Dear Someone

Dear You People Livin' In My House,

I'm tired. Could we please get back to wonderful, restful nights. No talking while sleeping, no barking while sleeping, no hollering out to me while I'm desperately trying to find the peaceful sleep I used to know. I'm tired...and it's starting to make me really cranky, which isn't good for anyone involved.

Woman with the bloodshot eyes
Wilting Rose


Dear Next Tuesday,

I'm so excited to get to you. State Fair day...rides, cotton candy, laughter, cotton candy, lemonade, cotton candy, old time photos, cotton candy....soooo excited!!!

Woman who wants to be thrown for a loop
Wild Rose


Dear Me,

Oh dear me...I'm too tired to write any more letters.

Woman who zzzzzzzzzzzz.........

Goodbye to peaceful sleep

Shortmama has a link up, and today's topic is....What have you had to say goodbye to?

Welllll...glad she asked. I have had to say goodbye to peaceful nights of sleep on occasion. Sometimes it's because my dog whines in the middle of the night and is barking at something in her sleep. Sometimes it's my son saying he is thirsty..that boy could drink me out of house and home, he is ALWAYS thirsty. I seriously don't know how he isn't attached to the toilet 24/7 with how much he drinks.

But the biggest reason that I occasionally say goodbye to peaceful nights of sleep would be because of my husband. The man talks in his sleep sometimes. Sometimes he talks about moving rock piles from one place to another, he is a plant manager for a rock crushing industry. One time he got up and walked to the end of the bed and was talking some kind of jibberish, I couldn't distinguish what he was saying. But he finally crawled back into bed. And just last night, he sat up quickly in bed and said "they took the flag". I knew that he was dreaming about a game that he plays on the computer. He had a whole conversation with me when I was asking him what he was doing and if he was still dreaming. And he was not talking nicely when I asked him this stuff. I thought about pushing his butt off of the bed, but then decided to just turn over and ignore him...I didn't want him to attack if he didn't wake up after the fall.

Random Tuesday Thoughts

Welcome to another edition of Random Tuesday...head on over to The Un Mom for some more random goodness.

* I have to tell ya, this has been a great week in the blogoshpere. I found out that I WON a book (Marrying George Clooney) from Mag at Sitting on the Mood Swing at the Playground. And then...I received a couple of awards from Beth at Laugh until you Cry. Thank you so much Beth, and I'm glad I found your little corner of the blogoshpere! I am going to do a post this weekend and put the awards up then and pass them along.

*My son is sick with...well, I don't really know what he is sick with. Took him to the doc yesterday, they tested him for strep and the doc says if that comes back negative then she thinks it is a viral sore throat. She doesn't think it is the flu. Last night was fun. 12:30 a.m..."Mooommy, I'm thirsty"...ok, no problem, here's a drink and here's some meds so the fever doesn't spike. 2 a.m...."Mmmooommmy, (followed by a bunch of frantic jibberish)", I get up and go to his room to see what's wrong, "my room stinks"....are you kidding me!

*It's cold in my house...the temp gauge says 71 degrees indoors, but my fingers and toes are froze. Yes, I am a native Arizonan...I can take the heat much better than the cold.

*I am looking forward to this evening. There is going to be a volleyball party for the volleyball players and their parents (my 12-year-old daughter played volleyball). It was for such a great season they had...even though they didn't win the tournament, which was partially due to a ref that had a corn cob up her butt. It will be a fun night tonight.

Friend Makin' Mondays

On this weeks edition of friend makin' mondays...Amber would like to know....


IF LIFE WERE A MOVIE, WHICH MOVIE WOULD YOU WANT TO LIVE IN?

Hmm, I guess I would want to live in the Underworld movie. And I would like to be Selene who kicks butt!

And then on the softer side, I would also like to live in Patch Adams, I love the idea behind this movie that is based on a true story.

And aside from joining in on the topic for the day...here is a snippet of a recent outing with my friend in real life...

This is my friend Melissa and I on an outing to a pumpkin festival

And this is us and our whole gang of kids.

And this is me checkin' out the scarecrow.

Happy FMM everyone!

Head on over to Amber to see some cool postings!

Funny Friday

I think the boy may have rabies...

Dear Someone

Dear a couple of the PTO moms,

There's nothing better than waking up and checking a negative and unnecessarily emotional email that is completely out of place. At this point in time...I would be happy to drop kick you across the school yard.

The Woman That You Have Pissed The Hell Off,
Thorny Rose


Dear Spirit Halloween Website,

Thank you so much for having some of the funniest adult halloween costumes, my husband and I laughed until we cried while checking out what you have. You know, the ones that are titled "anita waxin" and "camel toe"....oh gawd it's hilarious!

