In other news…

Wow, it’s been a long time since I sat down to type a blog.  It’s been a long time since I sat down at the computer.  I just don’t seem to be feeling it lately.

Let’s see… what’s new with me…

Monkey is talking up a storm now.  So I don’t have to worry that he is going to fall behind and point and grunt baby babble for the rest of his life.  YAY!  Although, his new favorite word is NO, which sends me into a tail spin every time he screams it at me.  Some other new words include Hi and Bye, Up, Uh oh, Whoa, Cup, Cool which sounds like KOOOO, Elmo which sounds like MOMO, and my personal favorite… Shoe which he says like Shhheeeww.  And when we are in public he tells all strangers “MY MAMA!” and grabs my head and gives me a big kiss.  Apparently he doesn’t want any other random children to think they get to go home with me.

He sure makes getting out of bed each day so much more appealing.

We went to Denver for a visit.  I think I mentioned that last time.  It was madness.  The whole S.E.V.E.N.T.E.E.N days.  Yes, I went on vacation a trip ALONE… WITH A TODDLER for seventeen days almost a month!  Clearly this is reason enough to believe that I have completely lost my mind.

Seriously… it was fantastic to see everyone and I am so glad that I got to be home for a bit, but I will NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER do that shit again.  All I did was chase a toddler and scream “stop touching that!” every 2 seconds.  And as an added bonus I decided to give up ALL sleep (at Monkey’s request) and live on Starbucks and restaurant food for the whole trip.

But if that doesn’t have you completely convinced of my insanity, let me share a fun fact with you that I don’t think I have ever talked about on a blog before.  (Or maybe I did and just have no memory of it) Either way… guess what?  I am bi-polar.  Super for me right?  I know… you are SOOOO jealous right now.  Imagine how jealous your husband’s must be of my husband right now.  His life is just one continuous game of chance.  He never knows what card he will pick and when he will pick it.

So in the midst of my grand decision to travel to Denver with my almost two year old for seventeen days ALMOST SIX MONTHS and the fact that I have been unmedicated for the last few years… I pretty much started the decent into my breakdown.

Luckily, because this isn’t my first rodeo, I saw the signs and started to be proactive about my mental well being.  I am scheduled to see a psychiatrist Wednesday and am seeing my therapist more often than usual.  Today as a matter of fact.

And last week was the anniversary of my step dads passing, which is always a shitty time of year.  So I was going through that day thinking “I can make it, I can make it, I can make it”  And you would think that after 6 years, it would get easier, but take it from me… it doesn’t.

So I am more weepy, I am more moody, I have the attention span shorter than my pinky, my fuse is so short, all it takes is a sneeze from one of the dogs and I yell, and as seems to be true to form, I am neglecting a lot of things that I shouldn’t be.  Like my friends, my blog (which can stand to suffer), my family and mostly my housecleaning.  At this point, I just need to keep my head above water.

(Glad you asked?  Oh you didn’t ask?  Oh… whoopsie… sorry to have killed 30 precious moments of your life that you will never ever get back) lol

So I will try to write more, but I surely won’t be getting a blog out there every day.  I need to focus on some other things for a bit.  Like my new addiction of the Ellen Degeneres show.  She is HILAR!  And laughter IS the best medicine.

And a side note… If I didn’t see you while I was in Denver on my seventeen day YEAR LONG trip, then please accept my apologies.  I am hugely popular and have thousands upon thousands of friends there.  Oh ok… there’s just the two.  But anyhoo… If I didn’t see you while I was there, please don’t take it personal.  With my current sanity situation, or lack there of, TRUST ME, you didn’t want to see me.  I am not the awesome fun Cass that I usually am.  So… with that said… have a wonderful Monday.

