to the water!

It’s only Wednesday and all I can think about is Friday, noonish…because I’ll be lake bound with Jefe, the boys, and Robyn and her kids! And we’ve got a couple of other friends joining us Saturday for fun in the sun on a party barge.

I’ve missed going to our lakehouse this year. Our party barge is out of commission, so we haven’t had as much time up there as we’d like. However, this weekend will change all of that.

I predict some or all of these things will occur:

I absolutely can.not.wait.

The below message is intended for one person and one person only. If your name isn’t “Anonymous” you can just skip this…

Dear Anonymous Troll,

I’m sorry you’re so sad and pathetic that you have to keep popping up with little notes to me every few months. I know I’m awesome. I know you aren’t.  I don’t fucking care anymore. Get yourself medicated or go to hell. Or both. And please, if you’re gonna email me or troll my blog…PLEASE learn to spell. You just look like a fucking moron otherwise. Also, it’s been damn near two years…find yourself a life.

Love,
Melf

ETA:
ps: No. I’m not going to ask about anything you tell me to ask about. This is just a desperate ploy for attention and an attempt to play at insecurities that just aren’t there. YOU are not relevant and you need to understand that. I don’t care about the past. I care about the present.. I hope you do find peace someday. Truly. Good luck.

then and now

Okay, so lately someone has been digging around in my archives reading tons of my past posts. I’m always curious when I see that something I’ve posted is interesting enough to cause curiosity to dig into my past…and so I always follow the links they click to see what they’re reading. And then I usually smile because there are some good (and some not so good) memories stored in my archives. Also, sometimes I’m funny. (I know, this is very surprising…)

Anyway, yesterday I read an post from 2009 where I posted a meme that was going around Facebook. You pick one artist and answer the questions with song titles from that artist…and try not to repeat the song titles….

I thought it would be fun to compare my answers from 2009 to 2012…Let’s see how much things have changed….


Pick your Artist:

Staind

Are you a male or female:

2009: Me   
2012: Open Your Eyes

Describe yourself:

2009: Devil   
2012: The Way I Am

How do you feel:
2009:  Lost Along the Way     
2012:  Eyes Wide Open

Describe where you currently live:
2009: Home   
2012: Warm Safe Place

If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
2009: Outside   
2012: So Far Away

Your favorite form of transportation:

2009:  Falling
2012:  Just Go

Your best friend is:
2009:  Right Here
2012:  Right Here

You and your best friends are:
2009:  Schizophrenic Conversations
2012:  Schizophrenic Conversations

What’s the weather like:

2009:  Raining Again
2012:  Outside

Favorite time of day:
2009:  Tonight
2012:  Tangled Up In You

If your life were a TV show, what would it be called:

2009:  All I Want
2012:  Homegrown

What is life to you:

2009:  Everything Changes
2012:  Everything Changes

Your fear:

2009:  Suffocate
2012:  Lost Along the Way

What is the best advice you have to give:

2009:  Believe
2012:  Take a Breath

Thought for the Day:
2009:  Nothing Left to Say
2012:  This Is It

How you would like to die:

2009:  The Way I Am
2012:  Comfortably Numb

Your soul’s present condition:
2009:  Raw
2012:  For You

Your motto:

2009:  Fill Me Up
2012: Take It

Hmmmm. Kinda fun. Not much has changed in the friendship realm. I still have the bestest friends on earth. But it seems I’m a much happier and fulfilled than I was in 2009–which, lemme just say: Duh. Also, Staind needs to lighten up a little bit. Damn.

So enjoy digging around in my archives. I love knowing that you find my life so interesting. Sorry you’re having to relive it vicariously through my words. You should have been there when it was happening in real time!

Happy Wedding Day Tony and GiGi!

My ex-BIL (but still my brother in every sense of the word) and my dear friend GiGi (and about to be officially my sister) are tying the knot today in Florida. It’s just them and their kids in a small ceremony on the beach (as it should be). They’ve been together for what seems like forever and it’s about time Tony makes an honest woman out of her! Love you guys and I wish you many, many years of happiness!

