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7 Years of a Mom Blog Series: Minor Distractions - Part II

I'm heading into the hospital...erm...having my engine steam cleaned, later this week and meeting with my Gynecol...MECHANIC!...to discuss biopsy...I mean...PERFORMANCE EFFICIENCY DIAGNOSTICS...but, I'll find out more about that, later.

[UPDATE:  Diagnostics came back negative and that is SUCH A GOOD THING, REALLY!  So, putting my chasis into the shop for fine tuning was a GO for this Wednesday!!!]

What?

Yeah.  I'm old.  Still.  Trust me when I tell you...it's NOT the years honey...it's the mileage...and I've got something REAL special, just for you (yes, YOU!) while I'm gone.

[reaches deep into pockets]

WAIT!  Don't go, I promise, it's nothing tooooo graphic or gross (this time) but, kind of, sort of fun actually.

You see, my oldest was reading this year's birthday post (7th one I've written, as a matter of fact) and she dug up some old...VINTAGE!...blog posts from way back in 2003.

You know, when social media meant you were THRILLED just to make it onto someone's blogroll?!?

Ahem.

So, begins the 7 Years of a Mom Blog -- a series of republished blog posts I wrote EXACTLY 7 years ago, today.

Keeping score:  we had 3 cats, no doofus, kids were 10, 7, 4 and 2 at the time.

7 years ago today:  My husband Garth (not his real name) actually considered leaving his wife (that would be me!)  ENJOY!!!

7 Years of a Mom Blog: I Had a Dream

I'm heading into the hospital...erm...having my engine steam cleaned, later this week and meeting with my Gynecol...MECHANIC!...to discuss biopsy...I mean...PERFORMANCE EFFICIENCY DIAGNOSTICS...but, I'll find out more about that, later today.

[11/16: UPDATED TO ADD:  Diagnostics came back negative and that is SUCH A GOOD THING, REALLY!  So, putting my chasis into the shop for fine tuning is a GO for this Wednesday!!!]

What?

Yeah.  I'm old.  Still.  Trust me when I tell you...it's NOT the years honey...it's the mileage...and I've got something REAL special, just for you (yes, YOU!) while I'm gone.

[reaches deep into pockets]

WAIT!  Don't go, I promise, it's nothing tooooo graphic or gross (this time) but, kind of, sort of fun actually.

You see, my oldest was reading this year's birthday post (7th one I've written, as a matter of fact) and she dug up some old...VINTAGE!...blog posts from way back in 2003.

You know, when social media meant you were THRILLED just to make it onto someone's blogroll?!?

Ahem.

So, begins the 7 Years of a Mom Blog -- a series of republished blog posts I wrote EXACTLY 7 years ago, today.

Keeping score:  we had 3 cats, no doofus, kids were 10, 7, 4 and 2 at the time.

7 years ago today, I had a dream:  warning, there is mention of cabana boys, strapless French bikinis and puke may or may not have been involved...ENJOY!!!

Nearly Wordless Wednesday: Pretending Like It's Two Zero Zero Four

This Full House 2004

Found this picture buried deep in our old desktop's files and, well, ignoring the fact that my  laptop is STILL broken is not such a bad thing, after all.  Buuuuut, now my face hurts, as I'm seriously considering climbing into the h...e...double hockey sticks of a crawl space over our garage and dusting off the crib...too.

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Love is Hopeful

Hope is a word that I use often and not just because it happens to be my youngest daughter's name (a.k.a. mommy's little ticket into heaven) but, after years of exhaustive study (i.e. stupid insomnia!) I've come to the conclusion that, for me, the benefits of remaining hopeful far outweigh the risks of considering an alternate ending.

Then, life throws a curve ball and knocks those rose-colored glassed right off of my face and, well, maybe if I had remembered to wear my crash helmet...

"The doctors found something."

...but, this is NOT about me.

"Why did you wait to tell me?"

It's about watching the people I love the most, get smacked in the soft-squishy areas, time and time again, where your body's immediate reaction is to double over and puke...

"What could you have done?"

...and the best I could do is, you know, hold the bucket.

"But, I could have been there."

Then again, I could think of worse things.

"Wow, would you look at that!"

Which is what I was doing (thinking of worse things, I mean) when she (and, I can't tell you exactly who) pointed at the sky and, well, it took my breath away.

"Looks like fingers reaching out from heaven, doesn't it?"

Okay, but I was thinking more like strands of cotton candy.

"Thank you."

It was when she poked me that I realized, you know, she wasn't talking to the sky.

"For what?"

Then again, she might as well have been.

"For just...you know...letting me be...right here...with you guys."

And so, I remain, yours truly and totally filled with hope and perhaps just a dash of anxiety, for good measure.

"Man, would you look at the guns on that guy!!!"

Because, I may (or may not) have used that expression in front of my 9 year-old, before (especially, when watching this chef create the most impossible dinners) and, well, what DOES he have to do with all this?

"Wow, yeah, you want me to ask him if he's married?"

Absolutely nothing...and everything...because, hope is also contagious.

"Yep, you ARE your mother's daughter."

Aaaand, I'm totally keeping her...I mean, it...d'oh...because, I also believe that Hope has this way of making us ALL smile, inspite of ourselves.

"But, you are ALREADY married...mommy...der!" 

Aaaand, I'm sticking to it...to her...d'oh...you know what I mean, right?

Happy Love Thursday, everyone!

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The Magic GardenBeware - chuckling daisy patch ahead!

This freaky little flashback was inspired by my friend, the lyrically-gifted BusyMom (apparently, she grew up watching really weird stuff on t.v., too!)

See, and we turned out alright...right...RIGHT?

[sound of crickets chirping]

OH...look...OVER THERE...BusyMom's wearing pigtails?

SLAM!

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Best Blog Pics of 2009

January 2009:  Old House, Has Good Bones

In the beginning...no, wait...let's not go that far back (you're welcome!) I'm entering my 7th year of blogging and was in the habit of embedding photos long before it was, you know, cool (shuttup!) as inspiration for that day's (or, week's) blog post.

A picture's worth a thousand words (i.e. Worldess Wednesdays = a quick cure for writer's block) right?

My friend Melisa (With one S) posted a month-by-month list of her favorite posts (she got the idea from Scary Mommy) aaaaand, since 2009 was, well, you know (ICK!) I'm focusing on the photos that represent the "best" of what this here blog is all about.

Sort of -- ready?

Classic This Full House: I don’t think early Native Americans even ate salty corn chips or spoke like Scooby Doo, did they!?!

In kindergarten, I used to call her Mini-me!

I'm starting my new job, today (YIKES!) and, well, Garth [not his real name] took the day off and, since the kids had him last Thursday and Friday, too (love when he surprises us, like that) today, I get to keep him all to myself!!!

Until, I have to go to work...wait, it's been 16 years...let me just say that again:

I HAVE TO GO TO WORK (like, leave the house and get paid real money) I mean!

So, I've been cleaning out my archives (since, it's easier than switching out the drawers and closets, really) and invite you to share in a Classic This Full House (from when Hope was in kindergarten) and, well, it's sort of comforting to know that not much has changed.

Except, I use my youngest daughter's real name (she asked me to) instead of her blog name (Mini-me) and she's in the...[cough]...3rd grade...[choke]...now!

Okay, and maybe...juuuuuust, maybe...I spell-checked-it a few times, first.

YOU'RE WELCOME!!!