I had a ton of fun with a Thursday 13 I did a couple of months ago to see how people found my little spot on the WWW. I decided to see if the keyword searchers were any weirder different. The answer was yes, and it appears I attract alot of searches on poop.

1. Boobs jogging- Okay I have mentioned this before I am a double NEGATIVE A.. You will not find boobs here.
2. Bowel movements when jogging- You should search for Depends or something no?
3. Buttussy- I seriously think me and my girlfriend made up this nasty word. Could it be I am starting a trend like that's hot?
4. Cravings before pooping- WTF? HUH? WHAT? Could you imagine scenario "I NEED to have some Munchos right now.. I totally know I am going to shit soon." HUH?
5. Family kids peeing together sharing toilet picture- Drive to the nearest police station, or go to the next filming of how to catch a predator.. You need help. Please stay away. Peace weirdo.
6. Free photos of poop in toliet- Why would someone want this? Gross
7. Fucky mom- My Pimp found me.. damn.
8. Geritol coupons- How do I go from fucky mom to geritol coupons?
9. Just found out my hubbys been with a tranny- Call 1-800-Jerry Springer. Quickly.
10. Jogging hurts my balls- To all my guys readers.. any advice for this guy?
11. Kim is my mommy- Okay I will admit I had to do a search on this myself when I saw the keyword in my report. Why someone would type this I don't know. It sounds a little dominatrix like to me but - hey I was the second natural search result.wahhoo "what's my name? eat my shoe.. that is Mrs. Kim Mommy to you..
12. Jogging during breastfeeding- OUCH. that would be some support bra that you would have to buy to keep your kid on your boob while jogging.
13. Poo plops into the toilet- Oprah's Dr. Oz suggest that your poop should not plop but rather snake like into the toilet. Hope that helps.

As you can see I get a little crazy with why I think people use seach colorful keywords.. but it makes me giggle and hopefully you too.. Love me some Google Analytics!

On occasion when Donnie is fresh at school I have made him go home and make a card for his teachers to say I am sorry.  He usually just draws pictures and I write in it what he wants to say and then we bring it in the next day.

On occasion I pick up $5 gift cards to Starbucks and give them to their teachers just because I know they are not getting a fraction of the mortgage payment I pay to the daycare every month.

On birthday's or during the Christmas holiday I make it a point to make cards for the teachers with a lengthy note in it saying how much I value and appreciate them caring for my children while I have to work.

It means so much that I can trust the teachers in my sons daycare.  You can see that they generally care for my kids.  It shows in their sweet faces.  I hear it in my sons stories he tells me.  Or the new songs he sings.  

I have a relationship with these teachers. We have our five to ten minute chats everyday just to shoot the shit.  I care about them and their family and it is fun to watch Donnie in his environment.

Today when dropping Donnie off to his classroom I asked my his teacher "how is your daughter feeling?" (she recently had her tonsils taken out).  She went into telling me how she was feeling and then I rushed off to work.

My phone rang while driving into work and I noticed it was the daycare.  I of course panic, are the kids sick?  did one of the boys hurt themselves?

Nope. 

It was Donnie's teacher to thank me.  She went on to say how much she appreciated me taking time out of my day to ask about her and especially her daughter.  She said that some of her co-workers did not even ask how her daughter was doing and how hurt she was by that.  She wanted to thank me for always taking the time out to acknowledge that the staff are not just that.. they are mothers and women too. 

And then she said something that touched me, "Your really a great mom that is involved in your sons life. You go out of your way to make others feel appreciated and loved and it shows not only through you but through your son.  He is a little mirror image of you."

I sit here with tears in my eyes and a goofy smile while I type this post because it felt good.  It still feels good. 

Why?

Because she said I was doing a great job parenting when there are days I feel (and know) I suck at it.  

She did not have to take the time out of her day to call me and thank me, but she did.  And I am thankful for it because validation is not something you get all the time.  So when you do.. it can't help but feel good.

I have been in a funk.  Watching my mom struggle again with her health quickly reminds me how life is short and how quickly you become consumed with stress and negativity.  The passed couple of days I have been a bitch.  Yep I have.  I get really cranky that my mothers doctor's are educated quessers sometimes.. I am pissed off beyond belief at my middle sister.  I hate that we are in a war.  I get freaked out by the craziness of the world.  I could go on and on. 

