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Monday, November 17, 2014

Little Letters

Dear Pharmaceutical Companies,
It's already such a drag to fall ill in the first place, do you really have to make it worse by making the medications to cure said illness so damn expensive?
-Sick and Broke, thanks.

Dear Insurance Companies,
See above "Little Letter" and allow me to add; Why can't you cover every medication? If I have to take a certain medication and you don't cover it, I have to pay it in full and you know what, ouch, man. Ouch.
-Sick and Broke and Irritated, thanks.

Dear Big Shot in the Ass,
You made life bearable for several hours. I love you. Even if you were rough. It's ok, I forgive you, sometimes I like it that way.
-Wish You Didn't Wear Off So Soon

Dear Weird Strain of Streptococcus,
EFF.YOU.BUDDY.
-LEAVE ME ALOOOONE

Dear Snow,
While I'm happy you've made it I do wish you had better timing so I could enjoy you more. I am also pleased that the kids are out of school today because of your arrival. It gives me an extra day to hang out in my pajamas (minus pharmacy trip) and relax and recoup.
-Happy To See You

Dear Divorce,
You are a necessary evil in some situations, unfortunately. I never thought I'd have to deal with you. But here we are. I wish it could go smoother. I wish I could figure everything out that needed figuring. I wish people, especially little people, didn't have to get hurt in the process.
-Give Me Strength

Dear Wal-Mart Savings Catcher,
Dude, this is just cool. I didn't think I'd like it and was getting annoyed seeing it on my receipts. Especially considering I manage to go to WM multiple times a week. However, I downloaded the app, I got on board and I've already saved 5 bucks. That's pretty cool stuff, I think. So, thanks.
-Saving Money is Never a Bad Thing

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Touch - Breast Cancer Awareness 2014




Performing regular self breast exams is still one of the best ways to insure any abnormalities are caught early! And with breast cancer, the earlier, the better. You know your breasts better than anyone else; If you ever notice anything out of the ordinary, don't hesitate to contact your doctor immediately.
The 5 year survival rate of stage 0 and 1 breast cancer is 100%!! It declines to 93% at stage 2 and even more to 72% at stage 3. Talk to your physician about how to perform a self breast exam and of course schedule your mammograms as recommended. For you, your body, your health. For your family and your friends. Save the ta-ta's!

Statistics from: www.cancer.org

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Things Girls Learn...

...and the people that teach them.

My oldest daughter and I were doing our nails and she asked me, "Since you didn't grow up with a mom, who taught you how to paint your nails?" It never occurred to me that my kids would be curious about stuff like that. It started to make me think back and remember all of the wonderful people that I had in my life that stood in place of a mother for me.


  • My Auntie Norma taught me how to paint my nails.
  • She also taught me how to use pads/tampons since I happened to be at her house when I started for the first time, lucky her, huh?
  • She also taught me how to shave my legs.
  • My pseudo-mom, the first real mom I knew, Glenda, my best friend's mom, taught me how to wear eye liner properly.
  • My dad taught me how to deal with a broken heart.
  • My dad and brother, Cody, both taught me how to defend myself.
  • My brother, Cody, taught me how to stand up for others, especially family.
  • My dad taught me how to cook. I still call him for cooking advice.
  • My pseudo-mom#2 Teresa taught me how to clean and make a house feel like a home.
  • Pseudo-moms 1-3 Glenda, Teresa and Tresa (another friends mom) taught me how to be a mom.
  • Wendy taught me how to loosen up and have fun living the life you have.
  • Teresa taught me how to love with my whole heart, no matter the consequence.
  • Jon, Glenda's husband, my best friend's dad, taught me that it's OK to care for and lookout for the well-being of anyone's child. Especially if they sneak boys into the house and get caught.
  • My nieces, Madison and Faith, taught me that babies are pretty cool and have the ability to turn grown men to mush.
  • My best friend, Tami, taught me how to dress without looking like my dad picked out my clothes.
  • My first boyfriend, first everything, Will, taught me what I should and shouldn't look for in guys for years to come.
  • My step-sister, Terri Dawn, taught me how to do my hair without it looking like my dad did it.
All of them taught me that I was loved, with or without a mom in my life.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Research

There's research to show and backup just about everything these days. Don't praise your children too much, it devalues any "real" things they accomplish. Spank your children, it teaches them discipline, responsibility, consequence. Don't allow your children to "back-talk", question or raise concern with anything. Them having their own opinions is what causes the world such great disdain. Children should be seen and not heard.

Oh, but wait, children are allowed to have their own opinions after all. They're allowed to question things and even argue a little. We really shouldn't physically punish our children when using our words will suffice. We should also praise them as much as possible, build their self esteem high enough that it's harder for them to be torn down.

Bottle feed. No, breast feed. Cloth diaper. Well, ok, disposable diapering is fine. Medicate for any and every illness. Nah, let them fight it off themselves. Only use homeopathic remedies. Let them eat when they're hungry. You're feeding them too much. Make sure they go outside all day if the sun is out. Sun is bad, let them stay in. Don't let them watch TV. TV is educational.

Come.The.Fuck.On.

What happened to using our instincts? What happened to helping each other out without judgement? Why are we so afraid to ask for help these days? Well because we're going to be judged and made to feel ashamed and embarrassed for doing so. For raising our children as we deem necessary and providing for them the best we can. It's exhausting. It's hard enough raising children to be bright, loving, caring, giving and well-rounded human beings without the added stress and strain of worry what everyone is saying about our parenting abilities behind our backs. Why do we let what they say bother us? Because we've been raised to believe that we need to fit in. That we need to be liked. This extends to every aspect of our lives. How we dress, do our hair, talk, walk.. everything. So why not how we raise our children?

It's just so exhausting. Don't you think?