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Post Overdue! My Long List of Excuses 11/06/2011
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It's been a long long two weeks. I honestly don't think I've ever been so busy
in my whole life. Here's our schedule beginning the Friday before
Halloween:

Friday:             Kids sleep at a friend's house.

Saturday:         Kids have friends sleep at our house.

Sunday:           Church followed by a pumpkin carving at  friends' home.
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Monday:           Dia De Los Muertes festivities at school, followed by a mad 
                         dash to craft store to paint Pip's replaced butterfly  wings because she lost her 
                         FOUR FOOT ones somehow between Thursday's ballet party and Halloween.

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Monday (cont.):     We had teacher conferences for Pip, followed by a Halloween party followed by dropping Stink and Z at Z's house for Trick or Treating followed by running home so Pip can trick or treat with her friends at our place. (Let's throw in dinner and house cleaning, okay? Would I do all this if Stink hadn't begged for 3 years to trick or treat at someone else's place? No. I thought it would be a good thing for him to have his space. Next year, he can just deal with us again.)

Tuesday:        Our big visit to UCLA. It went well but was EXHAUSTING. (More to come tomorrow... promise!)

Wednesday:   Baby shower for my sis. I am going to have a niece! It was a lovely low key affair.  Nice change.

Thursday:        Ballet and Karate runs with extra homework that night (of course.)

Friday:             Mad prep for Christmas pic outfits because, yah, I had to go with vintage 50's and hit about 3 thrift stores in one hour but got it done

Saturday:        Pip does her talent show audition followed by all of us going to Malibu for our portraits but oh, no, I left my computer laptop at the school auditorum so lots of phone calls in the canyon to lots of folk only to have Daria, once again, save the day.

* Note: Everyone needs a Daria in their lives. Daria's bring you to train stations when busses break down. They know how to cook Turkeys and sheppard pies. They camp like professionals and know how to resale shop. Please treat yourselves to a hot piping cup of Daria today!)

Sunday:      I'm sick. (Shock)

Some tips for you on this L.A. rainy Sunday:

1. Get yourself a great doc like I went to on Tuesday who can put your T.S. fears to rest. A plan and professional support is beyond helpful. How did I go 5 years without one? (More on this tomorrow when I get my lap top and pics back.)

2. Keep your life relatively non-hectic so that, on occasion you have weeks like I did, you don't have a complete meltdown from stress and find yourself sucking a pacifier in the back of your friend's mommy van. You think your kid tics sometimes? Try a schedule like mine. You'll be twitching your way to the looney bin in no time.

3. Thank your husband if, like mine, he has finally learned to go with the flow. (Example: He fixed many a tears from Pip when he was able to save the day by removing permanent marker from a pumpkin with some sort of car fluid cleaner.) Forgive him if he has an occasional baby fit like on Thursday night. Men can't be perfect like we can be, right? (Ahemmmmm.)

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4. Acknowlege this husband with promises of a less hectic holiday season in the
future. After all, nothing says thank you like sex from a hot chick. (The dead woman? She's not included in the bargain. But hey, that's Topanga T! She's never without her makeup, even in death.) 
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5. Forgive yourself if you are incapable of following through on #4.

But seriously, enjoy yourself EVERY SINGLE DAY so weeks like mine don't take you
down.

I don't know how people run hard like that every day. If you're one of those, I bow down to you and honor you with every core of my being. I couldn't do it.

It would ruffle every feather in my body.

I'd have a huge therapy bill due to quacking up.

Oh, be quiet. You know you would end up on ProQuack also.

Seriously, shut up. If you're too chicken to write these jokes, don't give me the bird!

And I'm done. I'm feeling really fried right now.

No yolk! Really! I'm not egging you on!

(Luv ya all! More tomorrow!)




 


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Jennifer Sterm link
11/06/2011 16:21

I'm so glad I'm not the only one!

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margaret
11/07/2011 08:41

Hi,
I have followed your blog on and off as I went through a similar thing with my son. He had tics from ages 4 (after several bouts with strep) on. We tried everything....When it was clear he had social issues as well I just wanted to crawl in a hole. :( We do have a happy "ending", however. We did a program that was a chunk of money and a lot of time and hard work with no guarantee of results when he was 8. He is now 10 and has been tic free for a year and a half and is a different kid. He is now socially appropriate and outgoing and I can finally stop worrying about him. Like you, we are gluten and casein free. My guy was borderline aspergers but now is NOT. Email me if you want to talk. I am not promoting anything...just have a success story but it was not easy and not overnight. I am praying for you as I know the anxiety only too well.

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andrea frazer link
11/07/2011 08:55

@Jennifer - Yes, I know how busy you are!

@ Margaret - Will email you now. Thanks!

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Gwen
11/07/2011 16:18

I hear you on the crazy schedules, but as I'm anxiously awaiting your doctor update, all I can say is "Out with it already, lady."

Inquiring minds want to know. ;)

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andrea frazer link
11/07/2011 20:41

@Gwen - I do believe that was a virtual bitch slap! Taken on the chin. The post is done!

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