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Parental Pride in Pink

Parental Pride in Pink

Parental pride in pink This is a post I originally wrote in October of 2014 but never got around to posting. I found it in my files and decided to do this as a throwback Thursday. #tbt The photo shows dear darling son on the far side of the trombone line, pink hoodie and pink ribbon painted on his face. 


I have come to realize that I’m raising a pretty great kid! Yes I am biased but I also recognize his faults as well as his positives. He is a bit of a non- conformist. I don’t know where he came up with that trait. Me, you say? Well, you’re probably right! Anyway, it was a little cool this morning when we got into my truck for the drive to school. Neither of us had grabbed a jacket but I had my zip front, pink, hooded sweatshirt on the backseat so I grabbed it and put it on. At this point dear darling son said he wished he had grabbed a jacket. So, in jest, I asked “You want to wear my pink hoodie?” To which he replied, “Yeah” I looked at him a little incredulously wondering what he was thinking. “They’ve been talking at school about the breast cancer thing and said we should wear pink.” 
For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, October is the month where EVERYTHING turns pink in support of and to raise money for breast cancer research and awareness. So, my dear darling son, being the sensitive creature he is, decided to wear my pink hoodie to school. We got in the turn lane to turn into the school complex and since we were stopped at the light, I took off my jacket and handed it over to him at which point he promptly put it on. He looked at me and sort of chuckled. “I’m not sure what I think about this but I don’t care what anyone else says, I’m going for it!” 

One of the assistant principals was walking out as my son was walking in and he had a pale pink dress shirt on. It looked like he said something to my son. Maybe he gave him some positive comment on wearing pink! 
That I have raised a son who is not only sensitive in many ways but also brave enough to do whatever he wants even if it’s not the “popular” thing is a point of pride. He is not content to follow the crowd. He will take his own path and if someone wants to come along with him, fine, if not, oh well! Hopefully this doesn’t turn out to be a disaster but knowing my son, he’ll just shrug his shoulders and tell anyone who has anything to say about it, “This is what I wanted to do and I did it and I don’t care if you don’t like it!” 
Now as long as he doesn’t let his girlfriend wear it or leave it in his locker and he brings it home, we’ll be good. 


Posted by on October 15, 2015 in The Dear Darlings


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The Awful Occlusion

The Awful Occlusion

My new unpleasant word that drives me crazy is occlusion. Now, this word has several meanings but in my case it has to do with a blockage in my dear darling son’s insulin pump. Just a quick overview for those of who who have no clue what in the world I’m talking about. For people who are insulin dependent because of diabetes, namely Type 1, they may have the option to use a pump rather than shots. This has good and bad points but I feel the good outweighs the bad, at least in our case. Basically there is a pump with a cartridge of insulin connected by a hollow tubing to an infusion site with a small opening called a cannula under the skin. Normally you replace the cartridge, tubing and infusion site at the same time. A cartridge will last, on average, about 3 days. But dear darling son being a teenager and life being what it is, we had replaced his infusion site because it had become disconnected during the night the night before. I came home from work and my son handed me his pump and said “The cartridge is empty” Now, he knows how to refill the cartridge but if I’m around then I get called on to take care of it. Just like when he’s hungry, he knows how to make a sandwich or such but will ask me to do it instead. Yeah, he’s spoiled but that’s how it goes sometimes. So I decide to just refill the cartridge and change the rest later. Wrong! When you refill the cartridge, you have to prime the tubing. After changing out the cartridge the pump automatically prompts you to prime. I hit the button, wait for it to start and BAM! the alarm goes off. Display indicates occlusion. This can be from a bubble where the tubing meets the cartridge, a kink in the tubing or sometimes a problem with the cannula. The last thing I wanted was more frustration from this infuriating disease, but I disconnected the tubing, got a new one and restarted the priming. At this point I told my son we might as well change the infusion site. He resisted and I can’t blame him so I relented and said ok we’ll leave it. The priming finished and I handed the pump back to him. After he reconnected the tubing to the infusion site, you can just guess what happened—–BEEP alarm—-OCCLUSION! Yep, so that is my new unfavorite word! Diabetes is a close second. 


Posted by on October 12, 2015 in The Dear Darlings


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“A dream is a wish your heart makes” – Cinderella
What do you dream of? What are your hopes? What do you wish for?

My kids, my angels
What will they be?
Who will they be?

