Thursday, March 27, 2008


So, things have been rectified, to a degree.

I'm not angry at anyone, but I'm still just deflated as to why it is that a male lacks the ability to figure it out sometimes. NO, I don't expect you to read my mind, but if I spend any amount of time with you I have come to the conclusion that you are not an idiot. In fact, I probably find you as a superior type of person loaded with common sense - otherwise, I would not waste my time on you. The thing I hate the most is when a person lacks the ability to anticipate and diffuse. Whatevs... All is not lost and hopefully next time he will be equipped with the human reaction instead of the fucked up asstard male response. Of course, if there is a next time I'll likely roast him and feed him to the cats, so let's hope for the best.

In medical news we found our 6 year old to have the need for a Mastoidectomy. This is the removal of portions of bones from the middle ear due to negative ear pressure and the fact that her ear drum is being sucked inside her head. OUCH, it sounds painful yet she has never once complained of ANY ear pain or problem. We went in based on pediatrician findings and it is much worse than expected. We are getting a second opinion before opting for this surgery as she will have to be generally anesthetized (a.k.a. mommy loses her mind). I need to stop reading about this stuff online until I know for sure because it is stressing me out completely. While this was in the past a pretty routine treatment (before antibiotics) it still freaks me out to no end. I'll be curled up in the corner chewing on my hair if she has to go under.

I'm off to an art exhibit. While others I know travel to foreign countries to visit cultural museums (multiples in one day), I have the artist right here in my own home. My oldest has her own masterpiece featured in the Administration Building in DOWNTOWN smallville. An exhibit for exceptional young artists. I haven't seen the piece as of yet, but I'm told by the artist that it is "Hamburger Bliss". Photos to follow, I'm certain.....

Wednesday, March 26, 2008


Yesterday, March 25, was a very significant day for me. First and foremost it was the birthday of my first child. Not to steal her thunder, but the day represents my hard work and I believe that mothers should get presents on their kids birthdays, but that is another blog line for another day......

Memories of 11 years ago came flooding back as we celebrated her special day. I remember the significant range of feelings I experienced in a short amount of time. The excitement of knowing it was going to happen finally!, the anticipation of seeing this little person who's been kicking me for months, the utter FEAR of the unknown (I skipped childbirth class), the stress of not knowing what was about to happen to me, the embarrassment of a host of people looking up my ass (I'm a VERY private type), the exhaustion, then the PAIN (which, no, I haven't forgotten), the relief that I survived, the JOY and the LOVE that washed over at the sight of my child and then the panic of realization that she was not OKAY, the fright, the worry and the confusion of not understanding what was wrong with her (turns out she had Strep in her blood, a serious condition, but she ended up fine), the turmoil of having her whisked away, not to be touched again for 3 days!!, the shock of realization that I AM A PARENT, what have I done??!!, the admiration of my partner in a new light - he's a DAD, and the finalization of happiness and satisfaction that I AM A MOM and I've done something wonderful with my partner and she's beautiful and will no doubt be the light of the world. WHEW, what a day....

Yesterday was also a very significant day as someone very significant in my life made me feel more INSIGNIFICANT than I have ever felt in my life. You think you know someone and then in one instance a person can surprise you like never before. Anger can rear it's ugly head and cause an otherwise sane and gentle person to become a monster. Someone who I love and who I thought I understood has disappointed me to the n'th degree. The range of feelings I experienced yesterday from this were, at first, my own anger at the reaction I received from him. The reality of the situation was that he was mad at something else completely and he full on unloaded it on me. And in a horrible and ugly way. And not in private. And now I feel completely small and insignificant. You see, I get mad and I get mad pretty often. I don't have a lot of patience for the plethora of stupid and inconsiderate people that I manage to interact with on a daily basis. YES, I can act bitchy about it, but to a degree I can realize who caused the anger and definately WHO DID NOT. I also have a huge feeling about private discussions, and I believe that there is a time and a place for disagreement and it is not while other people are around that are not involved. If you want to piss me off to no end, then please try to argue with me in public - I'm likely to rip your head off. Not really, I'm likely to get as far away from you as possible and continue the discussion later, in private. At any rate, I was treated like I never thought I would be treated, and in public no less. I would not stand for it in private, however, in public just drives the nail all the way through for me. I have been humiliated.

I want to be angry, but I just can't. I'm just not sure what I feel, but it is horrible. I have no idea how to rectify this situation and while he realizes that what went down was bad and should not have happened, I don't feel like he understands how horrible I feel it was. There have been a few opportunities to discuss this since yesterday and he hasn't taken any of them. I just feel so upset that this has not been addressed, while I know he realizes it was bad, wouldn't anyone want to fix it?? If I screwed up that bad, I couldn't sleep until I rectified it. How is it that you think you know someone, a friend of so many years, and you just.really.don't? How is it that you think someone knows how you tick, someone who's been there for so long, and they just.really.don't?

It was a joyous day - HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANS!! And pathetic day, I feel like a nothing to someone whom I thought I was important to.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Big Hair Photo

Please read...BIG HAIR post.

Big hair

I suck at blogging, I think of all these clever things I could post about, but when it is time to get it on the keyboard it just doesn't come out.

This is the way I am in person as well. I think of what I could say, but rarely do I ever actually say it. I'm pretty quiet I suppose which is why I even surprised myself this past weekend by organizing and leading a women's retreat for our church.

We had a great weekend in the North Georgia mountains at a conference center and the weather was surprisingly beautiful. It's been so cold lately, but we actually had temperatures in the 70's and so we could enjoy the outdoor beauty around us. It was really nice.

I organized the whole event, chose the place/date/food and special speaker. It all came together really well and for once I was pretty impressed with myself. Our speaker only covered one session which left 3 other sessions wide open for volunteers. Did anyone volunteer? Of course not!! I had plenty of help with all the fun stuff and decoration, but when it came to the serious issues there was not one person to step in. SO, I bit the bullet and covered all three sessions myself. I was a basketcase to say the least, but in all the anonymous evaluations of the weekend I would say that I did a good job AND I seemed to get through to quite a few people.

One of the sessions worked well with using an embarrassing personal experience. I chose to share with everyone how I melted my Maid of Honor dress on the morning of my dearest and best friend's wedding, whom I might add is a strict perfectionist. It all turned out fine in the end, minus the gaping hole on the side of my dress, but I managed to cover it well. She did not notice until the end of the wedding. Anyhoo, in order to elaborate on this very special friendship of mine I chose to share some photos of me and my best friend. We've been friends since high school ( my only connection left to high school ) and we've been through alot. I used the photos to show that our friendship has survived many fashions, boys and hairstyles and I just thought this picture was hilarious. I barely remember having it made, but I came across it and about laughed my ass off. I do believe my hair is no less than 6 inches tall. So, I'm now sharing it with you, just to hopefully give you a laugh. (BUT BLOGGER IS NOT UPLOADING IT!!) I'll try again.

Have a great day and know, that if you read this, I would love to hear from you!! My blogosphere is pretty much like Mars - no activity!!