26 February, 2011

Song from the heart

Spotty Chop just sang to me while I was giving him a shower

I love you
And you love me
That’s the way it’s gonna be
I love ya baby foooorev-ahhhh

He sang it to Boy Toy before stories and he said “dada if you are ever missing me you can sing that and you will feel me here” and he took Boy Toy's hand and put it over his heart.

Queue waterworks, now I have to figure out how to tape it so I will have it forever...FOREEEEVERrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

25 February, 2011

Thematic Photographic 135 - Letters

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A brief intro - Carmi takes kick ass photos, he challenges you the reader to come up and post a photo that matches his theme challenge. It is sometimes a challenge but always enjoyable, So take a picture already.

This week's theme is Letters
I was trying to walk through my living room and thought I would share my view.

24 February, 2011

HOLY CRAP my baby is getting big

23 February, 2011

The Gaelic Fire Department

This makes me laugh every time I read it

One night outside a small town, a fire started inside the local chemical plant. In the blink of an eye, it exploded into massive flames. The alarm went out to all fire departments for miles around. When the volunteer fire fighters appeared on the scene, the chemical company president rushed to the fire chief and said, "All our secret formulas are in the vault in the center of the plant. They must be saved. I'll give $50,000 to the fire department that brings them out intact."

But the roaring flames held the firefighters off. Soon more fire departments had to be called in as the situation became desperate. As the firemen arrived, the president shouted out that the offer was now $100,000 to the fire department who could save the company's secret files.

From the distance, a lone siren was heard as another fire truck came into sight. It was the nearby Irish rural township volunteer fire company composed mainly of Irish men over the age of 65. To everyone's amazement, that little broken-down fire engine roared right past all the sleek newer engines that were parked outside the plant.

Without even slowing down, it drove straight into the middle of the inferno. Outside, the other firemen watched as the old timers jumped off right in the middle of the fire and fought it back on all sides. It was a performance and effort never seen before. Within a short time, the Irish old timers had extinguished the fire and saved the secret formulas.

The grateful chemical company president announced that for such a superhuman feat he was upping the reward to $200,000, and walked over to thank each of the brave fire fighters personally. The local TV news reporter rushed in to capture the event on film, asking their chief, "What are you going to do with all that money?"

"Well," said Seamus O’Connor, the 70-year-old fire chief, "The first t’ing we’re goin’ ta do is fix the brakes on that fookin’ truck !"

15 February, 2011

Good God am I in Trouble

Yesterday, Spotty Chop and his father come into the house after a Home Depot run. I hear Spotty stomping towards me and as he is walking into his bedroom (where I was folding laundry) I hear "MAMA, What do YOU mean you didn't marry Dada? YOU can't be living together!" indignant and with righteous anger.

"Oh baby", I said, "your daddy and I have been together for longer than most, if not all of your friends parents. We love each other and just didn't feel like getting married."

"Well, I don't know, I have to think about this, you shouldn't be in the same house."

So I go to Boy Toy "what the fuck!" and he laughing says "he asked me on the ride home if we had a good wedding and I said 'if you say so' and then he asked if we were even married and I told him he had to ask you."

THIS ladies and gentlemen is WHY I never married the asshat.

10 February, 2011

Dear Diary, Welcome to Boston

an oldie but a goodie...

Dear Diary

Aug. 1
Moved to our new home in Massachusetts. It is so beautiful here. The
city is so picturesque. Can hardly wait to see it covered with snow.

Oct. 14
New England is the most beautiful place on earth. The leaves are
turning all different colors. I love the shades of red and orange.
Went for a ride through the hills and saw some deer. They are so
graceful. Certainly they are the most peaceful animals on earth.
This must be paradise.

Nov. 11
Deer season will open soon. I can't imagine anyone wanting to kill
such an elegant creature. The very symbol of peace and tranquillity.
Hope it will snow soon.

Dec. 2
It snowed last night. Woke up to find everything blanketed in white.
It looked like a postcard. Went outside and cleaned snow off the
steps and shoveled the driveway. We had a snowball fight today (I

When the snow-plow came by we had to shovel the driveway again. What
a beautiful place. Mother Nature in perfect harmony.

Dec. 12
More snow last night. I love it. The snowplow did his trick again
(that rascal). A winter wonderland.

Dec. 19
Snowed again last night. Couldn't get out of the driveway to get to
work this time. I'm exhausted from shoveling. Fucking Snowplow!

Dec. 22
More of that white shit fell last night. I've got blisters on my
hands from shoveling. I think the snowplow hides around the corner
and waits until I'm done shoveling. That Asshole!

