Just a FYI, I am correcting the horrific mistakes in spelling and grammar because I can no longer stand it! Practice makes perfect, and although I am FAR from perfect. All the writing (and a ton of re-writing) that I have been forced to do – it’s crazy, I have actually learned a thing or two. Who would have thought this was possible from the girl with the ghost writer? It’s shocked the crap out of me! Maybe there is hope of finishing this thing yet! 😄
Okay. So, I had already decided I liked the Catholic religion! For ALL the right reasons! Free counseling for one. The confessional, would save me thousands in therapy! (No offense Dr. S) I love to give him $25.00 per week to be able to unload my conscience! However being a Catholic – WOW! You get to unload and be forgiven with some Hail Mary’s! How can this be? Now I am really interested!
The next great thing that Catholics get to do is drink WINE! In fact, you can go to church and still get your buzz on. Now, I am sold! Considering converting from my Southern Baptist background and baptism based on this solely! It does all seem to be too good to be true. Where is the catch?
Starts 40 days from Ash Wednesday. A time of thoughtfulness, reflecting, and giving up something that you desire for this amount of time in order to experience the suffering of Jesus Christ.
So, okay this isn’t so bad, I mean who doesn’t need a little reflection and fasting? It reminds me of a good detox, and most times this is a good thing because you usually loose a few pounds and your skin and hair is very brilliant and shiny. So, what to give up? Hummm…. I could give up that forth work out of the week! I could give up fish, I mean look at all those cars with fish on them? Highly appropriate I think! Then the WORST thing happened.
My BFF, my sounding board, my female partner in crime decides to give up Proseco? How can this be? I mean we are women now having graduated from White Zinfindal (gross, I know – this was our twenties). We then moved on to Chardonnay (yuck again, too oaky for us now), then we became real high society savvy women and went with Pinot Grigio. Nothing is bad about the right Pinot, you will just have an achy belly if you drink too much of it. However, Proseco is AWESOME! It is like the forbidden dry soft drink with a buzz, minus the bad Diet Coke chemicals! Finally, the perfect drink! And now it is lost for 44 days. What to do?
What exactly are the hard core rules of this LENT? Like if you don’t buy it and bring it home or order it out at a restaurant than that should be enough? Am I right? If your BFF shows up with it at your door, well, than I think God would consider it rude not to join your girlfriend. Is this really cheating? I think not! This is what we would consider a loop hole.
I mean how are you supposed to survive with a teenager still at home without the Proseco? It just seems mean. God isn’t mean, he is kind, he loves you, and he forgives you. Am I right? Can’t I just make a donation or something?
Well I will tell you three things for sure –
- I haven’t really decided given this news if I will become Catholic but congrats to those that are.
- Surviving without the BFF and Proseco, will lead to other bad habits for diversion like SHOPPING! This would be an expensive 44 days for me.
- I like my spiritual side, and it gives me plenty of comfort, especially while trying to remain sane and polishing off the last teenager at home! As women of this century we need all the help we can get!
Will I sabatoge my BFF for selfish reasons? NO, well maybe if it was absolutely necessary, but thinking of excuses requires a certain savvy I just haven’t acquired yet. Okay, well maybe I have accomplished this but she is your girlfriend and not a guy. #girlcode. #girlfriend guilt. It’s not worth it. So, with a heavy heart I raise my glass to my friend and say, ” You Go Girl, I support you, and I look forward to seeing you in 44 days”!
Until next time the Mask of the Doctors wife is still considering religion. Catholics have a happy and introspective lent, but please do it quickly so I can get my girl back!
Embrace change. You need to get comfortable with this simple idea: The only thing constant is change. Instead of fearing it, embrace it.
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Parent’s Just Don’t Understand (<–Click Here)
I guess I am just one of the parent’s that just doesn’t understand….Boys hit sixteen and all of the sudden that little boy who was always by your side is hiding on the other side of the mall terrified that he may be seen with Mom. However, my son MUST have the latest in fashion! I am apparently just supposed to hand my credit card over and say, “My credit limit is $15,00.00, now go get whatever you want?” What Mother in her right mind does this? So, we have settled out of court with on-line shopping, and he sends me the link of everything it is acceptable to buy. Not the greatest compromise for me! I miss the experience of going with him and waiting outside the dressing room while he throws things at me stating YES or NO! Okay, so maybe I really don’t miss it that much, but I enjoyed our time together.
This gradual coming of age as all teenage boys do, makes a Mom who is so desperate to hold on to that little boy cry tears of separation! What happened? It seems only yesterday he was following me into the bathroom and talking to me while I was drying my hair, now he is constantly in his room and I am no longer allowed to say certain words or phrases like, “Mom has game”. You know what I am sayin? He looks at me as if I had three heads and says, “Mom – don’t use slang!” Why the heck not? Who crowned him King of slang! I still have it “all going on”…I am referring to the half bag of chocolate covered peanuts I just ate, but he just doesn’t understand me! So basically I don’t understand him, and he would rather die than to even try to understand me. What’s a Mom to do? Embarrass that little brat! So, here is my music video an oldie but a goodie…so buckle up, and understand this!
