So I asked Mimi to come over and apply the dye for my "Spring Hair Color" this afternoon.
Wackiness ensued, and here's what happens when Mimi gets a funny idea, and I agree with her we need to take a picture for the blog.....
Hey Man! Pass the Peace Pipe and TURN UP THE TUNES MAN!!!
yeah, I didn't get much sleep last night.....can you tell? I actually agreed to the picture, and am stupid enough to post it...HAHA!!
Friday, March 31, 2006
So I asked Mimi to come over and apply the dye for my "Spring Hair Color" this afternoon.
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/31/2006 04:32:00 PM
Well, the weather here in New England has been absolutely fabulous this week! I've been outside more and more. As have the kids, playing on their swingset that we bought RIGHT as it was getting cold....Lots of people are congregating in yards after woork, and you can smell grills firing up for the season all over the neighborhood. The crocus' and daffodills (my favorite) are blooming all over the place, including my yard (who knew I had bulbs? certainly not me) and are truly making me feel like the earth is waking up again....it's just ....I have no words to describe it that truly capture how I feel.
SassyGirl mentioned in a post that she feels like running around naked in this fine fine weather, and I haev to say I feel similar. Nothing like a fresh, clean -smelling Spring to jump start the mind and body. This weather is refreshing!
Sports have started around here, of course. Baseball and T-Ball practices for the Navy Community have been going on all week. It's been awesome. Emily had her first T-Ball practice yesterday evening, and I only have one thing to say:
I need to teach my child how NOT to throw like a girl! SERIOUSLY!!
It's not her fault really. She's just never been a physically adept kid. She was nearly 18 months before she walked. She only learned how to jump properly last year. Bicycles are a big issue for her. Plus, she's a bit clumsy, so she's just not a natural athletic person. This hasn't been a problem for me really, until now. I played softball for 4 years as a kid. From age 12 - 15. Yes, 4 springs....and I was on a pretty good team. We made it to the finals for my league 3 out of 4 years I was on the team. I was good at softball. I'm not the most atletic person NOW, but back in the day, I never really had problems with sports, dancing, bikes, etc. Seeing my child struggle makes me wonder who's genes she got in the athletics department.
It's Hubby's. Honestly, it HAS TO BE....he's just not an athlete. Never really was, to my knowledge. He sure as hell isn't now! HAHA....
So, starting today, I am going to take an hour or so every day and work on throwing and catching with Emily. I am hoping that by next weeks practice, there will be noticable improvement. I owe it to her, as my child, to at least work on this with her. And Hubby already mentioned to me last night that he was never good at baseball. So it's all on me...
That's OK! I don't mind! It's a good excuse to go outside and spend time with Em....and relive my glory days on the field. Or whatever.
On a completely unrelated note, I'd like to say thanks to all of you who commented on my HNT post yesterday! I feel I must be doing something right if you all think I am smokin'! Hubby was entertained by some of your comments, and I could tell he was proud as a peacock about me being his hot wife....Which he made sure to emphasize on last night! ;)
I'll try to post again tomorrow...but if not.....Have a great weekend everyone!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/31/2006 08:38:00 AM
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Well last night at the awards ceremony I caught more than a couple sailors looking at my cleavage. Hell, it looked GOOD!! So I am feeling risque today and thought I would indulge all you HNT people.....enjoy! ;)
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/30/2006 08:48:00 AM
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
I feel like I am going, going, going this week. Vey busy. Computer switching, Navy Wife Stuff, kid's stuff, and this weekend, some actual fun for me and Hubby....
Tonight Hubby has an Awards Ceremony for the boat to attend. I was up lat night sewing on a rocker for this boat. A rocker is a little patch about 1/2 inch high and about 5 inches long that is slightly curved to fit along the top of the shoulder of Hubby's "Cracker Jack" uniform. It gives the name of his command. it's also a BITCH to sew on. I stuck myself twice with pins trying to get it in place, just right. Then I had issues with my machine and the bobbin...He better get a friggin award! I am dressing up, making cupcakes and going to support Hubby. Even though neither of us really wants to be there LMAO
Tomorrow is volunteering again at school and then tomorrow evening...T-Ball Practice for Emily!! She is so dang excited. When Hubby came home from Duty yesterday after not seeing him for 2 days, she was so excited to tell him about practice on Thursday. I hope she enjoys this....she says she wants to do Karate this summer....we'll see, but it is a real possibility, I think....
