Well. Hmmm…

It’s December 22, 2012.


Who’da thunk it?

Since the world didn’t end and we’re all still kicking, here’s a small list of reasons why I’m super happy those Mayans were full of poop:

  1. I have a full freezer and well stocked pantry. I hate to waste food…
  2. I haven’t eaten nearly enough Christmas cookies yet…
  4. I’m still waiting to hear Peanut properly enunciate my name…
  5. I can’t watch “It’s a Wonderful Life” or “The Christmas Story” until Christmas Day and I need me some George Bailey and Ralphie….

She’s filling in a spot I missed…


















Captain America made me go to the Mall on Thursday….*shudder*. While there I went in a kids clothing store called “Childrens Place”, Peanut needs a better winter coat so I figured one more gift wouldn’t hurt….a half hour later I had a bag laden with the required coat plus matching snow pants, a hat, 2 pairs of pants, and 4 shirts…..

I have a sickness. It’s called Suckaforcutenesmaticulitis.

It’s incurable…

Merry/Happy Christmas Eve Eve Eve!




Peanut conquers Captain America…

Fire me….

I forgot my camera when I went to pick the Seattle Babies up from the airport.

I know….

The day went something like this: Unable to sleep, crazed with excitement I awoke before the Butt-crack of dawn yesterday. I texted Vivi and received the happy news that they were standing in the check-in line at the Seattle/Tacoma airport for their early morning flight home, expected arrival to Mama: 1:15 p.m…..

Approximately a half hour later I get a follow up text. Informing me that their 6 a.m. flight has been cancelled and they are now booked on a 9 a.m. flight. Why you ask?? Cuz the friggin crew didn’t show up. For real. That was the lame ass excuse offered up by the airline….new estimated time of arrival to now slightly pissed off Mama: 4:30 p.m.


So we chat a bit in an effort to keep boredom from setting in and as I’m simultaneously facebooking I see a post from my Niece in Denver saying “YAY! Snowing!!”….In Denver….where the kids are flying into before making a connecting flight to Rapid City….Soon after I get this update from Vivi: “Flight delayed until 9:40 a.m. due to air traffic back ups above Denver airport. Good news? Arrival time here is not affected….


At 10:20 a.m. I receive this text: “Boarding!”….finally. Next text is “In Denver!” at 1:24 p.m…..connecting flight departure time 3:50 p.m.

So around 3ish I head to town to pick up Peanutย  from daycare because there’s no way I can go pick up her Auntie and Unca without her! I swear to God as I’m pulling out of the parking lot I get this text: “Flights been delayed until 4:17 p.m.” …CRAP. I decide that in that case I have time to run an errand before heading to the airport….I’m almost to the airport when I get an update “Flight now delayed until 4:30″….

I figure, well…..Peanut and I will just entertain ourselves a little longer. It’ll be ok…..arrival time now 5:30ish. Peanut’s Mommy gets off work and gets to the airport to find her Daughter charming the pants off all the other people stuck waiting for this flight from Denver as well as passengers trying to get to Denver who’s flights are delayed…2 different Grandpa-type gentlemen have given chocolate candy to the Baby in the white sweater (clearly Grandpa’s haven’t a clue how much a one year old drools when they eat. Candy went into Grammy’s diaper bag unbeknownst to Baby). Soon after we hear an announcement saying “For those of you waiting on the arrival of United flight blah blah blah from Denver that plane is now in the air and is estimated to be arriving at 5:47″….


They finally arrive, Peanut completely bypasses her Auntie and heads straight to her Unca whom she’s not seen since she was 6 weeks old, little chubby arms stretched upward to him. He picks her up, she wraps her arms around his neck, lays her head on his shoulder where she remains for quite some time. Unca is putty in her tiny little hands…

As he should be…

Poor Auntie was chopped liver for a while….maybe Peanut will make it up to her today!


Baby-tushy-in-jammies….YOU’RE WELCOME!


















Something’s just missin’….

The best thing I’ve gained from writing a blog is new friends…

Everyday I’d go read their newest posts, leave goofy (or supportive) comments and they’d visit mine and do the same. It was fun, hell sometimes it was the highlight of my day. It felt like I’d found my own version of the “Ya-Ya Sisterhood”.

The past few months however have not been kind to a couple of my Ya-Ya’s and they’ve pretty much stopped writing, and visiting. I miss them….I worry about them…and think of them daily.

I hope the Holidays are kind to them, I really hope life starts being kind to them…

Y’all did such a bang-up job sending prayers/happy thoughts/magic get well juju for my Captain America that I’m hoping you’ll do the same for my Ya-Ya’s. In return, if there is anyone in your life who could use another prayer offered up on their behalf just let me know, I’ll be on it.

Here’s my latest offering of Christmas cheer to (hopefully) put a smile on y’alls face:
















My fridge is stocked, the house is clean, dogs are groomed and smelling good, there’s fresh linens on the spare bed….I’m as ready as I can be for my Seattle Babies to get here, and IMPATIENTLY WAITING! Just a few more hours….



1. Captain America was released from the hospital Saturday evening and today was cleared for travel by his Dr!! YIPPEE! This makes me giddy!

2. Remember this panic attack?? Well I’M DONE! All gifts made, all stocking stuffers purchased, all gifts wrapped, all holiday baking finished! Cuz dammit, I ROCK…

3. I finally kicked the cold bug’s ass…(for the most part) but now I’m afraid Hubs is getting it which means I’ll have it back in a week or so….

