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And we hope you did as well :)

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Holy moly where does the time go????  My not so little (dude is in the 99.86% for height and 99.18% in weight.  He's gargantuan!) man turned 5.  We had a great weekend celebrating with family!  There was a hot air balloon festival so we got to watch the glow one evening then got up early one morning to watch them launch.  It was a great weekend....that of course involved cake :)  Here are a few

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Out on business for 7 days. Day 3:  Phone call to the Grandparents to check on my little people. Little Man: " Mamma, can we celebrate when you get home?" Oh hell YES we will celebrate!  I sure couldn't do this gig all the time.  The 3 to 4 weeks of the year that I have get to travel the  cheapest hotels state government can afford country is about all I can take.  What can I say, I'm a bleeding

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Him: Would you believe she hasn't enrolled them in school yet? Me:  Yes.  I mentioned that might be a problem you should watch out for when your custody changed. Him:  Yeah, well I'm going to make sure it gets done. Me:  Did they move back into the school district or do you need to apply for out of district attendance? Him:  ............................. Me:  Where are they staying? Him:  With

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The kids were gone for 4 looooooooong days.  It has been quite some time since some sort of change hasn't needed to be made to parenting time.  The changes always involve the kids being away from me for shorter periods of time less frequently.  I waited for a phone call to adjust the schedule last week and to my surprise it never came.  Needless to say I jumped when I got a phone call asking me

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Hi! I'm invoking my God given right as a women to change my mind!  Although it's not totally changing my mind since when I last wrote I did make it fully known that I'm frequently changing my mind and may be back.  So this is me coming back.  I have no particular reason other then this bumpy ass road to finding myself is starting to get a little long and so I decided why not go back to

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I leave for South Carolina on Sunday for business and then am taking VACATION the following week!!!!!! But the last couple days, as I've begun packing and tying loose ends up around the office (bc lets face it, i have the chance to not show my face in the office for two weeks and by golly I'm going to take FULL advantage of that!) I had and overwhelming sense of...I don't really know what to call

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I cant say I've had quite the experiences, in my professional career thus far, as the lovely Minnie. Until today...and I had a full on "Minnie Moment". What exactly does a "Minnie Moment" look like you might ask? Let me outline it for you, and in this case it was a whole lovely week.You may or may not arrive at work on Monday morning only to realize you have (what feels like) 39.5 hours of

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There are so many things that seem to be markers, or bright flashing red lights, denoting the changes that are happening. I have been happily seeing someone for a while. In the last couple months Pongo began seeing someone as well. Two very concrete "things" that make the permanency of the situation even more real. Not just for me, not just for Pongo, but for our little people as well.

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Why is it when I crawl in bed for the night I am powerless against the draw to watch some of the many episodes of Oprah I am behind on? Subsequently making the mornings ROUGH!Why is it that when I hand Dot a nicely rolled up (so none of the yummy goodness contained inside can fall out) soft taco, the first bite she takes is out of the middle?Why is it that when this same child is given an ice

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*Christmas exploded in my house a week and a half ago. I just couldn't contain it any longer. *I have said no less then 15 dozen times "please don't touch the ornaments/lights/outlet."*Had a proud mommy moment when, after several weeks of working with Flick regarding "use your words" when he gets upset, he looked up at me from the bath tub and said "I'm getting angry because she keeps knocking

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Major Fail! Dot has insanely irritable skin during the winter. I called Pongo the morning he was to pick the children up from daycare and told him that her skin had been irritated recently. If I had been looking at him I would have seen a blank stare on his face as I explained that the oatmeal bath really helps her. Finally he told me since I know what she needs I could just pick some up at

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Shh! Hear that?!?!? *crickets*That my lovelies is the sound of peace and.....dare I say it.... normalcy...or at least my normalcy. Boy howdy are we enjoying it! Flick is still having a bit of a time adjusting to our new normal but that is to be expected. He seems to be adjusting a bit more as every week goes by. I'm enjoying the new relationship and life is basically good. In true "my

