October 27, 2009

The Stinky Girl

My daughter LOVES LOVES French Onion Soup!!!

It's definitely NOT one of my favorites, but for some reason she just loves it. I always know what she has had for lunch when she goes to Mama Cilla and Papa Chuck's house because, quite frankly, she STINKS -- not to mention the fact that it seeps from her pores for at least a day or two!

Somehow, by the magic of just being the "Miracle" that she is, she convinces them to go to Mimi's Cafe and gets her usual little bowl of the soup with some fruit. At least it's healthy, I guess!!

This was a little ditty of a poem I made up... again, just to make her laugh!

French Onion Soup and the Little Stinky Girl

She's all woken up this mornin'
All sleepy-eyed and a-yawnin'
She's wearing her Barbie gown so pink
But boy, oh boy, does that little girl stink!

How can something ever so cute
So sweet as fresh picked fruit
Smell so awfully bad?

See, my little girl has a weakness
And that, I truly know
Our family got together, the troup
And at dinner she had the French Onion Soup!

This is truly how it goes
Everyone around her knows
She loves the stuff so very much
But the next day, it's hard to be around her and such

All I really want to say
To her this very day
Before you go potty
Brush your teeth cuz you smell rotty!

One look from my yawny girl
Makes my heart a-flitter and a-whirl
None of it really matters
One look, one kiss and the smell just goes and shatters!

I know! It sounds so mean, but hey, it got her giggling again!

October 23, 2009

My daughter is a hoarder

As a disclaimer, in no way am I making fun of this debilitating disease, but I am finding that my daughter has these tendencies that could possibly turn into something down the road.

Could it?

I find her little stashes of things EVERYWHERE.

I find chapsticks, dressup earrings, a plethora of toy cell phones, broken cell phones, pens up the WAZOO, pads of papers, torn papers, cut papers, cards, playing cards... you name it, it's there.

And they are all in my car!!!!!

I go to clean out my car periodically, but try to stay on a schedule once a week since we are just scrambling from here to there and back around again.

She has these little -- and sometimes big -- items crammed into the deep crevices of the seat cushions, the door handle slots, the pouches (yes, plural!) in the back seats.

How does she actually smuggle this stuff in there?!?!?!? She goes into the car with a tiny little pocket book or purse bag and leaves this mound of stuff when she exits!

Is she stuffing her shirt, her skirt, her undies???

This is a phenomena that I may never find the answer to.

But, it cracks me up to say the least!

When I bring it to her attention, she gives me a little side look, bobbles her head a wee bit... then giggles!!!

I love that little girl o' mine!

October 19, 2009

So did you REALLY jump into your jammies 'cuz you knew I was coming over?

So, this is kind of a weird experience. Dad has a new girlfriend of about… three months (supposedly they were “friends” for much longer) … and we both agreed that she wouldn’t stay over on the one night a week that Miracle is supposed to be spending the night.

Well, this past Friday Miracle spent the night as planned (which is not consistent, but whatever). Since I was going to be picking her up really early, he was going to have her all fed and ready to go.

She was a good girl and did everything she was supposed to and I was a little early, but all worked out well. I get to his apartment and go in to get all of her things and lo and behold, who comes out of the bedroom in her damn jammies, but the girlfriend.

Uh…. hello!! What are you doing here and why the hell are you in your jammies???

I get outside and ask Dad if we were still on the same page about the whole “girlfriend not spending the night thing on the one night a week that you have your daughter”.

He says… oh, no, she didn’t spend the night. She was dropping her daughter off at her Cosmetology school thing and she came over right after. So, I asked if she just came over in her jammies at 7:30 in the morning -- just thinking it to be a little odd. He says, oh no, she didn’t come in them, she changed into them. I, of course, laughed, but the funnier thing was the look he was giving when he was telling me about it, like even HE thought it to be odd. Damn clingon!

Now, am I crazy or does that seem a little too passive/aggressive? Why would you do that knowing I would be over to pick up my child? Can you make an awkward situation even more awkward?

Please, oh, please? Could you?

October 12, 2009

A bit of my Zodiac...

So, I was reading this site with me coworker (a little bit o' Irish, not a typo) and I had to share it as I find it interesting enough, even if only for me because it seems to ring true with most of it.

