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Paw Patrol, Mom Shaming (again), Booty Shorts and Wolves

Well guess who fell asleep at 10 pm!  I will give you a hint, it was not me! Here's to hoping she doesn't turn it in to an hour long nap like the other night.  I have a pretty good feeling I may drop my basket and run screaming through the neighborhood stark naked and scare the neighbors.  Might get a free ambulance ride and some drugs though, so it's all good!  Just kidding, I have to pay my dealer like everyone else!  OK OK, now I'm kidding, I'm too broke for that... but if I wasnt ... So this kid..all she wants to do is watch Paw Patrol, or play with her Paw Patrol figurines or stuffed animals or play in her Paw patrol tent.  They are cute, I totally get it.  But, she has these pajamas, OK...Little boy pajamas, and I don't give a shit if they are boys or girls or what, I am just setting the stage here.  My Threenager Princess has been wearing these freaking red Paw Patrol pajamas for THREE days.  She will not take them off.  I bought her some brand new

Mom Guilt, Bank Robbery and Warm Weather

Today was one of those days in Kentucky where we are famous for our wacky weather.  It hit 60 degrees I believe, which means sinus colds all around tomorrow after being as low as single digits for the last few weeks.    On the upside my pain was down to a dull roar.  It was one of those times where I was scared to do anything because I didn't want to jinx myself and it was Sunday so i mostly hung out on the couch all day and read trashy historical mail order bride romance novels. And think.  Lots of thinking. It's funny the amount of things that can run through your mind on a normal Sunday.  Why is the sky blue?  Why was I born with brown eyes?  Things like that.  And...big things like, how to pull of a bank heist ...you know...the usual.  I started back on my Cymbalta today and I am preparing for the 5 days of hell as my body adjusts to it again. Today is horrible dry mouth and a bit of moodiness with little appetite.  Moving on to tomorrow which will be homicidal t

You're Killin' Me Smalls

Today was a complete son of a bitch of a day.  I fell asleep at 6 am.  That was my bed time for last night.  My darling little Princess of a daughter woke my up at 10:30 and my body reminded me that I have a demon living in side of me. Everyone has those days where everything you touch turns in to flaming piles of dog shit, I know.  2 PM found me throwing a literal temper tantrum in my back yard and then I came in and threw things.  A lot of them.  Rule #1 as a Lupie.  DON'T GO OFF YOUR CRAZY MEDS!   I have a date with my Cymbalta first thing tomorrow morning   tomorrow afternoon when I get up. So when did the switch over happen here between being a Princess Mommy, and a Lupus Warrior Princess?  About a year ago I was diagnosed with SLE.  This winter has been rough! I've known for over 6 years that something wasn't right with my body, it just takes finding the right Doctor and having blood work done at exactly the right time to get something done. The last week has