March 28, 2012

Father Daughter Dance 2012

I just realized I never shared these pictures with you.

After all the crap we went through to get this dance off the ground, I figured it was high time you all got to see Doodle in her fine dance attire.

We woke up early. We had to hit the shoe store first. Grab a pair of black flats, low profile dance socks and hit the coffee stand all before running to Miss Carrie's to have our hair done!

Doodle was a great sport, sitting so patiently while Miss Carrie pulled, twisted, curled, sprayed and bobby-pinned her hair to within an inch of it's life!

Doodle and I head home, with much thanks and appreciation to Miss Carrie, and get ready to finish all the primping for the dance.

Showered? Check
Nails painted? Check
Snack eaten? Check
Dress? Check
Shoes, sweater and accessories? Check
Final hairspray? Check
Spritz of mom's perfume? Check

Picture time! 

Another fabulous Miss Carrie creation!

Nails painted to match the dress, and appropriate jewelry to match!

Beautiful face!

Sassy pose!

Almost ready!

She had a great time at the dance!

March 26, 2012

The Great Tooth Debacle

A couple of weeks ago, I clued you all in on the latest "Bonehead Move" HeeHaw had made, read here if you missed it. (You really need to read the back story). And yes, this all ACTUALLY happened. If I'm lyin I'm dyin.......Wait for it.

So let me fill you in on what has happened this week. As of Tuesday, the tooth had not been taken care of. Thursday of LAST week, Doodle was back to intense pain. I immediately called the dentist, asked for a refill on the Penicillin, and had it faxed to the pharmacy.

I had the kiddos all weekend, and I was all over the medication situation. She had a sleepover and we managed to get in all of her doses.

Doodle and Lil C go back to HeeHaw's on Sunday night. HeeHaw has been informed of the situation Friday morning. I in no uncertain terms let him know I would be making an appointment for her with the Endodontist as I was tired of waiting for HeeHaw to take care of this situation, AND having the final say in what was going to happen. Here is the response I get: "I do not agree to you taking her in, and will not be paying. I will take care of taking her in. You make it sound like a life and death situation. The only time her tooth hurts is when she is with you. Which leads me to believe you are feeding her information to scare her into going. I ask her quite often how her tooth is doing, and she says it doesn't hurt".

Are you kidding me? Where does he come up with this shit? And, who is he kidding? You "refuse to pay" and you want "to take care of taking her in"........ right. Like you managed to "take care of it" up until now? Well I made the appointment anyway. Hello, my kid is in pain. We had already waited 6 weeks. More than long enough.

The kiddo's went back to HeeHaw's Sunday night. No word for almost 2 days when Tuesday afternoon rolls in. I get a call from Doodle. She is calling from school and is sobbing. There is about 32 minutes left in her school day. I asked her what was wrong and she said she was in an intense amount of pain. Since it was still HeeHaw's day, I instructed her to call LL and see if she would come get her.

Doodle calls HeeHaw and LL is not able to come get her, and instead of calling me back to come pick her up, Doodle has to wait out the rest of the day. Walk the 2 blocks home, in pain. I call her almost as soon as she gets home.

I want to know why she is in so much pain. Has she been taking her medicine since she left my house? Well, noooo. Miss Doodle decided to "forget" her meds because she didn't like the way they upset her stomach. Really?

I tell Doodle what she can take, and anxiously await to pick her up at 6pm. Since it's a girl scout night I ask her if she wants to go. She does, and makes it through most of the evening. We quickly get her home after the meeting is over and give her the strongest pain meds I can. That takes the edge off but am I glad I made her an appointment for the next day (that I had made 2 days previous) to have her tooth taken care of.

I am up and down like a Jack-in-the-Box all night, making sure she is ok. Not in pain, and sleeping ok. Wednesday morning dawns and Doodle wakes up with a swollen cheek. She cant go to school. Not looking like she had swallowed 6 extra large marshmallows in a "chubby bunny" contest.
Thankfully, she is not in too much pain. Just mild discomfort at this point. We go to see the endodontist, and they take out all the decayed portion of the tooth, and tell me to watch her swelling and pain levels. I of course, pay for the procedure, minus what insurance has kicked in for.

