I found out who dresses Explosive Man. Remember a while back when EM showed up to work in Spandex with the unit all prettily encased for my eyes to feast upon and his deer hunter orange shirt to match and I wondered who dressed him. Well I figured it out. It’s my 4 year old. She’s in that whole “I can dress myself” stage so I’m pretty much not allowed to help or even give my fashionista opinion. It nearly kills me to let her do it with my OCD and all but I chant to myself, “pick your battles, pick your battles, pick your battles” and I make it through without vomiting – most days.
Today she walked out in – camo capris, a teal t-shirt with Jasmine plastered on the front of it, pink crocs with Disney princesses on them AND Christmas socks…striped green, red and white…..and folks – they LIGHT UP – they BLINK. And since she’s wearing capris – you can see all of them – blinking away at you, taunting her OCD mother. And then on top of that she put on a raincoat. She wins the award for most textures and patterns and lights in one outfit – hands down.
Okay now….you do realize anyone who sees this kid is going to think she’s “special” as Amy W. puts it? Which is fine – she is special – to me. And obviously she spends a good part of her day in Care Bear Land just like her mommy. It doesn’t help that she keeps yelling, “WOW - THAT’S A LOW PRICE” everywhere she goes. Have you seen that Staples commercial where the whole thing is a guy yelling “Wow – that’s a low price.”? Yup – she loves it. I kissed her goodnight last night and said I loved her and she looked at me and screamed, “WOW - THAT’S A LOW PRICE.” Jesus. My kid found the bottle of crazy pills and overdosed on them.
That’s it from my tiny little brain today. I have the “day after migraine” fog going on and now know the definition of strung out – but legally I guess. I’d like to crawl in a hole for one more day but someone has got to bring home the bacon because let’s be honest…..home ain’t nothing without bacon. Right Gilly?
Oh and secrets. I keep thinking about how much of my life I hide from people. And not even this blog. Just in general and I wonder if that’s another weird quirk of mine or a serious flaw or something everyone does. Like for example – no one in my personal family knows I got a tummy tuck – yet everyone I work with does. No one in my life except Jenny and my husband know I blog. When I go to Chicago – no one will know why. They’ll simply know I’m taking a trip with my BFF. I have a health issue that nearly killed me that only a handful of people know about. I write poetry – very few know this. You get the idea. I tell a myriad of people different things but never tell everyone everything….except Jenny and the husband. Sometimes I feel like I’m not being me, not being true to me by hiding parts of me but I have my reasons and I don’t trust everyone. Just something I’ve been thinking about since I realized this Chicago trip is a huge part of my life but very few will really know why.
I’m an odd duck….which we pretty much established way back when but I’m just reiterating for my new followers – so they can still run while it’s early for them.
Speaking of followers (um okay apparently I had more in my tiny brain than I thought)….I did the unthinkable. I UN-followed a few people. And holy cripes I felt horrible about it – like I should send them an email and explain that it wasn’t personal but that they never post and blah blah blah. Do you guys un-follow people all the time or once in a while or never? I was almost having a panic attack over hitting the UN-follow button!
Alright – that’s it – peace out homies! Mama Pimp loves you all….
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