tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72658790253476134162012-02-16T03:09:53.096-05:00Trying to find my own style in the big ol' blog world......Reticent Writerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00107090668615422594noreply@blogger.comBlogger521100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7265879025347613416.post-69474764787794643182010-06-11T07:53:00.003-04:002010-06-11T08:03:34.854-04:00

As if I have anyone left wondering about me : ) Life has been very hectic for the last year. Since starting my 'new' job a year ago I have traveled to Minneapolis, Denver, Los Angeles, Dallas, Iowa, Ohio, Boise, Seattle, Orlando, and Salt Lake City. I travel about once a month and am getting ready to go to Montana and Los Angeles next month. Add in a child with special education needs and

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I couldn't have put it more perfectly. This is from an article in Parade. It sums up my feelings exactly without being all wordy as I normally am.“It’s ridiculous that Prop 8 took away gay people’s right to marry! I have no understanding of that kind of hatred. Maybe it’s fear of difference or of the unknown. If you feel belittled, maybe you need someone else to belittle to feel powerful. It’s

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I am testing my new BlackBerry and making sure I have everything set back up right. Gonna figure this out for when I start traveling next month. Sent on the Sprint® Now Network from my BlackBerry®

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I know I have explained my absence in a few past posts so I won't rehash the negativity. Suffice it to say I have been severely underemployed for several months and going further and further down the financial ruin drain. It has been very stressful but hopefully we are putting all of that behind us and moving forward. What else has been going on? My kids had their birthdays last month. Son

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I'm not too ashamed to say I have been taking some time off lately to get my priorities back in order. Job hunting, school, a child with Aspergers and now a broken ankle have taken the majority of my attention for the last few months. I have tried to keep up with my favorite blogs to keep me centered but haven't felt the need to post anything of my own. However, my favorite blogger Heather

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It's been so long since I updated that I almost forgot I had a blog. I log in periodically to check the blogs I follow but failed to remember the real reason I set up this account. I have no excuses for not blogging other than I really have had nothing to say. Nothing witty, nothing laughable.Sometimes life throws you such hard curveballs that by the time you recover your breath, you realize that

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I thought I would feel like a million bucks if the day came where Obama was elected President. From the start it seemed impossible. His name, skin color and opponents were formidable foes. Yet, somehow, he overcame the odds to win the election with a wide lead in electoral votes and popular vote. I cried when the announcement came and said to my 12 year old son, "Watch close because this is

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I am overwhelmed at the moment with schoolwork and trying to find a job but read an e-mail recently that has me thinking even harder about the upcoming election. Obama has been my pick since the beginning and I am so happy to see how far he has come but I am still afraid. Afraid this election will come too close and have it stolen from us. Again. Afraid of what a McCain/Palin administration will

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I know my recent blog posts have been fringed with anger and/or frustration. Please know how much I appreciate those that come back in spite of it. It has been a rough couple of months but even I am tired of thinking about them so I can't even imagine how tired everyone else is of hearing about it. On to lighter fare. Maybe I should do a small update on other areas of my life. -We met a cool

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I am so not going to miss the month of September. It has been hectic beyond belief and I need some downtime without having company or visitors. My mom left a few weeks ago after spending a staggering 8.5 weeks with us over the summer. She did it to help with our son and all the problems we had with him but it was seriously time for her to go home. I appreciated the help enormously but her

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I am not one to shy away from political topics or religious discussions. I truly believe if your beliefs are strong enough that hearing someone else's thoughts and opinions will have no bearing on yours. Hearing someone else's beliefs has no bearing on mine as they weren’t born overnight and I think deeply about an issue before I develop my own opinion.I love to hear others opinions on an array

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I need a moment to unwind from a trip to visit my mother in Missouri for a week. Prior to us going there, she had been here in Maryland for almost 6 weeks keeping an eye on the boy child. We got along great while she was here but something changed when we got to Missouri.The plan was to surprise her with my brother coming to visit with me and then end the trip with a surprise 60th birthday party

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After a few appointments and interviews, the doctor at Children's Hospital thinks our son has Asperger's. It is tough to think that there really is something wrong with him that he won't outgrow but at least it gives us something to work with and he is healthy otherwise. I am in the midst of planning my mother's 60th birthday party in Missouri. From Maryland. Can I tell you how much fun that

