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Today there is a happy celebration in Heaven as it would be my beautiful grandmother Gigi's birthday.  Gigi was definitely the most important influence on my life and it became crystal clear to me how deeply when I was asked to write the eulogy for her memorial service a few years back.  I decided to send a letter directly to God explaining what amazing treasure was on it's way.  It is a letter meant to bring smiles and giggles.  Thanks in advance for allowing me to share that special letter with you today as we honor her memory:) Dear God, On the day I was born, you bestowed upon me a truly precious gift...my grandmother.   Gigi, Mimi, Gram, Grandma...she had many names, but one heart overflowing with love for her family. There's not a day that goes by that Gigi doesn't influence me in some way.     Sometimes it’s the crocheted potholders I use when getting Catherine's pizza out of the oven.  Some days, it's watching Cat...

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...

Hello...?...? (peeks head in..)...Is anyone here??.... I've missed you all so much! I've been busy dragging Chilly to physical therapy multiple times per week (trying to get him up walking again) as well as going to lots of follow-up doctor appointments trying to keep him among the living. His doctors are 45 minutes away. As a matter of fact, my day usually begins with Willie Nelson whispering "On the Road Again" in my ear... it's kind of like that movie "Groundhog Day" where Bill Murray wakes up every day to "I've Got You, Babe". Thanks, Chilly...the good times just keep coming with you! So, Chilly and I took Catherine out to see " Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs ." It was a FABULOUS day! First of all, there was no pink bucket tagging along.......What? What does a pink bucket have to do with taking your wee gi rl to a movie? Pink Bucket hasn't left Chilly's side since he was in the hospital. I'm sure you...

--> Thirteen years ago today, I was awakened at 3:00 am by both of my grandmothers pestering me in a dream. They were insisting that I get out of bed and go straight to t he ladies room…IMMEDIATELY…They kept telling me that my brand new mattress was about to be horribly ruined if I didn’t get up RIGHT NOW. A nnoyed that my dream~visiting grandmothers wouldn’t leave me alone, I got up, went to the bathroom and my water broke...hand to God..true story...(Thanks for the heads up on the mattress, Grandmas!) Fast forward twelve hours to 3:30 pm…I’m ready to have my baby and BAM! The power goes out in 10 states! No kidding! Uh, hello!? What happened to that nice epidural drip!? Ahhh, thank you, generator, for turning my epidural drip back on! Finally, straight up at 5:00 pm, my first child was born. I'd like to thank the hospital for having a soda fountain right outside my room...this kept Chilly entertained all through my labor (as well a...

Well, bless my bloggy heart! I opened my email this morning to find 13 new followers for me on Twitter! I must admit this makes me feel a wee bit paranoid because I don't tweet. That's right, I said I don't tweet....I know, I'm a techno-dinosaur... As I've mentioned before, I opened a Twitter account when I began blogging...that was the extent of my twittering. Being a newbie, I didn't understand the whole tweet thing so I basically forgot about it....until this morning...when 13 strangers decided all at once to follow my non-tweeting Twitter. Don't get me wrong....I've had some bloggy friends follow me on Twitter...that's cool...I know who they are and maybe someday I will tweet away with them! The 13 that joined me overnight?....not a clue who they are! Is it possible there's some weird Tweet conspiracy going on here??? What the Tweet!?! (Thank you, Twitter 13, for following me! I'm not sure I understand what's going on, but th...

I am NOT living in a time warp....I am NOT posting a NOT ME Monday post on a Tuesday.....I would never be such a lame-o....(I did NOT keep picturing these creepy characters singing "Let's Do The Time Warp Again" while typing the words above....I do NOT have that song stuck in my head now....oy...) ************************************************************************************* I am NOT extremely frustrated after spending many hours trying to comment on various blogs only to have this happen....After typing my comment, I am prompted to select a profile. When I click on google account, I get nothing. I click on post comment...still nothing...I went around trying to spread my comment love all over the place and discovered my comments were NOT being received. ARGGGHHH! This isn't happening on every blog I visit, just the ones that appear to have comments embedded in a post. (Pop-up window comments are still working fine.) I've tried to select other profiles...