No Movie For Me... Yet

May I just say it is sooo frustrating that I have not yet seen the new Sex and the City movie! It's everywhere! It's on my TV, on my computer, I even believe it's on the radio!!!! And I am one of the biggest fans of that series... and I haven't seen it :(

At least I have my reruns on TBS.

Headaches

Headaches Suck.... big time.

:(

I wanted to post more, but my head is kicking like Jackie Chan. You understand, right?

Summertime Memories

For most people, summertime is marked by warm weather rolling in after long wintery days or the sight of everything changing from stark boring white to vibrant colors. For me, summertime is marked by the calendar and nothing else... simply because I am lucky enough to live in Florida, the Sunshine State, where it is always summer... always.

But I love it... absolutely love it. Love it so much I refuse to leave.

A cool new website I found (new to me) The Parents Bloggers Network and Huggies are teaming up and encouraging families to share their favorite summertime memories (sorry about the links, I'm a tech failure). So I thought I'd share with you my favorite memory.

It happens pretty much everyday, and when I say everyday, I mean everyday (good thing it's cute, huh?). My daughter is a Pieces symbol and it rings true for her. She spies water, she's after it like a shot out of a cannon. Her favorite toy of choice: the hose. So everyday after we finish cleaning the horse stalls, I change her into her Huggies Swimmer Pants and we wander over to her favorite wash rack (yes, it's clean!!). The second she catches a glimpse of the hose she starts to toddle as fast as her chubby little legs will let her and she snatches the hose up. She gestures to me with the hose, her eyes pleading with me to TURN IT ON NOW!!!! I happily oblige and the fun begins! She giggles and screams joyfully as the water splurges out and all over her.

Normally, I try to keep out of the line of fire but her happiness is so infectious that you can't help but join in. She splishes and splashes until the sun is about to dip below the horizon line and she is carried away to warm up.

These memories of her, I keep close to my heart and add them to my Never Want To Forget compartment... simply b/c I never want to forget these special summertime memories.

Idiot

Please help me... how the hell do you link stuff in your posts?? I learned a long time ago, but can't find my notes...

Please!

Writing Prompt

I snagged this from www.writersdigest.com in an effort to fuel my creativity and jump start my writing.

Forrest Gump once said, "Life is like a box of chocolates; you never know what you're going to get." What is writing like? Write a simile that starts with the phrase, "Writing is like ... ."

Writing is like...

A blissful, dreamy, orgasmic feeling for me. When I am able to pen words that flow graciously one after the other to create a complete sentence that evokes emotion, I feel like I can conquer the world! Writing empowers me, gives me control... I can take two people and make them fall in love, fight, take over the world, anything I want. And in a world where I barely have control over my life, writing is my perfect escape.

:)

Hopefully these will get better as I find my creative juices.

Life Without Dr. Pepper

So, I'm attempting it... again.

No Dr. Pepper for me is not going well (it never does). I've got a headache that is kicking like Jackie Chan and I want to crawl under my bed and hide.

The only reason I'm quitting is b/c it's bad for me... and I tend to drink them like water and end up consuming way too many calories than needed.

Why isn't this easy?

Klutzy Mama = Klutzy Baby

Roo fell again in the barn and smacked her head into the concrete floor...

It sounds bad... it was bad... I feel like a bad parent b/c she falls a lot. The culrprit this evening was her shoes, they're too big for her. She was wearing the big shoes b/c she hid one of her pink jelly shoes (and I still haven't found it) and I didn't want her walking around without shoes. When she fell, I felt like I wasn't quick enough to pick her up. I just feel bad.

She's got a purple bruise smack in the middle of her forehead... the poor child.

Bad Mommy.

Things I Never Want To Forget

Dear Roo,

I never want to forget the little things, so I'm going to write them down so I'll always have something to look back on and remember you just as you are right now.

