That would be my Mom, me, and a pair of fabulous red shoes.

My Mom is a great lady.
She is seriously great in every way.
The woman had SIX kids. When I say she had six kids, I mean she really had six kids!
Can I just say…. NO DRUGS for any of the deliveries!
The woman has been known to say that she has had headaches that were worse than labor. WHAT?!
The woman even had my baby brother at home.
I know. I can’t believe she’s my Mom either.
I have always been convinced that her nerves don’t do their job right because, how on earth do you have six kids and not need any drugs during or after labor and delivery?
Obviously it can be done, but that doesn’t change the fact that I will never understand how.

Out of all my Mom’s kids, I was the one that entered the world the fastest, thank you very much. Uh-huh. I clocked in at a whopping one hour from start of labor to finish. My Mom pushed one time and out I flew.
ONE push.
Yes. I had things to do and they weren’t gettin’ done in vitro if you know what I’m sayin’!
Anyway.
I love my Mom. I will always be grateful that she let me live in her body for nine months.
I will always be grateful that she pushed one time to get me the crap outta that cramped place! (I guess you could say that I had claustrophobia from a very very young age… cuz I clearly wanted out of there!)
She’s put up with a ton of my nonsense and still has managed to love me in the end.
I am so glad that I have her as my Mom so that I can learn what a great Mom really is.
~tear tear~

Okay. Now that I am done with the mushy gushy…
Let me just tell you that I think that the dress my Mom has on in that picture is absolutely fabulous and I want one just like it.
And how about those curtains? Holy 1970’s, huh?

My red shoes take the cake though.
Those things are serious traffic stoppers…. socks and all.

I am blogging from my bed people.

From.My.Bed.

Two words.
Wireless router.

Four more words.
Holding Ty’s laptop hostage.
(until he gets me a laptop of my own. *wink wink*)

Anyway….
I wanted to say a quick thanks for all your comments on my previous post.
That was a rough one to blog about, but I really felt it had to be done.
I am glad it is over and I am very relieved that everyone has been cool about it.

So now that I have “outted” myself, I can move on to what I am here for in the first place.
Which is… Complaining about all the mundane things in my life that drive me in.sane.!
Such as:
What is up with all the “age spots” on my face?
Do you know what I’m talking about here?
They look like freckles except they are about 5 times bigger than your average freck.
In a word, they are UGLY. And I don’t know what I can do about them.
Can I get them taken off with a laser? Because if I can, sign me up.
These things are multiplying like flies in an outhouse for cryin’ out loud!

“Time marches on and sooner or later you realize it is marchin’ across your face.”
~Truvy of Steel Magnolias

I’m telling you.
I really don’t know what has been marching across my face…
But something sure has been.
Some days I think it’s a mack truck and others I swear it’s a train.
Either way it pretty much bites it.

Okay.
I’m about to state something of great profoundness to you people.
I hope you are ready for it.
The internet is full of mean people.

I know…. Are you standing up yet? Are you?
I know. That, my friends, is one of the most original statements that you will hear today. I promise.
Now… why would I pass this information on to you today?
Because.

It has come to my attention over the last few weeks that there are some bloggers out there that would no longer read my blog if they knew what religion I associate myself with.
Of course, we here at Diary of the Nello, really do not give two shakes of anything what religion any of you are…. But. That does not change the fact that there are those who will not “like” me any longer once you know that I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. (a.k.a. “Mormon”.)
Here is what you need to know about me and my connection with my faith.
I believe it.
I attend church on Sundays.
I volunteer to help in whatever capacity that I am asked.

I have nothing to complain or gripe about regarding my faith.
And that is why you have never known before what religion I belong to.
And. That is also why you probably will never hear anything about it again.

So to those that are currently headed for my internet based door I bid you a fond farewell.
*And because I anticipate some crap from commenters, I am turning off anonymous commenting for a while.*

IN OTHER NEWS:
I removed the Thursday Thirteen Blogroll from my site because…. OH.MY.GOODNESS! It was completely slowing my page loading process… and Holy Crap! I cannot have that any longer.
So, If you are here looking for the blogroll, it will be up every Wednesday through Thursday night…. but.that.is.it. I cannot stand the slow page load people.

Is it just me, or do weeks just start flyin’ by the older you get?
Seriously. It’s like *wooooosh*. And another week is over.
This week has been completely random.
Enjoy my wrap.

