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Mediocre

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She was thinking of you“…Merrill

Everyone thinks of me, and it’s an amazing feeling to be thought well of…instead of hiding in fear“….Ronnie and Merrill discussing a text a friend sent.

It is TRUE, that to be thought of well, is by far better than to be the target of evil gossip! I only WISH I was Ronnie back then….Today, I’ll beat your ass, and I MEAN it…I’ll…beat….your….ass! Yesteryear, it was all I could do to keep my head up…even if a bully never touches you, it’s still a metaphoric blow, by blow to the head…it crushes your spirit…kills your soul…..YET even in all that….I didn’t learn my greatest lesson. In this life, you will have achieved final enlightenment, when you can honestly admit that you don’t know JACK. If you have problems admitting that, simply enroll in Nursing School, where they will be all too happy (a little too happy me thinks) to disavow you of the notion that you…are educated. Add that to a girl who brings emotional baggage to the table, and you will find yourself in the front row of a classic battle of Good vs. Mediocre. Hmm, Mediocre…I like it.

For as long as our relationship has been in existence, Merrill has said to me, “You’re always so guarded“. You might be asking yourself why, or how I could possible be so guarded with the man I have shared EVERYTHING with, for the last (almost) quarter century. My simple answer is, “I don’t know”….God help me…I don’t know. It isn’t as if he doesn’t know my secrets, but anything that makes me appear weak, (Hallmark commercials, Old Yeller, Charlotte’s Web),  I hold back. I mean, the only way he’s (or you’ll) ever seen me cry is if the dam to my soul breaks….There are abscesses in my soul. Places that holds the rotting food, where the deepest darkest secrets of my life are hidden… I wish I was exaggerating, but just let it be understood, that even in my dysfunction, I cannot be, I will not be…Medorcre, so even my dysfunction isn’t the mundane kind. Well, go big, or go home..that’s what I never say.

Wait! Am I being self-righteous? Yes…yes I am, but understand that I learned a long time ago that only the wounded, can lead the wounded. Only the broken can lead the broken, so if I tell you I am of the Nobility….The Countess of Chaos, Baroness of Brokeness, the Duchess of Dysfunction, the Princess of Picadillo’s, I do so to let you know I know where you are, and I know how to move you forward. No one was meant for mediocrity….for in mediocrity you’re not really living, not really dying….and I may be Bat Sh*t Crazy, but even I know that’s no way to life your life. Nursing School has taught me that you’re either hot, or cold…you cannot be lukewarm, or you will FAIL….I suppose that’s a good thing, have you ever met a Nurse that hates her job? I don’t get that….they destroy you, then rebuild you. You go through all that hell to hate your job? No thank you. I do have to go. Final tomorrow, and I’ll spend the rest of this day crying. It’s not so bad. When you struggle to be Good over Mediocre, Great isn’t too far behind. Well, here’s to me…and those like me…may we all let our guard down a little bit today….life was meant for living…who knows, one day, maybe in your brokenness, you’ll show someone else how to heal their wounds…and in the end…that’s what life is all about. Helping other’s get through theirs…Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Wednesday. Duchesses show and tell day 🙂

 

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Are You Ready For Some Football

We are a football family.
We are a football family.

I’m not a football fan, but yeah, I might watch the game“….Ronnie to herself.

Actually, my best friend is in Huston right now, working for the Falcon’s. I’m not sure if she worked for the Falcons in 1999 when they lost in Super Bowl XXXIII to the Broncho’s, but this may just be a little coup d’etat for her team….can you imagine spanking the booty of Brady? Yeah, I like that….Brady Booty…it’s got a nice ring to it. I’ve always said once I become NEFARIOUS, my first two orders of business will be to 1. Buy a new house, and 2. Buy Super Bowl tickets, in that order. In a few minutes I’ll be getting in the shower with Duchess, then I’ll put my nose in the book (test tomorrow), and then I’ll anxiously await the arrival of Princess….Gee, I hope the rose petals will be here by then….she had to walk on plain Ole’ asphalt last time. Are You Ready For Some Football? I am….Girls aren’t supposed to know about football….but I’m no ordinary girl…..

