Snow Day!!!

I declared today a snow day...HOORAY! I got to the freeway & there were a few flurries, no biggy. I drove a little ways & my car was being attacked by them! (I'm ashamed to say, I forgot my Vado this morning!)

I don't know if you remember (or were around) last winter. One fine winter's day my hubby tried to go to work & was stuck on the freeway~for 7 hrs~3 exits away. The lovely 15 freeway was shut down & he was in between exits so he couldn't turn around.

Now see, I thought about this, & I decided that there was no way in hell I was going to chance getting stuck on the very same freeway like that! He has the capability to pee in a bottle, where I, myself, do not. Not to mention that I left my friggin water bottle at home (something that rarely happens).

So far, my kidlet is lovin me. We've already had hot cocoa. She's already had popcorn & fruit roll ups (she had breakfast before we left). She's layin on the couch w/a heating pad, so she's warm & cozy (ok, & she already hurt herself).
She's now shoved the heating pad up her shirt to keep warm. Yeah, we're not gonna show a pic.

Happy Friday! I hope y'all stay safe & warm!

Peace & Love

Happy Birfday to My Baby!!!!

On December 12th, 2003 Marissa Joleen came into this world, a month early, to parents who were scared shitless.

M was due on Jan 14th, Eric's & my anniversary, but as I had preeclampsia, & she was tiny for how far along I was, she was brought into this world a month early. They decided not to induce me & we are lucky for that. They tell me that if I had given birth to her naturally, she may not have survived. My little monkey had bounced around inside of me & tied her chord in a knot.

M was 4 lbs, 1 oz, & tiny like a little doll. She was wrinkly (she hadn't grown into her skin yet).

She quickly caught up to where she should be!

My beautiful, smart, pain-in-the-ass daughter.

Happy Birfday to my baby.

Peace & Love

My Mean Mommy by Marissa Cogley

I know this is hard to read, but M wrote this in crayon. I translated for those of you who may have problems reading Five Year Old. I have become quite adept at translating & will soon need to learn how to read Six Year Old. (You can click on her writing to enlarge.)

Here is her tale about how mean I am. I find it humorous enough on it's own, so I will not make comments to explain or defend myself. (Also, no music today. Just enjoy the story.)

I do not like the way you treat me because I don't like the way you treat me because I do like the...

You make me tell you what I want to have for breakfast & you make me pick up the toys by myself.

And the other thing I do not like the most the way you yell at me & you yell at me to do stuff just for you & I do not like it.

And I do not like the way you hit me because you smack on purpose & send me to my room.

And I do not like the way you me because and you not not make me eat stuff that I do not want to eat.

And she does not let me look at her book.

Enjoy your kids. Especially the smart(ass) ones. They'll be the ones paying for your retirement!

Peace & Love

Hi Ho Hi Ho...

I'm such a big fat ho. No, that's not right (well not the ho part). It's off to work I go! This week has been kind of quiet as I've been studying. Yes (I know it's a miracle), I have actually been studying!

I have actually had my first appointment (thank you Barnara!), which I think went well. I think she's gonna buy everything I've got! Ok, I'm just kidding, but it was a great learning experience.

I have wonderful friends who have been willing to help me out. There were even two people willing to make an appointment on fun night (Jack Heine, from Jamie, Jack, & Stench, World Tour) in Burbank just so I could go & get some more practice. While it was my idea, I couldn't do it because IT WAS FUN NIGHT!

I have an appointment today with my aunt (I get see my new little cousin today. Yay!!!) & I was going to bring Marissa with me, but seeing as she's a liar & a thief, that's not going to happen. That little girl lied to my face several times when I asked her where my anti-frizz stuff was & she said she'd seen it, but didn't take it. Then she put on lotion, which she's not supposed to even have in her room because the last time she had it, she used it to stick paper to her wall! She took my lotion from the hall closet. Guess we're gonna have to get a lock for it since she can't be trusted. My poor hubby woke up to me yelling across the house~Oops!

I hope you all have a great weekend!
Peace & Love (& if the kid doesn't start behaving, she's gonna get a kick in the ass!)