Bob Grant me the Serenity…

Lord have mercy, we travel to Colorado today.
First a 2 plus hour drive in the car from Texarkan-kiss-my-assa to Little Rock.  With an impatient toddler and an impatient Mama.  Then wait to board a flight a couple hours later.  With an impatient toddler and an impatient Mama.  Then fly to Houston in a plane with no jungle gym or balls or TV’s.  With an impatient toddler and an impatient Mama.  Where we then have a 2 hour and 5 minute layover.  With an impatient toddler and an impatient Mama.  Then another flight to Denver. Again with no jungle gym or balls or TV’s with Yo Gabba Gabba screaming on them.  With an impatient toddler and an impatient Mama.  Then FINALLY we land in Denver International Airport.  But that is just the beginning because by now it is after Monkey’s bedtime and he already skipped naps, because he refuses to sleep anywhere but in his bed.  And Mama is on the verge of a mental breakdown.  Then we have to wait for our luggage, which DIA typically unloads around 42.5 hours AFTER arrival, and then make the drive to my mothers house, an hour away. ON.NEW.YEARS.EVE.  With THE.CRAZIES.  Oh yeah.  The DRUNK crazies.  Should be fun.  So it will only take us 11 of our 16 day vacation to actually travel THERE.

Can you tell I really look forward to traveling?  Can you tell I am still a total grouch puss and NOBODY, not even ME wants to be around me right now? Can you tell that the next time we speak, I MAY be in a padded cell?

So I pray…

Bob grant me the serenity to not kill any fellow travelers when they take up too much arm room on the plane, fail to look where they are going while walking through the airport, or fall asleep in the aisle seat when I have a poopy toddler sitting on my very full bladder.  And accept the things I cannot change, like… everyone else can suck my big toe cause I am having a shitty day and am STRESSSSSSSING out about traveling.

Maybe I should just call the fellows in the white coats to come pick me up now.

*sigh*

Pray for me too, k y’all?

Oh and I almost forgot… HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

Who Gets the Finger? Dear So and So Letters of Intent

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Dear Hubby’s Company,

You made a terrible mistake.  My Hubby was the best person on the planet for that job.  For ANY job on the planet.  You suck.  Pbbbbbbbbbttttt!!!

Bitter and Pissed,

Mrs. Hubby

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Dear Mark Salling,

I cried when I found out that I wasn’t going to see your beautiful face on my screen again until Spring.  Cried on the inside but they were still real tears.  BIG tears!  Hold me?

Rawwwr!

I love your bod your jaw your mohawk you.  NomNomNom.

Your #1 Stalker Fan

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Dear Glee,

I am going to miss you, but I wanted you to know how thankful I am that you posted this GORGEOUS wallpaper on your website.

NomNomNom!

I will happily take down the adorable pictures of my children on my desktop to put this picture in it’s place.

I know I am going to hell for this.

Signed,

The worst mother in the world

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Dear MckMama,

You are doing a giveaway for an HP TouchSmart.  I wannnnnnt.

Photo copywrite Jennifer McKinney www.mycharmingkids.net

Pick me, pick me!

Cass

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Dear WordPress Blog Designers,

Don’t you want to give me a free makeover on my blog? Doncha, Doncha?

Pweeeeeeeeeeeease?

Cass

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Dear Monkey,

How is it that a little dude like yourself and destroy so much in Mama’s house??  I don’t get it.  You are like a mini tornado.  Upturning everything in your path.

These are the days I truly miss your little blob self when you were first born.  All you wanted was a boob and a cuddle and you never touched ANYTHING in Mama’s clean house.

Clean is a retired word in our house now.  *sigh*

Love you booger face,

Mama

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Dear Eyeglasses,

I am SOOO sorry I let Monkey get anywhere near you.  I also am so sorry you now look like a jumbled form of your younger self.  Another thing I am sorry for is that I tried to fix you using a GIGANTIC screwdriver.  I promise to try and be more careful now that you are sort of sitting level on my face.

Please don’t leave me cause I can’t do it without you,

Cass

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Xoxo

A Sexy and Musical Dear So and So Letters of Intent

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Dear Glee,

I am pretty sure you love the pants off me, and that is why you hired Mark Salling who plays Noah.  Hope he doesn’t mind being in many future, and *ahem* past, naughty dreams of mine.