Because, after all of HeeHaw's ridiculousness, I went around him to find the ever elusive dental insurance. The endodontist called to verify coverage for Doodle, as well as make sure they were on the preferred provider list, and the coverage was even better than we though. Saved $157.

Well, about 4 hours later, her cheek looks like this:
Seriously? So I call the dentist back on the emergency line, and he tells me to come in the next morning. They will take out the temporary filling they put in, and hopefully that will increase drainage of the tooth and reduce swelling. So back to the dentist we go.

Everything is all good, until we get home. 2 hours goes by, and I notice this spot on Doodle's cheek. What the hell? It's hot to the touch, and there is now a rash.......

I call the dentist back, and he tells me to increase her antibiotics to 4 times a day. This should reduce the swelling and redness. If it gets worse though, I am to call back because at that point? Doodle may have to be admitted to the hospital for IV antibiotics.

So, I am freaking out. CHB suggests I mark the ends of the red spot to make sure I know if it getting bigger or not. So, now poor Doodle has pen mark all over her face. As if a swollen and red cheek were not enough?

HeeHaw and LL were to pick the kids up that night (Thursday) at 6pm. Right before HeeHaw comes to grab the kids I get a text message "thanking me for everything I did for Doodle this week". WTF? Am I being punked?

I ask HeeHaw to come in to see the medication schedule, get the dentist info, and warning signs to watch for. I watch as HeeHaw and LL nod their heads at what I am saying, not sure that they understand the gravity of the situation.

I tell HeeHaw, via email, after her has left, that I NEED a phone call from either him or LL the next morning to let me know the situation. I have the day off for attending to any of Doodle's needs if they need to go to work. Also, that IF emergency care is needed, LL is NOT authorized to make those types of decisions. She can call 9-1-1 with the best of them, however if they come to her with treatment options, she can NOT authorize any of them.

Well, of course, in pointing this out to HeeHaw I am met with the standard response of "LL having their best interests at heart" and how neither he nor LL are "taking away my parental rights" blah blah blah. Like I believe HeeHaw for a second.

What has he tried to do with EVERY girlfriend and now with his wife? Uhm yeah. Give those women more decision making capabilities than I as their own mother have. Have I mentioned today that I love my life?

Anyway, it is now Friday and the call comes in from HeeHaw. He and Doodle have talked and Doodle wants to go to school. I asked him if he was serious? The nurse would take one look at Doodle's cheek and send her home. And if we were lucky we wouldn't get reported to CPS for looking like we punched our kid.

It's a couple hours later, and Doodle calls me to tell me that both her father and LL have gone to work. Leaving her home alone. Ugh. Really? Maybe I am the only one freaking out about her tooth? I tell her to call me every single hour so I can check on her. The swelling has not gone down, and the red spot is still there.

I call the dentist again, and he said to give it another 24 hours. So, instead of driving to HeeHaw's house to still Doodle for the day, I decide to wait it out. The next day, I spoke with Doodle in the morning, and her swelling was finally going down, and the red spot was going away.

Saw Doodle again Sunday morning at soccer. Swelling all gone, same with the red spot. Thank goodness! That means that HeeHaw and LL have actually made sure Doodle was taking her meds.

While I am super relieved that Doodle's tooth is better, the swelling is gone and the red spot is gone, I am still racked with tons of guilt. I should have just taken Doodle in to get the filling done when I heard about it, regardless of what HeeHaw said. I have never felt like a worse mom than I did last Tuesday night.

There was no need to wait. And, trust me when I say this will NEVER EVER happen again. I will not be bullied one more time by HeeHaw saying he will refuse to pay this that or the other. This is no different than the countless other things he doesn't want to pay, hasn't paid for, or will likely EVER pay for.

I had to beg, borrow and damn near steal to get this root canal paid for. And believe you me, I would do it every time. I can not believe HeeHaw honestly thought this could wait any longer. Maybe it's just me? But I don't want to ever see my kids cry. Breaks my heart. So when Doodle was crying from extreme pain? I am ever so glad I grew a backbone last week and made the appointment for her.

March 12, 2012

U.B.A. Awards......

U.B.A. you ask?

Welcome to the first edition of the........ drumroll please?


Today's honoree? Republican Senator Bob Morris of Indiana.

Why? Well clean your ears out, grab a chair, and a stress ball and have a listen.