Your new things is when we shower you insist, insist, on having every single bottle of shampoo, conditioner, body wash, baby shampoo and baby soap in your lap. This means there's piles on bottles in the way of me bathing you. If I dare move one of these colorful bottles, you point, squirm and demand until I hand each and everyone back to you.

It's the cutest thing...

I love you.

Mom

I Need Support

There are a few things I want to change about myself... and honestly, I use to be a stickler about my healthy, my exercise and my daily habits. But I've just grown lazy... lazy lazy lazy. And I'm not sure how to get out of this rut. Every once in awhile I'll get inspired and I'll go run or I'll give up the soda for a day or two... and then I get stubborn and childish and say: I'm an adult. I can do what I want.

God, I used to be soooo disciplined! I would run everyday, rain or shine. I wouldn't drink soda b/c it was soooo bad for me. I wouldn't do it!! And now I am.

Now I'm drinking at least two dr. pepper's a day, running maybe once a week. Granted, up until a month ago I was doing good. No soda and running three miles at least three times a week. But once we moved it became hard. Hard because I don't live in an ideal area for running. Hard b/c my husband buys a dr pepper for me everyday...

I know, I know... excuses.

Suck it up Su...

Well, I ran on Monday... and I'm going to run today.

And I'm drinking my last dr pepper of the day.. maybe for the week?

I just need support and right now, I'm not getting it from my hubby b/c he's dealing with weight issues of his own... Not only do I need support, I need strength. It's got to be buried in here somewhere (I think it's under all the baby weight).

Help!

Addicted To Brownies

I. Am. Addicted. To. Brownies.

Soda.

My Daughter.

My Husband.

Yes, in that order... ha ha, just kidding.

:)

Add tacky reality shows too.

One Tree Hill

I used to be a huge fan of One Tree Hill... I still am in some ways. I still watch it every week and I still watch it (almost) every day on SoapNet when the baby is asleep. And let me just say: I'm a Peyton and Lucas fan.

My problem with the show lately is that it's BORING!!!! I mean, I just can't get into the storylines. I honestly don't care about Brooke's quest to become a mother, the Nathan and Hailey storyline kills me and Mouth isn't any bit exciting.

What happened?

What happened to the show that use to pull me in, tangle me in their dramatic storylines and leave me (literally) begging for more?

Maybe if tonight's season finale gives me what I want (Lucas and Peyton happily together) I'll have my faith in the show renewed... maybe.

Night.

Reasons I Love My Hubby

Reasons I Love My Hubby

This list belongs to me, so therefore I reserve the write to change, delete, revise and update this list as many times as I want.

Not in any particular order....

He rubs my feet and back when I ask.
When we rent videos, he lets me watch mine first b/c he knows I'll fall asleep if we watch mine second.
He took a second chance.
He'll stop whatever he is doing to hug me.
He understands me.
He tolerates my sudden outbursts of singing and occasional dance.
He saves the pink Starbursts for me.
He lets me watch Sex and the City, repeatedly.
He pays me $1 per stall to put shavings in them.
He gave me Ava.
He lets me drive.
He is a wonderful man.
He said he'd buy me a cow... just because I want one.
He tolerates me waking him up at 800am, even if he went to bed at 530am.
He makes me things instead of buying me things.
He answers every questions I ask of him, no matter how stupid.
He puts up with my Mother.
He makes me happy.
He makes Ava happy.

:)

Bored Bored Bored.

So I'm Bored... and broke. What a fabulous combination, huh?

On another note... Miss RooBob did a lot of rolling around in the bed last night and once ended up under Mr. SuZ's legs (how, no clue) and another time she was up against the headboard under a pillow.

Huh?

So we think it's time to get her back into her crib... something I'm not too happy about, but would hate for another night like last night to happen. So right now she's in her crib taking a nap, and I guess tonight I'll put her in the crib and pray she'll sleep.

The thing is she is such a mover in her sleep. She rolls all over the place all night long.

Egh, I imagine tomorrow I'll be exhausted.

