tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3447281004909579242024-03-18T23:22:51.439-05:00Sophia + 1 More Makes FourCaryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.comBlogger537125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-20256446448833215372020-04-30T22:45:00.002-05:002020-04-30T22:45:27.430-05:00Fairies and not so pleasant bike rides...<div style="text-align: center;">
I suppose I will consider this day another success. We all survived another day of <strike>house arrest</strike>, I mean self quarantine. I made breakfast and lunch, that is right I am pretty much a domestic diva for those of you thinking that I only feed my children the Chick-fila, helped with school work, did my own 8 hours of work from home, worked out in the yard, and rode a bike. Around the block. Without being forced. Or chased by a mur-der-errr.</div>
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I am just gonna put this out there I have been wanting a bike.</div>
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Preferably a bike with a basket to carry items (not sure what kind of items.. but items) and it shall have a large cushiony seat for my not so young parts (let's be real the lady bits ain't built like they used to be... ya know whatta mean).</div>
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This is what I am thinking....</div>
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Awwwwe.... isn't she presh.</div>
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Well folks don't get so attached, because I live in a place where bikes are all the rage and I cannot find one!! So sad. I keep on-a searching, but bikes are outta stock! So since I have no bike, I rode the man friends bike. Ummmmm..... BIG mistake.... HUGE!</div>
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It has been 10 hours since my BIG ride (justa around the block) and my bits are the pits! I have a bowed walk and I just feel like possibly the bike had a better time than I did. I am afraid if I keep this up I may get callous-y down yonder. Sweet geez, what if I become dead down there?</div>
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Maybe I should reconsider this new hobby and stick with the yard work.</div>
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This evening was so fun. Honey (Honey is grandmother for us) had an idea for us to create a fairy garden. Sophia has been all about it and is constantly looking at gardens online. Today, Honey surprised us with a fun acorn house, mushroom, and fairies! The kids worked on this all evening and then brought things from their bedroom! Brayden even unscrewed a knob from his super fancy dresser and is using it as a fairy mushroom seat, Sophia brought out animals from her doll house, and then they brought crystals from their cave field trips.</div>
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If you do not have a fairy garden, I think your kids would really enjoy it!</div>
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I will just be here livin' my best life... with an ice pack! Night night!</div>
Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-52306656408968978052020-04-28T12:30:00.000-05:002020-04-28T12:31:35.437-05:00"I's the foreman, I says when it's quittin' time"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Yes, as of late, I am feeling a bit like Big Sam from <i>Gone With the Wind</i> working at Tara.</div>
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Does anyone remember when someone says, "quittin' time" and Big Sam interrupts and states that he is the foreman and only he can say when ya stop the work!! Hel....lo, this is so my yard life right now!</div>
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Big Sam is my spirit animal!</div>
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Anyway, I am not sure about the 10s of readers (mama, man friend, my sil, possibly Moss (but she may be reading by accident and leave a comment that only has a one letter response... like y or r, technology just is not her thing) so never mind like 4s of readers, but are you all working in your yard too? We have lived at casa de Foresee for about 14 years. We have always had the best of intentions with our yard, but yard work is tough, and it ain't cheap, and did I mention it is tough?? Most of our weekends have been filled with all of the kid things: baseball, soccer, basketball, camping, fun, or just sitting in the house ignoring the fact that we have a yard. The idea of working out there can be a bit over whelming (and sweaty)... I mean where do you even start?</div>
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What plants work best?</div>
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What kind of dirt do I get?</div>
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Is there a snake in there?</div>
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So here it is... the great reveal.</div>
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the yard</div>
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(imagine scary intro music... du..duh...duuuuuuuuh)</div>
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I know what you are thinking...</div>
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it ain't really nothing special.</div>
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I know!</div>
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Gardens Illustrated won't be callin' us tomorrow for a photo shoot.</div>
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Master gardener... I am not. </div>
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It is overwhelming I tell ya. It is a green space with a too small patio, a flowerbed that my family helped us build right after Sophia was born, and a buncha overgrown irises and lillies that I dug up from my MamMaw's yard after she passed away.</div>
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Anyways, the past few weeks, after my work day (from home) is done, I have been going outside and reviewing the space and getting a plan.</div>
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1. We gotta throw away those chairs. They are super janky. Ya cannot even sit on them for fear of falling through... I ain't interested.</div>
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2. That top flower bed is sad. My irises have multiplied (which I like) but there is nothing else really in there. There is a Oak Leaf Hydrangea in the corner of the bed but I am needing a few other things to add a BIG BANG!</div>
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- Azaleas?</div>
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- something taller in the back?</div>
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- some fun pansies for the bed border??? I don't know, just thinking out loud</div>
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3. Side flower bed... you are sad and filled with total sun plants. I am thinking we need to make the bed smaller, and add some tall tree/ shrubs along the back of the house?</div>
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4. Fire pit space. I do not love our fire pit on the patio. It takes up too much space so I would like to create a patio space in the yard where we can sit comfortably around the fire pit. (guess I need to get on the Pinterest)</div>
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5. Garden space. We have a great size yard, but unfortunately it has a steep hill (boo)! Our garden is at the bottom, but it is just needing some love. Man friend has been doing some work... maybe you will see us at the farmers market selling our goods... our produce... not "our goods", come on people, let's keep this blog space PG!</div>
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6. Trim up branches that are growing over our fence. Our yard needs some more light!!</div>
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7. Next space will be the front yard. I am thinking of planting tulips</div>
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So this has been my plan and I am still shocked that I have been going out each day to check on plants, hang feeders, even bird houses.</div>
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It has been nice to have all of the help!!</div>
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Yes, that is the man friend on the fence, cutting branches, with a chainsaw. (I was soooooo stressed out during the photoshoot of these pictures)!!</div>
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It has been a few weeks.... and I have come to learn that I love an Azalea bloom. The colors are incredible and I will be having all the colors in our beds!! So excited about these shrubs and they do not seem to be a lot of work. We will see.</div>
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We have strung up birdhouses that the kids painted a few years ago with their Honey. I kind of thought the birds would be scared off by the LOUD color selection... but I guess not!! </div>
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A bird family has moved into each house we have!! I may need more!</div>
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Anyone else still growing their 3rd grade cabbage plant? Brayden brought this tiny plant home maybe in February, and he keeps saying he can win BIG money with this plant, so he is really trying to care for it well. I planted it in the flowerbed... why not plant a cabbage among all of the other pretties!! I like that it adds a little surprise in the bed!! It is really flourishing!!</div>
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Sat. ur. day!! 3 days y'all!! We already have quite a few berries!!! Westwood Garden in Springdale had some great looking plants to choose from and Wal-Mart has the cutest pots!! Go getcha some!!</div>
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and.... just because it would not be a day of the week without a lil bitta home delivery Chick-fila!! See, I do not even get up from the chair! I just keep on working and the kids pick up the food!</div>
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I blame this mostly on the fact that I have been in a quarantine sitch with my people for such a long time, and I possibly do not know how to interact with the general public that well. Let's be real, the only people I am really seeing are my friends at the Sonic (I see them on the reg when I pick up daily drinks and corn dogs for me and my students/ children). Okay, that is not real, the kids are not eating corn dogs... I am eating the corn dogs, yes plural. I am eating more than one... at a time... because I have no control in this quarantine! Uggggh. I am gross.</div>
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The only other people I am seeing on the daily are my mother and sister on the Facetime and my co-workers when we google chat. So, I am pretty much alone (with kids, man friend, and the dogs) on Foresee island. I know what y'all are thinking. You are probably living the life over there at casa de Foresee.</div>
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1. I am not showering each day (because I am becoming a skank)</div>
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2. I am pretty much just staying in pajamas (because I am becoming more and more comfortable looking unattractive, I mean really, who am i trying to impress.... I already have a man friend and my friends at Sonic, so they are all seeing me at my low and are still loving me)</div>
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3. Besides my Sonic visits and since the kids and I are so good at social distancing we have discovered that Chick fila will deliver to your home (and leave your food on your doorstep)! I KNOW! I do not even have to talk to anyone!! Well, there was the one day when Brayden answered the door to say thank you and get the food, and the dropper-offer thought Brayden might have been home alone, so they asked to see his mommy. He told them I could not come to the door because I was cleaning up dog pee (I DIE). I guess they thought it was an excuse, so they were standing strong on presenting a mama or he would not be gettin' any chicken biscuits.</div>
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So, he yelled for me, I came a runnin' (still in my pajamas and still holdin' the te-te towel). I told the dropper-offer, sorry I was cleaning up te-te....</div>
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Why?? I have no idea.</div>
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Possibly because I have been in the quarantine and forgot how to interact with others (hand palm to head, I is pitiful) Yes, I know I said, "I is pitiful".</div>
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Anyways, dropper-offer then told me about the door drop and I would not even have to see them. I am still not sure if it was because he did not want to see me... or if he was just trying to be helpful, either way it is a win win for both of us.</div>
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I know what you are thinking... that was it, that was her cringey moment.</div>
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Nope.</div>
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I wish.</div>
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I have so many cringey moments.</div>
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This I completely blame on my recent lack of socialization.</div>
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The other day, I told the man friend I just had to run to the gas station to put gas in the car. Yes, I volunteered myself to run and get gas, a job that is not my favorite to do ever since the "zoolander experience" pre corona-virus.... that may be another post for another time. Anyways, I did not really go and get gas, I instead went to the Wal-Mart because I just wanted to get out. I wanted to look at stuff, maybe purchase something, walk around. So there I am in the public, walking and minding my own business when I see an ol' guy from high school. He was walking towards me (he was not even making eye contact), I could-a kept right on walking, but noooooooo I have not been with people and I wanna talk... to everyone, especially the people I have not seen since 97'. Ugh.</div>
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So, I said his name loudly... we will call him Chuck.... because Chuck is not really his name and if I were to release his name I am sure the 10s of people reading this high quality work would be thinking... ummm, she is fo' sho' trying to get a boyfriend (lets be real... I am happy with my man friend... he walks fences chainsawin' tree limbs (once again, that is another post, and now reading that back, I see that phrasing may make him seem like a cool dare-devil with crazy tricks or like an episod of Datelane/ 48 Hours Mystery... the episode where he is a cray man friend that lurks the streets with a chainsaw... that could be used... not on branches... I digress.</div>
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Anyways.... back to Chuck.</div>
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So, I am yelping for Chucks attention (which I get, as well as everyone else in the bird feeder aisle), and he looks at me with a blank look). To which I say, it is me, Caryn.</div>
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Then I say a phrase that could only come from me day drinking... which I am not really doing, but that is the only thing that could ever cause me to say sucha thing... I said, "looking good Chuck".</div>
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What. The.. Hell-o... Just.... Happened?</div>
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It is as if I had a stroke. A massive stroke.</div>
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Right there next to humming bird juice.</div>
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I am sure it sounded creepy.</div>
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Hell, I was creeped out.</div>
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Then all I could do was laugh.</div>
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That just made me look like some sorta mean girl (or a psycho path). Either way.</div>
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Chuck just smiled and looked down.</div>
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Well, because the situation was not strange enough I just stood my ground. I mean, hello, ask me what I have been doing? It is like a ping pong game, I hit and you hit, you know conversation, back and forth. That is when I am lookin' at Chuck and realize... ummmmm, that ain't even Chuck.</div>
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That is when I vowed to no longer talk to anyone.... in the Wal-Mart ever again.</div>
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Until 5 minutes later when I am tryin to make it outta the store to the check out and I am distracted by a bin of outdoor pillows, and I am nearly leaned over looking for matching bird pillows... because really, who does not need those?</div>
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Then someone bumps into my cart.</div>
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I try to ignore them, because maybe it was Chuck ready to conver-sate. Nuh-uh!<br />
I ain't talking, I swore off people.<br />
Then the cart bumper touches my shoulder to say hey.</div>
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(Hello- pandemic- the rona, you're not wearing gloves (not judging, just stating).</div>
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So I look back as the guy is passing me and it is an actual person I know, so I gave a strange hello and kept on rollin. I am sure I looked rude, I mean he is actually a friend.</div>
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Y'all, I am ready for this virus to be gone.</div>
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I need people.</div>
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I need reg socialization.</div>
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I need to never see "Chuck" again.</div>
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I need to start putting my wedding ring back on (but I have really had too many corn dogs and it is a tinge-y tight).</div>
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Are people still reading?</div>
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Day three people... this is HUGE!!</div>
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Let's go back... like to the way back in 2006 , when I married my manfriend. Times were fun and happy and then we have two children (my reasons for waking every morning, literally... each morning they are in my room so I have no choice but to wake up) and then there are the two dogs. #CanWeSayRunOnSentence I am living my best life here, and I really do have all I could have ever dreamed of (except for one of those new million dolla homes off the square and a new truck for my manfriend.. but I digress. I started thinking about how long I have been penning this blog, and it has been almost 10 years! Wha???? I have been sharing the good and the not so pretty, and keeping it mostly PG for a while. I go in and out of my blogging obsession, and I guess since this is a day 3 post in a row... I suppose the obsession is back (insert creepy voice when saying, "I'm baaack!"</div>
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Over the past few months, while on a blog hiatus, I have been a mommin' to my littles, so it is not been very often that I find the time to blog. Since I am currently in the mom trenches, I wanted to reach out to other parents who are in the same season as me! I wanna know things from you 10s! As we all know, mommin' ain't easy, but it is always better to get through the day when you have other moms to talk to.</div>
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Here we go parents.... I wanna know!</div>
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1. Mommin' ain't easy, the days are full and the nights can sometimes be long. Are there ever some days where you just want to wave a white flag and say, "I surrender"? Hello, the kids 1 and momma 0! How do you summon the energy to get back on the mommin' wheel everyday? Prayer? Meditation? Call your nanny? #IfYouHaveOneCanYouShareWithMe #AndPayForIt A sweet tea from the Sonic?</div>
