Bloodsuckers...

No this isn't about the super hot vampires from Twilight! Not that I made a paper countdown chain until the next movie comes out or anything but....

This is about a different kind of bloodsucker..the really gross kind.

Yes, I am talking about ticks....ugh just typing the word grosses me out!

Last week I found one on the dog...then I stepped on one in the downstairs bathroom! That bathroom looked like a crime scene straight out of a CSI episode! OMG it was nasty!

Then the next day I was talking to a client and felt something on the back of my head. Whatever it was wouldn't move. So thinking the kids somehow got gum in my hair I reached under my hair and yanked. Damn if i didn't pull a tick out of MY OWN HEAD! My client just stood there and then started laughing cause I was sooo freaked out.

I am about ready to cut down all the trees around my house and replace the grass with astro turf! I am normally not freaked out by bugs but when they are on me I cannot stand it! YUCK!

I had almost forgotten about it until my client forwarded me an article this morning... on "Safe Tick Removal"...the email only had a short note that read...."Thinking of you..."

HAHAHA. NOT!
Tahoe Girl

Penciled in...

When you have three kids you can't "make plans". I mean, you can, but inevitably something will happen, and you won't be able to attend. What is funny to me is that people don't understand this. They get so pissy when you have to change a lunch date or not attend a baby shower because your kid is throwing up or needs stitches or has a last minute project due. Do they not realize that we would love to have lunch and catch up with a friend over waiting in the ER for hours for a plastic surgeon to put three stitches in the kids forehead? I mean seriously people? Think about it! I would love a pedicure but the three little critters I created always seem to have a crisis when I am heading out the door!

The worst is when your dressed and ready to head to an afternoon of shopping with a girlfriend and the school shows up on your caller ID! The kids all seem to have a "mom is about to have fun without us" radar and they all of a sudden have a stomachache!

So the next time a friend with kids calls to cancel or change your plans go with it and be understanding. Actually you should be grateful it's not you with puke on your shoes! Cause you could be next!

Tahoe Girl

Unexpected Miracles...

Four years ago tonight I did not know that my whole world would be turned upside down in twelve short hours.

Four years ago tonight I was still only the mother or 2.

Four years ago tonight I did not know the biggest miracles can come in the tiniest of packages.

Tomorrow at 11:19am my baby will turn four.

Four years ago tomorrow I was blessed with the biggest miracle. Maxton was born 12 weeks premature weighing only 2.5 lbs.He was tiny and we were so scared for him. How could something that little survive in such a big world? He was screaming his head off when he was born even though they told me he wouldn't be able to breathe. He fought back with everything he had when they tried to do things to him when they said he was too little to fight. They called him a "wimpy white boy".

Well, this is my "wimpy white boy" four years later!

He is perfect in every way!

He is my miracle and reminds me of that everyday!

Happy 4th Birthday Monkey Doodle!

I love you more than I knew I could!

Love,

Mom

It happens...

You know the Sugarland Song "It Happens"? It talks about how sh*t just happens and you have to roll with it and keep a smile on your face. Yesterday was such a "it happens" sort of day I cannot help but laugh at myself.

Two thirds of the day went by just fine until I had to pick up Mini#1 and take him to baseball practice. I arrived at my mom's to pick him up practice clothes inhand....then I realized I forgot his cleats. No big deal he can practice in tennis shoes. Then I realized I forgot his bat bag and equipment. CRAP! Luckily Titan Boy was home and met us at practice with the bag. We were only five minutes late....until Mini#1 pointed out I also forgot his belt and everytime he runs his pants fall down. DOUBLE CRAP! Quick thinking reminded me I had a belt on...so he runs off to practice ten minutes late wearing a pink and green alligator ribbon belt! (He rolled his eyes at me and said "I really hope my friends don't see this!")

As he runs off I yell, "I will pick you up at 7 pm."

Fast forward one hour...

My cell rings and it's the coach..."Are you coming to get Mini#1? Cause practice ends a 6:30. It was supposed to start at 5 not 5:30....."

I just start laughing and tell him I am on my way!

See I told you, somedays "It Happens"!

Enjoy your weekend,
Tahoe Girl