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*disclaimer* I apparently have a rambling problem and apologize in advance for any bleeding retinas that result form this uninteresting post. I'm starting to think I do it to easily...although i suppose that makes me the bigger person...right? lol For example...I have been trying to get holiday arrangements lined out with Pongo. I started two weeks ago trying to get him to commit to sitting

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Psychological projection or projection bias is a psychological defense mechanism where a person unconsciously denies their own attributes, thoughts, and emotions, which are then ascribed to the outside world, such as to the weather, a tool, or to other people. Thus, it involves imagining or projecting that others have those feelings.I can say that the if nothing else, the last 6 years of my life

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Well...we've rec'd the stamp of... approval(?) from the courts. The divorce is final. Turns out Pongo knew this about 6 days before I did. I really did think I had one thing left to sign however when I went in to pay my most resent bill :| the super nice, crazy chipper, lol paralegal said, "Oh I don't have to mail this to you. Congratulations, you're divorced!" Oh, okay....turns out it was

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consist of the following:A fair amount of these....At least a morning of this...More then any of us need of these...Ample time enjoying this...And of course some of these...All enjoyed while in the company of great family.And I CAN. NOT. WAIT!!!!Hope you all have a safe and enjoyable 4th :)

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In all of the emotions that come with a situation like the one I'm currently living, people say very hurtful things. I know I am guilty of falling into this as well. But I have been told more times then I can count..."this is what you want isn't it" "your the one that wanted this" "this just makes you so happy"...and any derivative there of. And that can really wear on a person.The speaker

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Move complete...Semi peace established...Developing a new schedule...Papers in the works...Sun still shining...Birds still chirping...Life still going...And I can actually admit i feel more at peace and confident of my life's path then i have in a long time.

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*SIGH*Progression....can be a good/bad/needed/ugly/hard thing.Things are progressing here. We have each found new residences. My parents have decided they want to chip in and get a moving crew to help with my move. (which i am ever so thankful for simply because i'm not only mentally drained/trampled/run over/ spent, but also physically done as well) So as of the beginning of April I'll have

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So caught up in all that is....after skimming my blog today realized i never showed you lovelies Flick's 3rd birthday cake! I didn't get any really good pictures of it (goes to show how jumbled my head was) but here are a few! It's a lil melted/droopy looking but oh well, he loved it! :)

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In times filled with uncertainty i find my comfort in the constant and predictable things...-The alarm goes off every morning at 6:05am-Flick comes in while i'm in the shower asking to watch "George" (Curious George is a fav in our house)-Tuesday still comes after Monday-The Super Bowl will prevent all normal functions of the entire male species this weekend.-Choclote can still make everything

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I've been doing (what i consider) a damn good job of trucking through my current situation with my head on as damn near close to straight as I think humanly possible. But seriously...all the "help" I'm getting is about to make me loose my shit!Pongo flips back and fourth btwn "go fuck yourself" to "you're going to be gone for four days I'm going to miss you." *insert incessant touching and

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Still here....Holiday hustle and bustle has set in full force...I'm disappearing to my parents with Flick and Dot for a bulk of the holiday...Only to return to Pongo's family Christmas at our house...

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I got up this morning and put on the heaviest coat I own. Dawned the gloves, scarf and hat.Traipsed through the drifting snow, 40 mph wind's, below zero wind chills, still in my pj pants too of course, to put the dog back in it's kennel.Came back inside to began my normal routine....about a half hour later i realized that my office was closed, due to weather, for all non essential personnel. I

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But I see nothing wrong with this....Well, except that I don't happen to know if any wine compliments pumpkin pie real well :P *And if you happen to have a problem with the above pictured dinner, because yes, this was my dinner last night, now might not be the best time to make your oppinion known. Okay? Thanks :)

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On a different note...I'm not sure if the stars are aligning or if several people in my life are in cahoots now.I opted not to visit my family during the thanksgiving holiday. We were supposed to only have Nemo and Dory from 3pm Thanksgiving Day until 6pm the Saturday after (Cruella sent them with their backpacks so I made Pongo call and say we would love to have them all weekend and ask if that

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This is my most favorite part of the day.The 10 minutes after I have gotten ready.Before I wake the kids and Pongo.Before there are an additional 10 feet running around the house, bouncing in and out of bathrooms, pulling on clothes and searching for their other shoe.

