Wow

It has been so long since I blogged...where to start..

Red Sox won the world series - my last awesome memory of BCH-- watched it with RJ and his princess! and the HUGS! and SR and SS

Well, packed up moved to Rhode Island
found out someone I thought was a friend was NOT
~~~~~~~OUCH~~~~~!!!!
I hate people who don't have the kahunas to bring something up to your face but tell others....

We have 5 boys - one will be leaving soon - on good terms -- our 3rd success story since Nov 4th!

I know there are many more success stories out there I just don't hear them as much anymore.

I really miss every one in NC so much it hurts...

I love living near my family and have seen them tons! I live 5 minutes from a beach - the island breeze keeps us cool.

Jordan is as ever smart as a whip he is reading at a 3rd grade level and he hasn't started 1st!

Dan is well.
We love living in the home with our boys I can't say how much i never realized I hated moving every darn week. this is def more family style.

there are pros and cons to every job but so far this one is the bomb. more like a mission than a job...

I miss everyone soo much.....

Past week

I kept Caton which was awesome and fun. So, the first day I kept her Monday August 27th Todd picked her up miday through the day for her to go to her school orientation, or something like that. Well, he returns her and I hopped online to see if my friend Annie was home and could use some company. Caton comes upstairs, plops down on Jordan's elmo kiddie couch. She crosses her arms, sighs, and pouts. then she says, my boyfriend broke up with me. So I turn around willing to see where this conversation is going. I said how long was he your best boyfriend she said - a couple of days. I said well, what was his name? She said Jordan. I siad - but not my jordan She shakes her head yes indicating it was my jordan. So I said I am SURE he didn't know he was your best boyfriend why don't you go ask him. So she does. I pack them in the car and we drive over to Annie's. Caton and Jordan drive around in the little Barbie Jeep that belongs to Sailor who wasn't home when we got there. BUT when she got out of school her and Caton started doing girly things and leave Jordan out. We then see them ( the girls) invite him to sit down on the swing the were in. Then they pull down the shade do hickey - and we just assumed they were telling kiddie jokes or "secrets" Then Wanda and I both thought we heard Kiss. When we heard it a second time Sailor and Jordan were walking around to behind a Bush. Annie asks what was said and Jordan says - or indicates that Sailor says - KISS. annie confronts Sailor who is adamant that she didn't say it then Caton pipes in that she did- Sailor still adamant she DIDN't goes to her room. When we got Jordan and Caton alone we asked how the topic came up and Caton and Jordan both said that Sailor told them to KISS. so I asked how many times did they kiss and Caton says two I asked on the cheek or on the lips and she says - On the lips! My little stud muffin.

copied from my myspace blog. that sounds redundant.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007
The SAHM diary Current mood: accomplished Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
So part of my day technically began at 3 Am when my chocolate lab -- Bubba -- decided to bark and wake me up. It wasn't just one bark -- it was a string of barks- deep woofs -- I'm talking.

Now may I remind you I had just gotten to sleep at @ 1:30 because after I finished my household chores I wanted to catch up with what was going on in the world. Of course as expected there was ongoing coverage of the VA Tech massacre. Wasn't too easy to turn off my mind after that -- ya know?

So I laid in my bed hoping my dog would shut up so I could get some much needed shut eye-- to no avail. The harder I tried to ignore his attempts at waking me up-- the more frantic he became. Now generally speaking he never does this -- so I think to myself -- something must be going on because I live in a very quiet peaceful community. ( Except for the loud as halibut train that blares through every night several times a night-- shaking the very foundation of the house in which I live-- ... but ...after the first few nights we no longer heard or felt it - b/c as is customary it became part of our subconcious!)
So I threw on my robe and followed my faithful ( annoying ) companion down the stairs to check out the noise/commotion. Robe I got -- shoes I did not -- so it occured to me that -- Here I am walking around in total darkness on my back porch where my cat - oscar-- frequently leaves me "presents". and by present I mean of course - mice, rats, and an occasional bird. I prayed I would be Blessed enough not to find one at 3 am as it would freak me out. remember this part of the story as it will be relevant later.
No sooner did I fall back asleep that my 5 YO J ( for anonimity) had a coughing spell brought on by allergies - b/c I left the windows open and pollen counts are high. So I fumble around in ( almost ) darkness trying to find the kids allergy medicine his Dr told me to give him. As I did this I forgot that I had put baby oil on right out of the shower and there ( apparently) was some still on the floor. Wouldn't you know it -- my feet found that spot! and I slip and catch myself -- which is no easy task-- as I am on the much much heavier side. I am told by my friends I am not allowed to use the word fat -- thats what I am but apparently thats not good self esteem.

So I am thinking to my self -- I am not even 5 hours into this day and WOW!

SO I get up start my day - with the help of caffine, of course. The day goes fairly well without a hitch! Thank GOD! In fact I am quite Blessed to have the BEST friends in the world and 2 of them thought it would b a good idea to sing acappella -- "if u want my body and u think I'm sexy come on sugar let me know!" There is a reason these 2 are not professional singers. But it made me laugh so hard it was well worth the busted ear drum. If u 2 read this I love u gals! Well, ok then... as I'm doing some gardening and -- the one time I took off my shoes don't u know I stepped on something soft squisy and green.-- I.E. some random left over organ of a mouse or rat -- looks like a liver -- my cat NEVER eats that one part. odd. Eats the fur, and everything else including bones but always leaves the damn liver. So I ask you who needs planet earth( discovery Sunday nights)? I have wild kingdom in my backyard.
