelies that I'll be meeting for the first time in person ::and due to some unfortunate circumstances >_> <_< >_> have not had the chance to really "meet" on The Twitter, either:: and now....well... now I can't be sure which one I'm more excited about. Seeing the new Twilight movie. Finally. With all the sexin' and the headboard breaking and the feathers in her hair. OR Seeing my bébes. Whom I get to see once a year if I'm lucky....And meeting all these amazing girls for the first time in person. Hmmmmmm.

Oh. Who the fuck do I think I'm kidding?!!! I am way more excited to see my girls. Like, I feel like I am going to jump right out of my skin(<~~~ disgusting ass picture, I know. I know because I imagined it. *shudders*) , I am so freaking excited. Don't get me wrong. There will not be a day that goes by while we are all together that we will not be going to a theater to watch that headboard-cracking-goodness #wantsinmymouthnow, but there isn't a day that doesn't go by throughout the year when I think to myself either A.) I miss them. Or B.) I wish we lived closer.
because....
well....
because....

Love *HUGS*SQUISHES*MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*
<3 <3 <3
PS I think anyone would agree that it is always incredibly hard if not downright impossible to be separated from ones wifey! And to take a persons cupcake away should be considered criminal. And long distance relationships with a girlfriend is always hard, right? And to separate a girl from her doll is just wrong, yes? And to take away a woman's super sexxxay sassy pants, well...shame on you. #justsayin' #thatisall

FMNSN

2011-06-17T22:46:00.000-07:00

So, this morning I wanted to cry and cry and cry and cry... and for no other reason than I watched the sun come up. It wasn't romantic and it wasn't because I had a horribly bad dream that I woke up from and couldn't go back to sleep so that I got to see it. No...it was definitely not because I woke up. Unless you are thinking of the morning before.
Fuck...
Me...
I didn't sleep at all last night and I truly hate nights like that. And I should have known this one was coming, my sleeplessness has been building, but -FUCKME- it is so, well, tear worthy to lay down at night to go to sleep, never once even doze, and then see the sun coming thru the window. Next thing you know you give up all hope and look at the time and it's 7:57am.
I learned long ago, when I was in grade school, to never look at a clock once I've got into bed and am trying to sleep. If i did then I would just wind up watching the clock and it would take even longer to fall asleep and it's just that much more depressing to see exactly how über long it's taking your lame brain to get the memo and shut the fuck down already. *pulling hair*
Wish me luck for a better night and nights to come??? *gets down on knees to beg* Please, bbs?

*LOVE*HUGS*MWAH*MWAH*

A Work In Progress P.S.

2011-06-08T15:55:00.000-07:00

I don't know if I've ever told you...well...Alright, so I have an extremely high pain threshold and damn good thing too, huh? BUT (and I the "everything happens for a reason/totally not superstitious" being that I am refuse to see this as any kind of a sign) since we first met, whenever I am nauseous and my mr. touches me I suddenly need to sprint for the nearest toilet/trashcan/bush/whatever is safest and least humiliating and I am sooooo not a vomiter AND whenever I am in pain and he touches me my pain levels ratchet up to the unbearable.
So! *rubs hands together* He forgets the whole "no touchie the Meggie while she be in pain" rule on Saturday while I'm getting my tattoos done. I don't ask for much. In fact I am a very undemanding person. And I don't have very many rules, beyond the very basic 10 commandment type, but seriously is it that hard? Ugh. Deanna started out by doing my back (ouch) and that one took an hour and a half, but it seemed like forever. While she was doing that one the kids and my mr. were gone getting something to eat - did I mention her tattoo parlor is in Little Italy? Yum. -, thank goodness for that. But they were back a little while after she started on my hip. Damn hip! Now, the mr. is curious to see how things are going, looking, progressing. I was totally fine with him coming over and talking to me, in fact, during the times my breath wasn't being stolen from my body by pain, I welcomed it. And as long as he wasn't looming over Deanna and bugging the shit outta her I don't care about that either. BUT THEN he started touching me! And asking me for kisses. Asking me to kiss him!? He's lucky I didn't reach over and rip off his "dangling participle" or his junk, if you will. I was in more than a little bit of pain and more than a little bit fucking frustrated with him.

And, sorry, it's just been awhile and there they were staring me in the face...I couldn't help myself!

"You taste...warm?" *shudders*wink*tackles*

End of rant. <3 you.

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*

I Shall Call You, "Why Is There No Slide Show?"

2011-06-08T14:51:00.000-07:00

Today: a photo extravaganza! I do not have a Hipstamatic problem. *nodding and mouthing "I am a Hipstamatic addict"* I just like to take pictures every once in awhile. *shaking head sorrowfully at the lie of that* It just so happens that my most photographed subject is Belly because it is most often we two.

This is a bronze statue outside the library. I think it's called The Storyteller.

She did this pose all on her own. I swear it. Can you say, "Natural born Ham."?

Okay, so here we are at The Japanese Tea Garden in San Francisco. It is the oldest public japanese tea garden in San Francisco having been officially opened in 1894. Makoto Hagiwara designed most of the garden and was given the "job" of official caretaker of the garden, until WWII. Then essentially all of the Hagiwara family treasures were "liquidated" (how politically correct we are), but now the garden has been nearly restored to it's former glory.

And now that you history lesson is over, onto my Hipstamatic seizure!!!

This is the front of the garden. The entrance. We were waiting for Mr. to get back from parking the car.

We've now moved the party inside. This garden is huge.

You can clearly see the tea house here, plus there is a whole huge patio area.

Hub's mom admiring one of the many little stone pagodas that she has yet to cross paths with on this fine afternoon spent in the Japanese Tea Garden.

Bella loved these little bronze frogs. *Made* me take pictures of them. She almost fell into the water trying to get at them.

This bridge is so steep that there are steps going up and down, and the steps are huge. Bella was pissssssed that she couldn't climb that bridge, but there was just no way. So we settled for watching the boys, eating candy (her), and taking pictures (me).

Hunter looks amused, does he not? hehehe Hunter: "Yeah, Dad, that's hilarious. Could you let go of me now so I can show you what I was trying to show you in the first place? Thaaanks."

Watch out! There are Hipsters about! *GASP*

The hubs gets ahold of my phone and suddenly it's a picture of my ass, a picture of my ass, and, OH LOOK! a picture of my. ass! *rolling my eyes* Seriously? Didn't even have the curtesy to change the film or the lens. Geez!

Ever classic picture of a picture, 'cept a little bit different. How do you think his picture came out, hm? Bella! Get your hands away from your nose!

From one minute...

to the next.

Candid shots are always my favorite pictures. Posed pictures have their place, but candids....*sigh* can be remarkable.

Look who's a freaking photo bomber!!! >_< *growlz* I swear he photo bombs one more picture...*grumbles something about punching and reproductive organs and some other unsavory things*

Look who's my patient guy, being all good and not driving me crazy. Awwwwwww....

Belly and the Hub's Aunt Jean:

This here, this is a beautiful boy, but as beautiful as he is it has been nearly impossible to get a good picture of him for years now!

There is a little tea shop in the garden. They, of course, serve a few different kinds of teas and also have cookies, cakes, and I *think* there may have even been some simple sushi there too. My brainz may be failing me there though. The women come over to your tables in their simple style kimono robes, it looks as if they are trying to keep it as traditional as possible.

This panel here and the one below it actually form the ceiling of the pagoda arch above.

Serious face:

Happy face:

THE END!!!

LOVE, HUGS, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

A Work In Progress...

2011-06-07T09:09:00.000-07:00

We are, all of us, a work in progress. It is honestly a beautiful thing, if you think about it, because we are constantly given the chance to reinvent ourselves. It's all a matter of: if's and how's, that make all the difference in the world. Of course some of us are just perfectly lovely in the niche that we have found ourselves and to continue evolving along that route...*sigh* I know a few people like that. So lucky! *grin*

Anyway, that whole "work in progress" thing...well, it's a bit more the physical for me at the moment than the metaphysical. *cheeky grin*

Okie, first things first! Do you like my earrings? Or as hubs calls them my "giant ass plugs". That is not to be confused with giant *ass* plugs, but an exaggeration of the size of my plugs/earrings. O_O Things can get very dirrrrrrrty very quickly around here over the most innocent of items. I just thought I should clarify.

I'm a good girl I am! As Eliza Doolittle once said. And if you believe that I have a bridge to sell you, too. *hides smirk*

I know this isn't the best picture, however it is the only picture that shows off how the one pair of *snickers* plugs (okay, I'll stop) is iridescent. Actually, they are almost like an opal.

BTW, those "giant ass..." earrings are only 2s. Geez! *wink*

Moving right along. It had been more than a decade since I had a tattoo done. For those of you bitten by that particularly inky little bug, you know that is far too long and entirely unacceptable. And as to be expected, perhaps, I was more than a little anxious, and perhaps a little overzealous. Don't know, don't think so, don't care. When I started to really think about getting a new tattoo and especially when the possibility started to become a very real probability, I. wanted. something. BIG!!! Like, really, really, really, BIG! Now came the hard part, I knew I wanted a new tattoo, I knew I wanted something on a large scale, but what? And then inspiration struck. I won't bore you with all the personal details of the whys, but just show you the how of its coming together!

Just after having the first two of this piece done (Tiger Swallowtail and a California Sister, both these butterflies can be found in the San Francisco area, hubs idea.):

Here they are two weeks later and all healed up and with their new buddy to join them!

This is the third butterfly to join the party, also located on my back, also can be found in San Francisco, and call a Mourning Cloak. Am I just *that* morbid that I love the name of this butterfly? This is freshly de-bandadged. Must admit, I almost begged for mercy or at the very least a break on this one and I have a very high pain thresh hold. You see, I have a very bony back, not a whole lot of padding over my vertebrae, just skin...and nerve endings. But I figured it was best done to just push on through. If you ever tell anyone that I nearly whimped out though I may hand you your tush!

