Little Blue Pills for the Masses!

So as a life saving measure… I broke down and saw the Dr. for this insomnia problem. One night William forgot to take his valerian, and I seriously thought about wrapping my pretty little fingers around his neck and squeezing till my knuckles turned white… His crime? He was sleeping.
Poor guy… he really doesn’t like the valerian because it makes it difficult for him to wake up in the mornings, it tastes nasty, and really he’s not the one who can’t sleep, so he doesn’t even need it anyway. It does help with the leg spasms he gets at night, at least long enough for me to drop off, but it’s like putting a bandaid on a broken arm as far as solutions go. We came to an agreement. We would both go to the Dr. and get checked out, me for sleeping (or lack of) and him for being a “jerk”. My main concerns with taking a sleeping pill was a fear of having to stop taking the sleeping pill eventually and having to suffer from the rebound effect of never sleeping again. I also hate the hang over feeling… if I still wanted that, I’d drink (another post!). So anyway, my Dr. suggested that I try elavil. It’s an antidepressant, but in low doses it can be helpful with insomnia. Her directions are to take it every night because that’s how it works the best and best of all, it has no rebound effect when the Rx is stopped. I’ll take it until William gets checked out, cleared, fixed… then we will go from there. I slept like a baby on a cloud of charmin toilet paper last night even tho William didn’t take the valerian! I woke up feeling refreshed and had more energy today than I’ve had in months!

It’s….. Half-Nekkid Thursday!

Whoopsie!!!!!

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This is:

This is on my forearm in honor of Dave Lum, world renouned tattoo artist! He is famous for several penis tattoos. He is also famous for hiding them within the tattoos of the unsuspecting as well.
I asked for this one as I earned it in honor of getting my elbow tattooed!

I promise next week I’ll be back to my “normal” classy self… but I couldn’t resist!
Next weeks topic will be:
Half Nekkid ON Half Nekkid!

A Good Day…

Hey… It’s Almost Thursday!
Today was great, the weather was perfect, 82 degrees of clear blue skys! No one appreciates a clear blue sky like a person living in Oregon! I broke down and went to the Dr. today to discuss my sleeping problems after making an agreement w/ husb that if I went to the Dr. he would go as well to see if a sleep study was needed for him being so jerky in bed More on that another day.
After the Dr. I took the grand-monster downtown to go shopping at an outdoor market. We ate lunch then he somehow talked me out of a stuffed animal that is larger than he is… he fell asleep in the stroller with it and all you could see was stuffed animal and baby legs! Even in his sleep, he refused to let go of it. After he woke up, we went to the park and played on the slides, ran in the grass and danced to a drumming circle!
I’m exhaused.
All days should be this good!

Which country are you?

You know I’m a sucker for quizes… I took this one and the results made me laugh so damn hard, I had to post it!!!

You’re Thailand!

Calmer and more staunchly independent than almost all those around you,
you have a long history of rising above adversity. Recent adversity has led to questions
about your sexual promiscuity and the threat of disease, but you still manage to attract a
number of tourists and admirers. And despite any setbacks, you can really cook a good
meal whenever it’s called for. Good enough to make people cry.
Take the Country
Quiz at the Blue Pyramid

Just for Mom!

And his brother…
the Pierced Baby!

We tried to use him in
a yellow pages ad and our
ad was declined.
They feared reprocussion
from child welfare advocates!

We gave them a half dressed nurse
with a syringe in hand and they accepted
that ad! Go figure…

Pay no attention… this is just a test

Hey… I’m just testing the new blogger picture thingie!
I seems to work way better than what I’d been using

Hug a Kid

Scotties Story…

Scottie was a 14 year old boy who lived in Salem, his parents were divorced and he bounced back and forth between the two. I had met Scottie a few times just because I’m downtown all of the time and have gotten to know several of the kids who hang out here. He’d been into the shop once with his Dad. His Dad got a tattoo and I pierced Scottie’s ears.

Scott turned up missing last week and his picture was all over the news. He’d last been seen with friends by a river front park, they were down there wasting time, drinking and taking pills according the people he was with. When it was time to go, the friends tried to get Scottie to go with him, but he was too wasted to walk. The friends eventually left him there to sober up. Scottie never made it home.

While searching for the boy began, both parents were on the news, making plea’s for anyone with information. The parents had such hatred for each other that they could not be interviewed on camera together.

Scottie’s body was found in a pond near the river front several days after he was reported missing and an autopsy showed that in a drunken stupor he most likely wandered into the pond, he had drowned. The stories continue in the press regarding the funeral. The parents are doing two separate funerals for the boy because they refuse to cooperate for even this one final un-natural act of parenting. Today was the first funeral.

You have to wonder if Scottie ever had a chance.

This story is so sad on so many different levels.
I hugged my kids extra tight today and called their Father to thank him for being an adult through our divorce and in the years that followed. I thanked William for being a good and mature Step-Father who supported me and my style of parenting and my continued parental relationship with their Father.
I can understand anger, hurt and fear… but I fail to understand this.

Creative Parenting

Even though the kids are out on their own… we see most of them daily.
Sometimes they take showers here because:
I’m out of clean towels
I don’t have good water pressure
I’m in a hurry and I’m here already
whatever…

Anyway the girls will use my razor, despite my plea’s for them to bring their own. It totally grosses me out, so I thought I’d try a new tactic to get them to leave it alone… what do you think?
Oh and to add credibility, it’s one of those Venus razors that vibrates (really).

Hey, I never said growing up at my house was easy,
or even pleasant for that matter

Something to think about this week…

There is something about me that few people know…
but for next week’s Half-Nekkid Thursday I’ll be posting a very personal, highly controversial, completely nekkid, uncropped picture of my
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~penis~

(nope… no operations, “massagers” or tricks, you’ll just have to wait a week to see!)
HAVE A GREAT WEEK EVERYONE!

HNT

Happy Half Nekkid Thursday!