But tonight after reading some books to my three year old Donnie, we had one of the sweetest conversation about getting married.

"Mommy, I missed you today at school"

"I missed you too peanut"

"Mommy your the boss, you have the piggy pops, the belly, the stinky hiney" (my husband and I have little bidding wars all the time on who gets the toes to kiss, the belly to zerbert and the hiney to squeeze)

"Awh thanks handsome"

"Mommy your so sweet, will you marry me?"

"Honey, Mommy can't marry you because your my little boy"

"But I will grow up to be big and strong like daddy and go poo poo on the potty like daddy, maybe when I get older?"

"No peanut, you can't marry mommy, but mommy loves you"

"I love you too mommy, your the best mommy in the world"

Yeah, so my self pity party is over.  He was my restart button to reboot.  He really is a superhero.

A quick little shout out for Jeremy over at Discovering Dad. He has chosen a few of the mom bloggers ( Mr. Lady, Piper, Huckdoll, and his wife Lori) to write about specific topics of interest to dads. Luckily, he chose me to be one of those mom bloggers.

It was a huge honor to be included with these ladies.  Especially because I am not a writer like these briilliant women. I can’t begin to tell you that I nearly fell off my chair to know that an invite was extended to me. Over the next five days you will get to see what our views are on marriage, physical appearance, sex, etc.

It is an awesome project and kudos for Jeremy for pulling this together.

Go to Discovering Dad now - today’s topic is
What Moms Really Think About Marriage - The Good, Bad and Ugly

Thank You Again Jeremy!

This week sucked.  I am on auto drive as a human right now so I have decided to cheat on a post and share some of my favorite snap shots from this week. 

Aaron's Stink Eye (for all you Juno Lovers!!)

My Nephew Flippin Me Off

Huntin Waves

Landscaper Art "Pebble Broke My French Door and I am pissed off about it"

Mothers and daughters are closest, when daughters become mothers.  ~Author Unknown

My Mom

The Good:
- is funny
- quick witted
- compassionate
- knows all my secrets and has hidden all my skeletons. And still likes me regardless of them.
- makes the best roasted chicken in this world.
- can sense something is wrong by the tone of my "hello"
- still buys me clothes at 35 years old because she wants too.
- is an amazing grandmother

The amazing:
- a breast cancer survivor
- open heart surgery survivor
- Has just survived her fifth TIA (transient ischemic attack) AKA as a mini stroke. 

My mom was sent home today after suffering from another mini stroke on Thursday.  Thankfully the facial paralysis has subsided and she is at home resting.  The doctors have yet to come to a conclusion why she continues to have these mini-strokes. 

There are small signs from above that things happen for a reason.  I was just coming home from the beach on Thursday with my son and nephews.  I stopped by my mothers house to pick up some clothes for my nephews because they were going to spend some time at my house.  My mom was sleeping when I got there which is highly unusually for her because she rarely takes a nap.  Just as I was getting into my truck she came up to the door and I could see that half her face was paralyzed again. 

My aunt and I called the ambulance and within minutes (not even kidding it took about three minutes for the ambulance to show up).  They took my mom straight to the hospital to be cared for and evaluated. 

I can't tell you how hard it was to explain to my three year old why grandma was in the ambulance.  He must have asked me a million times if Grandma was coming home and why did the people (paramedic) have to take her.  I did my best to explain that Grandma was not feeling good and that the doctors would take really good care of her. 

My nephews, were just as equally shaken up but held it together for my little guy.

It is amazing how the older I get the more I value the friendship I have in my mom.  Even though we butt heads, never see eye to eye, I know I would be lost without her in my life.  She is a fighter.  A survivor.  She does not even realize how strong she really is..

I just wanted to say that I love you ma. 

You can't leave me.

I need you.

Did you know I belong to a lot of anonymous clubs?

Like the Addicted to Jeans Anonymous club.
Or the I don’t answer my cell phone 98% of the time anonymous club.
Hell I created the I don’t have time to bathe my children everyday anonymous club.

There are a ton of these clubs I belong too because being anonymous has its advantages. But I have been a shitty bloggy friend and that is not a club I want to belong too.