I'll let you know.

I Hope I Never Forget

Dear Roo,

You are laying beside me in bed, all soft tanned skin and crazy blonde hair up in the hair... and everytime I look at you, all I want to do is give you kisses and pinch your toes. But what strikes me most, is when I look at you, I get this amazing twinge in my stomach and my heart just... clenches with how much I love you. It's utter bliss when this happens, and let me tell you, it happens a LOT! When your sweet little feet are slapping against the tile in the kitchen...when you're sitting in your swing and as you pass by you give me a smile that screams out how happy you are... when you roll over in bed and snuggle up next to Daddy and pat his back... when you cry out my name when things don't go your way.

Each and every moment of your life gives me that chill, that undeniable chill of love that starts in your toes and makes your nose itch... and god, I hope I never forget this feeling.

Love,
Mommy

Ode To Chocolate Raisins

Ode To Chocolate Raisins
So Yummy and Sweet
You Melt in My Mouth

Until I eat all of you?

I've never been any good at poetry... Actually, I don't get it, never have... Me, an English Major. HA. Don't tell my professors that one!

Anyways, I've been thinking lately about what to do with my future. I want to do something to help people. I want to go back to school and continue my education, get my graduate degree in... something. Originally I was going to go back to Rollins and get my masters in liberal studies, but honestly, I already have a degree I'm not doing anything with... and I'm afraid if I went back for that, which I do want, I don't think it would lead to a profitable job. I mean, look at how our economy is! I can't get a job with the degree I have, who would hire me with a Masters in Liberal Studies?

My dream job is teaching... teaching creative writing at a community college. UCF has a creative writing masters, but... but...

The idea of nursing went through my mind, specifically pediatrics. But my husband told me (and I agree) that he doesn't know if I could handle not becoming attached and when something bad happen, it would devastate me... and it would, god, it would...

So he suggested law... and it would be helpful to the community. It would... but would I be any good at it? And another thing is, there are no decent law schools around here, closest I found was Gulfport... and that's too far, unless we move the family.

I really do want to go back to school, but first I need to figure out what for.

Any suggestions?

And So It Begins

Sunday night I made a decision... to give up soda (yes, again).

And today is day 2 without it... and do I ever miss my yummy, sweety goodiness. I miss it so much that my mouth waters just thinking about it. My dear husband isn't sticking it out with me, as he is drinking down a huge super gulp full of dr. pepper... bastard.

Yesterday was okay... my headache didn't hit me until right before bed and today it's kicking like Jackie Chan. I downed two tylenol in effort to head it off, so maybe I'll get lucky and not have to deal with it. Caffeine withdrawl headaches are the worst.

Ops

Okay, so my "goal" of posting more was derailed for a few days... but in my defense (!): I am a mom and I am T.I.R.E.D.

:)

Anyways, Happy Mother's Day!! Mine is going fabulously. My (dear) hubby let me sleep in until 930am!!! Then he brought me Eistein Bagels (YUM!) and surprised me with a pair of pink rubber boots (to clean stalls in) and a flower sculpture out of iron. Plus I got two cards, one from him that sings "Unchained Melody" (the first song we ever danced to 10 years ago) and one from my Roo, that she actually signed herself (more like scribbles, but I love it!). I felt sooo loved.

Later today Roo and I are going to play in the pool and then we're all having a BBQ and hopefully the wind dies down a bit so we don't get blown away.

Yay!

Hope your day was as "kick ass" as mine!

Ops

Okay, so my "goal" of posting more was derailed for a few days... but in my defense (!): I am a mom and I am T.I.R.E.D.

Yay for Playdates!

Roo Bob and I had a playdate with some library buddies today and had a blast! It was fun chasing Roo around the playground equipment and noting all the changes in her since the last time we were there. Before she woddle around and held back, not anymore!! Now she runs around and tries to climb and crawl all over everything. She's adventurous now! It's so cute...

