Midlife Crisis

Yeah. I had one today. I freaked out. Went crazy. I ALMOST bought a cherry red Corvette. But, I thought about it and decided that I'd stick with my old fart tan Buick Le Saber that I bought from my grandmother. Yes. I am so hip it hurts.

But anyway, I'm sitting here getting my t.v. fix online before bed. Goobie is on the right, purring as he snoozes, Tito is on the left with his little face tipped up toward mine.

I gots me a great life, y'all =)

Home, sick

I feel like crap, but I'm bored out of my mind, so I made cookies. Well, I TRIED to make cookies. I fell asleep, as is the case with many nighttime cold medicines, and the consequences, well they speak for themselves. Fortunately, I didn't burn anything down. I do, however, have the crunchiest sugar cookies I've ever eaten. And they kinda taste like burning....even Tito won't eat them. =(

Break-ups suck

Everybody's wanted something they can't have...but when it's people, it's particularly difficult. Mark and I broke up tonight. It was mutual. Even though I really care for him, there's only so much of your life you can change, so much of your time you can spare, so much of who you are that you can let go.

There are a lot of self doubts that surface after a break up, feelings of failure...but what are you SUPPOSED to do when you know you just can't be the person the other wants you to be?

Tonight we walked away, and it's breaking my heart. He was - and still is - very special to me.

I'm not suitable for human consumption at the moment. I'm depressed, cranky and need chocolate.

In other news, my little darling, Tito spent the whole day with me. I went to Claremont this morning to pick up some free stuff for the band room, and baby boy wanted to come to help. We loaded the truck, and the lady we were picking up from even thought he was so cute that she let Tito take her for a walk!

No matter how crummy a day I have, ALL I have to do is be with my baby boys and they make me smile =D

Derby calls!

Bye for now.

Hellooooo!!!!!

I'm now 32 years old! YAY! Every year that passes by, my life gets better and better. I'm more confident now than I ever have been, and if it keeps getting better like this, KEEP EM COMIN'!!!!

I had a great birthday party. My friends and I hung out at a bar called Liam's in Colton, CA. It was lots of fun. We didn't know what kind of place it was, so my friend Kristalle and I dressed FAR too normally for the environment....BUT, everybody there was different (there were rockabilly types, punk types, high types, tired types, tatooed types, blah, blah blah) so it all worked out. Kristalle was the designated driver for the evening. We went to pick up my derby sister, Crasher, who, decked out in her three mohawks and really cool shoes, fit in at Liams LIKE A GLOVE. We met my friend Robb there. We made him wait an extra half hour for us though. The older you get, the longer it takes to make yourself beautiful. Oh well...

We pretty much sat there chatting, laughing, and drinking for several hours. Crasher may have even convinced Robb to ref for our derby league!! YAY!!!

Well, I had an officially awesome birthday=) My best ones have been in socal. To life!

MUAHS!!!

Happy Birthday to MEEEE!!!!!

My birthday is tomorrow, and I remembered!!! YAY!!!!

I'm going out with friends to see a band. WEEEHOOO!!!!

My friend, Kristalle, decided that I need to be more girly by carrying a purse. So she got me TWO!!!!

I wanted to get a star tattooed on my forehead, but she said I should use this instead:




But then she said I needed something pink and fun and frilly and girly, so she got me a dead bunny too!!! YAY!!!



And the coolest part:

My daddy, the GREATEST man in the world picked out the most beautiful earrings from when my parents went to Mexico. My momma sent me the very coolest birthday card that she made and sent me a wonderful present that TOTALLY matches the decor!!!!

My parents rock!!! So does my Kristalle!!!

Happy Valendog's Day!!!

I have to show you what I got for Valendog's day! I'm the LUCKIEST girl in the WHOLE world!!!!!!!!!!

First I got:



THIS is my little bucket of snuggley goodness! My Goober McBoober=)

THEN I got:

Insert pic of tito bean here.