I can’t be responsible if Hubby wakes up one morning soon with a Mohawk.  Oh yeah, who’s your Mama?

Rawwwr,

Mama

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Dear Hubby,

Thank you kindly for stopping at the grocery store last week and picking up some needed food items for me.  And thank you even more for going back in even after you had already paid to pick me up the newest copy of People so that I could read the article on Jaycee Dugard before the new issue of people came out that next day.

However, you will forgive my laughter and constant giggles when I walk by the kitchen counter and notice the “Country Music” edition of People that you got instead sitting there.  It was so kind of you, really it was, but I can’t help but laugh, me being the country music buff and all.  Lol

Now if only I knew some of the people this magazine is about.  Anyone wanna fill me in on some Country stars? *shrug*

Giggling,

The Wife

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Dear Jill,

OMG I am so stoked for my Jesus Is Not Offended Wall Calendar!!!  I would be willing to bet my life savings that you will be able to retire off of sales of the new calendar.  You are so amazingly talented.  Your artistic skills can only be compared to that of DaVinci or Michelangelo.  Honestly, I think you put the two of them to shame.

Anxiously watching the mail for my prize,

Cass

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Dear Hubby,

Wednesday night, you fell asleep on the couch.  While I was typing *this* blog (planning ahead ) you sat up, looked straight at me (or… maybe past me… anyhoo…) and you said “We will do it tomorrow night!” and promptly fell back down and into slumber.  I had to laugh.

Now, I am just trying to figure out what “doing” will be done.  Heh heh heh

Oddly turned on,

The wife

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Dear Nick Jr (formarly known as Noggin),

Usually I am totally irritated by all of your nonsense, even though Monkey seems to think you’re all good.  But this… this? is so frickin’ awesome!

Humming Three Little Birds a lot lately,

Mama

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Dear Monkey,

I love that you are suddenly being all Mommy needy right now.  Yes that is selfish of me because you are usually a Daddy’s boy.  But I am soaking that shizzle UP!  I love how you want to be held all the time and how you always want to be on my lap.  One thing that I really enjoy is playing the “what’s that” game with you.  You know… where you point to my hair and say “wuzzat?” and I say “that is Mommy’s Hair” and you point to my nose and say “wuzzat?” and I say “Mommy’s nose” and you stick your finger in my eye and say “wuzzat?” and I say “OWE OWE MY EYE MY EYE!!” and you laugh at me.  Fun times.  Sooo… let’s keep playing that, but with less… intensity.  Nnkay?

Love you baby!
Mama

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Dear Jon Gosselin,

Seriously?

I just threw up in my mouth,

Cass

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Dear Kelly,

Thank you for emailing me today.  You sent me the most hilarious joke I have heard!

It is a new take on the 3 little pigs nursery rhyme.

The Big Bad Wolf said,

I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down!

The three little pigs said,

Fuck off or we’ll sneeze on you!

Rolling on the floor,

Cass

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Xoxo

Even “Old Blogs” can find a new home…

Happy Saturday!!

So, I have decided to move my blogs over from MySpace.  I didn’t even know I could do that until the lovely Mary** informed me that indeed I could.  And she was even cool enough to tell me how to do it!  As luck would have it, I will be doing a LOT of copy and paste.  YAY ME!!

**Please make sure to check out Mary’s new blog Tales From the Dork Side.  She is funny and well worth a read.

So over the next few weekends, you are going to see a lot of posts come up that are OLD.  If you want to read them, please do.  Comment even.  *she says while batting her eyelashes* Don’t feel obligated though.  I have been trying to figure out how to do it and now am fairly excited that I finally can.  Even though it is going to be time consuming and a pain in the ass. *grin*

So hope you don’t mind, cause it may be a bit weird.  I am going to go backwards.  Posting the most current first and working my way back.  Most of what you are going to see is Photography Blogs.  Which of COURSE are AMAZING, cause yes I am so freaking awesome!  Right? Show of hands? lol

Have a great weekend!!