And to the rest of you in the Interwebiverse…Have a great holiday weekend (US side) or just a great weekend in general. Be safe. Have fun. Live long and prosper. Hi ho Silver AWAY!

3 days of happy and broken down boat.

El Jefe and I took the mutts to Lake Ouachita this weekend. We arrived Friday afternoon, loaded everyone onto the party barge and took off to find the end of the earth.

A few weeks ago, we were there for the day, and the water was so high we actually had to be boated to the boat. The lake has receded quite a bit now, so all the land looks completely different. It’s kinda crazy.
Anyway, we really wanted to see how Trinity would do at the lake because
she’s such a water lover. Let me just say, she’s got to be a Mer-dog. She took to the lake like she had gills. Baby Bear, on the other hand, could have done without the whole floating truck-like thing. He’s pretty worn out, still. Poor dude. I think 3 days was just too much for his old ass. (he’s 14…) Ruby was Ruby. She’s not even close to being a waterdog but loves to wander around with her people and Trin. So she did a lot of wandering. And a lot of sleeping.

It was perfect weather this weekend. Breezy and warm but not scorching. We were joined Sunday by my brother and his two kids. And despite a few war wounds from conquering a couple of islands, and the party barge propeller giving out on Sunday forcing us to be towed in, we had a great time. Here’s a sample of what you missed.









life is beautiful


This was my note from the Universe this morning.

All is well, Melissa. You don’t have to like or love everything or everyone, not in the usual sense. Injustices and villains always abound during primitive times. You knew this would be true before you chose this life, just as you knew that the good and the beauty would far exceed the bad and the ugly.

Life is beautiful,
The Universe

Have your preferences, go where you’re drawn, Melissa, and dwell upon all that is good.

Sometimes we need to be reminded…

Rader starts guitar lessons tonight…

This should be fun. Thank you El Jefe for the guitars. He’s pretty stoked.

In other news, the same guy who is giving Rader his guitar lessons is also the Mac guy. And he’s going to take a look at my Sweet Baby MacBook today and hopefully tell me it won’t cost a vital organ to repair. Because I really miss my SBMB and need to get her back to working properly soon.

What’s new with you on this very happy Wine Wednesday? I’ll see you later, Kim Cattrall Crawford…

I’m back

This is a brief post. Sorry gang. I started a new job yesterday and last week I was swamped with lying around on the sand.

I did blog at Fictionistas this morning, so feel free to head over there if you’d like. Meanwhile, enjoy some vacation pics:





Nemo

Here’s my #1 child. He turns 17 in just a few weeks. We always called him Treefrog when he was a baby.

Now his friends call him Nemo. He’s all growed up and stuff. His butt no longer fits into the palm of my hand (not that I’ve tried, but I’m fairly certain that’s an accurate statement) and now he’s wearing his first suit for tonight’s Winter Formal.

I’m a little verklempt. Talk amongst yourselves.

humor and my awesome kids.

Sometimes I’m funny. This is a true story. I’m not even making it up. I can sometimes make people laugh.

And sometimes I only make myself laugh. But seriously, if I don’t make myself laugh, who will?

This morning, I made both boys laugh until my oldest asked me to stop because he was gonna have an accident and he wasn’t talking about pee.
I told him that would be a problem for me because my love stopped at teenage poop. There. I said it. I put a condition on my love for my children and that condition is poo.

This did not help the laughter situation at all, btw. But he managed to control his guts, which is good because I totally would have put him out of the car with $10 and said, “Good luck with that.” (ok, maybe a slight exaggeration as there is currently no cash in my wallet. Sorry kid.)

Anyway, I’m just glad I can crack my kids up. I figure this will go a long way in the future therapy that I will be paying for. At least they can laugh at how screwed up I made them.

