Why do I keep making these dayum movies?

Because…
And I’m gonna tell you…

When I got sick back in 2008 (see my About Me page :))  I thought I could manage it.  I truly did.  I shrugged it off, No big deal.  I would continue to eat.  Run.  Be normal.  Then…
I couldn’t deal with things.
A glass of wine became two…then three…
Silence was a day…then a week
Fullness needed cutting

I needed help. I needed to talk. I needed to let it all out…and I did. I humbled myself. I let myself heal. Today, I take one day at time….Today, I write. Today, I laugh…Today, I am back to…ME 🙂

So, today, instead of a drink or quietness or a cut…I make funny Buddy movies…and, that’s pretty okay by me 🙂 Please check out Buddy’s Page
http://www.youtube.com/channel/UClgeBR0gdA4H4cCWS4Vn0kQ?feature=mhee

And now…enjoy (cuz I do :))the next Buddy installment… (hopefully fix, and I made all this fuss)

The Meeting

Meet my new Buddy!

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<<<— This is Buddy.  He’s not a marshmallow.  He’s a short baby white alien made from human body fat.

I love him very very very very much.  

Actually, he is my new adorable (and a wee bit creepy) Adipose squishy stress toy that was given to me on Christmas.  Last year, I was wooed (with food that I didn’t have to pay for) into watching back to back episodes of the British Sci-Fi television series, Doctor Who.  Even though I had gotten some tasty lil vittles out of it, I just couldn’t get into the show.  And then I saw him.  He was a little white blob of cuteness.  The sweetest thing.  Ever.  Buddy should have won an acting award for his stellar performance as a wobbly smiling Adipose alien baby with one tooth.  Even though there were about a thousand of em and they looked the same, he was the BEST!  Seriously.
Anyway, since Christmas, we have spent a great deal of time together, and I realize that I don’t want to put a damper on this (healthy) blossoming friendship by squeezing Buddy until his eyes bulge out…So…I decided to use him as a 2013 resolution…a reminder to NOT get stressed out.  Of course, I’ll still reserve the right to worry, but hopefully, he’ll help me remember to focus my energy on dealing with the bigger things in my life instead of stressing  or feeling guilty about the little things…like dirty dishes in the sink 🙂
Happy New Year!

Other wonderful pictures in Buddy Gallery (yes, I know…too much time on my hands)

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Just Gimme My Sweatpants

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I remember a time in my life that New Year’s Eve meant hitting the town hard, searching for a great place to party…now it means hitting the couch hard in my elastic pants, sweatshirt (and lil cubes of cheese) watching the Twilight Zone marathon.  And I love it!  Anyway, I just wanted to wish everyone a wonderful, happy, safe and prosperous 2013.  I thank everyone who visited my blog this year, I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I have enjoyed writing; it has been a fun journey so far & I appreciate you allowing me to share a lil bit of my life with you.  See ya next year!

Kat 🙂

No, to Mopping. Yes, to Pee :)

I hate mopping.
I rather wipe crusty yellow pee from the inside of a toilet rim than to mop the kitchen floor.
Yup.
So…
As an incentive…to mop
I promised my 2 kids
$20 A PIECE!
If they wake up tomorrow morning
And the floor is NOT cleaned.

Hello-
24 hour ATM!
Cuz…it ain’t gonna happen

Goodnight 🙂

Jughead & I

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I love comic books.   When I was a kid (a long time ago),  a great weekend meant…a quiet room, a bologna sandwich on white Wonder Bread and a comic book.   I’m going to admit a couple of things to you.   I had a crush on dopey black-haired Jughead, I wanted to be friends with Richie Rich, and I thought Lil Lulu was kinda cool…oh, and I definitely wanted powers like the Invisible Woman.  Unfortunately, Jughead never called, Richie played with his cousin Reggie and Lulu only wanted to hang out with Tubby.   However, and (oddly enough), I DID become the Invisible Woman!   Imagine that…out of all the characters that filled my weekends…I got to be the ONE with superpowers!   Wow, not too shabby, huh?   I mean the power of invisibility, come on, that’s pretty darn cool, right?  After all, with THAT power, I could sneak up on ANYBODY even the President of the United States, although I don’t know how much fun that would be, seriously.   But, don’t be jealous though, because I’m only invisible when it comes to my chronic illness.

I appear to be happy and healthy.
So no one sees me.
I don’t show any signs of illness unless you see the small bump that my medi-port makes under my skin.
I look too well.
Sometimes, I wish I could go back to the days when life was simple…and I was visible.
Digestive disorders are often undiagnosed and can’t be seen.
Trust me; we that have invisible illnesses don’t want to be super heroes.
Seriously, we don’t want to sneak up on people.
Or spy on the President
Or even save the world
Sometimes, we just want to be ourselves…
And just be seen
And, you know something?
The more I think about that…that’s pretty-

Darn powerful enough.

 

Two thoughts: Graham Crackers & Underoos

I love Graham Crackers with a big ole layer of “I can’t believe it’s not butter” spread on it-

Graham crackers are good
But always at the bottom
Of the cookie aisle

They get no respect unless they hang out with a marshmallow or chocolate


Underoos are dangerous.
I had a pair of Wonder Woman Underoos when I was younger and thought I was damn near invincible, I would jump off chairs, the bed, the tub.
Thank goodness, I had enough sense to keep the second story window closed.
I know Underoos are dangerous.
But, I really think I can handle them now.

I think.

 

The Flipper Fairy came today!

Yay! I got my new toofer (not a typo…it just sounds cute)

I got my new “clipper”
My brand new Flipper
The cost of a coffin
I wish it was a dolphin

I had to ask where the Polident cleaner was…because I have to soak my new teeth every night

I should have know it would be next to the Incontinence products…been there, done that

It’s cool though

But if somebody calls me Ma’am tonight…it won’t be pretty 😦