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Nearly Wordless Wednesday: Before and After

Posted June 24, 2015 By kmarrs
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Her first real haircut, aka more than just split ends. Daddy cried. But daddy also admitted that she runs hot and her hair was always plastered to her body sticky with sweat, and this new haircut does look and is so much cooler. He always said when she was big enough to voice an opinion, her opinion would be respected, and she wanted this exact cut. I think he was just hoping she’d never ever want to cut it. Poor daddy is watching his baby girl grow up. It’s hard.

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The Walking the Borderline Weekender

Posted June 13, 2015 By kmarrs

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Do you ever have slumber parties when you were little? I did. Man could shit go down at those. They could also go way wrong. One of my earliest memories of girl-on-girl betrayal went down on a slumber party.  A slumber party where no one showed up.  They really didn’t get much better after that.  Girls are mean.  I don’t just mean in general, but to each other.  I really don’t know what’s up with that.

I’m in a place now where I could really use a few more girl friends.  I lost one I thought was a keeper when she said some things causing me to lose all respect for her.  So I’m left in this, is it just me, or are all friendships this hard to maintain, place.  Then I remember my two most loyal gal pals, Dez and Sarah.  We’ve had a monthly party ever month since like January I think?  We missed one month where schedules were just too crazy, but I think we were all bummed about that.

This month’s party is going down tonight and we’re having a, wait for it…. SLUMBER PARTY!  We’ll they aren’t really sleeping over, but that’s the theme.  We’re ordering in pizza, I have ice cream, chocolate, cookies, chips and pop.  We’re going to watch movies, and the dress code is comfy cozy.  I’m looking forward to this slumber party and I have little doubt that it’ll be drama free.

Unlike the ones I had growing up.

 

This week in my store:

Yeah, so I designed nothing and bought everything.  Pat got approved for a line of credit and after some bills were taken care of, we did a little bit of clothes shopping.  I got some skirts from amazon and some shirts from my store.  I can’t wait to see them in person and I think they’ll look fabulous on me.  Oh, and before you go holy cow that’s a lot, remember I get a designer discount and I had 15% off my order on top of that.

 

Profits from my store go towards supporting my family.  And there is always some sort of coupon code running across the top of the page!

Speaking of my store, you can find a link to the WTBL new items up along the top. It’ll take you here. I actually own the pink shirt. No joke, I love it! All items in the WTBL store are great ways to support the blog and my family at the same time!  Seriously.  This and my writing (books/blog) are what I currently do for a living now.

Also a gentle reminder that my first ever book is published and for sale at amazon.  It’s a cute little tongue twister of a book that’s fun to read aloud.  Inside animal friends will help your little ones learn their alphabet.  Each letter is represented in huge colorful graphics, just right for little fingers to trace.  I knew what I wanted in a kid’s book for Sammy, I couldn’t find it, so I made my own.  Do you have kids?  Nieces and nephews?  Little cousins?  Judging by the fact Sammy won’t let her copy out of her sight, this book is sure to be a hit!

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This is Pepper Penguin and clicking on her will take you to the book over at Amazon!

In closing, this quiet observation:

Either lightning bugs are getting faster, or I’m getting slower, but Sambam and I were out there for a good 30 minutes and we caught a total of 2.  One of which couldn’t even fly.

 

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The Walking the Borderline Weekender

Posted June 6, 2015 By kmarrs

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I know.  I’m sorry.  I haven’t written a word all week worth anything.  Not even in any of my books.  I guess… It’s not lack of anything to write as much as its lack of ability.  If it makes you feel any better, it took most the week to remember how to read.

Sister is doing well.  She had to go back to the ER for a second quick operation.  They basically poked a camera around and did some cleanup to figure out why the drains were filling so fast.  Nothing major, especially compared to what she went through the day prior.

She spent a couple of days refusing to wake up.  Not in a dangerous way.  She just had a lot of crap to sleep off and I think overall for those couple of days life was less miserable if she slept.  We could get the occasional response when she wasn’t in a deep sleep.  It had us in a tizzy because we were desperate to see her alert, but the nurses were all quick to assure she was fine.  All her numbers (bilirubin, blood pressure, hemoglobin, heart rate) were all looking amazing compared to how they had been just two days prior so she was healthier already.

