I think My Daughter has Alien-i-tis.

My Alien/Divaish Daughter.

My daughter the Alien.

Yup I said it damn it!!!

 I feel like she is from 2 galaxy over from the milky way.

You know that galaxy around the corner you hook a right and there it is.

Well damn she must be an alien because It. Is. Not. Normal the things she does  and say.

Let me give you a description of my 7 year old princess,  a day in my daughters life. Is not ordinary.  No never is.

I mean I know there are  parents out there thinking this is just terrible and that I don’t love my mini me calling her Alien and all. OK then for those uptight parents that do not know how to have fun with their child this bloggy is not for you. Soooooo go ahead and delete me from your list. Or skip this blog. I DON’T CARE!!!!!!! But for those who have similar kids from the two galaxy over.  Or the planet Mars(Martians), Jupiter, etc.  Then you are with me on this.

  It is what it is.

OK now that the warning is out the way.

Mini me and we shall call her Diva, or Rock star, Or Mini Goddess take your pick. Since she is all those and more.

My mini goddess since she was born was not like other kids. I know no two kids are alike. AND NO ONE WARNED ME!!!!!! When other girls are ooh mommy princess, or oh mom Cinderella. Mine was Mami Mami witches, shrek, little monsters, and pirates and skulls and the corpses bride!!!!.

My mini Goddess can be a little prissy but if she has to defend herself from a bully at the slides or at the swings. She will go ahead and ruin all  the pretty clothes defending herself chopping that boy or girl in the stomach.  And no I do not promote violence.  UGH Really? Really??  (Again did I or did I not tell you parents that can't handle the awesome fabulousity of my mini me to go ahead and move it along? UGH!!! Really you uptight strict can't have fun......).  But don’t get me wrong, me being a bully victim.. She will not, I repeat she will not be a victim herself.  She is a green stripe in tae kwon do. She has the skills to defend herself from a bully if need be, she does not abuse it.

Because those who have taken any martial arts know that self discipline is the key.  But hey if Jerome that is 10 years old has pushed her down and pulled her hair. By all means baby defend your self and then come to see me so I can take it up with Jerome mom or dad.

 My Little Awesome, Fabulous ,Rockstar Alien.  My little rock star from a young age has been unique.

When she was 1 I think it’s the only time I can say she had a normal b-day and Halloween.  She was a bumble bee for Halloween, and her b-day was about Dora.

Then came her second year. My daughter has been talking since she was eleven months old. Her first word was :

POP translation Stop.  Yes I know not the traditional mama or daddy.

And then she sang in her car seat on my to my sisters house. A huge hip hop song Title: Lean Back, by Fat Joe.

Bean Back translation lean back. She would sing just the chorus. And then she said mama, I know I know sheesh. Really a hip hop song was her first sentence? 

Let’s forward to through years. She has always been a different child. She at times has behavioral issues, and anger issue also.  That is what makes her mine. She is awesome I tell you. Keeps me on my toes.

With that said her second year of life. She was a : giga bug – lady  bug. She had this obsession with them I know this is normal yes until we had to dress like it and purchase a cake 3d, by the way in, a shape of a giga bug.  

3^rd year of her fabulous life. Now she spoke more she was a horse for Halloween. Because nothing I mean nothing we looked at she liked. No not Dora, not a princess, not fairy nothing cute. She decided on a horse. OK I gave her what she wanted.

Her 3^rd b-day was a shrek/Dora event. Half of the cake was shrek the other half had Dora and boots on it. Enough said with this one I should Of taken it as a sign of Alienitis.

4^th b-day She was speaking like a 6 year old. Oh she was potty trained by the 2^nd yr. She hated pull ups or diapers. And she wanted grown undywear.

Her 4^th bday’ We all were fairies. Yes we all were. She was in love with tinker bells. I was so elated a little sign of girly is showing and the symptoms of Aleintisis was diminishing. She dressed the part that little princess of ours and so did the other girls looking like little fairies all around the party. Now I should of known the little princess stage would not last. For Halloween folks she was a fairy poca hontas.  Yes poca hontas with fairy wings. Every time folks saw , they would be like Oh Poca .. Oh um you have wings. I would have to come and say she is a poca hontas fairy. Yes a poca hontas fairy.