And this is a week and almost a half later. Sorry for the odd angle, but I took the picture myself with my iPhone. I want you to close your eyes and picture that. Right now! Picture it! Now I defy you not to laugh at the awkward, twisted up angle I put myself into to take *this* picture! ;)

Here's a couple mirror shots where you can see a little of the arm and, at least, all the butterflies on my back to get a bit of a better idea of the aviary I got going on!

Look! Look! There I am! Again... O_o

My arm, Blue Morpho, just after getting it done, which, by the way, was not bad at all! Except it was a little bit weird when she was doing the tip of the butterfly's wing on the inside of my arm. It was all up in my joint...and just...*shudders delicately* But totally not bad.

And it totally healed the fastest, so...*kisses* Loves this tat! Nevermind that blue's mah favorite color!

This is just a stupid "for fun" shot with Hipstamatic. Oh, how do I love thee?

Now onto my poor, poor, poor, hip. The Common Rose. This has got to be the angriest tattoo I have ever seen. I can also speak from experience now and beg all of my friends and loved ones that if you are thinking of getting a tattoo: please think one hundred million times over before thinking about getting it in a spot where you may have stretch marks! Please? HMFMWDS That hurt. I mean. That. Hurt. You can see from the picture. That. Fucking. Hurt. None of the rest of the are all red, like that, and swollen, like that. And it hurt. Did I mention that? Not just while she was doing it, but for days afterwards, it was hypersensitive.

But here it is now! Almost completely healed! Yay and thank you GAWD!!!

I thought I would throw this one in for scale, just so you could see how big this one is. It sits on the opposite hip from the shoulder that the Blue Morpho is on. Look! You can just barely see Mothra! hehehe
And here's another shot with me messing around with Hipstamatic. Sorries. I just love that damned app. I blame KD. ^_^

So! I *may* get a few more butterflies, but here's the big part of what's missing...

The idea is that the vine will start down on my right foot and work it's way up and around my body to end on my left hand. I have loved, truly, truly, love Star Jasmine since I was around 5 or 6 years old. It was the only choice really.

Down on my foot, in the vine it will say, "Once upon a time..." and where the vine ends, on my left hand (just so happens by my wedding ring), in the vine it will say, "And they lived happily ever after..."

What do you think? Is it big enough? *tackles*

LOVE, HUGS, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

Weeding Out the Bad Apples...Mwahahahahaaaaa!!!!!

2010-10-08T09:30:00.000-07:00

So, Hunter's birthday is coming up very soon. This means...dun duunn duuuuuunnnnnnnnn.... a birthday party!!! *gasp* The older they get the more I dread these. It's not my kids I worry about, it's the other kids I worry about pleasing. My children are gracious and know that they are blessed to have what they have.... it's "the other ones" that concern me. *biting lip*whispering* They scare me...

Instead of driving myself stark-fucking-raving-mad I plan on going against my grain and, as usual, making sure my son has the best birthday I can possibly give him while not worrying about the rest. I mean... of course, that means his friends having a good time, but I'm not gonna stress over it.

SO!! *rubbing hands together* My awesome boy (who loves the fact that he was born on Friday the 13th *in* October ::sings:: looooooooves it!) has decided that he wants a Halloween themed birthday party! Awe•Some! We went out the other night and had a ton of fun picking some stuff out for his party.

I also got some little candy bones to go on the cake I'm going to make for him, in addition to the cupcakes. I asked him if he wanted me to fill his cake with cherries to look like blood... I got a very adamant "Yes!" *proud grin*

One of the nicest things about him having a Halloween themed birthday party? It immediately cuts out all the unwanted riffraff pre-party time! Ugh! *mumbling* silly people who think that Halloween is evil....hmph....

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

When It Rains...

2010-10-08T08:52:00.000-07:00

Fact: It does not rain much in Phoenix, buuuuut when it does the heavens have a habit of opening up and lettin' loose!

Fact: You never know when it's *actually* going to rain. You could swear up and down that it's going to rain until you're blue in the face, just to have to sun come out shining bright and hot not even a moment later with not even one drop hitting the asphalt.

Fact: Whether it's due to the rarity with which we experience rain here in this "valley" or if it's just thanks to the heat of the sun having baked all the common sense straight out of all the brainz in said "valley", peeps have no idea how to drive in the rain and lose their minds at the first sign of rain.... and by that, I do mean the first tiny little cumulus cloud in the sky!!! *grumble*grumble*grumble*

IT. POURS.:

FACT:: PHOENIX HAS SHITTY SHITTY DRAINAGE!!!! *ahem* That is all. *smiles sweetly*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

My Weekend...

2010-10-06T21:01:00.000-07:00

Soooooooooooo....
Hubs' boss thought that it was imperative that I hustle my sweet ass *cough*yeahright*cough* on over to NorCal to spend some quality *snort* time with him this weekend.
While I appreciate the thought and the free plane ticket, the time with my mans didna really work out. BUT I did get a few hours with him on Saturday in St. Helena and Calistoga before he had to get back to work, so I snapped plenty of pictures while I could!!! *huge grin*

...driving up. He's giddy as a school girl!!!

Mmmmmmmm....*slurpz* Just think. Those inconspicuous vines can make something as delicious as WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE! nomnomnomnomnom

The perfect ending to the perfect first wine tasting of the day at the perfect winery!!! BTW... that is what used to be a glass of 125th anniversary Port and the winery is V. Sattui. Their wine is fit for the gawdz. Perfection.

The next few pictures are of the picnic area and the buildings on the grounds of the V. Sattui Winery.:

Okay. So. When we first went to Napa Valley, Hubs and I completely fell in love with V. Sattui. The wine, the beautiful grounds, and the amazing people they employ. Well, there is a new(er) member of the Sattui family and it is dedicated to "old world style" italian wines. Allow me to introduce you..... it is the Castello di Amorosa (the Castle of Loooooooooooooove *lascivious eyebrow waggle*):

It. is. a. castle. Motherfuckers weren't lying. Not just some dude with a big ego over-fucking-exaggerating. That bitch is a castle!!! I mean.... it may not have actually been built hundreds of years ago, but I swear I kept expecting a feudal lord to pop up from around a corner and call me a wench!

It has a chapel, of course, and, of course, they do mass in latin every Sunday...

And an absolutely beautiful courtyard where they host all kinds of events....

Every castle must have a Great Hall to show off it's wealth and importance...

Every wall in the Great Hall has a different mural painted on it that tells a different story. Also, the fireplace in the Great Hall pre-dates Christopher Columbus. That put me in a slight bit of awe. An interestingly yummy fact: right outside the Great Hall is that bread oven. They bake bread in it everyday. I would soooooo steal some. *looks around with shifty eyes biting lip*

Moving on! I will not bore you with all kinds of pictures of the wine cellars-while they were cool, like everything else. There is something else every castle worth it's stone must contain within it's depths.... especially if someone like me is going to visit.... someone baaaad that is. Someone in need of.... *whispers* punishment.
*nods and smiles* Yep! That's right! A dungeon.

*straight faced* tsk tsk tsk... so at home in a dungeon. who would have thought?

and to finish up the tour of the castle they take us into our private little tasting room where hubs proceeded to get schnokered!!! Hey! Fill 'er up, garçon! *wink*

Some more pictures from around the outside...

There were tons of chickens just strolling around outside there, paying no attention to the silly drunken humans, and napping under the grapevines. Seriously. For chickens, they got it made. For HUMANS they got it made!!!

I think Hagrid's hut is back there somewhere...?

Hunter's hilarious....I'm showing the kids the pictures and I get to the picture of the super old suit of armor and he just starts cracking up. Like, holding his stomach he's laughing so damn hard and I'm just looking at him wondering whats so fucking funny and he looks at me with tears in his eyes still laughing and I get irritated and I said, "You know, I'm trying to show you these pictures. I thought you would really appreciate them! Especially this one. That is a really, really, old suit of armor. I thought you would think it was cool." and he points and says, "Mommy! Look! It says "Please Touch"." And then Ethan started rolling all over the bed laughing, too, at that point. I guess you had to be there, but damn do I love them! ;)

Home again, home again, jiggity jog! There were only 37 people on my 137 passenger plane. *ahem* One person per isle, please. *grin*

Only flight I've ever been on that had all male flight attendants, and they were all fighting over who got to serve who. One of them actually came over and sat next to me and proceeded to pout over how I "didn't want to be in his section" *rolls eyes* puh-leez. Just gimme mah Dr.Pepper, mah water, and lemme watch mah robbieporn in fuh-king-peace, pweeeeez?!? *puppy dog eyes*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

Shall I Embarrass Myself... Just a Little Bit?

2010-09-28T10:14:00.000-07:00

Shall I? Hmmm? *quirky grin* Mmmk....*nods* But only for you. AND only because I love you so much and you are long, looong, looooooong, overdue and for THAT I should have my guts spilled! So, for that fact alone, I will strive to do my best to prostrate myself (possibly keel-haul) for your own reading pleasure.

WARNING:: If you are not prepared, or do not have time in your day, for some complete stupidosity, or, possibly, some TMITMITTTTTTTMI Diarrhea-of-the-written-word in what could be epic proportions...SHUT. 'ER. DOWN. RIGHT. NOW. *tapping fingers on the keyboard and waiting for the deafening silence*

Okay, I'm going to start off with something that might be little to everybody else, but to me was a "Oh, my God!!! I wanna put my head through the nearest fucking wall. I'm so damn stupid!" Forehead-smacking moment for me: *deep breaths*

I have always loved the Violent Femmes. Ever since I first heard Blister in the Sun...Kiss Off... I think I was, like, twelve, but I was done for. And then... and theeeeeen I fell in love with Gnarls Barkly when he came out with St. Elsewhere. *another calming breath*

Now. Would anybody care to venture a guess at how long it took me to figure out that good ol' Gnarls was covering some of the Femmes? Even with how, at one point, I was borderline obsessed with them? Quite a little while, I DO mind telling you. #effingmusictard

Let's see...*tapping chin*

Okay. Okay! Also, not so bad, but mildly embarrassing still. *trying to calm my heart down just thinking about it*

So, hubs has been working in another state for the last couple weeks and will continue to be out of town for the next several. My point being, I haven't read my FanFic in a long time and that is no small exaggeration. With him gone I have had more time on my hands and have started playing "catchup". More than that really, because a certain friend >_> suggested a certain literary-orgasmic-heartattack to me *cough*Chemical Reaction*cough*cough* Excuse me. Sorry about that. Nerdward in my throat.... hehehe. Anyways, when I got to a certain scene, at a certain event, and a certain HPOA made an appearance with a certain set of fingers X_X Let's just say I almost needed a roll. #becauseIalmostjizzedinmypants Thanks, KD. I think that could be called manslaughter 1? *raises eyebrows*

What else? What.... else....?