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2. What is a day in your life as a parent? Do your mornings start early with homemade breakfasts (#AreYouRisingAtDawn?) and signing last minute school paperwork, and then you finally get everyone to their schools and give yourself a high five because you survived the hustle and bustle of the morning? Or are you a bit more low key?</div>
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3. What kind of things do you do as a family? Do you go on family walks or play at a local playground, possibly coach a child's sport team, or do you get out and go do something different like an arcade place for kids?</div>
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4. Seriously, are you a weekly meal planner? #WeCantBeFriends Like are you going to the store on Saturday mornings and then spending your Sunday days making freezer meals for the week? Have you tried an instant pot? What does this weekly meal plan consist of?</div>
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5. Every night before bed, I think to myself... tomorrow I will be a better mom. I will not get upset when no one listens or leaves their socks, shoes, and string cheese trash all over the living room! (Every. Single. Day!) Do you ever think of how you are doing as a parent, and think... man, I wish I would have handled that differently? Can you explain a time?</div>
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6. So, your mother comes "bright and early" to take your children for the whole day and night (this doesn't happen to me often... like ever, but for you it might)! How do you fill your time? Take a bath? Do laundry? Get on the "time-suck" that is Pinterest? Go shopping? I would probably try to go on a date with my manfriend! The dates are few and far between, so to be alone all day.... that would be the best! <br />
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7. Has there ever been a momin' moment where you thought, "oh... my.... gosh... I sound just like my mother or father!" What are some things that your parents did or said and now you find yourself doing?<br />
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I guess I am pretty lucky to be schooled by these two, and I daily find myself doing and saying the same things that my parents have said over the years! Who knew, all of the times I thought they knew nothing... my parents really did know what they were talking about! #MindBlown</div>
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8. Have you ever volunteered in your child's school? Are you a PTO parent? Do you have PTO? Do you even know what PTO is? Maybe the homeroom mom??<br />
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9. What is your favorite family trip destination? We love to go to the beach with our family, but I have a feeling our upcoming summer trip will just be so awesome! Look out Mickey... here we come! #KidsDontKnow #YouSeeThemAndTellThem #YouAreDeadToMe</div>
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11. What is something that your family does that makes you bonkers!! #SeriouslyWonky<br />
I get seriously wonkied out when I ask for help doing a chore, and everyone says okay, but their face says.... I would rather bang my head against the floor! Uggggh! For real... just fix your face and put away your stink socks and throw away your Goldfish bag!! #GeeezLouise</div>
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Well, that is all! Not too intrusive, I hope.</div>
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Seriously, I wanna know what you're thinking!!</div>
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Well tens of friends....we meet again! Two days in a row y'all! Now that blog hiatus is done and over with, I feel it is time to get back to the nitty gritty which is my life! That is right, for the past few months, I have been living my best life here at la casa Foresee. Binge watching my shows, having holiday celebrations, and buying maternity wear (that is not a BIG announcement, don't go sharing it with your friends)!</div>
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1. I started binge watching and finished the teenie bopper show, Vampire Diaries.</div>
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Tens! It was like a ba-jillion episodes that I watched in a few short weeks. It was completely ridiculous, and I often found myself in the wee hours of the morning before falling asleep from watching 4 hours of the show thinking...</div>
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if anyone in my B-town high school woulda been a vampire... would I have been friends with them?</div>
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or would a vampire see me and think... ehhh, she is super pale and probably one of us?</div>
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Then I would envision the Salvatore brothers fighting over me.... then I wake up and yep, I am still a momma livin' in B-town.</div>
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One more pic of Stefan...</div>
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After I caught up with my missed sleep from my Vampire Diary days and nights, it was time for gearing up for the holidays! We had family come and stay with us over Thanksgiving, and I am hopeful that this will be a thing we do for this holiday every year! The kids loved being together, and I loved being with my family!</div>
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Did I mention after that Santa and the Missus came over for cocoa and cookies to Honey and G's house!</div>
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Then I realized after some soul searching and picture review that my hair looked sad and too big for my face! So, I needed a new look!</div>
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Yes, y'all, I have curly hair and I straightened it only to curl it. #ThingsThatMakeYouGoHummmmm</div>
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Then there was the re-set from Christmas... don't y'all sometimes just need a bit of a break after the holiday. Well, I def was on a break! I cleaned (man friend would laugh at that), I did laundry... so much laundry, and have tried to settle into the new year!</div>
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During the holidays, I decided to treat myself a little underware shopping. This is something I never do, my drawers look old and my bras are nothing I would parade all over the town. It is just not something that I go and splurge on. It is always a need at the top of the list, but let's be real, bills, meals, and clothes for the children are kinda priority numero 1,2, and 3. El negligee and undergarment-os are nada for momma. #JustSaying So, I was given a few dollars from my grandmother (God bless her) and I went on my way). I went to Dillards and to Vicks Secret, purchased suitable undergarments (what am I? Little House on the Prairie?) Geez!</div>
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Then I stop at a little French place I like to call le Tar-chet (Target for you Americans). I walked by the bra section and was sucked in immediately! I searched around for my size which is like triple letter (I know, be jealous)!, and I find a little stash of my size on a lil lonely rack, ummmmm discounted! Boom! Did not even have the brand tag, but it had the handwritted tag with price, obvi return, and looking back I cannot believe I purchased it (gives me the skeebies to think about what it might have seen when it went home with another), I digress. I get the bra, and I am feeling pretty good and the next day I was feeling pretty lifted (if ya know what I mean)!</div>
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I walk by the bra section, and I happen to see my favorite French no brand bra. I buy it in black (cause black is super sexy, everyone should have an 18.99 black bra on hand... ha)! I look for it in white, but nada, guess its a BIG seller (in that triple letter). I get home and cut the tags from my newest bra, and I begin to place it in the already overstuff underware drawer!</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-1397124003055377582019-03-26T14:11:00.003-05:002019-03-26T14:11:53.549-05:00Where've ya been??? Whatcha doin??<div style="text-align: center;">
Tens!? Are all ten of the readers even there any longer? Prob not, but I just wanted to pop in and make sure that all of you knew that I am still alive!</div>
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People, this blog hiatus has gone on long enough. I have had much to write type about, and plenty of time to share it, but y'all, I... AM... KINDA... LAZY!</div>
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Seriously though, me and my people have been doing well. Keeping busy with school stuff, extra curriculars, and that's really about it! Nothing too crazy exciting has been going on here at la casa de Foresee. (Well, that's a lie, there was the whole I've incorporated a nursing bra into my weekly attire... What? Too much right off the bat? Then there is the mouse thing... and I ain't talking Cinderella's friends. All of that will have to be for another day!)</div>
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<br />The kids are doing well, growing like crazy, and they daily cause me to question my parenting skills (or the fact that I do not have any good skills.... well, none that I will be sharing). My man friend is still here, being manly and super cute (I know he is cringing at me calling him super cute.... he is totally one of my 10s of readers. I hope)</div>
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My baby bear is not so baby any more, he is losing all of his teeth and is OBSESSED with all things basketball and baseball! He is the most active kiddo I have ever met, and his eating has changed from only eating catsup and chicken nuggets to adding in at least 9 bowls of cereal a week! #CinnamonToastCrunch</div>
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My sweet Red.... mommas! She is a ball of fire and sweetness all in the same breath! She is really into watching her fave YouTube family, Shot of the Yeagers (she is obsessed with them as I was with Kirk Cameron back in the day..... #SoDreamy). Then there is the fake glasses..... she is still sporting those all of the time and has really taken on a big interest in doing her hair with different hair styles. Like sleeping in braids and wearing her hair wavy. #IDontGetIt Why ever someone would want the curly crimp look, I guess we just want what we cannot have.</div>
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I see this picture and think, "hello, coulda photoshopped that one a bit", but it is really me for the past few months. I have just been hanging out, trying to be more active with the kids (obvi not working on my hair game), working, and I have really started to focus more on me getting into shape! I even took a before and after picture and if I ever make so much progress that I go from now size to zero, I will share! Ha Until then, I will just have to guard my phone with my life, because if those pics get out it could really ruin my street cred.... #IDontGotNoCred I have been trying to walk, as we are going on a BIG vacay in the summer that entails much walking (details on that to come in future posts)! So I figure, I need to get with the program and start to get my leg a bit stronger and ready to be walking!</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-69146900605543946632018-10-06T22:16:00.001-05:002018-10-06T22:16:23.652-05:00Grand Theft Auto.... Not a Good Look<div style="text-align: center;">
There are some days, that I just wake up and think, "man... I am just winning at life." I have a nice manfriend, our children are fun, we have a place to live and there is food on the table. I have a job, friends, my family is ah-mazing. I really do not have anything to complain about. Then there are days like today.....</div>
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Not really, this morning I looked a little homeless. This is how I left my house this morning. (Obvi not out looking for a boyfriend) So, it is morning at la casa de Foresee. The kids have had a delicious home made breakfast of Fruit Loops (I poured in myself for Brayden... he thinks I'm the best), and Sophia had eggs and fruit (manfriend made her... I think he's the best)! Well, we were starving by 930 (our personal chef had the morning off), so it looked like I would be doing the cooking today. #BOO</div>
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I saw a great recipe for an egg tortilla burrito and it did not disappoint, I hope manfriend wants it for tomorrow too! Anyways, bad thing was, I saw this Pinterest recipe, but all we had in the cabinet was stale Lucky Charms, 1 frozen pancake, sour cream, and some string cheese (none of those things can make the egg tortilla burrito). #DangIt</div>
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I immediately agreed, because I deserved a break already! Ha! I win!</div>
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So, I prepared my best look (as you can see above) and went to the store.</div>
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- Happy Camper t-shirt that is for the parents of my children's school- color of the tee is dark gray, not the best for my skin tone and large enough to fit Andre The Giant (look him up if you do not know him)</div>
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- blue jeans that when I lean forward come unzipped... not because they are too tight.... okay, it is because they are too tight and pretty sure the zipper is busted</div>
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- flip flops FYI, not safe for me to wear when it has been raining, but I was trying to beat the manfriend to the car so I could win the time out to the store</div>
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- make-up (none)</div>
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Anyways, I get to the store... and all of the up close parks are taken, so I drive and drive until an up close one opens up. It was starting to rain, and I was just trying to get in the store quickly as to not get soaked!</div>
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I shop and am out of the store in about 15 minutes</div>
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I got a big ole gully washer drink when I was checking out, so I had my hands full with keys, gully washer, purse, and shopping cart.</div>
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Did I mention that it was raining, and as I was walking out some elderly man offered me a tootsie roll</div>
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(pretty sure it was just the candy he was talking about... not something else (insert awkward emoji face))</div>
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It is raining again and I just start fast walking to the car. I am pushing my unlock button, and start to pull on the back to load up my groceries. As I am speed walking I my super amazing flip flop lost traction on the parking lot, and I lost footing on ye ole broke leg. I fell only a bit, thankful that I had the cart I was holding onto, drink... not so lucky. What-ev.. it is raining, and of course a older gent sees me and asks if I need help. He was putting in his groceries right next to my car. I said I was fine.</div>
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So, still pressing unlock, and not hearing the click of my doors actually unlocking. Then I see that manfriend put a Dallas Cowboy license plate holder on my car, which is super weird because I had to clue he even liked them, but whatever, I digress.</div>
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So, it is raining, I am standing, clicking clicking, nothing nothing, and Santa is watching. I told him I think my car might have died, and that is why my clicker is not working. So I went to manually unlock my car. I could not get that to even work!</div>
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Why me??!</div>
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So, Santa says, "do you need some help," and just comes on over. He tries the keys, nothing. Presses the buttons, and still nothing.</div>
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Now another person in front of my car is sitting in her car just watching the show that is my life.</div>
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I am already digging in my purse that doubles as a snack bag, receipt holder, and panty holder (because sometimes you just need a back up pair).</div>
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Then another helper comes up....</div>
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New stranger- "Is everything okay?"</div>
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Me- "Yes, my clicker is not working and I cannot get in the car."</div>
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New stranger- "hummmm, that's my car."</div>
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Y'all, it was not even my fa-reeking car!</div>
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Santa started laughing and made some weird comment, "someone musta had a really good night last night?" Then he had some strange hillbilly laugh, and I just thought for certain he would then say I sure did have a pretty mouth.</div>
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I was so embarrassed, and just apologized for trying to get into her car, she just wanted me to move because she was getting wet and did not want to have a convo. I started doing my fast walk again, remembering in that instant where I parked my car (on the other side of the parking lot)!</div>
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All I could do was get in the car and call my momma! I lit-ter-ally died a thousand deaths out there in that lot, and coulda been arrested and booked for grand theft auto, and I woulda dragged Santa down with me!</div>
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Crack 2 eggs in a bowl, add milk, chives, salt and pepper. Whisk it up.</div>
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Poor into a skillet that has melted butter. Cook eggs all the way through, never stirring them (about 4-5 minutes), and slide off onto your plate. It will look like a tortilla (but it is an egg that will be used as a tortilla!</div>
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- Add salsa in a strip down the middle (I only like salsa with chips, but today... it worked)</div>
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-Add black beans on top of the salsa (not a fan... until today)</div>
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-Then 2 pieces of cooked bacon (I heart bacon)</div>
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- top with avocado (whaaaaaaa?? so good)</div>
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- shredded cheese (I. DIE.. FOR... CHEESE)</div>
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Fold over and eat it up like a taco!</div>
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It was so delicious and filling!! I will be repeating this in the morning!</div>