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In my current, slightly disheveled, state of mind I just didn't have it in me to come up with a philosophical, eloquently stated, wisdom infused (okay who am i kidding, rarely do my post contain any of the previously mentioned characteristics) post clearly explaining what I am thankful for this year.Obviously there are the basics...health, family, children, support, to still be employed. But I

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So in honor of Thanksgiving and my lack of bloggin juices i'm going to repost my Thankgiving post from last year....mostly bc when I read it I giggled again :) Enjoy!Oh and I still don't know where this came from so I can still not give credit where it is due :)Original Post:Have a Happy Thanksgiving! For those of you who are coming to my place for Thanksgiving dinner -- Martha Stewart ain't

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* Pongo spoke to Cruella on the phone for over 2 hours one evening.* Horace and Cruella have been kaput for nearly a month with problems for several months before that.* Nemo and Dory were not keen to all of this until a few nights ago.* Nemo had MANY questions for Cruella in regards to how Horace treated her and many of them revolved around "did dad ever do that?"* WE are helping Cruella move

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MIA again. Sorry. There have been several interesting tidbits that have happened lately.For one, Pongo planned a cruise for our anniversary nearly 6 months in advance. As cruise time approached I began feeling very anxious. It's one thing to be cohabiting with someone you'd rather not be but it's completely different to be states and states away then stuck on a boat...anxiety hit hard. We

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As I was heading to bed last night I couldn't help but giggle over the many things that came out of my mouth last night.-Come to Mom and Pop's. Mom can not find the pot. Pop found the pot. The pot was on top.-Where's the lid to the kitchen trash can!?!?-Don't dump water on your sisters head!-If gas cost 1.499, and gas prices are rounded to the nearest thousandth, how much did gas increase if

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Things have been relatively quiet on the home front regarding Cruella. Not so quiet regarding Pongo and myself. We have decided to sell our house as that is the main thing (aside from the kids duh!) tying us together. We're basically just cohabiting now. Although that's not working real well for either of us. Pongo has become increasing jealous of anyone and everyone I speak to that he

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Some mom's will never hear that word said to them by the child they love so much. There are Daddies that will never have the joy of tossing their child in the air to catch them as the giggles ring through the house. Remember those presious souls lost to soon but loved indefinitally.Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day.

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I think I've mentioned a good friend of mine who i work with that has a psycho exwife of his own.He came back after lunch and told me that PEW's father died. He was waiting on a call from his 15 year old daughter to tell him how is 11 year old son took the news. He was really close to his grandfather and my friend was very worried how he would take the news. His daughter texted him and said

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...and it can really hurt when you don't get it.This is nothing I wasn't expecting but it still hurt. My heart is so full of concern for everyone else involved that I don't have the strength to worry about myself but I sure wish that there was someone who could find the strength to hurt for me. An email from my mom......Just Me:)—Your dad and I are not sure we will be able to come up this

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I hope that as I walk this road God gives me the strength I need and allows me to take all I've learned during my journey and use that knowledge to grow as a person.I've chosen my path and have far more important things to worry about then myself right now. Cruella and Pongo are the least of my worries since there are 4 little souls I have to put before all else.

