Help me design my new tattoo??

Hello all! I've decided on the perfect way to honor and memorialize my buddy Meg, who passed away on June 5, 2008, at the age of 11 years old. This is Meg, and I miss her deeply:

Meg was a few years younger than Cassidy, and I could see her blossoming into the pre-teen that she was becoming when suck-ass cancer took her away. I have wanted another tattoo for some time, but I wanted it to have meaning. I thought about getting "Cancer Sucks" across my forehead, but that might affect my ability to maintain gainful employment (G.D. sticks in the mud!) - so what I decided on is a pretty tattoo with meaning, but I need someone who can draw to help me design it.

What I'm looking for is this: a pretty pair of angel wings with a small bumblebee flying above them - and I want the bumblebee's antenna to be in the shape of an M for Meg. Lastly, I want the small letters RIP somewhere on it, too - either under the angel wings or near the bumblebee, since it really means "rest in peace, Meg". I think I'm going to have the tattoo done between my shoulder blades. And yes, I know it's going to hurt (I have 3 already). It's NOTHING compared to what this little girl went through, trust me.

So what do you think? If anyone would like to give it a shot, just leave me a comment and/or click on "View My Complete Profile" and there is a button there where you can send me an e-mail.

I know that Meg's mom Theresa reads my blog because she told me so in a recent card that she sent me (a beautiful card that I still read every other day, thank you Theresa) - Theresa, I hope that this tattoo idea makes you smile. If I could, I'd build an 80-foot angel monument to Meg and surround it with golden bumblebees and kitties. If I could, I'd eradicate cancer completely so that no one else ever has to go through this crap. What I can do is ink myself up and continue to try to help people, so that's what I'll keep on doing. I'm really excited about the idea and I just have a feeling that it's going to come out beautifully.

Missing Meg, but never forgetting -
Peace, Jenn

Diesel Dan

This is my friend Dan - aka Diesel Dan (he drives a truck delivering oil), aka Dan the Man (self-explanatory). Dan was mad at me because I neglected him in my previous blog entry. See the entry below titled "Gotta Love Vacations" - I talked about "my friend Missy and her husband..." as if he doesn't even have a name. I'm a bad friend. But be careful what you wish for, Dan, cuz now you have your very own blog entry all about you! So this is Dan - Dan likes to fish, but I think this weed here is his biggest catch of the season:

Thanks to Missy for sharing this picture with me - Dan will be thrilled to see this. hee hee "Daddy, why are you wearing mommy's shorts?" ROFL Oh, the ammunition that this picture provides, it's practically priceless.

My husband Jeremy grew up in West Boylston with Dan and Missy, so he's known them, like, forever. I met them all when I was about 20, after breaking up with my high school boyfriend - I actually had a crush on Dan before I started dating Jeremy. (hee hee) Dan and Missy dated when they were in high school, then broke up for a few years - but they always belonged together and ended up getting married and having 2 of the most precious, adorable little girls you have ever seen in your life. I mean, just LOOK at these little q-t pies:

I know, don't you just want to squish them?


Anyway, Dan is hysterical. He totally cracks me up. He's just one of those people that makes you laugh without even trying. Every stinkin' time I see him, I end up with a stomach-ache from laughing so hard. Now I originally had tried to post this blog entry yesterday, but the site was down. I truly believe that everything happens for a reason, and I have to say that I am glad I wasn't able to post this yesterday and here is why: yesterday was my sister's birthday, and mine was 3 days ago. We always celebrate together, so we made plans to go out last night with our husbands and Missy and Dan (I will NEVER again resort to "Missy and her husband" - damn it, he's not just Missy's arm-candy! He has a name and I will use it!).



