August 18, 2014

Sometimes I'm a Bitch

Am I a bitch, or are you just annoying?

Of course I'd like to think that it's the latter.

If you're doing something that's irritating the hell out of me, aren't I within my rights to bite your head off?

No?

Oh c'mon!

I contend that we all have certain things -- perhaps more than a pet peeve -- that get under our skin, make us lose our cool, and we really don't think we should have to apologize for it.

August 15, 2014

3 Things I've Been Thinking About

Personal bloggers....we think people wanna know what's on our minds. I mean, that's why you're here, right?

One thing has been on my mind for over a week. One has been on my heart since the 11th. And the other just became a thing to chew on yesterday.

First, I experienced what Oprah would call (did she make it up or did she hear it somewhere...?) a "full circle moment" when I sent my kids to visit my mom in Lake Tahoe, just like I used to do three times a year, before moving to live with her, when I was a kid.


August 14, 2014

The View From Here: A Life Full of Awesome



I may have strong-armed this week's View contributor: Chrissy of Quirky Chrissy.

I say that because I went to the fabulous blogging group we're both a part of on Facebook
and whined asked for bloggers to sign up. She expressed interest, and then I
continued to nudge....and nudge....until she committed!

And, um, she wrote the perfect piece for this week.
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A Life Full of Awesome

You know how, as an adult, you covet the weekends even more than you did when you were a kid? And even more so, you covet the weekends that house your birthday? An unlucky leap year desperately close to your next weekend birthday aside, every 6th and 7th year, you get the joy of celebrating your birthday on a weekend night. No work the next day. No school the next day. Just you and your birthday. And possibly a hangover.

August 13, 2014

When Stress Gives Way to Relief

From February through July, for six months straight, life was one unending, head-spinning roller coaster.
  • Down: Mark's dialysis access clotted off and he had surgery to repair it.
  • Down: We got news that we were about to lose a chunk of our monthly income.
  • Up: I got to go on a cruise with my BFF to celebrate our birthdays, entirely her treat.
  • Up: Mark's dad visited him and the kids while I was away.
  • Down: Mark went to the ER for abdominal pain, fearing it was his appendix (it wasn't).
  • Up: Mark's mom and niece came for a visit. Thought mom might be moving up here.
  • Down: While MIL was here, Mark had to go to the ER twice because his new access was infected.
  • Down: Mark spent five days in the hospital for a new access surgery and infection treatment.
  • Down: While in hospital, doctors discovered sore on Mark's left big toe that looked pretty bad.
  • Up: Celebrated my 40th birthday a couple more times.
  • Down: Second access surgery yielded a weaker fistula which wasn't providing for adequate dialysis.
  • Down: AJ, Mark and I all got a nasty virus.
  • Up: Mark had an angiogram of his iliac artery, it was cleaned out and a stent was placed, allowing for better blood flow to his left leg.
  • Down: I had to go on antibiotics for a sinus infection.
  • Down: Initially seemed like the toe might get better, but it turned out to be too far gone and would need to be amputated.
  • Up: We finally received some money owed to us from two years ago that helped us greatly with Mark's leave of absence.
  • Up/Down: Mark had both his fistula reworked to be stronger and his toe amputated on the same day.
  • Down: He couldn't walk at all for at least a full month, meaning no working and needing lots of help, including me going to dialysis with him.
  • Up: Celebrated Camryn's 14th birthday.
  • Down: I had to take a second round of antibiotics for the sinus infection (say it with me class, stress much?)

August 11, 2014

The Time I Accidentally Pissed Off a Crazy Person at the Playground

The year I started blogging was the same year we bought our house: 2010. Spring, to be more specific. The weather was improving and the kids were playing outside a lot, especially when we were here painting before moving in.

As one of these pre-move-in days was winding down, I walked over to the neighborhood playground to get the kids.

AJ was only 4 years old (Camryn was 9 1/2) and not yet adept at sliding down the pole, so he asked for my help. Other little kids noticed a mom was helping with the pole and a line formed. So there I was, helping kid after kid slide down the pole....

Then there was this one little girl. And then her mother.

I wrote about this incident when my blog was a baby. It had a whopping 10 views, so I thought I'd refresh and re-share because it is something that still sort of bothers me, and I think about sometimes.


August 7, 2014

The View From Here: I Want to be a Monster


This week my BFF who runs a weekly recipe blog came to me saying:
"I have a submission for your guest series if you feel so inclined."

And I said YES, thankyouverymuch because I failed to have
anyone signed up for this first Thursday of August!
It's like she knew.

For future reference, you guys can totally hit me up like that.

Her name is also Jennifer and her blog is Mom Rocks Mealtime.
Her post for me, though, has nothing to do with food.
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I Want to be a Monster


The city in which I live, the town in which I was born, the place I have chosen to raise my children has turned into the Thunder Dome.

It all started a year, maybe two, ago when I noticed people no longer returned my smile and wave when I give them the right away to cross the one lane bridge by my house. Soon, that bridge was covered in graffiti.



August 6, 2014

6 Best Instagrams of July

Ohmigosh it's already August!

I really feel like July just whizzed by.
Could be why I kind of sucked at hitting all the Photo-a-Day prompts.

Never mind, I still had some wildly popular photos!

("Wildly popular" is subjective. Ahem.)

Instagram Hearts: July


Pretty sunrise on the way to dialysis with the husband.

August 4, 2014

Not My Favorite Cause

Finding a cure for Diabetes is not something I typically get fired up about.

I tend to feel bitter about the chances of anything ever actually happening on that front, so I choose to care about other, more tangible, things instead.

Then my daughter wrote a short essay on who her role model is. She named her dad, and that she'd like to do something to help find a cure for Diabetes. It made me think.

And my heart softened a bit. If my child cares about something, I do too. I can't not be supportive of my children's hopes and desires. "Supportive" is probably one of the top three things moms are.

I could never in good conscience squash Camryn's idea that she might be able to help in some way. I can't say, "There's no use, dear, it just won't happen. Forget about it."

You don't take away a person's HOPE, no matter what you think.