I love a dominant man. In the bedroom, I mean. Nothing is more sexy than a man who knows how to play your body like it's an instrument. That's. Fucking. Hawt. *smacks forehead*mumbling* I know...I know. I'm spazztastic.

Okay...I'm having a hard time thinking of anything else here. I'm working on little to no sleep and I think mah Bébes can tell I'm in a serious "mood", rare form, if you will. *wicked grin*

So I have just one last seriously embarrassing, something you never wanted to hear about me, make you want to plug your ears and hum, little something for you.

I hope you know this is all for you snickering enjoyment! *quick wink*

Like I said above, hubs. gone. weeks. No good. Giney hadn't gotten any Godzey action. Weeeeks, people! That all changed Sunday afternoon before he disappeared on a plane again aaaand Icamelikeasixteenyearoldteenageboyhavingsexfortheveryfirsttime. *fanning face frantically to help with the blushing* #neverthatfastbefore Good thing it wasn't just once. *smirks*

GAWDZ where is that rock for me to crawl under??? Hmph! >_<

Now! Let's sprinkle some man candy on this bitch and see if we can't make it sparkle, hmm?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmunnnnnnnnnnnnnn

nnnnnnnnngggggggggggggghhhhhhhh.......

*SLURPZ* There! Much better! You were expecting someone else, maybe? Too predictable. Besides you know he's always on mah brainz!

Now I'll just be off to my rock, or under it in any case, dreaming of black eyes and fingers that can play a... *ahem* P-i-a-n-ooooo *grumbles* gutterheads...just because mine's in it doesn't mean your's has to go there with it... like nobody's business! *evil, toothy, grin and a wink*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

PS #webitedhimandhelikedit #fanficdoesabodygood #isaserialbiter #isallergictostoopid

What The Hell Did I Ever Do…

2010-05-22T00:36:00.000-07:00

To deserve such amazing children?!? I mean… really?!? I don’t know!!! I’m just sitting here on the couch watching some tv with the family and Bella comes over and cuddles into my lap. Then she sits up facing me, still in my lap, and lightly grabs one of my big earrings and says, “Mommy, so cool. So sharp. Here… Let me help you.” And then she first takes one earring out and then the other. Then Bella said, “There you go.” She left them out for a second and then, very carefully, put them back in. She placed her little hands on my cheeks, looked into my eyes, and whispered, “Perfect.”

Killed me. Slayed.me.d.e.a.d. I mean... wooooow. What did I ever do to deserve such amazing children? To have a wonderful family? To have wonderful friends who support me and always make me feel better? Whatever did I do? *shaking head in bewilderment and wonder*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

If It's Too Loud, You're Too Old!!!

2010-05-19T21:28:00.000-07:00

Whenever Bella is super tired and we are in the car *looks around quickly* I have a secret weapon. I turn one some of my favorite music.... Really. Really. LOUD!!!

The hubs still hasn't quite got it. He thinks that if she's grumpy/tired he should put on some of his soft *blech* Christian music. No offense, just in the main for the most part it's not for me. So much of it all sounds the same. There are a couple bands that I like...anyways, I digress, I'm getting off topic. Kinda my thing. *wink*

Proof is in the puddin'! Or the Bella-bean! I think we were listening to Kerli's Tea Party at a deafening volume when she crashed here. *grins*

This is her buddy who was in her lap. Her baby YooHoo, dressed as a Easter Bunny. Or, as Belly calls him, "Baby Yawhoo!"

And her shirt she's wearing in the picture. Another mild obsession of ours, Skelanimals. We. Loves. 'Em.

So, like I said, the louder the better and my little girl shares my taste in music so it works purrrrfectly!!!

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

Thought That You Should Know What You're Getting Into...

2010-05-19T00:23:00.000-07:00

*stands up slowly wringing hands* Hi... My name is Meghann and I, uh, I, um, I've caught myself using my turn signal when pulling into my driveway. And I, uh, live.in.a.cul.de.sac. Yeeeeeeeeeah. Um, *cough*weirdo*cough* For your own sakes, I just thought you should know.

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

What Am I?!?

2010-05-17T18:55:00.000-07:00

A plaything???? *growls* Don't. Answer. That.

This is what Ian does when he's bored...

I have four kids -not three- FOUR!!!

*giggle snorts* it is kinda funny though, huh? I can where glow sticks as earrings. Yikes! O.o

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

Everything Is Just tokidoki!!!snorts

2010-05-17T09:51:00.000-07:00

I am addicted to many, many, maaaaaany, many, many, many, *gaaaaaaaasp* many, things. One you may not know about is tokidoki!!! It's like crack to me! *twitches* So when I got the email from Sephora saying that they were carrying a new tokidoki makeup line I ran -did not walk- to my nearest Sephora!!!

My new makeup bag...

It's a travel bag...

The top bag is removable (as seen in the above picture *sticks out tongue*)...

Bella's SANDy nail file that it was ABSOLUTELY IMPERATIVE that she have...

My Adios eyeshadow kit (the boxes they come in are, at the very least, half the fun!)...

And then I went ahead and got the Royal Pride bronzer... as opposed to the Inferno one. >_> prbly shoulda got that one. More appropriate. *shrugs*

Plus there's my new kabuki brush. Ian's been getting so irritated for a long time because my old kabuki brush was "molting"/"shedding", however you wanna put it, he's been on me about getting a new one for a long time! And this one was just too good to pass up! *grin* It. Is. Soooo. SOFT. I could rub it all day!!! Errrr.... ummmmm, that came out wrong. *grins wider after trying to look innocent*

The box:

The kabuki brush:

So, I think you get it, yes? #issubtlelikeanAbomb I. LOVE. tokidoki. Bella always tries to steal my tokidoki. Like when she found my stationtionary. This was Bella, *GASP* "Oh, thank you, Mommy! Thank you! I love my paper!" >_> Hmph! #BellaissubtlelikeanAbombtoo

Did I win the award for blog with the most pictures and the least words??? Did I? Huh? Did I? *puppy dog eyes*

This here is mah favorite little grrrrrrl!

Miss my real life bbs!!!

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

My Regrets, Ms. Austen...

2010-05-13T17:05:00.000-07:00

*this is dedicated to my fellow Austenaddict, the angel from my nightmares*

I love you truly, My Dear. You have brought me infinite hours of happiness. Whether it was through reading your books (mostly) or watching someone act out your books in a movie. I must thank you. And I truly am in. love. with. you. There is no other way to say it. I wish that I could thank you personally. I wish that you could have had a happier life. I wish that you could have found the love that the characters in your books succeeded in finding.

BUT...*hides from the bunnie* WHAT HAPPENED HERE WITH EDMUND?!?

*speaking in growls* He. Makes. Me. Want. To. Fucking. Nut. Punch. Him. EVERY. Time. I. Read. It. Seriously! It's like he's settling for Fanny. It's like he realizes that he can't be with Ms. Mary Crawford and Fanny "will do". I am, oddly, not okay with that. For some strange reason this just does not sit well with me. Fanny deserves more than to be second best, and I'm not even sure if she's second best, Edmund is just like, "Eh...she'll do." GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

*takes some deep breaths and counts to thirty* I still have a an obscene girl crush on you and with all the joy that you have brought to so many women for so many decades (and I know there are plenty of men peppered in there amongst the women as well, but honestly *shrugs and snickers*) I can't stay mad at you for too long. I just don't read Mansfield Park too often, which is probably better for my poor Jane Austen Collection Novel. Because. It. Is. Abused.

Signed your most loving and adoring and avid of readers!!!

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

Something Close To My Heart...

2010-05-11T08:33:00.000-07:00

...not to mention a very hot topic for those dorks who are like me and would rather curl up and live inside of...*dun*dunn*dunnn* Gone With the Wind than to live in the "real" world.

I've just been thinking about this because the little girl (12 years old and would probably want to kick my ass if she knew I just called her a little girl) next door just returned my baby to me. That is to say, she returned my copy of Gone With the Wind that I have had since I was 8 years old and have read a hundred times, which I loaned to her when I heard her say that she had loved the movie that she had watched in school. I know that she has read the Twilight Saga *snickers 'cause I can't help it* so I thought perhaps she might enjoy reading a "classic". And since it is so different from the movie.... *shrugs* Anyhoo, I quizzed her when she gave it back and she was really surprised by how different it was, she couldn't believe Scarlett had other kids, and she was really shocked at the way Scarlett acted.

NOW!!! Here's where the hot button debate comes in!!! I don't think at 12 years old, in this day and age, you can even begin to understand all the nuances of Scarlett. I think we can all agree that we wish we could be as good as Melanie, the woman was a female Jesus. *ducks for cover* Okay, so that is a bit of an exaggeration, but seriously, people, she is incredible, and my character could never stand up against hers.

She was like an angel.

BUT!!! While I think we can all agree that 99.999% of the time Scarlett went about things the wrong way and that for some fucked up, stupid ass reason, not being capable of letting go of a little girl's crush, she was an amazing, uh-maze-ing, woman!

She worked her ass to the fucking bone and NEVER complained! She married men that she didn't love and that made her skin crawl, and while it may not have been right, she did it to keep her family alive and a roof over their heads. Scarlett didn't give a shit what anyone thought of her, and while sometimes maybe she should have, she didn't let that stop her from being extremely successful in business. She endured where others didn't, she thrived where others wouldn't, she saw opportunities where others couldn't, and everyone always forgets that she took care of her whole damn family and then some.

