Thank you to everyone...

... who sent Mother's Day wishes. I looked at the laptop this morning (was too tired when I came in from work last night) and I had so many MSN messages from friends and acquaintances wishing my Happy Mother's Day that I almost started crying.

Here's one of the nicest ones I received:

i read ur blog for this morning and i cant say i understand wat u r going through but from what i have seen and heard u have had and r having a great life just being who u r and i guess u should b happy that u had as much time as u did with ur mom and i predict that u r going to b a great mom u already have the text book situations down pat and i want u to know that i have been grateful to God...

for placing u in y life and kim whenever u want i will share my mom there is enough of her to go around it might not be the same but it is a gesture but i am sure u have other angels that ur mom has secretly put in ur life to replace her (Maelynn hint hint) it might not b a coincidence that ur first child is a girl

HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY

Thanks Sue! And to everyone who sent me messages, and most of all to Jas'... you made my day.

Life lessons

My Moms always had a life lesson handy and not the ones you see being advertised on TV. Since she was also an irreverent, fun-loving person, in addition to being a great forward thinker and compassionate, a lot of the life lessons were hilarious. Like her answer to whenever I had a headache was to ask, "Kimmie, when last you go to the bathroom?" According to Moms, anything backing up down there would give you a headache. Now, that might sound weird to some people, but if I went to the bathroom after that I was always okay!

She always had a way of delivering even the most poignant lessons in such a tongue-in-cheek manner that they never flew over my head or got scoffed at when I was a teenager. Like I remember one day, she'd picked me up from school and we were right at the filter lane at the top of the road from here. I can't quite remember what had happened, but I must've been apprehensive about some people/something at school and she passed down a gem from her own Ma: "You don't ever have to be afraid of anybody because we all put on our drawers one foot at a time." I remember I'd expected something cliche like, "because we're all human beings" or "we all bleed the sae blood" or something like that, but what she said not only had me laughing again but also feeling confident again. I've never forgotten that one. Nowadays when I feel apprehensive, I just picture the person in question hopping about on one foot trying to put on their drawers!

I'm going to dwell on stuff like that today, Mother's Day, instead of the fact that she's gone and we won't be having double Mommy Day brunch like I'd always dreamed. God is looking out for me too, this morning just as I'd dragged myself out of bed determined not to lie in and cry, I got a call from a coworker who said that she'd been waiting since midnight for a decent hour to try and be the first one to wish me my first Happy Mother's Day. She was the first too, narrowly beating out another friend who sent a text message. So while I can't go through The Book of Questions, and 1001 Questions with my Mom, as suggested by an MSN.com reader, there are still lots of new memories to be made... I think I'll get that book to share with my husband, and maybe someday I'll be lucky enough that our daughter might want to share it with me too.

Louiiiisiana :)

Jack was sitting in an airplane when another guy took the seat besidehim. The new guy was an absolute wreck, pale, hands shaking, biting his nailsand moaning in fear. "Hey, pal, what's the matter?" Jack asked.

"Oh man...I've been transferred to Louisiana," the other guy answered. "There's crazy people in Louisiana and they have shootings, gangs, race riots, drugs, the highest crime rate..."
"Hold on," Jack interrupted, "I've lived in Louisiana all my life, and it's is not as bad as the media says. Find a nice home, go to work, mind your own business, enroll your kids in a good school and it's as safe as anywhere in the world."

The other passenger relaxed and stopped shaking for a moment and said, "Oh, thank you. I've been worried to death, but if you live there and say it's OK, I'll take your word for it. What do you do for a living?"

"Me?" said Jack, "I'm a tail gunner on a Coca-Cola truck in Shreveport.

I had a photo of the Jamaican Toyota protype that had about 24 cp (cow power) but it seems that the photo didn't attach when a coworker forwarded it to me :(

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Quotes 4506

I like random quotes. Many of my bookmarks are devoted to sites that list them and I even have a quote book lying around the house somewhere. I figure I may as well Blog them as well, since the majority I find online these days. This one came from the BBS forum over at the Sims 2 website:

Some people are like Slinkies. They're really good for nothing, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.
(TS2 BBS)

Tapping the side of the keyboard

I guess this is what happens when you haven't blogged in awhile but have a million and one things that you've been thinking about saying. Like the fact that my car was broken into last Thursday morning (may the bastards rot in the most cesspit-like, fierry nether reaches of hell). Mind you, they took my radio, which has been broken since February with my Maroon 5 CD stuck inside. But they also got my Palm PDA which had slipped out my bag and was apparently on the back seat. Luckily, they jimmed open the door and didn't break the lock or the window. I suppose I shouldn't be too upset, they even left the screws that had been holding the radio in its bracket. At the end of the day I still feel severely violated. I've never had a vehicle broken into before and I'm just now feeling comfortable sitting in the car alone again. Silly, I know, but it's like I keep feeling that someone is going to come up from behind the passenger seat and nab me.

Then, there's the hellish pregnancy gas pain I've been going through. Male and more squimish readers feel free to skip this paragraph, but I just had to put this in there. I mean who KNEW that gas pains could hurt THIS bad? Two weeks ago I even went to my OB in tears because I thought there was something hurting my baby. I did a blood test and a urine test (which of course turned up nothing) and it wasn't until my last lamaze class, when they hit full force, that I found out what was going on. The lady in front of me turned to see if I was okay and then randomly asked if I'd been drinking cows milk. Who knew that 100% cows milk could cause suck distress?! I guess I'll have to try 2% but until then it's a straight diet of ginger tea.

Other than that I'm here enjoying Moo Moo moving around in my tummy. It's like being in my own special world, since although if you put your hand on my tummy you will feel her kicking, it doesn't feel quite the same for anyone else as it does for me :)

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