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Moving Day!!

Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 23, 2009

It’s moving day! I FINALLY got myself a domain! Of my very own even!
(More proof that I am a dork? The happy dance I did when I finally got it working.)
So I’ve moved, and you’re all invited along with me over to
See you there!


PS Don’t forget to reset your feeds in order to continue to get my posts in your reader!


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Happy Birthday!

Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 21, 2009

Someone has officially entered their late 20’s today.


Our favorite daddy gritted his teeth and ate a big slice of a thickly frosted cake today, because it was the one his daughter picked out.

birthdaycamping 007

Today, we’re celebrating 26 years of The Man.


Here is to 50 more birthdays!
And a nap.

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I’m Not That Girl

Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 21, 2009

Tomorrow I am going to spend some time with my grandmother.
I’m not looking forward to it.

Oh, my grandma isn’t an evil wench, or anything like that. In fact, I remember my grandma being fairly patient. She was a schoolteacher, and a birdwatcher, and a gardener. Most of those things require patience.
She encouraged me to read. One of the highlights of my week as a preteen, was getting to borrow 3 or 4 books off of her shelf upstairs. Classic children’s books. Like the Ramona series, by Beverly Cleary

So, if I have so many good memories of grandma’s house, why am I dreading going over there tomorrow?

Good question.

You see, my grandma has Alzheimer Disease.
And it is progressing rapidly.
Some days are really good, and she’ll only forget a few things, like where she put the remote, or she’ll lose the thread of a conversation. Little things.
Other days….other days are not so good.

On other days, I’m not her grand-daughter. I’m That Girl.
Usually, That Girl is being mean to her. As in, That Girl won’t let her have the keys to the car. Or That Girl hid something from her, or That Girl won’t tell her where her kids are.
That Girl. What a bitch.

The other days are coming more and more often. And it’s hard to watch. It’s hard to hear my grandma not remember my name, it’s hard to see her having trouble locating the bathroom, or waiting for her grown children to come home from elementary school.
It’s HARD.

But, if it’s hard for me, how much harder is it for my grandpa? Her primary caretaker? Who’s had the cops called on him, by grandma, because she couldn’t remember who he was?

Or for my grandma? Who is slowly losing her hold on the present, and spending more and more time in the past? What terror and pain must she feel in those moments, hours and occasional days of lucidity?

So. Tomorrow, I’m going to go see my grandma. And it won’t matter if she knows who I am, or not.

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Thursday Thud

Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 20, 2009

Thanks again to Anne at Forever A Younger for today’s topic.

Who is your favorite/must have blogger to read?

Heh, this is a hard one. There are so many, and they are all different. It’s hard to pick which one is my favorite.
Plus, it changes constantly. But currently, the five I read the most often, in no particular order, are below.

PS I worked REALLY FREAKING HARD to narrow it down to *just* five!

Miss Britt

Redneck Mommy

Domestic Graveyard

Whiskey In My Sippy Cup

BareFoot Foodie

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100 Things About Me, part #6

Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 19, 2009

51) I am inclined to being a night owl

52) My children are inclined to getting up at 7am. This and the above cause the a lot of occasional foggy day.

53) I am a Capricorn. Born on December 31st.

54) I will try almost any food once.

55) I refuse to classify Spam as a food

56) I listen to country music. I have stopped caring about the raised eyebrows I get for listening to it.

57)I also listen to just about every other genre of music out there. Nothing causes a double take like Brad Paisley followed by Metallica.

58) I like cheese.

59) I will put salsa on anything. I use it the way some people use ketchup.

60) Speaking of ketchup, I put it on boxed mac and cheese. This never fails to gross people out.

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Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 17, 2009

BlogapaLOSEa is the brain-child of Lisa over at Unfiltered Insanity and Heather at The Mother Tongue.

If you’re interested in the nitty-gritty of it, the meat of the matter, the rules of the game, as it were….feel free to head over there. I’ll be here when you get back.


Okay, you have the gist of it now? Good.
So, on August 31st, in this here space, I will do things I have not done before.

I will post my ACTUAL weight.
I will post a full body shot. Of my body, even.
I will post the scale shot (although, I can’t promise that my scale is readable in a photo. It’s barely readable in person. If I remember? I will pick up a new scale.)