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So I swear I've mentioned this story before, but can't find it anywhere so I'm going to recap quickly. If I have already told this story then just pretend you're hearing it for the first time.Pongo and I were over at Cruella's brothers house one Saturday morning. (Pongo and Cruella's brother were fairly good friends and we socialized with them quite a bit. Pongo was helping him finish building

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The waters have been a little rough lately.I've wanted to post several times but never quite get to it.School is back in full swing.We didn't get P/T conference notices which we asked Cruella about several times to which she played dumb.We didn't get the kids school photo order forms.We contacted the schools to ask to be contacted directly, one was very nice, the other, not so much.Football and

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I roll into work early one morning and pull up the two local papers online. Both have flashing headlines describing a double shooting in a trailer court in Cruella's town. I pulled up the address to verify what I was fairly certain of. It did indeed take place in Cruella's trailer court. No specifics were given. The police were staying so tight lipped they hadn't even released the trailer number,

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Ask them to move a pile of dirt. And not just any pile of dirt, this pile of dirt. Yes under all those weeds there is a pile...and this is about a 1/4 of it.When this happens..... ....never fear Hubby will ensure the fun doesn't end!Because what does he do. Well he does the only thing any good red blooded male would do, borrow the neighbors tractor. This ensures HOURS of fun!We discovered Dory is

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I've been very uninspired to post anything lately. So what better to get the juices flowing then a lovely little blog award to pass on! Dragonflymama was so kind as to pass the Honest Scrap Award on to me and now it's my turn to tell you 10 things about me that perhaps you do not know, and then pass it along.1- I wouldn't consider myself "crunchy" in any means but I did in fact go "poo free" and

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As summer comes to a close Pongo and I were given a brief reminder of what we have in store for us as school ramps back up. The kids were in, what we've so fondly come to call, a mommy funk during our last week of summer. We got a glimpse of the attitudes that we're sure will unfortunately make their way back into our lives as the kids begin spending more time with Cruella as we begin our school

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So my mommy brain completely failed me. I apparently was not paying attention to Pongo when he told me the kids were moving. I really had it in my head that they were going to be back in the town in which they were going to school. I was wrong. They are moving to another trailer court. Oh well, so much for the hopes that they'd be closer to school and maybe have a chance at getting 8 hours of

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The seemingly plentiful money tree that Cruella has in the past used to run us through the ringer financially has been tapped out. Cruella spilled the beans to Pongo during a lengthy conversation in which she reveled that they would be moving not into the house they have been working on but instead into a trailer back in the town in which the kids are to go to school it. It seems The Wicked

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Another year older...I hope another year wiser ;)...Now I'm holding on tight for the next 27 year ride cause the last 27 have been a hell of a ride!!!PS...my Mom and Dad surprised me by coming to visit (and kid sit so Hubby and I could have a nice dinner alone) so I got to give my Dad that hug I wanted to give him.

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This was what brought a recent Googler to my fair neck of cyber space.That along with:hating exwivestime to take care of myselftightrope clothingportable tightropehow we enjoy holidayoptional clothing photoNow that last one is a bit frightening...I can promise you that Googler DID NOT find what they were looking for here. And I kind of giggle at the tightrope related ones. I fully understand

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Not that it's really all that much of a surprise since yesterday I posted about the lovely signage I see on my way to and from work, but this post has nothing to do with any of my lovely dears or Cruella.I come to work today only to find an email from my Mom with the subject line of "Resume".And then I open the email. Can you give me any pointers for typing up a resume? Your dad quit his job

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In our area we've recently had a plethora of letters to the editor about the city road workers putting up incorrect signage in construction zones. Then, a few days ago on my way to work and then on my way home from work I came across what would be considered wonderful art work for a child...or poor craftsmanship for an adult. So with no further adieu I give you the lovely "Road Work Ahead" signs

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As Cruella got out of the car at drop off, my eyes immediately went to the bright blue envelope she had in her hand. With out a doubt it was what I have come to dread. She hands it over and starts in with the explanation.It was a birthday party invitation. I only dread them for one reason. Creulla is friends with the majority of Dory's friends mothers. I'm secure in my place in Dory's life but I

