Posts Tagged ‘Dog

25
Nov
09

What if…


…my stepdad hadn’t gotten sick?

Would my Mom be happy now?  What would my sons name be?  Would I have gone to that Christmas party in his place and met my husband?

…all of my past pregnancies had worked out?

I would have 6 kids with a 7th on the way.  But would any of them be my perfect Monkey?

…we had stayed in Denver and decided not to move to Texarkana?

Would we still be living in a tiny apartment and sending Monkey to daycare each day?

…my ex hadn’t been such a douche?

Would I have still left him and found the love of my life?

…the guys at the plant hadn’t seen a sap while I was pregnant?

Would I still have taken Daisy home with us even after Hubby protested?

Watching this Flash Forward lately has me thinking.   Some people really believe that our life is a pre destined set of events.  I don’t know that I believe that.  Sometimes maybe I do a little but for the most part I really don’t.

I have always said that everything happens for a reason.  I really believe that.  Not because of some pre-mapped life but because I think that everything makes something else occur.  If any of the what if’s above had happened, then my life wouldn’t be where it is right now.  It would be changed and different.

Would I have missed the opportunity to meet my husband if my step dad hadn’t been too sick to go to the Christmas party because of Chemo?

If I hadn’t had miscarriage after miscarriage, would I even be with my husband now if I had 3 kids with my ex?

Would I be able to afford to stay home with Monkey each day if we hadn’t taken the opportunity to move here?

It all boils down to 3 very simple statements.

I have a wonderful sexy husband that would do anything for us.

Our son is truly one kick ass baby boy.

Our two fur babies will always have my heart.

This is my family.  Even if it is in this town that I hate, this is my family.  And if any of those what if’s had come to fruition, would I be in these shoes now?  It’s scary to think that I wouldn’t be.

What events could have kept you from where you are now?  What are you truly thankful for?


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24
Nov
09

Unamuzed Daily Photo Blog

She is unamused.  I am thinking her train of thought was going something like this… “would you get that damn thing out of my face so I can get back to my nap!” I left out the expletives.  LOL


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Click here to read today’s Blog… Throw the Beer in the Lake Random Tuesday Thoughts

16
Nov
09

*LOVE*

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This week I am going to look at the positives.  Today more specifically the things that I love.  THINGS not people.  You don’t really want me to make you a list of all the people I love do you?  That would be a LOT of reading.

I *LOVE* my DVR.  Because without it I would go mad.  Thank goodness it is HUGE because lately I am a total slacker and am way behind on… EVERYTHING.

I *LOVE* the talking dog Dug in Up.  And now I am obsessed with adopting a dog and naming him Dug.  Don’t tell Hubby.  Hubby if you are reading this… he followed us home.  What was I supposed to do? *grin*

I *LOVE* my wedding rings.  And I especially love when someone comments about them.  They are so sparkly and still make me grin from ear to ear.  And even though I say “aww, shucks, thanks” and pretend to brush off the compliment, I am really thinking “oh yeah, you wish you were me right now, don’t you, booya!” *blink*

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I *LOVE* the word motorboat.  Because it always makes me laugh to say it or hear it.  I guess I’m just a kid at heart and can’t help but giggle.

I *LOVE* that I haven’t shaved my legs in three weeks and nobody has noticed.  Maybe I am trying to set a record.  What?

I *LOVE* my new shampoo.  When I get out of the shower, all I can smell is fresh celery.  Odd but refreshing.

I *LOVE* fuzzy socks.  But really, who doesn’t? Am I right?

I *LOVE* my house.  Right now I really love it though because it’s clean! *gasp*

I *LOVE* my dual monitors on my desk.  And I love that I am so spoiled that getting on the laptop makes me cringe because I am so damn spoiled.

I *LOVE* tattoos and can’t wait to get more.  It’s on my wish list fer suuure.

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I *LOVE* coffee shops.  Yummmmmeh!

I *LOVE* drive thru’s.  All sorts.  Drive thru Starbucks, drive thru food but especially drive thru liquor. *grin*

I *LOVE* my Tahoe.  One main reason is that when I am in the drive thru at Starbucks and the little red convertible thinks he can cut in line all I have to do is edge up a little and he knows that I could squash him like a bug.  And he of course backs off.  I feel tough.  Check out these guns.  *flexing muscles*  *giggle*  (ok, well maybe he was just letting me in because he was nice… either way I win, right? hah!)