Rules You Must Live By! (<–Click Here)
Because…Because…Because…I said so! I’m the Mom that is why. You will Thank me for this when your grown. Well, maybe you won’t actually thank me but you will appreciate not becoming homeless!
XOXO to Carter, LOVE – MOM (Yes, I hope this is highly embarrassing)
Heck yes Heidi! Five, six, and seven are GOLD girlfriend! Potentially, not in that order for me…but still 100% TRUE!
I’m not saying we should reinvent the wheel, at some age we all know what our gifts are and figure out how to use them so we are the happiest at what we do!
I also recommend diversify, diversify, diversify – You never know where the biggest payoff is, and the word payoff may have an entirely different meaning in your forties!
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1. You’ll reinvent yourself after college.
You’ll reinvent yourself for the first time when college finishes – when your community packs up and moves on and perhaps you do as well. You’ll find yourself at a sudden loss as to how to define yourself – the dreams you had for someday are suddenly the dreams you’re expected to live up to today and the pressure of it all becomes crippling.
You’ll learn during this time that anything worth having takes patience. You’ll learn which people you can trust, which skills you can fall back on and which parts of your personality are pervasive enough to make things happen when the rest of the stakes are down. You’ll learn to be both a more humble and more courageous version of yourself moving forwards.
2. You’ll reinvent yourself after a breakup.
You’ll reinvent yourself the first time you lose the person…
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Thank you Kim Quindlen, my life “Defined”, minus the traditional office!
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1. You have a decent job, and you’re good at it. You work hard every day, and you always feel a sense of accomplishment when you leave the office.
2. But in addition to your sense of accomplishment, you also leave the office with a coffee stain somewhere on your outfit, papers spilling out of your bag, a phone that’s at 3% because you left your charger at home, and your coworker shouting at you because you left your ID badge on your desk again.
3. You’ve mastered the art of showing up to work looking put-together, but it’s only because you usually skip breakfast, you own dry shampoo, you put your clothes on while you’re still half-wet from a shower, and traffic has been on your side lately.
4. Your wardrobe would have a fighting chance, if half the crucial pieces weren’t missing at all times – under…
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Standing to my left is my oldest son and he IS what saved me. Drew Barrymore screams in this movie, “When will this job ever be over?” The true answer is NEVER. You will always want to take care of them as the Mother no matter how much you fight it and no matter how many times you tell yourself to let go. For me it just won’t happen. We are like the Titanic! I will never let go, and they won’t either. The bond between a Mother and her son is so huge if you think about it too long your heart may explode.
Comparing this movie in my blog is so ironic considering I am writing a book about it, well sort of about it. Watching this clip made me think back to how hard it was then, but yet I survived! I have it pretty cushy now and sometimes you have to push the reality check button!
When I started down this book journey I thought I would never make it to the end and here we sit just two short chapters away. I re-read most chapters every other day, I tweak them, I revise, I make changes to the flow of the story. It’s alot like life itself. We are constantly checking ourselves trying to improve, wanting to be better, healthier, and stronger. The love inside grows more everyday, and we constantly find ways to give more of ourselves to the people we love most. For me I am happy to be somewhat crossing the finish line, but a little sad as well. It has been a wild ride! Like raising kids and having a family – it’s pure hell while you are doing it, but once you get close to the end you feel sad? Insert LOL. What the heck is wrong with us? I should be putting my party hat on! Instead, I’m looking at baby pictures of my youngest knowing he too will be off to college soon since he is approaching his junior year in High School this fall! Did I just say that about my baby? Crap! Bring on the Valium! I cannot even think about it for long or I start to panic! WTF? Seriously!
Men. Father’s have it so easy! Damn them. This is all their fault! They are so laid back about it all. Bye son! See you in four years! How do they do it? They are constantly giving the wife the eye roll when she breaks out the kleenex, like, oh please, it’s just another day, you will be fine! Admit it…Sometimes you just want to hit them over the head with a baseball bat and scream WAKE UP! Feel something dammit! I think they do. However men have shared their wives with kids for a long time and when it comes time for the couple to be the focus of life they are really looking forward to it. HA! No one tell my husband that it is NEVER truly over for me. I have been doing this since I was nineteen years old and I just don’t know any other way. I am however WILLING to give it the old college try….perhaps the Bahama’s after we drop Carter off at college….sipping on a pina colada….wait, maybe it won’t be so bad! I can picture it….Just BREATHE.
The Mask of the Doctor’s Wife…