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I have visions of my Dad standing in the kitchen carving the turkey. Each year we named it (I know; a bit weird in retrospect) Larry Bird was our funniest one by far. Sometimes tweety or big bird (you following?) I miss my Dad all the time but particularly on Thanksgiving which, has always been, my favorite holiday. My mom's stuffing is my favorite and who doesn't love to nibble on the canned onion rings used for the green bean casserole? But I love the day because it brings family together. And sometimes I get sappy and think there's so much to be grateful for. So my annual Thanksgiving thanks list goes as follows: I'm thankful for health (goes without saying) I'm thankful that Parenthood is still on TV and for the DVR that allows me to record it each week because I can never make it up past 10pm I'm thankful for someone telling me last week that they were in shock that I'm 45 yet; feeling really old now that I'm working with two 25 year o...

I haven't worked since the end of 2002.  11 years. I quit when I was having difficulty getting pregnant (oh, the stress! ) and when oldest was born prematurely, it was a good thing I had wanted to be a SAHM. The nicu visits, the dr apts, the therapies..it was a full time job and then some. Then youngest came along and well, I enjoyed the mom thing. I was good at it ~although come 6pm you can bet I threw a kid (or two) at dear husband when he walked in the door. The days were long and bedtime at times could not come soon enough. (I miss them being unable to tell time so I could lie about bedtime) Fast forward 7 years and I have two kids in school. Full time. The joy! Time for target and pedicures and meeting friends for lunch and retail therapy and ... okay, its not all glamorous. It's not like I'm sitting around the house watching soaps and eating bon bons all day. I did stuff. I volunteered. PTO for years, charity work, not to mention the basic house stuff and ...

So I got selected (after submitting my name!) to participate on the field at Gilette Stadium as part of the Patriots Pre Game Breast Cancer Awareness Day. I was- beyond excited. It was a whole to do really.. first off, we gave away our tix for that game and weren't planning to go. I got selected but didnt have tix. Yea, that could be an issue. Except it wasnt. Because two people couldnt make it and the PATS had two extra tix to give me. FREE TIX My Mom agreed to watch the boys. FREE BABYSITTER The PATS sent a parking pass. FREE PARKING Okay, you're getting the gist. As we donned in pink (FREE TSHIRTS and FREE HATS) I was soon surrounded by 41 other "survivors". Women of all different ages and backgrounds with many, many stories. Suddenly- I felt undeserving of being there. Yes, I lost a boob but honestly- it was only a boob. Really, it's how I look at it. Sure it sucked back then but now that I'm on the other side- not a huge deal.  Life vs a b...

There are two boys living with me. Ages 8 and 10 I'm not sure how they got here. See, the 10 year old (who I'm pretty sure just yesterday was in the NICU fighting to breathe), the kid who had years and years (and years) of therapy is now down to just Speech and Language therapy. And I say JUST emphatically. He is obsessed with sports (not really playing but following. OBSESSED) He is a huge  Yankee fan Has a fantasy football team Knows how to throw a pretty good spiral Enjoys Math Likes eating salmon The 8 year old Creative as heck and funny (okay this he totally gets from me! :-) Artsy Dramatic Also likes Math Cannot get enough of his dog Loves thrill rides (when just last year he was terrified of them) Hasn't met a carb or a sweet he doesn't like (okay, again, gets this from me) but seriously...who are they and when did they get to be like this? When did they become so independent and smart and know how to shower by themselves? Just yesterday t...