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A little extra: I was so proud of my new recipe and told my mother all about it, which she informed me that is too much work, especially when Sonic has a great burrito option! So, if you are like my precious momma and the above seems like a lot of work... head to Sonic and go getcha some!</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-51193694790374436792018-09-12T22:40:00.000-05:002018-09-12T22:52:50.090-05:00#SlagleStrong<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Evening friends... go ahead and grab a cup of coffee (not my fave, but if it is yours please fill up), pull up a bowl of chips (or celery... seriously, how are we friends), and grab a nice comfy seat on your couch. Oh yea, and I might need for you to grab a tissue (or five).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Tens.... I would love for you to meet one of my oldest and dearest friends...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Tens.... Lindsey (I know, you cannot see full face, but that hair y'all! I die for my hair to blow in the wind like that! (Insert eye rollin' emoji, cause it ain't ev-a gonna happen for "big perm")</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Okay, here is the genealogy. We go ways back...so far back that I could ride a bike with no hands, jump rope without peeing, and wear Keds. As you can tell, none of that is recent. We have been friends for as long as I can remember:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">her running around with our Quail Run kids gang (don't get concerned, it was just a group of kids that played together from sun up to sun down)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">crazy days during high school and college</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">we have worked together</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">there was even a short stint when she lived with me at la casa Curry</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">she even sang in my wedding.... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Point of the story is, I have adored her and our friendship.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Now, you have met my friend, but this story is about so much more.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Years, and years ago, in fact, I can distinctly remember sitting in a gas station parking lot with my friend (we were dealing with some heavy stuff.... that doth not need to be part of this story), but I can remember sitting in a that lot (in Avoca of all places) and we were talking BIG decisions. Life altering decisions. After talking stuff out, we sat in silence, and I prayed at that moment for God to please send my friend a good and kind man that would be able to take care of and provide for her. Someone that would stand by her side when it seemed like others had not been up for the job. A man that would love her like no other.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">It was a few years later, but as I know the Lord's timing and my timing are not always the same. I like things done speedy quick and he does things at a different pace (sllllllllooooower pace... like, insert turtle emoji here kinda pace)! His timing is always perfect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">He sent her Nick.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Nick Slagle.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I will be honest... first meeting... I was like.... oh, he's tall, like lanky tall.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">(I only thought that to myself and now all 10 of you know my deepest thoughts, sorry Nick, but-ya ain't short!)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Looking back, I knew he was the man that was sent specifically for my friend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I knew that he would care for her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">He would be a great provider.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">He would be her best friend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">He would be an amazing father.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Oh, yeah, I have not even told you about that.....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">They have a few children. Not like Duggar numbers, but still 4! Four ah-mazing "little women".</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I guess you can tell they have their hands full (look at that lil nugget Lucy Kate)!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">In June, Nick was suffering from a terrible headache. So bad that it lasted for over a week. Lindsey encouraged a quick trip to the er, just to get Nick some much needed relief. This visit turned into a CT scan, then an MRI, and then a few days later emergency brain surgery to remove a massive brain tumor in his frontal right lobe.....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">WHAAAA?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">How does that even happen? Nick is 37. Nick has a wife. Nick is a dad. Nick is healthy. Nick just had a fa-reeking headache.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">This is where I will let my friend Lindsey discuss.... imagine her in a really sweet southern teacher type voice....</span></div>
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<span style="color: #001000; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">(Okay, this is Caryn, and this line just gets me right in the heart. I cannot imagine even dealing with this thought of my most precious man-friend.)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Back to Lindsey....</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">On June 12, after having a headache for about a week, I took Nick, my always healthy husband, to the ER. I really wanted a CT scan, but I didn’t want the resulting mass it showed. The CT turned into an MRI which turned into an emergency transport to Springfield, MO. The neurosurgeon confirmed a nightmare: Nick had a massive brain tumor in his right frontal lobe, and it had to come out. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">We were sent home to spend a few days with our girls, while the hospital got the necessary equipment to remove the whopper of a tumor from my precious husband’s brain. We have four remarkable girls, ranging in age from 18 months to 13 years old. Nick told them that he had a brain tumor and had to have surgery. He handled it beautifully, as did the girls, but it was one of the most heartbreaking moments of my entire life. The surgery on June 20 was a success. Most of the tumor was removed, and Nick has healed well from surgery. The tumor was sent to Mayo for a biopsy, and he was diagnosed with Anaplastic Astrocytoma, which is a grade III tumor. (I mentioned heartbreaking conversations- telling our children that their Daddy has terminal brain cancer tops the list for me.) This kind of cancer always recurs. There is no cure or remission. He has been treated as Glioblastoma, grade IV, with extended radiation and chemotherapy treatment plans. He has two days left of radiation and his first chemo cycle. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">We have adjusted to our New Normal. What I cannot adjust to is the prognosis. At Nick’s two-week post-op appointment, we were told that 60% of patients with this type of cancer are still alive at five years, and 40% of that group are still alive at ten years. After that, there is not data. One of out every four AA3 patients mutate into glioblastoma, which has an 18-month prognosis. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">Let me put this in perspective for you. This is what weighs on my heart.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">In five years, our oldest will be starting her freshman year of college. In five years, our twins will be 15. In five years, our baby, little Lucy Kate, will be starting first grade. In five years, Nick and I will be 42. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">I want my children to have years with him. I have seen the incredible father that he is to our older girls, and I want that for Lucy Kate. I see how the outline of his heart has shaped their daily lives- and I want his imprint on Lucy Kate’s future. I want him in Lucy Kate’s present. These precious, darling, intelligent girls of ours need their Daddy. They need him today and tomorrow and next year and in five years and in ten and beyond that. I want years with him. I desperately want to grow old with him. I want to proudly stand next to him as our daughters grow into the wonderful, Spirit-filled, courageous, young women that I know they will be. I want to hold his hand as we watch our girls walk across the stage at their high school and college graduations. I want to watch him walk his daughters down the aisle at their weddings. I want to see him hold his grandbabies the way he held his own. I know that none of us are guaranteed to have any of these days. I wake up every day and am thankful for the best day of my life. Today is the best day because I wake up to five other people breathing in my home. Everyone is alive. Everyone is here. It won’t always be this way, so I can’t imagine anything better than it is right now. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">I have faith in God’s Plan, and I always have. Our girls know that God is in control and that He holds their sweet Daddy in His hands every second, and we are a strong family because of our faith. As I look back on the last three months, He has cleared the trees from our path before I even knew they were there. You’d think that terminal brain cancer would be a forest in the road, but nope. All the trees were removed, and our path was cleared. God has known that this would be our road to travel long before either of us were even in each other’s lives. Hadley and I were talking yesterday (as she was bummed about a personal ten-year-old girl thing), and she said that God always has a plan. She said that maybe the whole reason God brought Mama and Daddy together to fall in love all those years ago was because Mama knew to listen to God when Daddy’s headache didn’t go away. She knew to listen to God when He said “NORTHWEST” in the car when she was headed to Mercy. One of the cleared trees in our path was the ER doctor at Northwest, Dr. Purcell. He listened to my request for a CT, and he also was able to get Nick to an excellent neurosurgeon at Cox, Dr. Spurgeon. She referred us to an excellent medical team at Highland, and we could not be more thankful. My eyes can’t see past the horizon, but God’s plan is perfect, and I am so thankful for a Mighty God that sees everything. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">We have an opportunity to possibly keep our family together for longer. To give Nick more years. To allow my children’s father to be here and be present and raise them. To give Nick time to live. We are in the process of getting him qualified for a device called the Optune device. Optune is a device that Nick would wear on his head that will create wave-like electric fields to slow or stop the division of cancer cells. It has even shown to destroy some of them. This means that a tumor recurrence is far less likely for as long as he wears the Optune device. No tumor recurrence means extended quantity of life. This is incredible. There are glioblastoma patients who have lived for five years wearing the Optune device. This is remarkable new technology. The only downside? It rents for $21,000 A MONTH. We are working with insurance to see if they will cover it. We’re learning that generally they only cover GBM (grade IV) patients, but since it has been recommended by the medical team and it goes along with the rest of his treatment, we are praying that insurance will cover it. </span><br />
<br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Lato,Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;" />
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">When we first told people about Nick’s diagnosis in June, I was asked multiple times per day if we had a GoFundMe. When I said no, I was asked if I wanted one set up on our behalf. I always said that we didn’t need one, but that I was grateful for the concern and I would be sure to let someone know if we ever needed something like that. I have felt so overwhelmed with gratitude for the support and prayers we have received from our friends and our community, and it was really hard to imagine anything more. We honestly didn’t need anything else. I am working hard with our property management company, and Nick is doing everything he can from home. We don’t have outrageous expenses and live a very normal, reasonable life. Regardless of how hard we work, or the sacrifices made, there is no way we could increase our monthly income by an extra $21,000 a month in the next 40 days to cover the cost of this literal life saving device. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #333333; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "lato" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">While I don’t like being in the position of asking for things, keeping my husband alive, if given the opportunity, is far more important than my pride. I will continue to work hard to provide for our family. I will continue to proudly stand beside my husband every step of the way. I will continue to have faith in our Mighty God. I will continue to ask for prayers from all of you. I will continue to be so proud of my husband, because Nick teaches me what being #SlagleStrong truly means. I will ask that if you feel led, you share and/or donate to our GoFundMe, so we can give Nick the best chance to spend more years showing us all how to be #SlagleStrong</span><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Y'all, can you even imagine?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Nick has been so strong during this situation and so transparent about the journey that he is on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">You can follow him on Facebook or their page <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/SlagleStrong/" target="_blank">Slagle Strong</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I would also encourage you to pray for Nick.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Pray for an amazing healing from this cancer</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Pray that this cancer that is terminal... would in fact not be terminal AT ALL. That he does go into remission and that doctors will just sit in shock... wondering how did that guy just do that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Pray for Nick to have physical and mental strength.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Pray that during his dark days he will be reminded that he has so many people supporting him and praying for him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Pray for his doctors and all of the care givers that he see regularly. Pray that they know the best treatments and will know how to care for him BEST.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Pray for my sweet Lindsey as she cares for Nick, but also their 4 daughters, their home, their family business, their dinners, their laundry, their everything. She will need to be covered in your prayers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Pray for their babies.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Y'all, please pray for them to have the best medicine to keep Nick with them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Pray that their financial needs will be met during this time, and that there will not be a moment when they open an envelope and think, how can we handle that!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">A <a href="https://www.gofundme.com/slaglestrong" target="_blank">Go-Fund Me</a> page has been started to help them during this time... and if you could please consider blessing them with $1.00, $5.00, whatever... I know that this would be so helpful for them at this time.</span></div>
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<a href="https://www.gofundme.com/slaglestrong" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">You can help here....</span></a></div>
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I wish I would have shared their story earlier than today, but friends, I have been praying that this just magically goes away.</div>
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Nick's story has reached sooooooo many people.</div>
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They have been able to speak with other families that are currently dealing with this same kind of cancer. Lindsey has been able to speak with spouses and learn how they are coping with their situation. Social media is an amazing thing.</div>
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Who knows.... maybe you know someone that has this same cancer and they are alive and thriving. You could get in contact with the Slagle's and you could be such an encouragement to their family.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">If anything, Nick's story has changed the way I look at things in my day to day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I am tryin to not sweat the small stuff, and focus on things that really matter. The other day, while we were at the camp site, and our children were fighting, it was hot, I was annoyed that I did not have a wine bottle opener, and we were talking about bills (I know, a poop storm of conversation... at the campsite)! Then I just started laughing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Man-friend for sure thought I was crazy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I laughed, thinking, what in the world are we even complaining about.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">My sweet Lindsey and her Nick would probably die to be in our shoes right now, arguing about these ridic things, and right now, they are sitting in their home, worrying about staying healthy, keeping germs out of the house, Nick's hair falling out (it had just started on that day), and wondering what their tomorrow might hold.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">We instantly looked at the dark night sky filled with stars... and turned our focus to things that really matter.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Looking at those stars I prayed for Nick again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">My original prayers were for God to send an amazing man to my friend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">He did.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Now, I am asking Him to heal my friend, so he can enjoy a lifetime of making memories.</span></div>
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10s.... it was my BIG birthday this past week. I am no longer a young lady but a mature... 39. 39! One more year closer to 40. The BIG 4-0! Eeeps!</div>
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This will be the 3rd time I have stated this phrase....</div>
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39 is going to be my year.</div>
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I have no idea what that even means or what I am going to be doing to make 39 "my year", but I am sure that it will be exciting!</div>
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I wanted to do a little post about 39 things that I have learned about life (but hello, I am learning new things erryday), and then I thought maybe I would blog about 39 things I want to do with my year (but then I thought, what if I do not even mark 3 things off of the list.... I will later feel like when the 4-0 comes a knocking that I spent year 3-9 not making it, but wasting it. Ya dig?</div>
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Welp, here goes nothing..... These are my hopes for the year.</div>
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Some of you may read this list and be like.....wha???? That is super lame.</div>
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My husband may read this list and be like..... a lil stressed!</div>
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Others may read this and laugh about it.... but I wanna make it happen (or at least, try)! Some of the things might be little, like a simple thing for you, but if it is on my list... it might be a BIG thing for me to just put forth the effort to get it done (so don't be judging)!</div>
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1. I have already tried to put this into play, but I am trying to have a gentler tone with my people. Trying to hold my tongue, instead of making a smart remark (to my manfriend), and trying to watch my tone instead of addressing my littles with anger. I am sure none of you do this! Sometimes, after a long day, I am tired. I want to come home and relax, but everyone else is needing my attention. I sometimes (most times) get a bit frazzled and just fa-reek out! I have noticed day by day that my people sometimes do this too (well hello.... wonder where they have seen that nut-ball behavior??) I would like to say their father (insert laughing face) but much does come from their mutha! It is crazy, I try to be so patient, kind, and calm to others... but when it comes to my own people, I can sometimes lose it! So, first thing on the list.... have a softer heart to those who love me most and best. The time I am spending with them is small (considering my time at work) and then we are only spending about 4-5 waking hours together. Be kind</div>