Woman that laughed until she cried,
Happy Customer


Dear Wacko,

A father runs over his daughter because she has become too Westernized...WTF?

Woman Who Fears Those Around Her,
Anonymous

When The Glass Slipper Didn't Fit

Shortmama has started new themed stories...they are untitled at this time...but todays theme is about what would happen with Cinderella when she didn't fit into the glass slipper.

And the story goes like this...

On the day that the Prince was arrived to see if anyone in the home could fit into the glass slipper, Cinderella was completely ecstatic. She didn't think she could take one more day living with the wenches.

When Cinderella came down the stairs, it was her turn to try out the glass slipper. But for some reason, the glass slipper was a tad bit too big. You see, after having a wonderful time having already danced with the Prince and then having to come back home to her normal life, she ended up losing a couple of pounds due to stress. So the Prince continued on his way to find his girl.

This event snapped some life into Cinderella. She vowed to not spend one more day dealing with these people. As night fell, Cinderella took off on foot to a village many miles away. She was not used to seeing everyone doing their chores for themselves.

Cinderella came across a very wise old man who decided to teach Cinderella how to defend herself. He could sense the pain she had been through and wanted to give her a chance. They spent many a long day and long night training. Cinderella had never felt more sure of herself and had a deep sense of worth when the training was complete.

Cinderella decided it would be ok to return to where she came from. And when she got there, she proceeded to clean house...but it had nothing to do with a mop and a bucket. The Prince heard of the "new" woman in town and was enthralled with her as he had never met anyone with her bold demeanor.

So the Prince and Cinderella lived happily ever after...with a few kinks in the road when he realized that there was NO WAY that his woman was going to take any of his crap. Once he realized that..they then lived happily ever after!

Go link up with Shortmama if interested in this story telling segment.

Random Tuesday Thoughts

And off to another round of random Tuesday thoughts...

*I think the month of September flew by, and October is going along at a snails pace.

*There is a little smiling Layla sitting next to me while I am typing this. She has soft hair, a contagious smile, lots of questions of "what's that", and she is a little monkey. Her bodysuit says beautiful little butterfly...I have to agree. Layla and I are hanging out while mommy is out helping a family member...and shopping.

*After school yesterday, I took my kids to the park to play while I walked a few laps around the walking trail. It felt wonderful. Nice weather, warm sun. My kids had a good time playing. My son lost his socks. He lost a toy there the last time we were there. He must bury these things in the sand or something, I don't get it. I don't think I have heard "I hurt my nuts" that much in my life. I know Amanda caught my son saying that at a different park one time. There were some other boys my sons age at the park this time, and it was coming from them. They thought it was cool to keep saying this...I didn't really want to know about this. There was a really trashy family at the park...I think they may have been inbred. And while we were there the other day, I guess my sons leg got stuck in between two bars. Instead of someone trying to see who's parents were his to let us know (because there wasn't any commotion over it), some lady dressed partially in a halloween costume decides to rub some disgusting smelling scented lotion on his leg to get it out. My.Son.Has.Bad.Allergies.

*It sure does take a long time for the hiring process for police dispatching. My nerves is bad when it comes to this. After being a SAHM for 6+ years, I'm nervous about the whole hiring process. It's a pretty big process when it comes to a police department. I'm hoping I will be seen comparable to those that have been working the field instead of passed up due to not being employed in many years. I know I need to contact the department I am trying to get on to so I can ask some questions and see if I can sit in and do a ride along. But...the human resources department that takes the applications for me has no answers for me. Hmm. I'm thinking they would at least be able to tell me who to contact within the employer I am applying for.

Now head on over to The Un Mom for more randomness.

Friend Makin' Mondays

This weeks edition for friend makin' mondays, Amber wants to know:

WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?

*I think the first thing that makes me happy would have to see that Amber still posted. After the loss that she is mourning, I am happy to see her around and feeling that there is a sense that it will be ok, instead of seeing no posts from her and worrying about her.

*A book, some lemonade or tea and the sun.

*A hiking trail.

*My friends...like fellow blogger Shormama...I love her!

*My family.

*Music, whether I'm listening to it while blogging or house cleaning, or dancing around like a crazy woman to it.

*Catching up with old friends on Facebook...I should've listened to Shortmama a long time ago...I think I may have a touch of stubborness to me!

*And mondays make me happy...I meet new people of FMM for starters (Lol) and also my kids go back to school and my husband goes to work, so I get some good me time. Love it.

