The Caffeinatrix

IT’S SATIRE, DUDE

2010-09-03T16:06:57Z

I think this video, set to one of my favorite songs, is hilarious. Sadly, my husband doesn’t see the humor in it.

I’m like “IT’S SATIRE, DUDE. It’s totally irrelevant that they’re maybe just a tiny bit hot while being SATIRICAL”.

And he’s all WHATEVER.

Pfffttt…WHATEVER, INDEED.

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Best Friends: Yea or Nay?

2010-06-25T14:35:39Z

Today at IzzyMom I’m discussing whether adults should try to force kids to be more group-oriented or whether it’s better to leave kids to their “best friend” relationships. As the mom of an almost 10 yr old, this is a very relevant topic in my life right now. What say you, brilliant and attractive reader? Drop by and share your thoughts.

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With Friends Like That…

2010-04-20T20:51:08Z

When people SHOW YOU who they are, believe them —Maya Angelou

Those are words to live by, folks.

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Coming Home

2010-01-15T06:02:06Z

If you ever wondered what really goes on inside my pretty little head, read my post over at IzzyMom.

It’s one I wrote about a year ago that was well-received by readers but for some reason, had been unpublished. I have no idea why.

Today I got the coolest email from someone who had read that post and bookmarked it, only to find that it was no longer there. She inquired about it and asked if it was still available.

She paid me/my post some compliments that made me feel so good and I was so happy that something I had written had resonated to the degree that someone would ask about it in it’s absence.

I found the post in question. I read it. It still felt real and true. I could still relate to it.

And suddenly I was inspired. I don’t want to just dump my disjointed thoughts into a text editor. I want to write again. Whether I will, I don’t know, but at least the flesh is willing…

I republished this post for Sarah and for me. And it was like coming home.

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Erica

2010-01-10T22:22:09Z

Did I ever tell you that my name used to be Erica?

Yes, for three days that was my identity…Baby Girl Erica H.

Before I was adopted.

Sometimes I think of changing my name back to Erica. I’ve always liked it.

Of course, nobody would understand and I would get tired of explaining myself…

Identity is important, though. To me.

Female, adoptee, daughter, wife, lover, fighter, mother, friend, woman, designer, writer, human being…

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Attachments

2010-04-18T06:21:34Z

It happens much too easily. I become attached and then it scares me because I really don’t want to be attached to anyone or anything.

The only people worth being attached to are the ones who will fight for you and not let you go no matter how hard you try. The tricky part is figuring out who those people are before they disappoint you or hurt you or pull away first.

The unfortunate truth is that attachment is a part of human nature. We all want it and we all need it, even when we fight against it.

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Alter Ego

2010-04-18T06:22:25Z

Driving many quiet hours in the dark last night, I accidentally figured out why I can’t let this blog go…

The Caffeinatrix is what you might call my…alter ego. Letting her go would be like letting a part of myself go and I’m not ready for her to die.

I have a tendency to compartmentalize various parts of myself, as illustrated by my many blogs. Each one represents a fraction of who I am. I’m not sure if this is incredibly unhealthy or terribly brilliant.

But alas, it’s a new year and time for more self-reflection (and the requisite navelgazing). Maybe this will be the year that I…

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Hello Old Friend

2010-04-18T06:25:06Z

Hello, old friend…. You’re looking lovely and rather fit, too, I might add. Have you been working out?

Wow…I haven’t posted on this blog in ages. Now that nobody comes here anymore, I’m oddly excited to be doing this.

It’s good to be back but don’t expect much from me. In the end, I’ll just disappoint you with my flakiness and flightiness and my tendency to become bored with things after nanosecond or ten.

Anyhoo…it’s Christmas eve. I have shit to do.

Have a merry one :)

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Hi

2009-07-14T04:24:38Z

I’m still hangin’ over at IzzyMom :)

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To My Mall Ratty White Trash Mom

2010-01-02T19:24:08Z

Last Sunday on Mother’s Day, I awoke around noon and was greeted with a fantastic breakfast (that means BACON), fresh coffee, gorgeous pink Gerber daisies (my favorite) and the sweetest little treasures from my children.

Accompanying the gifts from my daughter was a card/drawing she made at school that touched my heart—but also made me scratch my head a bit (see highlighted parts).

It read:

I love my mommy sooooo much! Her name is Janet. She is fun and pretty. We like to go to the mall and buy clothing together. It’s fun! Sometimes she plays board games with me. My mommy is a great cook, too. My favorite meal she makes is tater tot casserole. My mom makes dinner, does laundry and cleans the house. I’m glad she takes good care of me.

Is that not the sweetest thing you’ve ever read? I know. It is.

The only thing I don’t understand why she makes me sound like a housewifey mall rat who favors food from the Michelle Duggar cookbook of white trashy recipes?

Allow me to elaborate…

We never go clothes shopping at the mall. Well, actually, I did recently take the kids with me when I went hunting for a purple shirt to wear for the March for Babies but seriously, before that, I can’t remember the last time I dared to take the kids clothes shopping with me. I’M NO MASOCHIST!

Also? I DID a made tater tot casserole — ONCE — but only because I happened to have all the ingredients and I really REALLY didn’t want to make burgers or meatloaf again. It was okay but nobody seemed all that jazzed about it. Yes, I noted the recipe while watching “18 Kids and Counting” but hello? Tater Tot casserole? That’s just embarrassing and frankly not the sort of thing I’d want the whole world to know about — not including YOU , of course — because I trust that we will never speak of this again. RIGHT???

It was really very generous of my daughter to say I’m a great cook but just like that business about cleaning and doing laundry? It’s kind of not accurate. I’m a bad cook and I really try NOT to clean or do laundry. Must be wishful thinking on her part… Poor kid.

Don’t get me wrong. I thought T’s card was beyond awesome. She said all those nice things (factual errors aside), which I loved—but you have to admit…it’s comedy gold.

Now that part about being fun and pretty? TOTALLY TRUE :)

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