Today, March 12th is Girl Scouts 100th Anniversary. Woot woot!

Know who doesn't want to come to the party and have a piece of cake?

None other than Senator Bob Morris. He recently sent this out:

Rep. Bob Morris: Girl Scouts have ‘radical policies'

Verbatim text of letter from Indiana state Rep. Bob Morris, R-Fort Wayne, to fellow lawmakers.

February 18, 2012

Members of the Republic Caucus

Dear Fellow Representatives:

This past week I was asked to sign a House Resolution recognizing the 100th Anniversary of Girl Scouts of America. After talking to some well-informed constituents, I did a small amount of web-based research, and what I found is disturbing. The Girl Scouts of America and their worldwide partner, World Association of Girl Guides and Girl Scouts (WAGGGS), have entered into a close strategic affiliation with Planned Parenthood. You will not find evidence of this on the GSA/WAGGGS website—in fact, the websites of these two organizations explicitly deny funding Planned Parenthood.

Nonetheless, abundant evidence proves that the agenda of Planned Parenthood includes sexualizing young girls through the Girl Scouts, which is quickly becoming a tactical arm of Planned Parenthood. Planned Parenthood instructional series and pamphlets are part of the core curriculum at GSA training seminars. Denver Auxiliary Bishop James D. Conley of Denver last year warned parents that "membership in the Girl Scouts could carry the danger of making their daughters more receptive to the pro-abortion agenda."

A Girl Scouts of America training program last year used the Planned Parenthood sex education pamphlet "Happy, Healthy, and Hot." The pamphlet instructs young girls not to think of sex as "just about vaginal or anal intercourse." "There is no right or wrong way to have sex. Just have fun, explore and be yourself!" it states. Although individual Girl Scout troops are not forced to follow this curriculum, many do. Liberal progressive troop-leaders will indoctrinate the girls in their troop according to the principles of Planned Parenthood, making Bishop Conley's warning true.

Many parents are abandoning the Girl Scouts because they promote homosexual lifestyles. In fact, the Girl Scouts education seminar girls are directed to study the example of role models. Of the fifty role models listed, only three have a briefly-mentioned religious background – all the rest are feminists, lesbians, or Communists. World Net Daily, in a May 2009 article, states that Girl Scout Troops are no longer allowed to pray or sing traditional Christmas Carols.

Boys who decide to claim a "transgender" or cross-dressing life-style are permitted to become a member of a Girl Scout troop, performing crafts with the girls and participate in overnight and camping activities – just like any real girl. The fact that the Honorary President of Girl Scouts of America is Michelle Obama, and the Obama's are radically pro-abortion and vigorously support the agenda of Planned Parenthood, should give each of us reason to pause before our individual or collective endorsement of the organization.

As members of the Indiana House of Representatives, we must be wise before we use the credibility and respect of the "Peoples' House" to extend legitimacy to a radicalized organization. The Girl Scouts of America stand in a strong tradition that reflects with fidelity the traditional values of our homes and our families. The tradition extends from coast-to-coast and back through the past one hundred years. That said, I challenge each of you to examine these matters more closely before you extend your name and your reputation to endorse a group that has been subverted in the name of liberal progressive politics and the destruction of traditional American family values.

I have two daughters who have been active in the Girl Scouts of Limberlost Council in Northeastern Indiana. Now that I am aware of the influence of Planned Parenthood within GSA and other surprisingly radical policies of GSA, my two daughters will instead become active in American Heritage Girls Little Flowers organization. In this traditional group they will learn about values and principles that will not confuse their conservative Hoosier upbringing.

I have been told that, as of today, I am the only member not supporting the Girl Scout Resolution.

I challenge each of you to examine these matters and to decide carefully whether or not to sign the resolution.


Bob Morris

O.M.G. I am seeing red! As if that wasn't enough, the American Thinker posted THIS article and I felt my blood pressure rise. Significantly.

So many questions/thought/concerns/issues were swirling around in my head. Here goes:

1. Oh Booooooobbbbbbbb, have you actually spent time with your daughters Girl Scout troop, or are you a drop and run parent who doesn't have a solid understanding of our organization?

2. Do these people think that ALL Girl Scout leaders just "accept" everything they hear/read/see about the organization they are a part of?