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After dinner Nemo asked if he could call his mom. I dialed the hospitals phone number and handed the phone to him, telling him to ask for Cruella LastName's room when the receptionist came on the line.A few moment's later I hear:"Mom! It's me!"They talk for several minutes and then Nemo hands the phone to Dory as he runs out the door. He immediately ran outside to tell his dad that "Mom is okay

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Pongo received a phone call.From Nemo's Phone.Dory was on the other end."Dad, mom told us we could come to the city pool by ourselves and we haven't gotten taken yet!"Have I mentioned that you have to cross train tracks, go over a four lane bridge over a river, and across one of the busiest streets in their town to get to the city pool that is......hold on while i google map it.......1.357 miles

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Nemo and I made our journey to the pottery shop. Pongo and I told him of our idea. We had looked for the mystery blue cookie jar and had not been able to find another quite like it. But when we offered the idea of creating his own he was thrilled to say the least.He picked out his jar and I a small plate and we sat down to paint. Nemo's first concern was what he would tell Dory. I told him not to

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Oh how I wish it were a left over 4th of July kind of bang but it's not...not at all...it's a bang that just makes my blood boil and steam rise from my ears.So I mentioned here that the kids all had one heck of a night...well where I stopped was where I finally got everyone to bed. Where the story continues is at 4:30 am the next morning when I felt a tap on my side and opened my eyes, not to

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I need to proceed this story with a little history.I work with a guy who has one hell of a PEW. He has fought tooth and nail for his kids and still does. He currently has residential custody of them but the fireworks of course never seem to cease. It didn't take long for he and I to discover that his PEW lives very close to Hubby and I. We live outside of town and our neighbors houses are

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I have been fully aware of Nemo's exceptional level of understanding. He "gets" so much more of his family situation then most realize. I think Cruella is the least aware of this fact. But while camping Nemo very bluntly gave Pongo and I all the confirmation we needed to know that things are really starting to click in his little brain.One evening I was getting Dory changed into her pj's and saw

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Pongo called Cruella to find out where he needed to pick the kids up at. She didn't answer so he left a message. We decided if we didn't hear back we'd just head to their house although we were pretty sure they were not there. Just as we were getting ready to leave Horace called.Horace: "Guess it's about time that we get going?"Pongo: "Yep, it's that time."Horace: "Well, we might be about 5

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...and I can't wait!

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We are not quite 1/2 way through the year and it seems like it has been quite a draining year. This week adds to that emotional drain.In one week we've lost three iconic (no mater how you look at it) faces. Ed McMan, Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson.In addition to the well known faces we may feel we "know" a dear coworker of mine lost his wife this week as well, suddenly and too soon. As he

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It was a SCORCHER here last night. I was not going to make the little kids sit in the 110 degree heat (with the heat index) to watch Nemo's game. I didn't want to unload Flick and Dot to get Dory so I asked Pongo to send her down to the car.Pongo: Hey sweetie, Just Me :)'s waiting for you in the car.Cruella: Oh, I thought you were going to get to stay for the game Dory.Pongo: No, Just Me :) had

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Games left!Dory rounded out her first softball experience last Friday. It was a good game and they lost by one...just in time. The heat and humidity has really been cranked up the last few days. Flick, Dot and I stopped by Nemo's game the other night. We hadn't planned on staying for the whole thing because it was a late game and lets face it...it was past Dot's bed time and quickly

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In our case, it's the baseball/softball beat :)Dory won last night...um...woo hoo..................Yeah, that's how I'm supposed to feel right...eh whatever.It would seem some of the girls, including Dory, are about as excited as I am.Dory: "do we have to do this again tomorrow now?"ha! You can tell they're 5 and 6 and they've been at it for two months now because the new wore off weeks ago. The

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I met up with an IRL friend last night, but the story really starts the day before.I got home from work and was starting to pack everything (chairs, stroller, food, drinks, toys) back up to head to Nemo's ball game that evening. I called Pongo to see how far from home he was because we had exactly 15 minutes from the time i arrived home to when we needed to leave again to make it to the game so