OK her 5^th b-day was of a rat called Ratoullie, (I think) a movie. She fell in love with this rat. And Well we were eating rats on her b=day cake. For Halloween she was as scary princess with wings. Oh for the love of Kit Kat's. It was hard trying to get her in pretty gown, attach the wings, and then putting on her scary make up.  Then try to explain this to folks at the door.  UGH!

6^th b-day brace yourselves folks.  We were sent back to the Punky Brewster era.

No she has never seen an episode nor does she know of this show. She still does not know who punky Brewster is.  Everyone I mean everyone came to the b-day in mismatch everything and bright blinding colors. This is what she wanted to skate in. Her b-day cake colors, lime green, bright purple and hot pink. ( all along she had a tiara, since you know she is a princess/diva/mini goddess/ rock star).  Her clothes were from the next galaxy. Oh and by the way for all her b-days dressing the part is a requirement.   Everyone had fun since no one matched and everyone felt right at home.  Halloween this year she was some kinda ghost, she called her self a ghouly ghost. I don’t know what that is. She had spiders on her hair( fake ones I tell you, I have super huge large fear of anything that has more than 4 legs). Her hair was white and black her face painted in white and blood. I still don’t know what she was. When folks asked I would answer I don’t know. !!!

Her 7^th b-day.  Ah well.  For her 7^th b-day we were pirate/princess. And no not the damsel in distress. She was the damsel who caused the distress. (Sorry @AgainAndAgainWA). She had a tiara, with an eye patch and blinged out pirate, skulls  clothes.  Oh what can I say, we are used to her already. Her cake folks I had to travel an hour and some change for it. It was a 3D skull. No really we were eating a shape of a skull beheaded of course.  Again need I remind you we all had to dress the part. TRUE STORY.  Ask around everyone had an eye patch when we song  her happy b-day.

Finally for this Halloween my baby did not choose, cute girly vampire, or a cute little devil, nor a anything cute at all. NO !!!!!! She had one of my sister's M6 help her choose a really scary costume.

Hold on to your Kit Kat's. No wait Those are my Kit Kat's. Hold on to your own Candy....
Folk this Halloween.  This Diva is a dead Rag Doll. With two pig tails. With skulls in her in hair. With a Spiked choker, and skulls bracelets. Her make up gives me the hi bee Jeeves just thinking about it.  Oh she could not choose a little cute devil No!! Or a cute vampire.. That I can deal with. NO FOLKS! She is a DEAD RAG DOLL!!!   Not even a cute one at all... Oh geesh....Brace yourself folks because we already are making plans for her 8^th b-day next year.  We are too dress in too-toos and skate board gear. She is into skate boarding and rip sticks. Yes the girls shall wear skate board gear but have a too-too on. The boys need to look more like Justin Beiber. Her cake, will be a 3D shape of a girly skate board with a too- too somewhere in there.  I will have to call my cake lady 2 months in advance. 

 I QUIT!!!!!!  I nominate myself and FIRE MYSELF!!! I AM FIRED!!!!!!!

So hence my daughter is an alien. From two galaxies down yonder or over.

She is fun, gives me a run for my money, but she is mine. And Alien or not she is what it is. I dread what she will be like at 13.  But I brace myself for the years to come.  And right now folks I must go tuck in my little alien mini goddess into her Hot Pink Skull sheets. Oh what you did not think her room would be normal?  Ha!! Right !!! No folks her room is in hot pink skulls sheets, and skulls on her wall, With deep purple curtains. And cute butterflies at her door.   And A Hot Mess Might I Add....

With that said folks I have just introduced you the world’s most unique 7 year old.  And no one has her but me. I shall keep it that way. I do share her with close family and friends.  But the craziness is something I look forward too with her.

You might have a child or children suffering from this but don't fret. Its OK enjoy it you and your children only have 1 life to live. So make it a memorable one.