• I had a dream that was akin to the song, “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds”. I’m not kidding. It was like I was in the music video or something. The most prominent thing in my dream was the ha-huge flowers. It was insane. I think I really want Spring to finally spring.
• I discovered that the absolute BEST video I have ever seen is this one by David Hasselhoff. A HUGE thanks to Virenda for imparting this gem of media brilliance upon me. You seriously made my day. That is the funniest thing I have ever seen. Like Cartman before me, I just may never laugh ever again…. For I have seen the funniest thing I ever will see. This video will, for as long as I am a blogger, be linked on my sidebar. Seriously Vi. Thank.You!
• I proved myself insane for about the one hundred millionth time. I planted a bunch of bulbs in my flower beds in November and some of them are starting to pop up. But. There are some that are not. I began to flip out on Tuesday about this. Here is a little view of what went on inside my head: “What is wrong? Did I plant them wrong? Did I plant them in the wrong location? What the…..? AAAAAAAA! What do I do?” Well… you want to know what I did? I went out to my yard and proceeded to dig up said bulbs. Hey. I wanted to see if they were up to anything. Come to find out that those un-springing bulbs aren’t going to start springing until……………. MAY! Uh-huh. I flipped out. Over nothing. Once again. I swear. I shouldn’t be allowed to be in society.
• I let Simon watch Fraggle Rock in my office the other day while I was working. Note: I never let my kids into this office. The stuff in here is just too expensive for them to be around. Anyway. He took a ballpoint pen to my monitor. While I was RIGHT there. He is a slick one, that Simon. Lucky for me the pen came off with just a little bit of Mom spit. (Sorry. But you know that stuff is liquid magic.)
• I started making bread that takes SIX days to make. Yes you read correctly. And before you scoff at me. The bread is delicious and therefore worth it.
• I have seriously wondered about those blog award nominations over there on my sidebar. I mean really folks. Do you really learn something new here every day? Do you? And if you do… I would like to know what that would be. Because last time I checked, I talk a whole lot about a whole lotta nothing. That is just what we do here at Diary of the Nello. (I like using “we” when just talking about me. It’s fun.) I highly doubt I will win in either category because in both categories there are blogs that are waaaaayyyy more deserving than I. And you know, I am really trying hard to be okay with losing. I think I will be okay with it. I guess only time will tell.
• Ah yes. And how could I forget…..I launched the following designs this past week.

This proves that I worked.

So there you have it.
Now get on with your day.
There is no more to see here.

I Used To Be…
1. A baby.
That was almost 28 years ago.

2. A teenager with a crappy car.
Yes. That is a 1980 Subaru. And yes. It kicked.

3. An geek who took geeky pictures with her geeky friends.
A human pyramid in Mexico. How much geekier can you get?

4. A roommate.
To Char and Chatty Kathy. (and if Chatty is cool with it, I will unblock her face.)

5. 40 pounds heavier.
True story. That took two years to take off.

6. Tan.
Skin cancer, anyone?

7. Pregnant.
That would be Simon in there… and he would be born two weeks later.

8. A brace-face.
I know. Adult braces. You gotta love it.

9. An orthodontic assistant.
Hence the braces.

10. A cell phone sales person at Circuit City.
Hey. I was 18 and didn’t really know any better yet.

11. A new Mom.
A scary time for all involved.

12. On my honeymoon.
Hawaii. Two weeks. Almost five years ago. I think it is time to go back.

13. One who didn’t blog.
And now I am.
And who knew that six months later I would be a finalist in a blog award contest? (more info on the sidebar.)

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…That it is interesting to me (and pathetic at the same time) that I will get my kids all dressed for the day and then wait about 2 or 3 hours (minimum) before getting myself ready.

How funny does it look to see my kids rammin’ around my house in their “day” clothes while I referee the situation in my robe and slippers?

I have to say…. It has to be a fairly funny scene.
In fact, it probably qualifies as an “oh-my-gosh-I’m-never-having-kids-if-that-is-what-I-will-look-like” situation.

Why can’t I get it together, people?
I don’t want to be that Mom who doesn’t change out of her pajamas unless she goes somewhere.
I’m telling you. I DON’T want to be her.

*Oh, and p.s.*
If you remember my random can-opener-in-a-purse post, then you need to go back there and check out the very last comment.
Because. My friend, “M”, has “clarified” the story under the name of “The headless M”.
(which is a darn funny name if I do say so myself…)

When I saw that my non-blogging-real-life-friend had commented on my blog….
It.Literally.Made.My.Day.