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Thanks Amanda for the sweet comment yesterday asking where I have been. It has been a rough month in my household and I haven't quite been up to the light mood I try and keep on my blog. I am a mother but use this blog to express who I am besides my mommy title. My kids mean everything to me but that isn't all I am. So I try not to make this a total mommy blog where I prattle on and on about my

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The pictures speak for their self....I couldn't even tell you how this happened. We had a storm come through last night that reminded me seriously of growing up in Tornado Alley of the midwest. This tree did not get hit by lightning and barely made a sound when it went down. The fence is crushed under it.Believe in Global Warming now???

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Oh, that's right. Summer hasn't officially begun yet, has it? Then why the hell is the temperature over 90 degrees before noon? Did I accidentally move in the middle of the night to the Sahara Desert? We're off to a pool party for daughter. It stinks because there will be tons of kids, no shade and no chairs. Daughter doesn't know it yet but we won't be staying long.After the pool party we are

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It's amazing how much you can miss someone without realizing it. You don't even know that a piece of yourself is missing because you can't stay in contact with someone you love. Even if you haven't been able to keep in close contact for years.My brother finally has e-mail. He sent pictures of himself and where he is working in Kansas City. His life is turning around (*knock on wood*) and he is

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Apparently if you leave a laptop out on the dining room table, your guests will help themselves to it. To check their e-mails. And not sign out.I am now the surprised owner of the knowledge that Sam's cousin is not in the monogamous relationship that she thinks. Her dumbass boyfriend didn't think to sign out of his Yahoo account after he checked his e-mail. I had no clue until I clicked into

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I am always amazed when I spend time with them at the differences between us. Yes, differences are good. They are why we seek friendships and relationships. But sometimes I am surprised at the way my friends act or respond to things.We had friends over yesterday that we only see a few times a year. I mentioned them last week because their daughter and son came over for our son's birthday

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At this very moment, I am the 'mother' to four kids. Yes, four. The count stands at two 12 year olds, 1 ten year old and 1 six year old. I must have been smoking something mighty fine when I offered this deal. Too bad I used it all up before they took me up on the offer......When my son was 4 years old, he met a girl in daycare. He was enamored with her from the beginning. He was always reserved

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I haven't dropped off the face of the planet. I haven't moved to Tahiti. Although the move enters my mind daily. Who wouldn't love living in a grass hut on the water? Maybe not everyone but I would. It certainly appeals to me lately with the hectic pace of my life. Just a few updates....We survived daughter's birthday. She turned 6 and it is a great age. She is very aware of her day and

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All props for this post go to a new commentor on my blog. Jess left a comment basically saying "if you're going to talk about it the least you can do is show us what the heck you are doing" ; ) I'm not sure she knows me well enough to know I am embellishing or taking artistic liberties with her innocent enough comment but it was all I needed to write this post.I mentioned early on in my blog that

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We got up early this morning and went to eat breakfast. Even though the day was overcast and gloomy, I couldn't resist the pull of going to Lowe's and buying the rest of the top soil we needed. It killed me to leave the project we started last weekend unfinished. When we had the retaining wall built in March there was a large space between the existing landscaping and the wall. It had been

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Give me 30-40 minutes to get home from work and then it is ON!!!! Let the weekend begin.The weather is gorgeous and I am dying to get out of these stiff work clothes. Not literally stiff but you know what I mean. I am ready to kick off all shoes that don't show my toes for 2 days.No big plans but I can tell you what I won't be doing. I won't be doing research on employees 401(k) accounts. I won't

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Cleaning the house has always been my job. Sam could care less if we sat knee-deep in our own waste as long as he could lay on the couch undisturbed. Growing up in a filthy household (I do mean filthy but won't elaborate right now), I swore my house would never, ever, ever be a source of embarassment to me or my kids. Never would they be afraid to bring friend's over because of the mess and smell

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We are cleaning the entire outdoors today, it seems. Why do we bother picking up leaves off the ground when more fall from the trees? Isn't this much like making the bed you will sleep in again in about 12 hours?I've been dreaming of a frosty cold beer since 10am. Before I even ate breakfast....