What things do you *LOVE*?

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13
Nov
09

Cheese with my Whine Dear So and So Letters of Intent

Dear So and So...

Letters of Intent

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Dear V,

You were a sad, sad disappointment.  You have lost the viewers in this house.  We were soooo excited for you.  You totally suck.

Why can’t we have a nice alien show like Roswell again.  Am I the only one who is sick of aliens wanting to kill us?

Gawwwd!
Cass

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Dear Daisy,

Thank you for being super doper adorable.  But, can I make a small request?  PLEASE, for the love of linens, STOP burying your bone in my bed pillows.  I get it.  I get that you are a dog and a digger at that.  BUT… my pillows are starting to feel the pain.  And the hole in my sham is OVER THE LINE Missy!

So, seriously.  Just chew on the damn bone and leave Mama’s pillows alone.  NNkay?

Sleeping on curiously deformed pillows,

Mama

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Dear Fingers,

WTF dudes? Seriously?!?  Learn to type or you will be replaced.  When I say type www, I did NOT say type wwwwww!  Nnnkay!?!?  We have been over this a gazillion times.  I already have bad grammar and spelling skills in my brain… let’s try not to mess me up even more! Oki doki!?!  Trying to navigate through my life is difficult enough without you trying to eff it up even more!

Pffft,

Cass

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Dear Monkey,

Unless you are trying to channel Ghandi for a hunger strike, which you’re NOT, then you need to eat.  You are starting to freak me out dude.  Seriously.

Love you baby,

Mama

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Dear Bathroom Scale,

You suck.  You nasty evil bastard.  Why do you hate me?  If you loved me you would LIE to me and at least give me a number I like.  Instead you lie and tack on at LEAST 80 extra pounds.

That’s my story and I am stickin’ to it,

Big Mama

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Dear Rihanna,

In my opinion, your interview on 20/20 last Friday was amazing.  I cried while watching you.  I have enjoyed your music, but didn’t know much about you.  You are now an amazing inspiration.  You have a huge heart.  Your fans are lucky to have you.  Such a young girl with so many years lived already.   I am truly in awe of you.

A supportive fan now for sure,

Cass

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Dear Readers,

Time to play along! To participate in Dear So and So just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page. To participate in Letters of Intent, click here to visit Julie, over at Foursons and grab one of those buttons too!

Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Xoxo
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23
Oct
09

Take a BITE outta… wait… whaaaat? Dear So and So Letters of Intent

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Letters of Intent

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Dear Headache,

I have about had it up to *here* with you this week!  For the past 6 days in a row? Seriously!?!?

GO AWAY!

The Head

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Dear Monkey,

Why are you getting so aggressive with the girls this week lately?  Poor Jazz is going to rip your little arm off if you hit her again.  And poor Daisy runs anytime you even LOOK in her direction.  What’s up?

Just so you know, the growling is their way of telling you they don’t want you hitting them.  Nnnkay?

Feeling like a broken record repeating “don’t hit!”,

Mama

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Dear Toddler Clothing Makers,

Why is it that ALL of the pants I buy for my 20 month old son have a waist band big enough to stretch from her to Germany?  He is NOT abnormal.  There can’t be a whole lot of kids who can wear these pants without them falling down. Seriously.  I am baffled.  GRRRR

Irritated,

Mama

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Dear Monkey,

I know you run the show in this here house but, we need to get one thing clear.  Even though it is clearly your intent to live on Fruit Cups and Cheerios alone, you really can’t.  PLEASE eat something else for Mommy.  Please?

Love you baby,

Mama

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Dear Spider that crawled up and took a big CHOMP outta my butt the other night,

Was this some lame attempt at voicing your attraction to me?  No? Oh.

Was this your way of giving me good blog material? No? Oh.

Was this your way of telling me that you knew the exterminator was coming and you just wanted a last bite before death?  No. Oh.

Was this you just doing what spiders just do naturally, you creepy little buggers?  Yeah, I thought so.

