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Happy St. Patrick's Day! How about a wee stroll down memory lane?  Thank you to everyone who messaged me about sharing this blast from the past again this year:)  (yes, Maureen...I do read your emails too!)  Even though it was originally posted in 2009, not too much has changed (says Dawn in her "I can't believe I have PMS every single year at this same time"   happy (think Pharrell singing "Happy") voice.  So grab a cup of Irish coffee, Jameson whiskey, Guinness or whatever suits your fancy on this fine St. Patrick's Day and let me share a tale of whimsy with you.  (and may the luck of the Irish be with you if you come my way today!  Don't say I didn't warn you!)    Oops! What's she doing here again? Wasn't she just here a month ago? UGH! The nerve! We had so much "fun" last time she was here, didn't we?  Well, since I have a full day of Irish activities planned, I guess I better be gettin' my Irish on.......

March Madness has officially descended up on our world as we are just days away from St. Patrick's Day.  Irish Dancer Girl will be shamrockin' all over the city of Tucson (Irish Dance style) for the next week to spread leprechaun love amongst the citizens.  While going over the performance list this morning, my mind wandered back to a time in the not so distant past where my sweet girl gave me a lovely surprise just before her very first St. Patrick's Day March Madness performance.  Thought it would be fun to take a stroll down memory lane with ya'll and give you some giggles.  Sit a spell while I weave a tragic tale of the six year old Irish dancer and her incontinent mother. One fine March day in 2009, Cat and I began our school morning cutting out shapes and chatting it up like two old ladies at bingo night. I had to (ahem) “use the little ladies room” for the 400th time in 20 minutes, and in the interest of safety, (because I’m one of those annoying over-protec...

Hi...I know you may be a bit frightened by the title of this post.  Not to worry!  While I can put my "bad-a$$" panties on for certain occasions, most of the time I'm a pretty docile creature:)  However, there is a skeleton in my closet that a friend of mine reminded me about recently and insisted that I share it with the world...more specifically, the old moms of the world.   Now when I say old, I mean old like me...(I was turning 43 at the time)...not elderly...although since hitting my 40's, I feel elderly when I get up in the morning, but that's another post!  It happened a few years back when I ran into a close friend who had recently turned 39.  Looking back, it is actually pretty funny!  So let's get cozy and ready for my ramble...or maybe I should say rumble (wink!) My friend and I took our kids out to a local park one fine fall day. We were dressed in typical "old" mom attire...jeans, cute t-shirts, banana clips and shades. (Yes, I w...

Yesterday, while driving to Irish dance, my mind was zipping through my list of 45 million things to do when all of a sudden, I started thinking about how nice it would be to have a butler ....which then made me think of this guy...(weird, I realize, but my mind is filled with lots of weirdness these days) Yes, that would be Mr. French....the world's first tv "manny". Back in the day he was called a butler, but seriously, he was all "manny." (Which would you prefer...a manny or a nanny?) I thought it would be so lovely to be greeted upon arriving home by my butler..."May I assist you with the 25 gazillion items that need to be brought in from the car, Madam?"...."Here are your keys, Madam"...(that alone, would be worth the six figure salary he asked for when I hired him...)...."How about a glass of tea, Madam?" Then he would whip up a fabulous meal while I relaxed with my tea. Sigh..... Then, being the mind wanderer that I am, I...

Join the Friday Fragments Fun over at Half Past Kissin' Time ! (by the way...Google reader users...I hit publish before saving.... this is my completed post...the other unfinished post is deleted...yep, I feel like a huge dork! Hopefully you are reading this one!) **** Yesterday, on the way to Irish dance class, Cat shouts out this little gem when passing the hospital where Chilly spent lots of time last week...." Look Mom! That's where Dad went to Asian Care! " (of course, Mr. Perfecto Tween Caveboy has to remind her it's Urgent Care, trying to rain on my parade of laughter..which only makes me laugh harder...) **** I spent the entire night dreaming about the Partridge family. I have no idea why...I must be having some weird 70's induced flashback brought on by the middle age hot flashes I went through all night long....Hot flashes = seriously irritated Mommy....Back to the Partridge family....LOVED them when I was growing up! David Cassidy was my big crush....

I am in a cranky mood this morning…beware….(and it’s not even “that time of the month.”) Hopefully, I can stop this crazy train to Bitchville with my “Thankful Thursday” post. Think I can do it? Hmmm…let’s give it a whirl… I am thankful for this guy…. He made watching American Idol bearable for me last night. I LOVE David Cook…love to hear him sing and his eye candy-ness (yes, I just made that a word) is suh-weet! I am thankful for Catherine’s six year old sense of humor… “Mom, do you want to play “Blend-in” Bridge? (London Bridge) “Are you guys watching “Pirates of Your Favorite Band” again? (Pirates of the Caribbean..hee hee) “Bone yard looks full today, huh?” (as we were driving by a cemetery!) I am thankful for Tween Caveboy’s newfound desire to keep his long shiny locks healthy and clean. I'm also thankful he's become an amazing Zombie Killer. (I hate flaming zombies...) I am thankful for Rae Ann @ Critical Mass for tagging me to share 7 things you may not know about me. ...