Waiting for spring to come

I have an amaryllis, white and pink striped, that has been flowering for weeks. It has another bud which has yet to open. I have another amaryllis, red, which isn’t flowering yet either. I got this one two years ago.

Last year I planted it in a huge pot and put it outside for its summer holiday. In October, before frost, I bought it inside, took it out of the pot and stored it in a bag filled with perlite; the leaves turned brown and it went dormant. In January I repotted it and put it beside a sunny south window, soon it was pushing out leaves and sent up a stalk with a large bud.

These bulbs can be forced indefinitely, all they need is water since all their nutrients are stored in the bulb. Downstairs I setup a miniature nursery. I have planted tomatoes and flowers which are growing in their pots under a grow light. I need to buy another since they will soon be outgrowing their tiny pots. I still have other seeds to plant, probably at the end of March.


When Buddy’s sick, Everyone Suffers!


Sorry I’ve been a big fat slacker on my blog recently.  Life has a way of kicking you right in the ass from time to time; and right now is one of those times for me.

Buddy’s been under the weather for about 3 weeks now – which hasn’t exactly been helping out with his behavior issues at school – which also has me frustrated beyond belief – And to top it off; 3 nights ago, whatever bug he’s been flirting around with decided to rage into full destructo-mode.

So unfortunately for Buddy (and everyone else in the house), sleep has been hard to come by.  Combine all that with a few extra lbs and WTF zits on my face and I’m in one hot funk of an emotional mess right now.

Buddy getting sick comes as no surprise though as this is the usual time of year the shit storm begins.   To put it mildly… winters straight up suck balls in our house!


Cookin Baby! My (not so) Wordless Wednesday!

This pic of Buddy taken a few years back is one of my all time favs!

I actually hesitated to post this for two reason.  One, I don’t want anyone thinking I’m some sort of sickie who posts nudie toddler pics… And secondly, I don’t want some sickie using my pic of Buddy to…well, you know.  *I’m kind of a weirdo like that.  I’m always think I’m gonna be stalked! Not that I’m stalk worthy, but hey… you never know!  Maybe there’s some creepo out there who digs chicks with saggy boobs and hairy chins.  It’s possible!*

So anyway, in an effort to prevent the FBI from knocking down my door I’ll tell you the story behind this super adorable photo of Buddy!


On a side note – let me tell you how “thrilled” this pic made Daddy and PawPaw!  By the very next morning Buddy had a brand new Black & Decker Power Tool Junior Workshop waiting for him in his playroom assembled and ready to go!

So anyway, here’s how this went down…


My (not so) Wordless Wednesday! Damn You Autocorrect Edition

Every so often (when I’m not wiping butts, feeding mouths, cleaning my house (Ha! What?), farting around in the blogosphere and twitterville, grocery shopping, etc.etc.) I’ll swing by www.damnyouautocorrect.com for a good laugh.  And if I happen to stumble across one that gets me rolling… obviously I have to save that awesomeness for some LOLz down the road.

So today, I thought I’d share some of that LMAO hilariousness with you for My (not so) Wordless Wednesday!

When I read this one I was sitting in the waiting room of a doctors office.
I had laughed so hard (forgetting where I was at) pretty much every
single person in the place shot a glare my way.
“Dude… Relax!  It’s not like we’re sitting in church!”


I Don’t Love Equally, I Love Differently!

Becky_TGIF-1-1-1-1-1As I was making my rounds today through Google Reader attempting to catch up on all my fav blogs I’ve been neglecting all week long, I came across a post from Alexis over at Troublesom Tots that really got my attention and got me to thinking. I know!… me thinking … scary, right?!

Anyway, In her witty and amusing way she tackles the idea of sibling favoritism in her post titled Mommy Loves You Best. Not You, The Other One. {That title made me giggle} It’s a great read – you should go check it out. After you’re done reading (and then commenting on) mine of course! 😉

She discusses the taboo topic of: Is it possible for a parent (or parents) to love one child more? Believe it or not, according to scientific studies many parents do in fact exhibit a preference for one child over the other. Crazy… right?!

Well, of course after reading this I instantly started thinking – Do I love one more than the other??



I Wanna Give A HUGE Shout-Out To…


For the second week in a row I’m linking up with Stasha at The Good Life for Monday Listicles. Ado from over at The Momolog chose the super fun topic this week – Family Tree.

And I actually have it together enough this week to link up on time!…on Monday! Never mind that it’s Monday evening…It’s freakin Monday! Yayy me!! {pat-pat on the back!}

It’s not that I don’t love my family {cuz I do… 99% of the time}; but this week I decided to put a little spin on the topic and list 10 Amazing Mommy Bloggers who have really been there to help me get my mommy-bloggin feet off the ground.


Adult Education Sucks!

Wow, today has been hectic and I’ve not even been at work. Last night I went to bed fairly early because I had some sorting out to do with the bank.0007 GI_57449245 Why? Because I’m an idiot.

I managed to pay my monthly credit card bill twice for some reason and normally I wouldn’t care, because hey, that balance needs to be cleared. But it’s August people. I don’t have the money to be paying for things twice right now – places to go, people to see.

So being the idiot that I am, I groveled to the bank, and they told me to ring back first thing today to get the second payment recalled. And this is why I went to bed early last night so that I could be up at 9 am to beg the bank for my money back.

After 2 minutes on the phone, the cash was back in my account. OK, well that was easy. Now do my homework, I need to get that GED! Fortunately, I take these prep classes, thank God! But I still need to learn of course and it’s a lot, check it yourself. 


A Mother’s Touch

images (9)When I was a little girl, one of my favorite things was when my mother would play with my hair. Just her touch would feel better than anything I knew in my life. I never forgot that feeling. As I grew up and moved away from home, I always yearned for it.

Later in life, during my visits home, I would seek an opportunity to lay my head in her lap hoping that she would just stroke my hair for a few minutes. Her touch still felt comforting in an indescribable way and would take me back to those moments in my childhood.

My mother never knew how powerful those touches were or how they comforted me like a warm blanket throughout my life.


The Art of Gratitude

“Now and then it’s good to pause in the pursuit of happiness and just be happy.”

The past couple of months have been filled with uncertainty; several life changes including a cross-country move, a new job, and exploring life in a big city have contributed to an emotional rollercoaster. This past week, everything came to a head as I began to experience a prolonged attack of stress-induced nausea and loss of appetite.

After feeling crummy for a couple of days, I caught myself getting wrapped up in feeling sick. I took a moment to pause and think about all of the things I’m thankful for.

My loving family, amazing husband and kids, thoughtful friends, watching the sunrise, and the opportunity to explore a new city all immediately came to mind.


I learned a lot from Tom Hanks and Shelley Long

The weather, as of late, has really sucked the life out of the whole house selling/buying process. Seems nobody wants to bundle up to brave sub-zero temperatures and troop through several feet of snow to come check out our digs, and I don’t blame ‘em, seeing as I don’t want to reach out the front door and grab the mail let alone go look at houses.

But this weekend saw the temperature hovering around the -10 mark (as opposed to -25), so we jumped on the opportunity to have an open house. After we got home from swimming lessons yesterday morning we put Oliver to bed, set Julia up with a snack and a movie and got our cracker asses to work making the house look less like a barn and more like a desirable single-family dwelling.

We left armed with juice-filled sippy cups, various Ziploc baggies full of dry cereal, small change for coffee and a list of open houses that we wanted to hit ourselves.