THIS is my little smoochie poochie, Tito. As you can see, his little eyes are PERFECT! You didn't see them before, but they were icky.

Here's the REALLY cute part. They boys went in together on a Valentine's Day present for their mommy. See, GOOBER made a poo in his box (thank GOD he's done with the floor for the time being) and Tito got it out and brought it to me in his cute litte mouth package! THEN he tried to give me lots of slobber kisses. Oh HELL no!

Today was a good day. I love my boys. They're the bestest!!!

Tito: An update

My beautiful baby boy



is feeling much better now.

Thanks to your prayers, he is doing well. Or maybe it's the antibiotics...probably just the love of his mommy, though =D

How do you search blogs on this here thingie? I wanna search em, but don't know how. It also won't add any other blogs to my url addy thingie....SOOOOOO CONFUUUUUSSSEEEEEDDDDD.

MUAHS!

Goober the Heinous

Tito, my cute, beautiful, Mr. Perfect, is no longer the cute adorable little love muffin that everybody thinks he is. I mean, to ME he's every bit as perfect as he was yesterday, as he was the day before, as he was the day before that. But the nastiness coming out of his poor, red, scratchy little eyeball makes people think he's ishy and contageious. His little kissies are still so perfect!

Kristalle got a new puppy, and I was worried that she had some poo on her or something that found its way into Tito's eye, but the doctor suggested that he "bumped into something." When I asked Tito about it, he said, "It's nothing, Mom. I fell down the stairs...er...I ran into the door...er...." It was then that I realized that Goober has been abusing my darling little Tito. I love both of my beautiful boys, but what are you gonna do? I had Goober arrested. He's been charged with domestic voilence and called me to ask for bail. That cat has SOME nerve. HA!

The building I teach in + Tito

The building I teach in is a performing arts building. It has three classrooms and an auditorium that seats around 350 people. Kind of small as auditoriums go, but it's a relatively new building. The band room (my room) leads to the band/choral office, which leads to the chorus room, which leads to the drama room, which leads to the stage, which leads back to the band room. So you can make a big circle of it.

My kiddos have been working this fundraiser where we have to make Hershey's Kiss Rosebuds out of bamboo skewers, Hershey's Kisses, red cellophane, and floral tape. So we've been coming in late at night to make the darn things. Since I'm a single mommy, I bring Tito Bean. Plus, the kids enjoy hanging out with him. The first night we were there, he was eating chocolate that we'd dropped on the floor. I reprimanded him. Not long after that, I heard the jingle jangle of his collar, but didn't SEE him anywhere. Then I heard him whine =( So, I set off to find my boy. I went through the only open door in the place - the door to the band/choral office. No doggie. I proceeded into the chorus room where Tito frequently likes to poo in front of the other teacher's desk. No doggie. I started to get worried. Then I went throught the next open door into the drama room. NO DOGGIE!!! I looked around and noticed that the theater door was open. I ran out into the theater, calling Tito's name. He came running to his mommy from the door to the band room!!!! He was right next to me when he was whining! He could hear my voice, but couldn't get through the door!!!!

Earlier that day....

I go home during my lunch break to spend some time with the little guy and/or let him out to potty. I was just getting ready to leave, so I got Tito on his leash and we headed out the door. We walked out the door and headed to the left. As we were mading a left on the sidewalk, Tito and I realized at the very same moment that his leash was not attached all the way. His little ears went back, and his little eyes fromed slits. Then he was GONE. He took off.

Now, we've done this before, me and my Tito Bean. He has always been a runner. There were the times he jumped out the back window of my car, the times he bolted between my legs when I would open the front door, and the times when (well the ONE time) I took Tito to the dog beach and thought he could be like all the other good doggies who stuck by their humans...yeah RIGHT. pffft. MY boy is not like all the other good babies. He IS his moma's boy.

He's sleeping like a little angel now, but when he wakes, I know EXACTLY what my perfect boy will do;) My Tito Bean is the bestest!!!