6.06.2011

What makes an evening Romantic?

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.... Beer $4.00
...Coffee alcoholic drink $6.00
... One Fish and Chips $13.00

The manager splitting the one Fish and Chips in the kitchen presenting it as two individual meals...

and....


                                                                               Cute...




...Spending another quality evening with my husband after a week from what felt like torture...
                                                             
                                                           ..... Priceless




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6.03.2011

Boo!!!!....and boo-hoo!!!

.....I have spent the last few hours in the bathroom, it can't be food poisoning... ate the scraps from the kids' plates yesterday and everything was fresh.. Perhaps it could be nerves and anxiety. It's day three of the kids being home and I haven't even gotten a chance to recharge my brain cells long enough to give the experience a grade..
I am curled up under my white strawberry stained down comforter that Logan decided bring his plate of strawberries on while I waited on him to finish eat..... ummmm... during which the sleep monster paid me an unexpected visit... "dropsee" ..... Logan decided to slap the crap out of me, and when I flew up out of the sleep with a scream, it made him laugh to the point that all the yucky, goowy, saliva soaked strawberries in his mouth were scattered all over the bed... Oh Lord... Oh Well.. It kinda looks like an Ikat design.. lol.. You gotta pick your battles.
So I have been looking for what I may want for my birthday, since my husband is not too skilled at picking the right gift.... he is however PHENOMENAL with words and cards... Personally, the best gift is from my kids... Something they have created, but since I am also the girl who loves to be surrounded by pretty things and I still haven't gotten those wood floors that I so desperately want but can't afford throughout the entire house, I will settle for accessories this year.  I typically email him a list of a couple items from different companies and ask him to pick one or two items, so it will definitely be something I like but the surprise will be with what he choses..




Alexander Mc. Queen has items on SALE?!?!?!?! .....




Wowwww...... How can a piece so morbid be so cute?!?!?!?!






...which brings me to this....



Alexander McQueen is dead... This lad made skulls look so Funky and Fierce but he ended up taking his own life.. here I am looking at those pieces to wear but for some strange reason it may end up being more appropriate to be worn if I don't do something that is long over due...






....I have not been to the OBGYN ever since I gave birth two years ago... I have figured out that my fear is not finding out whether I may or may not have cervical cancer, but who the hell is going to care for my kids if I were to ever have to receive treatment for any ailment whatsoever...



I recently received a lecture from a friend who was so surprised to find out that I have never been to a spa for a massage and told me to tell my husband that if I don't get one before my birthday, he will have to answer to her... So for my birthday this year, I think the best gift that I could ask for are two gift certificates... One is for "Time" so I could finally receive a full body massage, since I heard thatit is life changing.... sigh.... and the other is for "Pap Smear"..... crickets......... Yup a bloody pap smear....could end up being the worst birthday gift or the best birthday gift but for sure the most important birthday gift....Fun Fun Fun (rolling my eyes).... I see symbolisms in everything and what is eerie about the above pieces from Alexander Mc. Queen is that they all are so "beautiful" with symbols of "death" on them just like so many of us "beautiful" women who may be wearing them everyday who may be plaqued with a silent "death" inside us..... I would rather wear the Boo!!! than have my family Boo-Hoo!!
                                   
                      Please ladies, get your regular Pap Smear....


                                                              
                 

6.01.2011

What Dreams May Come....

It's June 1st.... We are halfway through 2011 and it's a fabulous time to reflect on what we have accomplished for the first 6 months of the year....









See how my tiny closet is coming along?  5 ft. 7 inches by 4 ft 10 inches.... You're probably wondering why this was considered an accomplishment, but it was such a huge deal for me... Being the only female in the house with absolutely nothing belonging to ME (since everyone has taken ownership... even my breasts), this is the only little space that I call my own, and in my earlier post HERE, it is a symbol of clarity, worthiness, mental allignment etc.... I was having a hard time finding a place for my shoes until I found this bookshelf from Ikea... Thank goodness... The white chests I purchased from Target and they hold my regular everyday items of clothing... I simply nailed a couple nails for some of my necklaces, found a little craft box for my rings, the pink stacked boxes hold my makeup and cosmetic brushes and the green holder has my bracelets (it once belonged to Logan).... I just elevated the racks so they could hold two rows of clothing one above the other ( Will show after it's completed)... Will see how that goes..


It's so nice to be back... That hiatus was soul  changing... I am more and more baffled by the person I am and who I am becoming... My passions, my patience, my dreams, my frustrations and most importantly my priorities... It's actually pretty frightening when you begin to realize at what point in your life that you change and begin putting things into perspective and morphing into who you really want to be, and who you were put on this earth to be... Wayyyy back when I was on Facebook regularly, I remember posting something about being so lucky to be "here" because out of the millions of sperm, that ONE.. "Me"... won the race when I was always told by my mom that I was not planned... How lucky am I? I believe unplanned kids are equally special to planned kids because I  think we are God's foresight.. What a miraculous foresight we are.. Many of you who know my story of my 2 sons with autism also know that our "Logi Bear" was one of God's Miraculous Foresights...
The month that I was on hiatus, I allowed myself to absorb everything that he has to offer, what he has and continues to bring to our lives, the surprises that every day brings with what he does or says... How he interacts with his older brothers who most often ignore him and doesn't really know how to deal with what seems "abnormal" to them... To my husband and I, we equally feel a sense of abnormality when MOST of what we have ever known as parents are pandemonium, chaos and quirkiness... This is all so new...
During my hiatus, I also had to convince myself that I was worthy enough of that joy... Oh What A JOY it is and I am bottling it all up.. Wanna buy some? hehehehe.
Here is something we haven't experienced since our soon to be 9 year old was 2 years old and subsequently lost when his signs of autism increased... Sitting appropriately at a table eating with a utensil... Here is our "Logi Bear" having his final snack before bedtime in our room..



Doesn't he look like one a little Bear? hehehe....He was offering me a piece of bread..



Hehehehe.. Silly Boy


 Yup, I have a child who eats fruit...

Look at that Eye Contact..... No words...




God bless those little hands that they will always be used for good.....


.... The kids are officially home for the Summer vacation..actually, it started yesterday with Brandon returning home within one hour of arriving at school because of a temperature.. It takes so much energy on a morning to get the two boys prepared for school so I decided to keep Dylan home today.... An abrupt end to my half days of solitude, but I have been preparing for about a month.. Luckily, I had already purchased all their supplies from The Dollar Tree so what's left is to create a routine for them during the day... It's going to be tough....

My mom is here for a little while, just ran back upstairs from checking to see whether she is still breathing... She told me if she had what I have to deal with everyday, she would have ran away already.. Poor lady.. This is day one Ma.. hehehe.... Strap up your boots and and wear your girdle.. It's going to be Mr. Toad's Wild Ride...
My husband and I were able to sneak out on Friday evening, although it couldn't happen until after all the kids were asleep.. We left the house at 10:20 pm drove 40 mins to our destination.... and we were back home by 12:20 am.. (You could do the calculation of how long we stayed out).. WE were tired, but very grateful and satisfied with the time we captured.. Truly quality time.. We have become an old couple.. This year will be 10 years we're together but we feel like we will be celebrating of 50th wedding anniversary.. Our kids make our life so weary, but we love each other dearly.. God truly wrote our book differently than we expected but it's good.. the Canadian boy falls in love with the St. Lucian girl and lives happily ever after.....:-)




...So, I guess the book continues...