Updated Bucket List

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 14 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:


Secret Subject Swap


http://www.BakingInATornado.com                          Baking In A Tornado

http://themomisodes.com                                       The Momisodes

http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/                          Spatulas on Parade

http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/                      Stacy Sews and Schools

http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com                   The Bergham’s Life Chronicles

http://www.eviljoyspeaks.wordpress.com                       Evil Joy Speaks

http://dinoheromommy.com/                                      Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

http://www.silenceofthemom.blogspot.com                    Silence of the Mom

http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com                                Climaxed

http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/                                  Sparkly Poetic Weirdo

http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com                           Someone Else’s Genius

http://www.crumpetsandbollocks.com                       Crumpets and Bollocks

http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/                        Confessions of a part-time working mom

http://www.smalltalkmama.com                            Small Talk Mama


My subject is “What is on your bucket list, and why?” It was submitted by:  http://www.silenceofthemom.blogspot.com


About a year ago I did a bucket list post for Finish the Sentence Friday, you can find it here.bucket list

So, instead of reinventing the wheel, I’m going to update the list…cross off things I did, delete things I changed my mind about, and add new things.

1. I want to visit Italy with my hubby. YES, STILL WANT TO DO THIS

2. Learn how to change a tire. YES, STILL WANT TO DO THIS. 

3. Get a tattoo of Dinosaur’s birthday on my shoulder. I DID get a tattoo of our fur baby, balboa, who passed this summer. I STILL plan on getting a dinosaur and his name, Anthony, on my arm. 

Dear Balboa Post

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4. Learn Italian so that if I ever go to Italy I will understand some of the language. YES STILL WANT TO DO THIS. 

5. Go sky diving from a plane. NOPE, this was one of my jokes. I will NEVER do this.  

6. Crochet a poncho for myself and all of Dino’s hats and fall jackets…at least for a few years. While I have crocheted MANY things, I have not crochet any jackets for Dino. He DOES love the blanket I made him though. 

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7. Eat more (not ALL) vegetarian meals and even buy organic foods if I can afford to do so. I have gone completely organic and NON-GMO. While it is expensive, I see differences in our health and feel better about what we are eating. 

8. Go for laser hair removal, you ladies know what I’m talking about right? YES, STILL WANT TO DO THIS…one day when I have spending money. 

9. Travel to every state in the US and get a picture participating/next to what that state is known for. YES, STILL WANT TO DO THIS. 

10. Buy Dino an iPad, that will be all his. He has a Kindle Fire right now and that seems to be good enough. He can use our computers for ABC Mouse, so we’ll hold off on that iPad. 

11. Swim with the dolphins. While dolphins are majestic and amazing animals, I don’t want to be in ocean with them. 

12. Win the lottery and buy a house with three bedrooms, and eat-in-kitchen, and a pool. YES, STILL WANT TO DO THIS. 

13. Watch Dino graduate with honors from college. YES, THIS WILL HAPPEN…or graduate from a technical school and open his own successful business….AS LONG AS HE’S HAPPY! 

14. Dance with Dino at his wedding….and hold his MANY children… YES, THIS WILL HAPPEN. 

15. Have Jackson Rathbone serenade me while I get a full-body massage. YES, THIS WILL HAPPEN…even if it’s in my dreams

16. Learn Karate…that would be cool While I haven’t learned karate, Dino has and now has an orange belt! GO DINO! 

17. Learn how to pole dance. YES, STILL WANT TO DO THIS. 

18. Get to my ideal weight and still LOVE to eat. , NO…who cares about what I weigh???? It’s all about being strong! I can squat 115 pounds. I have gone down three dress sizes. I recently put on dresses that I couldn’t even get on months ago…now I look smoking hot in them. BESIDES…I DO EAT LOTS OF FOOD…but it’s all real food, no chemicals in this house. It’s not about eating less, it’s about eating right. 

19. Just once ride on a roller coaster with hubby NOPE, this was one of my jokes. I will NEVER do this.

20. Run a marathon. I DID want to do the TriAtholon…but don’t think I’ll have the time to train…maybe I’ll change my mind.     


FLY on the Wall



Fly on the Wall

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 14 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house.

