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So Hot It Will Melt Your Popsicle

Thursday, July 15th, 2010

So I know I haven’t been around here in like forever. But I kind of abandoned this blog and have been reblogging like crazy on Tumblr. If you’re not already on Tumblr, I don’t suggest you get one. It is one of those things that sucks up your soul time. And while its fun because you totally relate to things you see there, you’ll also be like what the hell happened to the past hour and then your toddler wakes up and is like watch me jump off the top of the couch and attempt to fly and ends up with a bump on her head.

Also… I’ve been pottytraining the toddler. Which is really like omg a pain on my ass.. Literally speaking.. Because I’m sitting there on the floor singing to her, reading to her, listening to her stories while she pretends to pee. So I have to fill her cup with milk and give her a juice pouch so she’ll finally go pee and is like I want stickers and chocolate and makeup. And you’re like whatever you want but omg just pee. So there’s a whole adventure because pottytraining is hard, yo. I don’t really care if I have to sit on the floor and wait twenty minutes. If she pees, I count that as a win because omg peepee in the potty? Is a huge effin deal to us right now. Better than wasting $20 bucks buying puppy pads for all over the apartment, right?

If you’re asking how the weaning is going? I’m just going to skip over this subject and point to that squirrel doing disco over there. I know. I know. She’s three. Leave me the eff alone. I don’t care what anyone tells me about it anymore. If you point and stare, I’ll get my friends to punch your face in. If you tell me she is too big then ill throw my hot coffee in your face because so what? Did you know that my daughter has only been sick once? One ear infection in all her three years. How many times has your toddler gotten sick? Yeah. #suckit

Also, a new catchy tune was brought to my attention yesterday night by my lovely pregnant friend Monique and its called Cali Girls. Its by Katy Perry… Let me just say right off the bat that I don’t like her… Because I want her legs. Have you seen them? But also.. I think she might be a robot or a stepford wive so I’m not so jealous anymore. Anyway have you listened to that song. Here, have a listen. I’ve included it on this post from my phone. Hopefully my blackberry attaches it and its not in one of its moods. Remus, my blackberry, has been trying to start a revolution and not wanting to do things for me lately. I mean how hard is it for it to prepare breakfast? Sheesh. Ungrateful. What I meant to say was.. Or ask.. Is What are your thoughts on this song? And who would call a nylon top, daisy dukes, and stilettos an outfit? A hooker, no? Also “so hot it will melt your popsicle”? Its obvious she hasn’t heard of slow melt popsicles because holy hell, those things last for quite a while.

I lived in California for quite a while and I NEVER saw anyone wearing an outfit like that. I mean Ew. Nylon and Jeans? That’s kind of worse than cutoff jean shorts with the pockets hanging out, in my opinion. Buuuut.. If you dress like this, take no offense… Or do.. It doesn’t really matter. Its my blog. And these are my opinions. Don’t like it? There’s the X on top of the window. I’m not going to lie and say that the melody isn’t catchy… And that I DON’T sing along to parts of the song because its totally catchy and I get why its popular but it just doesn’t send the right message out.

Now excuse me while I cry my eyes out watching Return of the King… Because who the hell DIDN’T cry in this movie? You know what? Don’t even tell me. This movie is totally tears worthy. But I’m emotional and Lord of the Rings are my favourite movies of all time. It has Fantasy, Kickass fight scenes, Hobbits, Hot Elves, Romance, Ents and an amazing storyline. If you haven’t seen any yet, go read the books first then let’s gush over how many things they left out of the movie when you watch it, okay? I’ll wait…

Before I forget to bring it up.. Because I don’t know when I’m coming around again.. If you guys were around a year ago, you’ll remember me talking about Blogathon a lot. And how I was blogging for twenty four straight hours every thirty minutes. If you remember.. Those last posts were kind of senseless… But I think I will manage this year. That is, if altblogathon actually manages to launch AltBlogathon. This is the deal. If it does happen. I will tweet about it and come by and announce it again, if you forget.. So I hope you’re subscribed or whatever because I’m blogging for a very worthy charity. If my plans do go through, I will be blogging for The Layla Grace Children’s Cancer Research. Something that is very heartbreaking and I wish didn’t exist. Oh I will be blogging my Blogathon adventures over at a different blog. Be sure to stop by on July 31st and cheer me on (AND DONATE) I will have a button/link/something up on the sidebar to make it easier for you to help. This is where I’ll be Blogathon Adventures

This has been brought to you by the letter U for Unicorn.. because my daughter has been asking for one and wants to know if we can get one at the zoo.