One thing they will be

This is my first submission to the Miniature Writing Challenge at An Artist at Heart

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Posted by on August 26, 2015 in The Dear Darlings


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Thankfully Returning

Thankfully Returning

Ahoy me hearties! Rumors of my demise have been misleading you into believing I no longer existed! Fact is I have been on a hiatus of sorts; from writing, blogging, interacting, even Facebook. I went through a few weeks of just general disinterest in everything. First all my PC died and I haven’t had the money to fix it but that’s just a convenient excuse because I do have my iPad that I can use but I wasn’t even interested in it. Now that my e-mail is over flowing with notifications I suppose it’s time for me to dust off my reading spectacles and start seeing what everyone has had to say while I was unplugged.

After careful consideration, I decided what better way to return than the wonderful, supportive, awesome group that Ten Things of Thankful always is! When I was thinking about blogging again, I realized I had several things that had happened that I had reason to be thankful for—-so, here goes—-

1. My dear darling son is turning into a really awesome young man so there will be more than one of my ten things that will be about him. The first one has to do with his health. Long story short, he is a Type 1 diabetic. He started using an insulin pump 6 months ago and this week was the first time he saw his doctor since then. His A1C level, which measures the glucose in your bloodstream over a period of time, dropped from 8.4 to 6.4 in the six months! That is incredible and I was so happy to see that! His target has always been 7 since his diagnoses 3 1/2 years ago!

2. Continuing with his good news is he has a new girlfriend. Her name is Donna and she is cute and they make a cute couple. It all started a few weeks ago when he took a hat to school with him for an outdoor field trip. When he got back to the school she saw him and wanted to wear his hat which she did for a week before she gave it back. Now it’s “official” that they are a couple! Young love, ain’t it grand!

3. He is in band again this year and I am thankful he has found a group that he is accepted in and has such a great time with. His girlfriend is in band too so there’s that.

4. His final bit of goodness is he got voted to be one of the student body reps on the Student Council at school. The little stinker didn’t even say anything about it till Friday when I woke him up for school and he said he needed to be there a little early cause he had “something to do”. I asked him on the way to school what he had to do and he told me. I think it’s wonderful and a great responsibility!

5. Dear darling hubby and I have a friend that we have known close to 20 years that recently, unexpectedly needed a place to stay. We don’t have a lot of room but we were not going to leave him with nowhere to go. We have plenty of room for him to store his stuff such as his tools and such outside in our barn/workshop so now instead of just my 2 guys to take care of, I have 3!

6. I went back to work part time and it has actually been a pretty good experience so far. It’s been many years since I worked in retail but the company I’m working for and the crew I work with are fun to be around and makes the days go smoother.

7. One of the unexpected benefits of my new job is that I have lost some weight! Last time I weighed (and I generally avoid scales) I was down 15 pounds! It might not sound like much but all my jeans are getting loose so I take it as a win!

8. With the added income, the bills are paid but with the added expense of gas and extra groceries for lunches, I’m still broke most of the time. But bills being paid is a burden off mind.

9 & 10. I’m going to combine these cause they are the same thing only twofold. This one is trust. Trust that my dear darling hubby know s I will support him just as he will support me in anything we want to do to help other people. Our friend wasn’t sure how I would react to having an unexpected houseguest but hubby knew that I would be on board for whatever needed to be done. The other trust is between my dear darling son and me. As he approaches the dreaded teenage years, he has so far proven to me that I can trust him to make smart decisions when it comes to online things and such and I am giving him the freedom and trust that he has earned. We share the iPad so if he leaves something open and I pick it up, I just close whatever is open without snooping. But he also knows if I have any suspicions, I won’t hesitate to pry. But on the same hand, he also respects my privacy on things on the iPad. So trust is a wonderful thing especially with kids.


Posted by on September 20, 2014 in Blog hops, The Dear Darlings


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Training boys

Training boys

Ahoy there and hello again mates!

Today I am reading around and it seems we are all thinking about boys, men and the way they think and work. I gave up a long time ago trying to figure the male of our species out. All I got was a headache and more confusion. But I have come up with a short list of the most frustrating things my two dear darling knuckleheads do.

I live with two boys. The older one that I sleep with. (It’s my dear darling hubby you sick, twisted, perverted people.) The younger one, my dear darling son, I can’t exactly call my little one anymore because he’s taller than I am now. Collectively they are my dear darling knuckleheads and if I refer to that term of endearment, I have to answer the question of “Which one?”.

Here are just a couple of my constant battles with them.

Towels—-after a shower, they do NOT go on the floor, on the counter or across the closed toilet seat so you can sit and dry off whatever part of your anatomy it is you dry while there. (Really, I don’t want to know!)