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

http://www.BakingInATornado.com                           Baking In A Tornado

http://www.therowdybaker.com                                The Rowdy Baker

http://www.justalittlenutty.com/                                Just A Little Nutty

http://themomisodes.com                                         The Momisodes

http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/                       Spatulas on Parade

http://thesadderbutwisergirl.com                               The Sadder But Wiser Girl

http://followmehome.shellybean.com                          Follow me home . . .

http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/                  Stacy Sews and Schools

http://www.menopausalmom.com/                             Menopausal Mother

http://www.gomamao.com                                        Go Momma O

http://dinoheromommy.com/                                     Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

http://www.juiceboxconfession.com                           Juicebox Confession

http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com                         Someone Else’s Genius

http://batteredhope.blogspot.com                               Battered Hope

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Daddy drove him to the playground, but not the one he likes.

“You screwed up, Daddy. This is the wrong one.”

Hubby then asked him and he said “my playground”

When they arrived at the one he liked, he said, “Good job, Daddy.”

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Anthony started talking about his friend who he is starting kindergarten with.

Anthony: I’m gonna miss Zoe if she gets married. I should marry her, I love her.

Mommy: What does marry mean? What do you do if you get married?

Anthony: It means I dance with her, give her flowers, make her laugh, and love her. I’ll never get mad at her.

Mommy: What if you do get mad? What would you do?

Anthony: Get mad at her? Why? Well, I would just say I’m sorry and love her.

Good kid…I hope he follows his advice when he’s older. Now I have to share this conversation with Zoe’s mom…she’ll get a kick out of it.

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He loves going on the bus to school every morning. It’s a special time for him and his Daddy. I posted his first pic of nice pose…but my son loves to pose with style. While he’s posing he’s shouting…”oh yeah.” over and over

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While playing Monopoly Jr with Daddy, Dino said… “Daddy, you landed on my prophesy.” He then waited for the rent due to him. He’s a smart dude.

Now this pic has nothing to do with the game, but he LOVES to make the “Daddy Face”. It’s the same face Daddy makes when he’s wrong or just being silly.

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Why did Balboa die?

Balboa was sick and his body was in pain.

Why did God let him die?

God can’t keep people and dogs from getting sick. He sends good people to help them. The doctors and nurses were good people sent by God to give Balboa love, hugs, and kisses when he died.

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“Mommy I need my hat.” he announced, put it on his head and sat down to watch Jurassic Park III.

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Dino comes out of his room all dressed up. “Mommy, I’m ready. Let’s go on a safari, jungle, hunt for crazy poop guys.”

I nod and follow…it’s always fun playing with my guy.

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Got upset with me telling him to take a bath…after complaining and whining, he said “I don’t want to and what I say goes.”

I became a mean mommy and yelled at him. He changed his tune after that and within ten minutes was happily taking a bath.

Switching Places

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 11 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Secret Subject Swap

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:

http://www.BakingInATornado.com  Baking In A Tornado

http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes

http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/  Spatulas on Parade

http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/  Stacy Sews and Schools

http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/  Sparkly Poetic Weirdo

http://www.eviljoyspeaks.wordpress.com  Evil Joy Speaks

http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/   Confessions of a part-time working mom

http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius

http://dinoheromommy.com/  Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com  The Bergham’s Life Chronicles

http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com  Climaxed

My subject is “Change places with a significant other and tell us about you from their point of view.” It was submitted by http://BakingInATornado.com  Here goes…

I had to read this a few times…to make sure I understood it. My brain has been a bit fried lately. So, I have to trade places with my hubby for the day…and complain about me…like I do about him?  Or do I tell about what I do through his eyes??? Hmmm so many ways this can go.


Here I am playing the role of wife and mom. It can’t be that hard, can it? Karen makes it harder than it has to be…she’s so dramatic and indecisive. I make up my mind and go for it.

The day starts and I have to get up at 5 am? Why? Does she really need an hour to get ready? I decide to sleep later, but Anthony wakes up at 5:30 and barges in and tells me he’s up and ready to go. Darn it…she’s in bed. Shouldn’t she be up and helping me? 