So... While she was blind to real love until, almost, the very end, and while I wish I could be more like Melanie, if anybody were to compare me to Miss Scarlett O'Hara Hamilton Kennedy Butler... I wouldn't be mad at 'em! *winks and grins widely*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

PS Please, for me, Never-Ever-EVER watch the Scarlett mini series,
but, please, DO read Scarlett the novel. I loved it. I did. Maybe
it's cheating on Ms. Mitchell, but it just feels so gooood.

My Mother's Day (Eve)

2010-05-08T22:27:00.000-07:00

I was sitting on the couch today when the doorbell rang and Hubs came walking back with a box addressed to me. Mmmm, nomnomnomnom.....

Oops! I swear there was only five when I opened the box. *doe eyed*licks chocolate out of the corner of my mouth* Happy Mother's Day to me! *grin*

Then the Hubs showed up with my little ones in tow and gave me this after brinner tonight!

The Notebook, special edition on blu-ray! I love this movie. *sigh* So romantical.

It's pretty cute how it looks like a book and comes with a bunch of cutie little extra stuffs.

I wonder what tomorrow has in store for me? Hmmm... *tapping chin*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

I Love PostSecret, But...

2010-05-08T22:11:00.000-07:00

Damn it all if you ever know what you are going to get! Hubs had me read it, he's the big PostSecret fan and checks it religiously, and today is a special Mother's Day one. Some make you laugh, some are shocking, some are disgusting, some are sad, some aren't really a big deal at all...

This one really moved me. On the back it says that she never lets on to the world just how much she misses her.

BUT THIS ONE!!! THIS ONE!!! It fucking wrecked me. I was a sobbing mess on the couch. Just blubbering mess of snot and boo-hoo-ie! Horrible.

Happy Mother's Day, my loves! Mothers or not! Love you!

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

Oh. My. Gawd. OhMyGawdOhMyGawdOhMyGawwwd!!!

2010-05-06T19:09:00.000-07:00

Sooo, *smiles sweetly* how was everybody's day?
Hm? Oh, mine? *points to self, raises eyebrows, then turns and raises shirt*

*dunndunnnnnn-dunndunnnnnn*

*dunndunnnnnn-dunndunnnnnn*

Yeah, so, I got lots and lots of needles stuck in mah back and I. did. not. like. BUT I learned a couple very valuable lessons from this. First, to not listen to that woman at the front desk EVER EVER EVER NEVER EVER AGAIN!!! Same one who scheduled me wrong. Well, she also told me I was only getting one shot in my back. FUCKITY FUCK FUCKERY BULLSHITIEST BULLSHIT EVER SPILLED OUT OF A PERSON'S MOUTH!!!! *growls*blinks*winces*sighes* She was only off by, like, eleven shots.... *narrows eyes* No big. 'Specially when you fucking. hate. needles. 'Specially when said needles are going into. your. back! *ahem* I'm okie. I swear. I just still feel like the needles are in my back. *shudders* Second lesson? No matter how much I hate the idea I will get sedated when I get this procedure done on my neck. And I mean I seriously HATE the idea of being sedated.
A couple of funny things: I didn't realize mah unders would be exposed (not to mention mah effing buttcrack, kthanx!) so guess which pair of panties I threw on? Ding! Ding! Ding! If you guessed my "Less Talking, More Kissing" Panties you win a cupcake!!! Then I'm on the table, awake people!, and one of the guys assisting the doctor says, "You want these in any particular order?" and the doctor says, "No, she's so skinny it doesn't matter." Right here people. Right. Here. I can hearz you! HMPH! And I am not "so skinny" I just have a BONY ASS BACK WHICH IS THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE! Kissmyassthankyouverramuch. *smiles sweetly and bats lashes*

This is what my back looked like several times over. *shudders*cringes*shudders again*

Step one:

Step two:

I am counting down to June!!! >_>
*closes eyes tightly and crosses fingers, mumbling to self* come faster come faster come faster come faster...

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*MWAH*MWAH*

PS Do I have any Marvel loving geek Bébes???
I lurve this sososo much. hehehe.

God Hates Me! He Really Must Just Hate Me!

2010-04-30T08:28:00.000-07:00

Either that or I am made of evil... packed inside of evil... and he's just trying to stop me from bringing about the "End of Days". I just don't know it yet.

So, I go to the chiropractor yesterday morning. She tortured me a little bit, but I felt waaaaaay better afterwards. Then the kids had a half day so I just went up to the school straight from there, at 10am, to wait for the to get out at 11am. Took them to Mickie-Dees... >_> Everything was okay, BUT I hadn't had any appetite at. all. I managed to eat 2 chicken nuggets. By 1:30pm I was feeling supah hot, and then supah chilly and nauseous as all hell. But I sucked it up, told myself it was nothing, it would pass, and I was fine. Hubby joined me for my doctor appointment (that was to change/adjust my pain meds) and I was in a lot of pain. My skin was(is) really sensitive, feels like it's been burned, and I just ache all over. Hubby was being a butt when we left the doc's office 'cause he didn't think the new pills they gave me would help, also was pissed that they throw away pills that we paid for, and I don't blame him for that. This shit costs us a lot of money. *I* cost us a lot of money. But the last thing I needed was him acting like a brat when I felt like the gates of Hell were getting ready to open up inside of me. Which is exactly what happened by the time we got home. *dun*dunnn*dunnnnnnnnn*

I. HAVE. THE. FLU. I feel like I'm dying. *whispers* of course I wasn't really sick until I was puking my guts out, that's when Hubs' attitude finally got adjusted.

Anyway, I thought I would sit up in bed for a moment after taking my morning pills and write this to My Loves. Let you know what my deal is. I hope I am sucking up all the bad crap, allowing none left over for you.

I'm gonna take a pill and hope my skin feels a little less like it's on fire. >_<

*cries quietly*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

Bee In My Bonnet...

2010-04-29T10:23:00.000-07:00

Something that bothers me...

The whole "Stay At Home Mom" situation. Everything about it. People's opinions. And there are many. Which is always so surprising, although I don't know why I should find it so.

I truly admire women who are working mothers. I think they are some of the fiercest creatures on the planet! (<--- That is totally meant as a compliment.) I am envious and in *my* opinion those women are the lucky ones. Career and motherhood, the whole package.

In my own case, something that I know about first hand, being a Stay At Home Mom isn't a walk in the park. First of all, there's the lack of adult conversation. Sometimes you feel as if you might be losing your mind (what with everyone wanting/needing you to do a million different things for them right this minute), most of the time it's just plain depressing. Then there is the fact that, apparently, since I don't punch a time clock and get a paycheck I have all the free time in the world and *must* be spending my days sitting on the couch watching soap operas and eating chocolate bonbons... according to my dear, sweet, husband. If you asked him he would deny it, but this is how he acts most days. And then, and theeen! There's the way people look at you once they find out that you are a SAHM. It is as if your IQ suddenly plummeted 50 points, as if you are mentally retarded and theeeey.... neeeeed.... tooo.... speeeeak.... slooowlllly.... forrrr.... youuuu.... toooo.... unnnnderrrrrstaaaaand, or as if you just couldn't hack it in the "real/working world" so you needed to retreat to the simpler, more easily tackled, battlefront of home and hearth. You, yourself (myself), at most times feel as if you have no importance. And then something beautiful happens. Your children prove to you that all the crap you put up with, from them, from other people, the shitty feelings... it's all worth it. Because they are fucking awesome little human beings! And guess how they got that way?! *becomes suddenly very interested in grooming fingernails*

Please, don't take all my pissing and moaning the wrong way. I know that I am lucky to be able to stay home with my kids and be raising them as opposed to having someone else raise them.

BUT, PLEEEEEASE, if you bear any love for me at all, remember what I have told you about my own experience of being a SAHM and how it is a verrrrrrry lonely existence most of the time (at least for me), and try to show a little extra love to the other SAHMs you know... Unless they are raging, spoiled, bitches! Then you have my absolute, complete, unequivocal, permission to flip her "the bird" and tell her to have a nice day as your sweet ass is walking in the opposite direction.

LOVE, HUGS, *MWAH*

Scratch That...

2010-04-28T12:05:00.000-07:00

So, last post I said I was going in this Thursday, tomorrow, for my procedure, but then - WHOOPSIES!!! - I got a call from the doctor's office saying that the girl who had scheduled me... well, she was looking at the wrong doctor's schedule when she set me up. O_O You guys know me. For me it's no big deal. I can handle one more week, even if it is one more week of being on anxious pins and needles (<--- ack! no pun intended). The problem comes in with the hubby. He is the definition of über busy. He has to be there to drive me home when I get this done and, preferably, to hangout with me for the rest of the day, and for this last appointment he cancelled meetings and totally rearranged his schedule so he could be there for me. He. Was. Not. Happy.

Bah! It's okie-dokies... right? It is, right? *wink*

*avoids doing happy dance due to pain it will cause, but imagines I am doing one* I can't wait to go to the chiropractor in the morning. I really did poke Fate in the eye with a stick with my last post. Remember how I said my neck doesn't give me too much grief? Yeah. Well, now it is ROYALLY FUCKED UP!!! I am dying. It is ridiculous. I am pretty sure that a 90 year old who-doo woman snuck into my house one night while I was sleeping and switched out my skeletal system with her own. I'm sure of it! *glaring at unknown, un-named, who-doo woman*growling quietly*

Hmmm... me thinks I should have named my blog Meg's Bitch-Fest? But I do ramble quite a bit... am I random enough? Do I need to ramp it up a bit?

Have I ever told you how much of and absolute geek I am? Totally proud of it too! *nods and grins*

Errr...*taps chin* Good GAWDZ I CAN.NOT. WAIT for June. *looks around to see if anybody is reading this* Yep, that is sooooooo keepin' me going. I watched a certain trailer this morning. I was not disappointed. Uh-uh. No, I wasn't.

#IisHAWTIneedaKsicle

#Imissesthebébes

#whereismyTK

Mmmk!

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

Long Time, No Write...