I have owls, woodpeckers, and hawks living in my neighborhood. Oh yes, occasionally we see deer.

Which brings me to my next rambling... We have bird feeders and get a variety of birds coming to chow in our yard. So my son and I will look them up in national audobons society manual and try to identify each bird. We didn't actually see one of the following birds but my son asked me to sound out the name of this particular bird. the Blue faced BOOBY. yes I said booby. He thought it was the funniest thing ever-- and proceeded to tell everyone we met for a week about a blue faced booby. who names these birds anyways?

Then I wonder -- when did the female breast -- booby -- if you will become such a hilarious word to my 5 yo. I was a wee bit bitter that he didn't hold the female breast with a little more regard and dignity -- after all it was a source of nourishment for him for 2 1/2 years. So now I have droopy, hilarious mounds of womanly mammary flesh--- in vain. ungrateful ... I tell u what ..... For those of u who don't know me all that well I am joking I would never regret anything I've done or given to my child. Those were good bonding moments.
Well thats all
I am signing off here -- hope I made at least someone laugh by bearing my soul-- For those english scholars -- I realize most of this is one ongoing run on sentence after another. No need to tell me. Thats why its titled diary -- its a strem of my add consciousness.

BTW I chose accomplished because it is an ACCOMPLISHMENT getting through a whole day as a SAHM of a 5 yo boy!

I welcome your thoughts and comments

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Creative time

I live and breathe it. today I went to my friend Annies house and we hung out while she got ready for a yard sale. I got a whole box of disney videos (20 +) disney movies for $10. Heck yeah. Anyways I had a good time. I am working on finishing a free thought blog that I started earlier today. doing it on creative time ... ha ha ha. I am going to do laundry!

5 important uses for the big left toe

I decided to blog this very ***important** ????????? health bulliten. Take care not to slip UP stairs like my dumb ass self. because Throughout the 6 days mine took to heal I couldn't do the following---- either at all~~~ or ~~~ I could do it but I seriously looked like either A. I should be requiring medical assistance with a crutch or a walker. B. I was permanently physically handicapped ( sorry if that word is not PC and offends anyone) or well there is no C -- and I am not sure that A and B requires me to change my grammar -- but fuck it-- I am too tired to care to go back. OK I think this is officially a rant of sorts. a free stream of consciousness from MOI' TOES 1st when I stubbed it I screamed ```probably``` a little too loud and excessively. but what ever-- Jordan was in my presence and I had to use and muster all the power I could not to use my ingrained, default, favorite, cathartic words of all time-- FUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK. Really, truly before I had kids I must have sounded like a tourrettes patient. I would elaborate here but I really don't find it to be necessary. Think Duece bigalow male gigalo -- his date the ass licker. Thats pretty much it. I think MOST girls raised on the North Shore of BOSTON, MA can make a truck driver or a sailor blush. This is in fact most likely due to ~~ at least for me~~ growing up with endless exposure to "Boston Irish" uncles and cousins. Did I mention they Bri, Paul Sr., Kevin, Shawn have all at some point worked for my Uncle Bri at "PHILS" towing. Now that Brian's sons are grown. They to are employed by him at "PHILS" towing. My brother has also done time at my uncle Bri's "PHIL'S" towing. you may wonder why I keep emphasizing PHILS towing is owned operated by my UNCLE BRIAN. Now for as long as I can remember hes owned this company. EVERYBODY in town knows the Lynch's. they also know Paul, Kevin ( who is now departed) Brian, and Shawn's Dad Charlie. Charlie served for the Peabody police department for endless years. I don't know how many. Then there is the fact that --Paul and Kevin both were firemen at the same Engine house in Peabody until Kevin passed away in 2001. or early 2002. I just know my Doctor said I couldn't go because of my high risk pregnancy and I regret being the only cousin - decendant ( for lack of a better word) of Charlie that didn't go. I hate that I also missed my cousins Bretts ( Kevin's oldest son) wedding because I just can't afford to go to Mass 4 + times a year. My point being EVERYONE in town knows the Lynchs. And everybody in town knows someone who knows someone who has at one point or another been to a cookout at 44 Ellsworth or 81 Ellsworth. Or they've been themselves. So NOw we get back to my original point of why I can make a sailor or truck driver blush when I curse. I am truly of Bostom Irish decent-- I believe I have established. I should have made it easier just by staing my given, Catholic Confirmed, Paul's ~official in my book~~ daughter NAMe -- because anyone with a brain could have figured out my decent from the name alone.... Molly Anne Elizabeth MacDonald Lynch. - Although after 18 I need to accept responsibility for what comes out of my mouth - but in a moment of weakness -- i. e. STUBBING my toe it was extremely difficult to not let Fuck Fly. So 10 important uses 1. walking - your big toe ( actauall all of our toes) is the most vital toe for balance. 2. diving - pushing off a concrete side of a pool- hurt likea mofro - when I pushed off. 3. walking up and down the stairs. 4. stabilizing yourself for lunges 5. stabilizing yourself for squats.

Sox trade Pineiro to

Cardinals What else will happen b4 midnight tonight?

well, lets see

I feel like doing some thing outlandish -- running in the rain , skinnydipping, just about anything to feel alive I have had a kindof blah day