Hey Baby, What’s Your Sign?

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I caught you looking! Now that I have your attention, what’s your sign baby? Maybe our stars are aligned tonight….


I’m an Aries which is a Fire Element, my sign being the Ram. My favorite colors are red and white and the only sign I don’t like is Libra. That means that chances are that you and me will get along beautifully.

I am headstrong and willful and have a hard time with being told “no” or telling anyone “no”. I am strong in my convictions, values and morals and am always willing to teach what I know.

I have really great qualities like being outgoing, energetic, dynamic (sometimes), courageous, generous, strong, and extravagant but I can also sometimes be arrogant, insecure, jealous, and concerned too much with others’ opinions.

Have you ever met another person who was the same sign and were you a lot alike? I have and we were, it was craziness.

I have yet to meet an enemy and I love to talk with people. I have a sympathetic ear and empathetic heart. All of these traits describe me pretty well, but I also think they’re pretty generalized qualities. What’s your sign and what are the characteristics of it?

Check out my constellation!


Wednesday Fwd Out of Gas

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Today’s Wednesday Fwd comes from my older sister, you may or may not have seen this before, but if not, you’ll dig it, it’s very funny.


**Rrriiiiinnnnggg, rrriiiinnnngg,**


**’Hi honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?’**

**’No, Daddy. She’s upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul.’**

(After a brief pause)

**’But honey, you haven’t got an Uncle Paul.’**

**’Oh yes I do, and he’s upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now.’**

(Brief Pause.)

**’Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs, and knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mommy, that Daddy’s car just pulled into the driveway.’**

**’Okay, Daddy, Just a minute.’**

(A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone.)

**’I did it, Daddy.’**

**’And what happened, honey?’ **

**Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming. Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the dresser and now she isn’t moving at all!’**

**’Oh my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?’**

**’He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too. He was all scared and he jumped out of the back window, and into the swimming pool. But I guess he didn’t know that you took out the water, last week to clean it. He hit the bottom of the pool and I think he’s dead.’**

*****Long Pause*****

*****Longer Pause*****

*****Even Longer Pause*****

**Then Daddy says, “Swimming pool? Is this 486-5731?’*

Aaah! LMAO! That was hilarious!

It’s Wednesday!

Ever wake up in the morning ready for the day, ready to take on the world and then you get out there with some pep in your step and you finally get to work after your morning routine and as soon as you walk in the door run out of gas?

My engine went…. chuga.chuga..chuga..chuga……..chuga…………….chuga …………………..chuga……….chu……….. and that’s all she wrote. The engine died and my eyelids drooped and my step got heavier and then I realized, it’s only Wednesday.

In an effort to wake the hell up and get with it today I’m posting a video that should wake me up as well as you.


It’s just one of those days…how many cameo’s can you spot?


I Miss My Little Man

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**Warning** this will be a mushy post.

I always said that if I had any children at all, I wanted a boy first and I’d think about more later. I got that at first go, so I consider myself lucky. What this boy has brought to my life has been amazing, and life saving.

He turned 11 a few weeks ago and we’re used to the idea now. Sort of. My sisters all have toddlers or infants and they’re all at that adorable age where they’re talking and discovering and walking and they’re so much fun, because you’re their hero. You’ve shown them all they know so you’re the first person they look to when they discover something new and want to know what it is, you get to see those looks of wonder and amazement firsthand. The curiosity in their eyes as they wait, sometimes not so patiently, for you to find the kid words to explain it to them.

And they’ll hug and kiss without protest and they’re learning how to make people laugh, etc. It’s a magical time that I have very very fond memories of as you can see. 😳

I miss the days when my son looked at me like I was his hero and like I was so smart and could teach him everything he needed to know. How foolish of me to not try to stop time for a few seconds at a time to cherish those moments a little better.

There are joys to him being the age he is, he can make his own snacks and drinks and he can play outside unattended and he can gather his laundry and clean his own room (whether it’s actually done or not) he can do his chores (when he’s reminded) and he can feed the cats if I forget.

But I miss when I could say, “Give Mommy a kiss” and he would pucker up, cuz he loved his mommy. If I tried that now, I can’t imagine the look I would get. He’s trying out all sorts of new stuff, his sense of humor, his smart aleck, all of it, we’re the guinea pigs.

I used to call him Little Man, but can’t anymore because he’s as tall as me and his feet have outgrown mine. We’re entering a dangerous phase in life. Munchkin was another nickname that I can’t call him by anymore as it couldn’t be further from the truth.

When he was smaller and it was just he and I, I tried really hard to foster a positive relationship with him because I had to be Mom and Dad at such a critical age for him, I wanted him to relate me to having fun too, so we’d go to dinner and a movie once a week and rent movies on another night of the week and share a lot of time together as buds.

He’s such a reflection of me at times, but I realize that now he’ll be turning into his own person, changing in ways that aren’t like me. I always tried to treat him with respect and I was never above apologizing when I was wrong, so I think if he keeps those qualities and adds a few more, he’ll be a great guy one day.

Soon I may start up our “date night” again, just so he knows I still value our relationship and want him to be able to talk to me or us about any problem he should ever have.

I wish he were little again sometimes when I see my niece being sweet, or my nephews, but then I remember the diapers and the potty training and the sick days and worry over fevers and the finickiness over his food that we’re finally starting to break him of…

I miss the little guy, but the Tweener he’s turned into is pretty cool too.



Monday Morning Mojo

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I have a few songs in my head, and because I do, you will too dammit! Let’s get our mojo workin folks!

Gooooood Moooooorniiiiiiing MoooooouthyGiiiiiiiiiiiirls!


17 is a song I’ve always identified with pretty well, never had trouble from the cops in my “hometown” really though. Wouldn’t wanna go back there though, there’s nothing for me there. Of course it’s the human condition to be Sick and Tired and CCR is so good at making me relate and sit for a while on my pity pot.

On the pity pot is a place we all sit from time to time, it’s if we let others catch us that makes the difference, lol. Just don’t get caught and it’ll be okay, I promise. (If I catch you I won’t tell though πŸ˜‰ )

Then I decided it was time to get off my pity pot and get motivated for the day because I have a lot of work ahead of me, so of course you know I had to go for old faithful… This song gets me geared up for everything, not really sure why but…it does.

Happy Monday Folks! Enjoy!