Not cool buddy, not cool!

Lamest joke teller of all time,

Cass

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Dear Durex,

I love you for making this commercial.  I have seen it a gazillion times, but totally can’t stop watching it.

Rolling on the floor,

Cass

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Dear Readers,

Time to play along!  To participate in Dear So and So just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page.  To participate in Letters of Intent, click here to visit Julie, over at Foursons and grab one of those buttons too!

Have a fantastic weekend!!!

Xoxo
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22
Oct
09

Poised Pug Daily Photo Blog

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25
Sep
09

Puggy Petrified Dear So and So Friday

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Dear Jasmine, Queen of this crib,

I love you.  I do.  You are by far the VERY coolest Pug I have EVER met.  However, Mommy has a bone to pick with you.  And not the kind you like.

Why must you stand in the kitchen and bark for my attention when I am on the other side of the house?? All so that I can come running, thinking there is something wrong with you, like you are stuck in a bear trap (what? It could happen)?  And then to be suckered into the very basic need of you wanting a treat.  A treat that you did nothing to deserve.  Except perhaps making Mommy stub her toe while coming to your “aide”.  *humph*

Not cool chicka, not cool.

Mama

PS.  Thanks so much for rushing to my side immediately after I wrote this letter to you, and promptly puking the bone/treat on the carpet next to my feet.  That was LUUUVVLY.  *gag*

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Dear Cass,

How weird are you that in order to clean up the dog vomit you start chanting to yourself “it’s poop, it’s poop, pretend its poop, it’s poop,  it’s only poop!” in order to keep from heaving?  Even *I* think that is weird.  And I am you.  Sooo…    whoa.

Me

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Dear Window 7,

Wow!  I said it could never be done, but Microsoft has apparently finally put something out on the market that actually works.  And you my friend are it.  I am in love with how smoothly you actually work.  And going on 4 months without an issue, I am in shock.  Wow.

Maybe the Microsoft Nazi’s are done trying to take over the world.

Not likely but hoping,

Cass

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Dear Hubby,

Date last night was rockin!  You were smoking in your sexy get up.  And clearly, so was I.  Since you have already thanked me (heh heh), I suppose I won’t bitch and complain from now until Sunday night while you are off gallivanting with your fishing buddies off in the river.

Have a good time, because next weekend Mama gets a day off! Kapeesh?

Love you,

Wife

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Dear Monkey,

Mama can’t believe you are in a big boy bed!  I am so proud of you!  Do you think that, perhaps, you could wake me up in the morning when you get up?  Then you won’t have to take every single diaper out of the diaper changing table and throw them across the room.  And you won’t have to take all of your clothes out of your dresser drawers and THROW them all over you room.  Mommy put those toys in there for you to play with.  Not for you to THROW across the room.  (I amsensing a theme here?)

Thank you regardless for letting me sleep an additional 39 minutes this morning.  It was completely worth walking into the diaper, clothes, toy tornado that was your room.  TOTALLY worth it.

Love you baby,

Mommy

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Dear Dr G,

Give me some good news today about the pregnancy, k?  I am really really really really really really scared.  Really.

Please?  Please.  Pretty Please.  K?

Petrified,

Cass

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Dear Readers,
Thank you for putting up with me for another week. I do hope that you chose to participate in Dear So and So. Just click here to go to Kat’s Blog and get the button for your page. Or add your letter in the comments. Would love to read!
Have a fantastic weekend!!!
Thanks for stopping by, again 🙂
Xoxo

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about moi…

Hi, my name is Cass. I am married to an amazing man who loves me unconditionally. I’m a stay at home mom to a rockin’ 2 year old boy who I call Monkey. I have an 12 year old step-daughter who lives in another state. We miss her daily. We also have two fur babies, Daisy and Jazz, who keep us on our toes. They are awesome!

I am a complete goofball, a photographer and a constant out loud thinker. I am a grammar challenged, vulgar, cursing, sex obsessed Big Mama fumbling through life. Among other things, I battle PCOS causing infertility, Bi Polar, Anxiety and OCD.

Currently I am riding the fertility roller coaster in an attempt to make Monkey #2. This blog is about a little of everything. I hope you enjoy. Read at your own risk!

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