This weekend Hubby and I are meeting with some people in a social setting through an online group we are a part of. I am looking forward to it. Socializing with Adults....what a concept....
I don't have much to write about today, I am afraid....got too much to do to really write about things on my mind....cause there isn't much on my mind besides my busy week...oh wait....
SPRING HAS SPRUNG AND I AM LOVING IT!! WOOT!!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/29/2006 10:23:00 AM
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
So the tranfer to the new computer has gone relatively smoothly. I got all the files I wanted over to this fast , mega-memory computer. I have all my bookmarks, pictures, documents, programs, everything I could possibly think of.
So I am playing Texas Hold'em on Poker Stars last night...just chillin', relaxin', winding down...Mimi's husband had just entered the game table while I was up getting Em a drink....I start to type HI to him. As I hit enter, I realize it didn't go through...so I try again -- nothing. So I do an IM to him -- NADA....I look up at my modem. The online light is not on. Damn.
So I go make sure it isn't that the internet is down. It's done that a few times with this company. I go next door and talk to Mimi and her husband for a few minutes. Mimi's internet is working fine. Damn. Time to call customer support. After about an hour, I still have no internet. So I go upstairs and watch TV. The irony being I have cable, but no cable internet -- go figure.
This morning I am awoken by the tech people calling my cell phone to schedule them to come take a look at everything. My theory is that my 6 year old Motorola Surfboard Modem has died. It lived a good life...and probably needs to be replaced.
Finally at about 3 pm, my internet is back. Damn that was draining. I was going through withdrawral of email and blogging....on the upside, the tech said my modem was running just as good as it should be, and that he doubted I should need another one for another few years. Good. I really didn't want to fork out $65 for one this week.
But I'm back... for now....the cable guy said the signal is real weak, and it's not my modem. The internet could go out again. That would totally suck, doncha know...
Sometimes I think I should have gone to ITT Tech. The I could have fixed this shit myself. And not gotten insulation from my attic on my freshly vacuumed landing *grumble*
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/28/2006 03:45:00 PM
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Last night, I committed the most horrible act upon my child: I nearly scared her to death.
BUT IT WASN'T ON PURPOSE!! In fact my original intent was to entertain them both. Hubby and I discovered a Japanese Hibachi Restaurant here in Southeast CT, so of course, we said, let's bring the kids! We've been entertained at these places, why wouldn't they? I'll tell you why. Fire scares my 2 year old apparently.
Now, we were fine getting into the restaurant, ordering drinks, having an appetizer. All good. They even have chopsticks with some sort of elastic concoction on then that makes them more like tongs, for kids. Kaity and Emily got the hang of their special chop sticks immediately.
Well after a while, the chef guy came in. I was excited to see the kids' reactions. He put some oil stuff on the grill and LIT IT UP --
....Immediately my ears were treated to a piercing scream and crying. Kaitlyn was TERRIFIED! I scooped her in my arms, and tried my best to calm her. She watched the show from my arms, but most of the time she was burrowed into my chest. I couldn't believe Kaity of all people was afraid of the fire. It really bothered me. The rest of the night, whenever she saw the flare of a fire anywhere else in the restaurant, she jumped and trembled. Needless to say, I felt terrible for her having this fear....but it really nagged at me inside....
See folks, Kaity is my adventurous child. She's the one who will dive bomb off the top of one couch to the love seat and vice versa. She took on stairs with ease. She loves to jump on beds, run like a lunatic and pretty much has fear of NOTHING. Honestly. She never freaks at fire works, or dogs, or anything, really....So you can see why, as a parent who knows her child is destined to be a stunt double someday, seeing Kaity get scared at something threw me for a loop...
Hubby and I discussed this for a while on the car ride home. It was then that I realized another reason the hibachi shouldn't have freaked Kaity out. We've had a few campfires with Mimi and her husband next door in the past. I've had to hold her back from the fire, because I feared she would get burnt. She would have touched it if she could, I swear. The Hubby made a point I hadn't thought of: She was in a chair, couldn't move back and the fire descended on her rather quickly. Usually she is in control of what she does, adventure wise, where it be willingly walk up to a fire, or dive bomb off the couch -- she's in charge. The restaurant situation put her in a situation where she had no control of something sudden, and it freaked her out.
