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There’s A Party Tonight

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Saturday, December 31, 2011 23.28.04 | by Christine | And We'll Have Fun Fun FUN!, Married Life, Mommy Earned Her Drink

There’s going to be a good party downstairs. I’m just updating to let everyone know that I will be attending said party and may not make it back sober tonight. Or this year. Or something like there.

The drinking has already begun!

Happy New Year’s Every on!!

Hearing an Itch

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Friday, December 30, 2011 22.02.01 | by Christine | Bod Mods, Family, Health, Kids, Life, Mommy Earned Her Drink, On My Mind

On the day after Christmas, I became the world’s worst parent and allowed Chloe to get her ears pierced. Since that day, she had been pulling on her ear lobes, then shaking her head, as if she had a bug down in her ear canal. Not on the posts, per se, but the actual lobes. This morning she was doing it, and then complained of hearing a pop and then nothing. Like me, Chloe has implants in her ears so that she can hear. She has had them since she was a couple of months old.

I took her to the doctor today. Surprisingly, it was a very simple procedure to fix the implants. He just put something down her ears that looked like a long ink pen and she could suddenly hear again. He told me that the pulling on her ear lobes caused the implants to slip and she wasn’t to pull on her ear lobes any more for any reason while she has implants in. By some miracle, she didn’t have any infection in the piercings. When her hearing was restored, the doctor asked her why she was pulling on the ear lobes, and she said they itched inside. We were both stumped by that since the itching phase of the healing process should not have started with in the first hour of getting her ears pierced.

I guess one would want to know why I would approve of getting my six year old pierced ears. Well, her sister did her own self-piercings when she was about six, after begging, demanding, asking, threatening, and blackmailing, she pierced her ears herself. Much like I did when I was ten years old. PoRo and I had the same complications: infections, crooked piercings, uneven piercings, and to this day the only type of earring I can really wear has to be sterling silver because of all the infections that my ears have gone through. I am very fortunate that I didn’t lose my ears to gangrene or from my hair constantly being tangled in the cartilage piercings.

Since coming home from the doctor, she hasn’t pulled on her ear lobes, but she’s still shaking her head from time to time. I asked her why and she said she didn’t know. Back to the doctor, then.

Christmas Is

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Sunday, December 25, 2011 16.21.56 | by Christine | Family, Holidays, Kids

… the spirit of love that surrounds us and touches us with its greatness. It’s the kindness and unselfishness of giving. It’s not about gifts wrapped in pretty paper, but the heart that’s put into our actions. It’s the celebration of life. It’s opening our heart up to the miracles that happen everyday. It’s about the birth of a child.

… And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. ~ Luke 2:10-11

Merry Christmas.

Baby I’m-a Want You

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Sunday, December 25, 2011 00.02.36 | by Christine | Videos

I Believe In Father Christmas

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Sunday, December 25, 2011 00.01.38 | by Christine | Videos

The Colours of My Life

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Friday, December 23, 2011 16.29.49 | by Christine | Adventures, Among the Stars, Depression, Family, Friends, Health, Holidays, Kids, Life, Stoned Posting

Hope you guys like the new layout! I certainly do. Looks a tad more professional. I’m going to go lay down before this seizure hits full

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