My Very Merry Airmail Christmas, 2013

Good morning, well afternoon actually, my dearest Dingleberries. Christmas was quite an event, that's for sure.  I hope everything went well for you all out there in the blogosphere. I opened up blogger this morning so I could begin working on this post, here it is a few hours later and I'm just one the first part of it.  At least I finally got the picture above put in!  I consider that quite an achievement. 

So I could fill a post honestly of how things went and what the monkeys got for Christmas this year. But I'm going to save that for another post and to be honest. I hope to get it done before the New Year.  It's on my list and I'm hoping.  

So most of you are aware I linked up again with A Very Airmail Christmas this year.  This year it was in memory of Mama MB who passed away last November of breast cancer.  It was quite fun and  I hope we continue to do it for years to come.  There are some amazing and awesome Dingleberries out there. For those of you who participated in it this year,  thank you, on behalf of Mama MB up in the heavens. I hope the Christmas card brought you some smiles this year. 

My card came from Austrailia this year, check out Sophie, awesome lady :)

Hang in there my Dingleberries!!  

Sure doesn't feel like Christmas,

It's beginning to look a lot like .....  Christmas?  How many of my dear Dingleberries are ready for the upcoming holiday?  I'd like to say that I am, but Mr MB sprung it on me this morning that "we" needed to figure out the rest of the Christmas shopping.  Uhm, :clears throat: I was under the assumption that "I" was done with my shopping.  I figured out what all of my family would get and also what the kids would get for Christmas this year.  Honestly I felt that my part of the job was done.  Seems as though, my job is never done. 

We recently became dedicated to church and God.  This is hard for me at times, because I'm severely selfish and bitchy.  It's true!  Hence the whole " poo flinging" what did you think this meant?  Just sayin'.  So I'm a selfish brat who finds it hard to accept that I should happily do everything there is under the sun without help from anyone.  That when I ask for help I should happily understand when no one helps!  

As I said, this is hard for me.  

Mr MB, Granny MB and myself are arranged to be Baptized this Sunday.  This is hard for me to accept because I keep thinking I should be a new person before hand.  Am I misunderstanding that once it's done you're a new person.  I'm still going to think the same though, how can I rid my life and brain of all this selfishness I carry around with me. This guilt and anger and resentment.  How can I be Christlike with all of this I hang on to.  

I can't grasp an understanding.

What acceptance of Christ has brought me is a new and somewhat humble thinking.  I am so very grateful and love my life and family so much. It has helped me that I should ask for help sometimes. I shouldn't be to proud to admit that sometimes I just can't carry it all.  

So I've taken the good with the bad, at this point. Life will have it's ups and downs and before long I will level back out.  Right?

Yea so we also just married back in October, you all remember. All of my whiny selfish cry baby crap that I'm doing right now also falls under the whole wedding vow things.  So I'm like double whammy right now. I keep going back and forth with it should be a partnership, but I'm also in the wrong. I expect and expect the partnership to work at home with life, house, kids, cleaning. The likes of those. 

It's just a mess and honestly, typing it out, it isn't helping me work through it any better.  So let's get back to something that doesn't suck. Shall we?

Stupid holidays make me crazy! 

So I'm missing you all so much lately, I miss blogging, flinging poo. I miss all of that.  Boy monkey and of course Pokey keep me busy.  Last night Boy Monkey decided to outgrow his crib.  What  I mean by that is he is now so big (he thinks) that he's started standing.  He pulls up and stands.  So last night, I'm unable to get the tools I need or the help I need to provide a safe sleeping crib for him. Poor monkey slept in his play pen for a few hours and eventually ended up in my bed.  He thinks he sleeps better there anyway.  

It's shocking how different parenting is this time around. Boy monkey is quite literally the exact opposite of Pokey. It's mind boggling really. Yes I just said "mind boggling" When was the last time you heard that one? 

So we're quickly approaching Christmas.  I'm worried one gift for my dear cousin won't make it in time, stupid Hong Kong and their shipping issues.  Just goes to show you should allow more time for shipping when ordering gifts online for Christmas!  

I hope everyone has a super flinging Wednesday.  We're almost to the weekend, for that I cannot wait.  Then again I'm not really looking forward to the mad dash to get everything wrapped up this weekend.  Ahhhhh my nightmare!

Hang in there my dearest Dingleberries, will be over before we know it!   

1st year,

So it was today, last year at 6:50 pm that my dear Mama MB passed away.... One of the saddest days in my 32 years of life.  Which is expected.  When you love some one as much as I loved her.  It's true, when I read a pin the other day that Mom is one of our first loves.  There are no words truer in this world.  I pray my children feel for me, if only a smidgen, the way I felt for Mama MB. The way I feel, the way I will always feel. She may be gone from this world. Gone from my sight and I can't "hear" her voice. She will live on forever, in my heart and memories. With each glance I catch in the mirror, through the eyes of my monkeys and from my family.

She left her mark on this world, that's for sure.  I can almost guarantee anyone who met her, surely could never forget her.

I sit back and think about it all the time, every day when I come down the hill and look up and see her house sitting up there. I know she's not there, my Dad is there and her pets are there.  It's a constant reminder though of how much I miss her.

This day last year, I had no idea how sick she was.  Papa MB didn't call us and let us know. I remember reading his text, that she wasn't' doing well at all.  I went down the hill, up the hill and to her house...

It was then it hit.  She passed that night ....

I miss her so much.  It's been a year. I still feel like she's going to come home from some vacation or that she won't be mad at me tomorrow and I can call and talk to her, lol. Not that I've any idea what she would be mad at me for.

Wish she was here to meet her first grand son.

Tuesday Thoughts ...