I had another, almost perfect moment with my youngest this week. We were getting our geek on at the Science Fair. When it was over, we had to brave the bitter, 40 mph winds to the car which was almost 2 blocks away. In a burst of simultaneous awesome, we started singing TALK DIRTY TO ME by Poison (it had been on the radio earlier). So there I am, with my 13 year old son, racing across middle school campus belting out an 80s hairband classic. In the midst of this musical moment, a couple of girls passed us and yelled “Hey Rader’s Mom!” and I stopped singing long enough to yell “Hey strange girls I don’t know!” and then we continued on.

Yes, I am a very lucky momma. If there’s one thing I’ve ever done right in my life, it’s my awesome kids. Even if I have effed them up a bit…

happy happy joy joy

THIS IS HOW HAPPY I AM THAT THE SUN IS OUT AND IT IS WARM AND I WILL GLOW AND SPARKLE AND JUMP ON THE TRAMPOLINE TO CELEBRATE!

Birdrunner and I will be doing our death march HAPPY-FUNTIME WALK today at lunch and I totally cannot wait! It’s gorgeous today–the high is supposed to be in the 60s and I’m already purring like a kitteh as my skin tingles from being kissed by my favorite round yellow thing in the sky.

IT IS THE SUN AND IT IS WORSHIPPING ME I AM WORSHIPPING IT AS APPROPRIATE…

(hey you! yes you…I see you trying to take a peek up my dress… don’tStop it, I say!)

Oh my. I’m feeling slightly manic. I think I’m overdosing on rays of sun. Is that possible? Or do I just need to cut back on the caffiene? I suppose I should eat something, that might help.

I think I just need to jump on the trampoline a little longer…

Can you tell I’m so over this damn winter and ready for summer? I need to get my Bain de Soileil (for the San Tropez tan) on! (Hey, at least I use the kind with sunscreen now. Back in the day *ahem* the 80s it was baby oil with iodine. I was a daring little thing, huh?)

Dear Moutain Harbor, Ouachita Lake,

I cannot wait to pick up our love affair where we left off last summer. I hope you’re ready for lots of skintimate time with me. It’s gonna be wonderful. The party barge is ready and waiting. As am I.

Love,
Melf

Hope you guys have a great weekend. My youngest turns 13 on Sunday. No, I’m not choked up by that at all…

blinded by the lake…

First off, I’d like to thank everyone for the kind text messages and emails checking to make sure that we were not where the flash flooding occured. We were about an hour away, and we were in a house on a hill. There was no flooding whatsoever in our area. What happened at the Albert Pike Campground was a terrible tragedy. A flash flood at 5:30 A.M. in a remote area is just not something anyone can prepare for. I’m so thankful we are all safe and alive. My heartfelt prayers go to the families and friends who lost someone in the flood.
Now onto today’s blog…
The weekend was fabulous except for 1 tiny little glitch… My beautiful red glasses are now being worn by some stylish fish in Lake Ouachita.
Yeah. You know something like that had to happen. Of course, I didn’t have any contacts with me (had an eye infection a few weeks ago, remember? I’m not wearing those contacts again until I get new ones…) And of course, I didn’t bring an extra pair of glasses, cuz why would I? I’ve been wearing my glasses on the lake for 30+ years…I’ve never lost them before! Why would I lose them now?
Well, because sometimes Karma likes to have a little fun with a girl, that’s why. But it’s all good. It all worked out. And in the grand scheme of things, this was small potatoes compared to what could have happened. So, I just laughed and cried a little…drank a little, borrowed my friend’s extra pair of glasses (which were surprisingly close to my prescription) and moved on.
Here is the last picture ever taken of me and my awesome glasses. May they swim in peace…

I drove and parked the party barge like a champ. Got a little sun. Had some yummy food. Enjoyed several flavors of Ring Pops. And had a fantastic time with 6 7 (Allana left a little early so she isn’t pictured here) women who I’m lucky to call my friends. Life is good.