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2. Those 4-5 hours during the week go by quickly. Not talking weekends, but with school starting back things will be crazy busy. Getting homework done, extra curriculars, and any other things that pop up in the week. I am always saying how I want to be more intentional with my time, but here we go..... when we are awake I want to be immersed in my people. I do not want to be the momma at the table with the phone in her face... looking at what others might be doing with their day or for their dinner (I can do that after all of my people are asleep).</div>
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On Saturday morning, Sophia and I went to the grocery store, and on the way home she was saying how she really does like spending time with me. I smiled, because our conversations are usually interrupted by little brother, the tv, or just a few moments of quiet. She then asked if when we got home, could she and I take a little walk around the block. She said that she knew I had to get the groceries out and get the dogs walked before the rain (so she already understood I had stuff to do, but thought she would ask anyways). I pulled in the garage, opened her door and headed for the sidewalk. She was confused (since there were ice cream sandwiches in the back of the car)…. but I just told her that those things were not important.... she was most important and my time with her is the most special thing I have. She held my hand the whole way around the block.</div>
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I need more times like this with my people, making sure that they know they are important.</div>
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3. I would like to date my manfriend.</div>
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Ha! Seems silly now that I type that, but it is something that I am really needing to do.</div>
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Here we are going on year 12 (wha…….???) and I feel like our time together (alone) is a rarity! The whole reason I got into this whole marriage deal was because of him... his nice smile.... his kind heart.... <strike>his love for talking</strike> (just kidding), but we started this whole thing together, and I don't ever want us to get so bogged down with the not fun stuff (chores, finances, taking people to and fro, lack of sleep, work) that we start to lose our spark. In the past, dating for us has been when we have an extra few bucks or, once every few months, or maybe it is someone's birthday or a BIG event, but we should start making our relationship a priority!! No pressure... manfriend!!</div>
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4. Sunday! Yesterday, my family gathered at my Moss' (that is a great-grandmother) home for dinner. My sister had just gotten home from her 9 weeks away at KALEO and we have recently moved my Moss into a new place (in a lil retirement community). It has already been a BIG summer. Anyways, dinner was good and it was a nice time just to come together for a bit and catch up. One thing I remember growing up was going to my grandparents house for Sunday lunch. We would go out after church, have a lunch (that looking back, I am wondering if my MamMaw started prepping it on Thursday), and my whole family was there. Aunts. Uncles. Cousins. Grands. Sometimes even friends of theirs. Their dining table was always full, the kitchen table would hold the spread and I would sit at the kid table (because, hello.... I was a child)! Memories. I loved it growing up, and after Sunday dinner yesterday... I have made a firm decision that I am bringing back family lunch/ dinner!! Whose coming over for dinner???</div>
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5. Speaking of Sunday dinner.... let's talk about my Sunday mornings, that have been lazily spent not taking my family to church. Sunday is coming.... and it is time for us to be back at church. Sometimes after the loooooong week, I am anxious for just a day to be lazy, but my choice to be lazy is time that I need to have my children and myself in the church. I grew up in the church. If the doors were open, we were in the building. My mother volunteered, we were in Sunday school, did choir, ect…. and I cannot believe that I have been so lax about this the past months! I can def tell that something has been missing in our days... and it is a whole lotta Jesus.</div>
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A few months ago, the kids went forward at a church event and asked Jesus to come into their heart and be the Lord and Savior of their lives. It was such an amazing moment, and one that we had discussed with them for awhile. I do not want them to forget that moment but build on that relationship with God and learning the word and keeping that in their hearts. This is the most important thing that I can do for my children.</div>
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6. With all of the above... me trying to be so present with all of my people, Sunday dinners, and more time at church, and dating my manfriend, I know the 10s of you are thinking... hello, I will have no free time! Ha! I guess I will just have to be really particular about my time!</div>
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For the past few years, I have really wanted to focus on being healthier, try to work out, get my super model bod started! Well, life gets in the way and I sometimes have to take a back seat because of everyone else's needs! When I turn 40.... I want to look a bit different! Physically! What if I shoot to lose<strike> 30</strike>...<strike> 25.</strike>.. 20 pounds. It is possible. It is a toddler, but it is possible! Ever since ye ole broke leg thing, and let's be honest the whole year of 2015/2016, I just kinda have pulled an Elsa and "Let It Go"! Letting myself go.</div>
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I take my supplements that I love, but I am not always putting the best stuff in my body! So, maybe what I am putting in is working against the good I am trying to do!</div>
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Time for a change. I am going to try to shed 20 pounds by July 27th 2019!!</div>
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7. Talk about letting myself go.... I just got my hair done a few weeks ago, and it had not been done in over a year! My hair was brown and gray... not a good combo! I was looking a bit sad with my weird dirty blonde hombre look. That little bit of self care made me feel good. It put a bit of a pep in my step, and made me feel like my old self. I would like to start doing a little bit more of taking care of me! Get my hair done. Go on a walk. Take a nap. Get my nails done</div>
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8. Get my nails done! Ha, how about stop biting my nails! It is not a good look.</div>
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9. Manfriend... ignore this.... I wanna re-paint my kitchen cabinets, and the ones in the laundry room. There, I said it. It might take me a month of late late nights, but I am ready for a new look in the kitchen!</div>
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10. What is happening in my front and backyard friends? I have been doing a lot of "talking" about landscaping, but let's be clear.... we ain't sittin' in the lap of luxury over here! If I could start small, pulling up the weeds, then pulling up the plants that have gotten so large (that are really weeds), dig up the overgrown stuff, trim up some bushes, maybe I could even make some of the flowerbeds larger.... I don't know, but they need help! It is time for the talking to be put into action! </div>
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11. This one is big y'all! I really want to work to pay off debt. How amazing would it be to be debt free!? It is a hard pill to swallow, we are working for a paycheck to pay all of these bills, and we don't get to enjoy the things we work so hard to have! Ughhhh, debt!! I would love to hear how you are paying off yours! Any tips for someone getting started??</div>
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12. I would like to get more recent photos printed of our family! It seems like we had family pictures taken a few years ago, and I have never gotten anything more recently printed! Ha! All of our photos are from when the kids were pre-k and a few kinder school pics! </div>
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13. Also, I would like to organize the kids baby books and photo albums from the years!</div>
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14. Hello, also, have our wedding photo album printed. During my 6 week stint of bedrest, I uploaded all of our wedding pictures and wanted to do a Shutterfly photo album! I guess I got tired and never got the book made! Looks like my nights are going to be busy!!</div>
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15. Get my kids off the pizza, chicken nugget, ketchup diet! It is time for me to stop making so many meals in the evening and get them eating what manfriend and I eat!! Tonight we will dine on spaghetti and meatballs!! That is right... we will all dine on the same meal. Pray for us, it could be a long night (spent at the kitchen table)!</div>
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16. Dear Chick-fila.... since # 6 is happening, me stopping at your establishment 3 times a week to eat a bacon egg biscuit will have to stop! We are over, and hopefully the money I will save I can put towards number 11. Sincerely, Caryn</div>
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17. For that matter.... Dear Sonic and my sweet friend who greets me so chipperly every morning.... I will no longer be stopping by for my Route 44 sweet teas. I will be saving my $2.64 and be bringing my drinks from home!! I will forever miss our mornings together, Caryn</div>
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18. Become a little bit more focused on cleanliness. I am not saying that we are rolling around in filth, but I am saying that I could pay a lil bit more attention to the toilets and kitchen floors! Maybe if I did just a little bit a day. Make sure the dishes are washing at the end of the night and not sitting in the sink. Try keeping up with the laundry and folding it when it comes out of the dryer (do not throw it onto the floor)! Clean the bathrooms 1 time a week, the next time I get a stomach bug I will forever be thankful for this new attention to cleanliness.</div>
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19. In the spring, I really do want to run in the Gold Rush marathon in our town. I know that will consist of practice... running. I have the fall and winter to try to get there so I can do this with the kids and the manfriend in the spring. It could happen!</div>
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19. Take a road trip. I had been planning on taking a road trip with the kids to go and visit cousins. I have been wanting to do this for soooooo long, but taking 2 children in the car, alone! Shheesh! I would like to do more fun memory making things with them, and let them make memories with my cousins children! I loved my time growing up with my cousins. We had meals together, went to school together, played, vacationed together... and I want my babies to do this stuff too!!</div>
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20. How hard and expensive would it be for me to put hardwood floors in my house (this will not help me get close to number 11, but man.... it will really look nice! Just saying number 20 may not happen... but if it did, I would not be upset about it.</div>
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21. The blog.... I used to blog more consistently about the days and nights... but it has taken a back seat. I loved to document the things that were going on with our fam, but there just are not enough minutes in the night! However, I really want to bring it back! I do love to look back on posts from a year or years ago, it makes my heart so happy.</div>
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22. Am I done having babies?</div>
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I am just going to leave that right there. It would really cause a hiccup in number 11, number 6, 20, 19, well... a lot of things. Maybe I am too old, but maybe I am not done. Manfriend... ignore this.</div>
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23. I want to start reading with the kids at nighttime. My kids are not big fans of books, however, they are big fans of the ipad. We need a little less IPAD and a whole lotta reading in our house.</div>
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24. Try connecting with my friends again. Ugh.... I miss my girlfriends. I am not bragging, but I kinda had the best friends. They are the kinds that would do anything for you and just make you better. We have gotten older, married, have had children... you know had to have grown up lives... but I think it is time that I can have friends and do things with them again. Maybe a dinner here, drinks, there, maybe start a bunco group that meets 1 time every month. Sometimes, momma just needs a little bit of girl time.</div>
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25. I need to plan Sophia's birthday party. This should not really be on the list, but it is something I need to get on! She will be 9 on the 2nd, and we will be having a birthday party for her in a few weeks. This is also something I know will get done and will be easy for me to mark off the 39 list! Boom!!</div>
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26. Try to do more home-cooked meals. I do enjoy cooking, sometimes I do not always love it, but it is always appreciated by my guy. If I could at least have the ingredients to make something, so we are not sitting around at 6 trying to figure out what to eat!</div>
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27. Frame my children's artwork. When I got married, we would go to my SIL's house and she would frame my niece and nephews artwork. I loved the way they looked and it made the kids so proud that their momma loved it so much that it earned a forever spot on the wall! I really do like that idea, and it will help clean up the clutter on their dressers and in my cabinets.</div>
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28. I want to master my left and right splits again. That is right, I have a year to stretch and get my splits back! FYI, it has been 1998 since I did a split (I was 19) but today I am throwing down the challenge... I will have my splits (hopefully my uterus will not fall out... or if number 22 comes to fruition, it will not fall out)! It will be filmed! Get ready! IT... IS... HAPPENING!!</div>
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29. Hold a plank for longer that 1 minute. I have been working on this for a week or so, and I can do 2 totaling 40 ish seconds (my counting, not an actual stopwatch counting).</div>
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30. I really want to try yoga. Where might one start.... is there a good video to try or do you suggest going to do yoga in front of others.... where I look sad (and possibly pee my pants).</div>
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31. Get more organized! I have a planner.... I just need to use it, you know write important things in there!</div>
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32. Since I am getting organized, it is time to get rid of the junk in my house. My children do not wear size 5T anymore... so let it go. I am not going to wear my wedding lingerie.... so let it go. I am not every going to use that 1/4 of a bottle of detergent in the cabinet.... I do not like the smell of it, so I should let it go.... in fact, it is probably no longer a liquid but has become a hardened substance in the bottle.... let it go! Our garage needs some attention as well. Manfriend has been on this for years, but I am a hoarder (I come by this naturally... it is genetic) and I can not let him throw things out... but this year... we will let things go!!</div>
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33. If the phone rings... answer it. Heck, at least call people back within 24 hours! It is a struggle and probably why I do not have so many friends!! If I want time with my friends... I need to be a friend to others.</div>
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34. Invest in others... make sure that they know how much I care for and love them. Over the past few years, I have witnessed friends (old and new) go through hard times, and if I can be there for them in a small way, just to ease something they are going through, or let them know I care, them I think that is great. I love when people do this for me.</div>
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35. Try not to be so concerned about what others think.</div>
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36. Ride a bike again... to the square. I will obvi need a cushy seat and a pillow for my parts to sit on! My town has become a bike riding mecca, and I am 39... and it is time that I take part. Maybe I could get a lil bike with a basket, to carry my phone in case I fall or almost die. Some people are riding from our town to another one 30 minutes down the road... I will not be a follower like these people, or join one of their biking gangs, but I do think that I would like to be able to ride a bike... to the square.... from my house.... with my family.</div>
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37. Put something into our savings account. Anything. $50.00. Just something...</div>
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38. Read<strike> 10</strike> okay that seems like a lot... maybe 5 books in a year. I used to be a reader. At the beach, I even read 2 books (in a week), surely I can read 5 in a year! Maybe if my children see me less on the FB and more in a real book, then they will be more excited about reading!! #JustAThought</div>
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39. Be happy. I know I am posting all of these things that I want to do this year.. this 39th year, but what I really want most is to enjoy this life that I am creating.</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-75535695579427934222018-07-16T22:58:00.000-05:002018-07-16T23:08:44.040-05:0041 Years of Livin' and Lovin'<div style="text-align: center;">
Today was BIG y'all!</div>
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My parents celebrated their 41st anniversary!</div>
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Just to think... this is where it all started. Just a couple a kids attending dances in what seems to be matching denim dance attire.</div>
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#TheyWereTheOldSchoolJustinAndBritney</div>
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Too bad JT and Britney did not survive the matching denim stage like Mike and Amy!</div>
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Lets see, 41 years... let us take a stroll down memory lane</div>
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These two, they have been together since high school (whhhhhaaaa, high school). Think about it, if you woulda married your high school love..... Hummmmmmm. Okay, that is over!</div>
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After years together, many dates, late nights sitting on my MamMaw and PapPaw's couch, they decided to marry. Talk about livin' on love... my dad worked at a grocery store while momma taught piano out of their house. Then the children....</div>
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shortly after..... Jason</div>
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Then they thought... what is one more... sweet baby Richard</div>