Pamela

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On Being a {paranoid} Mother

Sunday, June 27th, 2010

There’s so much shit that we stress and panic about as parents. Or maybe not really once you’ve been doing it for several years now… Except I totally do stress and panic.. STILL. I know that its normal to freak out. There’s so much wrong in the world. Cancer, illnesses, and there are those undetected illnesses/diseases. They all suck. And when something happens to your child, you go into lovable and friendly butterfly to a pissed off and protective mama bear.

So many children die either from cancer, prematurity, pneumonia and other diseases, so many children are in hospitals. As if we didn’t have enough to worry about. There’s all the daily stuff that happens in everyday life. “Holy hell, Jimmy just ingested a screw.” And “my daughter just split her lip open” Sooo much crap that they do or happens to them that worries the crap out of us. And we say they’re sending us to our early grave. Its crazy isn’t it? When mothering instincts kick in as you run (you totally feel like you’re never going to be there just in time) towards your child and they’re falling off their bike, or the stairs, or the top of the slide.

Holy effin crap Natalie just jumped from the couch to the floor and hit her head super hard. “Did she get a concussion” is the first thing that pops in my head. “Omgomgomg look at that bump!” I’m screaming to my Husband. “Relax” is all he tells me. Easy for him to say. He didn’t carry her inside HIS womb for nine whole months. Things like that happen all the time, I know I know. I should be used to it. I mean she’s a toddler after all. Is she going to make my heart beat like this every minute and feel like it will beat right out of your chest.

When you’re pregnant, MOST women do everything to avoid any harm to their unborn baby. I mean I totally didn’t fall off the bed when I was sleeping intentionally. You probably had those crazy dreams I had when I was pregnant.. *stop reading if you’re pregnant NOW* you know the ones.. The ones you can thank the lifetime channel and your anxiety too. Would you like for me to remind you? :sigh: The dreams where someone would break in your house/apartment/condo cut your belly open and take your baby. You see? I told you to stop reading. Anyway I would wake up yelling, crying and sweating. It seems that your anxiety goes up a notch once you become pregnant.

From you falling asleep at the most for ten minutes and your toddler making herself a “pretty princess” with a black Sharpie covering her legs, hands, arms, cheeks and lips with it and waking you up panicked. To that big ass swelled up spider bite that omgomgomgomg what kind of spider was it and spending over 100 dollars just for the doctor to tell you its not infected and that she’s just allergic. Well shit, now I have to freak out over any insect bite she gets. To omgomg she just got her foot stuck on the bottom rails of the coffee table and she can’t get out and hyperventilating. To what the hell do I feed her if she doesn’t want to eat today? Is something wrong with her? Oh and my daughter isn’t talking and she’s two years old. Does she need speech therapy? Google doesn’t help much when you’re a panicked mother looking for answers. Have you noticed? Don’t you dare to even google spider bites if your three year old just got bit by an unidentified spider.

My point is that… This is why I blog. This is why I use twitter. To reach out to those mothers googling the same thing I am. Offering a cyber hug. A (picture of a) good drink because they’re just so far away. To talk to other moms. And also… There’s just a sense of relief knowing that someone out there thousands of miles away from you, another mother is going through the same exact same thing. That You are not alone. See… While I’m not totally and completely alone because I have a lot of family… I just can’t talk to anyone about the things that are in my head. I feel judged by them. I feel that I’ll be criticized. That they’ll think I’m a bad mother. That it won’t be confidential.

