Gaga For Lulu

Ok, I haven’t been here for a while, huh?  Boy life is busy as crap lately!!!  M3 had surgery, then more surgery then a horrible infection then more emergency surgery and now she is on the mend. Today is her first day back to school since September the 13th.  Let’s see, I started a new nursing job, which I LOVE, last month and have been working a heck of a lot.  But I really do enjoy it so much more than the hospital.

I keep saying, “things happen for a reason”.  And this time I really believe it because I needed a kick in the ass to make a professional move, I got one and it has worked out for the better.  I am still watching the boys 3 days a week and doing the editor thing at b5media so life is on a roll, and in no way slowing down.

Swimming has started back up and is 3 nights a week with meets on Saturdays. Boy, how did my parents do it?  I hope that I have the resilience much like them to do all that I can with and for my kids. So now you are officially caught up on my very busy but boring life.  The Big Guy and I are going to need a date night pretty soon because we have been running on empty for a few weeks and it is taking it’s toll.

We need to reconnect, umm… if you know what I mean? And dinner would be nice too, haha.  I am hping to get back into the writing groove here, but it is hard since I write daily on my Diabetes Notes and A Hearty Life for b5 along with my other responsibilities there on the science and health channel.  But hey, I am not complaining, it’s work and I get to write my heart out, which I love.

I hope everyone’s October is off to a great start and look for me every once and a while!  Take care.

Picture this… The Big Guy, all 6′6″ of him, standing there watching the ladies dance… with each other. Um-huh, with each other and in no way do I mean a friendly be boppin’ kinda way but a bump and grindin’ kind of way!

Yes, The Big Guy and I had a date night on Sunday evening. And where did we go you ask? To one of the number 1, most premiere, oldest nightclub’s around our lovely city… The Hippo. The Hippo??????? Yes that would be a gay bar. We had a flippin blast.

We actually went with another married couple, heterosexual, who we have known for a very long time. We met a bunch of female couples that our friends go to church with. But it was seriously a good time had by all. The music was loud as hell, it was very smoky indeed and the dance floor was rocking. It took me right on back to my younger days!

And I would like to state a fact that in no way did I get up on a speaker and dance my ass off with a transgendered, horribly dressed individual like someone else I know. You know who you are!!!!! Hahahahahaha.

The Big Guy totally got checked out a few times. He just smiled and laughed it off. He is very secure in his “man hood”. Now he didn’t get a drink bought for him like a certain other male person, but thats the breaks. And you know who you are as well! (and now you can cross that off your “to accomplish in life” list).

I would totally go back! But this time I will not wear high heels cause my feet are still aching. GD bunions! I don’t think in his younger years The Big Guy would have gone for it, but he was cool this time around. I think secretly he was hoping to see some young, attractive, tightly dressed lady couples. You know that whole “every man’s dream” thing… I have no idea what he saw but it sure did get me some sweet lovin’, hahahahaha!

You wanna know true love? My hubby bought me yeast infection cream and “applicator thingies” (as he says) tonight at the Target pharmacy! Uh huh, apparently he slapped the big ass blue and white box right on up there and said, “hold on, I need to grab something else real quick”. He also brought home a bag of Hershey mini’s. OMG is he the bomb or what?

I guess I have to reward the Big Guy. GD this yeaster. It makes things so much more complicated and I have to put forth effort. Well damn, gonna be a good night for the ol’ Big Guy! Hahaha.

First, the title has nothing to do with the post. And second, “It’s so damn hot. Milk was a bad choice!” For those of you not familiar from Anchorman, I am sorry. But for those that are, Mr Burgandy hit the nail on the head with that one! It is freakin’ 102 on the ol’ thermometer. Come the hell on? It has been such a dry, hot and humid summer. The grass is actually crunchy at this point and the flowers are long gone. And because of the horrendous drought in the area, the local corn is just in season and is $4.50 a dozen. Please!!!!

The ‘maters are just ripe and quite honestly taste like dog doo. They just aren’t sweet. Seriously, we are even sweating in the pool. And unless you want to get up at 4:30, when it is right below 90 degrees, forget the jog or walk! I pulled the kids in the wagon this morning and you would have thought I had run a marathon with the way I was sweating. Grossioso!!!!

So yeah, I am ready for the fall. Not just because my older 2 will be in school all day! OMG, it is soooooo exciting, but also for cooler weather. And fall is my fave season anyway. The windows open, playing in sweatshirts, sitting on the porch drinking coffee and a beautiful night sky. See, I can be nice sometimes, hahaha.

I will leave you with a comment from my lil’ ol’ cherubs…

“We can’t wait to go back to school soon, you need a break from us. And you are starting to bore us. Yeah, we are really bored with you Mommy!!!!”

Aren’t they so flippin’ cute?

Well hello y’all! I am so happy to be back. I had to take a little break for a bit but I am back in full force now. I have been trying to catch up on all your lives. I have been slowly getting back in the blogging game here on my lil’ ol’ site.

So, I hope you are having a kick ass summer! The kids are a bit of a handful at times, but all in all, it has been a damn good summer break. Did you like how nicely I just said my kids are really GD bad sometimes without sounding like an evil mommy?  Haha.

The Boss finished up her swim season and she placed in the top 15 for both free and back in her age group for the county, which is about 100 kids. Proud mommy moment indeed! She had a blast and both her and M3 can’t wait for the fall/winter season to begin.