I say good day.  I am out.

Oh for those parents who think this is normal. Shut the F*&( up because everyone knows poca hontas do not have fairy wings. !!!!!!! GEESH!!!! UGH.....

7 Steps to the Front Row! Please Read It Works!

Halo There Folks.

My Darkest Days
Trapt
Skillet
Papa Roach

 These are the bands the fab. Trio went to see perform last light.   Let me say it was awesome for the most part. In some part it is true what my sis M5 states she feared for her life.  (psst. don't worry I am hood certified I had her back all along).  In all honesty between the mosh pits, and almost being crushed to death and wait the the murder death kill huge dude.  We almost died and let me tell you it was AWESOME!!!!!

Being in that huge mess is how I  got my sis @allii31 aka M5 and I @TrayM6 aka M6  and myself to the front crowd to the front row.  Close enough to Jacobi the front man from Papa Roach be able to sweat all over you every time he head bangs.  Close enough to smell his arm pits when he lifts the arms to rock. 

Folks close enough  to him to have him spit on you when he is screaming the lyrics to the song "CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES, THIS IS MY LAST RESORT, SUFFOCATION NO BREATHING, DON'T GIVE A F&^* IF I CUT MY ARMS BLEEDING!!!"

Yup that close that I knew what brand of eye liner he had. OK no maybe not the eye liner. But you get my drift.. Right close.

So folks read carefully here are the steps to get to the front row if you find yourself way back. Back in the crowd you can't see if the front man is wearing eye liner.

Warning:  Do not proceed and do this If The Fab. Trio is in the vicinity.  Since we will be doing this ourselves.  So please do it on your own time, and your own concerts ETC.... with this said...

Step 1. Arrive to the venue early of course. So you can at least be close enough to the front.

Step 2. Band is playing rock on sing along if you know the lyrics, and if not, so who cares rock on with them damn it..... that is why you are there...

Step 3. Move a little closer,  no one is paying attention, the music is loud.  Guitar is going, drums are popping, and screaming is happening. Your moving a little close right.  STOP DAMN IT !!!! don't make it obvious... Sheesh.  what the hell!!!!

Step 4.   MOSH PIT BREAK OUT!!!!!!Band number 3  in our case is Skillet I for 1 heart the lead singer.  Have you seen the triceps, biceps, and pecs on him? Shoot you would to.. Never mind that... The band is so an equal opportunist when it comes to employment.. The drummer is a CHICK, and one of the guitarist,  vocals assist, and also plays the keys is a CHICK!!. Never mind that...

Back to steps, in this case Skillet was playing and the 1st mosh pit broke out.  By then folks was on their 5th beer.  So I took saw chance, I never been in mosh pit myself so being Hood certified and all you know survival 101.  When the crowd  came my I pushed the crowd back. While pushing the crowd back I was walking forward towards the front.  Ah uh you see what I did. I just moved a whole crowd forward now I am almost to that front row not quite.

Step 5.  Follow step 4  (after the 3rd mosh pit you should be by the 3rd row to the front row)

Step 6.  Last and Final Band PAPA ROACH comes out and the MOSH PIT breaks out.  THIS IS YOUR CHANCE FOLKS.... This is when you take those extra step and make it to the front row.  Push step, push, scream, sing, walk, head bang... Push, sing, walk, wave your hand in the air, hop, and walk, now you are just a row behind the front row.  Now you can see his eye color and the eye liner.  And the murder death kill dude that got kicked out for almost killing dude in the front row.  (folks when I say push, I mean push the folks in the mosh pit. Do not! I repeat Do not push Folks radomly.  You might get chopped in the throat!!!)

Step 7.  Final step  ROCK OUT!!! YOU MADE IT!!!!! You are in the front row with all the other sweaty folks and Papa Roach on stage or whom ever is your band that is on stage.

You can thank me now, or not, you can thank me later after the concert... And you have no voice because you just screamed your ass off to your band singing to the lyrics.. And you want to get home asap.  To take off the sweaty clothes you have since you got sweated on by the front man him self.

