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Sunday, May 11, 2008
Posted by Neurotic Mom @ 3:48 PM
This is actually a re-post from last year. I don't celebrate Mother's Day in the traditional way that everyone else does, it doesn't mean the same thing to me that it does for you. This poem should explain what Mother's Day is for me and how I celebrate it.
MotherhoodIt is such a wonderful thing to watch you grow
Seeing your first smile to your first steps
Hearing your first giggle to your first words
Your first of everything is an endless joy
It broke my heart with your first scrape
And band-aids on both knees
It tore my heart with your first trip to the hospital
It made me feel so helpless to see you hurt
I never knew there could be such mixed feelings
Of happiness and helplessness all in one day
One minute I would be laughing at your antics
And the next rushing to your side to kiss away your hurts
But still motherhood is something I could never trade
There is no amount of money in this world to change my mind
If I had a chance to go back in time and pick another career
Without a doubt I would still choose Motherhood

©2006 *All rights reserved. Do not use on or off the Internet without my permission.*
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Saturday, May 03, 2008
Posted by Neurotic Mom @ 11:13 PM
I've had long hair for so many years i forgot exactly how long it's been. Well this past week i was going to go for a trim and ended up telling the hair dresser to chop it off. She tied it back into a ponytail and cut it, then gave me a really nice and easy style. What am i doing with the hair cut off? I donated it (through the hair salon) to Wigs for Kids.
I was going to post a pic but I'm not done yet. Yeah really not done yet, I'm going back to get my hair colored, something i haven't done in 20 yrs. Last year i had a friend do it, but it wasn't done right and it washed out so i don't count that one.
The kids and hubby got their hair cuts too but nothing drastic, just the usual summer cuts and buzz.
I do want to say I'm really really thankful for true friends, they are few and far in between. Yesterday as my husband was coming home from work and was stopping for a couple of errands the van wouldn't start back up.
A neighbor went and picked him up and our best friends, Moosemom and company showed up this morning to fix it. Her hubby saved us the cost of towing, BS labor for finding the problem, labor for fixing, parts and taxes. So we took the whole crew out to lunch and had a great time.
The above mentioned best friend, Moosemom, has been bringing over tons of clothes and toys for the kids which has been a huge help to us financially. The cost of clothes for kids is insane. Their clothes cost more than mine.
Anyway i finally went through Taz' clothes, putting away what is getting too small and pulling out the next size. I can't believe how much clothes he has but can you believe i don't have any size 5 pants in 2 bins of clothes. I must have had a brain fart while making their clothes size lists.
I still need to take pics of Tornado in her new princess play clothes that Moosemom brought over this morning. I almost had to pull her out of them at bedtime, she did not want to take them off.
Moosemom, Taz was royally P'd off when you didn't follow us home with the boys and drop them off for a sleepover.
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Friday, April 18, 2008
Posted by Neurotic Mom @ 1:02 PM

Tornado has been grounded a lot lately for her behavior. Last night i went to tuck her into bed and she started acting up again. Me being absolutely fed up with her attitude decided to give one warning and the conversation went like this....
Me (holding up my fingers):
"You're this close to being grounded for the weekend!!"Tornado (holding her fingers even closer together):
"I'm this close to being good"End of conversation
I had to walk out of her room, i didn't know whether to laugh or smack her. I need Valium, really I do.
So how was your week?
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Sunday, March 30, 2008
Posted by Neurotic Mom @ 8:36 PM
This book was originally suppose to be out, well a long time ago, but finally it's at the publisher. If you want your copy before it hits the book stores follow the links below to order it.
**I am not the author of this book but a couple of my poems will be in it.**I am honored that I have been allowed to read the manuscript.
I normally don't have an interest in reading books like this, they are usually too depressing and well pretty much "pity me" stories. I found this book is not the average story and the author is not the typical writer.
First off she doesn't give graphic details that some people seem to love reading and second of all I didn't see any "pity me" in it. I did see a strong, courageous and compassionate woman telling her story in hopes to help others heal. Even as a child she seemed strong, courageous and compassionate.
This book has taken me by complete surprise, it really wasn't what I was expecting. Emotionally it wasn't easy to read but I don't regret it and neither will you.
Author: Diana Joy AlbertsenI am here to tell the true story for my siblings and myself. My hope is that by telling my story it will help give other unseen children and my siblings the courage to heal. That people may know what it is like to look at the world through the eyes of a child who is unseen by society. You will see a dramatic true story of how one person can change the life of a child. Please read these words, and realize that to accomplish this book has been a painful road.

The book,
Looking through the eyes of an unseen child, is a painful true story of child abuse, neglect and sorrow. This autobiography was written by a brave woman who went through her childhood bottling her thoughts and fears inside her heart. Through her writings she tells the story of her life and how she came to grips with her past for the purpose of helping other unseen children be seen. This book was published like no other, causing one to reflect on their own childhood without wanting to flee from the secrets within them. Each child in this book could be one of your students, patients, clients or even your child's best friend. Each child in this book experienced true pain and no one child's eyes shows more guilt than the others. Please read this book and realize as a society we are responsible for the unseen children who are our future. The outcome of child abuse can tear apart families who once clung to each other for safety. By reading this book, the author hopes that her life story can help stop the pattern that many abused children continue to live into adulthood.
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Friday, March 28, 2008
Posted by Neurotic Mom @ 12:43 PM
I don't know who did this, but i wonder if i have enough snow left in my yard to do that.