Happy Random Ranting Dear So and So!

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Dear Random Reader,

I am sorry that when you searched for “urinate front yard” you found my blog.

Sucks to be a friggin weirdo you,

Cass

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Dear Baby to be,

Hi!  Even though you are only an itty bitty little blob of cells right now, I am SOOOO glad you are growing now.  I am sending lots and lots of prayer and crossed fingers and hopeful, positive, happy vibes your way.  Keep growing like you are.

Meet you next year,

Mommy

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Dear Doctor,

Even though I kinda want to strangle you most of the time.  Right now you seemed to have proved me wrong and indeed have helped me achieve my goal.  Now I don’t have to run you over if you walk in front of my car.

You win,

Cass

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Dear Gram,

I am so sorry that I am so boring and that your three week visit is consisting of grocery shopping, watching me cook dinner, watching me feed the baby, and watching me change the baby, and watching me chase the baby, and watching me put the baby in time-out AGAIN.  Feel free to clean when you are bored, that is *ahem* what I do.  *nod*

Boring,

Cass

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Dear Monkey,

Ya know how sometimes Mommy’s face gets bright red and steam comes out of her ears and she looks like her head is going to explode?  And how sometimes she throws herself on the floor and starts kicking and screaming and… oh wait… silly Mommy!  That isn’t Mommy who throws herself on the floor… that is YOUUUUUUUU.  But in case you were wondering… THAT is why Mommy’s face gets bright red and steam comes out of her ears and why she looks like her head is going to explode.  Keep that in mind in case Mommy’s head suddenly goes boom.

So loving this lovely terrible two phase that we are entering together,

Mommy

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Dear Cass,

Why must you giggle like a school girl when you read your stats?  Is it just because for the last FOUR days, yes FOUR DAYS in a row, you have had exactly 69 views?  It is coinsidence?  Yeah I didn’t think so either.

Giggle if you must,

Cass

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Have a fantastic weekend!!!
Thanks for reading!!
Xoxo

Honest Shit…err Scrap Award :)

Sorry… I had to mess with the title.  It made me laugh.

So I got this cool AWARD from Brandie of The Rudy Family Rukus on Tuesday.  This would be my first award.  As well as my first knowledge of the possibility of an award.  I haven’t had time to prepare a speech but… first I would like to thank all my fans… oh …lol.  Just kidding.

I haven’t had a chance to get back to it until now… Sorry Brandie!  To read the original blog from Brandie, please go here.

The rules are to pass this on to 7 bloggers who I feel are honest in their blogging and list 10 honest things about myself. So here goes!!

So here are my 10 honest fun facts.  Some are already known.  I am not secretive about much.  Clearly.  So here is my list.

1.  I am oddly afraid of creepy crawly spiders.  Actually all creepy crawly things.    Example:  Today, while sitting  in my living room, I saw something slither on the floor.  Freaking out I called my neighbor cause hubby was still at work.  Bob (neighbor) came running over with his HOE in hand ready to slaughter the anaconda in my living room.  Soooo… turns out maybe my eyes need to be checked.  It was a teeny tiny lizard.  TEENY TINY!  And then my Gram sat giggling as I let out a scream because the little bastard chased me!  (Ok, well maybe he was just running for his life, but he was running for his life in MY direction.)  Anyhoo, somehow we scared the crap out of him and he ran under the couch, never to be seen again.  I am waiting for him to make his appearance still.  *shudder*

2.  My housekeeping skills and more so my laundry skills for sure leave something to be desired.  I am much more inclined to play with Monkey or get on the internet than clean.  This isn’t to say that my house is gross because it isn’t by any means.  It just may have a bit more dust than most.  And growing up in a spotless house that we cleaned from top to bottom twice a week, I have a lot to live up to in my housecleaning head.  While my house doesn’t need an overhaul or that Peter Walsh from Oprah to show up, I would for sure love to have some time with Molly Maids. *grin*

3.  Even though I say I need to watch my potty mouth, the truth is I don’t think I will ever stop cursing as much as I do.  Some things just sound better with the eff word in front of them.  It makes me happy to curse even though I know it makes me look like… well I dunno what I look like but oh well.  For some reason I don’t typically curse on my blog.  Don’t be fooled my mouth is terrible.

