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March 5th, 2010

Family of Four Eyes

Madi is feverish and I am too but not the same sort.  She has a real fever and I have the kind where you dream of being outside in the sunshine that decided to show itself for the first time in I don’t know when.  So we are staying inside on a nice day so that she can break her fever.  I ran to the  movie store and grabbed 6 movies, Ryen ran to Subway to get a quick dinner for all of us and we will stay inside and hope that tomorrow the fever is gone.  The weekend is supposed to be really nice and I had ideas of frolicking in the sunshine, camera in hand.  I don’t think it is happening and that is ok.  That is what we do as parents, right?  We say its okay because they are more important and there is nothing worse than watching your child hurt.

But one thing we have to do tomorrow (unless she is running a fever) is get glasses.  Both of us – Me and Madi.  I know I need glasses and I haven’t even had my eyes checked yet.  I am getting old indeed.  My eyesight is causing horrible headaches that make me pray for permanent darkness to make the pain go away.  I am hoping the glasses help.  Ryen is REALLY hoping the glasses help.  I know he is just as sick of them as I am.  He is patient but he hates seeing me in pain and I hate ruining everyone’s day/night/weekend.  Madi needs glasses to read.  I knew this last year when I had her eyes checked but the Optometrist suggested I wait another year before spending the money on lenses because he knew her eyesight would change (get worse?) and he didn’t want me to spend the money and have to return in 6 months for new lenses.  So we are getting glasses.  The three of us will be wearing glasses.  A family of four eyes!  Yippppeee!  :)

And because Madi’s fever required lots of attention, I am sort of spent.  So I am ending this post with a simple YIPPPEEE~!  SUBWAY SANDWICHES are here!  I am hungry, so let’s eat.  Sorry, I didn’t get enough for the internet but YUM – It smells so good.  It’s the little things people!  I hope your weekend is filled with sunshine and regular bodily temperatures.

February 5th, 2010

Open letter to 2009

Regarding 2009

To Whom it May concern:

I am not sure if this is the correct department (do years have departments) or if I should address the months separately voicing my specific complaints for said month.  If that is the case, please make copies and pass out to the other months, most of you sucked so badly I feel you owe me that much.  I have several issues with you and was told by your older brother 2010, that I should contact you with a list of complaints and then move on.  Because 2010 has assured me that it is going to be better.  All the months are planned out with FUN moments and I have been assured that I won’t remember the bad moments you gave me by the time June rolls around.  June has some big plans for me so you can suck it June 2009.

2010 is all about lists – Life lists, to-do lists, packing lists, things I will need for that photography class list etc. So twenty-Ten (he likes to be called that, Yo!) suggested I purge my list of bad things you did to me.  Yes I am still talking to you 2009!  So here goes, take note of my complaints and do with them what you will.  Which I have been warned is probably going to be NOTHING because you are retired now and why would you care that you provided anyone bad yearly services?  Hopefully you won’t get all catty by chasing twenty-ten around claiming that I need to repeat some of these things because I didn’t do them right the first time or some crazy shit like that.

2009 “You did me wrong” list:

My Dad was very sick during most of your watch and suddenly your brother comes along and he si doing better.  I find this suspicious.

Chris and I had been separated and it just so happens that our divorce was final in 2009.  It is only fitting since you provided a lot of unhappy times maybe it was a theme year and you forgot to tell everyone else.

I met Ryen at the beginning (the one good thing you had going for you) and it was almost like you decided that meeting Ryen was such a great thing I shouldn’t be allowed anything else of the good karma variety in 09.  Whatever 2009 – we are still together and 2010 is taking us to a weekend getaway which is something you could never manage to do during the entire 12 months you were calling the shots.  There were plenty of chances but you came up short every single time.  Shame on you for not trying harder.

Laid off from my all time favorite job.

Laying off my friends which in turn caused great concern for those friends.  I lost sleep over this 2009 – you disgust me!

Finding me the best job in the pay area only to find out that I am working with robots.  Do you have any idea what this is like?  Imagine working in a building with hundreds of people, none of those people have personalities which mean they never talk to you unless it is work related and they don’t get me or my sense of humor.  This is a problem.  I complained about this and YOU 2009, did nothing to fix it but 2010 has already improved the situation to a point that it is now tolerable and dare I say I like my job.  And yet you couldn’t make it tolerable enough to get me through a week without tearful moments.  Are you proud of yourself?  Do you like to make children cry too?  How can you sleep at night?