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It is safe to say that these three learned much about family from our parents. We love each other fiercely and are each others best friends. Our parents are amazing role models who showed love, kindness, patience (sooooo much patience, those Curry 3 were tough in the teen years), and commitment to each other (no matter what)!</div>
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You would think that with those 2 kids... having these 3 kids..... that we woulda worn them down!</div>
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Then comes Katie.... the 4th. Possibly the favorite #JustSayin</div>
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After all of these years, our family has grown by a manfriend.... my Aron (yes, tens.... he has a name)</div>
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Who knew that so much love would come from these two. I am blessed to have a front row seat, and I am glad to be a part of the years to come.</div>
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Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!!</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-46408130885779088412018-07-15T16:00:00.000-05:002018-07-15T16:00:08.138-05:00Saying good-bye (insert saddest emoji face)<div style="text-align: center;">
Tens... the drive home from the beach is the pits!</div>
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*Note to self... get a super high payin' job where I can just live on the beach! (JK, my boss might be reading this)!</div>
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We woke up super early (4AM)! Bah, who even does that??</div>
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At least I will have much to reflect on for the 12 hour car ride!</div>
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We had such a fun time! Who is going with us next year?? Thankful for my parents who make this trip possible for us each year! It is so much planning and making sure we all get to where we need to be so we can be together. Dad and Mom... you are the best (I am pretty sure they are not ones of the tens)!</div>
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What do you do for vacation? You and your spouse? You and your friends? Do you do BIG family trips? Maybe we will see ya at the beach next year!!</div>
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I am just keepin' it reals, when we go on family vacation, it is the most laid back time ever!</div>
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Our crew stays in the same condo together, we breakfast together, beach together, swim some more together, snack some together, and dine in our pajamas... you guessed it, together!</div>
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When gearing up for this family week, I can guarantee all of the above will happen.</div>
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1. I will over-pack my children's suitcase. I will pack so many clothes/ outfits, and they will only wear their swimsuits and their underwares! Why do I do this when I know they will not wear any of these things?? It would save our backs from lifting the suitcase of 12 outfits for each child, if I would just pack more appropriately! #ThereIsAlwaysNextYear</div>
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2. I will overpack myself! I will even pack dresses. Wha???? Am I going to church?? Why do I this! The only thing I wear is my pajamas, undies, and swimsuit! I even wash the stuff I wear that day, so honestly, I could re-wear all of it the next day! I could possibly just throw my stuff in a Wal-Mart sack and be good!!</div>
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3. The day we leave for vacation, it could be a quick vacay to the next town over, and I will start my period! I... DIE! Every. Single. Time! #SharkBait I could not have a cycle for months, but send me to the beach and I am sure to start! #TisMyLife With the murder scene down unda… I will be completely paranoid in a swimsuit. I am just waitin' for the moment where I am sitting in the sand with my babies building a sand castle, and I leave a mess on the white sand. Or that I will be out frolickin' in the waves and I am attacked my a hammerhead shark! #YesIHaveTheseThoughts</div>
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4. I will wear my family out with pictures! Here are all of my people, they want to sleep on the beach, or make a sandwich, or sit in their pajamas.... and I feel it is the best time for a photoshoot! I cannot help it, I love to not only be in the moment, but document it! I love to look back over our time!!</div>
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5. That sun zaps all of my energy! Those first few days: the long drive, long days outside playing, and visiting will wear a girl out! So, the first few nights, I am out like a light... possibly right after dinner while people are still cleaning the kitchen! It is so sad, I do not even make a bed for the kids to sleep or tell them good-night!</div>
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6. The last thing, and I am sure some will judge... I will eat cookies for breakfast most of the days we are there. The other days it is sugar toast! #ObviNotWatchinMyWeight #OrMySugarIntake</div>
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Y'all, this is just how we do vacay!</div>
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We have arrived!! That was the longest drive, and shocks beyond shocks.... the manfriend let me drive (ummmmmm, this nev-er happens). Sadly, I had to drive through all of the small town stretch (this is about 3 hours of no bueno cruise control in a 40-60 mph speed trap and lotza police along the way), and then I drove the last 1.5 or so (in the pitch black dark). FYI... this chick does not see very well at night, but I pushed through and got us to the Turquoise Place in Perdido Key!!!!</div>
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When I saw that building it was as if the heavens sang!</div>
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When we arrived, it was late (almost midnight) and all of our people were awake and waiting for us. If only our people were this excited to see us everyday!</div>
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The kids were full of energy, my parents (I am sure) were thankful we got there so they could have a break from Larry and Moe, and my sister... well, I just could not stop huggin' on her! It has been weeks since we last saw her, and I was just over the moon with excitement!!</div>
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The first day was spent swimming, lazy riverin, and swimming some more! Then when we were bored with all of that we headed for the beach!</div>
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Look at how tan I am (try not to be so jealous)!</div>
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Even Uncle Richard is doing a happy dance because we are finally here at the beach!</div>
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Oh, what a fun way to start this week of fun and relaxation!!</div>
Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-2302767886652342812018-07-12T22:37:00.004-05:002018-07-12T22:37:45.834-05:00Finally, the 76 days have come and gone....<div style="text-align: center;">
For months and months, I have been on a countdown for vacation!! Yes, the kids and I would actually discuss how we had 76 days left until we go on vacay! The time has come and we are having the most fun with our family.</div>
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Yes, y'all, family. I have many friends that travel with friends, or just their core group of family members, but we travel with parents, brothers, sisters, and who ever else would like to join! We are BIG on togetherness and vacation is just a fun time for us to be with our people.</div>
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This vacation did start a lil different. My parents took the kids early (like three days early)!</div>
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By this picture they were like.... mom, you can go now!!<br />
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Yes, the manfriend and I had a vacation before the real vacation. We have not been without our little people.... ever. So, at first we were sad, then dinner time came and we did not have to feed anyone, and then bedtime came and we discovered we did not have to go to bed.... we could watch a movie, and then the middle of the night came and no one walked through the bedroom to pee in our bathroom and then stop at my bedside on the way back to ask if they could sleep with me!</div>
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It... Was... AMAZING!!</div>
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I think it was just the lil break we needed to sit, talk, hang out... just connect!</div>
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We ate out for all but one meal, had afternoon drinks, and even went to the movies (in the daytime)! I miss those three days....</div>
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I am not sure that during this time, the kids were missing us much. Their days and nights were filled with fun with their Honey and G. Swimming, eating, reading, picture drawing, more swimming, lazy rivering, and then there was beach fun! Did I also mention they got to go and pick up their Kitty (my lil sister, who is spending the summer in Destin)!!<br />
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Oh, what a reunion!</div>
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Bring on the Turquoise Place!!<br />
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-50772732113313486992018-06-01T23:42:00.000-05:002018-06-01T23:42:08.996-05:00Cadaver Parts + Me = Future Strong Woman Contestant<div style="text-align: center;">
I know what y'all have probably been thinking....</div>
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Caryn hasn't shared anything since her last post about Mr. Gooberstein, so that must mean one of the following things:</div>
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1. Mr. Gooberstein has become one of the tens of readers of the blog and has taken me captive, and will not release me until I take down the post. </div>
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2. Or, possibly I have decided to take-a step back from being an over-sharer (yay, my family would rejoice)! Too bad fam, I love sharin'</div>
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3. She was taking down those Christmas decorations in her house, fell off her trusty barstool that she uses as a ladder, hit her head and got amnesia! She has still not recovered and forgot that she has this lil ole blog with 10s of readers!</div>
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Okay, welp, none of the above has happened.</div>
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Seriously, I have had sooooo much to share (it is summer, school is done, sports stars in the making, vacation is approaching, and then there was Dave Matthews (and there is soooooo much more), but when the night comes a callin', I begin a-sleepin' and the laptop just sits closed on the floor!</div>
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Updates of the above will come soon, with other randomness, but I did want to catch the few, the faithful up on my klickity-klack knee.</div>
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Let me take you back, in case you do not remember. Last September, the day after my anniversary, I was stepping out of the shower to grab a towel (I know, mental picture), but I was stepping out over my pup and I slipped while stepping back into the shower on my weight-bearing foot. With the fall, I instantly knew I had broken my leg! Thankful my children were in the next room and that the man friend was right outside. They got me dressed with deodorant on and face moisturized (what a lady still wants to look her best)! I ended up breaking the top of my tibia in 12 places (this is the bone that your knee rests on). It was such a bummer, and it ended with me spending the next 6 weeks resting in my bed.... oh, I am so thankful for the help of my people during that time. Over the past months, I have had much recovery. I have relearned to walk with much physical therapy, and some days I feel like my pain has eased and I am healed. Kind of a lie, I still have pain and a few issues, like if I go on stairs or an incline, my knee slides off of the tibia (hello, it is a lil painful but I can just slide it back into place), I still have quite a hobble (dreams of being a runway walker are O-U-T), and a lot of calf pain (due to my new attractive walk).</div>
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Last month, my doc felt I should be healed and I should have an MRI on my leg (shoulda been done some time ago, but I digress). The results came back and show that my ACL has a tear and it, and maybe that is why I am still in pain and will not be healing on its own!</div>
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(Whomp, whomp)</div>
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Since it will not be healing on its own and I cannot find an essential oil to rub on it to make the ACL go back together, my doctor has suggested surgery.</div>
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NOOOOOOOOOOO!!</div>
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That is what I was thinking during his whole speel!</div>
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Surgery?</div>
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Ain't nobody got time for that!</div>
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Friends, with there being that tear, they will remove my ACL (like take it away from my body) and since I do not have an extra to spare, they have to take one from a cadaver (one who may not be in the land of the living)! Wha? I will have a cadaver tendon??</div>
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What if my body rejects someone else's parts? Ya know?</div>
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Or, what if I get a cadaver tendon from an amazing runner, and I become like some BIG deal marathon lady person?</div>
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Or, what if I get a muscley tendon and it is put in my leg and it makes the other (non muscley tendon leg sad)?</div>
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Yes, these are some of my thoughts!</div>
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Or, what if I have the surgery, and it really does not help and I will forever walk like a pirate (and y'all know I love a good pirate, but do I wanna walk like one?? Not today!)</div>
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So, they will put it in my leg and screw it into my bones and then my bones will fuse around the bone. I will be up walking within a day or 3!??</div>
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So many decisions to make.</div>
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If I choose to not have this done, my pain will continue to increase and could turn into arthritis, or something more painful. I am 38 (I know, I know, you were thinking I look more like 37... I get that a lot). These children deserve to have a momma that can be active with them... at least walk fast with them. I have just kinda felt like a bummer for the past months. The man friend though.... he has been so wonderful. He has been the best bike rider, basketball player, soccer practicer guy, baseball throwing daddy, and never ever complains while I just sit and feel sorry for myself.</div>
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I feel like I have already made my decision to have the surgery, now it is just finding the best time to have a surgery! There is not really a good time... it is summer, we have vacation coming soon, I have work, I will not be able to drive (and I love being able to drive), then school will start and I am running the school store, so I need to be there for that, oh, there is sports, and then it will be football season.... see, so many things happening!!</div>
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Until this is decided, I am sure that you will still see me around town, walking all whompy-jawed!</div>
Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-72716122289794292592018-04-19T21:15:00.001-05:002018-04-19T21:31:00.746-05:00Howdy.... Mr. Gooberstein!<div style="text-align: center;">
Y'all, after yesterday, I was really needing Thursday to be a little less flashy (if ya know what I mean)! I just wanted to wake up (on time and have time to shave my legs... that is never gonna happen), the kids listen to my every command (ha, I anxiously await for this day... maybe when they are older), I would prepare a big ole country breakfast (ha... what am I Cracker Barrel?), we get to school on time (that would be a first for the week), my work day is easy (actually, the day at work was good), I would come home and prepare a healthy dinner (tonight was courtesy of the Chick-fila), we all get a hot shower (I am too sleepy for that... but the kids are clean), and the maid put fresh sheets on the bed (our maid kinda sucks... because I am the maid). A girl can wish... right?</div>
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Anyways, to avoid another moment where I show off my ole bitty to the 2nd Street masses, I decided to wear my best pair of Spank (they are not flattering but if an onlooker caught a viewing they would think I looked very slimmed down) and I paired them with a long skirt (the wind would def have a hard time blowing that thing up). I felt very secure on my walk in the building this morning, and I did not even acknowledge the traffic sitters... for fear that they may be returners from Wednesday's viewing hoping for an encore performance....</div>
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My day was busy, and a bonus was picking up the kids from childcare. The manfriend is on call, and that means that I play single momma for the evening... until he drives his truck back to his work in the morning. After work, we paid a visit to Honey and G's house... my momma is having a bit of a dental procedure in the morning, and we wanted to wish her and her teeth well. After our lil chit chat, we picked up some dinner and headed on home. Lemme just let y'all now, when you roll in my car, the heat is probably on! My people are aware of this and they are constantly telling me they are sweating or are going to be sick. This usually ends with me not turning off the heat (I know, I am the worst) and I just tell them to roll down the window. Welp, the kids both had their window down on our drive home. As we are pulling into our neighborhood, I make a quick turn onto our street. As we approach the house, I can already see my next door neighbor closing up his mailbox.</div>
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This is kinda where our story takes off...</div>
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Our next door neighbor.</div>
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He and his wife are just a delight.</div>
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Literally, de-light-ful.</div>
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I picture an evening with him to be filled with encyclopedia reading, wine sniffing, and discussing the present danger of our economic well being because of the creation of the Bitcoin.</div>
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(I wish there was an emoiji of a Steve Urkeley type guy pushing his glasses up his nose and snorting... it should also make the snorting sound. This shall be a new emoji, with sound... is that a thing yet?)</div>
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Anyway, the neighbor. He is actually a nice guy. He waves when we see him and even talks to the kids when they speed by him on their bikes.</div>
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He seems to like the kids, but I do not think that he is a fan of mine.</div>
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Ya see, on this blog, I love to keep it reals with the tens of you reading. However, with that being said, I have never blogged about a lil story from a 4th of July party a few years ago (because I am embarrassed and knew for sure that I would lose a friend or my driving privileges).</div>
