This is how I am feeling lately....blue.

I suppose there is nothing remarkable about my being blue.  It's much the same as any blue period:  Indifference.  Restlessness.  Irritation. 

How long will it last?  No clue.
What causes it?  Hell if I know.

Deal.  I have to.


The Breakfast Club

Saw this band last night.....The Breakfast Club.

They are a great 80's tribute band.

They rocked everything from Whitesnake to Journey to Prince to Loverboy.

Good times, good fun.


Happiness is.........

The week of my 41st Birthday has not been stellar to say the least.  Work was especially stressful, I can never seem to catch up on my sleep, and my birthday fell on a Wednesday.  Blah!!

On Wednesday, September 15th I rushed home from my day job to change my outfit and freshen up.  I had about 10 minutes to get myself together and head to my once-a-week job at Lizzie's cheer/dance gym.

As I rushed into my bedroom to change my clothing, I was met with this unexpected deliciousness:

I love my Lizzie. Her smile and her little art project made my birthday. Heck, who am I kidding?  It made my September!!

She even gave me smiley faces on the television:

I love you too Peanut!!


If someone did this.......

Or this.....

...........to my head?  I'd be really freakin pissed!

seasons of life

It's that time of year again.  The seasons are changing, and just like that it is football season again.  Football season has been a part of our life since 2001.  First Stevie played for grade school, then for high school, and now Lizzie is cheering for high school.  She is already in her 3rd year and this year is a Varsity Cheerleader.  

Here they go for their tumble pass when the players take the field:

The girls are in love with new RED, sparkly spankies this year!



 My poor little Lizzie has been through the wringer the past couple of years with non-stop tonsillitis, strep throat, and 2 bouts with mono.  She was so over it!!  Finally her pediatrician agreed that maybe it's time for the tonsils to come out.

Two Mondays ago we headed to the hospital bright and early in the morning to have the ole' tonsillectomy.  To say she was nervous is an understatement.  I didn't think we'd get her out of the car.  She was plagued with fear of the unknown, fear of being put to sleep, & fear of the DREADED I.V.  don-don-don.

Getting the I.V. inserted made her so nervous she got light-headed and broke out in a hot sweat.  We used cold compresses to try to calm her down.

All of the trauma, drama, and fear went right out the window within 7.5 seconds of her receiving "something to calm her down",  or as the nurse liked to call it: Giggle Juice.

Wow!!!  Did she ever giggle. 

Once that "giggle juice" took affect, it was all good baby.  As they rolled her down the hall to the operating room we saw her little arm raise in the air holding two fingers up, and her only words were "peace out".

After the surgery, she was just as cute.  In this next video she recalls her operating room experience.

The upside? Her recovery was not as bad as anticipated and she won't get that pesky strep throat any longer.  

The downside?  Day 7 we were in the ER for some throat bleeding.  Day 9 we were back in the ER for more throat bleeding and rushed into emergency surgery to stop the bleeding and blood clotting.  

When she does it, she does it right:  Mono two years in a row and 2 surgeries in a 9 day period.

Nope.  She's not a drama queen at all.