Texting Hypocrite

I LOVE to text.  Srsly. 


I would rather text someone for two hours straight than hold a five minute conversation.  
Most people find this rather ironic because I also LOVE to talk, and spend easily an hour on the phone with my 2 non-text friendly friends.
I love to text so much that I will actually put off having a "real" conversation with someone who is not in my "inner circle" for days...even if said conversation will literally last for 2 minutes. 
I hate text speak, so don't worry, any message I send is actually easy to interpret.  If my phone didn't have a keyboard, maybe I would revert to the primitive language known as text-speak, but I'm gonna say, yeah, no, not even then.
But, the problem is, I am a total hypocrite.  I love to text, and receive texts, but I absolutely hate it when you are with someone and they are texting the entire time.  During a lunch, at a Girl Scout meeting, wen you see someone random that you know at the grocery store...and it's all "hey, how are you?" and click click click on the phone...drives me nuts!

And you, dear reader?  What is YOUR hypocritical pet peeve?

My Mom Has Cancer

***I wrote this back in August, and never published it.  Mom has since completed chemo (which she assures me is the worst experience of her life), and has begun radiation.  You CAN come back from Stage 3 Cancer, people.  You just gotta FIGHT!***


Don't worry, I'm not even going to try to be vaguely funny with this one.

A few months ago my mom called me and told me the very sad news that she has Cancer.  Breast Cancer to be more specific.  I love my mom, but we aren't overly close, and this made me more than sad. But if you know me at all, then you know that I am the kind of person to have around in a crisis: I keep it together until the drama is over, and then I fall apart.  This means that I am usually the one who is there for everyone, and I don't normally have anyone of my own to lean on in tough times, but we are who we are, and that's not going to change.

Once my mom had scheduled her surgery, I took the train to New York to stay with her.  Which sounds like a great idea.  On paper.  Until you realize that I was bringing my nearly two year old with me.  On a train.  With no car seat or seat belt.  For 7 hours.  I know, I'm crazy.

 Comfy seats.

 The train is totally awesome.  When you don't travel with a two year old.

So I get to New York in time for my mom to have her surgery, and I met her new boyfriend Ben.  Short story is, the surgery went well, the Cancer is removed, and she has just started chemo.  

Actual text conversation between my mom and me:
Mom: they just injected me with some stuff that makes me glow in the dark.
Me: Will it make you glow in the dark?
Mom: No, but that would be cool if it did!


My mom is awesome, folks.  Not everyone can deal with my warped since of humor while undergoing the hell that is Cancer treatment. 


I hope and pray that one day there will be a cure for Cancer, that works for everyone, and doesn't try to kill the patient as well. 

Welcome to the World, Jeffrey P. Wintermeier!

Guess what???

We have a NEW PUPPY!

A little over a week ago, a friend of the family stopped by, and asked if he could buy a puppy for Becka, as a late Christmas gift.  He had a friend whose litter of purebred puppies had just finished weaning, and could get one from the same parents of the dog that his family had.

How do you say NO to that???!!!

So, we welcome to our home our new miniature chihuahua.

I named him Jeffrey P. Wintermeier, the Third.  

Because I'm awesome that way.

Becka calls him "Tiny Tim", which is what we called him until we found his real name.  If you know me at all, you will find this really hilarious.

 Needless to say, Jeffrey and Becka are now fast friends.  They do everything together.

SO cute!

Now we have one cat (Siamese), two dogs (we also have a Jack Russell Terrier), and two kids.  

Jeffrey is the puppy I never knew I always wanted.  Strangely, our family now feels complete.  I had forgotten how nice it is to have someone small and new to the world, exploring with you as their guide.

Especially one who doesn't need diapers.

So tell me, have you ever received a gift puppy that you never knew you wanted?  Tell me about it below in the comments!

SOPA/PIPA Blackout...It's Not Just for Big Bloggers

Hello, folks.

It has been FOREVER since I posted anything here, and I sincerely apologize. My life just got crazy.  I will try to post more in the future...forgive me?

I am writing today a "non-post", and will join in the blackout in opposition of SOPA/PIPA legislation. I don't fully understand what the government is trying to accomplish this, but I DO know that it would mean the end of the internet as we know it, through corporate censorship. Scary thought.  I'm not one that is huge on the government infringing upon my every day life, and as a confirmed Facebook Junkie who HATES change...well, you get the idea.  

Please enjoy the below video that explains in plain English what the government is trying to do.  Feel free to share (it says you can in the video, so no copyright infringement here!), and to join in the blackout today in opposition of this legislation.