3. Why are they targeting Girl Scouts for having employees that had past ties to organizations like Planned Parenthood, Komen Foundation, National Gay and Lesbian Task force, different political parties, the New Leaders Council? What, we aren't allowed to have an opinion outside of where we work?

4. Do any of us scouts actually sit around complaining about "Boy Scouts" or "Cub Scouts" not allowing girls in to their organization?

I was so angered by these articles. The sheer stupidity of it, as well as the INCORRECT facts that were shared with people made my blood boil.

Let me see if this will help clear it up: I am my own person. While I belong to this organization of women, I can think and make decision for myself. That BOB MORRIS and Betsy M. Galliher think we are all just spoon fed how to think and act makes me nuts! What else does Girl Scouts stand for if not to teach these girls how to make their world a better place, think for themselves and put their thoughts in to a plan of action, and to be a "sister" to everyone? Help your neighbor, better your community, broaden your horizons and make your dreams come true?

Are those bad things? Oh wait. I got it. It must be because we are women only organization, and that we can actually do EVERYTHING ourselves, and don't have to rely on a MAN to do it, we are all of a sudden corrupting the youth of America?

Do you think that BOB MORRIS actually checked out Girl Scouts BEFORE he signed up his daughters? Looks like to me some right wing tight ass whispered in his ear, and he decided to let the world know about the terrible behavior our organization was promoting.

God forbid anyone who works for our organization has ever had a job that doesn't fall in line with what the Girl Scouts stands for? Seriously? That's what you are hung up on? Good thing I'm not a republican voter in Indiana because I would be the loudest voice AGAINST Bob Morriss there ever was. What an idiot.

Bob, get your damn facts straight. While GSUSA did attend the women's conference/world thinking day event, we did not, as an organization, pass out any propaganda from Planned Parenthood. Do these people really think that all us scouts do is sit around the fire, sing Kum-ba-ya, teach them how to become a lesbian and where to go to get an abortion?

Get a grip folks. I am SO GLAD I am no longer a Republican. And I know. If you talk to MOST leaders of Girl Scout troops, even the conservative ones, they think this article and everything it represents are just dumb.

There are people like Bob Morriss out there. HeeHaw for one. Who thought the whole time we were married that Girl Scouts was a feminist organization. Good grief. Yes, that's what we are. Just like Boy Scouts is a chauvinistic group? Heavy heavy sarcasm folks. Would love to hear what you think...........

March 7, 2012

It's a Bird, It's a Plane............

I made it.

From Seattle. To Phoenix. And back. Barely.

It was a whirlwind trip. I was very happy that I was able to go. My grandpa was doing really good when I was there. His usual self, which was nice to see as I was prepared for the worst.

Here are the impressions I am left with of my trip:

Trying to sit as far in to the aisle as possible on the shuttle bus to the airport so as not to come in to contact with the nasty lady I had to sit next to. Who snored. The entire hour trip to SeaTac.

Getting lost in the Las Vegas airport. Awesome. (Heavy on the sarcasm) And because I got lost? Sad that I was not able to gamble in the airport. I really wanted to pull the handle of a true Sin City slot machine.

Landing in Phoenix over dressed. I went from 44 degrees in WA to 76 degrees in Arizona.

Thankful for the "oh shit" handle in the backseat of Grandma's Buick as she cuts off a delivery truck making a free left. Inches from death. Seriously.

Driving around Phoenix and seeing my old neighborhood, elementary school, the catholic school I was kicked out of, the grandparents house, meeting up with old friends. Waves of nostalgia.

No matter where I was, realizing a lot of people still have no grasp of the "personal space" concept. I had my hair sniffed, my arm sneezed on and countless bumps in various parts of my body. Not to mention the "pat down" I got by the less than friendly TSA personnel at the airport because I had on an under wire bra.

Asked for a pair of wings, on 3 different flights. No dice. Shouldn't I be rewarded for not having a complete knockdown drag out full blown anxiety attack when I saw the little puddle jumper I was flying on from Portland to Seattle? Hello?

Left Saturday from Phoenix, where it was 80. Came home to snow flurries. Took me 3 days to get warm. And then I got sick. Yay.

Thanks to some anxiety meds, most of the trip was a success. I think I can fly better now that I have a bag of tricks up my sleeve.