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Picture it. It is the 4th, and we have invited all of our family and friends over. We were having such a fun time and the night was winding down with some fireworks in the driveway. I am just keeping it real when I say that I had a few drinks (they were not of the dainty size, but they were also not of the man size either). Everyone was safe, and honestly, I have not really had that much to drink since. So, the fireworks are happening, and everyone is watching.... but my concern is the manfriend's truck. It was close to the driveway and I just pictured a bottle rocket being shot at it, (we did not even have any bottle rockets, so why this is a concern... I have no idea) and then pictured the truck blowing up (it is so dumb the thoughts that I have when I have a drink... this is why I am not really a drinker). I take it upon myself to back the truck up away from the house... just down the sidewalk a skoatch (rhymes with roach with a sk on the front). I am in reverse, looking in my mirror, reversing, looking, watching the family and friends watch me and KA-BLUE-EEE! I ran over the neighbors mailbox!</div>
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Hastag.... I.... DIE!</div>
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SMH</div>
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Everyone just stood there holding their sparklers... staring.</div>
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I just sat there with the truck sitting on the mailbox.</div>
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It was ridic.</div>
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Man friend just stood there with his head down just shaking his head in disbelief.</div>
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Then Brayden, "mommy, you ran over that mailbox"!</div>
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(As if I did not know, but why is he yelling it so loud.... a bit reminiscent of Dennis the Menace yelling for Mr. Wilson)</div>
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There was laughter and my face was so red. In fact I immediately started sweating!</div>
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I moved the truck forward, figuring that was good enough, and turned it off. At that moment, I evaluated the damage and actually thought..... ehhhh, maybe they won't even notice.</div>
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They did not come home that night.</div>
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I waited up for them, afraid they would come home and call the police and then I would be arrested and placed in Benton County jail. Ugh, I would not do well there. I know I look Cross-Fitterish.... but really I am like whomp-whomp!</div>
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Anyways, they get home in the morning, and I could just see the neighbor outside trying to stand up the crushed mailbox (geez, even I did not try to do that.... did he think that would work). I went out... in my robe (not because I was trying to come onto him, just because that is what I was wearing, and let's be real.... my robe is of the terrycloth nature, old, and aqua, and had spilled tea on the front. I am sure at no time during our convo was he looking at me thinking this chick is so into me... #JustSaying)</div>
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I explained the sitch to him. He stared at me with much disapproval in his eye. I was ashamed and wanted him to call the cops just to get me out of the conversation. I told him that I would order him a new mailbox and would have it installed... which I did (within 4-5 business days).</div>
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Let's just say, he has never really spoken to us since. He is always looking at me like I am possibly still under the influence doing hit and runs on mailboxes in the neighborhood. In fact, he and the Flanders from around the corner probably get together and exchange cat stories. #SoundsThrilling</div>
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To this day, I always smile and wave at him.</div>
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All that to lead me up to this evening...</div>
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The kids and I are in the car, driving towards the house when I see the neighbor at his super fancy mailbox, purchased by yours truly...</div>
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I say in the car (in the privacy of my own car).... "oh kids, there is Mr. Gooberstein!"</div>
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I am just being silly.</div>
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Obvi his name is not "Gooberstein"</div>
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My children, who take me at my word, without a second thought, yell out the window.....</div>
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"HELLO...... MR. GOOOOOOBERSTEIN!!!!"</div>
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It is so loud and so clear and they are just a smiling and a waving!!</div>
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I am pulling in the driveway, internally dying. Saying his name is not gooberstein... trying to roll up the windows, and he just stops and stares at us!</div>
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It is time all tens of you know.... I say silly things. I like to try to be funny (sometimes it works other times it is not a success). I am a nice girl... loving, caring, a nurturer for sure. Today... I name called someone and my littles actually listened to me (seriously.... like when do they ever do that??)</div>
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I did not get onto them, because this was completely my fault.</div>
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Then to make matters worse, the kids were concerned that I am name calling people and made them name call!</div>
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#MomminAintEasy</div>
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For sure.... he hates me.</div>
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We called the neighbor a goober-stein... the "Frankenstein of Goobers"?</div>
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How does this even happen?</div>
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This is prob why I do not have lotza friends.</div>
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I wonder if Mr. Gooberstein likes pie??</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-42090613144501430632018-04-18T13:35:00.001-05:002018-04-18T13:43:42.676-05:00The day I died on Northwest 2nd Street...<div style="text-align: center;">
I know it has been a week or so since my last post... honestly, we have been in full swing of little people sports (baseball for him, soccer for her, ninja class for him, soccer for him, dance for her, and then there is running club and scouts for each)! When we get home, showered, fed, and <strike>clean up the house</strike> that was a lie... that ain't happening, I normally just crawl into the bed and watch t.v. (did I mention that half of the time this happens the kids are still up... I am such a slacker momma (go ahead and judge away))! So, the late nights when I like to blog, are spent binge watching When Calls the Heart (I am dying over this show... it is kinda Little House on the Prairie meets Aunt Becky from Full House, I am obsessed). Anyways, so much to chat about... just so lil time to do so (ya catch what I'm saying?)</div>
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Anyways, today. Today, I died. Literally. Right on 2nd Street, right off of the main square. Go ahead, drive on by, you may still see the chalk outline of my body and Chick-fila drink (size LARGE).</div>
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Lemme tell ya bout 2nd Street at 7:40 in the morning. It is busy friends. So busy, that buses are pulling out of our parking (PTL no children are on the buses, parents are lined up waiting in the traffic because let's be honest a 4 way stop in this town is S-L-O-W! I mean really, what is so confusing to the people at this 4 way?? SMH Then there are all of the people who are not those school moms and dads who have just been in the dreaded drop off line at school... then there are the people just trying to go to work annoyed to slow down in the school zones (yeah... I see you Range Rover guy, young lady on your cell phone (hello, you are in a school zone), and then there is always the "clown" truck fulla men trying to get to the next yard to mow... you are annoyed with your long wait)! So, erry day, I walk into our office in full view of all of these people, completely stopped. I am normally watching the ground in front of me, because if I fell, I just might not make it back up (with the whole gimpy leg thing). Today is a different kinda day. I am walking, but am holding my purse (which is the size of Texas, filled with all of the essentials... snacks for kids (old orange and half eaten bag of Goldfish), receipts from January (it is April), a sketch book (like I sketch), markers for kids to use at church (it is Wednesday), empty Advil bottles (I am a junkie), deodorant (because you just never know), and then my wallet (which doubles as a small purse holding maxed out credit cards and NO CASH... who has cash?). Anyway, my bag weighs as much as a toddler, and I am also carrying a crock pot. I have two to bring in, but remember I only have two arms and one good leg, and did I mention the toddler purse?? Anyways, I am walking, watching the sidewalk, feeling the cool breeze, glancing over at the traffic sitters (they are even watching because, hello, I am a hobbler and I am holding all of the stuff.... they are praying for entertainment! Did I mention that breeze is blowing my hair to and fro (not in an attractive wind blowing hair moment where I am modeling for Victoria's Secret), my hair is lit-terally blowing to an afro! I am looking super attractive, in fact, why are these traffic sitters not trying to get my number??</div>
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So, walking, then the blowing... did I mention I am in a skirt. A flowy cottony tshirt material like skirt. Well.... woosh, the wind, and UP BLOWS MY SKIRT!!<br />
I.... DIE...</div>
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The wind lasted for what felt like an hour, as I stood there in the wind tunnel with my skirt over my crock pot, revealing my panty covered ninny parts! Y'all, I coulda dropped all of my stuff to push my skirt down, but noooooooooo- I instead try to use my elbows to push my skirt down (did I mention I do not have Go-Go Gadget elbows? As I am pushing with my elbows, I am for some reason going into a squat motion (possibly because I was dying, not sure), but as I am squatting I am thinking sweet Jesus this is what I would be looking like if I was squatting in some sort of forest setting... trying to pee (did I mention one of my legs doth not bend well)?!</div>
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I probably looked like I was just takin a poo right there on 2nd!</div>
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Don't ya know those sitters were just thinking, this is sooooo sad.</div>
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What a special girl.</div>
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The whole time, my mother is on the speaker phone with me and I am giving her the most horrific play by play!</div>
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I just keep saying I am not even wearing nice panties!</div>
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What am I even talking about?</div>
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Like I even own nice panties!</div>
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I finally made it in the office, shared the ultimate sadness (which is my life) with my friends inside, but y'all, a little piece of me will forever be on that sidewalk in our downtown area.</div>
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Just been one of those days....</div>
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It has only been a few days since I last shared, but much has happened with our bunch. We have been celebrating the Easter weekend with some egg dying, church, quite a bit of discussion with the kids about why we have Easter, and then a wonderful Easter lunch at our parents house. What a wonderful time we have shared with our family and friends...</div>
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Friday after work, we went and kicked off Easter festivities at Honey and G's house to dye eggs. This is something that we get together and do each year, and this time around my sister had invited two friends, and my brother had invited someone to come too. #TheMoreTheMerrier </div>
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Two takeaways from the night...</div>
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1. At our family get gatherings, Alexa is normally playing in the background. Well, maybe you can picture it... my mother (in a sweet southern accent... "Now, Alexa, can you play No Diggity... by Black Street?" Alexa obliged, and as I sat there watching all of the egg dying happen, I was surprised that this was a normal thing for an dye party. #WhoKnew #HadntThoughtOfThatSongSinceElectricCowboy #DontJudge #ILikeTheWayYaWorkIt #NoDiggity</div>
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2. I was surprised to hear that egg dying was not a thing that they do with their people. Wha? I thought this was a "must do" for all households. #Mistaken </div>
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I love this tradition with our family. We normally have others do this with us, so they were missed this time around!</div>
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Saturday was spent doing laundry, Easter Bunny basket shopping, and weed pulling. (Note to returning readers... I coulda taken down that left over Christmas décor, but I decided to leave it up, for yet another week). #ItIsApril</div>
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Easter Sunday.</div>
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We made it to the early service today (impressive for us). The service was so wonderful. The man friend and I love the speaker that comes to our church each Easter, Junior Hill. He is a great evangelist. and a few years ago Aron went down front to be saved when Hill spoke. I have been talking to the kids a lot about God, Jesus, following Christ, being saved, and I could tell this morning they both wanted to go forward. I think their little nerves got the best of them. We came home and talked about it, and they both (without me or their daddy pushing) want to go forward to be saved and ask Jesus to be in their heart. We will see what happens, I told them that following Jesus will be the BIGGEST decision they will make in their life. </div>
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After church we went to Easter lunch and my parents. We had quite a gathering of family and friends (19)! It was a crowd... all of my favorites!!</div>
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One of my favorite things to do, is snap a picture of a family member that has fallen asleep at a family gathering. The best part about the pics is people gather around the person and do silly things to them! I love my Uncle David, but he just passed out during after lunch convo... so I snapped him!!</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-20384308626428387422018-03-30T13:53:00.000-05:002018-03-30T13:53:42.330-05:00My cups runneth over...<div style="text-align: center;">
Oh, my people! So many fun pictures from our last minute trip to the Tulsa Zoo this past week, but this one is my favorite!! Could I be any happier?? My cup runneth over!</div>
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I know what y'all are thinking... this is gonna be all about how their zoo trip was the best family day, what fun they had, how happy they are.... welp, not today! All of those things are true, but note that the title post is "My CUPS runneth over"</div>
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If you have read here for any amount of time, you know that I have shared a time or two where I have experienced my less than glamourous undergarment stories! The latest was when I was asked if I was working undercover because of the underwire was hanging out of my button up shirt!! Gee-zah Louisa! Wonder what ever happened to that lil Wal-Mart checker outter?</div>
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Anyways, I had another bra-tastic moment! This past week, while sitting at my desk, I had a terrible stinging pain in my chest. I knew for sure that I had been bitten by a recluse! Turns out that it was just the underwire coming out of my bra, stabbing me to death! Why does this always happen to me... in public places! Why can it not happen at home, on my couch? Anyway, after work on Monday, I went out on the great bra hunt. I never do this, hate to spend money on myself, especially bras! That is so ridic since it is a necessary thing for a lady (unless you are into free ballin' bubbies"... so not my thing, as I do not want to injure the innocent)! I am out picking through these bras, I was just going off the sizes that I could kinda read on the old bras in my drawers (there was barely any print left). I was looking for 38C. Everyone I tried on was a hot mess express! Things were tight, coming outta the sides, and the cups were running over! So, I went and asked the little lady out front to come and measure me. #SheWasHelpful</div>
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I wish I could get her to share with you what she saw. I looked like a pig being stuffed into a pair a spanx! Super unattractive!</div>
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(If any of the 10s reading are men... so sorry, I'm taken! Don't want to burst your bubble as I ain't no Victoria Secret model... did my hobble walk give it away?)</div>
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So anyways, lady comes in and measures and says that I am an odd size.</div>
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#Thanks #RudeMuch</div>
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She says I measure at a 34.5, so I should wear a 36??</div>
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Then she says my cup size is a <strike>D</strike></div>
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<strike></strike>nope <strike>DD</strike></div>
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<strike></strike>a fa-reeking E!!</div>
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Well, SMH</div>
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No wonder my bra game has been crazy lately. I am shoving things in constantly, then things are running over the sides, my poor ole bubbies could not even breathe! I am been keeping them under TOO TIGHT of a restraint!</div>
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But, really, and E</div>
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#EStandsForElephantitus</div>
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#OfTheBubbies</div>
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I left the store feeling a bit defeated (not deflated, if I was deflated, I might be less than an E).</div>
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Have I just let myself go? If so, why is everything going to my lady bits? Shouldn't it be distributed a bit more evenly? I could not even find an E size! Does this size exist? Where would one go? The Big and Busty store? Is that at the Pinnacle Mall?</div>
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Anyways, so my cups (my family cup and bra cup) well, I can honestly say, "they are all running over"</div>
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Today was most exciting, because I was able to spend a lil bitta time with my Sophia at her school. She has been chosen by her teacher to be the VIP (very important person) in her class this week. One of the perks was she has lunch visitors through the week and she even asks someone to come and read her favorite book to her class! So, my afternoon was spent alongside my girl, and I had so much fun. While reading to the class, I was thinking to myself how I really shoulda been a teacher... but then I think about things like lice and kids throwing up in class and I guess I will just stick with my current job!!<br />