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I've been a mother since I was 21. I worked full-time until my second child was born and then decided to take a few years "off" (if you don't know why those quotes are there then you are obviously not a parent or involved aunt/uncle ; ) to enjoy my kid's childhoods and finish my degree. It was great to spend the time focused on my kids and I cherish those days because I know they will never

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Once upon a time, I was a workout queen. On average, I walked or jogged 20-24 miles a week and did Winsor Pilates 5-6 times a week. I went from a size 18 after having my daughter to a 6-8 and lost 75 pounds. Then the inevitable slide began. I gained about 20-25 pounds back and barely log 4-8 miles a week and hardly ever fit in a Pilates workout. And I sit here a size 10-12 now. Doesn't sound

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For the most part, I love my job. My boss is the best boss I have ever had and my co-workers are all parents and understanding of sick kids, homework club and snow/ice days. If I need to work from home they are accomodating and don't give me a hard time. I guess there was bound to be a "rough spot" and I found it this week.It started at the beginning of March when my boss sent that hilarious

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Scene: Me minding my own business alternating work with clock-watching (come ON 4:30!) Enter ringing phone. It wasn't even my line but a shared line we all have and I was the only one available to answer. So I do. BIG mistake. Actual conversation follows....Me: HR, this is Me.She: Yes ma'am. My name is Jane Doe and I am trying to find out if I can transfer my dental insurance. I left the company

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I am the coolest wife EVER. Sam took half the day off to go out to lunch and do some early drinking with our neighbor. Apparently neighbor and neighbor's brother-in-law roped him into going out to West Virginia (enter hillbilly banjos) to go to the titty bars. Sam was upfront with me and I was fine with it. Neighbor called and tried to feed me the bullshit story he is telling his wife and sister

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The weekend before I left for Boston was pretty crazy even by our standards. I passed out on the floor of my neighbor's garage, peed on their daughter's bedroom floor, and then started all over again the next day at a friend of theirs house. We wound up staying the night on an inflatable mattress in their living room (no pee this time, thank GOD!) to avoid driving 45 minutes home severely

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Train was not all it was cracked up to be by the boss. Listening to extremely obnoxious investment banker on cellphone from Newark, NJ to Boston was not the highlight of the ride. Kicking her in the foot because she would not move her Jimmy Choo's back a step to get out of my limited space definitely was. She put her huge purse on my side of the table when I got up to get lunch. Right in front

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After a long week full of sick kids, 40 hours at work and a minor illness of my own, I was ready to let my hair down and drink the pain away last night. Details are sketchy but here is what I do know. Most were retold to make sure I was truly shamed. Mission accomplished. Timeline of events follows....7:15pm-Neighbor calls to inform me our husbands got completely trashed playing his new beer

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As I was sitting in traffic this morning I saw a Coors Light delivery truck driving the opposite direction on the interstate. I smiled because it was going in the direction of my neighborhood.Does it mean I have a problem that at 7:40am I was already counting down to my first beer?

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We are gearing up for a work trip to Boston. Most of our vendors are located there and what ones aren't there are traveling with us. It was originally scheduled for late February but got pushed back twice due to work-related hell that came up. Not that the hell has passed but we have to renegotiate our major contract there before a big HR pow-wow in early April. So, we leave Monday morning on the

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This is what is happening in my house right now even as I type. We switched out our carpets to hardwood floors last March and are just now doing the stairs. To be fair, we started the pool in June so we didn't have much chance to finish the stairs. But it was well overdue since the nasty blue carpet looked mostly brown due to mud being tracked into the house and various popsicle drippings being

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I rarely find humor in my own stupidity but occasionally, I have to stop and laugh at myself. Although I am not a stupid person in general I can be pretty boneheaded at times. In those moments, you would never know I graduated with Honors for a Business Administration degree. Sheesh.Growing up in the primative 80's we never had a dishwasher. It wasn't until I had my first apartment in San Antonio

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This is an exact copy of an e-mail I received this morning from my boss. I swear I couldn't make this up if I tried. From: HimTo: Me and 2 co-workersSubject: Projects Assignment PartyYou are all cordially invited to visit as a Group at 2pm today so that I can assign work, increase your work load and stress level and generally demoralize you with ridiculously short deliverable timeframes.Look