We went out pretty early and we had a few drinks, obviously (well, it will be obvious in just a minute). We went to a few different places, and we were having a blast. Missy didn't bring her pocketbook, she only brought her wristlet -which is different from a clutch and if you want to know the specifics you will have to ask Missy because as far as I am concerned, they are all just pocketbooks - but I digress. Missy brought her wristlet, which is basically a wallet with a strap. Dan's keys wouldn't fit in it, so he asked Michelle to hold them. When it was time to leave, Dan asks Michelle for his keys. She hands them to him. Dan points the electronic car-opener at the car and hits "unlock". Nothing. He walks all around the car, pointing and clicking away. Nada. He starts to get aggravated and thinks maybe the electronic fob-thing is dead, so he gets the actual key and tries to unlock the door. Nope, won't budge. Dan starts swearing and saying things like "What the hell? It's like it's not even my car!" In the meantime, I am laughing hysterically and calling AAA to get someone to come let them in this car and see if the key will turn the ignition. As I'm placing the call, Dan starts yelling "Never mind, hang up the phone!" - him and Michelle realized after a good 15 minutes that she had handed him HER car keys - ROFLMAO I almost peed my pants I was laughing so hard. I kept repeating, "It's like it's not even my car!" Well, it was your CAR, Dan, but not your KEYS! hee hee



Good times, man, good times.


So Dan, you are now officially mentioned in my blog, and I hope you are happy. I am publicly apologizing and I promise you will forevermore be mentioned by name. Be careful what you wish for..... BWAHAHAHAHAHA (evil laugh, say it out loud and with menace - there you go!)

There's a new Outlaw in town...

That's right, I capitalized Outlaw. That's because the new Outlaw in my town is this little guy here:

Need a closer look? Here you go:

It's a GECKO - here's the story: Trevor got some money for his birthday. While I was at work on Wednesday, Jeremy (my husband) and Trevor visited Petco. I had no idea this was going on, I got a text message from Jeremy saying something like "Wait until you see what Trevor got!" I'm thinking video game, some kind of weird skull jewelry, some type of fireworks, etc. Here's the birthday boy himself - notice the little-shit-smirk on his face? Yeah, that's the smirk that says "HA HA mom! Dad brought me to get this lizard-thing, so you can't even yell at me!"

He named it Outlaw. It's about 7 inches long, and it's skin is very smooth and soft, surprisingly. I expected it to be rough and scaly, but it's not. It's kinda cool, actually. I will say one thing, I would choose a lizard over a rodent any day. I don't do rodents. We had a guinea pig once, and that thing was one of the most annoying creatures that ever lived. It WHISTLED when it wanted something - LOUD and until you got it. And it smelled. Yuck - I absolutely refuse to allow another rodent of any type to live in my house, and if anyone ever sneaks one in, I swear I will give it to my cats as a toy. You've been warned. My sister had a hampster that she didn't want anymore (it was Josh's) and one day when Cassidy was over there, she calls me (my sister) and says "Cassidy's such a good girl, she helped me clean and stuff - so I told her she could take the hampster home." I was like "NICE TRY, SIS - no freakin' way!!!" LOL Dodged THAT bullet, let me tell you. Rodents belong in mouse traps or hanging out of a cat's mouth, period.Anyway, when I came home that day, I took one look at Outlaw and asked Trevor, "It's not going to try to sell me insurance, is it?" He was thoroughly confused. HA to you, boy! Bring home a lizard-pet, that's what you get - I'll tell jokes you don't understand! BWAHAHAHAHA!

Oh yeah, and guess how long geckos live? Nope - guess again.

TEN TO FIFTEEN YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Are you kidding me? There's a very good possibility that Trevor could still have this thing when he gets MARRIED and/or has children! So now I can't help but think - if he goes into the service as he plans, what will become of the gecko? I suddenly have visions of gecko-sitting, of being Outlaw's foster mother for a few years. *sigh* Oh the things a mother does for her children, huh?

Aaaahhhh...I love summer nights, the sound of crickets chirping outside... oh wait, those aren't outside. Those are upstairs in Outlaw's cage. Geckos eat crickets. We are now blessed with the chirping sound of crickets 24/7. Oh, the things a mother puts up with for her children. We really are a patient bunch, us moms.

Oh boy, I sound like a real martyr today. hee hee Yup, it's a rough life for us moms. But I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Geckos and all - I mean, at least it gives me something to write about!

Stay tuned for a very special blog about my friend Dan. Dan is Missy's husband and he was jealous that I did not mention him or put a picture of him in my last entry. So now I'm going to embarrass him and do an entire blog post about him, I'm just waiting for Missy to send me a good picture. hee hee

Gotta love vacations!