It all made sense now. I started to remember throughout the rest of the drive home, instances of Kaitlyn being startled by things; loud noises, people jumping out at Halloween, flashes of light...and realized that when she is startled, it REALLY freaks her out. Man, did I feel like a totally BAD MOTHER after that. I should have realized that the situation would startle her and freak her out. I should have been prepared, already holding her, or even standing up, so she felt like she could get away. Hell, had I not jumped about 1/2 hour before, when the next table over was engulfed in flames suddenly? DUH.....
So most of my night I was wrapped up in guilt. The other half was frustration. Hubby got his wonderful new laptop. He's so happy. He also is ready to turn over the desktop that he built to lil ole me. But I have a LOT of crap on this one to transfer. At first, we were going to put in the extra hard drive from his, transfer stuff to it, then take it out and put it back in his. Or rather, MINE. Well, that didn't work. So then we said "Ok, let's just burn shit onto DVD and transfer it that way. I only have about 20 GB of shit I want to transfer, maybe less. Sure, no problem. The DVD's are 4.7 GB storage. No problemo. To quote Robin Williams from Disney's "Aladdin":
EERRRRR -- WRONG!!
Yeah, for some reason, my DVD RW drive wouldn't work. We thought it was the program. We put another one on...or 3....at this point, I was getting tired and frustrated to my boiling point. It was nearly midnight. I wanted to sleep. So, I did. As Hubby was coming in to say good night, I told him I would go through stuff I already have on CD today and figure out what truly needs to be transferred. After that, I'll burn stuff onto CD and transfer that way. Less stress....
What does this mean for you all? Well....it means that in the transfer process, which I am HOPING will take less than the whole day, I will not be online so much. Then I gotta set up Hubby's, erm, MY new computer and it's lovely 3 GB RAM and two hard drives (drool), to MY specifications. I am HOPING that by tomorrow I will be all done and flying on the 'net faster than ever. But I am going to be cautious and say...I probably won't be back til Tuesday or Wednesday......This was sort of unexpected, as I thought Hubby would wait a week or so to actually do all this.....so go figure....
Happy Trails Til We Meet Again (in a few days, I promise!)
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/26/2006 09:33:00 AM
Friday, March 24, 2006
So Fuzzbox has been being the Guest Moderator over at Beauty Vs. The Beast. He sent out a post saying that if anyone wanted to volunteer they should e-mail him. So I did!
My post is now up there. Go check it out!!
The come back here and comment! I LOVE comments! I feel so LOVED when people LEAVE COMMENTS!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/24/2006 08:36:00 AM
Thursday, March 23, 2006
I got his from Mimi this afternoon....a good, clean laugh...
A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird's chest.
After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and said, "I'm so sorry, your duck, Cuddles, has passed away."
The distressed owner wailed, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am sure. The duck is dead," he replied.
"How can you be so sure," she protested. "I mean, you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something."
The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the room, and returned a few moments later with a black Labrador Retriever.
As the duck's owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.
The vet patted the dog and took it out, and returned a few moments later with a cat.
The cat jumped up on the table and also sniffed delicately at the bird from head to foot. The cat sat back on it's haunches, shook its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.
The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck."
Then the vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman.
The duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill."$150!", she cried, "$150........just to tell me my duck is dead!"
The vet shrugged. "I'm sorry. If you'd taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it's now $150.00. "
HAHAHA!! Classic! I love good zingers like that. Thanks for the laugh Mimi!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/23/2006 07:02:00 PM
Since last week was my first HNT, I thought this month we could continue with "firsts" ..Below is the very first Tattoo I got. In 1995 at age 18. I managed to hide it from my parents for about...2 years, I think...eventually I stopped being scared of their reaction to my tatts. Of course by the time they saw my tattoos, I think I was like engaged or at least seriosuly dating Hubby by then....so anyway..here it is...
ok..so blogger is messing up with pictures and my migraine isn't helping things...I'll try later to update it....
Update-- 12:59 PM --
*crossing fingers that it works...*
Oh thank god.....