Personally, while I wanted to see her alert just as bad as mom did, I assured her she had my support to keep on sleeping until she was ready.

Then when she was ready, she woke up.

This week in my store:

Profits from my store go towards supporting my family.

Speaking of my store, you can find a link to the WTBL new items up along the top. It’ll take you here. I actually own the pink shirt. No joke, I love it! All items in the WTBL store are great ways to support the blog and my family at the same time!  Seriously.  This and my writing (books/blog) are what I currently do for a living now.

 

In closing, this quote:

 

Sambam has learned she is three.  She has now decided she needs three of everything.  Three cereal bars, three stories at bedtime, etc.

The other night she saw she had three of the same book from Wendy’s and she goes, “Three color books!?!  I know I’m three but I don’t need three color books!  That’s ridiculous!”

And this cute realization:

The ferret doesn’t seem to care when we yell at the boys, but when we yell at Sammy he gets really defensive of her.  He’ll stand up in his cage staring us down like, “I will fight you!  That is the girl child and no one yells at the girl child!  Don’t make me come up there!  I will fight you!”

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Sort of Wordless Wednesday

Posted May 27, 2015 By kmarrs

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Strangers

Posted May 26, 2015 By kmarrs

IMG_20150520_083751So there is a viral video going around of exactly how easy it is for someone to snatch a child off the streets.  You show up with a puppy and they are yours.  To some degree it doesn’t matter how much or how well you talk to your kids.  They aren’t wired to process a danger like that.

Never-the-less you talk and talk and talk to them anyway.

Sambam is about that age and she’s being allowed to play out back on her own some, though please understand I can see and hear the entire backyard from my desk and am 2 steps from the back door.  She goes out there for little “flower” (dandelion) picking excursions and I watch on, unable to keep up with the back and forward.  But hey, the neighborhood is safe and I’m watching closely.  So I have little fear, and let her free range some.  Which is such a weird phrase to apply to children but it’s a parenting method that I believe in verses hovering over every single step they take.  I’m not letting her wander the neighborhood, just the backyard that I can see well.  Hell, she spends most the time on the back porch.

Anyway, so we’re having the stranger conversation and it involves many scenarios that start with the words “If a stranger…”.  Of course we also discuss what a stranger is, which is still a foreign concept to a degree, but practice makes perfect.

So in conclusion I bring you this lovely little quote from the first time I presented her with a scenario.  I wanted to see what she said, and we could take the conversation from there.

Me: Hey Sammy!  If a strange man offers you candy, what do you say?

Sammy: Please?

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The Walking the Borderline Weekender

Posted May 16, 2015 By kmarrs

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I think one of my favorite things about the new house is the yard and neighborhood around it.  My desk backs up to 3 floor to ceiling windows offering me an easy view of the entire backyard and a chunk of the hood.

In relation to this, my 3-year-old is getting to spread her freedom wings a lot earlier than her siblings were allowed to.  With a view of the back yard in front of my, and the back door to my immediate right, she’s able to play out there with me watching from my desk.  She has no interest in leaving the backyard, because let’s face it, it’s a kick-ass backyard.  It’s safe out there, in a way that reminds me of growing up in the 80’s.

It’s kind of awesome to watch her explore her (controlled) freedom.

 

This week in my store:

Profits from my store go towards supporting my family.

Speaking of my store, you can find a link to the WTBL new items up along the top. It’ll take you here. I actually own the pink shirt. No joke, I love it! All items in the WTBL store are great ways to support the blog and my family at the same time!

 

Quote of the week:

Sammy: But why can’t I wear the other dress?

Me: Because it’s your special occasion dress.

Sammy: Like going to the doctor?

Me: No… Like Christmas.

 

In closing, this realization:

My husband is an ass.  I was actually out cold at a reasonable hour and he turned on the lights and shook me awake because he was alarmed I was wearing clothes.  I was wearing clothes because I had literally fallen face forward into bed and passed the fuck out because of how tired I was at like 7PM.

 

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