I copied and borrowed this from a website that I came across by chance… or by a Google search that the Google Gods sent forth to me. Would that be by chance or fate…? (dem’s jokes, people!). I give credit to “Ken Ward’s Astrology Pages”. This mostly applies to me and my Aries sisters, but if you would like to visit for your own enthusiasm, the web address is:


~ Libra ~

My sign is a "cardinal" one that comes from the French word "cardo", meaning a hinge, that on which something turns. It is the most important part. The cardinal directions are the north, south, east and west. They are the times when the seasons change. Aries for Spring; Cancer for Summer; Libra for Autumn; and Capricorn for Winter. They therefore are times for a new beginning. Mind you, my favorite time of year is Autumn/Fall.

In Astrology, the cardinal signs are the first, fourth, seventh and tenth (Aries, Cancer, Libra and Capricorn). These signs are characterised by enterprise, or starting things.

Sometimes Aries and Libra are called equinox signs, and Cancer and Capricorn are called solstice signs. Equinoxes are times of perfect balance between day and night (day and night are 12 hours long). The solstice times are the times of the longest day (Cancer) and the longest night (Capricorn).

Aries and Libra are times of balance, but also times of abrupt change. Cancer and Capricorn are times of extremes. The diagram below shows the zodiac in its natural form, with Aries in the first position (the start of spring) and the signs on their natural angles.
Quadruplicity Signs ~ Keywords:

Cardinal Aries Cancer Libra Capricorn Enterprise
Fixed Taurus Leo Scorpio Aquarius Stability
Mutable Gemini Virgo Sagittarius Pisces Adaptability

The sequence of cardinal (create, begin), fixed (change or maintain) and mutable (change to something else, end, destroy) is part of all the things we experience in the world. This pattern recurs through the horoscope in the quarters of the zodiac. Because these are four groups (or quarters) they are called quadruplicities.

Cardinal Signs

The cardinal signs are associated with starting things, initiating things or being "enterprising". They are forceful and aggressive and have the will to accomplish something, often something new. They project into the world. They are creative in the sense that they cause things and start things. (This part, I'm not entirely sure of. This "enterprising mumbo jumbo means change; I don't do well with change.)

Aries people will do this energetically and urgently (or impatiently). They cannot wait to do what they have in mind to do and that which is motivated by their enthusiasm.

Cancer people are emotionally assertive. They project emotion in a protective and sensitive way.

Librans do it in a balanced way, considering the viewpoints of others. Because they are people of air, they are more likely to project in a verbal way (yeah, this is a wee bit true!), compared with Aries who take action on their enthusiasm. Librans will tend to use language to cause others to take the necessary action.

Capricorn projects in a practical, down to earth manner. It takes action based on practical need, and success.

Well, there is definitely more, but I thought I would share these snippets as I'm surrounded by Aries and Librans... you know who you are!

October 10, 2009

Things with a face...

So, I'm trying to get some end of summer cleaning out done. Thankfully, it's nice that I've been able to get a little done when Miracle is not with me, which doesn't happen that often. I don't want to overwhelm her with the exiting of her old, broken missing pieces and parts toys and I don't want to overwhelm myself with having to justify to her why it needs to be done.

Anyway, I seem to have a difficult time "exiting" anything with a face!!

I came across this little orange dinosaur piggy bank that she received FREE, mind you, somewhere at some fast food place that she should not have been eating at. So, I ask myself, when the thing "looks at me", why can I not just throw it away?

Well, for one reason, I try to be "green" so in the Goodwill bag it shall go. Once I get beyond the sad, staring eyes that are pleading with me... "No, I don't want to go. I like it here. Okay, so you don't put money in me, but that's okay, right?"

I have just realized as I'm typing this that I must have too much time on my hands and way too much to be doing to be doing this.

Have a wonderful Saturday, everyone!
Fall is right around the corner.
Enjoy the cooler days and the time with family and friends.
It shall all pass so quickly as it does every year!

October 6, 2009

Tell me a story, Mommy!

Well, so I'm not a very good or creative storyteller. I'll admit that, but I do love to make the girl giggle just to hear her giggle.

So, this is the story I came up with on a whim to hopefully get her to quiet down and sleep... knowing in the back of my mind that it would, in fact, have the opposite affect.

So, there once was a cat
She sat and sat and sat
With her coat all gold and sable
To stare you down, she was quite able

There once was a dog the color of honey
A tall dog that had lots of money
He was long and lean with white socks
His tail did curl in a circle and not a box

This cat and this dog
They walked through the fog
To find the little girl
With the pink scarf in her hair all a-curl

This little family they did make of three
To live happily ever after with glee

z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z

The End