Just caught myself searching through my album looking for my Monday Mash up picture, lol.  That would have been a flinging mess there wouldn't it?  Then again that does sound like something I've done in the past.  Shhhh, let's not say that too loud. Don't want my Dingleberries to know I fling those up from time to time.  

So it's not Monday at all, not anymore.  

Monday was my birfday and not the bloggy birfday. My really real birfday.  It's safe to say there was something, or someone missing.  But I guess that's expected.  You know last year the birfday came along and selfishly I prayed that Mama MB wouldn't pass on my birfday. How bad is that?  I think about it now and all I feel is damn, how selfish was that?  I hope I haven't already said this.  I don't want to be a broken record or something like that. No one likes that guy!  I sat at dinner last night, surrounded by those that I love and those that love me and I felt a little empty.  

Isn't it weird how we take things for granted?  I tried the last few years of Mama MB's life to not take those little moments for granted.  When it's all said and done, it's easy to think back to all the moments you did take for granted.  

I guess this is all coming out in light of the one year mark approaching...  

So it being Tuesday kind of throws a wrench in my whole " Mash up" that I'd decided to go with tonight.  I guess I can still share some  music?  Nah I don't think I will. 

Instead I'm just gonna carry on with my poo flinging tonight ! It's almost my bedtime. 

The little MB's decided to get sickly on me this weekend,  sick monkeys are really a nightmare. Just in case you were wondering!  Poor baby MB has some chest congestion and ran a temp all weekend.  Pokey decided to cough all weekend, luckily neither of them had any ear infections.  WE got lucky. I hope it stays that way.  Hoping I can get baby's lungs clear and we don't have any other problems! 

This is what it looks like after a breathing treatment.  His first breathing treatment. Poor baby monkey.  Guess he got his Nana's genes on that one.  :/  

There we have it, I will leave it at this.  Tomorrow is that darn Wednesday, gotta fight the camel.  

-Hang in there!  

Missed another birthday,

So I've gone and done it again, 3 years old around here. Can you believe it?  October 10, 2010. I started this blog, blogging about my little Pokey monkey in fact. That was a different time of my life. I had all the time in the world, or so it seemed. Pokey was my one and only. I had a boyfriend, but it was just that. Nothing serious if you'd asked me.  

As I said, life was different then.  I even remember the reason I started blogging. Isn't that funny?

I'm saddened that I forgot yet another bloggy birthday.  I guess with all that's been going on. I sat in the car this morning, fighting the metro Atlanta traffic to get my little Monkey to daycare this morning. It dawned on me that not only have I neglected my blog a lot. It's changed some... When it all started, I  blogged about my life and things that were going on in it.  I think to myself now, it changed, if only little bits and pieces.  

I'm not being too hard on myself, because I know I'm busy. I know I've got a lot going on and I know I'm working to balance out a lot of things in my life.  With the new house, baby, marriage, loss. Everything ...

I'm working it out though and I'm so thankful for you all. For hanging tough like faithful Dingleberries.  

So, it's late, but better than never... I guess... Happy late Birthday to the Monkey Butt blog!  

A Very Airmail Christmas, 2013

Hello my dear Dingleberries, 

Some of you may remember last year I shared and signed up for A Very Airmail Christmas, sharing Christmas cards with awesome folk around the world.  If you can't quite remember, click here and go check out last years.  Of course things will work the same this year.  

Last year Making Memories dedicated this to Robin, please go check her blog and see how special Robin was and how brave.  

This year, she's dedicating it in honor of Mama MB.  You all remember her passing last year, like my post says, we're quickly approaching the one year mark for her death.  

Please sign up and join in the fun. Mama MB is smiling above as we spread the Christmas cheer this year and every year. 

So again, go check it out. Leave some love for Rebecca and sign up.  Keep in mind, there are people across seas signing up, so just be aware that there is a chance you will have to send a card over seas.  

Monday Mash up: Episode 13

I logged in a while ago with intentions of doing some reading, some comments and perhaps get a little MB post on.  A few hours ago, I found the picture you see above.  My occasional Monday Mashup post.  Hey , it's Monday... again.  Glad I'm not seeing and hearing that stupid Wednesday camel, but who doesn't hate on a Monday?  

It was a nice break to stop by and read a few posts today, I miss my Dingleberries.  I'd say I always mean to log in and do some reading, post a little and then something happens. I get distracted at work or too occupied on facebook to really just dedicate the time my blog needs.  

It's not smelly in the land of MB at all lately.  I really gotta work on that.

I guess honestly I never gave much thought at how busy life is with two children, with a home and job and school age kid.  It makes no sense really, because since Pokey was a year old I've  had  a job. The same job as a matter of fact.  Only since little Monkey does it seem to be slightly overwhelming.  I don't understand.  Not one bit.  How can this be? 

Here we are, already in the month of November. My birthday is this month as is Thanksgiving and the anniversary of my Mama MB's death. I remember last year, like it was yesterday. I as so scared, selfishly, that she would pass on my birthday. I remember praying, please don't let her pass on my birthday.  I'd like to think I'd come to terms with her passing.  That it had been long enough for the bleeding to stop.  It's still bleeding. I come down our street, every day and say Dang I hadn't seen or talked to mom in forever .... oh yea, I remember.  It's still really fresh and still bull that she's gone.  It all starts with Pinktober and just spirals down from there. Now we're working on Thanksgiving plans.  Sometimes, I miss the biggest part of what I'm thankful for. I'm still thankful for so much, still thankful for Mama MB.  Even if she is gone, I'm thankful for what time I had her for.  

Things have been going well, other than being broke as sin and trying to catch up on bills.  We're doing good. Lil Monkey is a talker and just so precious. Those of you who are my friend on FB know just how adorable my little Monkeys are :)  

Life is a strange and interesting place most of the time.   

Thanks for always being here my Dingleberries. 

-Hang in there!