~ Rut Roh Raggy! ~

Today I faced the one thing every mother of a son dread’s to hear. You see Shaggy the man-child is 17 ½ now and he’s not the girl crazy type even though he’s interested in girls he knows that he’s not ready for a “Serious Relationship” so he leaves them be. I can respect that. Actually, sometimes I wish I could have been that smart.

Well, this afternoon I receive a phone call from Shaggy and it went something like this.


- “Hey mom?”
- “ Hi Honey! What ya need?”
- “ I was wondering if it would be alright to go over to…. (Insert girl’s name here) house?”

Instantly a concerto of chirping crickets begins to play!
I’m totally dumb founded at this point. I’m sitting there unable to think of anything to say. Anyone that knows me can testify what a miracle this moment was cause my blowhole was shut. LOL

Finally, I gained some use of my vocal chords and was able to ask, “ What?” Yeah that was all I could muster. Pathetic really. I’ve been reduced to a mediocre single word response and at that point my 1 yr old niece could out talk me even if it is in G.I. grunts and chipmunk. LOL

Shaggy repeated his question and I regained some composure and slowly the word “OK” left my lips.
The conversation continued at this point and for some unknown reason I began channeling Billy Murray from Caddy Shack!

- “ Where does she live?”

- “ She lives at *Bleep, Bleep* Street. It’s only a few blocks from our house.”

- “ Whatcha gonna be doin’?” Stretching out each word as it releases from my vocal chords.

- “ Oh we’re going to play some games and stuff.”

Ok at this point I’m totally flipping out inside. My heart starts racing and I keep forgetting to breathe! OK, Breathe! I just got to Breathe! What the hell does he mean by STUFF? It better not be the stuff he shouldn’t be doing! What if this girl is fast and tries to Kiss my baby!!!!
OMGS! He is his father’s son maybe STUFF means the same thing as his father’s, “ we were just watching TV.”
Oh Sweet Jesus that’s how I ended up with Shaggy in the first place! Make mental note to remove all the evil TV’s from the house ASAP!

All of a sudden a voice rips through my total internal meltdown.

- “What time should I come home mom?

Think fast! Come on think fast! You want him to think you’re cool with it but you don’t want to give them to much time cause they are teens and they sometimes do STUFF! OMGS! What do I say? What time? OH geez, oh geez!

- “ How about 5 o’clock? This way you can get the dishes done while I’m starting supper.” Faking my way through it so I seem calm.

- “ Ok mom. Bye!” and CLICK went the receiver.

I’m on the verge of hysterics at this point. I call my Darling Hubby right away at work. I’m so shocked I just can’t absorb it! This was right out of left field. I was completely caught off guard.

I can tell from the get go my Hubby don’t share my mommy sentiments as I can hear him trying not to laugh at me. He’s happy, excited and relieved that his son is FINALLY at a girl’s house. Needless to say that didn’t help much. I get off the phone and I turn into a big puddle of Mama mud. MY Baby! He’s my baby! I’m not ready for this! OMGS! What if she starts calling the house? Then what am I going to do? With each thought another tear would trail down my cheek.

This has totally messed me up and they’re just friends at this point. Heaven help me when he starts to actually “DATE”! Heaven help my Husband when my first baby bird finally leaves the nest. He’ll be calling Shaggy to move in with him. LOL

I know that this is normal and a healthy part of growing up but DAMNIT! Why can’t kids at least come with warning lights so you know when these things are coming? This way you can at least brace your self so you are better able to deal with it. And why can’t they stay little till their Carter’s wear out?

Being a Parent is a bittersweet journey and as Mother’s I think it is even more so. These are our BABIES! Only Mom’s can understand this cause it’s different for Fathers. Not that it doesn’t hurt any less for Dads it just isn’t the same. We spend our lives from the moment of conception nurturing, caring for and loving them. Even though intellectually I know that this job never stops it still is hard to watch them grow up and not need me so much anymore.

It’s amazing watching your children grow and blossom into the people they will be but as they get older you can’t help but to still want to scoop them up in your arms and protect them like when they were wee ones. The problem is you can’t and at some point you have to let them spread their glorious butterfly wings. This is truly the bitter sweetness of parenthood cause this is when the relationship between the child and parent changes into a new and wonderful stage. It requires us as parents to resist the urge to step in and carry them, to not scoop them up and hold them in our laps and to realize that we will no longer be able to protect them like we used to.

