The Crazee Chick's View of Life

It's kind of ironic really. 10 years ago today we brought Kiki home from the hospital after her difficult surgery and long recovery and if tonight's events had have gone differently we would have been back at that hospital. It was raining and dark. Shoppers were rushing home with their treasures (HUGE sale at Payless Shoes today!). There was a big truck. There was a child in the driver's blind spot. My child! Kiki stepped down from the curb and the truck seemed to pause to let her pass but suddenly revved the engine and shot forward.  I was able to grab her and pull her out of the way before the truck even noticed her.  After slamming on his brakes, he gathered himself for a second and drove off. No stopping to see if we were okay. (Thank you to the car behind him who did roll down the window and inquire.) No apology. No nothing. Kiki said she was literally scared stiff; she couldn't move even though she wanted to. This pickup truck was a super size

...is the song my boy's going to be singing come Dec. 25. Yesterday he lost one of his two wiggly front teeth. I'm very sad about it. You see, it was his 'special' tooth. The one that was different. The unique one. The one that made Zee Zee. His tooth was a fused, double tooth. It was very big and very cute. (Here it is after he twisted it) It's gone! And I am sad. What the heck is wrong with me? Now instead of looking adorable and kooky, Zee looks like a regular boy who happens to look like he got punched in the kisser and blew a tooth. I'm not usually sentimental about my babies growing up. In fact, I'm the first to apply my foot firmly to their butt and kick them out the door. This time it's different. Is it because he's my last? Or is he? Last night I dreamed I was pregnant. Hugely pregnant! Wonder what that was all about? Ideas anyone? Don't grow up too fast my baby, Momma still needs more of this cute-little-boy cuddle time!

It's off to Disneyland we go! Finally! We've been talking about it for years but now, because Mo and her dance group are going to be performing at Disneyland, we've finally got the impetus we've needed to go! We like to procrastinate. I'd tell you all about how bad we are with procrastinating but I'll do it tomorrow. Maybe. Okay. Focus. Disneyland! Did I mention that we're going?! We are! Finally! Whoops, besides procrastinating, I also like to repeat myself. Sometimes in different ways, but I always say things more than once. Just to make sure you got it. Did you? Get it, that is? We're going to Disneyland ! And we're really excited!! I sure hope we get to see... Mickey and his beautiful wife, Minnie: Nemo and Dory because I speak 'whale' and have short term memory loss so Dory and I are kindred spirits. Did I mention that I like to repeat things? I do! I really feel a connection to Dory. Wall-E, beca

I love the beauty of Autumn. The colors of the leaves always make me feel that God is wrapping the earth up in a big, multi-colored package and offering us a gift of His love and artistry. The falling leaves calm me, sadden me a little, and yet renew and enliven me. Autumn brings me peace and an urge to button up, hunker down, and embrace the love and beauty that is in my family and in my circle of friends. Autumn makes me appreciate all that I have been given and brings me a spiritual awareness. Spring does that too. So does Summer. Aw, who am I kidding? Winter does it too! I'm constantly in awe of the Lord's canvas, His palette and the gifts He constantly places at our footsteps. I'm grateful. I'm honored. I'm humbled. ....all because of a perfect, orange, falling leaf. It's the small things that bring us the greatest pleasures. I hope you find yours today. Love 'n hugs to all... Enjoy all that God gives you. He has given you the world! Enjoy every bi

My baby's sick. It breaks my heart. He's such a good patient. He just lays on the 'sickie mattress' ,which is the special mattress we bring up from the storage room and plop on the living room floor in front of the TV, and snuggles in his Winnie the Pooh blankie, sips some water now and again, and watches TV. He asks for a hug periodically and sometimes he just wants company. I gladly oblige him his little requests for they're said with the sweetest, most pathetic little voice you could ever imagine. Whatever sickness he has (hope it's not H1N1) makes it very difficult for him to talk (sounds almost like laryngitis) but that doesn't stop him from thanking me and telling me he loves me after I've finished a little prayer on his behalf. So sweet! I could just cry. Tonight he gets to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's room on the sickie mattress, it's a little treat reserved especially for sick kids (keeps 'em outta my bed!), and makes the nighttim