Well none of that matters does it 2009?  I ended this contract and moved on.  Couldn’t have come at a better time.  Of  course I haven’t done my taxes yet but after that, I mean it, WE ARE OVER!

PS – 2010 says that your brother 2008 was way better than you and I have to agree.  I mean come on – YOU KILLED THE KING OF POP!

Good-bye 2009 ~ You were really no more than a one night stand that ended up forwarding your mail to my house without my knowing it.  By the time I realized how bad you were for me it was too late so I was stuck with you until your (much cuter) older brother showed up to haul your ass to the archives where you belonged all along.  I do feel a little bad for you though.  It seems that your younger brother 2008 made off with all your money and that does excuse some of your mistakes but lets face it – you really screwed up when you messed with my Dad.  Don’t let your older brother make the same mistake.  I won’t be this nice next time around.

November 30th, 2009

Giving Thanks

Wow!  It’s the end of November already?  Really?  Where are the pictures of Madi in her Goth Halloween costume?  The pictures of Taylor’s last football game where we all ran onto the field in the mud and rain to celebrate?  The pictures of Ryen and Madi with the Mentos geyser, the pictures of Dexter in a dress?  Where?  Still in the camera because I had no idea that time could go so fast.  Some day I will get around to posting all of those pictures but for now I am just having fun living these moments.

This year has been good to me and I am thankful.  And since it is three days past Thanksgiving I thought it was fitting to write about how thankful I am.  A few years ago I was in a dark place, bad job, depressing to be around and just about as negative as a person can be.  ON A DAILY BASIS!  Yes, I was the girl that people avoided at parties because SHE HAS NOTHING POSITIVE TO SAY!  I was the real life Debbie Downer!  But these days are oh so much better.

Although there is a job situation that I don’t like to speak of, I have a job and for that I am thankful.  It’s a good job, salary speaking, yet that is really all there is to speak about.  It pays the bills and now let’s move on shall we.  See that?  I didn’t complain and go on and on and on about how much I….see?  I think it is meaningless to elaborate.  On to the good stuff!

Madi lost her first tooth!  And she pulled it out herself!  And when I say she lost it?  She really lost it!  Gone.  Can’t find it.  She lost it so good that it might be in an0ther state.  And then I cried.  I am not sure why but this made me cry and I mean REALLY cry.  I am getting choked up about it now so wait while I get a tissue…Sniff!  This is where I take time out to blame Chris and myself at the same time.  That seems fair.  But don’t get me wrong – this is still the good stuff.  This is what life is about.  The sad at the moment but funny in a year or two kind of moment.  Back to the story…

Chris wasn’t supposed to pick Madi up until Monday (11/23) but I got some kind of swine, feline, bovine flu and thought it was not wise to expose Madi right before Thanksgiving.  They were going to be traveling and I didn’t want to expose the entire family to whatever it was that I had.  My fault for getting sick and of course she lost her tooth on Sunday night.  She called to tell me and I was surprised because I didn’t think the tooth was leaving anytime soon.  It was loose but I thought it would hang around for a while longer.  Wrong!  So let’s mark this event right now shall we?  Madi lost her first tooth (lower right front) on Sunday November 22 at approximately 6 pm while eating a grapefruit.

Now let’s talk about Chris…just to be fair.  I begged and pleaded and reminded and pleaded while begging some more “Please don’t lose her tooth!”  And what did he do?  He up and lost her tooth.  So I picked her up tonight, squealed when I saw that little gap where her baby tooth used to be and asked to see the tooth.  I sensed some panic from both of them and I KNEW!  I KNEW THE TOOTH WAS GONE.  I knew it before they started looking.  And then I cried.

I cried because the tooth fairy does not just fly to your house for an IOU.  She needs some proof and the empty spot in your mouth is not proof enough.  I mean what is she supposed to do, pry the sleeping child awake, force her to open her mouth so she can count her teeth?  And how is she supposed to keep track of the teeth?  For all she knows you are just trying to milk another fifty cents from a tooth you lost and collected on 3 weeks ago.  Yes it is silly, I cried.  I am hoping the tooth turns up somewhere.

