Confessions

My two year old thinks Jesus is a zombie.

A few weeks ago, he heard someone discussing the story of Jesus’ death and resurrection. Quite honestly I did not even know he was paying attention, because, well, he’s two and one would think that sort of concept would be way over his head. One would think.

On Easter Sunday, he heard a clip on the television and the conversation went like this:

Him: Mama?
Moi: Yes, baby?
Him: Jesus zombie, Mama!
Moi: Why do you say that?
Him: Jesus dead. Jesus alive. Jesus zombie!
Moi: blinks

I do not think I am going to try to explain the story of Lazarus to him anytime soon.

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I have a confession to make. I have a secret crush on Simon Cowell. What can I say, I adore his wit, snark and sardonic sense of humour.

While I am not a big fan of American Idol, I do really enjoy Britain’s Got Talent. I like the variety of the different acts and the overall feel of the show is more fun.

Season 3 began last night and I was absolutely stunned to tears when I saw the following performance by Susan Boyle. And never before have I ever seen Simon so completely gobsmacked.

Susan Boyle dreamed a dream, and now she is living it.

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They captured the Easter Bunny!

Is it bad that I want one of those?

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You know how I know it is a full moon? His Toddlerness is still awake, at 1:30 am!

I have no clue why but he is very in tune with the moon and he has been this way since birth. It is a full moon it is guaranteed that his sleep schedule will be that of a vampire… or werewolf. Hmmm… he is furry enough. As a newborn, he used to howl at night whenever it was a full moon. It really did sound like he was howling “Aaah-rooooo!”

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Ten years ago today, I signed my life away on April Fool’s Day under a Full Moon.

The common joke in boot camp was that NAVY stood for Never Again Volunteer Yourself and there were many times I agreed and wondered why  I enlisted in the Navy at the not-so sage age of 29. It was for the job. I had been offered a job/training as a Cryptographer and I knew my life would forever be different. I never realized just how…

After a training accident, I spent many many months in the Navy hospital in the “broken” ward recovering, and when it became obvious I would never again be “fit for duty”, I spent more months awaiting my medical discharge. I spent over a year in the hospital and it was pure Hell, especially being away from my daughter and son who did not understand why Mommy could not come see them. I remember my daughter, who was 6 at the time, telling me she was going to run away and come break me out of the hospital.

Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I had not enlisted. If I had not been injured…

But then I realize that I would not be married to my husband or have my 2 year old son had those things not happened, and I know that sometimes things really do happen for a reason. I take solace in that.

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