September 30, 2008

Arguments with my brain

Brain: You have to call.

Me: I know.

Brain: You say that, but you're not going to call.

Me: Yes I am.

Brain: When?

Me: I need to try to prepare myself for it.

Brain: What the hell? Where has that gotten you in the past?

Me: Will you stop already?

Brain: No. I won't. You have let this go on for too long.

Me: I told you I KNOW that. I just have to make that decision on my own..

Brain: When? When they plop you into the ER again because of the excess stress this is bringing on?

Me: It's not the same thing and you know it.

Brain: I am well aware that it's not the same thing. But it's still not right.

Me: But what if.....?

Brain: You will find out the answers that you need. You know where to look. You will know if there is a problem. If there is, they can help you fix it.

Me: I can't. I'm not ready. I have to try things on my own. There are too many people counting on me right now. I can't take the chance of having to dessert them again.

Brain: Please. Don't wait. Give me a date. When will you call the doctor if it doesn't stop? And the folks that count on you? They'll be able to make it without you for a while, and that's even presuming it's a bad thing. Quit backing the hearse up to the door.

Me: Friday. I will call Friday.

Brain: Promise?

Me: I will try.

Brain: You know what you have to do. You know that you just have to accept it and do what needs to be done?

Me: Yes.

Brain: Then please, promise me.

Me: I can't. But I will try.

Brain: That's all I can ask.

Posted by Moogie at 6:04 PM | Comments (0)

September 28, 2008

Am I mean?

Text messaging with Chickie the other morning:

Me: Good morning sunshine! Happy Wednesday. We are half way there!

Her: Yay! Only 10 more days to go!

Me: I still don't have your list. :)

Her: Just an IPOD, and a card.

Me: But what kind? Color pref? Etc.

Her: Blue :)

Me: Yes, blue. But what is the name of the IPOD you want?

Her: Ipod nano, 3rd generation.

Me: Oh, and blue. :)

Her: Yep

Me: Ok, Blue Shuffle, got it.

Her: No. Ipod NANO 3RD GENERATION.

Me: What's that?

Her: What i want for my birthday!

Me: What do you want?

Her: Omg. a blue ipod nano, 3rd generation.

Me: What's that?

Her: Look it up.

Me: Look what up?

For some reason, she wouldn't answer my text messages any more. I wonder why?

Posted by Moogie at 5:37 PM | Comments (2)

Fiddle Faddle

It's been brought to my attention that I have been somewhat remiss in the posting department lately. I'm guessing that's a bit true, considering the date of my last entry, the cobwebs on the ceiling and the dust on the furniture. Things have been a bit hectic around here. Nothing out of the ordinary, but I felt that any family free time we had needed to be spent together, not with my nose mashed in front of a computer screen (because I forgot my glasses at work. Again.).

I do promise that I will try to post on a more regular basis, try being the key factor here. In the meantime, I feel it my duty to post a picture of my eldest daughter. It's one of my favorite self portraits that she has done. It's not the best quality, but my computer went belly up and I haven't uploaded my photo editing programs on the new one yet.

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September 3, 2008

Does this ever happen to you in the morning?

My comment on THIS? Is somebody watching me in the bathroom?

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I think I'm coming down with a cold, but hope I'm wrong. I've had a bit of a sore throat and cough for a couple of days and now my ear itches. Go figure. I'm holding off the worst of the symptoms with Ibuprofen so far. The allergies have been pretty intense around here because of all of the rain we've been having. The funny thing was, when I was young? I didn't suffer from allergies at all and now I'm taking medication for them. It seems that once I hit 40 years of age, everything started to fall apart or break. I guess I should be thankful that nothing has fallen off yet.

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Remember when I poured out my sole to you in this post? Murphy's Law much? Guess who decided she is going to stay in dance after all, at least for the moment? She came to me and said she is going to see how it goes and if it gets too tough to keep up, she'll drop a class or two. I think she missed it more than she thought she would. Leave it to Chickie to make a fool out of me. I should have learned by now, don't you think?

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I don't think I told you this but I received a Tom-Tom GPS for my birthday. I am excited beyond belief. I have to admit to you that I am the most directionally challenged person on the face of the earth. Of course I've named her Mandy. We are having a secret affair. Don't tell my husband.

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The progress reports came out today for both of the kids and I have to tell you that I was surprised. And proud. And really, really surprised. Especially with all that Chickie has gone through. She pulled it off. The kids never cease to amaze me at their ability to get through the tough times.

Meelie was having a really rough time with 5th grade in the beginning. I mean after all, they don't tell you what books or folders you need to take home! They make you write down your homework and don't remind you to do it! Can you imagine that? The poor child. She is so mistreated. I refuse to write her teachers any emails regarding this. If she doesn't write it down, she doesn't know what to do. Which means if she doesn't know what to do, she can't do her homework. If she doesn't bring her textbooks home, she can't do her homework. This results in her having to sit out the ENTIRE RECESS so that she can finish up. How horrible is it that I make her take responsibility for this? How horrible is it that I don't step in and help her out? Goodness, you would think that I was preparing her for higher grades or something. I should have never been a mom. She has told me several times that she is going to call the police because of it. There are days, when the whining, moaning and screaming JUST.DON'T.STOP, that I am tempted to hand her the phone.

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I leave you with "Classic Meelie." I hope you all have a wonderful evening. I look forward to your next visit.

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September 2, 2008

Raining Cats and Dogs?

Yikes...not looking too good here. Going to keep this short because I've got a bunch of stuff to do tonight before I go to bed.

Here is the latest on Hanna.

Hurricanes are so fickle. They can change directions in a matter of hours. It will be interesting to observe which way Hanna decides to travel. Apparently, the little Princess Hanna is making some folks nervous. Time will tell. After all, we were supposed to get hit hard by Fickle Fay. While we had a lot of rain and wind, things weren't too bad.

Watch this space for more info. In the mean time, I need to cook dinner and then go check out my flashlights and such. Just in case Hanna decides to come for an extended visit.

Or something...

Posted by Moogie at 7:14 PM | Comments (1)