In other news, Taylor is 18.  An adult.  Hang on while I get another tissue.  This is weird for me and exciting and a little sad.  Bitter sweet.  He is no longer the little Tay-Tay and hasn’t been for a long time.  But to think that college is looming just around the corner makes me want to spend as much time with him as I possibly can.  I have a feeling (just a feeling) that he will be leaving, like REALLY leaving for college.  Maybe a college that is not within driving distance and I am scared.  We have been so close for so long I can’t fathom how this will change my life.  People reading this (not sure there are any people reading this, I just picture imaginary people – and they all look like Morgan Freeman), they may think that statement is strange but I am very involved in Taylor’s life.  I have to schedule my weeks with both Madi and Taylor in mind.  I do this because that is the way it has always been.  This is his last year of high school and that makes it all the more important for me to be there.  I see big things for this kid.  I am already so proud of him for who he is and what he has accomplished.  And yet I know there is so much he is going to do with his life.  He is just that kind of person.  But I know the chances are he will be preparing for that life further away from me than he has ever been.  So instead of being a Debbie Downer, I am going to drive to as many events of his that I can manage, cheer him on and hope that time slows down a little bit along the way.

I am also freaking out about the time because Ryen will be starting college soon too.  He is going back and I am supportive and proud of him.  I know how hard it is, he knows how hard it is and the January start date is getting close.  So I feel that time is moving a bit to quickly and our time together is soon going to be cut in half.  I am not liking that idea one bit but it is only for a short time right?  Right!  January is a good month of us – I met Ryen on a cold January night (the 23rd to be exact) and although it feels like I have known him for so much longer, it has not quite been a year yet.  But that year is getting close – that first anniversary that will be celebrated in a big way!  He has been good to me, to us!  He has been good FOR me and changed me in ways that I am so very grateful for.  I didn’t think it was possible for someone to MAKE you a better person and yet I believe he has.  So this passing of time has been on my mind pretty heavily and I guess I just want to cherish, savor and most of all remember all these wonderful times with all the amazing people in my life.  I have not named them all of course – but I am thankful for each and every day that I have with you!  I am blessed!

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you!

August 30th, 2009

Unconditional Love

Twenty-one months ago I did something that I needed to do months, possibly years before.  I landed an awesome job, one that led me to meet incredible people and work for the best boss I have ever known.  This was a job full of possibilities and days full of fun.  Yes, I said it, FUN.  This job was fun and it was everything I wanted and I was never going to leave, the end.

Life has a way of throwing you lessons out of left field, most of the lessons I have no desire to learn.  So “Hello life!  Stop with the lessons already”.  How about throwing me a cooking class, tap dance lessons or even singing lessons.  Not these spur of the moment, hey your entire life is now up in the air kind of lessons.  My heart can’t take many more of those.

A few months ago I learned that things you love can be taken away for no reason what so ever.  So the job I love was ending, I knew it was coming and it shook my foundation.  This is not a good time to lose a job, if there ever was a good time, this is definately NOT one of them.  They gave us verbal notice in the middle of June, in the middle of my awesome Summer.  In turn, my Summer turned a little on the dark side.  There is no way around it, I was depressed.  But something happened to me during June.  I let myself mourn until the first of July and then I sprang into action and sent out my resume on a mass scale.  I have never applied for so many jobs in my life.  Then I waited.  And the phone didn’t ring.  My inbox was still full of the same old crap; facebook updates, emailed jokes that I don’t read half the time but on the job front there was silence.  Until one day I received a call from an employer that is listed in Forbes as one of the top places to work in the U.S.

GULP!  I had an interview, only told my loved ones, the ones I trust because I knew they would give me the positive energy I needed to get through what ever it was I was going to have to endure.  And boy did I endure some shit.  There was this unbeilievably long and down right scary interview.  The interview that I NAILED!  I walked out of that 25 story building knowing that I gave one hell of an interview, easily the best interview of my entire career.  (Can I call this a career?  I guess 10 years in the field gives me that right?)  So I walked to my car and I said a prayer.  The same prayer I have been saying every day since.  That and a lot of waiting.  No phone calls came, email was the same shit and I was starting to wonder what if?  And those what if’s were getting pretty scary.

I did research on unemployment benefits which only made my world more gray.  Have you ever checked to see what you qualify for on a weekly basis if you lost your job today?  Don’t do it, it will only make you question why you have paid so much into the system to then be handed a check that would pay your monthly grocery bill if you are one of the lucky ones.  Then there was a really dark day that made me look into getting government assistance – food stamps.  My unemployment benefits would have disqualified me for most, if not all assistance available.  WOW.  Wow.  The days were now getting really dark for me.