4.  I have been watching the same soap opera for 22 years.  I have hardly missed any episodes.  The thing is, I kinda hate the show.  But I can’t stop watching it.  All My Children seems to have made its home in my soul.  *shrug*

5.  I think about sex more than anybody I have ever met or known.  I don’t know why because I was never promiscuous or anything.  As a matter of fact, I can count my lifetime of sexual partners on one hand.  But I think about it so much that I have started to hate the fact that I think about it as much as I do.  It is consuming.  Also, I am a pervert.  But I guess that goes hand in hand.  Not like weird creepy have to register pervert, I mean like open to all fun kink kinda pervert.  And that part I don’t regret.

6.  I love tattoos.  I only have four but I want tons more.  I have at least 5 more that I have already planned out and can’t wait to get.  My 80 year old body should be smoking with all that faded ink.  Sexxxxxy!

7.  My biggest fear is death.  Death of myself and death of my loved ones.  I can’t bear the thought of losing more of the people I love.  The thought makes me ill.  And I am so fearful that I will die before I have been able to do all of the things I want to do.  Ugh.

8.  I love animals so much that I want to adopt all of the homeless pets in the world.  It irritates me to no end when I hear about people breeding their dogs and cats.  Do they not know how many animals out there need homes?!?!  It makes me SICK.  I wish that I could adopt them all and I would let them all sleep in my bed with me and cuddle at night.  And they would know they were loved.

9.  Everyone thinks I am a really great photographer, but the fact is that I am just wingin it all the time.  I sort of skipped over a lot of skills that I really needed.  But nobody seems to have noticed.  Someday I hope that I will be able to take some classes to perfect my craft.

10.  I am doing what I have wanted my whole life to be doing.  I am a stay at home Mom.  I love every minute of it.  And not to mention my son is like he most perfect kid in the whole world!!

And the 7 8 people (cause I couldn’t settle on 7) that I am awarding this blog award to are…. DUN DUN DUNNNNN!!! (drumroll please!)

Wicked Courtni

Cammie at House of No Sleep

Kat at 3 Bedroom Bungalow

Jill Pilgrim at Pilgrim Congress

The Vegetable Assassin

Captain Dumbass of Us and Them

Kristina at Pulsipher Predilections

Mama Kat’s Losin It

Please check out each of their blogs.  I love to read them all!!  Have a great Thursday!

Happy Random (and pregnant) Monday :)

Happy Monday!

So for a late blog post today I am just going to ramble a bit.  We all know that is my thing.  I didn’t really have a blog prepared so this is last minute blabber.

The window people showed up to replace my windows today for the 3^rd time. The thing was that they showed up with no appointment just after 8 this morning.  So like a good housewife, I answered the door in my nightgown.  (My hot pink nightgown complete with embroidered cats all over it, even.  You say weird, I say Sexy, tomatoe, tomahtoe) I was irritated that they showed up with NO appointment, especially after they already didn’t show up for the appointment I had last week on Friday (with no call or anything).  So I gave in and allowed them to stay because there was no telling when I would get them back again.  I have been battling with these people since early June to get my windows replaced.  So after rushing around to get dressed and clean up a bit so they could make their way TO the windows through the land-o-toys that are being replaced in the playroom, they finally got started on the windows.  They pulled the first one out… and guess what?  They AGAIN ordered the wrong windows.  Wrong dimensions, wrong thickness, even wrong design.  Shocker! So after over an hour of messing around they finally got the OLD yucky window back into place.  That was an hour that I won’t get back. *eyeroll*

My Mother in Law had a dream that I was pregnant with triplets… three girls!  That’s a lot of pink.  It made me giggle.