So yes, Princess is coming, Duchess has a Pageant today, and we are going to be viewing history….HISTORY….with the ATL Falcons vs. the New England Pats….I hate the Pats. For me it started a very long time ago, when I saw Brady yelling at his coach…or was that Jeff George? I can never keep the two straight because they’re both arrogant a-holes. Now, don’t get me wrong…Merrill is an arrogant a-hole, but he’s so sexy at it. I like it when he walks up to me, put me up against the wall, raise my hands above my head and says to me, “I want you to…” Psych! Did you REALLY think I was going to get THAT personal with you? No, Merrill is a sexy kind of arrogant, not a creepy “Leave me alone with my mattress in the vault” kind of arrogant…..Brady has something WRONG with him…very, very wrong.

So today will be a fulfilling day. My mother is still here, (she’s been fun), and my oldest, middle and youngest child will be in the SAME house YA’LL….same house. Merrill is always amorous on Sunday’s (like a freaking clock), and I’ll be basking in the life that is MINE. Are You Ready For Some Football….I am….but the day threatens to hold more promise than just Lady Gaga at the Half-time show. Budweiser is going to be treading in on the Immigrant debate, Doritos’ isn’t doing a commercial, and I’ll be watching for the Go Daddy ad’s which shows an awful lot of boobies, for a Web Page Hosting site….I don’t get it. “I’m going to WIN the Princess Pageant. Right Mommy?” she said to me the other day, to wit I responded, “I don’t know baby girl, but we’re damned well going to have a blast.” “Damned to the YES Mommy” she responded, and I knew….I was going to be in trouble……Superbowl Sunday.…the last Sunday before things get boring….So, Mr. Tom Brady, if that is your real name, I hope the Falcons STOMP that ASS today, you cry baby, football deflating, pretty boy superstar Michigan Punk Ass Freak! I’d like to see you cry, like a Packer Fan…..Are You Ready For Some Football……How many blessings can this momma take? Gotta go…Duchess is ruining the curlers in her hair…sigh. This may just be a little more difficult than I expected….Sanchez is in Huston….have fun baby! …. Be safe Princess….your siblings miss you….your Grandma misses you too….but I don’t…I mean, come home, stay there….either way….I’m good…Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Super Bowl Suuunnnndaaaayyyy! Suck it PATS….

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Only For Her

Merry Christmas from our family to yours.
Merry Christmas from our family to yours.

Um, Mom. Because we came home for Thanksgiving, I’m not going to home for Christmas“….Princess to Ronnie…..She came home.

You know, it takes a special man to wear a silly PJ set for his woman. I taught her that.

I was pregnant and sick on Christmas 1988. Telling the man, that I was pregnant, was not easy. After all, I was 18yrs old, and scared…..”It’s not mine” he said, and basically walked out of my life forever…well until 19yrs later when she found him on FB..LOL, but that’s HER story to tell. It was a struggle, but we made it…she and I, I and she…and today, my 27yr old baby girl left my home to go celebrate Christmas with a man I like….Only For Her….my baby girl isn’t a baby anymore.

Sigh. I’m not the only one. I know this, but It’s just so HARD when they grow up. She was home last night…all three birds in momma bird’s nest, but I cannot help but to think about all the Christmas’s past….there was a gift she waited 3 years for…My Size Barbie…and only because Win C Smith gave me a $300 Christmas bonus in 1995, was I able to buy it for her. She loved that gift, but it spent all it’s time outside her bedroom, because it creeped her out…Duchess got a My Size Barbie today…not quite the $300 it was 22 years ago…Princess warned her, “Um, you’re not gonna wanna sleep with that”. I look at them both, side by side, and I’m amused. I mean, how did I, the ultimate ugly duckling have such beautiful, strong girls?