I have to take a shower, get dressed, get his darn lunch box organized. Why didn’t she pack the d#mn think last night…how does all this fit into a lunch bag? We need to have a talk. 

Wait, I have to put my lunch together too? Does she really eat this healthy stuff? Oh wait, I need to make breakfast? I need to get our guy dressed? I need to bring all this crap with me? I though she just sits with kids and reads books. 

Here I am ready to leave and she’s still sleeping. How long does it take a person to “wake up”? She’s doing it on purpose to get back at me. 

I guess I’ll leave now and hope she gets up to feed our son and bring him to the bus. 

What? I have to listen to dumb books on tape? Who listens to books while driving to work? I want news and music. 


Okay, I survived her day of work. I can’t believe she has to actually teach students, take attendance, write reports, plan lessons, consult with teachers, email other teachers, and save and organize all this work. 

Now I have to drive home and go pick up Dino without stopping home first. 

I need a moment alone and I can’t get one…I miss having that alone time after Anthony gets on the bus. 

What??? I have to clean out our lunch containers, make lunch for tomorrow, get dinner ready, and do homework with Dino, get my work ready for tomorrow? What???? I have to play with my son, give him a bath, read books, and put him to bed. When will I get a f&cking break?


It’s 8:30 and our son is finally in bed and all I want to do is go to sleep. I still have to clean up, organize the rest of my work and bags. I have not had one moment to myself. I think I’ll be a bit more understanding of my wife and all she does. 

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Of course that is what I’d imagine or LIKE him to say. 

Now to be fair…I’m going to ask hubby to do the same thing and I’ll post it next Friday. What does he think I’d say if we switched places???

I do love my hubby. He’s a great dad, even if he acts like a big kid most of the time. Dino loves his daddy and loves when we are all home together. 

What do you think your spouse would say if you switched places?

A Recent Challenge???

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 14 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Secret Subject Swap
Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:


Baking In A Tornado

The Momisodes

Spatulas on Parade

Confessions of a part-time working mom

Juicebox Confession

Evil Joy Speaks

Sparkly Poetic Weirdo

Follow me home . . .

Someone Else’s Genius

Crumpets and Bollocks

Stacy Sews and Schools


The Bergham’s Life Chronicles

Dinosaur Superhero Mommy


Tell me about a recent challenge you experienced. How did you learn and grow from it?

It was submitted by: http://www.JuiceboxConfession.com

I’ve been sitting here trying to think of what to write…I am truly at a loss this time. I know I have faced challenges currently and in the past, but just can’t think or write about any of them.

All I can think about is our Balboa, who we recently lost. I knew there would be a day this would happen…but never expected it so soon. He was my baby before I thought I could have a child. He refused to believe he was a dog, he thought he was our baby…and he knew we were his parents. It’s going to take a long time for us to stop crying and accept that he is gone. Perhaps one day we will adopt another dog, perhaps when we won’t compare him/her to Balboa, because that’s not fair.

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We were in Florida just last week. It was a wonderful trip for our son. Hubby and I went with my parents, but it was bittersweet as our sick Balboa was boarding at the vet. We DID have a good time, Dino got to experience and remember Disney…last time he was just one years old.

We sure did luck out, it was cloudy and rainy. How is that lucky? Disney is flipping hot with little cover from the sun. So having rain and clouds make the heat somewhat tolerable.

Dino got on quite a bit of rides and got to see the parade. He loved every minute of his time in Disney. He also got to see family in Florida…he was so happy to see all his cousins.

See? Bittersweet vacation, while we had a great time we knew Balboa was sick, then it turned out he was sicker than we originally thought.

I think we will always remember our Disney trip as the one where we lost Balboa.