Anyway, the day was good, and I surprisingly did not embarrass Sophia. She said I did a great job reading and then answering questions from her class.<br />
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Wednesday nights around here are busy. Sophia has dance and Brayden goes to his class where he learns to be a ninja! This night is a bonus for me, because it also doubles as a dine out night with a girlfriend (I will give her a "fake name" just so all tens of you do not run out try to meet her, befriend her, and try to get her to be your Wednesday night date... she's taken!). "Nina" and I always hit up the same restaurant, since our time is limited, and we always have our "usual" meal. #CreaturesOfHabit</div>
Then tonight's meal came out and all I can say is...bye-bye chicken tenders. There's a few words I never thought would ever be typed out by my lil ole fingers. I am just gonna be honest, there is a possible reason my children are only fans of 3 main food groups...</div>
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I did this to them (not on purpose), but because I too am a BIG fan of those top 3 groups!</div>
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However, after tonight's Wednesday dinner date, my love affair of the chicken tender is over. Let me start from the beginning. So any who, "Nina" and I are laughing, talking, and begin eating. I am almost through my chicken tender when I look down and see something a lil slimy, clearish, uncookedish looking in my tender innerds!</div>
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Y'all, I.... DIED!</div>
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I am trying to be calm at the table, but my insides are dry heaving!</div>
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I could hardly believe I just consumed nearly a whole chicken tender that was uncooked. Was it even warm, or did I just have so much honey mustard on it, that I thought that was why it was a bit cool. Ugh, it is still giving me the skee-bees.</div>
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So grossed out, I just laid it on the napkin for my waiter to review. His review was unhelpful... as he just scooped it up and took it away, like it was a empty glass of tea! Not a big deal at all! I am not much of a complainer, but I for sure thought that I would not have to pay for the food, seeing as how it was not cooked all of the way, but I did.<br />
Here I am a few hours later, all is peaceful in our house, and I am laying here sharing my inner most thoughts and fears with you just waiting for an ugly bout of food poisoning to strike! My tummy is grumbling too. Is it because I have the early stages of salmonella or is it because I ate 1/2 an uncooked tender... and that doth not make a meal!! Do I go and grab a Girl Scout cookie and call it a night??? Ugh, so many decisions, but if I get sick, I do not then want to have a food aversion to my favorite cookies!<br />
#Decisions #Decisions<br />
It is sad to say, because chicken tenders have been a go-to for me since 1995, but it is o-vah!<br />
I guess it is a fine time for me to give up such foods, I mean what am I... a 6 year old?<br />
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-74957665372487201932018-03-27T23:44:00.001-05:002018-03-27T23:44:35.887-05:00Oh, random Tuesday...<div style="text-align: center;">
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1. So, the whole hoarding issue in the shower, welp, it is currently under control. After I expressed to the 10s of readers, my problem with keeping bottles of soaps and shampoos that have a use or two left, I decided to just throw them in the trash! Even though I kinda felt wasteful it felt nice to not have a domino effect of bottles crashing down while I am in the shower (one of them always lands right on my toe and it is just not the best start to the day)! Now that the shower is clutter free, I should really work on ridding it of the soap scum! I am a fan of just spraying the Scrubbin' Bubbles and leaving it there for a few hours (because I forget), and never scrub... cause ain't nobody got time for that! Anyways, little steps, maybe I will do this over the weekend.</div>
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Anyways, with this little change, I was feeling like maybe I was getting ready to make some BIG changes.... like next, I would go and take down the Christmas leftovers. Welp, I decided to forgo the finalization of Christmas clean up, and instead sat around and did nothing.</div>
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2. This past weekend, we decided to take a quick trip over to Tulsa and go to the zoo. We figured since their spring break getaway kinda fell through, that it would be a fun way to wrap up the week. I will share more about the trip tomorrow, we have so many cute pictures! In fact, my sister and I were taking a looksey at some of the snaps that I took, and we came across this one...</div>
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I died laughing, because it looks like two giraffes in a super sexy position and my child is just a gazin'.</div>
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When you look a bit closer, one of the giraffes is just sitting down, and I just happened to capture a moment that looked like it coulda been almost National Geographic-esque! It has been a few days, and I still think it is funny, something must be wrong with me.</div>
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Okay 10s of readers, numero 3 has to do with a word that rhymes with fenestration, so if things that rhyme with the "not real word" of weriods makes you a bit uncomfortable... I would check back with me tomorrow, I may be bloggin' about something a bit more appropes.</div>
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3. In other news, while <strike>walking</strike> okay, hobblin' around the 100 mile zoo, I started my period. Really, are you fa-reeking kidding me? The one time that I decide to not travel with a back up pair of panties, this happens! SMH</div>
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As I am sitting in a hot zoo bathroom, checking out the murder scene down under... trying to figure out how to make light of the situation, I only then realized why all of the carnivorous animals were smooshed up against the windows at their animal displays! Here I was just thinking that my children were like animal whispers... you know the real life versions of Eliza Thornberry, and all of the tigers, hyenas, bears, and painted dogs were really just detecting that the animal whispers' mother was a barely walking wounded animal! What a day! Sheesh.</div>
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4. We left the zoo by 2:30 that day, and were home by 5. It was just a quick little day trip and everyone had a great time... even ole "bloody mary". The man friend and children were taken home and off I went with my sister to take her home. On my way back, I needed to stop at the store for dinner... turns out, my family cannot survive on a few stale Cheetos and string cheese (they have stomachs like their daddy and need nourishment)! Man friend asked that I please pick him up a sixer (my words, not his, he would never say sixer).. and I ain't talking of Pepsi. Anyways, I get my few groceries and sixer to the counter, and start handing over my drivers license to the check out girl, and she looked at me and said, "oh... I can tell you are way over 21."</div>
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She said it in a tone that I did not like, kinda like Regina George from Mean Girls would say it.</div>
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Handing it over the keyboard, very much in her bubble, I say, "are you sure, I thought you have to type it in"?</div>
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Listen. I know I graduated in the 90s, I know that most of my music on my IPhone is in the Anita Baker/ Michael Bolton (or Jackson)/ Steely Dan realm, I had been at the zoo all day, and I was purchasing a tube of Icy Hot... but, y'all, I can hang. I am so young, like look at me over here, I am blogging at 11:23 at night, it is so late, old people don't stay up late!</div>
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5. My Sophia is the VIP for her class at school this week. This means that all things are about her! Today, her daddy took her lunch (she felt like a big deal having him there)! Tomorrow, I will take her lunch and then I get to come and read one of her favorite stories to her class. I love to read a good story, and will normally put on a show with all of the different characters (ya know, reading in their voices). Sophia has let me know that is not necessary, and I should do my best to NOT embarrass her! She was supposed to pick out a book for me to read, and so I would not be tempted to act out the story or change my voice to fit a character, she chose a book about Boxers... the breed of dog Boxer. Ya know, how much they weigh, how they are as puppies, their temperament... how on earth will I control my excitement reading about Boxers?? Boooooo!! #WellPlayedSophia #WellPlayed</div>
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6. A few days ago, I was over the moon to be invited to hangout with two of my girlfriends. We were roommates when I was in college, and there were oh so many memories! We had dinner, talked about life now, and life in the waaaaaaay back! Ugh, it just seems like so long ago! Being with those girls was just so good for my soul. Sometimes a momma just needs to step out of the house and not be a momma, just be with friends.</div>
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For a few months, I have just been feeling out of touch with friends. I see a lot of my friends getting together and doing stuff, but for some reason I am not on anyone's speed dial to call and hang with (are the kids these days still saying "hang with")? If I do get invited, I normally do not go, because I feel bad taking time away from the man friend and the kids (I feel guilty). Anyways, a few weeks ago, I was just on the struggle bus and knew if I could take a time out and sit with anotha mutha, that I would be feeling better about things. Welp, it worked. A few hours out of the house filled me up. Then, here I was the next week, meeting up with my college roommates... and I just felt refreshed!</div>
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If I could just get a large group of friends in one place at a time, that would be great! #FriendOutReachProgram (I am looking for volunteers!)</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-46811575633715302092018-03-24T22:15:00.001-05:002018-03-24T22:45:08.068-05:00It was only Wednesday...<div style="text-align: center;">
First, I shall start this post with a thank you to my parents and sister who graciously offered to take the littles on a mini vacation this week! Ya see, we have been on spring break, and the kids have been spending their days at their Honey and G's house, while the man friend and I are at work. They have been loving their extra time with their grands and Kitty... movie watching, lunchin', and visiting. The excitement grew through the week when it was announced that they were going to go to Tulsa for a mini vacay.... a overnight hotel stay, swimming in the pool, and then a day trip to the zoo! The kids have talked about it all week and checked the website a bazillion times to review the order in which they would visit the zoo animals!</div>
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Man friend and I were a lil bit sad, but the sadness quickly left us after we thought.... hey, we are going to be kid free and this kinda has not happened since, oh, I don't know.... 2009! So, go on and take um to Tulsa!! (Just kidding... we love them, but loved the thought of being kid free for almost 24 hours)! Hooray for family who will take on your little people!</div>
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Wednesday came, their overnight bags were packed, and I dropped them off early that morning so I could be at work. The morning was good, and the kids were so sweet to remind me that they would be back soon and that their grandparents were responsible (ha... yes, those are their words)! My parents and sister loaded them up in the car for the near 2 hour drive to Tulsa around 4 that afternoon (I wonder how many times Sophia and Brayden asked... "is it time to go yet?" I am sure at least 10 times... before 9 a.m..</div>
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At 430, I walked into a super quiet house. The man friend was already home (watching the sports channel.... so fascinating (insert smirky emoji face). He was not even showered and date ready... so I instantly got sad thinking how I too would be sitting on the couch watching March Madness talk (BORING!!!) Then he jumped up, greeted me with a smile, and commented that we were going on a date!!</div>
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#Awe #HeDoesLoveMe</div>
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He got all cleaned up and no joke, we left the house at 5- why ever we were heading out for the early bird special... I got no clue! We went back and forth with the whole....</div>
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All the time, I am just driving through the downtown area. I had wanted to try out a lil Mexican place, and I was so glad that we did. After dinner... since it was not even 6, we drove around and looked at the landscaping of homes in the area and listened to the baseball game.</div>
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I know what y'all are thinking.... this is soundin' like a hot date....</div>
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we get home, I go and change into my best sweats (the pair with minimal paint stains and only one tear in the back ankle area... I know, hot momma)! I came out to my husband in a house that was kid free and he was asleep on the couch!</div>
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I did not even wake him, I just let him sleep!</div>
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I turned on a CNN documentary about the Kennedy family, American Dynasties: The Kennedys, snuggled up in a blanket, and played a game on my phone!! I had received a text from my mother, saying they had arrived, and she had snapped a quick pic of them at The Cheesecake Factory! The kids were in heaven!</div>
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Close to 930, we finally went to bed and a few minutes later man friends cell phone was ringing....</div>
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yes, almost 10 at night! No one calls us that late.... ever!</div>
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I had not seen my guy move that quickly... he jumped up and showed me that it was mom!</div>
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Immediately, I am thinking that something was wrong!</div>
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I tried to keep it together and not go nutzo, I just needed to be with her to assess the situation... how would that happen? She was in another state and it was 10??</div>
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Once I saw her lil face on the phone, and the teeth (oh, the teeth), my heart just sank to my tummy!! My poor baby. She was crying.</div>
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No, she was crying because they might have to go home and NOT be able to go to the zoo the next morning!</div>
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After a few minutes discussion, we all agreed that it was best if they just headed home... right then! I know, they had only been there about 6 hours, and only at the hotel about 40 minutes, but my daddy drove them all home! I immediately started contacting our pediatric dentist (after hour number) and then pleading on FB for any tooth knowledge from any dental friends! Turns out I have a few, and one of them was still up at 11 and talked me off the edge of a nervous breakdown. Thank you Jill... you eased all of my crazy thoughts and reassured me it would be okay.</div>
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It took a while for them to make the drive home, and by 1 in the morning, they were texting me saying they were in the driveway. I could not rest until these children were in the house with me! Turns out, when they did get home to me... I just stayed up until it was time to take my girl to the dentist (we left at 640 that morning). It was a long night for sure, and I was just so sad that this little accident had occurred and that the vacation was a flop.</div>
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We got to the dentist that morning, right as they were unlocking the doors, and the dentist and the staff immediately saw Sophia first and all other patients just were left to wait (until later that morning). So very thankful for Dr. Rhodes in Rogers... seriously, he was amazing! He did not rush, was just very kind and patient. Honey was there to meet us and anxiously sat in the waiting room! The man friend and Bray got there and hung out. Sophia had quite the fan club out front!</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-76512241206672236512018-03-20T22:48:00.001-05:002018-03-20T23:02:11.903-05:00A Labradoodles Doodie...<div style="text-align: center;">
Ever have one of those days where you wonder if you are being secretly videoed my John Quinones? Y'all do remember John Quinones... don't you?</div>
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He was the guy that could possibly jump out on you and ask you why you would not stop a mean nasty person from doing something completely despicable. I loved the show, and felt I would always be the person that would stand up for the person that was getting the shaft. #WWYD</div>
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Anyways, today, my John Quinones moment...</div>
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If you have been reading here for a long time... you may remember that I once shared a story about crazy cat lady around the corner. Yes, I am talking about a neighbor in our hood (pretty sure she doesn't read this blog, because she is not super friendly and honestly, I just don't see her as a girl that would really get me... ya know.) If I were out, and I saw her, I would not think.... hummmmmm, I think that we would totally connect. #Nope #NotHappening I will go ahead and change the names of all parties involved... .just in case!</div>
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Anyways, back in the day, when I was still pg with Sophia. The man friend and I were out walking our sweet show dog Chip. We are walking by this neighborhood house, and the people came out of their garage...</div>
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I could instantly could read man friends thoughts....</div>
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o my gohhhhh- I don't wanna talk</div>
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please be walking out to get your mail</div>
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we do not wanna be a parta your friend out reach program....</div>
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I was feeling it too, and I probably needed to pee. #IAmNottaFanOfStrangers</div>
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these people are the male/ female version of Ned Flanders from The Simpsons...</div>
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Yes, Ned Flanders.</div>
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So, the "Flanders" come out to meet the Foresees.</div>
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We are all... nice weather</div>
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They are all... how far along are you</div>
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I am all... I love your landscaping (really, I was reaching, landscaping, sheeze)</div>
