CABIN FEVER...part 2

What would you wish for if you had just one wish?

Sorry, Al Gore, but possibly just to have a healthy family for as long as possible. No more illness. No more hospitals. Just joy.

Anyone?

CABIN FEVER...can it be?

OK, people. Let me now introduce you to my beautiful family...

My husband, who I will call the King of Comics is quite a catch. He is an inch shorter than me and lately we have both been noticing that either I am growing (highly doubtful) or he is shrinking (bingo!). He is called the King of Comics because we have not 1, not 2, not even 5, but 12 large Rubbermaid containers in our garage full of his comic books. Thank God we had a son to pass those along to. They are everywhere! Bathroom? Check. Living Room? Check. Nursery? Check! He has brought me much joy and much sadness but he also brought me the rest of the family. None of them would be in my life without him, so to his sperm, who will no more fertilize any eggs o' mine...thanks, guys! Great swimming!

My beautiful stepdaughter we will call The Diva! She is 12 going on 22 and I can't stop it. I've tried not feeding her, but she continues to grow. She is not completely out of control and is an excellent student, so I have no complaints. My one complaint is that we don't get much time with her. My joy, where she is concerned, is going to Starbucks for a Vanilla Creme and getting our nails and toes done. That is a great feeling. The King once told me "Hey, you aren't her mother!" Well, that is true. Her mother is doing a great job. I am just here to add to the entertainment. Did I mention that her nickname for me is "Wicked"? Like the wicked stepmother. Cool, huh?

My firstborn, son and moon and stars is our Rock Star. He is 6. He is in the first grade. He is reading 4th grade books! He amazes me everyday. He is too smart for his age, making him a smart ass. Having begged for a baby brother to play with, to share all those superhero toys and getting 2 more sisters...he is handling it well. There are the tantrums, which make me laugh mostly because they are exactly like the one's I threw. Hi, Mom!

The last two are individuals, despite being born just 1 minute apart. Our Queen Bean is our big girl! She is 6 pounds heavier, 1 inch taller and moodier than I ever was, even without medication. She is absolutely beautiful and I sometimes catch myself watching her while she does absolutely nothing. She is in control and is the Mommy whenever I am not around...even when I am around she is pointing fingers and telling people what to do. Our runt, Our Piglet is our little ballerina. She is petite and lovely. She is also the talker. She grabbed a GI Joe semi-automatic something today and said "OK, Mama...put your hands up!" She is following in the footsteps of her brother (God help us) and loves to learn everything she can. Our girls are growing like weeds and I am full of joy!

I am also full of crap! There are times when I yell at everyone! When I am unhappy about financials or incidentals. When I cry for no reason. When I know my life is not nearly as horrible as it could be, but I still feel sorry for myself. But, if someone had told me 10 years ago that I would be married with 4 children and no uterus I would have said No way. But, bring it on, Lord! Whatever you can dish out, I can handle. After all, I practiced on 9 nieces and nephews before conceiving of conceiving my own.

Well, it was nice to get away from the zoo, but it is time for me to get back in the ring. Ding!

Mom's Will Be Mom's!

I am at home, doing my best to feel better after not showering since 5 am on Monday! I don't smell that bad, do I? Anyway, thought I would mention the power of the Mother! I decided that since I really don't feel all that bad that I would make lunch and clean up, make dinner and clean up and then...MOM CALLED! Yikes! She gave one of those stearn talking to's like only a girl who went to Catholic School can. She is right. I need to relinquish the title of Mom o' the Year for now and put my feet up. Man, do I need a pedicure!

So, to all my peeps at work....are u surviving without me? I imagine things are just as perfect as when the bomb fell on Hiroshima. Live it up....I come back on Monday and who knows what kind of mood I will be in.

I am going to shower, with my mid-section wrapped in saran wrap...sexy, huh? Ciao for now!

Why is this song always going through my mind?

If you just read it, ready every line you will know why this band is one of the best!!! EVER!!!!

HEY YOU by Pink Floyd

Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?

Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high, As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you, standing in the roadalways doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall

Vacation?

I am home, approximately 24 hours post-hysty and there is NOTHING on TV.

I find that TIVO is my friend and I did set certain things to record knowing that I would have some extra tv time. I am sure you can tell a lot from a person by what they have recording or set to record...so for all of you out there who use yours, let me know 5 things on it! Here are mine:

1. An Inconvenient Truth. Truth be told, I have not watched it yet. Bad, Democrat!
2. One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest. Better keep my mouth shut on that one.
3. Blues Clues...every episode is set to record. Ask not what Nickelodeon can do for you...
4. Matilda. For the boy, ya know??
5. CSI, every new episode is set to record. I just can't get enough of Grissom and the Gang!

My Love to you all....read more later!

DARVOCET IS YOUR FRIEND!

Home from the hospital...jiggidy jig!

Spring Cleaning!

So, it is done. Clothes are all washed, rooms are all cleaned, things are in order. I even pruned the roses in the front yard and picked out the weeds. What the hell is wrong with me? Blame it on the uterus since she won't be with us much longer! AHHHH...I am completely prepared for whatever will be thrown at me tomorrow when I check into the hospital at 5:30 a.m. My husband is not happy about the time and to make it better, I have promised to purchase him all of the trash tabloids that I can find this evening. I will be making marinated steaks, salad and veggies for dinner, washing those dishes and hitting the sack about 10:00 - which means that I won't fall asleep until 11:30 and I can't have anything to drink or eat after midnight. Doesn't cookies n cream sound good at midnight??

So...yawn...I am off to finish all of the last minute crap that comes my way and get some food and stuff for the house.

I might not write tomorrow, so keep a good thought. My love is with you all...