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The challenge is…

  • getting back into our routine without Balboa
  • dealing with never kissing him goodbye each time we leave
  • never getting welcomed home with snorting love and kisses
  • never worrying about how long we’ll be gone or when to get home to take him out
  • passing by the pet isles knowing I don’t need to buy anything
  • getting used to the silence…no grunts, snorts, or slobbers
  • helping Dino understand that Mommy and Daddy are not dying
  • helping Dino understand that Balboa is happy and pain free in heaven with all the other angel dogs
  • helping Dino understand that while Balboa may visit us or send signs, he is not coming back to life or going to scare us as a ghost
  • not having a dog to alert me to noises and people on my property (even though he would probably play with anyone…I felt safe knowing he was always aware of any sounds or people)
  • making a peanut butter sandwich or apple with peanut butter and not having to give Balboa some in his chew chew
  • not having to share my food every time I eat
  • dealing with a hole in our hearts and an emptiness in our house


I am trying to figure out how to learn and grow from this. One day we’ll be doggie parents again. Right now we will never get another French Bulldog, because Balboa was beyond exceptional…no other Frenchie could compare and we would always hold them up to Balboa’s standards.

We will adopt a doggie in the future…a young dog, who needs love and would be okay with a wild and loud boy. We will adopt a doggie, who needs a forever home and wants to be loved, spoiled, and treated like a member of the family. We will adopt a doggie who will always have a Frenchie guardian angel.


Dear Balboa

There will be no reading post today…in light of our dog, Balboa’s passing. Instead I will be writing a letter to our sweet boy.

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Dear Balboa,

I love you dearly, you were our baby long before having a child was even possible. I spoiled you from the beginning and I never regretted it.

I remember when Daddy first brought you home, you were so tiny and scared. I refused to leave you in the kitchen alone, you had to be in my bed with me. You immediately held onto my arm as you slept. You KNEW I was your Mommy.

Everyone fell in love with you, how could they not? You were cute, sweet, cuddly, and loved to give kisses. You did not like being a dog, you knew in your heart you were our furry child.

Even when we brought Anthony home and too often you had to wait for affection, you still loved us. You loved to play tug with Anthony and would happily chase after toys we threw.

You loved when Daddy would rub your belly, the joy was all over your face.

You loved your kisses and hugs.

You loved to sit in the sun’s rays, sorry you missed that when we moved to our small apartment.

You loved to lick the sweat off Daddy’s legs.

Anytime someone got off the couch, you immediately took their spot to not only feel the warmth, but to show you could do whatever you wanted.

Even though you peed on Anthony’s bed a few times, we still deeply love you.

You loved to press your body against ours at night, truly cuddling with us. If you were lucky you got between our legs making it impossible for us to move at all.

Whether we were gone for twenty minutes or six hours, you welcomed us home with love and joy.

Tearing apart boxes brought you so much joy, of course we had to clean up the mess.

Even toys labeled as indestructible, were no match for you. If it had a soft inside, it ended up in your tummy.

The vet said you had the best teeth. I knew the “chew chews” bones filled with peanut butter would benefit your pearly whites.

A flashlight on the walls drove you mad, you just wanted to eat it.

We loved your enthusiasm for peanut butter and cheese…heck, you’d eat anything. We loved how you tried to protect us from all those crazy leaves…what a brave dog.

You loved Anthony’s giggles when you’d kiss him over and over.

I am sorry I didn’t pay better attention to your symptoms…I wish I hadn’t chalked up your extra grunts and snorts as you just being you… You weren’t having seizures, your body was in pain because of your megaesaphagus. I wish the neurologist had taken the time to look a little closer. I wish you were still here, running, snorting, jumping, licking, talking, and cuddling with us.

I’m sorry that we were in Florida when your body took a turn for the worse. I’m sorry that it would be too painful for you to wait for us to get back home. I wanted to hold you in my arms as you started your journey to heaven with God. While I’m glad that you had wonderful nurses and doctors to love you as you fell asleep, I wish it was me that held you. I’m sorry that I was not there when you needed me the most. For that I will always feel guilty.

We will always love you and miss you, our hearts will have a small hole just for you…one day we will meet again and play with and cuddle with…I can’t wait to kiss you again my sweet boy.

For now run free my sweet boy. Run, jump, snort, sneeze, snort, talk, chase those leaves, sniff other dogs, eat all the cheese and peanut butter you want, cuddle and feel safe in God’s arms. I know you will watch over us and I am so thankful we have you as our guardian angel dog.

Love Always Mommy, Daddy, and Anthony

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July Fly on the Wall


Fly on the Wall

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 14 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house.