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/23/2006 11:54:00 AM
I woke up to drive Hubby into work this morning with a headache. I thought it was for lack of sleep. Came home and went back to bed slept another 2 hours. Now it's worse. It is a fulll-blown migraine and I just want to die, not deal with loud children. I don't think I am gonna volunteer for Emily's class today. I'll be lucky if I can make it to 12 pm without too much pain. Even the thought of driving right now makes me hurt more....thinking hurts....
I'd give just about anything for a chauffer today.....and a nurse...or a nanny.
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/23/2006 09:05:00 AM
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
I love it when people move sometimes.
You see,when people moveout of Navy Housing, they usually don't want to bring evrything they had at their old house with them. Especially outdoors stuff -- like sheds, and fencing.
Now, I know I am going to be here for a while longer. And because I know that, I like to grab freebies for my yard when I see them. Case in point: today I have already aquired about 40 fett of fencing. I plan on going and getting more later on when I am finished volunteering at the school.
Why would I want someone's old fence? well, quite simply, because I am cheap. And poor. The Navy doesn't pay Hubby that well, though most civilians think it does. Anyway, so, this perfectly good cedar fence -- trash? I DON'T THINK SO!!
I may even be able to get enough to cover Mimi's yard too! But first - mine. Cause I got a 2 year old and a 5 year old, and If I can keep them in the yard, they can play back there all summer and I won't have to worry as much!! woot!
Now all I gotta do is get Hubby to help me put it all together.....And they just opened a Lowe's in Waterford! YAY!! I LOVE HARDWARE!!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/21/2006 10:22:00 AM
Monday, March 20, 2006
Lookie what I MADE!!!!
MANY THANKS to Professor Wonder for his Poinsietta Design which was the basis of the petals! I also picked up somewhere else how to make the stem, but to be honest, after lookiong through balooning websites for about oh...3 hours, I couldn't tell you where
WOOT! I DID IT!! So now I can make:
a dog, a girraffe, a turtle bracelet, a flower, an elephant, a bunny and later this week, I think I'll start on hats! WOOHOO!!
oh yeah, my life is so sad...
Hope you like your flower, Mimi!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/20/2006 01:08:00 PM
So, I like to keep busy. This means I try to get involved in things outside my house often. I actually can't stand sometimes to sit around, but I also don't like to be run ragged with the the things I do, then have to come home and clean/do laundry/cook, whatever...well I have a new little hobby, and one of these days I hope to have time to culminate it. Once I am done doing everything else I do in my life...including blogging.
I'm talking about animal balloons.
yes, that's what I said -- animal balloons. Kids love them. MY kids love them. And I even volunteered to make animal balloons at the Boat Easter Party in a few weeks. I can make a few things, but this weekend I was hellbent on making the coolest balloon of them all -- a sword.
Here's the problem though: It is REALLY HARD to find a website for FREE that will give you directions, with GOOD illustrations for a beginner. It's also nearly impossible to find a book on it in Borders anywhere in a 100 mile radius. I actually had to order something. And I think the book is going to be too advanced for me. But I want to be able to make cool animal balloons for the party. Dang it, I want those kids to go home and when mom and dad ask the kiddos "What was the best part, honey?" Right after EASTER BUNNY, I want those kids to say "The balloons!"
Now, some of you are gonna say "Well Cissa, since you seem to like it so much, maybe you should make a living out of it?" To you folks I say HELL NO!! Why? Simply because I don't want to make a living out of being around kids all the time! I am a selfish person. I like my free time to be on the computer when the kids are out, or asleep, etc. If I did this for a living, I would have my kids all week, and then on the weekends, I would be entertaining everyone ELSE'S kids!! No thanks! If I wanted that, I would have paid for 4 years of college, and have a degree in Education. To quote Austin Powers "It's not my BAG, baby!"
But that doesn't mean I don't want to learn how to make wicked cool animals and hats, etc.