Hello, Week 12 of running! Hello, 50 minute run WITH NO BREAKS! Hello, Successful Completion of Said Run! Hello, Great Feeling! Hello, Feeling of Accomplishment ! Hello, Runners' High! Ahhh....such a great feeling! Only two more weeks of the program and then we start swimming. I can tell Hubs is NOT excited about this next phase. He doesn't like to get his face wet. He's pretty sure he'll be competitive doing the doggy paddle. Um, no. ( Say Hello to Last Place! ) I've bought him some goggles for his b-day (schmexy gift, I know), so he's practically ready to go. Actually, he isn't. No bathing suit . I'm not sure about the requisite racing Speedo bathing suit. Ewww...they're just creepy. They immediately transform the wearer into either a pervert or walking porn. I just can't do that to Hubs, however, he can't swim in board shorts! What to do? Turn the man I love into a porn star?! Actually....now that I think about it...we could use

And apparently I say a whole bunch of other words wrong-ish-ly . For example: pecans Do you say... pee-KHANZ pee-CANS or PEEK-ins? How about the word: votive? Do you say.... VO-tiv or vo-TEEV? If you, like me, say pee-KHANZ and vo-TEEV, you will be the entertainment of any dinner party you are attending in which you have the opportunity to use these words. A little caution though...don't say them both within 5 minutes of one another or your friends will be giggling so hard that pee-KHAN covered yam casserole will come out of their noses. If you are so inclined to walk over to your friend's beautiful hurricane-ish lamp and check to see the candle inside, be careful not to call the little stump of wax a vo-TEEV as your strange pronunciation will cause them to guffaw so loudly that the expulsion of air from their lungs will extinguish the candle and you all will be plunged into darkness. Consider the implications of this hazardous language--food wi

It's been another crazy week! Here are some of the things we've done: 1. Walk to School: October 7, 2009 We handed out water, apples and stickers, and danced outside to music! It was great!!...and chilly!!! Prez's kids and mine, ready for their morning walk. Here's Zee, covered in stickers, and moving to the funky beat. He was hilarious to watch; he had a huge smile the whole time and danced all over the school grounds. Yummy! Each kid got an apple and a bottle of water. Well, at least in theory they did...a lot of kids bypassed the healthy snacks. We had one kid constantly commenting that he wished the coffee was decaffeinated so he could have some. Cute....but weird. Kiki and Mo handed out the stickers and managed to get a couple on themselves! Not sure why they have their mouthes open in the pictures...it's a little late in the season for catching flies. We even had a former Olympian come to support our efforts. He was in the 1968 Olympics. How cute is this ki

Ugh! I feel gross! My nose is snuffy. My head is dizzy. My tummy is achy. I've got a quasi-cold. It can't be a true cold because it's not hitting me hard enough. It's just pansy-ing around; one day easing up altogether and making me think I'm fine and then the next day it comes back. But not with a venegance. Mostly a really poor attempt at retaliation. If I'm going to have a cold at least make it one that lays me out flat and absolves me of all my duties! Don't give me some namby-pamby, 50% effort! Give it to me full blast! Let me have a horrible day or two, where I sweat the sucker out, drink lots of NeoCitran, and puke away 5-7 pounds. Don't just hang around giving me little sniffles and tummy aches! That's pathetic! Go big, or go home. Right now, I'd like you to go home, Miss Cold, since you don't really seem capable of blasting me. I don't need your little 'I'm a new virus, I don't really know how to infect yo

Life. Busy. No time for words (at least not many words, just a few) Just pictures. I did this foyer display for the school today. I didn't have any plan and minimal resources but I'm quite happy with how it turned out. (okay, actually...it's pretty pathetic! Oh well...I tried. I never claimed I was artistic or talented.) Still celebrating the brat's birthday. My big brother and sister in law came into town for a visit so they joined us for dinner and, since we finally have family living close by (!), (Teesh, Gare, and baby ), they joined us too! So exciting!! Still not done the celebrating. Birthday party this Saturday. Then it's done. Phew....

You are beautiful both inside and out! I love you!