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Baking In A Tornado

Just A Little Nutty

The Momisodes

Spatulas on Parade

The Sadder But Wiser Girl

Follow me home

Stacy Sews and Schools

Menopausal Mother

Go Mama O

Kim Ulmanis

Dates 2 Diapers 2

Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

Someone Else’s Genius

Battered Hope


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While laying in bed one night, rubbing his back Dino asked about why families are different. I explained that each family is different. Some families have two parents, two moms, two dads, one mom, one dad, grandparents only, aunts and uncles only or only brothers and sisters. Some families have three kids, two kids, one kid, or ten kids. Some families different pets too.

“you and daddy just have me, I made you a family.”

“Yes you did.”

“We are blessed to have you.”

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While talking about an event way before Dino was born. He wanted to know where he was and had a difficult time understanding where he was.

“You were in heaven with all the other babies waiting to be born.”

“That’s right. I was with God and the other babies. Then he dropped me down when I came out of your belly.”

“Yes, God put you in my belly, so Daddy and I could have a baby.”

“He wanted me to be your baby.”

I hugged him so tight…he’s so sweet and blessed

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Being silly on the living room floor, rolling around and making silly faces…”It’s a crazy world.”

“Where’d you get that from?”

“Sesame Street, Mommy. It’s a crazy world.”

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At summer camp, he was still hungry and was offered a type of yogurt. He knew it was not something Mommy would give him and shook his hand and head and said. “No, it has chemicals.”  He didn’t go hungry they had a bbq picnic for lunch then went home early and had foods that were a bit better for him.

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At dinner with my parents and my father was teasing him. He got got annoyed and said, “My brain is tired of listening to you.”

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While at my parent’s house taking a bath, he was being silly. My mother said to him “You are so silly.”

“I know, Lala, God made me silly.”

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At a friend’s Build a Bear Birthday party, he built a teddy bear and put her in a flowered shirt and tutu. He called her ‘Pretty Flower Tutu’. “I like flowers and want a baby with pretty flowers.”

He is very proud to be a daddy and I am proud of his soft side.

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Dino was telling his daddy about how much he knows.

“Wow, you sure know a lot, Buddy.”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m very smart. I know things since I was born.”

 This pic has NOTHING to do with the above conversations…but shows you the crazy and silly Dino we have to deal with. I wouldn’t have him any other way though. 




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  • DID NOT PLAN AT ALL…between Anthony’s karate test and Balboa getting sick and needing to see a neurologist I just figured out each day as we go.


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Dino was so proud to earn his yellow belt. Since this test was at 5:30, we ate pizza in the parking lot of the karate dojo. Dino loves his karate classes. Hopefully he will continue to be successful and learn more than just karate, he will learn how to be respectful and gentle.

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We spent from 10 am to 6:30 pm in the vet office just to see a neurologist. It was worth the time (and money) though. Balboa does not have a brain tumor, he does have increased white blood cells, but not enough to be alarmed. Right now he is to continue his meds unless his seizures gets worse…then onto to steroids instead.

Thanks Mom and Dad for staying with me…

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Dino loves watering my herbs, tomatoes, and lettuce. Even better he loves helping with the compost bin and looks forward to dumping leftovers in the bin and shaking it up.


Yes, buying organic/NON-GMO is expensive. Until there is a big change in food production and what consumers buy, healthy choices will always be more expensive. If you want to start small with organic…here are some great tips.

How to eat organic on a budgetPractical ways to eat well when you can’t afford organic.  Dear Mom who can’t afford organic.


Products that participate in and are NON-GMO can be found here





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Dear Dad…

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“Dear Dad…”

WARNING…I cried writing this…you might cry reading it.

Dear Dad,

I am very lucky to have you for a father.

You did more than other dads. You worked all night, came home exhausted but still drove us to school and mom to work. You were always there, we came first your needs always last.

When my sister and I were little, you always changed our diapers, dressed us, bathed us, never made excuses as to that being a women’s job. You were a there for us and took part in our lives. 

We watched you cook and clean. We watched you take pride in your family and always keep us safe.

As I grew older, you were still always there. Whether to drive with me to a job interview in an unfamiliar city, make sure my car was safe to drive, take me on a test run so I would know how to drive there, or come up whenever something needed to be installed, repaired, or fixed.

