Honk Honk!

I got little miss ready for daycare.... let her drink sprite for her sore throat and what does she do in return for me? Grabs both of my boobs in honk-honk fashion and announces to her class that Mommy has her fake boobies on today. Padded bra, that is... nothing fake. That girl...... she is one smart cookie but is going to drive me nuts.

wherehaveibeen? and other stuff

Reagansmom has been making friends and enemies. Unless you have an army behind you, DO NOT join forums. Do NOT. Never have I seen so much heated debate on any or all of the following:
childbirth
religion
breastfeeding vs formula
potty training
spanking
discipline
ANYTHING

Goodness people.. go get a job already. If you have time to write dissertations on any of the above, you have too much time on your hands.

Now, back to my life. Reagan has been scared to sleep in her room. I sympathize... I was that girl. And that little girl, sweet little me, burned that room down. So now I hide the matches, the scissors, the candles, the vitamins, the chairs to stand in to reach any of the before mentioned. I know the inside of her mind. But sometimes she surprises me. Case in point:

We decided pet fish in her room would help her sleep by herself. So we went to Walmart Saturday. On the way in, we drove past a very stiff and quite dead deer on the side of the road. So I say to Sean something like "Ok, divert her attention so she does not see the d-e-a-d d-e-e-r." He and I start talking for about 10 seconds and we hear from the back seat "Hey, what were those two legs doing sticking out on the side of the road. Wait, NO, what were those FOUR legs doing sticking out on the side of the road?" I looked over at Sean who was struggling not to laugh because we thought we were so smart. I very calmly said "That was a dead deer that was run over. Deer do not understand that cars can hurt them." She took it well.

I am Bloated and Other Interesting Things

It is not a pleasant feeling to be bloated. Not at all. And then if I recall everything I have eaten, I feel worse. So I say tomorrow is another day. There is no reason to eat all the time.... I need to keep gum with me at all times. What did the hypnosis lady tell me to say "I feel wonderful. I feel calm. I am in control." Ok well all I can bleat out is I FEEL EFFING BLOATED. My own fault.

Here comes the husband. He is stomping and has come home with the red wine and few words for me so I guess it was a long day. Or a bad day. Or maybe he thinks I look fat. Or maybe it is just me. Again, tomorrow is another day.

Well, let me roll on over to the couch. Reagan needs to get to bed early. She has dark circles under her eyes. Not really dark but enough that only a mother would notice because men think we make it up. G'night.

My Skirts Too Tight and I Forgot My Shoes

Not a country song. I ate too many s'mores. And I have to wear flip flops because I forgot my shoes at home. Better shoes than my bra. That I could not handle. Remind me to tell you about Reagan saying the streets are made out of gold in heaven.

A Letter to Myself

Tick, tock all the clocks are ticking. My professional clock is ticking and my biological clock is ticking. Time is dwindling.

I have not posted words in a while. I really have not had much I wanted to write. Many of my bubbles have been burst(ed). Dont have time to look up correct grammatical use. Reagan needs a bath. It is Sunday night. We had gotten ready to go to the pool around 1pm and then came the storm. No pool. Sad. I do not love the pool like I used to when I was younger. Probably because I have to actually get in and get sprayed and bucketed by the playmonster in the childrens area. I cant climb that netted thing to get to the top of the slide. I dont like a bucket of water on my head. And ever since Reagan came home with ringworm, I have wanted to sample the water under the microscope. I see snotty noses, some of them green... would you want to get in the pool seeing that? Swimming in snot and boogers? Is that better than bugs?

I have gotten to an age where I feel like I have a path of many to choose. I am confused. I cant find the humor right now. I feel a little alone and isolated. Work may have something to do with it. We officially merged July 1 so I no longer have a title. One of my co-workers is now under a different manager. Just feels like the door is closing quickly.

I cracked another invisalign tray. Upper this time. Margaret did not make an upper impression on my last visit and had not planned to. Guess I will have to call her and give the good news. I am clenching my teeth all the time now. Darn, I am 30+ and was supposed to be having a baby next month! I know in hindsight, I will eventually understand why that was not to be. But right now, I dont understand why all my plans did not work out how I wanted them. I know that is life.

Funny. I watched Tori and Dean (Tori spelling) and I found myself liking her and her bob hairstyle. I cannot believe I watched it. I scrolled through the TV listing today and I saw GOLF on Channel 3 and then TENNIS on another channel. I cant stand either of them.

I finally hung up some clothes in my closet. They were all over the bedroom floor. But I have mismatched shoes all over the place and you have to be in the mood to work on that. I know I have clothes I need to get rid of. In time.

My mother-in-law came in town Friday. We had neighbors over for dinner and the children watched fireworks from the backyard. I ate alot. Never good. I tried to have my parents come but my mom had to work.

My new camera came in. I need to read the directions. Cant wait. Exciting reading.

Until next time.

Happy Anniversary Sean!

The Honeymooners: Tanya and Brian Stephenson

A Wonderful Wedding and Karen, the Intoxicated Bridesmaid

Reagan and Morgan (Chickie)

Karen is my dual personality and my first name. The Wedding was beautiful. The bride, my sister in another life, was a stunning bride. The bridesmaids were gorgeous, me I was intoxicated. First, Brians half sister is one of the most talented, level-headed young women I have ever met. She is beautiful and caring and talented. She is really going to be something great some day.

Intoxicated Karen (Southern Kayreen) is not so beautiful. My apologies to anyone who saw that terrible side of me.

I neglected my daughter and husband whom I love more than life. Thank you to you both for being in my life.

I enjoyed seeing many blasts from my past. Life changes so fast and so much. I would post the great pictures I took but I lost my camera.

Tanya's dress was sparkly. I like!!!! Cheers. Diet Ginger Ale is my cheer drink of choice now.

Love to you all. I was honored to be a part of the event. Full circle, ladies. We made it.

Rehearsal Night

The girls were reprimanded for talking during church rehearsal. We have to bow to the cross. But do I bow or curtsy? We sit down at some point and then get up again. Got me. Then we went to dinner. I really thinkg I only had a few beers but it felt like a whole lot. Came home and went to bed. Now I am off for makeup and hair.

Wizards of Waverly Place

parker and alex:

Wizards of Waverly Place (song)

What's that? A hat? Crazy funky junkie hat!Overslept, hair unslightlyTry to look like Kira KnightlyWe've been there, We've done thatWe see right through your funky hat.What's that? A hat? Crazy funky junkie hat!Overslept, hair unslightlyTry to look like Kira KnightlyWe've been there, We've done thatWe see right through your funky hat.

Reaagan knows every word!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Efwh-rbvJ8w

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78-04liBC3Q