On another topic. Go visit Mimi's Blog. It's hilarious today. No, not hilarious. It's AWESOME!! So is SO RIGHT ON about how the world really should be...or at least America. Plus I know she'd love to hear from all of you. Well -- if you people won't comment here, maybe you will over there? Just a thought ;)
Oh I forgot to mention about the Easter Party -- you ever feel like you over-volunteer for things? Like I said I would do the animal balloons. And then I said I would do a jelly bean count. AND I was also asked to to PB & J sandwiches. Did I mention that Hubby has duty the day of this party??? How totally unfair is THAT??? So I am gonna have all this stuff to do, and then in addition, deal with kids -- on a Saturday. I mean, I can make the sandwiches the night before, and the jelly beans are already in the jar and ready to be counted. But T-Ball starts next week, I start volunteering at Em's school this week, oh yes, and I still have everyday stuff, like cleaning, cooking, driving Em to school, and miscellaneous things around here. I feel like I am gonna burn out after this party. I get stressed to easily. I like things to be perfect. I can't help it. It's borderline OCD for me.
yeah. I have issues.But for now...my biggest issue is learning how to make this: (just one, not the whole bouquet)
If you know how to make this and are willing to show me, please leave a comment!
Update - 10:30am -- I forgot I was tagged by Dr. John! I have to list 7 of my favorite songs. I will attempt to do this while listening to2 kids scream and fight and cry..
1. La Vie Boheme from RENT Motion Picture Soundtrack
2. Love of a Lifetime by Firehouse
3. Thank You by Led Zeppelin
4. Wish You were Here by Pink Floyd
5. Redneck Woman by Gretchen Wilson
6. Torn by Natalie Imbruglia
7. Sweet Emotion by Aerosmith
Those were the 7 that came to my mind first...I love them all! I am not tagging anyone though. I can't concentrate long enough to pick 7 people. the kids are being particularly heinous today!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/20/2006 09:51:00 AM
Friday, March 17, 2006
I am going to participate in the Great Strides Walk for Cystic Fibrosis on May 20th in Providence. An old high school friend of mine, Patrick, sent a bulletin message on MySpace about the walk and about his son's conditon with CF. I was inspired to help. So, I did the first thing I could think of -- I signed up to walk and raise money.
I like to donate to the Make a Wish Foundation in Mae's memory, but this year, my charity will go towards this. Please look over on the left and look for this logo and click on it, to learn more about this disease and the walk. And please consider making a donation to help me and Team "Finnz Friendz" raise money for CF Research.
Thanks in advance if you donate!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/17/2006 11:10:00 PM
Yes, I have some Irish in Me. On My Mom's side. I look REALLY GOOD with red hair, I even have Green eyes! I may be more Hispanic than anything. but my skin says "I'M IRISH!!"
I'm not actually doing anything besides wearing green and white today. Hubby and I don't drink too often anymore...and I HATE crowds, and bars are always crowded on this holiday....more so in Military communities becaue payday was 2 days ago...LOL...I might go seea movie with Hubby, not sure....trying to get us on a date is like pulling teeth...*sigh*
Growing up in New England, Rhode Island specifically, March meant 2 Holidays for me -- Today and what normally falls on the Friday after St. Patrick's Day -- St. Joseph's Day. It's an Italian Holiday...it's next week, and for the first time in 8 years, I am having Zeppelas!!! woot!...
May Your green beer never go sour, and Your pints of Guinness always be frothy.....
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/17/2006 08:55:00 AM
Thursday, March 16, 2006
I have broken down and given in. I am breaking under the self-induced pressure of seeign my fellow bloggers do Half Nekkid Thursday. I am sucked in.
For my very first HNT I thought I would show something meaningful. This tattoo on my left shoulder blade is in honor of my first daughter, Mae. She was born and died on April 23, 2000. I will talk about it more next month.....onto the picture....
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/16/2006 08:36:00 AM
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
If I read one more freakin' American Idol rundown from someone on my Blogroll, I am gonna puke!
Seriously? I read through 4 already today. SO ...TOTALLY...OVER...IT....
I knew there was a reason I haven't been watching it...I can just read everyone's friggin' blogs about it the next day....oh yeah and after season 2, it just got old....
PLEASE for the love of God -- my friends and fellow bloggers -- STOP THE INSANITY!!!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/15/2006 05:09:00 PM
I kept essentially the same design, I just added a new background, changed a couple colors, and made a new title bar....Thanks to the FABULOUS Patterns at Citrus Moon ....And the permanant link is at the bottom of my sidebar to the left....
