Truths Elaborated....

My son will be playing middle school football this upcoming school year (gulp).  Thus far the practices have been nothing short of brutal (i.e. pushing an SUV through the school parking lot).  Despite the strenuous conditioning (Caleb has thrown up twice at practice due to the heat and intensity), he continues to suit up and show up (much props).

My son is obsessed with playing his X Box (in his defense he wears a headset which enables him to play/converse with his friends online-had Nintendo had this feature when I was a kid I might have never emerged from my room either).  Regardless, I have had to monitor his language (i.e. "God Dang-it" is acceptable while "screw you" absolutely is not....and will in fact result in the loss of said priviliges). 

My son is in the process of morphing into a giant.  Although he is only eleven years old (and will turn twelve in early October), he wears a size 10 men's shoe and is nearly as tall as me (5'4").  Wow.  I guess his debut into the world at 9 pounds and 14.2 ounces (as well as being 22 inches long) was a strong indication of what is yet to come...(note: when I delivered Caleb the doctor announced I had given birth to a "toddler"-how I accomplished this amazing feat baffles me to this day)

My son's intelligence amazes me....While I obtained A's in college, I had to study and push myself continuously in order to do so.  On the other hand, Caleb's academic achievements are effortless-he continues to test well above average and is in the Enrichment (AKA Gifted and Talented) programs each school year.

Regardless of being born blonde and blue-eyed, Caleb has nearly all of my facial features (same nose, eye shape, mouth, chin, etc.).  As a toddler Caleb had very light blonde hair (though not quite as light as the natural platinum blond of his father).  Over the years (and especially since puberty) his hair has gradually become darker (and I secretly hope he's completely dark before it's all said and done as blue eyes and brown hair are my favorite combination)...

While braces may be a necessity (and/or for cosemetic purposes only), they are always expensive regardless the reasons.  In Caleb's case braces were a necessity due to the structure of his upper jaw.  As a result, Caleb had his braces put on in April and I have found myself on a 17 month orthodontic payment plan (don't even get me started on the cost of the required down payment).

I am in shock that in less than 18 months I will be the parent of a teenager.  WTH.

I am thrilled my son enjoys reading as much as I do.  When he began reading the Harry Potter series my heart soared with joy....my love of books knows no bounds....

I am proud of my son for maintaining an open mind and sensitive heart.

My son has saved my life-both literally and figuratively....I cannot imagine existing in this world without him. 

I am truly honored to be his mother.

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I love to do the "Electric Slide" to the song "Islands in the Stream" (by Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton).  Somewhere in NYC video proof of this fact exist as my sister (Amanda) and I did Kentucky proud at my 30th birthday party...(*blush*)

I am counting down the weeks until I can afford to have botox touch-ups (because I am beyond over- due)...I shamelessly admit to adoring (cue Carly Simon's "You're So Vain") cosmetic enhancements...

Despite my crusade to minimize wrinkles and sun spots, I wear very little makeup and in fact, often prefer an SPF tinted moisturizer, lip gloss, and mascara as opposed to a fully done face...

I will not reference vanity again in this post.

Non-fat Vanilla Lattes from McD's are my favorite caffeinated beverage in the world (yep, the entire world...and perhaps even the entire universe...it's just that good)

I have 14 tattoos.  If there was a 12 step program for tat junkies I would attend...

I removed my acryllic nails more than a month ago (after years of sporting them continuously).  I am surprised by how much I like having short, natural nails (I now match all of my sisters :)

On the other hand, I definitely miss pedicures...

The muscles in my neck/shoulders are killing me....who knew that working in the flower beds (okay I admit it--jumping up and down on the shovel as though it were a pogo stick in an effort to relocate my hostas) would cause so much soreness?

My mom recently told me she knows I am doing well whenever I start blogging again....

My mother is very smart.

Year to date I have found no topic, subject, etc. that I will not blog about regardless of how shocking or taboo it may seem...

I am secretly thrilled everytime my boyfriend leaves loose change in my car...

I am OCD (though considerably less so since I hit my thirties) with my home, office, etc.  For whatever reason, my vehicles have never fallen into this category. 

And as a result they look like bombs detonated.

My son starts middle school this fall and even though it's been decades since I was that age, I still remember it like it was yesterday. 

Which is alarming.