Please pass the tissues!

~ Kids Say The Darnedest Things! ~

I got a good laugh this afternoon. You see, Bubba and I had to go pick up Shaggy after school today cause he had computer club. I figured since I had to be out in the world for that we might as well try to grocery shop on our way home. Well, when I picked up Shaggy I informed him and Bubba of my bright idea and they weren’t happy to say the least.

I said to Shaggy, “ Oh stop your complaining. The last time we went shopping we never got it finished. So you got off easy that time.”

Shaggy says, “ So what! I hate shopping.”

- “ Well if that’s the case then whose going to do the shopping for you once you move out?”

-“ I will!” He says

- “Yea right! You’ll come over to my house and shop in my freezer and pantry. I know you!” I said laughing

I proceed to tell him that it won’t take long besides it’s better they come with to keep an eye on me. Then Bubba chimes up from the back seat and says, “ Well if you go down this time Shaggy and I can put you in the cart!”

Shaggy and I started laughing hard. I told Bubba, “ I don’t think so buddy.”

- “ I can’t lift mom so there is no way you can Bubba.”, said Shaggy while trying to not bust a gut.

- “ Then we got to go home and get Dad so he can put her in the cart then!” says Bubba as he giggles away.

Can’t blame the boy for trying. However, Little does he know that there is no way I’m riding in the cart. LOL

~ Let Me off! ~

Ok, the world can stop and let me off now! It’s either that or the universe needs to find someone else to pick on because I need a break. Unfortunately for me I think it has one more evil joke to play on me.

All right I’m a bad blogger and have been slacking off a lot. I’ve had my reasons number Uno being sheer lack of motivation. I think you all can understand once I explain.

Lets see, where should I start? Oh I know! About a week after my last post I was doing laundry when I noticed that water was sitting in the floor drain in my basement. It was slowly going down. Now, we had this problem a week after we moved in and Lye took care of it so I wasn’t too concerned. I told my dear hubby and he informed me that he would pick up some Lye on his way home to hit the floor drain with. Sounded fair enough to me and I thought no more of it.

The next afternoon I hear Shaggy the man child scream that he can’t get the clothes that I asked him to retrieve out of the dryer cause there is water all over the floor. So, I go running down there and low and behold it’s not just water but I literally have shit all over the floor in the laundry room and bathroom down there! As if that wasn’t digusting enough the toilet was backed up and so was the drain in the shower stall in the bath. Ok, at this point I’m totally gagging! This is so my girly yucky factor. I don’t deal well with raw sewage at all. * shudders * Of course I’m the one that has to get all this off the floor. The smell was awful and the rest was just down right nasty. Eewwww!

I call up my hubby at his work to apprise him of the current change in events that had occurred between that night and the next day. It was as if he couldn’t grasp the concept. Well, He comes home after work with a bottle of Lye in hand and I tell him that the Lye isn’t going to work we need a plumber. He wants to do it his way first. He poured the Lye in the drain and it just sits there. Finally around 6 at night he says we need a plumber. I got stuck calling around to every number I could find till I found one that still snakes out pipes. One would think that would be mandatory plumbing practice but evidentially not. UGH! Finally I found one and he came out to our house around 8pm and snaked out all our pipes in the basement. It worked like a charm while managing to separate us from $150.00.

It turns out that since this lovely ass backwards town that I live in didn’t have housing inspectors till 2001 that the plumbing in the basement bathroom isn’t up to code. Turns out they ran a 2” pipe from the basement toilet to the main line! Who the hell in their right mind would do that? Not to mention the fact that we are a little bit tweaked about being lied too about this issue cause the previous homeowners hid it from the realtor and us. I know they had to have known this cause they lived here for 2 years and had a family of 4 just like us. So, I know they took craps in the basement toilet, which would have the same result. Now the bathroom downstairs is a turd free zone. Because, I’m not cleaning up shit again! Needless to say it took 3 days and a bottle of bleach to clean the laundry room and bath. I’m glad that’s over with.

Then it was a rash of illness. Shaggy the man-child was sick at home already when the basement thing happened. He brought home some type of Ebola. The child is lethal! LOL Then about a week later Bubba comes down with it. He’s out of school for a whole week! Poor baby was sicker than a dog. Once both of them were feeling well and back in school on a regular bases it was time for me to start the job hunt.