And The Babe… she will be 3 tomorrow. I can’t believe my baby is 3 years old. She is so damn cute! Although she has picked some nasty habits up from her big sissies this summer. Like telling me “no way mommy”. Yeah, not even flippin’ funny. And she has learned all the High School Musical and Jump In songs. She is too funny sometimes. By the way, she only gets half the words right when she sings them, but that doesn’t stop her from dancing and shaking her “sweet cheeks” as she puts it.

I took The Tribe down the beach, not really down but that is how we say it around this neck of the woods, this last week. They wore me out. I missed The Big Guy to say the least but we all know that absence makes the heart grow stronger.. and the ol’ sex drive, haha! Good times had by all.

I am so looking forward to getting all caught up on your lives and will be posting daily again about all my crazy ass life happenings. I have missed y’all. It is funny how you grow to know each other without ever laying eyes on each other. It’s pretty cool when you think about it!

Here is a tidbit of my summer fun… in pictures.

Proud Mommy Moment, my eldest, The Boss is kicking some mean arse in the pool this season. Uh huh! She is doing great on her team and loving every moment of it. And she is now in the top 15 in the entire county, about 1000 swimmers overall, for her age group for both 25 Free and 25 Back. Her Breaststroke is coming along, she got DQ’ed last meet for a flutter kick after her entry, and she would have finished 6th overall, but you can’t win em’ all. Oh well, they are young and learn from their mistakes.

And then there is her Butterfly, how cute they are swimming down the pool with their little butts going up and down while they try to perfect their “Fly”. She won’t be swimming that one this season, just the other 3. And she insists she wants to do the Medley, but that will have to wait till next season as well.

And you know what? Swimming is a big commitment, and quite $$$. Practice every stinking morning of their lives and 2 meets a week. It is a hell of a lot for youngin’s, ya know? But she loves it and has said she wanted to be a swimmer since she was 2 years old. And then there is her sissies… They won’t be far behind.

So yeah, a proud parent moment indeed tonight! If only the 100 degree weather with 100% humidity wasn’t around. Ugh, all the parents were dripping with sweat, sweat rings around our pits, sticky and smelly, but smiling away! What a great group of kids and parents. So supportive of ALL the kids, it is a great lesson for the kids. A sense of team and belonging as well as involvement from the parents.

By the way, I have never seen The Big Guy look so proud as when he watches her down the lane, he is so damn cute! He loves his girls sooooo much!

Why are some women just plain out shitty? Do they have to look at me like I am a gruesome, nasty ass ogre or something? Seriously, one day I am going to walk right on up to them and say, “Do I have a booger or something I don’t know about. Is my nipple hanging out? Or do you always look like you are smelling shit?”

What do you think they would do?

Honestly, at swim practice, which is every night by the way so I am familiar looking to these caddy ass mom’s, there are a couple of women that look you up and down with this look of utter disgust on their faces. Of course, I am obnoxious and smile back even bigger and make sure I say hi, but I would like to round up a bunch of us ogre moms and kick some mean ass! Want to join me?

Quotes from my ever so loving, honest to the bone, snot nosed lil’ones, better known as The Tribe…

“The helper at school, helped me tie my dress. She is skinny and soooo pretty, not like you…you are chunky, kinda more fat than her.”

“Why aren’t you pretty like Aunt Jessa. I want to look like her when I grow up!”

“Did you used to be smart when you were younger?”

“Daddeee is sooooo much more funner than you, he lets us watch loud movies and eat pizza. You are, like, a little boring.”

“It’s soooo gross that we came out your ghina, it is so nasty and stuff.”

And finally, the big wiener today…

“I wish Mom Mom was our mommy!”

Oh, that last one got me right in the freakin’ gut. M3 was referring to my mother in law, little shit! You know how that goes though, she lets them do whatever the hell they want. I guess I would prefer total whatever the shit I want over rules too. But honestly, couldn’t she have picked someone else. Sweet mother of pearl!

Ugh, I can’t win! But my job is to make sure that those little brats learn to listen well, be respectful and have some type of morals and social graces.

Now, I must run because my youngest feminine angel is wrestling my eldest on the front lawn, screaming at the top of her lungs. Lil’ booger head!!!!

So, it is 5 AM, I am trying to get motivated to get in shower. I don’t feel well. My nose has sufficiently ran all night, woke up with dried snot all over me and the pillow. How damn gross. My throat is on fire and chest feels like I am trying to breath sub arctic air. Oh joy, I have to go to frickin’ work at poopy paradise. Holy great pink mother of pearl, give me some strength. Please let my patients be good. Why, why oh why?

At least I won’t be able to smell the shit, phlegm and other bodily fluids that are coming my way today. Cheers!!!!

I am fired up!!!! Pissed as shit. Right here in Maryland today, a child sex abuser that admitted to molesting his daughter for 7 years was sentenced to, ready for this, 4 months. How sick is this world?

The man will also be able to return to his home after his big frickin’ sentence, which means that poor little girl will get to live with this mother fuddrucker again. I am so sick of seeing this kind of punishment. You know what, why don’t we tie his ass up and stick something way up his keaster as he screams no, no, no. Let’s see how he likes it, and then pretend we are deaf when he cries out for help.

So sorry if my rage is offensive to anyone, but the thought of any child being treated like this makes me see red. I am also getting an earful from The Big Guy while I write this. I swear, he would go to jail if anyone ever touched any of our girls. He is throwing 4 letter words around right and left, apparently we are moving out of Maryland due to this.

He is so damn cute sometimes, especially when he is all, “Nobody messes with my girls or wife. You guys mean everything to me”. What a good man!

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