I once lived in darkness for too many years and knew I didn’t want to go back to that place.  The cool part about this story is that I didn’t have to go back.  This time there were people walking beside me the whole time with a bright light shining right in my face, demanding that I stay focused.  At times it was Madi, telling me that she was saying a little prayer “Momma I hope you get that job.”, and always there was Ryen.  He never let me stay in that dark place very long.  He was there for me, he listened to me, he gave me a reason to hope and to believe that things were going to be ok.  This is something that I still find amazing.  Amazing that I am in love with a man who can pull me out of that place we all go to sometimes.  Some people go to that dark place and never come back, some stay for a while and make every one around them miserable, some people are fortunate enough to stay for only a day or two at a time so as to never be consumed by it.  Without Ryen I think I might still be there, without Madi I would never have had the courage to endure that grueling interview.  I had to do it for her.  I needed that job, any job, because I knew that darkness was getting close.  October 3rd was closing in and there were still no calls, no emails and I was wondering if AT&T had started blocking all calls from potential employers.

A couple of weeks ago Ryen picked Madi up from school and as they were walking into my office my private line rang.  It is almost always my boss calling from next door to talk about changes to the reports I run or calling to ask me if I can cover something while she is out.  But not on this day.  On this day I got a job.  I will be starting in October, I won’t miss a paycheck and the two people who helped me stay in the light were there to witness the call.  It couldn’t have been a better moment.  I want to say that I am lucky, that I am just plain lucky to have found a great job in a time when there are so very few jobs at all.  I will not use the word luck.  I earned this.  I nailed that interview with my experience and my honesty about what I am capable of doing in my line of work.  THAT is what landed me this great job.  The lucky part is having two very awesome people to share the news with.  Without them I would be different, a bad kind of different and for that reason I am the luckiest woman alive.  They love me, I love them and they both shine so bright in my life that the dark moments are impossible to see anymore.  I am aware that they are there but they are not really a part of me.  Just life moments that I know will pass by.  Such a huge difference in situations when comparing the last 8 years.

I am still mourning the loss of my wonderful job, my so very awesome boss and all the people that make work so much fun.  And yet I am so grateful for things yet to come.  The excitement is intoxicating at times, still pinching myself and staying very close to the brightest lights in my life.  So to Ryen and Madi – Thank you!  Thank you!  Thank you! For believing in me and letting me know it each and every day.  Thank you for reminding me how awesome you think I am, for telling me I am a good Mom, for telling me I am smart and for just being here with me.  I love you both unconditionally.  Knowing that you both feel the same makes everything okay.  We are going to be okay.  So the life lesson for me turned around – it’s okay to love unconditionally and it feels good to say it, to know it.  That NO MATTER what happens or where you are in life, you are loved.  No matter what you say on a bad day, or what you don’t say when you really should have said SOMETHING, to know that you are still loved?  The best feeling in the world.  This is the first time in my life that I have truly felt it, my heart misguided me in the past.  Made me think there was that kind of love in my life.  Turns out it was only a temporary kind of love, one with conditions and expectations.  Not this.  No, this love is what keeps people together, keeps them close – UNCONDITIONALLY.

April 19th, 2009

What is going on with us?

This is an all-in-one post because so much has been going on.  I wanted to post something because it has been so long since I have updated this site.  So here are some new things to get you all caught up on the happenings in our lives:

  • There is a new guy in my life (His name is Ryen – more on that later…)
  • Madi got a new dog – her name is Chloe Bear and she is a Great Pyrenees
  • My Dad is sick and has been in the hospital for 2 weeks
  • We cooked our first turkey for Easter
  • Taylor went to his first Prom and dressed like a total nerd
  • Madi attended her first “Real” concert and got to see Ryen play and also went on stage with him (highlight of her night)

For those of you who know my Dad – He is holding his own and doing better than we could have ever hoped for.  He is getting stronger every day and we are all holding hope that he will make a full recovery.  I have spent the last two weeks second guessing everything I have said or not said to him.  I now know that none of that matters – he is with us now and I am taking every opportunity to tell him all those things, that for over 48 hours, I never thought I would have the chance to say again.

I know that you have all heard this at some point in your life – Don’t take things for granted, tell the people in your life that you love them, spend time with the ones you love – quality time.  We truly do not know how long we have on this earth and the last thing you want is to be standing next to a hospital bed wishing you had said something or done something differently.  It is a hopeless and lonely feeling, one that can be prevented by slowing down and enjoying the friends and family around you.

Check out the Flickr badge on the right for the newest pictures of the family.  Love to you all!

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