Sometimes Father, you make me want to cry

I stole this photo from someone's FB page. I played with the image in Microsoft Office Picture Manager. I feel bad because I had to remove the head --- she's beautiful but I didn't have time to ask for permission to post. I need to highlight something that makes me want to give her a standing ovation while I kill myself.

This, people, is the body of a mom.

Her kid's barely two years old.

Look at that body.

Dare I show mine?

[09/12/11 Monday] My Very Own Monday Motivator

Yesterday, I questioned the Universe for all the bad things I inherited from people and life in general. She told me to read the fine print in my life contract.

Apparently there are four options:

1. deal with them
2. play the blame game until you die
3. run away from them
4. be dead

And I have to choose wisely because the last three options are the same.


"Swim, drowning is not an option"
My own digital creation
Made in Paint and MS PowerPoint

[09/11/11 Sunday Morning] Big Little Boy Woes

He turns to me, troubled.

"They gave me low ratings."

Huh?

"I just won the championship but still they gave me low ratings."


Image is from here

How does one react to that?

[09/10/11 Saturday Afternoon] Spot the Difference

Mommy - Wears eyeglasses
Dadda - Wears eyeglasses
Little One - Will wear eyeglasses soon :(

Terrible thing to say. I suck at babymaking.

Little One's condition goes far beyond delays in development. Her eyes need to be "fixed" too.

Diagnosis from the eye doctor:

(-) Alternating / Right distance Exotropia (Excess Exotropia)
(+) Oculomotor Apraxia ; ruled out

She'll need to wear "exerciser" eyeglasses to cure the lazy eye.

I'm sorry Little One. There are days when I sincerely wish you were an Excel file, or a curriculum, or a training need, or an organizational development issue, or a performance gap... then I can fix you with my eyes closed.

:(

[09/10/11 Saturday Morning] Juvenile Weekend

The past couple of weeks have been sad. With no friends to turn to (they're across the street busy with their own lives), I craved the company of a dear old friend. He's just my second best actually. Margarita is still the primary craving but my margarita heaven, Carafe, apparently closed shop a year ago.


Image is from here

Lucky for me, it took a while for the Hubby to show up... And Coincidentally, Y was in Sukina with his class. They're celebrating graduation.

I invited myself and got to celebrate cheap juvenile misery.


Image is from here

This is my first taste of Vodka Cruiser after I became a mom. Almost three years... and so I got tipsy after two bottles. Pathetic. I know. But my heart smiled the entire time.

Sunday night - me and hubby downed more bottles. Three for me. Didn't get hit this time.

Bliss.

Now, I need to remind myself that I have an addictive personality.

And that I'm too old to be a budding alcoholic.