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It takes so much energy to be in a public setting with the kids when Cruella and Horace are there too. We have rules in our family...some rules are very different from the lack of rules at Cruella's house. When the kids are with Cruella I don't so much worry about it...I keep my eye on them to make sure that no one is going to kill themselves or anyone else but I turn the parenting over the

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The newest bane of my life has become Nemo's cell phone. Oh how I love now having to babysit an electronic device to ensure it's safe return to the original purchaser. However, while fulfilling my babysitting duties I do also monitor the usage of said electronic device. IMO full and unrestricted privacy is something that is earned and comes with time, age and maturity. Unfortunately Cruella is

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So I've been a little off kilter lately. Hormones a mess, not sleeping well, weird body aches (I've peed on a stick so many times, just to make sure another immaculate conception hasn't occurred, it's really quite ridicules!)I am completely aware of the slightly unstable, emotional state I am currently in and know that somethings are most likely not quite as I initially perceive them to be.I was

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To wrap up this / this / this / this/ story:Cruella gave Pongo the court ordered 30 days notice, albeit not in the means stated in the court order. But I'm guessing certified mail is to complicated for her so a hand written note seemed a even trade in her book. Pongo told her he was okay with this because the kids were not going to switch schools again. And that's really the biggest concern we

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Pongo Jones,I'm writing this letter to notify you in writing of our intent to move. As of July 1, 2009 Horace, I and the kids will be residing @ 1234 YouAreF*ingKiddingMe Lane.Nemo and Dory both will continue to attend school in (where they currently are). They both will also continue to be transported to and from school with me as I am continuing my employment with the school district. Thank You

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Pongo came home from Nemo's ball game last night with an story illustrating Cruella and Horace's exemplary parenting skills.One of The Wicked Witch's dogs bit LC. Like, chewed her up and spit her out, bit. Pongo was telling me about it as Dory then chimed in with her knowledge of the event. "Yeah! Dog bit LC and kept biting her until Horace got over there and pulled her off of LC!"WTF!I first

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And because Pongo still has the note in his possetion and I keep forgetting to grab it, you'll have to wait at least another day for the next installment of this, this and this.PS: I swear I'm not trying to torment anyone, I really did forget to grab the note ;)

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Continuing on from here and here...We cruse through the last day of our weekend, setting up the swimming pool, getting groceries, playing outside, the usual for a "oh it feels like summer" day. Nemo and Dory rounded out their day by jumping into the kiddie pool fully dressed because the big pool wasn't ready yet. I headed into the house to round up dry clothes and start the "it's time to go back

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To continue on from here.We didn't hear anything from the crazy camp until Nemo's tournament was over. Nemo wanted to call them to see if they were going to go to Dory's game that evening. Pongo let him call and he proceeded to tell them all about how he pitched the majority of the game (thank god! the kid was really starting to get down about not pitching) and pitched a great game at that. When

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Nemo had a "moment" last week. One of those moment's any of you with, preteen/wanna be preteen/full fledged teen/ I think I'm a man, children have or will experience. It's a moment in which the Man/Child ultimately ends up throwing a fit and looking more like their two year old sibling then the "man" they so claim to be. Well at the end of Nemo's fit he sighs, "I just hate having to keep secrets.

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I've got several things I want to mention but the thoughts just aren't quite flowing in a cohesive manner today. So we'll try bullet points and see how that goes.* Nemo shared a conversation with Pongo that occurred at The Wicked Witch's house. It was centered around several things Pongo has "really" belonging to The Wicked Witch and Cruella's father.Hate to bust your bubble there crazies...