I constantly get asked why I blog, why I twitter. Why I communicate with people all over the world. With mothers who totally get it. Like in a phone conversation I had earlier today with my gorgeous cousin Diana, she answered my question… She said “sometimes we want an unbiased answer/advice” and that’s my reason. Why I totally love her. Oh and she’s new to the blogging world. So go say hi and give her lots of bloggy love.

What was your first omgomgomg moment that involved your kids? Busting their heads open? Their first concussion?

Pamela

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Quarter-Life Crisis, Garage Sales, and Twilight FanFiction

Sunday, April 26th, 2009

So I know my Husband would hate the idea of me blogging about him or anything about him for that matter. He thinks me blogging is crazy and dumb. He asks me why I share things to the public. I have no idea why.. really. I told him that I would find it weird for someone who actually knows me in real life to read my blog and my daily ramblings. I dont know. You’d think that I would be much more comfortable for someone who actually really truly knows me to read my blog to see what the hell is going on in my head than some stranger or my online friends right? But honestly, I feel that most of my online friends get me and get the point that I’m trying to make.. So anyway.. my Husband wants a bike. He even contacted a few sellers from craigslist and seemed all giddy about it when they contacted him back right away. I hate to shatter someone’s ‘dreams and hopes’ but omg this is a motorcycle we’re talking about. Something he knows nothing about! He just figures he’d be a pro at it or something, I’m guessing. He’s never even ridden one before! He’s seriously lost his marbles! So anyway now that I said HELL NO, he’s all mopey and sighy and it’s starting to bug me. We had already talked about the bike thing a long while ago and I told him I had a few requisites before him getting a motorcycle. For one, life insurance. I don’t and couldn’t handle being a widow in my twenties. I’m not a gold digger but I just see him as selfish if he’s doing this because of a quarter-life crisis! What about his family?! Second, he’d have to take every motorcycle safety class there is! And have to wear a helmet at all times. I even told him I didnt want him on the highway. I got all psycho on him. I mean of course he pisses me off to no end at times but that doesnt stop me from being in love with him and caring about him.. He just asked me that any of my readers are welcome to donate to his motorcycle dream fund. He’s got to be kidding.

So my plans for this weekend was to clean my entire apartment from top to bottom and it didnt happen. It was one of those lazy weekends type of weekends, do you know what I mean? But overall I found some very good finds at garage sales so it wasnt a total waste of weekendess! I found a classic red radio flyer trike whom I already have a person in mind that I want to give it to.. and this little Crayola magnetic stands that has the whole alphabet in magnets and some random shapes and numbers for $4 it sort of looks like this but its not. It is super cute though even though its blue and she has nothing blue in her room .. wel playroom because she still doesnt sleep in there… even though her toddler bed is as cute as can be.. nope.. she refuses to sleep there even when I bribe her with ‘cowie’ when cowie means chocolate. I know bad bad mommy! But seriously can you blame me for trying? Do you have any other suggestions? And we put the potty training on hold at the moment since all of a sudden she went from peeing in it to no no no and running away scared!

Oh and you might want to stop reading if you’re not into the kinky fan fiction stories and stuff like that LOL. But it’s about vampires and a sparkly cvampire who goes by the name of Edward Cullen.. I thought that might totally grasp your attention.. well here’s a little excerpt of the little story I found online and the link to read the whole story.. although I dont know if the person who wrote it actually finished it. I’m going to look more into that but for the moment…

link and here’s more fan fiction from Twilight!

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Just Need To Vent For A Second..

Tuesday, March 3rd, 2009

I don’t care how many kids you have, but if you’re going to have kids, just make sure you have the means to support them! If you don’t know who I’m talking about then you should ready my tags.. that would be pretty clear. Anyway, here she is the mother of more than a dozen kids and shes getting her nails done in a salon and getting starbucks! What the hell lady! And what about her face surgeries to make her look like A. Jolie? I know she still has money from the settlement from when she was working, but I would not be getting my nails done if I have 14 mouths to feed at home! Sheesh! I’m glad she refused to be in the porn business… I feel really bad for her kids. How is she going to give each kid her undivided attention?

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