Archive for November, 2006

Monday, November 27th, 2006

Ok. Breath, Steph. OMG!

Just so you know. Just because you know how excited I was. Just in case you wondered what ever came of the whole “Stay-At-Home” Mom thing!?

I TURNED IN MY RESIGNATION TODAY! OMG! I had to yell that because, you know, I’m a drama momma and OMG!? I quit my job! I’m a stay-at-home MOM! Can I get a whoop-whoop?

Also, when I gave my supervisor my whole spiel on why I was quitting, etc., he offered me a 10% raise. I must be SpEcIaL! Special enough to say, “Hell no, Y’all! I’m outta here!”

I gave them a (almost)3 week notice. My last day will be the 15th. OMG! I get to spend the entire Christmas break with my kids. I’m so excited, Y’all! Can you tell by! all! the! (!) marks! how excited I am!?

Oatmeal cookies, tangles, milk moustaches, library visits, picnics, gardens, bubbles, sidewalk art, cuddles, hide-n-seek, naps, (house chores, potty training, laundry, and a few temper tantrums too). That, I’m here to tell you, is priceless. No raises, no awesome salary, no 401K could beat that.

18 days. 18.


Sunday, November 26th, 2006

Don’t Quit Your Day Job, Steph!

I’m auctioning my fairy paintings on eBay this week. I hope they sell because I have seen some funky ass paintings going for good money on eBay. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I guess. Somewhere out there may be a mommy looking for something cute to hang in their daughter’s room… Buy mine, buy mine!

Starting bid $25. Buy it now $40.

Mushroom Fairy

Princess:

 


Friday, November 24th, 2006

Manners

Do you have any idea how many people do Google searches for V-ery H-ott G-ay C-owboys? Too many. And they ALL end up on www.stepherz.com. I had to delete the post that was bringing all the search traffic because those people are looking for something that I just don’t want to be a part of.

I did a review of sorts on B-rokeback Mtn for one of my first 10 posts. I’ve regretted calling Heath’s character a V-ery H-ott G-ay C-owboy ever since then because, it seems, even the poor folks in Iraq are being led to my blog to get a dose of this. Ummmm. OK.

Not here folks. Nothing to see. Unexperienced Blogger is all. Move along please. Bye, bye.

You can’t even talk without some Google Stranger eavesdropping. It’s just rude. Manners. Do a Google search on THAT, Internets!


Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006

Some things change, some things stay the same.

I decided it would be fun to start a new category that I’ll add to now and then, particularly when I am having writer’s block. I have titled it, “Changes” and it will consist of random things I think have changed in my thinking and behaviors over the years. It’s my blawg, y’all, and so it has to have random weirdness from my brain! Here’s the first thing that came to mind when I thought about a change I’ve made:

I have always been a bit neurotic. I was the only child in elementary school who had read books on the Heimlich maneuver or how to do first aid on a rattlesnake bite. I had migraines that I was sure were likely from high blood pressure or a brain tumor, at the age of 7. I was positive that the world would end by some horrible catastrophe by the time I was old enough to wash my own laundry. My mother’s death really emphasized this behavior, as did her Registered Nurse career when she was alive. “Stephanie! Guess what I did today? I got to assist with a spinal tap on a 4 year old,” or “Steph, guess what!? Today I was the nurse who assisted Dr. Landers during surgery to remove a tumor in a young woman’s left breast!” “Steph, I assisted in the delivery of a baby whose mother had male and female genitalia!” (No. I’m not kidding. There is someone out there with two parts and I know all about these parts.)

I couldn’t imagine myself ever reaching the age of 32, her age when she died. Guess what? I’m almost there! Even though the high stress of spending 30 years terrified of everything should have caused a potentially life threatening heart condition or a bleeding ulcer (actually they say these aren’t stressed related now), I am still here! It’s a fucking miracle!

Motherhood changed my neurosis a bit. I don’t worry so much about dying as I do about keeping my children safe. I have to work very hard not to instill every fear I have into my children. Would you like an example?

“Austin? Are you really going to suck the helium out of that balloon!? A-hem. Umm. Nevermind. Suck the helium. It could cause a blood clot in the lungs. But not your lungs. It does lead to cancer in lab rats, but never mind that. I mean, children all over this planet suck helium. Don’t even think twice about shorting your brain of oxygen which might lead to deafness in your right ear or ulcers on your gums. Uhhh. Nevermind Austin. I love you, honey. Suck the helium. Go ahead. Have fun!”

Ok, slight exaggeration. But you get the point. I’m Crazy, y’all! What matters is that we are able to change and grow over the years, right? I went from a 4 foot tall fruity pebble to a 6 foot tall froot loop. Ha!

See, I looked a little on the looney side even then.