Hope you all like...if not...I'll probably change it in a couple months again...hehe
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/15/2006 03:59:00 PM
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Reading Mimi's post from yesterday got me thinking about my poetry from my teen years. I used to keep a diary and I thought I was the freaking BOMB when it came to poetry. I looked through the books, and started reading entries, poems, etc. I've come up with a few conclusions about my life from 11, 10, 9 and 8 years ago....
1. I was easy to fall in love
2. I was a freakin' glutton for punishment
3. I was seriously depressed and must have hid it pretty well from the outside world
4. I have terrible handwriting and wish I had gotten better instruction on that. Most of the stuff was barely legible!
A few phrases I noticed were repeated were "I'm so depressed", "What is the matter with me?" , "I am all alone". Almost up to my meeting Hubby I was feeling depressed. Looking back I don't recall feeling THAT down, but maybe that was a bit of denial I was experiencing....for 3 years straight. Apparently I got it all out in my journals though...kinda weird.
Maybe I need to start keeping one again....and look it over in 10 years to see how much I have changed....maybe THIS is my journal now. Amazing how introspective I get when I look at my past. I really AM a nut case LMAO.
I wanted to share one of my piss poor poems...Hope you all don't gag. I find they're terribly entertaining now...
from 3/12/1995 (that's 11 years - I was 17, a senior in high school, 3 months shy of graduation):
I lie here and wonder
what is my destiny?
Am I to live my life alone?
Or shall I prosper in the
Great Wealth of Love?
I am alone, so far from you.
To hear your voice, feel your touch,
touch your lips.
It seems like a dream
that I never will have
so long as I sleep.
Time is the prison which
locks me away.
In this cell of solitude
will you be my pardoner?
Or will I die, imprisoned
by the harsh, cruel jailers
we call society.
I wait and wait,
so many tearful nights
and bleak emotionless days
for the reunion of our love
Damn. Depressing and lovey-dovey. I can feel the bile rising in my throat it's THAT bad! LMFAO
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/14/2006 09:32:00 AM
Monday, March 13, 2006
My daughter is officially a video game junkie.
Her birthday party on Saturday yeilded a decent amount of new presents. Barbies, golls, Brats, etc. You know girl stuff. But Me, being completly osessed with Emily being the smart child I never was, did not indulge this year in a toy that she can play with conventionally.
She had been asking for a Nintendo Game Cube. Well, ain't NO WAY IN HELL I was going to buy a 5 year old a $200 system and then games at $50 a pop. NO WAY. So I figured I'd get her a V.Smile. That way she could play a video game AND learn....Well since it's been tken out of the box, she has barely done anything else. Not interested in TV, or videos, or ANYTHING like that. No, she wants to play her V.Smile. And it's $20 games. And she's already learning math. Best $60 I've ever spent.
Sometimes I am so amazed that I actually do the right thing for my kid. I am not a teacher, and I know that. I have got her in a pre-k program. I got her a learnign video game. I have got her papaer to practice her writing on. I am actually getting the paretning thing down....
Now if only I could drag her away from the V.Smile to get ready for school......
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/13/2006 10:06:00 AM
Saturday, March 11, 2006
EMMY LOST HER TOOTH LAST NIGHT!!
It was very exciting. The Tooth Fairy came and left her a DOLLAR for her tooth!! What the hell?? I was LUCKY to get 50 cents for my teeth! I am telling you, inflation is just insane.....My god will it be $2 per tooth when kaity starts losing hers?
I would like to send my condolences to Lushy and her sister and husband...and truly the whole family. Her sister lost her baby at 29 weeks of pregnancy. What a very sad sad day for them. I wish I could say I don't know the pain they are going through, but I actually do.....
More on my loss next month....but in the meantime, please keep Lushy and her family in your thoughts and prayers...thanks....
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/11/2006 08:23:00 AM
Thursday, March 09, 2006
My oldest Daughter is 5 years old today! What a milestone! In the fall, she'll start Kindergarten!!!! In about an hour, the girls will get a bath, then Em and I will go to school, where I will be a special visitor for the whole day! (2 3/4 hours LOL)
It's crazy to think that this girl is only 5. Some days she is so smart and mature beyond her years. For instance, she was awake when I got up, sitting patiently on the couch watching TV when I came down this morning. She was patient waiting for her "surprise" of presents. She didn't know, and she was patient to wait for it. She was polite and said "Thank You" to Me, Hubby and little sister.....AMAZING!