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Then out walks their demon cat.</div>
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Sweet show dog sees demon sit down behind them, and his tail is a wagging</div>
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Then demon cat lunges out at our sweet boy dog and attacks his face and bloodied his lil chip nose!</div>
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I was horrified!</div>
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All the "Flanders" did was oh... he never does that!</div>
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I was already thinking you and your crazy cat better just stay on your side of the block!</div>
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Anyway, years go by, I have 2 children and still the show dog (kinda a joke, because "show dog" often looks grey even though he is white... so he is sooooo not a show dog)! #GoAheadAlertAnimalRightsPeople #TrustMeHeIsLovedBIG</div>
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So, me and my brood are walking the dog, and it turns out the "Flanders" not only have demon cat, but also a questionable son. He was holding a sweet bunny, and asked my littles if they want to see it. Of course, before I could hold them away from a stranger, they darted to the bunny holding lil Flander. After a moment, they walked back to the dog and I and we continue our walk. The kids barely had their heads turned from him, and the kid/ teen kinda drops the bunny to demon cat... like a lil sacrifice. The kids saw the cat kinda bouncing the bunny back and forth in his paws, and immediately started crying.</div>
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Once again.... these people and their nutjob cat better keep their distance.</div>
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It has been years since this last incident. If I see these people out, I just act like I am on the phone, and if I am not holding a phone, I just start talking like I was holding a phone. Maybe they think I am a nut job and wanna keep their distance.... #AGirlCanOnlyDream</div>
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So, picture it. Everyday I come home, I walk our furry friends. Sometimes it is just down the street, sometimes it is around the block. Remember, I am still a bit hobbly and it is still a struggle getting around the block with the dogs.... they kinda drag me about.</div>
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Well, today, I decide to go that extra bit and walk them around the block. It was cool and windy with a bit of a sprinkle, and these dogs are not the best leash walkers, but whatev, they were so happy. We are approaching the "Flanders" house and the dogs leashes are fully extended and I am just trying to catch up to them. They both stop right in front of the Flanders house and are smelling something...like noses in the grass smelling somethings! Guess who pulls up... you gots it... Nedina Flanders!</div>
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She sees me and how I am almost to the dogs, I then realize they are smellin poo! I jerked their leashes back to get them back from it, because... ewwwe, gross.</div>
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She gets out of her car, and I just smile and then look forward.</div>
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She says, "are you going to pick that up"?</div>
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First of all... I did not like her snippy tone, I mean did she just suck helium from 10 balloons?</div>
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The dogs are already ahead of me, and I am still kinda walking and I say, "that's not my poop".</div>
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Ole Helium looks at me, with this face... a yeah right face!</div>
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She then says, "so... you're not going to pick that up?"</div>
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Now, I am concerned that she has had a stroke and just does not understand the words coming out of my mouth!</div>
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Once again, a bit louder.... that ain't my poop (it was direct, no smile). I have even embarrassed myself, as I do not like poo or discussing things and their bodily functions, but I have just yelled across a driveway "that ain't my poop"!</div>
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She then says, well, I will just go and get a bag for it to be cleaned up, did you just not bring a bag with you?</div>
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At this point, I am looking around... where is John Quinones?</div>
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This woman brings me a Harps bag, to clean up this $h!%.</div>
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Needless to say, I picked up the poop (which obvi woulda never come outta my teeny sized dogs). It was def a Labradoodles doodie!</div>
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I am not fast, nor do I run! She woulda caught me and unleashed demon cat!</div>
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As I took the walka shame from the Flanders house holding someone else's crap, I was trying to keep my thoughts sweet... but y'all?! What in the world?</div>
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She bullied me to pick up someone else's poo!</div>
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Had I not thrown it away, I would go right now in my robe and slippers and put it right on her doorstep!</div>
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Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-27547116604161171632018-03-19T23:44:00.000-05:002018-03-19T23:46:07.749-05:00I don't know how she does it...<div style="text-align: center;">
Welp, it is spring break for me and my people. The kids are going to enjoy their free time with their grandparents and Aunt Kitty, and I will be spending my days at work. That is right... all of those months I spent at home really ate up any of my future vacay time! If I had the time off, there would be a few things that I would focus on here at la casa de Foresee...<br />
1. I would finish taking down our Christmas decorations...yes, y'all! I still have some décor up in my house! I would be embarrassed about it, but honestly I really do not care that much! Maybe I will just keep it up and I will have a super early head start on next year! The kids and I did start decorating my Easter egg tree, and I did find it a bit strange to have a basket on top of a hutch filled with red berries and pine, then to look over at the kitchen entrance and see a mistletoe ball hanging, and then there are the Christmas ornaments hanging from the ceiling over Sophia's bed!! I know! All 10 of you reading are so good and have your stuff put up in labeled organized boxes..... can you come to my house and help me?<br />
Just kidding! I have a deadline of Saturday (just not sure which Saturday of the next few months)!! (insert winky emoji face)<br />
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2. Ever since the whole snake taking up residence in my bathroom thing, I have slacked BIG time on laundry! With good reason.... I am afraid that there could be a friend of his under the clothes! So, I just let them pile up! Saturday came and went, and honestly, I was down to having to wear the underwear that just don't fit (but I keep anyways)! Let me just say, they are not fitting because I have become a size 0 in the past few weeks (ya dig?) They are like pre-baby panties, some a bit like floss.... and friends.... I just can't! If I put them on, they just might not come back!! Thus the reason why I had to just break down and do the laundry.<br />
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3. If numero 2 did not scare the 10 of you off, then I believe that we could have the most true friendship... seriously, we should meet this week for chips and dip and a big ole sweet tea! Anyways, you could help me write out a grocery list! We be slim pickins in this place! In fact, my breakfast.... <strike>a Girl Scout cookie </strike>, that was a lie... I had about 6 Girl Scout cookies! The kids saw me eat one and they asked for one.... hello, I had to tell them no, because it was not even 730, and children cannot eat Samoas before lunch!<br />
* They really could have if I did not eat the last 6! I am the worst!<br />
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4. This weekend I am going to clean out my shower and throw away the 7 empty shampoo bottles! Why, oh why, do I hang onto these things? I am a hoarder! I am so embarrassed to admit this, but I will also clean up the 6 dead lady bug bodies that are in our Jacuzzi tub! I... KNOW! I am a skank! I am always telling man friend, I will get to that in my free time! This makes him bat crap crazy! I just need to take one for the team and throw the bottles and bodies in the garbage! It is okay to let things go!<br />
* Please note, even if the tub was carcass free, we would still not be taking a bath!<br />
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Now, I feel like y'all are judging me or at least feeling better about your own sitch! #YoureWelcome #HappyToHelp<br />
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5. We are going to the beach in a few months, and the other night (as I was getting undressed to take a shower... I know, super amaze-bod visual you are getting), but I looked in the mirror and thought 3 things......<br />
1. I really have nice shoulders. (Wha... I try to focus on the positive)<br />
2. Then I said a quick thank you to the person that came up with the whole bra thing... it is nice that others don't see that one of my bubbies is a bit bigger and longer (yaaas, longer y'all, like it is stretchy) than the other! I know, once again, visual! Just keepin it realz.<br />
3. Lastly, I thought, I really need to get a new swimsuit. I have had the same ones for well, since Sophia was born (she is 8)! I know, pitiful! One girlfriend told me Nordstrom Rack is the place to go, but where else is good place to check them out?<br />
* Please note, I only want teeny tiny bikins!<br />
#ThatALie<br />
#NevaGonnaHappen<br />
@AintNoOneGotTimeForThat<br />
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Well, hopefully we are all still friends here, and you will not be so judgey when ya see me out and about the town!</div>
Caryn C. Foreseehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03402124786813276162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344728100490957924.post-47946651673980964902018-03-04T22:11:00.000-06:002018-03-04T22:28:09.716-06:00I Can't Sleep....<div style="text-align: center;">
Ever since my encounter.... with the possible anaconda, I have been sitting in the living room with my knees pulled up to my bubbies. I just cannot go back into my bathroom, like ever. I have been Zillow searching since 830 (as if anyone in the Btown is anxious to move into the snake pit in which we inhabit)! Ugh... of all of the things to show up.</div>
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Oh... are we not friends on the Facebook? Okay, let me set this up for the 10s of you reading tonight!</div>
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I am just gonna lay it out there for ya... it has been a nice day in the house of Foresee. We took my Moss (that means grandmother in the land of Curry... my people) to church. It was a nice sermon, we had communion, man friend stole the juice cup (only because he did not know what to do with it... yes, frans... he got a souvie at the Methodist Church.... I am so obsessed with him because he is funny)! Seriously though, he whipped it out of his pocket at the Harps like, what am I supposed to do with this. I just stood there in the chip aisle with a judgey face... you just stole from the church (picture that being said in a kinda higher pitch voice and me all bug eyed)! He was so upset after I told him he was supposed to put it on the back of the pew (where you find the pencil, hymnal, and extra offering envelope)... poor kid, he was so concerned about the kids trying to pass the plate of bread and juice that he just drank and pocketed his lil glass.</div>
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Anyways, so we pick up a few necessary items to make a sandwich... you know, the bread, lettuce, turkey, a tomatoe, Cheetos, get home and start to make the sandwiches but we forgot the fa-reeking bread! Slap-my-head! That was the whole point of the store stop, because the bread we have expired last week, but we still keep it on the counter... why, I am not sure, but we do! Well, I ate my sandwich on the expired bread, even almost finished it until my bite had a bit of green on it (great- I ate mold). Ah-mazing! (Insert smirking emoji face)</div>
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Well, the day was getting ready to improve, because we started delivering some of the 201 boxes of Girl Scout cookies all over town! If you are reading this and we owe you cookies, please do not worry, we will be contacting you soon... very soon! After nearly 2 hours of driving, cookie sortin' in the car, and delivery we decided it was best to go home. We were getting a little restless, the kids started complaining about thirst and hunger (don't worry, I let them drink from man friends water bottle... I am sure they will all have the strep throat by the week end), and honestly I just could not make any more change from my coin purse! People are not fans of checks anymore and all they have are $20s and $50s! I felt so bad, I actually handed a lady 2 dollars in dimes and nickles that I scraped from the bottom of my purse (2 of them as I was counting them out had a strange sticky gummy substance with a hair attached.... I dry heaved a bit (in my head) and she just took the 20 cents! Ha!</div>
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Back to the day, we get home, it is dinner, so I am rushing around trying to fix food, wash clothes, and clean up pee (the pupply likes to be walked but really only likes to pee in front of my laundry room... ick)! So, I am in a rush, trying to make some amazing meals, stepped in pee (and I normally always wear shoes... fear of the dreaded pee step) but today I was in socks... and I hate wet socks! Of course, I took it out on man friend! I know, I know, he did not do anything! I am just a crazy person! He was even doing his best to distract the kids with playing basketball! Ugh, if I could just go back in time and make the 5 o'clock hour a happier time, I would! Tomorrow will be better!</div>
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So, we eat, we are watching tv- I am completely enthralled with this Billy Graham special, and I am having a come to Jesus moment, because the man is just powerful with his speaking... and it is a commercial break and I walk into my bedroom (to see my children and man friend completely relaxed), I put on my sweatpants and begin walking to the bathroom.... and I notice a brown shoestring on the bathroom floor. Hummmmm, that is a strange shoestring that is brown and not even in a shoe. Huuuuuummmmmm, maybe it is not a string but a long piece of brown grass. (These are the thoughts I am thinking to myself).</div>
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Well.... since it is obvi a shoestring or a oddly placed piece of grass, I take a step closer to the door, and the fa-reeking shoestring picks up his head and looks at me and smiles!!!</div>
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I know what you are thinking... that is an incredibly good picture of the shoestring/ snake. You should be a animal photographer.... well friends, I just got this off the internets, but this is what the snake looks like in my memory!</div>
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It was the size of an anaconda/ pixie stix and it had yellow demon eyes... they glowed like yellow demon eyes. I think you get the picture.</div>
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So, I take a step back and y'all know I peed my pants... because this girl cannot move quick or see a snake without the loss of bladder control... </div>
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I yell like a crazy person.... it's a snake... it's a snake! I am even jumping a bit, which is something I have been unable to do for months (since my time on Broke Leg Mountain), and I am def feeling the pain as I sit scrunched up in this chair... going on 3.5 hours.... ugh I so need to pee)!<br />
The snake even looked at me and waved... like a jerky snake that has been lounging about my house all day! #SoundsCrazy #SinceSnakesDontHaveArms #ButThisOneWasDifferent #ItWavedAndSmirked</div>
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The kids and the man friend jump up... because well, I yelled snake. The man gets closer... that's right he and the snake were eye to eye... I am pushing the kids back because hello, the reach of an anaconda is like a lot... oh, yeah, and I am holding the dog back (since he is prone to panic attacks and I just could not get him all upset too)!</div>
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My guy, my BIG brave guy, steps back thinking what on earth will I do to protect my family (these were probably not his thoughts, these are the thoughts that I am thinking that he would be thinking... 9 times out of 10 I have no idea what he is thinking, but I bet that is it). Well, Big Brave (this would be his Indian name... for sure) steps back and picks up......wait for it..... a white t-shirt.</div>
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A white t-shirt?</div>
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I know what you are thinking.....</div>
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Is he going to wave the white shirt like it is a flag saying we give up.. we surrender?</div>
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Is he getting dressed to leave?</div>
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Is he going to now start putting away laundry??</div>
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I...Don't... Know....</div>
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Then, he grabs his tenny pump (aka tennis shoe, but if you grew up with my mother or her mother, you might call a tennis shoe a tenny pump... I digress).</div>
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Next thing I know, he throws the shirt over the snake.</div>
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Then he just starts trying to smush the thing.</div>
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Okay, all you animal lovers that are gonna start un-friending me or leaving mean comments on the blog... welp, g'on ahead and do that, we will see what you do when you are staring down the eyeballs of an anaconda in your bathroom.</div>
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Anyways, my hero, killed the beast.</div>
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I had already saved the children and dogs, pushed us all in the living room, and decided I hadn't heard the slamming of a shoe in a few. I opened the door and saw the snake still a squiggling... ugh, it still gives me chills.</div>
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My hero pushes past me (not in an aggressive way where I would ever call the 5-0, just in a way where he was getting stuff done and I was in his path. He comes around the corner with a roll of Bounty paper towels.</div>
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Yes, y'all, the thicker-quicker-picker upper!</div>
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He picked up that snake like it was a piece of poop y'all!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">he is not gonna like that I posted this picture... but honey, it is okay, only like 10 people will even see it</td></tr>
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I have never seen anything like it before in my whole entire life.</div>
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So.... there ya have it. This is my Sunday, and I just cannot wait to see what Monday brings. If it brings another anaconda..... me and the fam are moving to my parents!</div>
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