2010-04-24T21:34:00.001-07:00

So, I've been fucked up. Real fucked up, but what's new about that. My back, which most of my lovelies know about, has five bulging discs. Three of them are in my lower back and one of them is torn and the other two are in my neck. Luckily the ones that are in my neck don't cause me as much grief. I'm getting my injection in my lower back this coming Thursday. I would be lying if I said I wasn't skeered. I am. I am. I. AM. *sniff*sniff*sniff* #isabigbabywhenitcomestoneedles #doesnotlikeatall

Today has sucked all kinds of ballzzzz! I had a horrible, horrible, horrible, migraine come on last night. I spent the last hour of my night crying silently on the couch before going to bed. And then this morning that FUCKING HORRIBLE WHORE OF A BITCH CAME TO VISIT FOR A WEEK UN-IN-FUCKING-VITED!!! I. Might. Add. I've spent most of my day in bed trying to sleep through my day and act like it's not happening. Unfortunately avoidance of pain does not appear to work. Who knew?!? O_O

Here's a little something to make me (and, even more hopefully, you) smile!

LOVE, HUGS, *MWAH*

#wantstotackleyouandgiveyousmoochesandsnuggles

#MegzneedsherKtobitedandgrowlzatherbrainztoshowthemwhosbosssotheywillstoptheirfuckery!!!

F.M.L. ... Nevermind. It's pretty fucking awesome even with my wading pool full of crap.

2010-01-20T07:10:00.000-08:00

Mmmmk.... Let's see.... What's been going on in my life? Or, more accurately, what am I good with talking about? ::tap, tap, tap::

Okie-dokie. So! First off, I have a whole new barrel of fun pains developing. So much so that Hubs is actually saying, "I'm serious! I really do think that you have fibromyalgia." Next step? Me making an appointment with a new doctor to discuss this with. 'Cause I just loooove all the "Hot Potato-ing" that all my doctors have been doing with me so far, but I thought I might try finding a doctor that doesn't throw his hands up in the air and say, "I dunno." as soon as I come near. ::rolling eyes and growling:: Call me crazy, but I kinda would like a doctor that would at least A) Pretend to do his job and B) Pretend to care.

What else? What. Else. AHHH! Still loosing weight. I know. "Shut the Hell up", right? It's not all it's cracked up to be when you are loosing weight for all the wrong reasons. ::ducks for cover and yells:: At least not for me it isn't! I'm all the way down to a size 6 and cruising into a size 4 now. Completely unintentionally.

Me: Honey? I think I need to go try on jeans.

Hubs: (confused, questioning, look)

Me: ...'caaaause, I think I need a size 4...?

Hubs: (wide eyes and comprehension) Ah. Yeah. No. Size 6 is perfect. You aren't allowed to get smaller. (shakes head and shrugs) Sorry. Not happening.

Me: Errr, seriously? (grabbing floppy crotch of size 6 jeans I am currently wearing) It's happening.

Hubs: (does good impression of deaf, dumb, and blind person) Want some more of these chili cheese fries, MeggiePoo? (gives me an "innocent" grin)

::snorts with laughter:: Yep, that's my husband. And don't worry, guys, I think I'm one of the only people on the planet that could be a size 0 and still be *seriously* squishy. Feather pillows? Still ain't got shit on my tumtum! ::grins widely::

Super glad we took the kids to Disneyland after Christmas. May not have been a brilliant move financially speaking, but it was deeply necessary.

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*!

So...so...so...WRONG

2009-10-14T16:54:00.000-07:00

Not me! *grinning wickedly* I just wanna breaks him and fixes him over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over *ahem* Sorry, I'm better now. *wink*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

Who has two thumbs and a crappy immune system? THIS GIRL!

2009-10-09T12:55:00.000-07:00

HOLY YIKES!!! Look away! Look away! *snickering*

{Watch out everybody! Her mask is down!::runs away screaming, arms flailing::}

It would appear that my husband absolutely cannot resist himself when it comes to taking pictures of me when I look like holy hell!

Everybody who came into my room had on a face mask on steroids. Not only did they have the mask over their mouths and noses, but they had a plastic shield face guard, too. Yeah... that was comforting. ::rolling eyes::

I did have one nurse who was HI-LAR-EE-US! She came into my room for the first time and was all disgruntled with me because I didn't look shitty enough. At least, in her mind, to have what I had. She said, "I came in here expecting you to look all haggard and sickly and here you are... hair all cute, looking all pretty with no make up." The "What the hell?" was implied! *wink*

All in all, that was one of the worst experiences of my life. I don't ever want to have to stay in a hospital again for 5 days and not be allowed to see my kids. My arm got totally messed up and still hurts because they blew the vein when they injected something into me too fast and then the rest of the crap after that was going into me started pooling in my dang arm. OWWWWWIEEEEES! It still looks....ummm....weird. Not right. ::blech::

OH! And aaaaaaaaaaaand the story of my "lumbar poke", their, supposedly, un-scary way of saying Spinal Tap! >_>, was epic I guess. It was getting spread all over the hospital. I had a different nurse come into my room and say, "Oh, you're the one who's spinal fluid was spraying out." ::shudders:: Um, yeah, I guess so. Thanks for that mental picture. And your welcome for me sharing! *grins*

I am still waiting to hear if I have the mutant version of Meningitis. We shall see. The test results should be back in a couple more weeks, tops, now. *big grin* Cross your fingers for me.

And, by the way, all the love you all sent me while I was in the hospital, whether it was flowers, candies, cards, a tiger kitten >_>, or a message... It meant so much to me. SO FREAKIN' MUCH! I don't think I've ever been quite so lonely as I was in the hospital this last time, but you guys were there keeping me company. On Twitter, texts, phone calls or stuff that reminded me that you were thinking about me....*cries* #issuchabigsofty It meant, and means, a lot to me. Thank you, Bébes!

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

I got DUNKED!

2009-08-23T14:04:00.000-07:00

Well... this just says it all. Doesn't it? For one reason or another I was never baptized as a child. It just didn't happen. When my husband found out about this he was shocked and appalled. ::shrugs:: I've always felt that my relationship with God was a very personal one and I have felt it since I was very young. I just never felt a necessity to get baptized, BUT I am glad that I have been.

Here's a few pictures. {{SQUISHES}}

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

Let's Talk "Sex Hair", Shall We???

2009-08-13T17:43:00.000-07:00

The boy *always* has it.... and Iwanttobethecauseofit. ::looks around nervously before taking a deep breath and keeping myself from attacking my Mac::

Can I just say I LOVE his smirk? Am I allowed to say that? That.is.just.dead.sexy.

My most favorite, most "sex" like hair yet... (see above please)

I think this one needs just...one...more comb thru of my fingers... and viola! (see below now)

Lord save us all, we need it! [slurpz] ::huge grin:: #istotesinnocent

and this one...meh, I'd still #breakshimandfixhimtobreakalloveragain!!!

K, hunnie, I think he haz been bad and needs bites. O_o

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

I May Not Have Gotten To Watch 'Em...

2009-08-13T17:16:00.000-07:00

BUUUT *this* is all I really needed...

Should I keep going...? *sigh* ::bites lip and nods::

I know, Rob, I know... but I swear I'm only a teeny-tiny bit crazy a-a-and it's the good kind of crazy. ::flutters lashes on wide innocent eyes:: You know... the toe curling, neck biting kinda 'good crazy'?

Let Me See...

2009-08-13T16:50:00.000-07:00

What's been going on? Well, I had another appointment with a doctor. I was given three prescriptions and I have to go for a crap ton of lab work and a CAT scan (but only once that has been approved by my insurance company. *cough*BS*cough*). Blahblahblah, piss, piss, moan, moan...I am a big baby and itotallycriedatthedoctorsofficecausemybodysucks!!! >_>

OH! and school started this Monday. On the one hand, ::victory fist pump:: it is beautifully silent around here from 8am to 3pm with only Bella to crawl up into my lap and tell me she loves me as many times as I'm willing to say it back to her...::whispers:: which can go on for quite awhile. Downside...*cries* I don't wanna get up at 6:20am to wake up, and get ready, children who want to get up only slightly less than I do. >_< *sob escaping while I reach for some tissues*

I am a mean mommy. My children, being my children, are near masters at the art of sarcasm. Warning: my eight year olds tongue is sharp! Anywhoo, they are very literal sometimes. I saw my 8yo's teacher's name was Mrs. Fields and, being the über goob that I am, I say, "Mrs. Fields? She makes cookies."(or something along those lines.) My 8yo's eyes lit up like it was Christmas. I had to explain to him and watch his little face crumble. I personally believe he is still bent on revenge for that one... >_> <_<>_> #needstosleepwithoneeyeopen

I have been a baaaaad tweeter. ::holds up hand:: I swear to tweet more once I get my rhythm back. This whole school thing has me reallyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy*snoring and drooling on keyboard*

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

ThankYouThankYouThankYouThankYouThankYouTHANKYOU!!!!!!

2009-08-13T13:58:00.000-07:00

*GASP* Yespleaseandthankyouverramuch!!!!! ::deaded::

Holy crap! I.am.dies. The magic you create with your computer, Sasa.... ::shaking head slowly:: just magic. ::tackles with huggles and kisses::

One Of My Favorite Pics...

2009-07-30T11:47:00.001-07:00

How cute is that??? I want more... gimme. Kthx! ~_^

PS I know...I know... ::hanging head in shame:: #yummymanmeat coming to a blog near you... soon!

Something Mundane That Brightens My Day...

2009-07-22T22:38:00.000-07:00

Soooo, I love it when clothing manufacturers add a little something extra to the clothes that is private or that makes you feel like you have an inside joke with them. Just a little something that makes you smile when you see it. Here are just a few that I have, that I thought of off the top of my head.

First off we have Hurley kids clothes. These are on all of their T-shirt tags. I have no idea what it's supposed to be, but its funny.