During the contest, I will post the above and I will also post where I failed that week, and where I stayed strong. In the upcoming weeks before this officially starts, PLEASE feel free to share your secrets with me!

Because funds are limited, I will most likely be doing this sans Weight Watchers, sans gyms…sans “official” help in other words.

My most likely downfall? The exercise thing. But, public humiliation accountability works wonders for me. Hopefully, it will in this area, too.

So cross your fingers for me, or better yet, sign up and join with me!

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More proof that I am a dork

Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 17, 2009

I got my textbooks today.
I squealed.
Yes, I SQUEALED over TEXTBOOKS. For the love of pocket protectors, could I BE any more of a DORK?

Capitalization fully justified, thank you very much.

But I am excited for the start of the semester. I mean, adult conversation, the learning, talking to adults, interesting subjects, stretching my brain and MY GAWD! People who don’t need their noses wiped! Yippee!

Since I’m on the wait list for my program, this semester I’m taking a lot of fluffier classes, that I’m really interested in. Which will be a good thing, I think.
I’m also taking Anatomy. And I am not looking forward to that. But, it has to be done.

But seriously, adult conversation, y’all!

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Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 14, 2009

I am the ultimate #housewifeFAIL

There. I said it. I suck at housewife-yness. I don’t have the mad skills that some people do. I’m not organized, I don’t feel the need to clean the grout, and most of the time, I can live with the “lick and a promise” method of cleaning.

The Man is driven nuts by this.

I’m sorry, but I have a very hard time being motivated to clean and/or cook when 1)it goes completely unappreciated, 2)it’s not going to meet “standard” anyway, 3)I’m not going to get (hardly) any help and 4) it’s all going to be undone the minute I turn my back.

But to insinuate that I am a bad mother because my floor needs sweeping or I’ve forgotten to bag the recycling, or that my child is sick (with chicken pox, mind you) because of my #housekeepingFAIL is just a tad over-dramatic.

And don’t even get me started on, “But what do you DO?”

It’s not that I have some aversion to living in a picture perfect house, it’s just that I realize that’s not going to happen. And I’m not going to expend sweat, blood and tears trying to make the impossible come true, all on my own.

Could the house be cleaner? Absolutely.
Would that be a bad thing? No, sure wouldn’t.
But it’s not going to happen if the work is left to fall solely on my shoulders.

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Thursday Thud

Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 13, 2009

Thursday Thud

Welcome to the start of Thursday Thud! Thanks to Anne over at Forever A Younger for organizing it, and giving me a topic to write about, because I? Am running low on things to blog about.

This week is “What made you decide to or want to blog?”

To be honest, the first blog I had was long ago, during a period in my life I don’t like to think about. (aka high school) To sum it up, I was a very effed up teen, with a ton of issues. My parents found journal after journal, but teh internetz? Was not their forte (at the time). So I started a blog and ran my mouth all over the internet.

There was another blog after that first one. It was a mix between the teen angst of my initial blog, and the grown-up bitching of this current one.

I shared way too much info about every aspect of my life. Which I tend to do.

I took a long break from blogging. It was a hiatus of almost 2 years. Then I started this one.

I started this blog with no regard for readership, or socializing (although I do love (most of) you all) It was for me. Because I like to run my mouth. All over teh internetz (some things never change)

And I have. I have used and abused this poor blog site to work through some of my issues, fights, and to get a handle on my emotions more than once. (before the Great Post Disappearance of 2009…back up your work people) It’s my outlet.

So to sum up why I blog, 1)I talk a lot and 2)I have issues.

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100 Things, part the number five

Posted by ThePsychobabble on August 12, 2009

Drink Up

41) I am a rum or whiskey girl, depending on the night.

42) I am also, to a lesser extent, a vodka/schnapps/wine/Irish cream/and-occasional-beer-girl.

43) Basically, I am a drunk. (BTW, try Vanilla schnapps with Blueberry 180 energy drink. Tastes like a blueberry muffin for real)

44) I prefer tea to coffee

45) But I like coffee flavored energy drinks

46) And iced coffees

47) But NOT real coffee

48) Red Bull reminds me of cough syrup

49) I like jagermeister, but can’t do jagie bombs, b/c the red bull makes me gag

50) oh, and coke. B/d I need a soda that works with a variety of alcohols.

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