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My dad lived 32 years on this earth. In that short time he was a loved son, brother, father, husband and friend. He was also an avid hunter and served in the US Navy in Cuba during the Vietnam War. Although I was not yet 6 years old when he died, I have memories of him and think of him daily. I spent time as a child wondering how my life would be different with him in it and sometimes think that

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Today we are working hard on correcting payroll mistakes. Boss says we need to schedule a meeting with our lawyer to hammer out some details. Lawyer suggests a working lunch and co-worker and I beg for a great little Mexican restaurant we know. Boss: "Ok but we really ARE going to be working." Me: "Fine. But I'll need my reading glasses. MARGARITA glasses that is!!" as I hold imaginary margarita

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Inspired (yet again) by my blogger buddy, Heather, I am going to finish a few sentences to give you a peek into my soul.After six....years of marriage I really wondered what the hell I was doing. I was 28 years old and had a serious crisis. Sam can be very high-maintenance and had started having serious health issues and I really wanted to leave it all.It doesn't matter....if someone likes you or

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I've lived a lot in my 34 years and I am grateful for all of the experiences, good and bad, because I think they all led to my becoming a kick-ass adult ; ) My family was a bit worried at first considering I graduated high school by the skin of my teeth and then dropped out of college a semester in to pursue a highly successful career in gas station attending. Sadly that career ended when I was

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We were drinking over at the neighbor's house Friday night. They have their garage turned into a bar complete with satellite television and neon signs. If you don't get too drunk to run into the Jeep parked in there when you leave, it was a good night. So we're drinking and chatting and someone brings up what you would choose if you could have three wishes. We were taking turns telling what our

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One of the things we humans all have in common is the thoughts we have put into wondering what happens to us when we die. Maybe we spent nights as a child praying for forgiveness so we wouldn't wind up with that awful devil that parents and preachers spent so much time getting us to fear. It is one thing that no one can answer and we are all left to imagine where we will end up once our time on

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I must have looked like the biggest idiot yesterday. With the best of intentions to get those pesky leaves out of the backyard, I went outside all bundled up in my Lands End winter shoes and a nice pullover fleece sweatshirt. I told Sam that I was bound and determined to get them out of there so our pool area doesn't look so abandoned. He smiled and said "You know it's really cold and windy

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I desperately want to be outside in the sun with the warmth spreading from my head to my toes. It hasn't been a hard winter but when you don't enjoy the season it seems to take forever to pass. What I wouldn't give to be on a beach right now in a lounge chair watching the waves roll in with a nice drink in my hand. I will ignore the wind blowing sand in my face and the awful feeling of sand in

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I fancy myself quite the liberal voter. I want equality for ALL human beings and desperately want the war in Iraq over. I am passionate about the environment and am tuned into the smallest changes in weather that I perceive as the "beginning of the end". With that said, I walked out of the office today at lunchtime and it was 70 degrees on February 6th! I can't say I missed the sting of the cold

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Many thanks to my favoritest blogger in the blogosphere, Heather, for giving me a topic to sink my teeth into to get started blogging. She asked me to write about my favorite childhood memory so I went about trying to think of a truly good one while I cleaned the house this morning. In order for someone else to understand why this is my favorite childhood memory, I have to give a bit of history.

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I really feel like a dummy when it comes to blogs. What keeps me coming back to blogs is their depth and their reliability. Is that even a word? If so, did I spell it right? All I know is that in order for me to come back, I have to feel a connection. I really don't care if it is spiritual, political, emotional, intellectual or sexual. As long as I feel we are on the same wavelength about

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I'm showing my age but when I hear there is an approaching ice storm I always bust out the lyrics to that long-forgotten song by wanna-be-rapper, Vanilla Ice. I remember thinking he was the coolest rapper in rap. He represented a way to bridge the gap between two cultures that had been deeply divided for so long and we clung to him in an effort to show we were cool, too. Boy, that blew up in our

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I have become so addicted to blogs that I am personally responsible for my company blocking blog comments through the filters. How am I supposed to get through a day without commenting on blogs? Seriously! I work hard but I need some "me" time and if I can't get it at home by damn, I will get it at work. It is enough to make me take my shoes off and prop my feet up on the desk for a nice little

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