My son was the only kid in his class to be nominated to participate in the new after school STEM club. I’m so happy he has these opportunities because we did not have anything like that when I was in school! He’s super excited and that makes me happy because he has a genuine interest in something, which is so important. It’s also really great when a teacher takes the time out of her busy day to call you to “gush” about how well your child is doing. Makes me proud, and gives me a lot less to worry about in life. Now that our work schedules have changed, we’re trying to get more involved with his school activities. He has a field trip coming up to the Dallas World Aquarium and my husband and I volunteered to chaperone. Eeeek. We’re all “Yay it’s gonna be fun!” but with our luck, the kids are probably going to act like a bunch of maniacs that day. It’ll be good practice, and I think they’ll have fun which is the most important thing.

I enjoy having happy things to write about. Makes me forget about the annoying little things going on. Some douchebag stole our laundry basket last night from the laundry room. While I was super annoyed about losing a basket that wasn’t exactly cheap (sturdy hard plastic hamper with a handle & wheels that came in a pack of three), I’m just SO glad our clothes were untouched. Not long ago an entire load of my son’s clothes went missing and I was fucking livid. So tired of the trashy people that are slowing moving into this area. A lot of dishonest and always-wanting-something-for-nothing types. To finally have a home with our own washer and dryer is the dream and our next major life goal.

I’ve been trying to avoid this topic, but since it could be a while before anyone knows just how she died, I figure I might as well talk about it. I’ve always said that if I ever got to see Dolores O’Riordan sing live, that I would cry. She was fantastic. My husband and I are crushed. We always listen to The Cranberries (he’s one of the few men I know that love them as much as I do) and we always talked about how one day we were going to see them live together for the first time. And we’d sing the songs at the top of our lungs while crying, because it would be the best experience ever. But now I won’t ever get that chance, and on 1/15 I was crying for a different reason. I was absolutely heartbroken for her and her family when I heard the news. It took me a few days to finally turn on The Cranberries and quietly mourn. I was just too sad. I have loved them since I was 13 years old so this was a major blow.


Sometime I wonder if I should try to have my son tested so he can move up a grade. He should be in second grade but started kindergarten a year later when he was 6. This was all because of the stupid enrollment age requirements. I feel like this is really holding him back. Had he been born a week earlier, he would have been eligible. By the end of this school year he will be reading and understanding 3rd grade level books. He’s great at math, he has a huge vocabulary, his writing has improved a ton. Anything he isn’t excelling at is mostly because he is super lazy. It drives me insane. He has some issues with creativity, self-control, and working neatly but that can improve. I also think moving up faster so he can join orchestra or band sooner would help a ton. Music is not an option in this family. I’ve told him he has to take a year of some kind of instrument (preferably strings and not any kind of brass instrument – haha), but if he ends up not enjoying it, he doesn’t have to do it again the following year. I really need to light a fire under his ass because he really isn’t all that concerned about school and he needs to be. He hates doing homework. He has an attitude like, “Well I already KNOW it.” and that’s because he’s definitely bored. We’ll see what happens.


I love Starbucks hot chocolate!

This was news to me. I was like “When have you been to Starbucks??” Apparently my 7 year old is a fan and has been a few times with his aunt. We shared a birthday cake pop. I had to post this photo of my son because I love his haircut and he is getting so big and is not my little baby anymore. 🙁


25 Things I’d Like My Sons to Know

Taken from: The Good Men Project

1. It’s harder to take a punch than to throw one.

2. Find the people who make you laugh and follow them around like a golden retriever. Laughing is like a vitamin. You can never get enough of it.

3. A guy who hugs a lot is comfortable in his own skin.

4. Read poetry.

5. There’s nothing wrong with looking at porn, but having sex with someone you care about is a thousand times more fun.

6. When you feel like crying, for joy or out of pain, let ‘er rip. If you don’t those tears out, they will calcify in your chest and make it harder to love as fully and deeply as you would like to.

7. Crank the tunes when you have to clean the house.

8. Look deeply into the eyes of the one you are falling for to get a glimpse of his or her soul.

9. Spend a chunk of time every year with people who are much less fortunate than you are. It will fill your heart with gratitude.

10. Never lie about anything really important. The first lie will cause you to have to lie again and again to cover up the truth. And each time you’ll chip away an important piece of yourself.

11. Find work that makes you happy. If you can change the world in the process all the better.

12. If you get the chance to travel across the country or across the globe, take it. You will learn way more from people who are different from you than the ones who are the same.

13. Doing nothing is better than doing the wrong thing. But you are going to make mistakes. Tons of them. The real question is what you will learn from them.

14. Don’t be in any rush to get married. Divorce really sucks. A good marriage can start when you’re 21 or 61.

15. There’s nothing wrong with a Cuban cigar once in a while.

16. Money and power look good, but they won’t fill your being with joy the way your family will.

17. If you like guys, I will fight for your ability to have equal rights in every way.

18. Find a way to move your body that gives you pleasure. You don’t have to be an athlete to be a man, but your body is a temple and you need to care for it, enjoy it, and use it to express yourself.

19. Drinking can be fun in moderation. Just make sure to ask for help if you find yourself blacking out or doing things you regret.

20. Radical honesty will get you very far in this world. Most people don’t have the guts to speak their mind, regardless of the consequences.

21. Always give your spouse birthday presents in bed.

22. Find a spirituality that you can wear like a loose coat that keeps you warm no matter the weather. God should provide you comfort not make you feel ashamed of yourself.

23. Sex is great but holding your spouse in the middle of the night is one of the best feelings any guy can have.

24. Live passionately. Dream big. Don’t back down.

25. Always remember I love you, no matter what happens. You cannot lose me. I will always be there.

Rest now.

Last week was just shitty. A lot of awful things happened all at once. I had a really sick kid, and I lost a high school friend… Sigh.

My son had his first medical emergency ever. He was really scaring the shit out of me, (he was severely lethargic, not talking, dehydrated, not eating, acting like a total zombie) so we took him to the ER. I honestly thought the doc was going to call me paranoid and I’d feel silly for overreacting and just send us home with something for his cough and fever. He had a chest x-ray and it turns out his whole left lung was fucked. He had a pretty serious pneumonia, my poor baby was not getting enough oxygen. We had to be transported by ambulance to a children’s hospital in Dallas. We were there a few days while he got IV fluids and antibiotics. He’s better now, still recovering. I’m glad that’s over. My anxiety will disappear once he’s back to 100% normal.

One of my friends from high school passed away. We weren’t close, but it is still a sad thing for someone to die so young. I regret not being able to hang out again and catch up on old times. We had some good memories, one in particular: our trip along with another friend of ours Jennifer to the Texas Renaissance Festival when we were 16. We enjoyed the faire, spent money on crap like jewelry, watched boys, admired the costumes and ogled the chain mail goods. We walked around eating turkey legs and fried alligator, I got a cartilage piercing that never quite healed and left a scar! Later that night we spent the night in a huge tent on the campgrounds and got very drunk when strangers invited us to share their keg. There was a bonfire, music, so much happiness and celebrating. I’ll never forget it. I always wish I had photos from those two days, and even though I don’t have any, I still remember everything so vividly. I don’t need photos. Here’s one of me and her (middle) and another one of our friends, Maryann in high school.

Forever young.


Rest now, girl. The pain is over. <3