I have taken three home pregnancy tests.  They appear to all be faint, but positive.  The doctor assures me that I would not get any line if it was not positive.  And all three are for sure showing a line.  I go in tomorrow to have a beta blood test done to verify that I am indeed pregnant.  Say a prayer/ cross your fingers/ hope for me.  Pleeease??  I know I am pregnant but it will feel so much better when the doctor confirms it with the beta test.

How was everyone’s weekend???

Cops who pee, smelly plugs, crappy friends and other Random Tuesday Thoughts

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Oi!  Today is one of those days.  Just blah.  It’s hot outside and I am feeling Oohgy! (yes it’s a word, cause I just said it was).

I am still a little crampy and puffy from the IUI last week.  The doctor says its normal but wants to see me just to be sure that I am not over-stimulated and by that they mean in an “uh oh, you’re in trouble” kinda way.  So another ultrasound, which is always fine by me.

Friday marks 10 days since the IUI so I am hoping we will get a BIG FAT POSITIVE pregnancy test by then. I am soooo feeling like this is going to work this cycle. *grin* Positive thinking? Perhaps.  But either way, I am stoked!  Can’t wait.

The other day there was a cop sitting out in front of our house to catch people who don’t stop at the stop sign.  No big deal, they cops are there a lot.  I always offer them bottled water, because sucking up to cops who are catching A-Holes speeding and running the stop sign in front of my house are the kinda cops I wanna suck up to.  *nod*

So after an outing, after I get out of the car, I say hello to him and let him know that if he needs anything, just feel free to knock on my door.  He politely thanks me and returns to his eagle eye watching of the stop sign.

Then about an hour later, I am passing through the kitchen and happen to notice the officer getting out of his car.  He opens the door, leaves it open, walks around to the back of the car and proceeds to *URINATE* on the street.  Right there, plain as day.  I was in shock.  I just thought… “ohhh myyyy gawwwd!”.  But what are you gonna do?  I suppose when you have to go, you have to go, right?  *shrug*

Which reminds me of a bathroom issue.  Why are there never enough damn outlet plugs in a bathroom??  Do home builders really not realize what women people do in a bathroom?

I have a HUGE master bathroom.  I have no idea why they built my bathroom so big in comparison to the size of my house, but I *LOVE* it!  Seriously, everyone who see’s it says “Oh my god! Was that supposed to be an extra bedroom?” or “Who the heck needs a bathroom that big?!?”.  And Chuck and I have even joked that we could put our king size bed into that bathroom with plenty of walking space left.  Because we could!

However, there are only 2 outlets in the whole thing.  There are his and her sinks on opposite ends of the room and yet there are TWO outlets!  That is only 2 little plugs for each of us.  If Chuck’s is all used up by his toothbrush and his electric shaver, then please tell me how am I supposed to plug in my smelly wall thingy from Bath and Body works, my night light (cause I might just be afraid of the dark), my electric toothbrush, my straightening iron and my blow dryer???  I am always unplugging stuff to plug in other stuff.  And then sometimes I get confused and plug in the wrong thing.  It’s crazy!

After I win the lotto (hah!), I plan to build myself with enough outlets for any practical gal, and a set of his and hers toilets. *grin* This way I always know what I am going to be sitting on. Yeah baby.

Oh oh oh, and gueeessssss what???? Ok, I know you can’t guess BUT… Today my GRAM will be here!!!!!! WOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO!  I am so excited!  She will be here for 3 glorious weeks!  We are going to go shopping and play with the Monkey, and maybe go to the zoo, and go to a baby consignment sale at the fairgrounds, and we are going to cook and bake and have the BESTEST TIME!!!  I can’t wait!