My sister has a place at Misquamicut Beach in Rhode Island this week with her family - she was nice enough to invite me and my family to stay with her for a few nights. We went down on Sunday and the kids and I slept over 2 nights. We had an absolute blast! Our friend Missy and her husband and 2 adorable little girls stayed there Saturday night. When we got there Sunday, the weather was crappy - thunder and lightning off and on, rainy, etc. But we made the best of it, and we actually had a blast! This is going to be a mostly photo-blog! I had the LONGEST day at work today and I'm just beat, but I had to share these with you all!!! I am just lovin' my new camera!!!


This is my handsome nephew Eric, he's 17 1/2. The next one is Cassidy and Josh being silly - trying to entertain themselves. Then last is Josh and Trevor, being goofy. I'm sure they didn't expect their first day at the beach to be raining and thundering!



My friend Missy is very competitive. So is my daughter, Cassidy. They decided to do a word-find book, and mother-of-god you would have thought they were playing at the high stakes table or something! LOL That's Calli in the middle, Missy's older daughter, she's 7 and an absolute angel. The bottom picture is my goober daughter arguing with Missy over word-find. I'm telling you, we almost had to make them wear protective gear. The funniest part was that Michelle sat down and whooped all their butts'. hee hee Nice job, sis.



Watch out, Molli! Molli is Missy's younger daughter, she's 4 and completely precocious, I just love her to pieces. She almost got knocked off her feet by a wave, but she caught herself just in time. The bottom picture is Eric holding a dead jellyfish - ewwwwww!


This was the sky at the beach - yeah, we just let our kids go swimming in thunderstorms. I made them put down the lightning rod while I took pictures, though. Seriously - we stood there going "wow, it's so dark - wow - look at the sky... oh shit, is that coming this way? KIDS - COME ON, RUN!!!" and we boogied our butts back the 3 blocks to the cottage. Good times, man, good times.



Back at the cottage, Molli and Calli posing with Cassidy - Trevor teaching Molli to throw gang signs.... OK I have to say this, Trevor cannot stand children. Molli, however, is not like most children. Molli will serve it to you on a silver platter with a side of whoop-ass, and I think Trevor likes that about her. She's cute, but do NOT piss this child off. Trevor respects that.


Eric and Josh are a riot - they both let the little girls paint their nails. They were so good-natured and we were all cracking up.



Showing off the finished product, and Trev hiding his face and shaking his head at all the femininity going on around him (did I just make up a new word?) - pay no attention to Cassidy in the picture with the piece of tape hanging out of her mouth... I haven't learned how to crop yet:


Let me tell you, the funniest part was when they asked for nail polish remover - no one had any!!! ha ha ha ha ha


We had much nicer weather the next day, as you can see:


The kids went crabbing, here is Trevor right in there with them, he's so freaking brave:



Look what he found - a green crab!



and a hermit crab:

Here's me and Cassidy - being goofy and then a good one:

So we had an absolute blast and the kids were so good and I am so glad we went. It was really the only "vacation" we are getting this Summer - at least the only one where we actually sleep somewhere else! LOL I am so appreciative to my sis and her family for sharing their vacation with us.

Well, that's all for now! Thanks for stopping by!

Just stuff

I had the weirdest dreams last night. I tend to have weird dreams when I'm upset, stressed, or have my mind on lots of things. I have been a little stressed at work, and Trevor has been driving me crazy this past week. He's turning 15 on Wednesday and seems to have turned into Mr. Joe Cool overnight! Well, OK, not overnight- over the past couple of months actually. I don't think I like teenagers, I think I'd like them to go back to being the cute little 2- and 4-year olds they once were. Can I exchange them back for these little angels?

No? I didn't think so, but it was worth a shot. Nah, I'm just kidding - my kids are actually really good kids. I think it would probably be weird if they NEVER gave me a hard time, right? I mean, isn't it a teenager's job to drive their parents crazy? I'll tell you what, though - perspective is a wonderful thing. It seems like when I'm just about at my wits' end, something happens to make me realize that I really am pretty lucky. This morning I was sitting here moping and my sister called to tell me about a man whose 12-year-old son died of a weird virus last week - something that went to his brain and there was nothing they could do - so he was perfect healthy one day, and died a week later. THEN - a few days later - this same man's god-daughter, 2 years old, died in her family swimming pool. I mean, talk about making me feel like an ass for sitting around feeling sorry for myself. Perspective, I tell you.