Dec. 25
"White Christmas" my busted ass. More fucking snow. If I ever get my
hands on that son-of-a-bitch who drives that snowplow, I swear I will
castrate the dumb bastard. Don't know why they don't use more salt on
this fucking ice.

Dec. 28
More of the same shit last night. Been inside since Christmas day
except for when "Snowplow Harry" comes by. Can't go anywhere. The
car is buried in a mountain of white shit. The weatherman says
expect another 10 inches of this shit tonight. Do you know how many
shovels full of snow 10 inches is?

Jan. 1
Happy Fucking New Year.
The weatherman was wrong (AGAIN). We got 34 fucking inches of snow
this time. At this rate it won't melt until the 4th of July. The
snowplow got stuck down the road and shit for brains had the balls to
come to the door and ask to borrow my shovel. I told him I broke 6
shovels already, shoveling out the shit he plowed into my driveway. I
broke the 7th shovel over his fucking head.

Jan. 4
Finally got out of the house today. Went to the store to get food and
on the way back a deer ran out in front of the car and I hit the
fucker. Did about $3,000.00 damage to the car. Wish the hunters
would have killed them all last November.

May 3
Took the car to the garage in town today. Would you believe the body
is rotting away from all the fucking salt they keep dumping all over
the roads. It really looks like a piece of shit.

May 10
Moved to North Carolina today. I can't imagine why anyone in their
right fucking mind would want to live in the God forsaken State of

07 February, 2011

Thematic Photographic 133 - Singles

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A brief intro - Carmi takes kick ass photos, he is also a techie dork. He challenges you the reader to come up and post a photo that matches his theme challenge.

I do try on occasion to not have Spotty be the only type of photo I take.

Carmi’s theme this week is singles. So I am posting a few photos of my only college roommate.

Roomie died in October of 2008 and I have to say I am having a harder time now dealing with her death than I did when it was still fresh. Roomie and I could go months without speaking and then we would cram as much stuff into a few conversations as we could. I think it’s just been too many months of not talking to her..

This was Roomie at my baby shower. I now know that she had just miscarried her second child. She still showed up to support me and soon to be Spotty Chop.

This is a photo of us at a Father Daughter dance. Simmons was all over this crap. I love this photo because this shows her goofy side

This is a photo of us at The Others wedding. The 3 of us made a team of “tiny pagan ladies”. I think we both look awfully purdy.

So Weenie meister meister weenie Fuck you for being dead. I don’t like it and I still miss you.

03 February, 2011

Dear Spotty Chop you are 71 months old today

You are playing Star Wars Lego’s. Cousin P let you take his X-Box version so you restarted from the beginning. Your daddy is amazed at how well you are playing. You had all of the characters in the first row except for one in a matter of hours. You wanted to quit, but your dad was like “no way, I know we can find this one, it’s in the room somewhere”. So he is running around, he can’t find it he is trying everything and you say “we need someone to fly” while daddy was thinking “someone that flies is R2D2 or Boba Fett” then you said, “daddy use Bobo Fett”. You and dada came up with the same resolution at the same time.

You are Wicked Smaht!

I wasn’t feeling well, bad cough and while I was in the bathroom coughing my lungs out you came in and started rubbing my back. “Are you ok mama? You will feel better soon”.

You are so sweet.

You started swimming lessons. You seem to be really enjoying them. Hopefully by this summer you will be even stronger than you were last year. Not that I will let you be in the pool area alone, but it will make me feel better once I know you are a strong swimmer. You are a pretty fast swimmer, maybe you will want to race?

You and daddy sometimes make dinner, it was going really well until you accidently brushed against a hot pan. You got a decent burn and said you would never cook again. Luckily you dad was able to convince you that you could still do prep work without touching any pans.

One of the snow storms we had recently forced me to do some shoveling. At some point the front door opened and you walked out, fully dressed with boots, hat, mittens and jacket. I was amazed that you could do all that without any assistance or prompting.

We were over Auntie D, #3 and Mantha’s, we haven’t seen them since before X-Mass. You had such a good time playing with their puppy. She chased you around the house and when you tripped and fell to the floor, she pounced and then licked your face for so long that you could hardly catch your breath because of how hard you were laughing.

We watched you sing at a school concert. Nannie and Papa came too. You were so handsome. I watched as your face lit up when you saw Nannie and Papa, then you were looking for us and if possible your face grew even brighter.

We went to the Providence Bruins, your cousin Hockey was playing in between periods. Hockey got the only goal for his team. When Hockey came back in the stands to watch the 3rd period you told him that “you are the best hockey player I know, I was really proud of you!” Hockey and his mom seemed really touched by that.

Love to love ya baby!