Plus it was so nice to hang out with another Mom, especially one with a baby so close to Roo's age. It's great to compare notes and see how has accomplished what and what to expect and tips! Oh, I love the tips!!

We had so much fun we've already planned a playdate for next Monday!

Tomorrow is yet another playdate, but the best thing about tomorrow is: WE ARE GOING TO THE BEACH!!!

It's been a year since we've been and I'm dying to get my toes in the hot hot sand. Our friend has a beach house and kindly invited us to come and play.

I can't wait.

I Think I Can

I Think I Can... I Think I Can.

UPDATE!

I'm trying to keep up with my updates here. I've been slacking majorly due to exhaustion, but now that my little nugget of a child is sleeping better I'm feeling a little more alive (with the help of a soda or two).

So what's new with me, you ask?

Well, I'm having issues with my thyroid. Seems the damn thing was enlarged so after a blood test my doctor decided to put me on medicine (and you know I hate taking any sort of medicine) to try and get it under control. Of course I've been researching on the internet about thyroid problems and I keep reading that this whole thing will make me overweight... like I'm not already? Of course I've read that some people use the medicine the doc put me on to lose weight.

It's all so confusing.

My doctor is old and crusty (damn insurance) and he wasn't a big help with all of my quesions. Would it be so hard to find a great doctor who knows all the answers and doesn't take four hours to see? Anyone out there know if such a doctor exists?

Anyhoo... I started taking the medicine three days ago. No side effects, no problems (yet). We'll see in two months when I go back and they re-test.

Fun.

Okay, that's enough of an update for today...

I'll be back tomorrow (hopefully).

Cinco De Mayo Baby

Woo hoooo!

I don't have a single drop of Mexican blood in me, yet I always feel the need to celebrate. Wonder where this came from?

So, I should be cleaning ... but I don't have an energy to do so. And I know if I don't my husband will say something... and I know this b/c he said the house was a mess when he left this morning.

Maybe I should nap?

Considering I have to put shavings in the horse stalls this afternooon, I'm going to need the energy.

But that laundry will never fold itself, will it?

Dear Roo Bob

Dear Miss Roo Bob,

I know it's been awhile... so here goes.

You are 13 1/2 months old now and wow, have you grown! You are a walking machine with the occasional fast walk that normally ends with your face in the dirt (You have good intentions though!!). :) You are babbling like a little cavewoman and I swear you'll be spitting out sentences any second now. Sleeping has gotten much better for you as well, we've cut out night feedings (during the night) and while you still cry, you're getting the hang of it. You even slept 8 hours in a row last night, something you haven't done in months! Of course, you are a co-sleeper now. We decided you sleeping better in our bed is worth the extra precious minutes of sleep you grant us. I admit, I do miss sleeping next to Daddy, but if you're happy I'm good.

You love being at the barn. While Daddy does cleans stalls or fixes things, you toddle around pointing at horses, playing in the dirt or chasing cats. I've gotten used to the idea of your being dirty 24/7 and only change your clothes twice a day. But I am using a heck-of-a lot stain remover on your clothes to get those dirt stains out. Grandma June sees you more now and you love to see her. When you spot her, you point at her and smile, all the while making noises. She spoils you, even bought you your first cowgirl boots (which you are unsure of, but I'm sure you'll warm up to them).

Speaking of spoiling, Daddy bought you a tiny kiddie pool to play in and today you played (naked) in it in the front yard. Being a true Pieces, you love to splash in the water and squeal with joy while doing it... It was beautiful.

You are beautiful!

I love you,
Mommy

Me.Me.Me.

MEEEEEEEEEEE!! I'm still alive! I swear I am! :)

And let me just say: Life is Good... so good.

The family is happy and healthy, we've got beautiful sunshine, warm warm weather and satellite tv... he he he.

Also, let me say: I am so stinking excited about the Sex and the City movie coming out at the end of this month. I am soooo getting a moms night out for that one! :)