Ways In Which My Crotchfruit are Awesome

The Boy: "I may be just a little boy, but I'm not crazy mom." (I may have been trying to convince him that my truck runs on the sweat of raccoons at the time)



The begged me to play a Prince song in the truck. And then totally rocked out to it. Then I ruined it by giving them a history lesson on the religious references and viewpoint of the church the song is written about.



The boy drinks soy chai latte with me. This alone will keep him in the will. At least for now.



The girl is finally old enough for me to steal her clothes. Which I do. Which pisses her off. I'm still calling it a win.

They fetch.

The girl eats broccoli and asparagus like it's candy. I have no idea. Don't ask.

They like zombie movies. Which are KEY to a rounded education.

It's HOLLY TIME

Clearly, not a definable difference between Baby Holly and semi-adult-like Holly.

Apart from the whole ability to drive thing.

A Little Q & A - AKA Clarification

Alright, so I've been informed by some....hinted at by others....asked outright by some....WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH HOLLY? So, in point form here you go my loves:

1. Last fall hubby and I decided to divorce. We are still good friends. We always will be. It simply wasn't a marriage either one of us were happy in anymore, but yes. I was the one who was the most unhappy. Which in the eyes of some of our mutual friends makes me the 'bad' one and the one making 'poor' choices. I choose to be happy. I choose to make the most out of the one life I have. And I choose to salvage a close friendship rather than lose that friend by becoming bitter and miserable in a situation I am not invested in. I believe it was the right one. There are a great many details that none of your are privy to...nor will you be. But rest assured, there were no villains in this whole thing.

2. Yes, I went to a psychologist. I spoke to a couple. I explored my motivations, true feelings, and sacrifices BEFORE making any choices. I'm talking months of sessions. I believe that's also known as making a responsible decision.

3. No, I don't go out and drink and party all the time. In fact, the only times I've been truly drunk in the last...oooo, 7 months? Is one night before Christmas, and my girls weekend away. And if you expect me to apologize for that weekend away where I had fun and did NOTHING irresponsible (apart from playing in the waves in the middle of the night) you have another thing coming. So, rest assured....I am not out drinking. Or partying. I get up at 5am....work until 3 or 4...then come home. Monday to Friday. Weekends are spent mostly with the kids. So get over yourself and your misguided judgements.

4. The children were told almost 4 months after the choice was made what was happening. We discussed how to do it with a mediator and psychologist beforehand. They are doing well....coping. And focusing on the positives. We are keeping a close eye on them and will continue to parent them as a team. Because that's what we are.

5. Yes, I have begun to move on. No, I'm not being irresponsible or 'quick' about it. I'm not out dating. I'm not looking. I'm simply finding my happiness with someone. And the last time I checked, that was a perfectly reasonable thing to do as a fully grown adult. Nothing is being rushed, and quite frankly it's nobody's business but our own.

6. I'm moving into a condo....I'll have the kids every other week. We are working it around his schedule as it's a bit more unpredictable. Ooo, see, there's that responsible parenting thing again.

7. I'm still logical. I still make lists. And binders. And think things through until they can't be thought through anymore. I haven't changed. I've simply become more like the me I used to be.

SO, if you have a question? Email me. I'm certainly open to discussing things within reason. But....I'd ask that you DO NOT make asinine assumptions based on a fraction of my 'online personality' and then go running to others with the information making judgements on my 'change in personality' or 'poor life choices'. Because clearly if you were here...or invested in my life...you'd know the facts.

NOW...for the HAPPY.....

In 5ish weeks I'll be in Vancouver (oh yeah, Olympic city people!) for a 7 day break from life. It's much needed and I'm VERY excited. We'll be heading over the Island (that would be Vancouver Island) where I am planning on seeing the waterfall where my Dad's ashes were scattered for the first time in over a decade. I miss the ocean...I miss the West coast....and the entire trip will be good for my soul. In more ways than one.

I get to keep my cat at the new condo. Shut up...it is too a good thing. YES I KNOW. She is Siamese and therefore created to make my life hell and try to kill me. But she sooooooooo cute!
I am SO not a crazy cat lady. Shutit.

TWO of my friends just told me they are pregnant. Both are teachers. Both are due the same time. Meaning....teachers get horny in December. I'm pretty sure that's what it means. At any rate, SUPER happy for them. Both have waited a long time for it.

I am going in on the 20th to have the angel tattoo on my back touched up....which is very HAPPY FACE news because right now she kind of looks like she doesn't have a nose. Which is weird. Anyway, when I booked it they asked me if they could pass my name along to a photographer who is doing photos for a book...they want my arm tattoo in it. Kind of fun. I'll let you all know if that works out or not.

So....do you have any questions? whymomdrinksrum@hotmail.com

And remember everyone,

Guns don't kill zombies. People with guns kill zombies.