Eeyores...Uugghh!!

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Some people really just honk me off...burn my beans...bake my cookies...sink my battleship...put a nail in my tire...you get my drift. Or, as my friend, B's husband J says, "You smell what I'm farting?"

I have been going on a site for Christian Mommies for quite while now. It has message boards and links and all kinds of stuff. I just got chastised through a private message on the site by one of the moderators for responding to a particular other member's post by simply writing the word praying...that's it...praying. The mod said I was "causing stress" on the board and that this other poster "felt harassed" by me. What? Am I going to pray her to death?!?!

The other member is an Eeyore...you know one or more of them yourself...they are not happy unless they are unhappy and letting everyone in the world know just how crappy their world is and nothing you say to her makes a difference and finally, you just want to give up? Then they wonder why no one wants to be around them.

Anyway, she got really snippy about something I wrote about her situation and she said something to the effect of, "If you don't want to pray for us why don't you just leave us alone?" I told her that I WAS praying and just because she didn't like what I wrote didn't mean I wasn't. So, to avoid any further issues, I simply decided that I would respond with "praying" and not offer any opinions or suggestions because I knew she wouldn't take them anyway.

Now, evidently, she has complained that I am harassing her now and I have been asked by a moderator to not reply to any of her posts for a while.

I am a bad Christian Mommie.

Matthew Polo...

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My son is at an incredible age. He is all of 2.

Incredibly frustrating at times, but incredibly amazing at others.

One of the things I love right now is a little game we play that reminds me of marco polo...you know, the swimming pool game? It starts off with him saying, "Mama?" and I reply, "Matthew?" If he needs something, he tells me in his language of one or two word statements or by pointing. If he doesn't need anything, he says, "Mama!" and I reply, "Matthew!" Then the game is in full swing:

MaaaaaMa...Maaaaathew

MaMA...MaTTHEW

Mmmmmmama...Mmmmmmathew

mama...matthew

MAMA...MATTHEW

and so it continues on and on in many varieties of volumes and emphasis...until he is satisfied or bored. It is fun. Maybe we will still be doing this when he is 13...um, probably not so much.

Squawk Squawk Squawk, Pablo

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Just taking a break from cleaning the house...actually, just starting to sort the toys that our son has acquired in his short life. You'd think he was triplets for all of the toys and books he has. But, I am glad he likes the books. He is getting to where he likes to sit longer for a book. There are a few he has a s favorites and he can anticipate/remember what is going to happen and he starts to say some of the words before you even turn the page.

One book, called Louis and the Dodo, has a part where Louis calls to the birds, "Squawk, squawk, squawk!!" and they answer back, "Squawk, squawk, squawk!!" and he is saying that pages before and he actually start to turn the pages before we can even read them. It is great.

He does the same with one of his Backyardigan DVD's...he can remember when the penguin character, Pablo, is getting ready to snowboard off of a hill and get stuck hanging, waiting for his frien Austin the kangaroo to save him. "Oh, no!!" he says before it happens and he says, "help!" when he sees Austin.

Well, the house is not going to tidy itself, I guess.

I'll take my uglies with a side of yeast, please.

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Not really sure if I have a deal tonight or not. I mean, of course, I always have a deal, but nothing terribly specific jumps out at me at the moment.

Oh, remember my little emergency room trip I posted on the 30th of May or so? About my UTI? Well, I am still dealing with it and am actually on my third round of antibiotics. I finished the first batch and waited a couple of days to see if the infection was gone and the doctor's office called me back and said there was still some bacteria, so they gave me another batch...this time for 5 days instead of 3...and said they'd let the culture grow some more to see if there was something else going on. They called me a couple days ago and, in the words of the nurse, my culture "grew some UGLIES" so they were going to give me anotehr round of drugs...this time for 10 days and 3X a day instead of 2.

GREAT...my women friends out there knows what that will probably mean...a good old yeast infection on top of everything else. Anyway, the "uglies" are Strep B infection. Not the kind that causes strep throat but another variety. I guess the body has them naturally, but sometimes they go goofy.

Makes sense...ther weird stuff always happens to me medically. My parents and my husband can vouch for that, honestly. "Oh, this sort of condition only strikes female math teachers with green eyes and are left-handed who were born in Texas in November in an even numbered year? I see, no wonder I have it, then. Makes perfect sense to me now."

What Did I tell You Three minutes Ago?!?!

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God must have a special place in Heaven for people who work for credit card companies' collection departments. They have to deal with people like me...

Today, I got a call from one asking for my husband. Now, admitedly, we are behind on this payment...no dispute there, so they are just doing their job. "I am sorry, he is at work. This is his wife, may I take a message?" "That is okay, we will try back later."

I swear, 10 minutes later, the same company called (we have caller ID, that is how I know.) "No, I am sorry, he is still at work. This is his wife, may I take a message?" "We'll try back later."

Then, not more than 2 minutes later..."No, like I told the person who called from your company 2 minutes ago and 10 minutes ago, he is still at work. May I take a message please?" "That is okay."

I am not making this up...15 minutes later..."NO! For the fourth time in less than fifteen minutes, he is still at work...he works during the day, can't you note that on the account or something?!" "Sorry, we will try later."

Later, as in half an hour..."Look, you are the FIFTH person from this company that has called in less than an hour and I will tell you the same thing--NO!! He is STILL at work!!!!

Now, I have patience, but this was too much. It gets better, though, we have had five more calls since then...I just shut the ringer off and looked at the caller ID when the answering machine picked up. Finally, after he got home, he did get to talk to them.

Guess what? YEAH...they have called two more times tonight.

WATER Girl Wants...WATER Girl Needs...

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I have been hunting all over for a simple thing: non-carbonated, flavored water WITHOUT any kind of artificial sweeteners like aspartame, Splenda, saccarine, etc. You used to be able to get it...but now with all the diet rage and the carbs-will-kill-you-even-if-you-say-the-word-carb fad and the "healthy" no calorie, no fat blah blah blah...you can't. Not everyone wants to resort to chemicals in their drinks. So, for a long time I have been complaining that I can't find a simple, flavored water without all of that junk. Someone suggested Propel water...but it has caffiene. If I wanted caffiene, wouldn't I just drink a pop or coffee?!?!?!?!?! I mean, come on--DUH.

Today...sweet, sweet today, I finally found what I have been looking for (sorry, Bono et al, I can no longer say I still haven't found what I'm looking for) for what seems like an eternity. I swear, I heard angels or something going, "waaaa..." and spotlight hitting it when I saw it...just like in the movies. It is called, simply enough, FRUIT WATER and it is made by Glaceau. I found it in my local corner Jet Stop gas station and I paid $1.39 for 20 ounces of peach flavored water with absolutely no artificial sweetner. I proudly consumed the 20 calorie per serving beverage with 5g of carbs. It was absolutly awesome. There is also grape (YUMMY) to delight my taste buds...and lime (BLEH)...and raspberry (double BLEH)...I did not see, but hope there is lemon (YUMMY)

Now, here is a bonus tonight--a predicted deal I will have in the not too distant future...

I predict that I will really like this stuff and then BAAM!! It will be pulled from the market. Just like everything else I start to like, they go and remarket it or simply stop making it. Mark my word. What a deal that will be...