Circus Freak

I had root canal done.
It was like my 7th or maybe 8th. 
I've lost count.

I've only had 10 more teeth than you are supposed to.
I had 8 pulled, not including the wisdom teeth.
Oh, I had those pulled...one at a time.
Good times right there.

Did I mention braces?
Had them.
Not once.
Not twice.
Three times.
Yep.
Three times a charm is what they say.

I'd believe it had my teeth not slightly shifted and are a bit crooked.
Gives me character.

So imagine my surprise when the dentist says to me today...(while my rubber dental dam is in my mouth rendering it almost impossible to speak or swallow)

"That tooth there normally has three canals in it, occasionally four.  You, my young lady, are one of the lucky ones.  You have four canals"

Oh, yea me!

I'm thinking of joining Denny's Demented Dental Dames Circus.

Whaddya think?

OOH! Lookie What I Got

Look at all that sunblock.

Just what this pasty Irish girl & her pasty Irish family need.

Thanks to Coppertone I am all set.

They know I tend to spontaneously combust when I spend long hours in the sun but with their sunblock, I am good to go.

Seriously though, I am Coppertone Water Mom.

It totally rocks.

If you have any questions let me know!  I'll see what I can answer for you.

Are you an ambassador for anything?
Leave me a comment.

Why?
'Cause I'm nosey like that.

Wann Know What I Did Saturday Night?

I got wild.
I got crazy.

I got rid of the mom jeans

That's right.
I broke out the capris & went out.

Wait!  That's not the best news...I was sans kids and husband.

I know, you are thinking "Say it isn't so Meghan?"
It is.

I went out.
ALONE.
It was glorious.

Wondering how I partied?  I know you are so I won't keep you in suspense.

See, after spending the entire day by myself...I know, now you know why NJ is getting slammed with storms this week, my sister asked me to go to dinner and a movie.

Dinner!
Where I didn't order for anyone but me.
Where I didn't have to refer between kids or listen to my husband ref.
Where I almost ordered alcohol...almost...I didn't.

Then we hit up the movies.

Saw...

Very, very funny!
Then again I love me some Vince Vaughn.

Know what else?
I didn't have leave the theater once to take someone to pee.

Honestly I didn't know myself.
It was fantabulous.

Most of all, while I appreciated the time to myself, I realized that I miss my family when they aren't around.

There wasn't any chaos, no one asking me as soon as I sit to get them a drink, tie a shoe, look at this.  No one randomly giving me hugs and kisses.

I almost didn't know what to do with myself.

Almost.

It Hurts

I'm Meghan.
I take prescriptions.
Two.
One for the tummy.
One for the mental health...Celexa if you will.

I am not ashamed to take the latter.
I need a little mood boost.

Last Tuesday I called my dr's office to get a refill on both meds.
Without going into a long drawn out post, it only took them until Friday to call it in.
I was out of both Tuesday morning.

It's Sunday.
I only have my tummy med.
My dr's office never called the Celexa in.

I am not happy.
Either is my family.

I woke up this morning.
Came downstairs and my stomach immediately was in knots.
I am having a hard time dealing with the mess...which I did manage to clean but it's a wreck again.

Bobster is putting up with me BUT I get extremely sensitive and it causes me to get nasty.
Yes.
I can be a b*tch.
Tis true.

I am trying not to take it out on the kids.  I am succeeding so far.
Bobster, not so much.
I snapped at him...a few times.

I feel like my stomach has a knot big enough in it to pull the remains of the Titanic up from the bellows of the deep.
I want to cry if you look at me wrong or say something I deem the wrong thing.

I'm smart enough to know it's the lack of medicine BUT I can't help it.

First thing in the am, I will call my doctor's office & after my appointment at the end of the month, I will look for a new doctor.  This isn't the first time something a long these lines have happened.
It is the first time I've been without my meds for an extended period of time.

Tell me, do you take anything?
Just to help.

Is it in their genes?

I am a mom to 3 boys.

 

Handsome devils, no?

 

I also wife to one Bobster:

 

 

Lucky woman, no?

 

I know, I know, what more could I ask for.

 

Here's the thing.

 

I have never heard or seen a group of people talk to the television like they do.

 

From the oldest to the youngest.

 

Especially the youngest.  He talks to the Wii Mario Video Game like a boss.

 

The older ones will do it too but mostly with sports.

 

Then there's Bobster.  He pretty much talks to the wall.  Nah, he will talk to the tv as well.

 

To be honest it annoys the heck out of me.

I can't take it.

I feel like I live in an insane asylum when they do it.

 

Wait, wait,...maybe I do live in an asylum.

That's not the point.

 

Am I the only female subjected to this?

Do others do this?

Do females do this?

 

Tell me I am not alone!!!!!

 

 

 



 



Dams & Their Makers

Last night Cheeks was reading a book about The Transformers. 
One of the sentences ended in "Hoover Dam".

He thought it was a bad word.

I explained to him what a dam was & who built them.

Me: "Some are man made, which means men make them but others are built by beavers"

Cheeks: "Justin Bieber builds dams...YAY"

Sigh.

Let's Thanks James Joyce

For this stream of consciousness post.
Whose James Joyce you say?
You are killing this English major.  Killing me.
Look him up.  He is the father of stream of consciousness.

What's been going on lately?
Hmm.
Feeling blessed.
I am finding out that if you just wait long enough Heavenly Father provides.
Not that this means you don't participate or find means and just sit back.  This means that you might not see how He is providing but once He does you look back & says to yourself "Oh yea!"

See this kid with The Grandpop?
Oh, he's going to make me bald.
What a love BUT boy, do we have our hands full.

He was diagnosed with ADHD last year.
Thank goodness.
Now if we could just get his behavior under wraps all would be good.

The other day he told his entire class to put their finger up their butts.
This did not go over well.
Sigh.

We have put in for help.  He had behavior therapy last year and it seemed to help big time.  Sadly it came to end.  Lets keep our fingers crossed that we get approved again.  Bobster & I have tried everything.

The other boys are doing great.  Tim works non stop at The Grand Luxe Café.  If you have one in your area, go...do not stop to collect $500, just go.  The food is to. die. for.

Chris is getting ready to graduate 8th grade.  Where did the time go? When I met their dad, Christopher was in 1st grade.  The same grade Cheeks is in.  I feel so old.

That's about all going on in my world...well I need my 7th root canal...that's new.  It's really just par for the course.

Tell me, what is going on in your neck of the woods?