This is from the same tag, also, on all of their T-shirt tags. I just think it's simple but awesome. Who doesn't like to hear this:

Now we are getting to the funny stuff! #atleastithinkso! This is on all my MEK jeans. I'm not sure how legible it is in the picture. It say's "Get Your Mek On!" instead of "Get your mac on!"...? Yes? No? Just me? Bah! #iamgoofyandiknowit #doesnottakemuchtoamuseme #iamsimplelikethat

BUT these are the ones that crack me up the most and are the most true too!!! This is on the inside on the fly of all Lucky Jeans. I think all the ladies I love should have a pair! Because if someone else besides yourself is lucky to remove your jeans from you then never was there a more true statement!!!! Heehee RAWR #sotruesotrue

This was just something that I was thinking about... completely random, so I thought, "I must blog this immediately!" ~_^

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

Not Gonna Happen... I Guess... :(

2009-07-22T13:16:00.000-07:00

Okay. So. I wanted to stretch my ears and put some of the *really* beautiful wooden earplugs in them, BUT the smallest size they come in is 1/2 inch. Ian is just really not cool with that. I'm not really sure I would be either. I don't know. Here are some that I liked, though:

I like the ones on the far right bottom. The silver lotus flowers. The last photo is a better view of them. Also, I like the second up from the bottom, far left. You can't really see but they are a dark gold with lots of filigree detailing and 6 little rubies in them.

I liked the ones that are in the seventh hole up from the bottom that are laying on their side, too.

Yeah, here's the better picture. I really liked those lotus ones, all of them. It's just the bottom pair was the smallest.

Oh, well. That's okay. I lives to bites another day, even without those earplugs. ^_^

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

My New Van...

2009-07-22T12:38:00.000-07:00

Here she is! My new van. Well... this one isn't it of course, but it is a better picture than any I could have taken for you. Same color and, I think, same wheels. Coolest thing, besides it being new, those windows in the sliding side doors roll down!!! I love it! :)

This is my key. MY KEY!!! Seriously! If you slide that switch at the top over and pull an actual key comes out. That is the valet key.

Annnnnnnd we all know by now I, apparently, must have something to complain about. Here it is: What is missing from this picture?

My little Disney family!!!! ::wailing and sniffling::

I know! #suchacomplainer I really, really, really, love my new van though. Most of all 'cause it looks mean! Eff yeah! ;)

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

PS Don't they look good together? teehee!

You all put a smile on my face...

2009-07-15T09:25:00.000-07:00

Everyday you guys make my day brighter! Seriously. On Twitter, emails, texts, whatever. You all are wonderful and put a huge smile on my face.

When this came in the mail. Ian was the one that brought it in and, being the snoop that he is, he read it! Hubby: "Awwww, they love you!" lol

I had never seen Juno before. So, what happens? It magically appears on my doorstep! I loved it! "They make his junk taste like pie." ROTFL #idonotknowaboutthat #wantstowatchagainnow

So SWEET!!! By the way... I totally got postcard jacked by Bella with this one. Not kidding. Makes me kind of sad, but it would make her cry if I tried to get it back so... Bella - 1 Mommy - 0 :(

And my homemade postcard... <33333333333333

I don't want to be a whiny bitch (excuse me, please.) but it's really hard to be a stay at home mom most days. My day consists of taking care of everyone else's needs but my own (nothing irregular there. would be that way anyhow.), watching kids shows all day, cleaning, and generally feeling unimportant. The hardest part is a lack of adult conversation. Like I said, you put a huge smile on my face everyday and make each one brighter!

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

That's IT?!?!? REALLY??? Hub's will be glad to know...

2009-07-13T13:45:00.001-07:00

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While I'm Scanning...

2009-07-13T12:23:00.001-07:00

To start, this is what my husband looked like when I first met him. Sooo not my type. Too skinny, long hair... Let me tell you, it was a happy day when I finally talked him into getting it cut! ;)

This is what happens when you leave daddies alone with their sons... >_< I didn't know about this until I saw the developed pictures. Silly boys!!!

Apparently pregnant mommies are super comfortable. This is Hunter laying on me when I was pregnant with Ethan. There is another picture somewhere of Ethan laying on me, the same way, while I was pregnant with Bella!

My little men. Everybody, all together...awwwwww! You could almost believe they love each other! ;)

(Sasa, I thought you would like this one especially, THE CURLS ON ETHAN!!! ::I need a moment of silence for the loss of those curls please:: *sniff, sniff*)

Up in Napa with my brother's family and my dad. #canigobacknow?

Me and my brother, Sean. I love him sooo! He is more like a father figure to me, though. He is 9 years older than me and always took care of my sister and me.

Aaaaaannnnd I just love this picture! Only one thing is missing, our little princess!

There!!! Much better! <333>

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

13 Reasons Why I'm Glad The 80's(90's) Are Over...

2009-07-13T12:03:00.000-07:00

Nuff said? Yeeeaaaaah, I thought so!

PS Anybody else have a mom who thought they were a hairstylist? See above moms. Leave it to the professionals please. Your children will thank you later. TRUST ME!!!

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*.

Who went and saw Paramore and No Doubt in concert?

2009-05-28T08:06:00.000-07:00

Oh, yeah... that's right.... THIS GIRL!!!! ;) *sorry, but come on. you guys already know what a spazz I am*
So, it was just supposed to be me and the hubs and then it turned into a freakin' family reunion! I was a bit worried ::mutters under breath, "hence the 'freakin'":: but it all ended okay. It wound up being me and the hubs, step-sis and her hubs, sister and her hubs, and brother with friend as well. Ack! S'alot of people! My sister played Barbie doll with me... Sorry I have no good pics to show. :( Also, Paramore had a lot of lights on stage behind them = no pictures to speak of, just bright blurs! :p (pssst... makes up for it, notice below. ~_^) I will share what I have, tho. Just, suffice to say,::whispers, "excuse the language, please"::it was a fucking AWESOME show!!

Well, what do you know? *gasp* It's an awful picture of me!! *laughs* :p Leaving sister's house... on our way to drop the kids with sis-in-law and then it's off to the concert!

Here's Gwen in her wifebeater and lime green bra. Two out of the four men were telling their ladies that they needed to, immediately, run out and buy this EXACT outfit. My hubs was not one of them! ::looks at hubs affectionately:: *sigh* Good hubs! ~_^

::Covers face with hands:: Me and my sister. Soooo not kidding when I call myself the "runt" of my family!!

They are just CUTE!! No? ::nods:: Yes!

OH! Then there is this! Loves having a sister who manages an ULTA! This was a WAAAAAY early birthday pressie!

Enough about me... I now present to you, for your viewing pleasure, Paramore - Decode!!!!

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Loves, Hugs, *MWAH*

Schools out for Summer...

2009-05-28T07:51:00.000-07:00

(How cute is he?!)

Okay.... so, the kids are out of school for the Summer and I am sooo HAPPY!!! ::doing a little dance:: This is how we have spent the first couple of school free days...

I know, I know... You don't have to say it! I know that by next week there won't be a box of tissue or a bottle of Calgon big enough to fix my frustration.... and a couple more weeks, I just may need someone to pull me back from a ledge. ::peeks up at you pleadingly:: BUT for now I am enjoying the stressless mornings of school free days and not having to sit in my car for an hour waiting for my younger son to get out of school in the afternoons! ;)

Love, Hugs, *MWAH*

I would like to introduce to you....Domward

2009-05-15T07:21:00.000-07:00

Yep! That's him ladies, we took a vote and this is our beloved Domward. Now, Domward has some rules and it's very important that you follow them. One of which you must call him Mr. Cullen until "it" is official. If you break one of his rules, he has ways to make you remember...that you will NEVER forget. If you do not know him, ::shaking head slowly:: I am very, VERY, sorry.::wink:: *giggle*

Love, hugs, *MWAH*
PS...HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIGI!!!! Are you smiling/drooling yet Sasa? Ladies...?

Eeeeep! He wants to bited us now! ::deaded::

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Loosing weight and exercising...Yay! o_O

2009-05-13T11:17:00.000-07:00

I'm just gonna go ahead and throw this out there: I have a shitastically unhealthy relationship with food. I have always equated food with good health...since I was a kid, I don't know. GAH! When I am sick I eat more. WTH kind of sense does that make? Also, even better, when I have one of my migraines my normal reaction is to eat! Like something in the food is going to take the pain away. I'm bored: I eat, I'm sick: I eat, I have a migraine or a headache:...you got it! I EAT!! NO!NO!NO! BAD MEGZ! So, I have finally gotten my eating under control again and I think I've lost about twenty pounds now just by controlling myself. Seriously it's like I'm a food addict, no joke. But I'm doing good for now::fingers crossed::.
Next Step: Getting back to exercising! I have been listening to all my ladies talking about working out and *sigh* I figured it was time! So, I must thank you guys for motivating me. I started last night and nearly killed myself....*whisper* I rode for 5.5 miles. Luckily once I get into a rhythm my OCD should kick in and take over for me. Then I won't be able to stop exercising. Ack! Really, I used to do at least 20 miles a day. #notjokingwhenisayocd
I love you ladies! You make all my days brighter! ;0)

PS Only bad part about loosing weight is "floppy crotch"! Damn jeans, ugh!
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Mother's Day

2009-05-13T10:38:00.000-07:00

So, let's see...Mother's Day: It was lovely! Nothing was expected of me and Hubs did not have any PMS moments. That, in itself, is enough for me! ;)

Hubs did not make me breakfast BUT he did bring me McDonalds, which I don't get very often so I was happy. We went to church. Where I proceeded to prove just how good a mommy I am by watching 16 kids...O_O. I was a tired girl after that! Then the rest of the day I spent sitting around. Hubs was in a good mood, like I said. So, in total my day was BLISS.

Wonder of wonders, my husband actually listened to me this time about gifts and did not get me anything....anything but my dozen cream colored roses with a pink blush *wink* #hedidnotknow (I know it's a shitty ass photo. Forgive?). My babes made me cards! I love them so.....

BTW I love all of you: Mothers, mothers yet to be, women in general! I hope you all had a wonderful day! Also, #didnotgettobitedrpattzandthatmademealittlesad *grins*

It's Been Awhile...

2009-04-30T11:11:00.000-07:00

I have been bad. I haven't cleared out the cobwebs in the brain for awhile... I read my blog and think to myself, "I am a raging lunatic!" (Be kind, be gentle...) Anyway, away we go!