The job hunt has taken a few weeks but it’s paid off 4 fold. I ended up with 4 job offers all together. KFC and Culvers (both restaurants) hired me first. My start date was for after Easter. Then Wal-Mart called me and wanted to interview me on the 2nd of this month. I get all dressed up and head up there and I ended up getting a double interview. They asked me to come back on the 3rd, which I said I could do. I had two other interviews on the 3rd so it would be tight time wise but do able. I head home after the interviews and then a couple hours later Shaggy and I head up to Wal-Mart to do the grocery shopping.

Shaggy and I are shopping along and we get towards the end of the ordeal and only have 3 aisles left to go. Well, we turn up the cereal aisle and I start getting chest pains. At first I thought maybe it was from my bra being a bit tight. I couldn’t handle the pain so I thought I’d unhook my bra. That didn’t’ help at all though. The pain continued to get worse as we went up the cereal aisle. Then I started getting hot and began having a hard time breathing. I told Shaggy to hurry up and pick a box of cereal cause I wanted to get this over with. Shaggy grabs a box and we head over to the Toilet paper aisle. We turn up that aisle and now the pain is excruciating and unbearable. I now have sweat pouring off me and I can’t breathe. I lean up against the shelves cause I can’t go any farther. My left arm is feeling funky and my legs feel like lead weights. I tell Shaggy to call home and tell hubby he needs to come get me. At this point I felt like I was going to collapse so I slide down the shelves to the floor. Next thing I know I’ve got several Wal-Mart employees around me. They called for an ambulance while they laid me down and propped my legs up. Shaggy was scared telling one of the employees that he’s called home 3 times and no one answered so he left a message. I told Shaggy that it was because his father was in the bathroom. I was right. LoL

I ended up spending the night in the hospital for observation. Didn’t do any good. They don’t know what caused the situation. All they do know is that it wasn’t a heart attack. The doc on call the night I went to the ER said it could have been an angina attack and then my family doc when he came to see me to let me out of prison told me it was probably just a muscle spasms. Yeah right and I’m the pope! That was no spasm and he’s stoned! Spasms don’t feel like someone is pushing a 2x4 into your chest nor is a spasm constant. Spasm is rapid contractions and releasing of a muscle and that’s not what happened to me.

In the end I scared the hell out of everyone including myself! I don’t want to experience anything like that again for the rest of my life. The good news is that they did discover that I have a premature heartbeat (aka PVC or heart arithemia). I’ll live with this condition to a ripe old age no problem. It’s not life threatening but it’s nice to know about it.

So, on Wednesday the 3rd, at about 9am I told my nurse they needed to let me out cause I had 3 job interviews. I ended up canceling one of them cause I wasn’t able to get out till 11am. The next interview was my call back to Wal-Mart. I have some wonderful luck I tell you. I get to Wal-Mart and head into the interview room where I’m going to be offered a job and the lady that had propped my feet up the day before is there. She walks up to me and says, “ Aren’t you the gal that I helped on the toilet paper aisle yesterday?”

I knew I was busted so I owned up to it. I still got the job offer but I heard them talking about me in the little office before I left. I don’t think they’ll give me much time at work there now. Can’t really blame them.

The next interview was for KMART and it went really well. They offered me a job Stocking at night and I took it. This is the one I have decided to keep. I can’t wait to start. There were vast differences between the Wal-Mart and KMART interviews. Wal-Mart was very cold and unfriendly where as Kmart was very kind and friendly. I really enjoyed that interviewing process at KMART. I rather work for a company whose employees show warmth and friendliness from the very start than one that is cold and unfriendly. Not to mention the cold one gossips about you behind your back while your still there.

Then there was Easter weekend were we went up to see my folks and spend Saturday with them. Then we went back to Hubby’s parents house so the boys and I could go to the Easter Vigil with his mom at her catholic church. It was nice but was 2 ½ hours long. The boys did really well considering it was a long service and it was their first time going to church with their grandmother. It made her happy though and that is what matters. Then we spent Easter Sunday with hubby’s family and then came home in time to watch the season premiere of the Sopranos. LOL

So, I’ve been pretty stressed out lately hence no blogging. Now if spring would come already instead of this crappy snow I’ll be all set. LOL

And for your entertainment I present the following.

What weather are you?

You Are Wind

Strong and overpowering A force to be reckoned with, no one dares cross you You have the power to change everything around you You are best known for: your wrath Your dominant state: commanding

What Type of Weather Are You?