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So the weekend of Pongo's surprise birthday party he re roofed a house. It served as a great distraction that allowed for me to get everything ready! I helped him at the job site for a little bit in the morning then sun screened his white lightening arms/neck/shoulders up and sent him on his way to finish the job. (I have no ambition to climb 28 feet in the air to re roof the second story porch

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Pongo, Flick, Dot, Cruella, Dory and I spent an enjoyable evening watching Nemo play baseball the other night.Yes I did just use the word "enjoyable" and "Cruella" in the same sentence.I've had many a conversations with people that go something a long the lines of, "I really don't mind Cruella. If she were an acquaintance of mine I would feel sorry for her. Her poor decisions and run of bad luck

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I successfully pulled one over on Pongo. His surprise party went off with out a hitch...well if you ignore the fact that he was an hour and a half late due to a slight mishap that involved a trailer hitch vanishing leaving him unable to bring his equipment back home...but other then that it went great. He was surprised despite his untimely visit home during which he saw his cake and several other

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All fears of Cruella being intelligent enough to pull anything over on us, at least anything of any magnitude, has been put to rest. I told Pongo I wanted to hand her, face to face, Dory's T-ball schedule. I wanted to see her reaction to know if she knew that it was a traveling team. We initially had two theories.a) she was trying to make our lives a living hell because all games and practices

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It took Nemo 9 days to loose his cell phone. 3 of those days he didn't carry it because he left it at Cruella's over our weekend. 9 days...sure hope they bought insurance ;)

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The speed bumps and hurtles in our lives are nothing in comparison to so many others.Many of us read as Angie chronicled her story of loss and love.Then as MckMama took us along on her roller coaster of near loss and love.Then again as a Mother and a Father felt their world turned upside down after 17 short months.And then last night, the "One Pound Miracle" gave her all and left this world after

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So I'm a little peeved right now...hence the two post in one day and the fact that I'm blogging with a 15 month old sitting on my lap...in between "no no, don't touch that" I'm calming down and gathering my "I'm really pissed off thoughts. My MIL, bless her heart, is one heck of a thorn in my side. Her hubby, my hubby's dad, the kids grandfather, passed away 1 week before Nemo's 7th birthday (the

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All was quite after a busy weekend. Pongo and Dory were out running errands. Flick and Dot were napping and Nemo disappeared to his room. I went to check on him only to be ushered right back out of his room as he quickly closed the door behind me. Later he emerged with a card. "Thank You for Everything. Thanks! Love, Nemo" I'll take "thanks for everything" over "happy mother's day" any day.------

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I was commenting on another blog the other day in regards to *dramatic pause* dun dun dunnnnnn. Mother's day. My comment was something along the lines of :I'm going to have the kids make cards for BM because they are with us this weekend, but I know it will be a cold day in Hell before she ever does anything near returning the gesture...and the "high road" sucks.That's paraphrased but I said it

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...you think that a sand pile was created for one reason and one reason only......to bury yourself in off course! Enjoy from the safety of your, nice, clean, not filled with sand, surroundings...cause I had to clean this sh!t up! :) But it made for some great pictures ;)there was an entire body attached to these shoes... as well as these... And I personally happen to think these are the cutest

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Remember this. Well we were lucky enough to have a repeat of that lovely event recently. Except this time we were treated to a rousing round of American inspired "spring" tunes. And instead of the ENTIRE family acting like everything was hunky dory we were simply graced by one frazzled mom/step mom of four. AND IT WASN'T ME!!!!!It would seem that Cruella's previous entourage of family was unable

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In case you happen to be related to Cruella let me give you a refresher.....re·spon·si·ble1: liable to be called on to answer2 a: able to answer for one's conduct and obligations : trustworthyb: able to choose for oneself between right and wrong3: marked by or involving responsibility or accountability4: politically answerable ; especially : required to submit to the electorate if defeated by the

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Me: How was ball practice?Pongo: Fine.Me: Was Nemo in a good mood?Pongo: YesMe: Did Cruella bring Dory?Pongo: Yep...and I wonder where the kids inherit their knack for one word answers...Me: Did Cruella have much to say?...this topic is not so easily answered with one word...Pongo: She was acting strange.Me: How so?Pongo: She was acting normal.HA! As i delved deeper i did find it was a pretty "