And so as my Princess drove away, with her man by her side, I’m saddened at the thought that I may not have too many more Christmas Eve’s into Christmas’s Day’s with her….She’s a woman now…a good, strong-willed, level-headed woman, and I approve. I love her so much….I’m not the same 18yr old girl who desperately wondered how I was going to bring a life into this world….she came to me Labor Day 1989….full of fanfare, full of life…..her father may have very well left me for dead, but I got the last laugh didn’t I? I got to raise her, along with the man I love so much it hurts..WE got to raise her, and WE got the better end of the deal. Only For Her would I wear a crazy kitty kat PJ for a family picture. Only For Her would I agree to partial time at Christmas….Only For Her….would I kill and die…LOL, well HER and my family. So as I sit, and stare at the tin foil star and crown that adorns the top of my tree….the same tin foil star and crown that she made for us when she was but only three…. I am…well…nostalgic…because the little girl I could only buy an Erine doll for our 1st year, is now all grown up…The Beautiful One, my Princess….sigh, Christmas’s will never be the same again…will they? But I still have the babies at home, and by golly, I’ll look forward to future Christmas’s with them, while missing Christmas’s pasts with her…a paradox that for the 1st time…I don’t mind. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. Be KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, Merry Christmas.

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I’m Blessed

Blessings
Blessings

“I want 3% off the gross and 40% of the company” Princess to Ronnie in explanation of what she wants to help….I’m considering it.

“Of course I read you. You’re always sneaking stuff about me in there”.

Yesterday, I got the rarest of birthday gifts. Not only did I talk to both Princesses, but the biological one, called me…and talked to me for almost an hour. I should have played the lottery, I was so lucky. The conversation turned to what we were doing today, and she asked me what my social media plan looked like. “Well” I began, “I have a FB page, a Instagram page, and a Twitter page”….”Hmm” she said, “What about Snap Chat?”…well believe you me friends, I thought I was doing well with the aforementioned three, but she went on to tell me what Snap Chat was, and how I needed to incorporate it into my “package”… Ugh…”Oh mom….I’ll help you. For 3% of the gross”….I’m Blessed….trust that….I’m just lucky that Merrill and Jen don’t require so much of my non-profit.

So, we ARE doing publicity pictures today, and I’ve waited for this day, all my life, with bated breath. I used to look at the magazines, the MTV video’s, and the billboards and dream of what it might be like to one day grace all those covers….It’s a dream many little girls have, but I had issues. See, I wanted to be Famous, I just didn’t want to be noticed. You see my dilemma. I’m no Cindy Crawford, hell, I’m not even 5’1….but I have something…something more precious than gold, more sought than silver….I have BLESSINGS……I have people, like you, whom are genuinely interested in my well being….for a girl whom always sought the agenda in others, the one whom never trusted a single kind word, I’ve had to really check myself when others want to help….I took me years to trust my husband…it wasn’t me, it was the little girl inside of me.

I can’t even tell you how it makes me feel when someone tells me, “I read your column today, and it really touched me”….that’s better than sex, and you know I like sex….please don’t report me…I’m just being honest. I spent most of my life trying to see through the BS that others were feeding me, I threw away a lot of really nice guys…. because I couldn’t fathom that there could be something for nothing….I was given a brand new wig to use for the publicity pictures, and as I fought the gift, the giver said, “I love you. You are the only one I would do this for” …then I finally got it…when you send out your love into the world, it will NEVER return void and to the great chagrin of many, I gotta tell ya, that’s a Biblical Principal. When you do right by the children of God (which is all of us), you will find that the children of God will do right by you….Get it? I want to thank you, each and every one of you for taking the time to make me feel truly special. That’s all I’m really saying…I’m Blessed. I have an amazing man, a beautiful family, a relationship with my oldest girls, friends, acquaintances, pets….Hell, I have everything a girl could possibly want…or even need. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Okay, gotta go. Pics in an hour…now if I could get Merrill to come with me…I mean, what’s Team MVP without the “M”? Be a blessing….give back what God has given to you, and you will never, EVER find your cup empty. There ya go Princess….I’m your mom…I’ll talk about you every chance I get….I love you…what are ya gonna do? Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Saturday.