Hangers—-dear darling son claims he doesn’t know how to put things on hangers despite my showing him more than once. Going into my own closet I discovered it is genetic, dear darling hubby attempted to hang up a t-shirt and had it completely off kilter. I have to give him credit for trying (shhh-don’t tell him said that!).

Aim—–when stumbling into the bathroom at night and not turning on the light, the last thing I want to do is step on a wet spot on the floor! I would rather step on a bug than a wet spot. Even in the daylight I will let out a stream of expletives that would make anyone blush. I have heard the knuckleheads ask each other “Who was the last one in there?” so they will know who the wrath is directed at. I know when they are outside they can spray and pray (thank goodness we live in the country) but not in the house!

Replacing things in fridge—-if someone takes the last bottle of water, etc out of the fridge, take some out of the pantry so they will get cold and don’t add them to the list until you check the pantry for reinforcements!

Dishwasher—-if you bring dirty dishes into the kitchen, check and see if the dishwasher has dirty dishes in it and if so put yours in. If the dishwasher has clean one’s, unload it and then put your dirty one’s in.

I have come to the conclusion that you can’t completely train them, you can only hope to manage them! Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go restock the fridge and unload the dishwasher!

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Posted by on May 29, 2014 in The Dear Darlings


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Thankful Times Ten

Thankful Times Ten

Ahoy mates and welcome aboard! Today’s shore leave finds us visiting the wonderful Considerer herself, Lizzi!! I have threatened to contribute to her blog hop Ten Things of Thankful for awhile now but just never seemed to get it done, until today! So sit back, raise a pint of your favorite libation and listen to me tale.

1. Friends to give me a swift kick in the ass to get me back to my writing! With notes of encouragement or flat out challenges, it seems to be working. I have managed to make more posts the past couple of weeks because of them.

2. My dear darling son’s love of music. Namely MY music such as Aerosmith and the like. Makes the drive back and forth to school and anywhere else we go a little more bearable!

3. Support of family, many I have not actually seen in years. This is a grudging “Thank you” to Facebook.

4. The beauty that is the piece of property we live on in the woods of Central Florida.

5. Support of friends and family with suggestions on jobs-both the online ones and the 9-5 variety.

6. Being married to an old fart, umm, older gent whomis old enough to retire and collect Social Security (however much longer that will last). Makes unemployment a little less panic inducing.

7. My dear darling hubby’s barn/man cave where he can hang out and give me some piece and quiet during the day.

8. The wonderful tomato and pepper plants that my hubby and his buddy Johnny are growing. They are thriving and producing lots of veggies! Almost time for a homemade salsa!! Yum!

9. OMG I almost forgot,! Mountain Dew Baja Blast is now available everywhere (almost) and not just at Taco Hell. The only 2 flavors I like are Voltage and Baja Blast. Now I don’t have to put up with bad food for a good drink.

10. To all the pirates who made great rum available all over the world. Until I can get to the Caribbean and find myself a tiki bar at the end of a pier to call my own, here’s to the Captains and wenches that made rum a household staple! Well, at least it is in mine!!

Thanks to Lizzi and her thankful band for putting up with us plundering the blogs for laughter and inspiration.


Posted by on May 17, 2014 in Blog hops, The Dear Darlings


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The Adolescent Diaries

The Adolescent Diaries

Adolescent attitudes creating
Angst in the pre-teen heart
Altogether a volitive mix

Pre-teen son
Pre-menopausal mom
Dangerous combination
Hormones set to explode

Spending time at a girlfriends house
Supervised yes but still
My own house quiet-too quiet
Idle time and an idle mind

Hi everyone! Yes I have been away for a time but situations that kept me away have changed again and I’m ready to regale you with adventures! The above poem was my feeble attempt to get my head around the fact that my dear darling son is growing up WAY too fast. He’s almost to the stage where military school starts sounding like a good idea but alas, not an option I can even think to explore because of health issues.

Between him and my other dear darling, I may have to lay in a larger than normal quantity of rum to get through the next few rounds of the dear darling knucklehead wars. At least alcohol is safer than anti-depressants and cheaper than therapy.

I think I may have to plot an extended tour and go out upon the sea to catch some quiet and solitude. Either that or send them on an extended trip and see if they both come back alive! Either way, something’s gotta give!

I leave you with a song that I have always liked and my son has discovered recently.
It is “Amazing” indeed!


Posted by on May 12, 2014 in The Dear Darlings


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