P.S. For everyone wondering where I've been, we bought a house and are still busy unpacking.
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Sunday, February 24, 2008
Posted by Neurotic Mom @ 1:45 PM
by Cherie Carter-Scott
1. You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it's yours to keep for the entire period.
2. You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called, "life."
3. There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial, error, and experimentation. The "failed" experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiments that ultimately "work."
4. Lessons are repeated until they are learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.
5. Learning lessons does not end. There's no part of life that doesn't contain its lessons. If you're alive, that means there are still lessons to be learned.
6. "There" is no better a place than "here." When your "there" has become a "here", you will simply obtain another "there" that will again look better than "here."
7. Other people are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.
8. What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
9. Your answers lie within you. The answers to life's questions lie within you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust.
10. You will forget all this.
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Friday, February 08, 2008
Posted by Neurotic Mom @ 1:00 AM
December 8 - 6:00 PM. It started to snow. The first snow of the season and the wife and I took our cocktails and sat for hours by the window watching the huge soft flakes drift down from heaven. It looked like a Grandma Moses Print. So romantic we felt like newlyweds again. I love snow!
December 9 - We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Can there be a more lovely place in the Whole World? Moving here was the best idea I've ever had. Shoveled for the first time in years and felt like a boy again. I did both our driveway and the sidewalks. This afternoon the snowplow came along and covered up the sidewalks and closed in the driveway, so I got to shovel again. What a perfect life.
December 12 - The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a disappointment. My neighbor tells me not to worry, we'll definitely have a white Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful! Bob says we'll have so much snow by the end of winter, that I'll never want to see snow again. l don't think that's possible. Bob is such a nice man, I'm glad he's our neighbor.
December 14 - Snow lovely snow! 8" last night. The temperature dropped to -20. The cold makes everything sparkle so. The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and sidewalks. This is the life! The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again. I didn't realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I'll certainly get back in shape this way. I wish l wouldn't huff and puff so.
December 15 - 20 inches forecast. Sold my van and bought a 4x4 Blazer. Bought snow tires for the wife's car and 2 extra shovels. Stocked the freezer. The wife wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. I think that's silly. We aren't in Alaska, after all.
December 16 - Ice storm this morning. Fell on my ass on the ice in the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like hell. The wife laughed for an hour, Which I think was very cruel.
December 17 - Still way below freezing. Roads are too icy to go anywhere. Electricity was off for 5 hours. I had to pile the blankets on to stay warm. Nothing to do but stare at the wife and try not to irritate her. Guess I should've bought a wood stove, but won't admit it to her. God I hate it when she's right. I can't believe I'm freezing to death in my own living room.
December 20 - Electricity's back on, but had another 14" of the damn stuff last night. More shoveling. Took all day. Goddamn snowplow came by twice. Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but they said they're too busy playing hockey. I think they're lying. Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a snow
blower and they're out. Might have another shipment in March. I think they're lying. Bob says I have to shovel or the city will have it done and bill me. I think he's lying.
December 22 - Bob was right about a white Christmas because 13 more inches of the white shit fell today, and it's so cold it probably won't melt till August. Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel and then I had to piss. By the time I got undressed, pissed and dressed again. I was too tired to shovel. Tried to hire Bob who has a plow on his truck for the rest of the winter; but he says he's too busy. I think the asshole is lying.
December 23 - Only 2" of snow today. And it warmed up to 0. The wife wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What is she nuts!!! Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did but I think she's lying.
December 24 - 6". Snow packed so hard by snowplow, l broke the shovel. Thought I was having a heart attack. If I ever catch the son of a bitch who drives that snow plow I'll drag him through the snow by his balls and beat him to death with my broken shovel. I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish
shoveling and then he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over where I've just been! Tonight the wife wanted me to sing Christmas carols with her and open our presents, but I was too busy watching for the goddamn snowplow.
December 25 - Merry fucking Christmas! 20 more inches of the god damn slop tonight. Snowed in. The idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. God I hate the snow!
Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel. The wife says I have a bad attitude. I think shes a fricking idiot. If I have to watch "It's A Wondeful Life" one mor time, I'm going to stuff her into the microwave.
December 26 - Still snowed in. Why the hell did I ever move here? It was all HER idea. She's really getting on my nerves.
December 27 - Temperature dropped to -30 and the pipes froze, plumber came after 14 hours of waiting for him, he only charged me 1,400 to replace all my pipes.
December 28 - Warmed up to above -20. Still snowed in. THE BITCH is driving me crazy!!!
December 29 - 10 more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it could cave in. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he think I am?
December 30 - Roof caved in. I beat up the snow plow driver he is now suing me for a million dollars not only the beating I gave him but also for trying to shove the broken snow shovel up his ass. The wife went home to her mother. 9" predicted.
December 31 - I set fire to what's left of the house. No more shoveling.
January 8 - Feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep giving me. Why am I tied to the bed?
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Thursday, February 07, 2008
Posted by Neurotic Mom @ 11:57 PM
Joe Smith started the day early having set his alarm clock(MADE IN JAPAN ) for 6am. While his coffeepot(MADE IN CHINA )was perking, he shaved with his electric razor (MADE IN HONG KONG).
He put on a dress shirt(MADE IN SRI LANKA), designer jeans(MADE IN SINGAPORE) and tennis shoes(MADE IN KOREA).
After cooking his breakfast in his new electric skillet (MADE IN INDIA) he sat down with his calculator (MADE IN MEXICO) to see how much he could spend today.
After setting his watch (MADE IN TAIWAN) to the radio (MADE IN INDIA) he got in his car (MADE IN GERMANY) filled it with GAS (from Saudi Arabia) and continued his search for a good paying AMERICAN JOB.
At the end of yet another discouraging and fruitless day checking his Computer (Made In Malaysia), Joe decided to relax for a while.
He put on his sandals (MADE IN BRAZIL) poured himself a glass of wine (MADE IN FRANCE) and turned on his TV (MADE IN INDONESIA), and then wondered why he can't find a good paying job in AMERICA .