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Happy Birthday Princess

Happy Birthday Princess
Happy Birthday Princess

“Um, I’m pregnant”. Ronnie to her mother…..27 years, and 10 months ago….My mother was 40…

 

I was 18, a recent graduate from High School, had a good job at BK, and in one night of “I don’t know what” my life changed forever, and as if to solidify the lesson, the baby made me sick for 10 months. Oh, and for 10 months, she was a Christopher Phillip….Sheesh….Yes, you read that right…Germany doesn’t induce….I was pregnant 10 months to the day…vomiting….daily. On September 3 1989, Sanchez brings me a plate loaded with spicy chicken wings, “Here….this will make you have that baby”….on September 4, 1989…Labor Day (God is funny) I went into labor….had an emergency c-section….and brought into this world a 10lbs…healthy baby girl….my Princess….we’ve been through much together….Happy Birthday Princess….Mommy loves you.

She’s 27 today….I feel like out of the entire graduating class of 1988, I have the oldest baby….I might……yet…..I’m not a grandmother. LOL, I can wait. It’s all good. Princess was an only child for 17 years…then when Sweetness came along, she was graduating senior herself, having a baby when your baby is 17 is the best birth control EVER. Seriously, she graciously and willingly shared the parental spotlight with him….he adores her…she adores them….She’s smart, funny, intelligent, articulate, with an attitude every bit like her mother. I pray for her constantly….I actually have a lot of fun when I’m with her…..even arguing….she’s a lot of fun.

The Kids of Veronica Philips
The Kids of Veronica Philips

So, I’m sending out Mommy love shouts to my baby girl Princess, whom is every bit the American royalty I brought her up to be….It’s not arrogant….she’s earned that right. There’s a difference between being given everything, and being able to keep it! I advised her to, “Call life on it’s bluff…everyday” but then again, I’m older and wiser….she’ll get there….because she’s tenacious…..Okay, one final thought, Princess….call your mom, and come home more often…I mean….COME ON….”How busy can you be baby girl”? Gotta go, Happy Birthday Princess…I love you, adore you, cherish you…Have an amazing day in Chicago….I’ll call you later….Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Sunday.

 

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Countess Vs. Princess

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” I don’t think you should be reckless, but I do think you need to call Life on its bluff. See, that’s the paradox in this amazing world, you MUST be willing to lose it all…to gain some more. After all, how do you think the rich…get rich?”.

“You’re talking about RISK mom. I’m not willing to lose it all again”.

“Yes well, that’s the illusion….you didn’t lose it all the first time.”

“Mom, do you even know who I am?”

“Ahhh yes baby, I TAUGHT you how to be…who you are”

Princess and I have Cobra Strike discussions. Think of two cobra’s in the wild circling each other. If you’re ever lucky enough to catch Princess and I in the car, listen to our conversations, it start out innocently….one will strike and find the weakness of the other…THEN we get to the meat of the problem….On Sunday we spoke of paradox’s….life’s little illusions. Countess vs Princess…I taught her whom she was…..and she’s gonna do great things…… a word of warning, never get between us…Merrill found that out..one day.

So, she say’s to me, “I don’t want to lose it all again”, to wit I responded, “You didn’t lose it all the first time”. STRIKE…I must remember that a compassionate conversation brings validation to the table…but I don’t mess around with my kids. I was trying to get her to see the illusion. She didn’t lose it all, but…she thought she did…but…she got it all back…right? Fear will hold you back from taking chances….I KNOW fear, believe that…and I get that it’s hard to step to life, but that is what you must do…to move forward. I realized long ago, that when facing an opponent in the Walmart Parking Lot….you just gotta go BSC….. STRIKE FIRST….and strike often…..Life will step to you…it’s counting on your fear….but…

Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. That’s #truth. Life principals don’t change, no matter whom you are. We all poop, put our pants on one leg at a time, and we all desire something better….but something better doesn’t come, until we learn the lesson at the level we’re at…right now. “I could lose it all tomorrow” I began, “The difference is….I KNOW how to get it back” and that really is the secret. Life would have you thinking that once lost, it’s lost forever….but as long as you come back with breath in your body….It isn’t lost…Have enough confidence in yourself, to say, “Take it. I’ll get it back”. It doesn’t have to be complicated….it really is just as simple as that. Countess vs. Princess is simply the old guard, advising the new….one day, she’ll be writing these….maybe…I mean, she can cuss you out too….If you’ve some mess going on in your life, and you’re really being beaten up over it….Go Crazy…One Time….Prince had that one right. I KNOW whom she is…It’s too bad…she forgot whom I WAS…. and on that….I’ll simply end with, “Be Blessed”.

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The Princess Is Coming

The Kids of Veronica Philips
The Kids of Veronica Philips

“Mommy please don’t be mad at me anymore”. Duchess to a very guilty-feeling Countess. She knows what she’s doing.

Duchess IS cunning, but she ain’t got jack on her older sister, Princess; whom….is coming home today. The babies are excited, anticipating her arrival….(me too). Should anything happen to Merrill and I, Princess gets the babies and its disconcerting when she tells Sweetness, “Don’t worry buddy. We get to take care of her when she gets old”, that may be true, but she’s got to get through Duchess first, and believe you me, I don’t think they realize just how powerful she is, but I do, and I’m taking preemptive measures to make sure I have an Advocate in my Golden Years….The Princess is Coming…Ronnie loves her babies, but Ronnie’s not stupid either.

The hardest thing you’ll ever do for your children is NOTHING. I’m a mommy, and have been so for almost 27 years, so heed my words kind folk, when I say to you that we have to let our children, succeed and fail without our intrusion. In home care, there is a fine line between providing care and enabling. In other words, like a toddler, if they can do it themselves, they SHOULD do it themselves. For The Toddler, the Adult Child and The Beloved Elderly Client, WE must step aside, and let them falter…on their own…..The results of enabling, are devastating. Ultimately, you’ll end up with a loved one so dependent they can’t make a decision on their own……and really, what’s the greater sin, Binding an individual’s liberty, or Crippling an individual’s Independence? Pick one, they both suck….

The 1st child experiences the mistakes of the parents. The 2nd child experiences the mistakes of the parents with the 1st child, and the 3rd child sneaks out the door and does her own thing because the parents are too tired to care anymore. A co-worker called me yesterday, taking offense with a manifesto I had written earlier in the week, scolding the team for collective errors in our care of a client. Actually, right after she called, she wrote her own manifesto…refusing to admit her part in the collective failure. Sigh, there are none so blind as those who refuse to accept responsibility for their actions, and I for one, would never hire her. Society, as parents, caregivers, family and friends, do harm in the world, when we create opportunities for dependence. I think that’s the essence of this election. It’s not greed, it’s reality, a parental understanding that in order for our children to walk or ride a bike, the parent has to let go….feel me? I get that we want to adopt all the animals, give alms to the poor, and save all the children, but in saving, if we take away the right to liberty, then we’ve failed and failed mightily! Victory is far sweeter if it’s earned, rather than given….So, I am corrupting the mind of Duchess. When I’m 100, and Merrill has left me for (2) 40 year olds, I’m going to need Duchess to protect me from Princess and Sweetness because Karma is a bitch. Truth is, dignity does not come cheap. It’s hard, challenging and time-consuming, it requires patience, love and an understanding that to do nothing, is far greater than to do something. What GOOD PARENT or GOOD CHILD would want to cripple the future Zombie Killers of the world? Not me….thumb sucking adults get killed first….so suck it…..Okay gotta go, The Princess Is Coming…..She’s beautiful, smart and perfect…how many mistakes could I have made? LOL, I’ve made a few… Can’t wait until she gets here. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Saturday.

 

 

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No Risk, No Reward

Risk pays off
Risk pays off

“I said YOU shut-up”…Duchess answering her daddy, after being asked, “What did you just say?”.