Sure you yelled at me, I yelled back, I get my irrational behavior, stubbornness, and snarkiness from you. But I also got love, support, respect, and safety. 

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Now you are a grandfather to my son. Once again you are always there. Whether it was to come up and watch him when he was terribly sick, but Tony and I had to work. Whether it was to come with me when I had to bring him to the hospital at night. Whether it’s to drive to our place early in the morning and bring Dino to daycare at his normal time instead of at 6:30 in the morning.

Once again you never shied away from changing diapers, caring for him when he was sick, or just hanging out with him.

Dino loves his PopPop, you are his buddy and knows he can count on you. It brings me great joy to know he has you in his life.

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As you get older I worry. You need to take good care of yourself. You need to make sure you are around for us and for Dino. He needs you to be his pal for many years to come and I need my Dad. 

Love you Dad. 

What would your ‘Dear Dad’ letter say?

Must Haves & Mom’s Day

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This week’s Listicles is 10 Wardrobe must haves…

I WAS going to list all the essentials I have in my closet. Though that seemed silly that I am now between clothes sizes now that I am losing inches and gaining muscles. Therefore I am listing all the new clothes I will need for the rest of spring, all summer, and the beginning of fall.

1. two summer dresses that I can also wear in June and September

2. two light weight pants I can wear in June and September

3. two capris

4. two shorts

5. two skirts

6. summer shirts

7. three to four good sandals (thanks to my mom for buying those for me

9. new undergarments 

10. lots of tank tops 


Hope you all had a wonderful Mother’s Day yesterday, I know I did. Tony originally had to umpire in the evening…but the games were cancelled so we all had the day together. 

I started at the gym (climbed 22 flights of stairs on the stair machine) and worked with free weights. Then I went off to Whole Foods and had a morning snack, while I crochet and listed to an audio book in the car. It was so quiet and wonderful. I didn’t have to answer any questions or share my food. 

Then I spent the day with my men…it was a quiet and sweet day with just the three of us…and Balboa and Nemo.

I got the best Mother’s Day gifts…wooden turtles that Dino and Daddy painted. I LOVE turtles and was so happy to add them to my collection in the curio cabinet.

At daycare Dino made me some super adorable and loving gifts. He had to write four reasons he loves me…and he picked such sweet and caring things. What a smart and lovable little dude I have.  In case you can’t see the writing…”She gives me new toys, She brings me to do sports, She reads me books, She scratches my back at night before bed.” 

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Dino had so much fun hanging out in the beautiful weather. He was in his glory. He made a mud swamps for his dinos and superheroes and created a pool of mud. I wish I had taken pics of it. I had to clean it up…but we had so much fun. Can’t think of a better way to spend Mother’s Day. I will definitely cherish these moments. 

mom day fun collage

What are must haves in your wardrobe? How was your Mother’s Day? 


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Dear Mom…

dear mom collage


Finish the Sentence Friday

“Dear Mom…”  

This is going to be a tear-jerker…sorry.


Dear Mom,

I never understood why you worried so much, at least not until I am now a mom myself. I get it now. I understand why you worried about me when I was at school, in college, moved in with Tony, got married, when I couldn’t get pregnant, when I finally got pregnant, when I struggled to bring my son into the world, and now you worry about Dino.

I remember the look of happiness (for me finally being pregnant) and fear (worrying that I would have a healthy and happy pregnancy) on your face when I first told you I was pregnant.

I remember the look of determination and mother-bear protection when I was admitted to the hospital on June 3rd, 2009. You were there to make sure your daughter would be okay, no matter what.

I remember your words of encouragement and questions for the doctors/nurses when I was in delivery. I just wanted my baby to be okay…you wanted the same.

I remember the look of pure love and joy when holding your first grandchild. There is nothing you wouldn’t do for him…and he knows it.

You are always there for me. You let me rant, cry, moan, complain, b*tch, scream, cheer, shout, and love. Then you tell me just what I need to hear, you make sure I know what is expected of me and guide me in the right direction.

Thankfully I have you to talk to about all sorts of things. Thankfully I can talk to you everyday. Thankfully I still have my mom.

Thanks Mom.

Love you!


dear mom pic Collage


 What would go in your letter?