Weekend Child Care Anyone?

Ok, really, today I'm kinda speechless. But I will tell you a little something that is on my mind right now. I would love to have a date night with my husband tonight. And...I happen to think that if there were ever a business to be set up around here (or anywhere for that matter) that provides 24 hour child care starting Friday evenings through Sunday night, that they would have no problem keeping busy. I'm sure parents would show up by the droves to be able to have a night out once in a while. I'm just sayin'...

Dear Someone

Dear 10-year-old self,

Though you had been through so much through your childhood, it's all gonna be all right. You will get through all you went through from not being able to live with your parents, to watching them destroy themselves through drugs, through having to go down to the neighbors house just to be able to have something to eat, through seeing a lot of painful things, through being a neglected child...to become a wonderful, productive and strong-willed adult.

Don't invest so much time in to fake friends for they won't even be a part of who you are when you are older, when it matters. Don't be that shy and be sure of yourself, everyone is going through their own things too, so there are things that go unsaid because everyone hides their own personal life trials.

Just because you grew up with your grandparents and lived with them at the motel that they owned does not mean it will be a good idea to sneak out at night. You just may regret later down the road some of the things that you chose to do at too early of an age. It will be an experience none the less, and some of it will make you laugh at the memories, but there really is a reason why you are told not to do something. And you should realize that you need to let your grandma know that they need to put a different lock on your bedroom door so the hired help doesn't use the master key to go into your room and steal your shit. At least you will be smart enough to realize that whenever you see the girl wearing your stolen ring that maybe it will be best to not confront her on it, after all, if she knocked a boy out with one punch, just imagine what she would do to your skinny little a$$.

You may not know what you wanted to do with yourself when you got older for a career, but you will find the best career ever. Don't worry so much about what you will be. You will become an emergency dispatcher and have a career that doesn't feel like a job at all, it is something you absolutely love.

And by the time you reach your 30's, you will be absolutely happy, with just a few kinks to work out here and there, but really, it's all good!

Go see Shortmama at Family of Shorts for some more Dear Someone letters!

It's Like Meeting Family For The First Time

My family has a long history of terrible choices. The people that I am referring to would be my parents and aunts and uncles. And just what kind of bad choices am I referring to? Hmm, let's see, there are drug addictions, alcohol addictions and men addictions.

Due to this behavior, there were some terrible consequences for not only the users, but also for the whole family and anyone else they decided to harm along the way. I have cousins out there that I remember pieces of our childhood, but I don't really know them. And I have always wanted to know them, I have always felt a deep bond with them across the miles and no contact, I know that they went through just as much as I had to go through with the choices that were made.

On my mom's side of the family...she had two siblings, my aunt and my uncle. My uncle died many years ago from his drug addiction, my mom went to prison and is suffering a disease from her drug addictions, and my aunt never had a drug addiction, but she did have an addiction to men. Due to this, I ended up being raised by my grandparents since I was 8, in which they provided a wonderful life for me. Due to my aunts addictions to men, she pretty much abandoned her two boys. Her one son grew up with his dad instead and her other son got tossed to the side pretty much. He doesn't know who his real father is and had no option but to live with the man his mom divorced since she didn't want to take him. All he wanted was to be part of a family, this I just found out due to us being in contact recently and catching up with eachother. Breaks my heart really. We had a nice long conversation. He had started to go down the wrong path but has realized that he needs to grow up and make sure he is doing well. He pretty much poured his heart out to me, and while it is heart breaking to hear I am also thankful for it. I am looking forward to becoming closer and enjoying having him as part of my family. There are more cousins out there, but I don't have contact with them.

As for my dad's side of the family...My dad had 4 siblings, 3 brothers and 1 sister. Out of them, there is only my dad and one brother left. My dad used to be an addict, but while he doesn't do the drugs anymore, he is an alcoholic with a drink in his hand practically 24/7 and he is also homeless. He suffers greatly from depression. He is a man with a big heart, yet can't handle the world. My aunt just a few months ago died of a drug over dose. She had three children that are all older than me. I don't have any contact with them. I know where one is, but choose not to have contact for a specific reason. My uncle that is still living, I don't have any contact with his 2 daughters either. I don't know where they are, I don't think he knows where they are. I don't really know the whole story there. One of my uncles died of a suicide by a drug over dose, he didn't have any kids. And the other uncle died many years ago from over dosing with a combination of drugs and alcohol, he had two kids. I have in the past few years gotten back into contact with them. We have shared some memories and talked a little about what our parents have done. I really wish we would be able to have more contact, especially face to face, but one lives in Virginia and I'm here in AZ, and the other goes all over the place following her husband in the military.