So yesterday was like a billion degrees out, and I had to work at Freshman Orientation (I work at a college). It wasn't bad, though, we got to do our thing in the only air-conditioned building, so that was good. I was home by a little after 2:00, and I took the kids to my parent's to go swimming. My 33-year-old brother and his 7-year-old son live with my parents. Without going into too many depressing details, let's just say my brother has not really grown up yet. So anyway, my nephew's name is Christopher and he's a cute kid. But he's spoiled rotten and him and Trevor just do not get along. I'm sure a lot of it is the age difference, they are 8 years apart after all. It makes it difficult to be there when he's there, though, because one of them is always annoying the other.

But here's how I see it: my kids love their grandparents. My parents work full-time, so we don't get to see them on a regular basis or anything. Christopher lives there, so he does get to see them every single day. I understand that Chris loves his cousins and gets excited when they come over, but sometimes we just want to visit nana and papa and sometimes my kids just want them all to themselves. My kids want to feel like they are special when they visit their grandparents - and they sometimes want to be able to visit without Christopher being there. I understand this and I don't blame them - Christopher, after all, gets them all to himself the majority of the time, but I don't think anyone else thinks of that. They expect my kids to "understand the situation" - now my kids are older, but they are still kids, you know? They are not adults, and they do not understand the situation. They know Christopher and Jimmy live there, but they still don't really understand why that means we can NEVER visit without them being there.

Trevor, especially, has a hard time when Chris is there. You also have to know that Trevor adores and idolizes his papa, and he wants to be able to sleep over papa's house once in a while. He will ask my parents "When is Christopher not going to be here, so I can sleep over?" My mother actually gets mad at this, and here's where my frustration lies. WHY SHOULD MY KIDS NEVER GET TO HAVE THEIR GRANDPARENTS TO THEMSELVES? Why should Trevor be made to feel like shit because he wants to sleep over his grandparents house ONCE (this does not happen on any kind of a regular basis - I'm talking like once or twice per YEAR) and he doesn't want to have to share his grandparents with his cousin who gets them EVERY DAY? Do you see what I'm saying here? Am I just being a bitch? I really don't think so. Some days I can handle it better than others. Most of you reading this know that I HATE confrontation and I usually will swallow my anger, tears, etc. simply for the sake of not fighting/arguing. I hate it. But I won't lie - it's not easy and it absolutely SUCKS feeling so heartbroken and angry. And it really sucks because it has even made ME feel differently about Chris. I have 3 nephews - Eric and Josh are my sister's kids and I love them like they are my own. I don't feel the same way about Christopher. Don't get me wrong, I love him very much - but I look forward to when he is NOT going to be there. I resent him - I resent that my kids can't enjoy a visit to nana and papa and get to have them all to themselves. I resent that Trevor is made out to be a brat just because he wants to have a sleep-over with his favorite papa without Christopher being there. I resent that when we do show up and Christopher is either not home or has plans - they CALL HIM HOME OR CHANGE THE PLANS SO HE CAN STAY! Now you wouldn't mind - but every stinkin' time, they end up mad at my kids! It's absolutely ridiculous and infuriating and I don't know how much longer I can bite my tongue. It's certainly not like it's just my kids being mean to Christopher - all they have to do is LOOK at him and he's whining that they did something to bother him. He's learned that he can do that and they can get in trouble - so he takes full advantage. Then he'll say "auntie Jenn, can I come over your house?" and I can't help but burst out laughing. I mean, are you serious? There is no way I'd want him at my house - he can't even stand my kids! This kid is used to getting his own way all the time. So if he doesn't get to play what he wants to play, eat what he wants to eat (McDonald's), whatever, then he whines and makes a fist and just acts like a complete spoiled brat. I have no tolerance for that crap, and it truly hurts me to feel like my mother doesn't even make an effort to understand why my kids are jealous. I'm just really irritated today and I needed to vent, so you're all the lucky recipients of my whining. HA!