4. I think my stalker is dead. Haven’t seen or heard her in weeks, she might have gotten hit by a car (not mine, I SWEAR) as she had started chasing them. I’m not kidding…the damn turkey was running after cars like she was gonna attack them on Halloween, Hubs witnessed it. I wouldn’t lie bout such a thing….embellish? Yes, but not lie.

5. In case you need reminding, our Peanut is cuter than ever. And to prove it, every post between now and Christmas will feature a Santa Baby Peanut picture!

Here’s today’s:



And now I have to go get the spare bedroom ready for the Kids arrival day after tomorrow!


What would you give?

The gun control wars are raging more heatedly than ever…

I’ve been held at gunpoint twice during robberies at 2 different work places, both times by an asshole with a hand gun and I’m here to tell ya I was lucky that the motivation was merely greed. If it had been a need to die immortalized as the face of evil as is the case with these mass-murdering shooters, well….I wouldn’t be here to open up this debate now would I? I truly believe until you have stared down the barrel of gun pointed at your head you lack a critical bit of perspective….

In my humble opinion, here’s the question every single American citizen (gun owning or not) needs to ask themselves and answer honestly:


What if a gunman walked into YOUR Kid’s school? YOUR local mall where your teenager hangs out? The theater where YOUR Child/Husband/Wife/Mother/Father/Sister/Brother went to see a movie?? WHAT WOULD YOU GIVE UP THEN???

Our forefathers wrote the Right to Bear Arms into our Constitution at a time when the firearm of the time was a muzzle loading flintlock musket. I do not believe they ever envisioned the technology that would enable everyday citizens to own guns that could fire a kajillion rounds per minute when they included that in our list of inalienable rights. Our weapons have changed dramatically, I think our laws giving us the right to own said weapons should reflect that….

Do I think a ban on guns is the answer? NO. Because good luck rounding up the 300M plus guns currently in circulation. And Ive heard the argument repeatedly that people hell bent on a shooting rampage will obtain the guns they want, and I get that. Here’s what I do think needs to happen though before ANYONE is allowed to purchase a gun, not only for the person applying for gun ownership but for every person over the age of 10 sharing the home of purchaser:

  1. Everyone trying to purchase a gun needs to undergo a thorough background check.
  2. A drug screen.
  3. A psych evaluation.
  4. They should be able to demonstrate a legit need for the weapon.
  5. Without a doubt a lengthy and mandatory gun safety class should be required.
  6. I think their friends/family and co-workers should be interviewed to testify on the mental competency of applicant and others residing in the home.
  7. A home inspection to verify a safe storage location for the gun and ammo.
  8. A basic intelligence test needs to be passed. (because let’s be honest here, there’s a whole lot of gun owners who are too damn stupid to be able to own a gun such as the fool who shot and killed his own son in the parking lot of a pawn shop a few weeks back with a rifle he’d been trying to sell. Because he didn’t realize there was a round in the chamber. Seeย  requirement #5)

If even some of these things had been done, the Connecticut shooter wouldn’t have been able to use the guns legally purchased by his Mother to murder 20 first graders.

Would these highly invasive measures be an infringement of peoples Civil rights? You’re damn skippy it would…and if making it harder to buy a gun keeps even one out of the hands of a messed up person and prevents the senseless slaughter of any more innocent people then I’ll gladly give up some of my Civil rights, hell I’ll give up the ability to own a gun that’s only used to fill my freezer with venison and I’ll sleep with a good old fashioned Louisville Slugger under my pillow in case of intruder….

That’s the other argument; the right own a gun as a way to protect and defend our homes and families. Personally I feel the protection argument is somewhat invalid; responsible gun owners keep their guns locked up so tight to prevent accidents that by the time you’re awakened by an intruder, get to the gun safe, unlock it, load the weapon and go find the intruder you and your family are probably toast anyway or you’ve scared the intruder off with all the racket you’re making. You’re better off with a deftly thrown Ninja star kept in the night table drawer. Or a dog…

The one thing I heard on the news that really struck a cord with me was the statement “This is the worst Elementary School shooting in US history”….Not, “This is the FIRST Elementary School shooting in US history”….When we have multiple statistics on mass shootings in our Elementary Schools (or schools in general) then we have a far more serious problem in this country than the right to own a gun….

So what does need to happen?

Maybe stiffer punishment for convicted criminals is the deterrent needed. Maybe making ammunition harder to get would help, it’s worked in other countries. Certainly there’s a need to focus on better understanding and treatment of mental illness. It’s still a stigma in this country and those suffering from it are made to feel alienated and misunderstood. Maybe educating people on how to detect the warning signs of mental instability is needed….MAYBE we need to start teaching our kids that violence doesn’t solve problems, and hate kills. I don’t know….

No one has all the answers, but without a doubt the citizens of this country have to band together and help come up with a plausible and workable solution to the problem regardless of our personal opinions on gun control and then bombard our elected officials with our ideas until they get a friggin’ clue. Call your Congressmen, Senators, all the officials you helped to elect, write them letters, bombard them with emails. You chose them to make decisions on your behalf, MAKE THEM LISTEN AND UNDERSTAND YOUR VIEWS otherwise what the hell are they good for???