Follow these steps and trust me you will be in the front row in no time.. TRUE STORY.. Ask @allii31 or @TrayM6

Well Folks I am out

@M1Meli!

No to Bullycide!

Halo There Folks,

"Mom says Springfield boy, 11, who committed suicide

was repeatedly bullied at school."

"Nine Charged in Bullying of Massachusetts Teen Who Killed Herself"

"11-Year-Old Hangs Himself after Enduring Daily Anti-Gay Bullying"

"After a long period of bullying at school Jared B High took his life at home aged 13 years "

" Joseph Daniel Scruggs hung himself in his bedroom closet without leaving a suicide note. He was 12 years old."

 "13-year-old Ryan Patrick Halligan commits suicide after being bullied at school"

BULLYCIDE- suicide caused as the result of depression from bullying, especially children

These headlines are aweful, but guess what they are all true. Just last week bullycide made head lines again. 

We as parents, as students, as friends as co-workers, we need to do something. We need to take a stand.  We have to. Our kids are at stake. This is not a style that will go away.

Speaking of experience. Being a victim of being bullied when I was young. I take this to heart. This is something we have to take seriously.  It is not OK for our kids to kill them selves because of how awful they are being treated on a daily basis.  Yes I grew up and dealt with it. These are different times. Things are not getting any better.

Bullying hurts on both sides. The victim and the aggressor.  We need to think where is it coming from, and why?

I'm a single mother and this is one thing I can't accept.  I take this seriously.  As should you. There is help out there for the victims and the parents.
Parents if you know you child is doing the damage please act upon it before it's too late.  Before action is taken upon them.

You can take action in your community by going to your child's school and speaking to the Principle yourself.  Put some rules to action.  Petition these rules until your voice is heard.  Until this is law in your state.

Don't be one of many parents who's child make headlines due to bullycide.  There is help out there. Take the time out to help out, to research, to take action.

Your child's life depends on this.

@M1Mely1

 

Bullying hurts.  It is painful, degrading, hurtful, humiliating, depressing.  And as you saw the headlines it is affecting younger and younger kids. No this is not a joke some folks may brush this off and say oh well they will get over it.  No they will not.  This damaging.

Mid-Life Crazy Crisis Plague. -M-LCCP you might have it!!

Halo There Folks,

Well to start things off.  I think I am going through mid life crisis in my early 30's.  No No I think I am. I mean with the fact that I woke and decided I  don't like my work place.  Not what I do for work  exactly, OK maybe that too. Because I was seriously considering just quitting and going to work at a Grocery store or a shoe store or something. OOO shoes just sound great.. I mean the right med. for any illness I say.

Well here I am thinking what to do. Yes I know get another job you say! Yes well I say the same thing.

Listen, let's get back to this mid life crazy crisis, I think I just hit. So when I hit this crisis in my late teens I dyed my hair black and blue and cut it really short.  Good to say folks the crisis plague only lasted about 2 months, I came to my senses and dyed it purple burgundy!!! Oh hell what can I say my mom thought for sure it prob. was an early mid life crazy crisis plague.( she really did she wanted to quarantine me)

OK then I grew up folks and guess what?? Yes, Yes I know it.  You guessed it right. The mid-life crazy crisis plague re-activated.. This time it was in my early twenty's or no maybe mid twenties. I don't remember. One thing for certain when the plague went dormant.  I look in the mirror. Wait for it... Wait for it... I get too see first hand what this illness does. I had a tongue peircing.  MY TONGUE PIERCED.  Luckly for all folks,  it only lasted, you guessed it  two months. Just could not handle all that metal in my tongue. ..

Two years later you are right again I hit that damn mid-life craziness's crisis plague. You kow M-LCCP.   

Two  years later folks, I go and get a tattoo.  But I neglected to realize the M-LCCP resurface.  Here I am in the my 30's and I still have this tattoo.!!  Did you know this? It just stays there day after day, month after month.  I should of read the fine print.  I love my tattoo and all.  At that moment I thought the tattoo was the right medicine for the crazy crisis plague.