Dear Diary,

I have been sick. ::gasps:: I know, right?!? (channeling Jessica from Twilight, again) Worst part is the whole Swine Flu (btw, worst name ever!) scare. I'm sure it's just another one of my miseries, could be worse, and I'm already feeling better. I just thank God that the kids seem to be doing well. Hunter is playing up a cough, but he is fine! ;) I'm sooo blessed in my kids, it's crazy!

Random thoughts:

1. Is it a contradiction that I would like to get a tattoo that says, "Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth."?

2. Need to work on getting a good photo of me taken. Problem: I'm ALWAYS behind the camera! Grrr! Aw, it's probably better that way...

3. I'm sooooo happy that the kids are getting out of school soon! More excited than they are. I am counting down the days, people! I do realize soon I will be begging for school to start up again but, for now... SQUEEEEEE!

4. Have I mentioned I LOVEEEEs the Twitter? Or, more appropriately, the Tweeps? **MWAHMWAHMWAH** Makes my heart happy!

5. ::bows head:: *mutters* Not allowed on iTunes for awhile, got in trouble, went a little music crazy. Told hubs I was just trying to see how much iPhone could handle...he was not amused... :( ROTFL

6. Also, I like to "..." a lot! haha

Okay, I think I got some of the webs out! Love, hugs, *mwah*

(Bella is blowing you kisses, too)

PS I am still waiting on totally random, completely G-rated, dreams of Kellan and Peter. ::pouts::

Yummy, Yummy Wine!!!

2009-04-20T14:32:00.000-07:00

Bear with me here...I'm about to go on a little lovefest with my fave winery! If you are ever in Napa Valley, more specifically St. Helena, you must, must, must go to V.Sattui. I love their wines, course I'm partial to dessert wines (probably Grease's fault, young impressionable minds and all that). So, my favorite wines from them are: Vintage Port, Madeira, Muscat, Angelica, Gamay Rouge *wiping slobber from keyboard*. Really anything they make is sooo good. They have won more gold medals than any other winery, I believe. Also, you can't find V.Sattui in stores. You can only get it at the winery OR you can also order from them online. You. Must. Try. Seriously, you'll thank me later!

love, hugs *mwah*

Not That Ambitious!

2009-04-20T11:55:00.000-07:00

So, all of the posts before this one...not all written today. I'm not that ambitious. I just decided it was about time to get a real blog and stop using myspace.com as my "Dear Diary" (for the record, never had one!). I just copied them over. I will work at making it more. Pictures and such, as of now this blog is about 30 minutes old. Still a flailing newborn so, please, cut me some slack.

If there happens to be anybody but me reading this... hope you got a giggle!

love, hugs *mwah*

*note to self: must add some "man meat"*

Still Waiting

2009-04-20T11:50:00.000-07:00

I'm still waiting for my completely random and completely G Rated dreams with Kellan Lutz and Peter Facinelli! I'm wondering how impossibly random those will be. They have to be coming. I need to round out my Cullen Boys snooze-fest! Grrr!
I'm going to go finish watching Labyrinth. Mmmm...it's been a while Mr. Bowie or should I say "Jareth"? Yummy.
Wow, if I was a stranger reading this I would think I needed help... I swear it's just a little steam!

Curious Dreams: Part 2...

2009-04-20T11:48:00.000-07:00

*Drunken dreams, go figure! Even intoxicated my subconscious self couldn't do better!*
After that little nugget of a snorefest...I wake up this morning to find that I have now dreamed about the yummy Jackson Rathbone (off topic, I saw the funniest shirt that said "Jasper? Oh, Hale yes!"). This one didn't get any better than my Rob one. I preface this one by mentioning the fact that I saw a picture of Jackson rockin' his new Jasper-doo (what the hell? Really?), while drunk.
Worlds 2nd most boring dream (what I recall of it, at least): I saw Jackson, looked him in the eyes and said, "The hair...?". He looked at me with his cute crooked smile and said back (sheepishly), "I know." aaaaaannnnnd scene.
Seriously folks. That is the grand sum of what I remember of my dream starring Mr. Jackson Rathbone! To say I'm irritated with my subconscious self would be an understatement! On the upside, I guess I should be proud to be able to say that I am faithful to my hubby even in my dreams...but dammit I'm just so, so,so...Ah, forget it proud-schmoud, blah, blah, blah, yep that's me!
*mwah*

Curious Dreams...

2009-04-20T11:47:00.001-07:00

And another thing! (sorry, just kidding. Spazz with a fever and slightly delirious. Forgive?)
Okay, so I had a dream about Robert Pattinson a few nights ago. The odd part is that it was completely G-Rated!?! I know!
Here it is, the most boring dream EVER: My husband had let me out in front of the mall with my babes, Bella, and he took the boys to go park the car (?). So, while we were waiting for them another car pulls up about 20 feet down from where I was Standing with Bella. It was really quiet, no one else was around. SUV pulls up to the curb and one lone man gets out. I notice this from the corner of my eye, totally minding my own business. The only reason I noticed at all was because it's kind of odd for someone to get dropped off at the curb at the mall. Anyway, He had to walk past me to get to where ever he was going (again, huh? I know). So, what do you do when someone is walking towards you? You look at them. I noticed who he was, he saw that I recognized him, and immediately tried to hide his face. It was adorable even in dreamland! Anyway, I found it amusing that he had tried to hide his face so... I laughed. He looked up to see what I was laughing at, realized it was him and his reaction. I just said, "hi" and then I moved away from him, because it was obvious he was a little "shell shocked" and I didn't want to add to any phobias of women he might have.
That's it! I woke up and was kind of pissed that's all my subconscious could do for me! Or was it....is that just the cover story that my subconscious provided for me? Meanwhile it actually ran amuck? Got very dirtily mucky? (I don't even think that's english..?)
I revert to the second sentence of this blog (a.k.a. best excuse ever!)

Unaware of My Own Voyeuristic Tendencies...

2009-04-20T11:45:00.000-07:00

Me Luvvies the Twitter! I have this group, mostly of ladies, that I follow on twitter and they are just so witty, intelligent...just hilarious! They also throw out some very nice eye candy (Yummy!). I mostly just watch what's going on with them, every once in a while I'll throw in my half cents worth (just wouldn't be correct to say it is worth 2 whole cents). If I'm feeling kind of cruddy, in need of a giggle, or a drool worthy pick-me-up, I run to twitter (thank Apple for my iPhone!).
Anyway, still feeling like shyte. Still have a fever. I want to track down the person who I got Mono from when I was 14, 'cause this is crap! I'm, pretty much, constantly mildly ill. (Ah, see how the mind wanders...) #iamapeepingtom #twitteraddict rotfl
Love, hugs, wonderful day...

Random Collection of Thoughts ('cause that's what I am)

2009-04-20T11:41:00.000-07:00

Where to start? Okay, I've been writing about my sick kids, who are now doing better. There is still some residual whininess going on, but as far as their actual HEALTH goes we are in the green. Now the best part is...they got better just in time for me to start feeling like death! Thanks, Fate! You are always good for a laugh.
Moving on...I was thinking about what a random person I am and how badly I feel for my husband. Allow me to explain... My husband knows me in the most important sense, WHO I am, my being, my soul. He gets me on that level and he appreciates me for the person that I am, BUT he's still trying to get a more finite definition on me, which, unfortunately will never happen (because I'm such a totally random person). I can't tell you exactly (and only) what kind of music I like, or what kind of movies, or books, or clothes, or architecture, or ANYTHING. I take it all on a case by case basis. The thing that pisses my husband off most of all is jewelry. He believes (like many men) that the way to show the woman you love HOW much you love and value her is to give her jewelry. I don't particularly care for jewelry and I've never felt the need to have a "collection" of it. Since I feel that way, I'm also pretty selective about my jewelry. Just when he thinks he's got me pegged because I have one piece that I love, he shows me something else similar and I hate it... I wish I could be simpler for him, if only I could be more materialistic it would make his life so much easier! ;0) I felt bad, he gave me a pair of, I think, 3 carat diamond earrings of amazing quality. I tried to act all happy, not a good actor I guess...but he knows how I am. I hate having money spent on me. I'm more about the thoughtfulness...Ah, I'm just a huge pain in his ass, I suppose!
Anyways...I have to work on more randomness! After all that is the subject here...
Um, don't judge a book by it's cover. I think when a lot of people first meet me, they mistake my being uncomfortable around strangers (until I get a better peg on them) as my being a haughty bitch. Those same people wind up loving me later. From what I understand I'm pretty cool, I don't know if I'd believe the hype, though, if I was you. ;) I just take a little bit before I feel more comfortable. I need to "warm up" to a person. So, maybe next time you meet someone like me, instead of jumping straight to "Asshole/Bitch", think to yourself, "Could this person be slightly socially or emotionally retarded? Could that be the reason why they didn't, immediately upon meeting me, jump at being my new best bud?"
And another thing: Don't be hatin' on the mini-vans! Some of them got some good "get up and go" and I know mine has a pretty kick ass sound system in it (very important!), better than my husbands cool ass car AND it's super comfy. It always amazes me how people drive around me. Everybody has the stigma "can't get stuck behind the mini-van", you pull some stupid shit to make sure you get in front of me and then it's me who gets stuck behind your slow ass! So, all I'm asking is that next time there is a mini-van ahead of you, please, make sure you are actually going at a faster speed BEFORE you speed up to pass them, to then immediately slow down. That's all I'm asking...
I think I'm out of stuff to say for the moment...*mwah* loves and hugs

Just Call Me "The Debt Slayer"...(need a girls/pub night)

2009-04-20T11:39:00.000-07:00

Is it ridiculous that I'm so giddy that I'm nearly lightheaded? Last night I completely paid off two out of our credit cards. It's a nice feeling. (Like I've said, simple things make me happy. Two less bills=very happy Meggie!)
Both boys were well enough to go to school today. Another happy place. Mother's of multiple children can appreciate how quiet it is around here with two out of three back at school. I get to wait until 3:30 p.m. before the bickering and splitting headaches start up all over again.
I need a pub night! Preferably one where I don't have to be the responsible party (it's unfair, sometimes, being mommy/wife). Girls pub night, even better! Shots and Guinness are in order...

