My dearest daughter

Rosie turns 4!    It was four years ago today, at 8:04AM that I heard your first cries.  I shed a few tears myself, not from joy or sadness, but from sheer relief that you were okay.  You are the best part of the miracle that took place in my life (our lives) four years ago.  I love you, my precious Trinity Rose.


Muttering to myself…

  1. Traditional :: conservative 
  2. Popeye :: Olive Oil 😉
  3. Gin :: Juice
  4. Harsh :: cruel
  5. Topless :: where’s MY invitation?
  6. The thing :: over there, on your left…
  7. Defiant :: redheaded spirit
  8. Huge :: XXXL 🙂
  9. Food :: Drink
  10. Lenny :: Squiggy

Unconscious Mutterings

Thanks B…I think.

I was tagged by Silly Old Bear today, so you might say this is an obligatory post…

All right, here are the rules.

  1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
  2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
  3. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
  4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
  5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment on their blog telling them they’re tagged, and you read their blog.

**Please be warned, some of the information would be classified as TMI. **

That said, here we go:

1. My huband is my first lover.  He will be my last lover. *ahem*

2. I did not intend to give birth to any children, only adopt. (you’ve heard I have given birth to three little girls, right?)

3. I have sex toys hidden on a high shelf in my closet. (I hide them from the girls, not my DH)

4. On occasion, I have to re-wash laundry that sat for too long in the washer…

5. I have never given anyone (including my DH) a ‘happy ending’ after a massage 🙂

6.  My clothing is arranged in rainbow colors in my walk-in closet (RoyG.Biv)

7. My personal motto: Never put off until tomorrow what you can put off until the day after tomorrow! 😉

8. I am the only person in my house who knows how to load a dishwasher correctly.

Now I’m need to decide who I want to  hate me the most know more about:

1. Blue Sloth

2. Latte Man

3. DaPoppins

4. Sugar Mommy

5. Spilt Milk

6. Motherhood Project

7. Zhook

8. PixieMom

Unconcious Mutterings…

  1. Deputy :: Sheriff, Bob Marley
  2. Name :: Title
  3. Arrested :: Development 😦
  4. Trade :: Barter (with massage!)
  5. Old :: Silly Bear…
  6. Fingerprint :: Individuality
  7. Dwarf :: Sleepy, Happy, Dumpy, Gropey, Sleazy, Mashmouth, Jock…
  8. Newspaper :: print
  9. Gabriel :: Peter
  10. Certificate :: License

From Unconscious Mutterings.

My Resignation…

I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year-old again.

I want to go to McDonald’s and think that it’s a four star restaurant.

I want to sail leaves across a fresh mud puddle and make a sidewalk with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.

I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my sister on a hot summer’s day.

I want to return to a time when life was simple, when all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes; but that didn’t bother you because you didn’t know what you didn’t know and you didn’t care. All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.

I want to think the world is fair; that everyone is honest and good. I want to believe that anything is possible.

I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.

I want to live simply again.

I don’t want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.

I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, kind words, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.

So, here’s my checkbook and my car-keys, my credit card bills and my 401K statements.

I am officially resigning from adulthood. And if you want to discuss this further, you’ll have to catch me first, cause. . .

Tag! You’re it.”