No the medicine did not work.  Folks it wore off.  Oh yes it did.  I went and got another tattoo.  Like I did not learn from the first one. Nope sure didn't. Now I have two of the cuttest tattos.

So that calmed the M-LCCP down. Yup it did. Until this past Saturday. 

Yes I said this past Saturday.  About a 3 weeks ago per say. I dyed my hair jet black. Dark black, night black some black or another.  You know the 30 STM's concert and all I had to do it,  just had to. I heart them dudes.  (awww sigh) Have you seen them they are just yummylicious...

Here I go back to the Salon and with my sis M6. (M5aka @allii31 was at the spa).  We go to the Salon.  M6 is mega excited about the new change to her hair. Me I was like, oh,  I umm I don't know. You see folks, M5 had decided on platnum highlights, and fusha pink highlights on the bottom half of the hair. You go M5, rock on.!!!!!

M6 had decided on burgundy(bright burgundy hight lights).  That's whats up M6 ,just plain awesome.

Me, M1, Mely, Mel . The other two M's had decided that I cutt my bangs. ( I didn't have any they, had grown out).  The bright idea was I cutt the bangs, and do blue high lights, ( turquoise blue).  Let me tell you folks.  After 2 strawberry daquiri's the idea was just awesome, great, brilliant!!!.  The decision has been made folks blue made the cutt.  This was on Friday evening at the bar.  (I tell you alcohol makes you a brave soul.)

Saturday gets here,  M6 and I are at the salon.  M6 tells the hairdresser what she wants and off she goes with a huge smile... In the mean time I sobered up, realizing that the M-LCCP is at it's early stages. So I still can attack it.  You know?   My turn to face the dye's, and swissors....

I step up to the doctor (my hair dresser)...
Me: Well last night at the bar over drinks we decided I should cutt my bangs & hair plus dye my bangs blue.
Hairdresser: Ummmmm, Ummmmmm Oh well Ummmmm.
Me: Ummm No right?
Hairdresser: Yea NOPE is correct.
Me: Well I am feeling like this M-LCCP is on its early stages you know. So what would suggest? But I do need a change...
Hairdresser: (scrunches her forehead) Ummmmm well your hair is really, really black.
Me: Yessssss.....
Hairdresser: If we do the blue we have to strip your hair, bleach it then dye it blue, which really will not be blue it will come out green.!
Me:  WHAT!!!!!! GREEN!!!!! OH -HELL-NO!!!! oh wait let me think what kind of green.(M-LCCP is advancing folks) NO I don't want green.
Hairdresser: You want a prescription  for that M-LCCP, Ok then go bright red! With straight cut bangs.
Me: YAY!!!!( the plague still trying to advance to it's full stage)

Going forward M6 looks just fabulous, M5 just rocking awesome. Me, M1, I folks can stop traffic with my bangs.!!!

Guess what?  It took me a while to get used it!! Since I kept squinting from the brightness. I love it. I have come to love my bright stop light red.  No, my hair is not all black and my bangs are this bright stop light red. I got the them highlighted so it can blend with my hair. And so I won't get arrested.  If you are driving and you see real bright red in the next car next to you. NO don't be alarm, it's just me with a little of the M-LCCP. (Psst. did I mention I'm in my early 30's).

Well folks, ladies, fairies, vamps, wolves alike.  It is safe to say for now the mid-life crazy  crisis plague has been contained.  And for now it looks like it is dormant...  I have survived it. I have conquered it....  Until this Saturday, I feel it coming on again. I have my marathon charity race.  And I am thinking another tattoo?

I'm  out. (with my really, bright stop light color red bangs)
 @M1Mely1

P.S.  If you feel a little of the crazy bug in your system. Don't be alarmed.  No it's ok, just know that in my case it only lasts about 2 months.  So embrace it the cure is there somewhere.. It may be disguised under a patch of pink hair, or burgundy highlights.. BUT THERE IS A CURE!!!