Sick-O's

2009-04-20T11:37:00.000-07:00

My baby girl was sick, but she is better already. Now it's the boys turns... The oldest got sick first, spent the last two days out of school. I made him go to school today and he was working me sooo hard! Ah, it took me back to the good old days of trying to convince my own mom that I was too sick to go to school, hamming it up like I was dying. I virtually had to kick him out of the car this morning at school. I'm anticipating THE call. Ethan, the younger, is already at home with a blazing fever. And I am enjoying a beautiful overcast day! Love it. The only thing that's missing is the beach...That's pretty much gonna be my day. Can't really leave the house with a sick pack of kids. Maybe I'll get out Rock Band and let my inner rockstar out. I haven't done that in awhile. The only place where anyone would cheer for my vocals... Apparently, I have great pitch, it's the whole sound of what's coming out that's the problem. Nobody's paying to hear me sing anytime soon. Oh, wait, this is my husband complimenting me, "Compared to me, you could win American Idol." Isn't he the sweetest? *laughing* I hope everyone has an amazing day!

It Was a Very Happy Easter!

2009-04-20T11:34:00.000-07:00

Despite the fact that I wasn't feeling very well, I would not have had that day go any other way. It was a very relaxed, laid back day. I made the kids their Easter baskets the night before, which the "Easter Bunny" left on the coffee table for them to find in the morning. Then they had their egg hunt. Then the day of do nothing began! I did a little cooking, nothing too intense. Other than that I read, played games, texted, wrote emails, listened to music, and messed around online...all without ever leaving the sofa! All that time Daddy and the kids played Call of Duty: World at War: Nazi Zombies (the new map, if that means anything to anybody) on the 360 Elite and they played Super Smash Bros. Brawl on the Wii. So, of course, you know they had a great day!
I felt like crap but it was a very good Easter. Hope everyone else had as good of a day...

One of My Many "Happy Places"...

2009-04-20T11:33:00.000-07:00

I love to cook. Not for the actual process of cooking and preparing the food, but to hear the orgasmic sounds that come out of people when they eat my cooking. It only gets better when they start in with the groans because it was so good that they couldn't stop eating and they have now hurt themselves by eating too much. Does that make me a bad person that I enjoy that? I guess I don't care, because it still makes me giddy. It's a nice little, satisfying, stroke to the ego!

P.S.

2009-04-20T11:30:00.000-07:00

So, for anyone who has read any of my posts...I'm sorry. You see, I don't expect anyone should read these. So, I tend to use these as a diary type situation. If you were to read these you are being exposed to my blowing off steam; either dishing off some excessive silliness when I'm overly giddy or excessive anger when I'm extra perturbed. I have the feeling the only time anyone has read any of these was the one titled "Rob Pattinson sings" and if that is the case I'm sure you were expecting something entirely different and I do apologize. That was written during an exceptionally spazztastic and giddy moment! In any case, if you do happen to read any of my blatherings it is my extreme hope that you end with a smile on your face and a little happier than you were before (even if it is just because you have found me to be such a huge dork, which by the way I do not take as an insult). Loves, hugs, etc.

I'm Sorry Mr. Bowie!

2009-04-20T11:29:00.000-07:00

I was just sitting here in my car feeling guilty because I prefer Beck's cover of Diamond Dogs (obviously I was listening to it) over Bowie's Diamond Dogs. I really love Beck's version and it pains me to say that because I have a fierce sense of loyalty towards David Bowie. On top of loving his music (Space Oddity is a more favorite), I had my very FIRST crush on him. One word : Labyrinth. First time I saw it I didn't know what hit me. I was so young, too. Funny thing is, in my mind, no one else could have pulled that off or given me warm feelings dressed like that! Anyway, I still feel guilty over the preference. Bowie will always hold that special little spot in my heart. Beck can never take that away from him! *mwah*

2 Hours of Sleep aaaannnnnd...I'm Good!

2009-04-20T11:28:00.000-07:00

Bella-Bean must have eaten something that disagreed with her yesterday. She woke up at about 1:45 am and she had a fever of 103. We brought her to bed with us, where she proceeded (at about 3 am) to empty the contents of her stomach onto me and my bed. At which point she decided it was time to kick mommy's ass for the next hour until she fell asleep. I remained awake in a rather contorted position until it was time for me to get everyone up, washed, dressed, and fed. Ah, the glory and glamour that is motherhood.
Thinking about having kids? Ruminate on that for a bit.

So Pissy!

2009-04-20T11:27:00.000-07:00

I'm in such a pissy mood right now! My husband (whom I love most dearly) signed my youngest son up for coach pitch softball with out speaking to me first or (and here's the best part...) even asking our son if he WANTED to play. Now, my husband has been unable to take our son to his practice except for once and he has only made it to a couple of practices. So, I have been having to take him and drag our two other children up there.
Other fun facts: First, my son clearly doesn't want to be there but he keeps telling everyone that he likes it because that's what he thinks they want to hear. Second, I get the added benefit of the other parents judging me because I'm not out there helping like they are. Although I was pretty sure keeping my two year old daughter out of the middle of the field while they were practicing was helpful.
*whew* Gawdz do I love a good tirade! I feel a little bit better! How about you? Time to start getting ready for practice!!!! Grrr

Such A Scent Junkie...

2009-04-20T11:26:00.000-07:00

Always have been. When I was about six years old (anybody from my age bracket will remember these) I actually used to carry around with me one of the little pvc scented Strawberry Shortcake figures. I would have it in my pocket so that I could pull it out and smell it every once in awhile. So, now that I'm a "big girl" and I have my own house, the very first thing I did was make myself a good smelling garden. Right now I'm pretty close to being in heaven. My roses, Star Jasmine, Pink Jasmine, and Natal Plums are all in bloom! It smells so good out in front of my house! My Arabian Jasmine is starting to bloom and my baby Southern Magnolia tree is budding. Magnolia is like catnip to me.... ahhhhhh. Can't wait!
It's the simple things that make me happy. Otherwise I'd be one miserable biatch! ; P

(shhh, this is the one I used carry with me! haha)

It Was My Baby Boy's Birthday Recently...

2009-04-20T11:24:00.000-07:00

And I'm feeling old. Damn, so it's going to be like that now is it? I've finally hit an age where, every time one of my kids has a birthday, I'm going to feel just that much older. *tears* That's just ridiculous. I was hoping this day would never come! I remember, way back when, when there would be some actor/celebrity who made my heart go pitter-patter that I would wish I was older. Now, it's the exact opposite. Oh, well. If I may say so, I look pretty good. At least I have that to hold on to... Until that starts to go with my age. Aw, crap! I need more tissue....

Robert Pattinson Sings...

2009-04-20T11:22:00.000-07:00

(Do you think I made him sad with my unclean thoughts? I'm sorry... kinda.)
Okay, so I have a sick mind and it frequently visits the gutter.... Speaking of girls loosing their shit and the song "why don't we do it in the road?", could you imagine Rob singing that song? The sound of panties dropping would be deafening! LMAO I love that poor boy! It must suck to be him trying to have a private life.

I love the Beatles White Album!

2009-04-20T11:19:00.000-07:00

Forty years ago girls named Prudence, Julia, Martha, and especially Sadie were completely loosing their shit! I had nearly forgotten how much I love this album. Love it! It's just what I needed right now. A little "Why don't we do it in the road?", fits the mood I'm in.

Collection of Completely Random Thoughts

It's That Time Again...

It's Almost.......Palpable.

FMNSN

A Work In Progress P.S.

I Shall Call You, "Why Is There No Slide Show?"

A Work In Progress...

Weeding Out the Bad Apples...Mwahahahahaaaaa!!!!!

When It Rains...

My Weekend...

Shall I Embarrass Myself... Just a Little Bit?

What The Hell Did I Ever Do…

If It's Too Loud, You're Too Old!!!

Thought That You Should Know What You're Getting Into...

What Am I?!?

Everything Is Just tokidoki!!!*snorts*

My Regrets, Ms. Austen...

Something Close To My Heart...

My Mother's Day (Eve)

I Love PostSecret, But...

Oh. My. Gawd. OhMyGawdOhMyGawdOhMyGawwwd!!!

God Hates Me! He Really Must Just Hate Me!

Bee In My Bonnet...

Scratch That...

Long Time, No Write...

F.M.L. ... Nevermind. It's pretty fucking awesome even with my wading pool full of crap.

So...so...so...WRONG

Who has two thumbs and a crappy immune system? THIS GIRL!

I got DUNKED!

Let's Talk "Sex Hair", Shall We???

I May Not Have Gotten To Watch 'Em...

Let Me See...

ThankYouThankYouThankYouThankYouThankYouTHANKYOU!!!!!!

One Of My Favorite Pics...

Something Mundane That Brightens My Day...

Not Gonna Happen... I Guess... :(

My New Van...

You all put a smile on my face...

That's IT?!?!? REALLY??? Hub's will be glad to know...

While I'm Scanning...

13 Reasons Why I'm Glad The 80's(90's) Are Over...

Who went and saw Paramore and No Doubt in concert?

Schools out for Summer...

I would like to introduce to you....Domward

Loosing weight and exercising...Yay! o_O

Mother's Day

It's Been Awhile...

Yummy, Yummy Wine!!!

Not That Ambitious!

Still Waiting

Curious Dreams: Part 2...

Curious Dreams...

Unaware of My Own Voyeuristic Tendencies...

Random Collection of Thoughts ('cause that's what I am)

Just Call Me "The Debt Slayer"...(need a girls/pub night)

Sick-O's

It Was a Very Happy Easter!

One of My Many "Happy Places"...

P.S.

I'm Sorry Mr. Bowie!

2 Hours of Sleep aaaannnnnd...I'm Good!

So Pissy!

Such A Scent Junkie...

It Was My Baby Boy's Birthday Recently...

Robert Pattinson Sings...

I love the Beatles White Album!

Everything Is Just tokidoki!!!snorts