February 10, 2008

A Private Note to Perla

Hi Perla - you just left a few comments on my blog but I don't know your email or blog address so I wanted to respond here. First of all, thanks for your kind comments and I'm flattered that you've wasted a bunch of your life reading about mine. It's been a TOUGH week and I was just about to go to bed in a heap of defeat but your sincere, sweet comments are going to send me to bed with a smile instead of a scowl.

Sometimes the hardest thing about life is that it doesn't kill you. Keep your fingers crossed that my kids stop puking on me tomorrow and I just might live to blog another day. For everyone else out there, play along with Spike and send in a few more great YouTube links. We need all the laughs we can get over here and my stuffed animals are starting to pile up in the corner. I'd love to send one out to Spike's winner. Of course there is the 40% of you (according to my Gallup approved poll) that detests my creations - I'll be happy to send a Precious Moments doll out to the winner if they fall in that category.

Let's do this Jerry Springer style and end with a trite thought...

Don't think of it as puke, think of it as a chance to relive the past.


***10 minutes later update***
Wow. I feel like a whiner. I just said a heartfelt bedtime prayer and God helped me remember how blessed I am to have these little puking twerps. I know. I don't understand how that works either, but I feel much better. Bring on the yak. Perla, you're my girl!

14 comments:

NG said...

Precious moments? Ew. I'd much rather have one of your creations.

Karen said...

A Flaky creation is way better than those scary doe eyed Precious Moments things. I hope your kids are feeling better soon.

Emmy said...

I understand the need to be reminded of how grateful I am for my kids. I keep thinking they are only sweet and innocent for a little while, I need to enjoy them now. I agree with ng and karen you flaky creations are much better than a precious moments doll.

April said...

If it helps I know of at least 3 families right now that are self quarentined due to illness.... mine bing one of them. Isn't RSV great?? :P At least my 3 aren't puking though! You have my sympathy... I know I will be there one day with puke up to my elbows, I just pray it's not soon. Motherhood isn't it the Bomb! Gotta love them though.

Calidaho said...

I know it ALWAYS helps to think, "At least I don't have it as bad as..." but I watched a "Jon and Kate Plus 8" Marathon yesterday. Just imagine 6 three year olds all at once. (Plus two 7 years olds who oddly help make it a little easier with their helper abilities). The snot and puke potential are worse than any horror flick!

Kate said...

There are about 5 of your stuffed animals that I am coveting right now. I know, I know... it's wrong to covet. But seriously, they're so cute.
I wonder if my credit card company would understand not getting paid if I sent them a picture of the animal I ordered instead of making a payment? :D

Brent and AmberLee's Family said...

How appropriate to discuss puke and precious moments in the same post.

I think your stuffed animals are the coolest.

The Wiz said...

Gag. Precious Moments. Let your kids puke on those.

Perla said...

How premium! I got a post devoted to me. Thanks, Hollywood! And by the way, that little guy is giving you the thumb's up. He's my kid and he invented that himself. He was born with some kind of super cool-ness gene. He's adopted so its a little easier to brag about him. When I do something he likes, he winks at me and gives me a thumbs up and makes a "click" sound with his mouth. He is three. Anyway, I'm sorry about the puke. That gets SO exhausting! If you want, I can tell you some really gross stories about when aforementioned son came home from the orphanage in Haiti with big, huge parasites in his gut and how we dealt with getting those out. :) I will say a prayer right now that little girls stop puking on you or on themselves, either, because it is really, really scary for them, huh?!
I think I clicked on something that shows you my e-mail address. Maybe.
As to my true identity...I'm suddenly finding that I've never had a hidden identity before and it feels kind of neat-o!
If you ask that sister of yours that has 6 kids and is married to my brother then she will tell you who Perla is :)

Davis Family said...

Your heartfelt message to "Perla" has prompted me to come clean. I have been secretly reading your blog for some time now...and LOVE it. It is something I look forward to every day. Now that I have gotten that off my chest, I feel as though I can move on with life. I realize you have other "high priority" things to attend to, and in no way expect you to actually care that yet another person is reading your blog. I didn't just randomly find you though, I found you through Chan's blog. Thanks for making me laugh!

S'mee said...

In a small town, she works fearlessly rearing her children and comforting others. By day she is a regular mom, but by night and through blogging she is....

SUPER PERLA!

<3

Anonymous said...

Where are these inspiring notes from Perla? Maybe the rest of us could benefit from them?

Hollywood said...

Perla just left a comment saying she liked the blog and exuded general happiness overall. It had been a long day and reading her bright comment really made the difference to me between a failed day and a successful one. I'm serious guys, I live for these comments. I know I'm not the best at responding individually (really bad at it actually - it's a big fault of this blog) but I read and adore every silly comment you guys leave. And yes, that includes the anonymous ones that I sometimes have NO idea what to make of.

This is going to sound corny, but Perla is just like all you guys. Thanks for hanging around my place. I feel bad when I'm not able to post stuff because the fact that all of you are coming is really overwhelmingly awesome to me.

august said...

I'm a new mom to a 2-month old and I chanced upon your blog just days ago... thanks for helping me feel that I am *not* alone in this overwhelming black hole that is sometimes (or often!) parenthood. And yes, we live for those gummy smiles which make up for the worst of it! Take good care and God bless your beautiful little girls...