She damned well KNEW he heard the 1st time…she didn’t care. Both my daughters are the same in how they inherited my attitude, but both are different in how they approach risk. Princess calculates risk, while Duchess just takes it and makes it her pet. No Risk, No Reward….Assuming they both understand Risk….I think my daughters are going do just fine….

“I think you’re very cute” that was written from me to a boy named John Castor, when I was a Freshman in HS. He never did find out it was me…until now that is….but at the time I was a little mousey red-head afraid of her own shadow, so I didn’t take a risk to meet him. The Ronnie of several years later, would simply walk up to him and say, “You, me NOW”. As I got older, I found myself attracted to the bad boys, the ones so confident in themselves that they can just walk up to a girl, and say, “When are we going out?”…of course he was the biggest mistake of my life….But later, the love of my life would introduce himself by asking me, “You want to thumb wrestle?” I ended up marrying him. Risk…it has it’s Rewards 🙂

Little Sisters, the reward you earn in life, is directly proportional to the risk you take in pursuing it. I took a risk in January 2013 and wrote about an interaction between two Strangers in Walmart….I took another RISK and wrote a status about Pooping at The Kiddie Pool, and yet another in August, 2013 when I wrote about punching a stranger in the face…Have you seen Merrill? He’s amazing at so many things, but I would have none of it, if I hadn’t of taken a risk and said, “NO” to his thumb wrestling question because honestly, I DID want to thumb wrestle with him….I just had to be coy. No Risk, NO Reward means you cannot Be a Baller….if you don’t play the game. Gotta go, Duchess and her daddy are arguing….Sigh…doesn’t he realize it’s ME he’s fighting? Risk…it’s a bitch. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Sunday.

 

 

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The Road To Deliverance

My grown babies....
My grown babies….

“If I died right now, I’d die knowing that I did my job.” Veronica Philips to her Princess on The Road to Deliverance….

Princess was sitting in the passenger seat of my gas guzzling Navigator, raging against the world. For those whom don’t know, Princess is 26, she’s my oldest, and my favorite (don’t judge me). I had enjoyed some time with her and it’s quite refreshing to discuss things other than, “Yes baby, some dogs are brown”. I can enjoy a hearty debate with Princess because as a recent college graduate, she’s liberal, smart, and quite articulate, so imagine my face when I heard, “I swear to God, if one more person says they ‘DESERVE’ anything, I’m going to tell them to STFU and get a job”. Oh…this just got interesting. Wait! This is Princess right? The Road To Deliverance, because the Prodigal Daughter will come home…in her own good time.

So she blurts this out like Tourette’s, and I look over at her with my, “Mega WHAT?” face….but then I get it. It’s like the time I told my dad we should be able to burn the flag….You see we’re supposed to be liberal in the early 20’s. Princess had come out of Indiana State with some pretty good Feel The Bern ideals….college is all about being young and impressionistic..and naive. I petitioned The Kiddie Pool to let me teach a class on “How to Take Beer Money from College Students”, they wouldn’t let me….See, as they graduate from school, they have bright, fresh ideals of how the world “should be”, so bright eyes and bushy tailed they run out into the sun singing, dancing, throwing their caps because THEY…THEY are going to change the world, but then they get a job and look at the first check….Who the Hell is this FICA ASSHOLE and why is he taking my money? Now they’re learning to the dark side, because the Biblical Principal does indeed hold true, “If a man shall not work, a man shall not eat”…Screw Bernie…they WORK for their money.