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We are quickly approaching Birthday season in our family. We have several birthdays that all fall very closely together. Great for combining party's, poopy on the wallet ;) With this brings a new set of hurdles to jump through. We've had problem's in the past with reveling birthday plans in advance only to have Cruella then do exactly what we said we were going to do. So now, even if we are going

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It all starts H E R E.Pongo finally decided he'd had enough...the whole "stay in it for the kids" was drastically out weighed by his urge to find peace. He moved in with his brother and shuffled through the next several months. He and Cruella initially pursued a legal divorce but hit a brick wall...they didn't have a pomp and circumstance wedding, but rather a small almost "drive through" wedding

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Despite my belief that much of what the teenage population is currently wearing is much smaller than it should be, and regardless of the fact that I may make a smart ass remark that it would actually fit a 5 year old...please do not take me literally if you are incapable of distinguishing what does and does not fit your 5 year old daughter, because she will still swim in it!So just in case you

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This is just one more instalment in what should be known as Great Clothing Debacle. I think I've heard every family involved in shuffling kids back and fourth mention at one point or another.Clothing really was one of my largest concerns when the current parenting plan began and I specifically made Pongo address it in advance in mediation with Cruella. After watching many of the kids cloths

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This is something that Cruella seems to see no importance in. Nemo's first baseball tournament was canceled due to rain so his coach decided they were going to have an extra practice. Nemo was supposed to have practice at 1 on the same day Dory had practice scheduled at 3. Slight problem since Pongo had Dory's gear and their practice feilds are in two different towns about 30 minutes apart. Pongo

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So I'm sitting here with tears streaming down my face...I have a super soft spot in my heart for kids. I have a lengthy list of blogs I follow and a good chunk of them are about absolutely amazing little people and their families.One of the families suffered the greatest loss last week. I just checked back in to see how much money the family had raised for the March of Dimes. It's amazing!

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I'm laying on the floor kicking my feet with my arms flailing wildly! I'm so angry I feel like I'm in the middle of a temper tantrum because my mommy put me in time-out! You know what kind of mad I'm talking about. That kind of angry that's in a beet red toddler face with tears streaming down and a blood curdling scream emitting from their mouth.Now, let me explain why I'm that angry. Nemo

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If you have no idea whats going on, then you missed this, this and this.Pongo was livid to say the least that she had made the unilateral decision to have the abortion. Of course now he knows that there was a good chance that the child was not his but he still knows it might have been his and I don't know that he'll ever forgive her for her actions.Things spiraled even quicker down hill from here

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If you missed the beginning start here and here.Cruella and Pongo had a rocky relationship to say the least. Then Cruella turned up prego once again.The futile relationship continues through Cruella's pregnancy and birth of Dory and through the construction of a new home. Things change very little with the addition to the family. Cruella takes to "going on walks" in the evenings. She keeps a

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...with a little child labor of course! Ha! Best part is...they asked to do it!So for future reference, mix the following ingredients:3 rambunctious children ranging in age from 2 to 103 hammers1 deck that is 30+ years oldanda healthy helping of "don't hit your brother in the head"with that you have a recipe for an afternoon of peace and quiet rhythmic thumping.We also partook in the mandatory

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Things are still calm and we even tested the waters this morning to ensure they were. Cruella has been super normal and we thought that maybe she didn't get that Pongo was going to pick the kids up a day early too. Because after everything had been settled Pongo realized that "day early" fell on Cruella's birthday. (We would of course allow the kids to celebrate with her if she'd asked...but were

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Cruella was quite cordial at practice the other night (and I suck and building up suspence) so as the peace continues I'll seize the moment and continue on... So if you missed the beginning start here.I do want to give a little disclaimer for any skeptics. I (as you can read) did not know Pongo during this stage in his life. In fact I lived several hours a way. My information is based off of what

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