Watching all the destruction that was caused by my parents and aunt and uncle was all that I needed to see to know that I didn't want to take that path in life. And I want to hold onto every opportunity that I can to be able to get closer to my cousins.

Random Tuesday Thoughts

* Cranky mom + cranky kids = we better all take a nap.

* My nephew Tate seems to think that I can't throw a football (he's never seen it)...oh you just wait! Let's not talk about catching though...at least not until these salon applied nails come off.

Tate in all his glory. And I'm not being biased just because I'm his aunt and I love him...but he kicks butt, he was the QB for the season.

* It's funny some of the nostalgic things that you can come across when you clean something out, in my case a filing cabinet. I found the baby shower cards that my parents received when they were expecting me. Along with a bunch of other things...like a card from Shortmama received back in grade school. Too neat.

* I am so ready for a road trip with just my husband and I. We haven't done that in forever. I would love to head up the the green country, take our Polaris Ranger and explore some new places. Stay at a cabin somewhere, one with a nice huge tub to soak in and even a fireplace, roast some marshmallows. Just a nice relaxing us adventure. I would be able to sleep in if I wanted to, and Jason would still get up at a god awful this isn't natural time of the morning to head out. I may choose to do that once, but I will certainly bite if he tries to get me to do that more than once. Need a windfall of money before we can afford to do this though.

That's my randomness for the day...head on over to the Un Mom for some more.

Friend Makin' Monday

So this week Amber wants to know...What are you going to be for halloween?

This year I'm not dressin' up..but the kiddos are of course.

My oldest daughter Alyssa is going to be an Aqua Fairy, Taylor is going to be Jasmine, and Jayce is going to be the Incredible Hulk. I'll wait to post pics of them for when halloween gets here though.

Until then...here's a glimpse of halloweens past...

Miss Alyssa

Miss Taylor

Mr. Jayce

Our Family

Dear Someone

Dear Jason,

I hope you get better soon, and I hope that it's just a cold and not the flu. This would be one of those times when I would appreciate it if you wouldn't share with me. And I really do love you more than this blog..but yes, I did forget your water and food while you're sick in bed, I was busy.

Your loving to share with you most of the time wife
Babe


Dear Oprah,

I would appreciate it if you could re-play the show with Nie Nie on there. I was sooo looking forward to watching her. I have followed her blog since their story was on the news here in AZ about the tragedy that they went through and then watched her amazing spirit prevail. She and her husband are just amazing. What a beautiful family.

Rose


Dear Bloggy Friends,

Have I told you how I appreciate you guys? I really do. You see, I'm mainly (but not completely) a shy girl that doesn't have a big social crowd. It's been really neat to read some of your blogs and email back and forth with some of you. There is such a variance of really neat ladies out there, and I'm happy to get to know you!

Introverted woman enjoying the extroverted blogging world,
Bloggin' Rose


Dear Employees at Forever 21,

What in the heck? I have never seen so many people in one place dressed like they were still in the 80's. This is the second time that I have been in this store and seen some pretty crazy stuff. The first time it wasn't you guys, it was the really tall beefy man dressed in a hot pink dress, with matching high heels and a matching purse, and a blond wig. Yep, that was me standing there gawking with my kids wondering what was going on. But this time, it was you guys. The clothes, the hair, everything. You know what I'm talking about, the hair that was teased to the nine's...kinda reminded me of what I did to my daughter's, but that was for crazy hair day at school...

It Always Happens To The Best People

I spent quite a bit of time searching for a doctor that I really liked. After we moved when I was a child we could no longer go to the same doctor, unless we wanted to travel what seemed like a billion miles to get to him. In all actuality, it took an hour to get to him, but it was still a long ways away.

So on went the search for a good doctor. I've been to a few doctors since then. I left for many different reasons: one was pompous, a few made you feel like you were the next person giving them their paychecks and had to scoot patients in and out as fast as possible, one particular doc was just plain out a complete bi*%&.

So I finally got a referral from my supervisor at one of my jobs. She really made him seem like the best thing that there was. She was completely right.

This doctor is the best doc I've ever had. He's kind, he will sit and have a full out conversation with you, if you happen to have your kids with you he always pays attention to them and asks them serious and silly questions, he sits and is completely relaxed and doesn't have a rushed manner. He will "yell" at me if need be...such as when I didn't want to take high cholesterol medicine..so he asked me if I would rather die instead..needless to say, I'm back on the high cholesterol medicine.

