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Who said you could grow up so fast?

1 Jun

So sometime in the next few days, we will be celebrating some birthdays around here. Diva & Intuitive will be turning 7 years old.




If I had broken a mirror on the day they were born, I’d be free of the bad luck.


Looking back, 7 years doesn’t seem like such a long time. Some days felt long, sure, but all thrown together, it’s just a clusterfuck of days and moments and minutes and seconds and memories. There were highs, there were lows. There were diapers. Oh, were there diapers. Sorry, landfills. I contributed quite a bit to the world being full of trash.


When I think back to the early days, it kind of feels like it was someone else in a whole different life. Are these two KIDS the same premature babies that couldn’t breathe or eat when they were born? Seriously? They were two mini little baby type things, and now they are, like, human-pseudo-grownups.


For real, who let that happen? Who said it was ok for them to sit up, crawl, walk, talk, THINK? I don’t recall giving them the ok to do all this shit. They are self sufficient, free thinkers.. With likes and dislikes, ideas and theories, strengths and weaknesses. I don’t know when these things happened. They are honor roll students, their teachers love them, they have oodles and oodles of friends.. It’s a crazy trip to see them interacting like miniature grown up humans.


I find something new to be proud of every single day, and I know I always will.


Diva, my brainy little princess, you came into the world squealing, making your presence known. I’m proud to be your mommy, and I can’t wait to see you grow up. Keep writing and reading and imagining things. Keep thinking up crazy “scenes” that you think would make great movies or tv shows. You can do it all.

Intuitive, my sweet little giggling princess, your laugh is impossible to ignore, and one of my favorite sounds. You do things your way, and you are one of the most stubborn people I know – don’t ever lose that. You are amazing and strong-willed, and I can’t wait to see where that takes you in life. I’m always here.


With that, I’m gonna go cry in my coffee. Happy tears, because my babies are growing and becoming amazing people… but there will be some sad tears, too.. I’ll never get those days back, and sometimes, I just wish I could.



50, the new 35?

20 Mar

Good morning, guys! In honor of the Mayor’s 50th birthday, which is tomorrow… She asked me to post a little something on her behalf.. Here she is!

The Mayor is campaigning for 50 to be the new 35!

The Mayor turns 50 sooner than later and I do not feel 50.. actually, more like 34 and 3/4. My mother was 50; not me! 50 is a BIG number. It’s the golden anniversary for all milestones. I don’t wear 50 year old clothes, I do not act or react like a 50 year old, I have not used a comb on my hair in several years.  I have some ink (being Daisy’s mom and all), I do not like the word “No,” as I believe everything is possible if you try, I truly enjoy hanging with my younger friends and when I am out with Diva, Intuitive & Handsome, I am told I have lovely children… (Though I am sure they are thinking “Damn, she spent a lot on turkey basting”)

The Mayor


So, what are your thoughts on aging? Should 50 be the new 35? Do YOU feel your age? Do you think age is an irrelevant number? Let us know! (and be sure to wish The Mayor a very happy birthday!)

Mom – You’re one of my best friends, who woulda thunk it?! Happy Birthday, we love you very much!

© Daisy and Violet 2012. All Rights Reserved.

Tweeting? Twatting? Twoted?

17 Mar

Follow our snarky asses on Twitter, Friends! We’re @DaisyandViolet . You know you want to. In the meantime…

(Daisy edit – Personally, I like “twatting”, but, uh.. you know me.)


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