The shitty blogging anonymous club recruiter has been following me around for weeks now though. They make me not read blogs or comment daily like I used to be able too. They even have held me hostage when I try to comment back on posts made on my old blog. I was/am a fan of responding to everyone that has visited me by sending them a personal email back. But truth be told, 24 hours in a day has been feeling a little cramped lately. I promise I am reading and I am thankful for everyone that leaves comments on my blog!! Thank you.. thank you. Thank you!!

Okay, so what is my point? Well I have received some AWESOME bloggy awards that I have not acknowledge (because I suck at time management) and want to take some time out today to thank those that thought of my little blog. And then of course pass some bloggy love out. Because who can't use a little Tuesday afternoon smile? 

My first HUGE overdue THANK YOU is to Pink Lemonade of Life. She awarded me the very cool Pink Lemonade Perfection Award. How awesome is that? Thank you !!! Make sure you stop by and say hello!

Second, we all know Ashley at Boss Sanders right? Ashley is simply Super Mom. She makes clothes, she plants a huge garden while being attacked by spiders, and she offers the best homemade remedies. Well she passed out the You Make My Day bling. THANKS ASHLEY!! The rules with this award are to pass it along to ten other blogs that make your day. That was super easy; here are ten blogs that make my day, everyday:

Mimzie’s Musings
OhMommy
IfMomSaysOk
The Brat Pack
The Bun is Out of The Oven
From the Land of Monkey’s and Princesses
A Whole Lot Of Nothing
Maria Finds
Secrets of a Black Heart
Nissa Niceties

Then I received an award from Kristen over at Loving Our Simple Life. First I have to give a shout out to OhMommy for introducing me to Kristen. While reading an OhMommy post she asked her readers to stop by Kristen’s blog. Since then I have been hooked. I found a virtual BFF in Kristen. If she lived closer I would be at her house all the time. AND her kids and my kids are around the same age. BONUS. But it is more than that, she is a woman of courage, and strength and love and I was honored that she gave me the Bloggy Best Friend award. Thank you so much Kristen!!

In keeping the BFF theme, I want to pass this award along to Angie over at Keep Believing. Words really cannot describe how much I adore this blog and Angie. Angie is funny, witty, and has a heart larger than the state of Texas. Her strength and devotion to her family is truly beautiful. Recently Angie found out that her husband of 11 years was diagnosed with brain cancer, for a second time. If you get a chance, please stop by and say hello, maybe send some hugs.

And before I go, I wanted to say that I am thankful for every single one of my readers.  I really appreciate you taking time out of your day to see what is going on in my part of the blogosphere.  I truly appreciate each and everyone of you that leave comments.. and even those who just lurk!! (Cherie, I know your out there!! ) Big Hugs to you all!!

I have been MIA from the blog and life the past two and a half days because my hubby and me are suffering from what we believe is food poisoning we got at a birthday party this weekend. Chilli folks. Imagine the fun.

And on top of it all, my almost 11th month old has reverted back to a two week old.  He has been waking every two and a half hours to eat.  Joy.  Growth spurt? Teething?  Whatever it is I am a walking puking zombie.  How sexy is that?

Though how do I get mad at this little face?


I will be back soon. Hopefully.

I am not eloquent when I write, but I am passionate the way I feel.  And I normally do not post such heavy topics but today I came across an article today that left me enraged.  In Ohio, teenagers Melvin Blevins and Angel Dailey, were arrested for forcing a two year old toddler to smoke pot, which they filmed on tape.  The cops were called after the camcorder was found in a pawn shop with the tape still inside.

The whole article and video is over on LiveLeak.com.

Let’s put aside the fact that the father is up on federal drug and weapons charges from last month.  Let’s also try to put aside that the parents are to blame for leaving their toddler home with Blevins who was arrested a month earlier for a drug bust.

But what if it was meth? Crack? A drug that could have killed the baby on the spot.  This is a baby, a sweet innocent baby.  It is disgusting that she was forced to do drugs for these scumbag teenager's amusement.  I will never understand harm inflicted on children for malicious reasons. 

I pray that this little girl is in protective custody and that she will have an opportunity to be adopted by a family that can bring her joy.   I pray that she will know what it feels like to put her head down in  a home with stability and love.

What comes around goes around Melvin Blevins and Angel Dailey.  I hope you get yours.