But it wasn't just the doctor that was so great. He has the best team between him, his nurse, and the front office lady. They all compliment each other. The front office lady is nice as can be, yet she will put the doctor in his place when he needs it..such as if he is really taking too long catching up with a patient and their life, he's just cool like that, and so is she. And as for the nurse. Never met a nurse like her before. This nurse has the best combination of being so smoothly efficient, and she has such a calming personality and a genuine smile.

After awhile I notice that there is someone new helping in the back instead of "my nurse". You see, I really like my nurse, when it comes time for annual blood work, she gets it right off the bat and it doesn't hurt one bit. If I have to have the doctor do it, I end up feeling faint and have a goose egg at the injection site. I guess he has to be bad at at least one thing.

So I inquire about where my nurse is. I was informed that she has cancer. I felt the blood drop and the heart hurt. Not my nurse. I'm not a religious person, but she's my idea of an angel. This happened approximately a year ago. So over time I continue to ask about her and donate to help with her funds. And after a while, she was back to working part time and was cancer free. And then I noticed she was gone again. The cancer was back.

So at my annual check up today, I asked my doctor how my nurse was doing. He just kind of looked down at the table and asked me if I wanted the sugar coated version or the honest truth. I said with that kind of statement that I didn't really know what I wanted. He then proceeded to tell me that if she doesn't pass away this week, then it will be next week. I miss my nurse.

Random Tuesday Thoughts

* It's kinda funny when you wake up from a nap and go out of the room to hear this:

Jayce: Mooommmy!
Me: What?!
Jayce: I'm stuck in the bathroom.
Me: ?! What do you mean you're stuck in the bathroom?
Jayce: There's no more toilet paper!
Me: How long have you been in here?
Jayce: I don't know.


* It was soooo much fun helping Shortmama and her hubby celebrate their anniversary this past weekend. We got a little drunk. We laughed over things we don't even know why, for all we know all we had to do is look and each other and the laughter would pursue! I couldn't even get into my own truck after all was said and done, so I proceeded to sit on the step up and crack up. My dear husband had to literally pick me up and put me into the passenger seat. Happy anniversary tomorrow Shortmama!

* How is it that my house taxes went up, yet the value of my house plummeted? Ugh.

* Ever find yourself dancing around to the music while sitting in your chair typing up your post and realizing that you haven't been typing because you're too busy dancing around to the song? Ya, me neither!

Head on over to the Un Mom for some more randomness.

Friend Makin' Monday

So this week Amber wants to know...What are your hobbies and What do you wish that you knew how to do? I've participated in this for a little bit now..and realized that I have never commented on her posts before..how crazy is that?

So for the first question...What are my hobbies?

This social networking thing has turned into a hobby. I really enjoy the blogging experience and meeting new people. I just hopped onto the Facebook wagon too, and I find it rather addicting..this after it has taken me forever to decide to actually join in.

I love to scrapbook. I do this off and on..love doing something creative with all those memories.


Love taking pictures to preserve memories.

I have drawn a little...ok, a real little. But proud of the one masterpiece!



What do I wish I knew how to do?

Wish I knew how to draw better. Guess I could if I took the time to learn the tips and tricks. I absolutely love the amazing pencil drawings that I have seen.

I wish I could be a good dancer. I love music, so I wish I could move to it.

I wish I knew how to play the drums....love the beat of the drums.

Wish I knew how to find a money tree so I can do all the things I would like to do! Those trees don't grow here in AZ!

Dear Someone

Here are my dear someone letters a day later...

Dear Me,

Thank you for not passing out, crying or getting sick while getting my tattoo today. Thank you for deciding that it wasn't as painful as you feared it may have been on my upper back.

Woman who can now breath with relief
Me


Dear Everyone Waiting To See The Final Results Of The Tattoo,

Thank you for all of the "good luck" that I received. And thanks for being interested and excited for me! Here is the final result, and I might post another pic of it in about a month when it is completely healed and some of the gray has faded like it's supposed to. I'm eager to hear your comments on it, whether it is good or bad..I'm ok with it all.


Woman who appreciates the thoughts,
Rose


Dear Husband,

Thank you for making sure that I didn't take off my shirt to get the tattoo. Nope, I didn't...only for you honey!

Your loving wife,
Babe


Dear Amanda (aka Shortmama),

Thanks for doctoring me up after I got back home..even though the soap did burn...but the lotion felt wonderful! Make sure you have me scheduled in for the next two weeks for some more doctoring...I might be able to do it myself...but I like for you to do it better!

Your friend that adores you so,
Rose

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