I heard this funny answering machine message in an email joke the other day and I am pretty sure I will be changing my voicemail to say this.

“I am not available right now, but thank you for caring enough to call.  I am making some changes in my life.  Please leave a message after the beep.  If I do not return your call, you are one of the changes.”

It is time for Mama to make some serious changes in my life. It has been a long time coming.  I have several friends that I need to cut ties with.  However, I have decided that as of today, I am giving all of them a clean slate.  BUT!  Going forward, I am no longer letting people walk all over me, have one sided “all about them” conversations EVERY FRIGGIN TIME WE TALK, not letting them abuse my super huge caring heart *grin*, or letting them lie, and not letting them bring all sorts of negativity in my life.  Going forward, it is all about good, positive, giving, HONEST, real people.  All the others will be shunned.  *nod*

What are some random’s in your life today?  Do you have anyone you need or plan to sluff off?  How do you plan on ridding yourself of them?

Friday’s “Doooo whaaat?” Dear So and So…

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Dear Wrong Side of the Bed,

Thank you for having me wake up with you today.  However, I really want to be in a better mood.  So please, try to avoid me tomorrow.

Crabby and Irritable,

Cass

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Dear Sinus Infection,

It was so dear of you to think of me as a host to take over and torture.  However, it has been several weeks of feeling like complete SHEEEEEEET.  So if you could leave now and let the anti-biotics do their things I would SOOO appreciate it.  Kay? Thanks!

Your host,

Cass

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Dear Monkey,

I know you don’t feel good because you have the nasty sinus infection AND you just had your immunizations yesterday AND the meany doctor made me take away your “paci” AND you are teething.  For this I understand why you feel justified in just whining and being all around crabby all day and even in the wee hours of the night (12:30am; 1:15am; 2:40am; 3:30am!?!?!) when you scream bloody murder for me to come and get you.  But, if I could interject… I just don’t think that we need to keep this up much longer.  Ok?  Mommy loves you but she needs some sleep and a tiny bit of time without you clinging to the side of me like a growth.

Love you baby!

Mama

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Dear Monkey’s Pediatrician,

I really think you are awesome.  And I know you are *ahem* older and have been doing this pediatrician gig since 1812, however I do think maybe times are changing a bit.  So when we had this conversation yesterday:

Pediatrician:  Is he still throwing a lot of temper tantrums?

MamaCass:    Yes, pretty bad.  He even has begun hitting me in frustration sometimes.

Pediatrician:  Well when he does that you need to smack his hand and give him a stern NO.

MamaCass:    Well how can I teach him not to hit if I hit him? Isn’t that a mixed message?

Pediatrician:  *soft giggle* Well that is just how it’s done.

MamaCass:    *shrug*

So when I went on my merry way home after our appointment, I thought I would give it a try when he decided to smack me.  However, I got the same response when I tried swatting his butt last time (per your suggestion) for throwing a tantrum.  He laughed at me and ran off.  So my question is this… Is this a typical response?  And is this the desired result?  Cause I am just not seeing the benefit.

Confused on technique,

Cassi

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Dear Crazy person that searched for “my brain damaged husband in diapers” yesterday to get to my blog,

Doooo whaaaaaaat????

Feeling a little less crazy about myself now thanks to you,

Cass

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Dear WordPress,

I am strongly considering leaving you because you are just not Cassi user friendly.  Why must you make it so hard for me to make any simple changes???  Maybe someone *ahem* (yeah, I’m talkin to you!) could give me some input as to why they prefer Blogger over you.  Or why they prefer you over Blogger.

In mental tug of war,

Cass

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Dear Drop Dead Diva,

I am so glad that Lifetime has shown you to me!  You are my new favorite show.  Brooke Elliott portrays the Deb/Jane character SOOOO good!  Not to mention she is completely gorgeous!  I am completely in love with your show!  It is quirky, it is funny and it has serious issues too.  All around a great package.

Viewer for life,

Cassi

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Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Thanks for reading!!

Xoxo