M is for.....

McDonald's.

This is my rant for the day.

Madison had cheerleading 30 minutes away tonight at 7 so we decided instead of trying to fix dinner in the whopping hour and a half we were home....we would take her out to McDonald's first.

Well first off it cost us 18 bucks for 2 adults and a child. For McDonald's??? I mean it isn't like we had sit down service or home cooked food. It's microwaved burgers and stale fries for crying out loud.

Which brings me to my next point. I ordered chicken selects, steering as far away from the disgusting burgers as I could....I wanted Wendy's or Taco Bell but was outvoted lol.....anyways....have you ever eated rubber? Because I think I did tonight. Yep rubber chicken.

For almost 6 bucks a person can I at least get recently nuked food?

Madison however enjoyed hers. I shoulda went with the Snack wrap too.

So there my friends, is my rant for tonight. Well one of them. We ordered her uniforms and stuff tonight and Oh. My. Word.

L is for.............

Love at first sight!

And it truly was. Going both ways.

This afternoon I found out someone was giving away a puppy. She is 9 months old and is a chihuahua/yorkie mix. Well I decided to get her for Madison. I didn't tell her where I was going because I wanted it to be a surprise. That it was! To say that she loved her instantly is an understatement. But what really surprised us was how quick the puppy took to Madison. Since arriving here she has been curled up with Madison and refusing to move. Doing homework was a chore LOL

So I'd like welcome our newest family member Sophie to our home. Here are some photos of her homecoming.

Did someone say surprise???

Sophie just a little scared....

She's more comfy here...

Attached at the hip...literally lol

I've found a new best friend....

K is for....

well someone knew I was stuck.

So Madison asks me if she can go to the park with one of her older friends from the neighborhood (remember the whole independence thing?). I say yes for 30 minutes. She says how about 40? I said 35. She said okay and off they went.

So she comes back and screams open the door.

Door gets opened and there on the porch stands my little rescuer with an adorable little kitten. She had found it at the park and wanted to bring it inside. She thought we could make found posters and post them around the neighborhood.

The kitten was obviously someone's pet. It was well cared for. It probably had just run over to the park. But Madison just KNEW she had to have this kitten. PLEASEEEEEEEEE mom. I'll make it sleep in my room mom. We can take it to the shelter.

But I couldn't say yes. We had to take it back to the park. Of course now I feel guilty and will probably go back later and see if it is still there.

I can't tell you how many times Madison has shown up at the house with neighbors pets saying we had to bring it inside because it was cold/wet etc. And we have a SMALL house and a LARGE dog and a cat.

So....it at least gave me something to write about that starts with K.

K is for Kitten.

I am stuck on K

so I am taking another break from the ABC's LOL

I had something I wanted to share anyways.

There is an old couple that lives somewhere in my neighborhood....not sure where....but they are pretty old....and he is disabled in some way....when he walks alone he uses a walker....and he cant stand straight (or probably at all without the walker)....so he leans....and even with the walker he limps......and his wife...she is in a wheelchair....

Every day without fail....they come walking by....him holding on to the wheelchair and pushing her up the street....going for a walk

Now I don't know this couple.....though I have sold them Girl Scout Cookies LOL....but they made an impact in my life...

what more devotion could your husband give you? Than to stumble along barely standing while pushing you in your wheelchair for a walk?

THAT my friends is what I want in life. Is it really too much to ask? Someone to grow old with me and push my wheelchair? (Ok it would help if he were a duplicate of edward he he). But seriously.....thats what love is about. And that is what I hope to someday in the future find with someone.

Just my thought for the day!

A special plea on behalf of women everywhere....

You are seeing this break in your normally scheduled ramblings from my life for a very important message.

You see I finished the last two Twilight books. And it was NOT enough. So then I went to the website and read her rough draft (partial might I add) of Midnight Sun. And it just ended. In the middle.

Now I can't begin to explain how this affected me. I mean its bad enough that I am finished with the story. Then to tease me by letting me inside Edward's head but only for a brief time. It's just cruelty.

So on the strange unlikely chance that Stephenie Meyer just happens to be a blog addict. And on the chance that out of all the blogs out there, mine is the one she stumbles into. I make the following plea on behalf of my fellow females.

PLEASE finish writing and publish Midnight Sun. We all understand that you were betrayed and hurt. We get that. And if we could somehow do something to make it better we would. But we can't. And hurting us, the fans, is not making it better. We LOVE Edward. We LOVE the series. We NEED Edward. The partial rough draft was awesome but NOT NEARLY ENOUGH. Give us our Edward!!!!

And if you want, you could continue to write about him. We wouldn't mind :)

J is for....

Jumps.

Jumps. Splits. High V. Low V.

Yep Madison is in cheerleading again. This time she is taking classes with a competition team. I don't know if I am going to sign her up for competition this go round or not. She has a ways to go for that I think.

But she LOVES cheering. So I am glad that she gets to do it again.

Of course thats one more evening I have to run around. As if life wasn't busy enough.

I is for....

Honestly I really struggled with the letter I. What on earth could I possibly write about that starts with I? I mean I knew it had been a while since I had written here. So I needed to get busy. But I?

So I started going through my mind for words that started with I. Idiot, Ice Cream, Irritating, Illness, Illinois......nope none of those worked. Then it hit me. It was right in front of me but I was missing it. Or was I? Maybe I was overlooking it on purpose?

I is for Independance. Which is a big thing around here lately. Madison has been stubbornly asserting her independance recently. Suddenly she's a pre-teen. Suddenly she wants to ride her bike around the neighborhood alone. Suddenly she wants to have privacy. Suddenly she doesn't need help picking out her clothes or getting ready in the morning. And just as suddenly, I don't know what to do. This is unchartered territory for me. Having a pre-teen isn't something I have practice at. And I don't want to baby her. Well okay maybe I do. But I won't. Yet at the same time I don't want to give her too much freedom. She's still young. Freedom can be a dangerous thing. So we've had battles over her newfound independance.

I, myself, am also trying to assert my independance. Trying to pull myself away from these feelings that want to hold me down. Trying to break the chains that have bound me for so long. I thought I had already done that. I was doing well with it. I rarely thought about it or felt it anymore. Then out of nowhere it is back. Yet I know it is pointless. But here I sit. Waiting. Aching. Thinking. I've never been fond of thinking too much.

So around our house the word of the month is independance. Perfect for the letter I. And sadly enough, I am having to compromise. Madison can now ride her bike around the block alone WITH permission. She can pick out her own clothes and get ready without my interferance. I try to let her have privacy but I do cut that off when she has a fit for me going outside because I am invading her privacy lol.

As for me...I am just taking it day by day. Knowing that eventually the feelings will subside and I will be whole again.