Technical Difficulties

by samantha on October 23, 2012

I just want to apologize about the confusion with the comments. About a month ago I started to look for a new system when I decided I didn’t want to be abused my nasty comments any longer. But in an effort to ward off the negative comments I think the whole commenting situation got a little screwed up. So for those still reading and wanting to comment, hang tight, the problem will be resolved shortly. Thanks!!

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Friday Night Flotsam: Family Photo Diary

by samantha on October 19, 2012

“Ohhhhhh I wait, I wait, I wait….sittin’ in the waiting room, sitting in the waiting rooooom”

Moving on, I hit the pipe a.k.a book shopping. I love Spoonbill’s notebook selection.

Not long before I find something I just have to read…

I chose some pulp fiction and a nice big white Jottbook from Spoonbill & Sugar Town.

I retrieve Lola and she proceeds to devour cookie in mini-mall…

Cookie monster indeed!

Ladies who cookie time.

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A Night in The Life of Fritz & Lola

by samantha on October 18, 2012

I just realized that I’m not FUCKING giving up on this blog. I’ve had my doubts over the past few months. I really thought it might be time to throw in the towel. I asked myself; why am I doing this? Blah, blah, blah. But the fact of the matter is, I was inspirationally catatonic the last few weeks, maybe months, but by the blessed spirit of Andy Warhol, inspiration has re-entered my body a la Patrick Swayze and  Whoopi  Goldberg in Ghost. That is precisely how I feel. So there. It comes and it goes, but honestly, I thought it was gone for good this time. Then WHAMO! I don’t know how this shit works, I just go with it man.

Annnnnywaaaay, one of the things that I thought would be fun to start doing is putting up more photo diary fodder. I love writing, but hell it might be fun to take the camera and let it do some of the story telling. So fuck it. Tonight BD had an event at his companies warehouse. It was a super fun, themed-out Oktober Fest party. Fritz and Lola were the only little ones there and they were running wild like the little hooligans they are. So here are a few snap shots from the nights festivities!

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Thought Bubble

by samantha on October 15, 2012

On last nights episode of Boardwalk Empire the character Billie quoted her father saying “Always on the move but going nowhere fast.” Those words struck a cord. It’s Fall again and it seems that this time every year I am in the same place. Here I am, writing what feels like the same words I’ve written before. Why do I feel so unsettled? And what exactly am I expecting to happen? I have no idea. Once again my life feels at a stand still. But maybe it is supposed to be. Maybe I am supposed to be firmly planted in the same place so I can be the foundation for my children to move forward. I have so many questions of myself that I am trying to get answered. Who am I? What am I doing with my life? And what is to become of me? Maybe it is that “I “am not “I “anymore. “I” have turned into “we”, “us” and “them”.

That occurred to me just now as I am writing this. I suppose sometimes that is why I keep this thing. Blogging, it’s here to workshop my soul! A diary for all to see! Yes, I’ve been asking myself what am I doing here, with this place, where over the past years I’ve poured my heart out, confessed, giggled and mocked. How long do I keep this up? Is it time to retire from this place and bow out gracefully? If I am anything, it is that I am a bundle of confusion and uncertainty. Desperately seeking myself. This is my life so I might as well keep adding it to the journal.

Lately things have been, well, tricky. I’ve entered another realm of parenting. One where children require every iota of my attention. One where I must figure out the psychology of my children to understand where they are coming from. This one hates school and that one must do everything on her own. I’ve had to grab a hold of my emotions and harness them to not react how I instinctively wish to. I seek help by educating myself on discipline and structure. I’ve had to change by behaviors to help my children’s behaviors. It’s all been rather taxing.

After this weekend I feel like once again my head is above water. I am out of the dark, but hardly out of the wild, wild forest. This is going to go on for years, so I am bracing myself. One thing I do know is that it is never too late to be there for your kids. It is never too late to re-train, re-work and influence their lives. Recently I looked at my son and watched a nervous habit he had and I thought “I did that to you.” Then I thought to myself “now it’s my job to fix it.” So that is what I am doing. I may not be working in the traditional sense of the word. I make no money. I have no 401K and my benefits are sentimental. But come to think of it, I am probably “working” harder than I ever have in my whole life.

Maybe I’ve answered my own questions here. Who am I? I am a mom. What am I doing with my life? I am raising my children. What is to become of me? Well, that one is still a little tricky, but the goal is that I will have two well rounded individuals at the end of the day. I will have two people who love their lives and who have been given every opportunity I can provide for them. It really is all about them. So when am I going to get that through my thick skull?

Bare with me here. Is that being a mom is too ordinary of a job title? I don’t feel ordinary. I never have. It’s like being a plumber, a bus driver or a meter maid. All commendable jobs that must be done, but oh so dull. As a mother you blend in. I’ve always wanted to stand out. You are one of many on the playground or in line at the grocery store. Maybe it’s time to shift perception. PTA president! Local book club organizer! Scrapbooker extraordinaire! What is fullfilling within the realms of what is real? Now I have a new set of questions. When am I going to accept what I have become? When am I going to take pride in this job? I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know.

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3 MILFs + 50 Shades=????

by samantha on September 30, 2012

As one of the self-proclaimed “Babes” and “MILFs” of the pending Fifty Shades eBay sale (and only trio member with a blog) I figured I’d make a statement about the sale of our well-read copy of Fifty Shades of Grey. This past Friday, a little idea we had one day hanging out, gushing about our shared intrigue, went live. We joked that there had to be a market for a series of man-handled-bestselling-pop-culture-erotica. Well, as it turns out, we were right. The bidding reached over $100 in just 2 days. We are quite pleased with the bidding thus far, but if our Christian Grey (or erotic literary/MILF fetishist) is out there, don’t hold back baby. That book has been places: self conscious subway rides, lollygagging on park benches, the bottom of each of our purses, wedged up in our armpits while dashing to and from local coffee shops, in bed, under the bed, on the couch and each page gripped and intently gazed upon by 3 lovely sets of wide eyed peepers. You get the idea. So check the listing would ya:

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