I guess I should have just let it go every time she pronounced that free college should be a universal right. Instead the goose bumps would stand out on my skin, and I’d get that look in my eye that forced her to say, “RELAX mom. NO ONE is taking your money today”. I never minded her very liberal, socialistic, “we all live in a freaking yellow submarine” attitude because she was smart, and could hold her own, and isn’t that what we want for them anyway? To be able to articulate their ideals with some modicum of intelligence? After all, we can’t all be conservative, because then we’d all be douchbags like Trump, but we can’t all be givers, because then we’d have Clinton. So, sitting in the car, driving with my favorite (smile) I listened to her Generation X angst and I giggled, “You know, that’s a Conservative ideal, right?” I said through a laugh….”I don’t care” she responded, “You finally got what you wanted. And while we’re at it, what’s with this wanting $15 an hour for messing up my burgers?”….Oh God, I’m dying now, “You’re messing with me. Right?”…..The Road to Deliverance is about watching, waiting, hovering and holding. Like the baby turtles as they make their way to the seas, we simply provide a path for them walk. LIFE, the natural progression of age,  teaches them that financial survival is only for the fittest. Once they, the liberal college students, begin working themselves, and it becomes THEIR MONEY, the hippy commune euphoric society gets thrown by the curb in favor of paying the car note. Bills…they’re a bitch. I’d like to say that I did this, but I didn’t….LIFE did it. I’m just glad she found out now before her generation made too many policy changes they couldn’t get out of…now for the Millineals…..well…that’s not our place…it’s theirs….”X”…I’m too tired. I Gotta go, Duchess is awake and we have to be extra nice to her. Princess and Sweetness have already promised us that she will be the one to take care of us…I’m not encouraged. Guess I’d better get started on her ideology now…The Road to Deliverance….it starts at birth and ends when they get a freaking job…..my job here….is done. Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Friday.

 

 

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#momguilt

The Kids of Veronica Philips
The Kids of Veronica Philips

I gave good money, to take a class, that is showing me the error of my mommy ways. Yep, $600 or so, to be called a bad mom….Never mind that I’ve raised a girl…a beautiful one…the Princess…to a successful age of 26, nor that we have an amazing relationship, nor that she isn’t in therapy or hates me. No, no. I have to read the Child Development books, so that I can be reaffirmed daily, that I’m a crappy ass mom, and not the June Cleaver my husband, AND children deserve. SMH….if I were younger…I’d give a damn. #momguilt…it doesn’t suck so bad, when you don’t care.

IF, Child Rearing were a one-step approach, we’d all be Stepford Children. Listen, Mrs. “I’m so smart I wrote a textbook to make myself look good”, I have a Toddler, that would even frustrate you. My toddler, will beat the crap out of your toddler, for no other reason than to just do it. She’s isn’t psychotic…she just CAN. I respect it.  Distraction by the use of praise…you say? Not gonna happen. She pooped in her pants just to prove to me whom controls the bowels…she’ll poop, in the toilet, when she feels like it. As my 26 yr old no longer poops in her pants, uses a binky, sleeps in my bed, nor watches Mickey Mouse, I’m confident the Toddler Duchess is going to be okay, but if I need you, I’ll call. Better yet, she’ll be leading your, “No, no mommy doesn’t like that” ass out of the Zombie Apocalypse one day. You’re welcome.

Sweetness? Oh, that boy is SMART. In preschool he started his own Fight Club, as we’re not supposed to talk about it I am now in trouble. He taught the boys that it IS okay to pee on the fence, and he led a delegation to the monkey bars, where they had a contest of just how high one could reach, when jumping off the top. Ahh, yes. The ER visit that day was priceless. Little Brad Pitt-Dexter is very handsome, and that’s where you’ll fall for his scam. “He’s so handsome” you’ll say, then when you least expect it, he’s relieved you of your goods. He isn’t a thief, you’ll give it to him. Truth is, he has a very distracting face, like his father, and when he really figures out how to use his attributes, he’ll be the freaking James Bond of the Martial Arts World…..As a 2nd Degree, he has skills you’ve never imagined….so…hows about you stick to writing books on how you raised your kids, leave me and mine alone? When the Toddler screams, “Holy sh*t” in the middle of Wal-Mart, you gotta smack her mouth, because you really have no idea what’s coming out next…Truly, if I didn’t have a future Senator in Princess, I’d be feeling bad, but I’m good…thanks. #momguilt sucks. After all, we’re doing the best we can. “How to teach your toddler not to cuss in 3 easy steps”….LOL, I’ll write, “How to get your Toddler to kill spiders for you” and I’ll make BANK. Come on, no more mommy guilt….we’re supposed to be in this together. Be Blessed.

 

 

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