PHEW - OK - so here are some new pictures of the teenage monsters and us, enjoying our Summer!

Jeremy - ready to kill me and break my new camera! hee hee

Me and the girl

Papa with Trevor and Josh - all of 'em being silly and having fun.

Peace - Jenn

If I were a rich girl....

la la la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I'd have all the money in the word, if I were a wealthy girllllll....

Gwen Stefani can sing about it all she wants, but I doubt girlfriend quite has the same money woes as us common folk. Ya hear me? *sigh*

So I finally got my much-anticipated "economic stimulus refund check" and gosh darn it, I did just what that dumb-ass George W. wanted me to do - I spent it! Oh it's easy to say "Nope, I won't do it - I'll put into my 401K and pretend I never got it...." YEAH, RIGHT! That thing went so fast, my debit card is still smoking. But damn it, I had an awesome time pretending I was a rich girl for one night!

OK, OK, I'll admit it - I spent the majority of it on oil and bills. But I made myself take a little bit for each of us and bought us something FUN! It's surprisingly hard to do that, I realized! I felt especially guilty buying MYSELF something just for pleasure, and then I realized how absolutely STOOOOPID that is! I work hard, I pay my bills, I live my life for my family and others. I deserve to be able to spend money on myself without feeling like I'm about to lose my lunch! Sooooo.... I did some research online and found the digital camera that I wanted. I checked out ratings and stuff and decided on the Canon PowerShot A590IS:


I took the kids to Walmart and Target and realized that it would cost me at least $30-$50 more if I bought it at a store versus online. So I came home and ordered it on amazon.com, got free shipping and everything. Cassidy was funny, she kept saying "Don't you want it NOW??" and she couldn't believe I was going to walk out of Target without it. I told her I do want it now, but saving $50 is worth waiting a few days to me! My camera should arrive on Monday, and I'll hopefully be posting lots of cool pictures.

So thanks, George Dub-Yah! I'm happy to help you "make sure that there is certainty during uncertain times in our economy." (George W. Bush, June 2, 2008) *sigh* Are the EIGHT YEARS almost up yet? ;o)

Happy Independence Day!

OMG - it's been over a week since I posted anything here!!! It's not that I've had nothing to say (ha! AS IF!) - it's just that I had to go back to work on Monday. :o( Yes, I know, feel bad for me. Poor Jenn has to WORK for a living. *sigh* Anyway, you can imagine how much catching up I had to do after taking two weeks off. Luckily, I do enjoy my job - so that makes it a little easier to get up and come here every day, for sure!

So anyway - happy 4th of July, y'all! Any big plans for this weekend? I love Independence day. I am wearing white pants with a red shirt and I painted my toenails blue - Jeremy made fun of me for 1/2 hour this morning, but damn it, I look cute! LOL We are going to our friends' house today as soon as I get out of work, we're hoping they let us out a little early today (and let me tell you, it is NOT easy to type with crossed fingers!) - so as soon as I can leave, we're heading there. The town that they live in is having a fireworks display tonight, so we're going to stay for that, should be fun! Tomorrow we are planning on going to my mom's for the day. Cassidy will be going to Rhode Island with a friend, so it'll just be me and Jeremy and Trevor. My sister and her family are going to the beach, so it'll be a quiet day. I hate when she does stuff like that - I hate it for purely selfish reasons. I want my sister there with me. We have so much fun together - you'd think we'd get sick of each other, we work together all week, etc. - but nope, I still hate when she can't come to family stuff, I miss her! hee hee So anyway, then on Saturday we're going to another friend's house for a cookout/birthday party. So we have a busy weekend! This is why I love Summer, though - I am like a hermit all winter, and I finally enjoy going out and having a good time in the Summer. I'm not a drinker, either, but you can bet I'll be enjoying a few cocktails this weekend!



Hopefully, I'll have some new pictures to share after my fun-filled weekend! Hope you all have a lovely weekend, drive safely, watch out for lunatics and drunk drivers, and wear sunblock! Mom has spoken! Peace!