We gave her a few presents this morning, though her big presents she'll get at her party on Saturday. She got some new Strawberry Shortcake bedding and Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on DVD. Then me, her, Hubby and Kaity decorated cupcakes for her class for snack today.
Not an hour later she's throwing a fit because she wants to open said bedsheets and strew them across the house.....ah well......
Today is her day. We'll have what SHE wants for dinner, and although her party isn't until Saturday, we'll make sure she knows today is special.
I cannot believe I am the mother of a 5 year old. It just seems so.....surreal.....
HAPPY 5TH BIRTHDAY EMILY!!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/09/2006 09:52:00 AM
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Money is the root of all evil. I never seem to have enough. And then, that special time of the year comes around, and I feel like a lotto winner gone wild. Tax Time !!
But this feeling of financial uphoria when that time comes? It's bad -- really really bad. Like a hurts so good kind of bad. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I do. And I dunno how to stop it. I have a spending compulsion to buy absolute crap that I totally don't need. But this time around...I managed to be fairly responsible with our tax return...what's left of it anyway...
Hubby bought a custom made laptop. It'll be here soon. It's not the "perfect" one that he wanted, but even our full return amount would not have yielded enough for that....but the one he did get totalled about 2/3 of the return -- and that's saying something. So with what I have left, I have managed to pay some bills, get Emily's birthday presents and party taken care of, ordered new contacts that I have put off for 3 months to get, new glasses because my current ones are 3 years old, and we still have money to get groceries, go out on a date or two and buy some other unmentionable stuff.
But you know.....I desperately want to blow it all on stuff I don't need....it's a craving...it's so bad...almost like drugs or alcohol craving......
I am not going to let myself get carried away.....I will be more responsible.....
But dang, not before I buy some new spring fashions!
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/07/2006 10:43:00 AM
Friday, March 03, 2006
Much to my chargin yesterday, and although I was not ready for Him to, Hubby called at 1PM , ready to be picked up and taken home! I was ALMOST ready, and things were good enough for Him, I suppose.....
Well, I forgot to mention the snow. It started snowing at about 10 am. By 1 pm we had a good 2 - 3 inches. Yeah and Hubby's truck AINT'T gor 4WD....I almost didn't make it past the stop sign at our house, I was slippin and sliding, and they hadn't plowed My street yet....
Yeah, so I make it to him eventually. Got Hubby in the car....and there is INSANE traffic. Everyone is beng let out early due to the snow. We got about 6 inches total I'd say. Kinda sucky for March, but oh well. Anyway. After nearly 3/4 of an hour of waiting and traffic.....
HUBBY IS HOME! Kinda. He had to go back to work today, hence why I am writing quickly.
Yes, the sex was great. Both times. Although I had this crazy dream.....well nevermind....
Yeah and last night....my daughter was biting into her pizza....I was upstairs getting a DVD ready for Hubby and I to watch. All of a sudden I hear Him call for me...I go downstairs and Emily is crying...she calms down enough to tell me her tooth hurts...I look in her mouth and see that one of her teeth has a little bit of blood on it.....I touch it...it WIGGLES!!
"Oh Emmy! You have a loose tooth!!" Cue me tearing up at the realization my first baby's baby teeth are starting to fall out just shy of her 5th birthday.
"Ohhh! So tha means the tooth fairy will come and leave me money for my tooth??"
Hubby laughed. I nearly cried -- again.
My god. what is the exchange rate on teeth these days, anyway? When I was a kid, it was 25 cents per tooth. That was over 20 years ago. Is it $1 per tooth now? well, that's what she's getting.....as soon as the damn thing comes out that is.... here's a picture of her teeth. The loose one is direectly under the separation of her top two front teeth....
So as you all can see, a very exciting day in the Fireheart House. Daddy's Home, loose teeth, AND it snowed......
OK, back to life....Hubby had to go in to work, but I still have things to do around here today...
This Fire Sparked by Cissa Fireheart at 3/03/2006 10:24:00 AM