Beacuse I'm the weirdo who develops allergies at the age of 26 that's why.

The other day my little family had decided to visit a produce market and we got a few peaches, apples, some squash and blueberries.Yesterday I was telling Hubby about how excited I was to put them in a cobbler and I grabbed about four of the peaches and held them to my face to inhale their delicious aroma. A little weird maybe, but harmless right? WRONG.

I poured a glass of tea, and sat on the couch watching Munchkin play in the floor. I texted a friend of mine, about 15 minutes had passed and then suddenly my face started itching. I rubbed it a little, not too worried and then it felt like someone had set it one fire. I ran to the bathroom, washed my face and tried not to scratch it off. I looked into the mirror and had huge welts on my face, my lips were swollen and hives were spreading all over it. I ran back in the living room and screamed something at Hubby about my face being on fire and what the heck is going on. He calmly looked me over and said it was an allergic reaction and what the heck did I put to my face.

After taking two benadryl tablets we finally figured out it must have been the peaches. I didn't think it was possible so what is the normal reaction to deduce this problem? Rub it on my wrist of course! So Hubby does just that and of course within five minutes my wrist is red, swollen, broken out and burning. Hubby is getting concerned, I'm wailing about not being able to eat peach cobbler again and then my throat starts swelling.

Hubby wanted to take me into the ER asap, but I was like "Dude, we don't have health insurance, and it's just one side of my throat so chill" which of course he did not. So there we were with Munchkin trying to figure out why mommy had a bag of peas pressed to her face, Daddy was hovering over mommy like a hawk and asking " Are you OK? Is it any worse?" a million times and mommy simultaneously waving him away and crying about Chick-Fil-A's peach milkshake.

It was eventful to say the least.

I woke up today with itchy hives still on my face and wrist. We thought about it though and I haven't had one peach since giving birth to Munchkin. The Dr. had said that my body would change and I totally expected the stretch marks, but peaches?!? Glorious, southern, sweet peaches!?!?!! I guess I should be thankful it's nothing like dairy or chocolate, but it still sucks. I did wash those peaches before I put them in the bowl FYI, and Hubby rubbed them on himself plus earlier that day Munchkin had been playing with them, and they both had eaten them so it's definitely me.

 I've never had an allergy, I've never had to watch what I ate and what I was around.

Like today I was feeding Munchkin one of those squeeze fruit pouches and without thinking I got some on the pouch and licked it off and then I went into panic mode about possibly having peaches in it. It's just so strange. So yea, I now have a friggen peach allergy. awesome.

Now if you'll excuse me while I go delete everything "peach" off my Pinterest board.

Mayor Stubbs I tip my hat to you, or I would if I was wearing one...don't take it personally I don't have the headshape to wear most hats.

Ok, so I know that technically I am a year late on this but I recently read this article about a cat who has been the elected mayor of a town in Alaska for 15 years . I am not making this up. This cat...sorry....Mayor Stubbs...has been a write in candidate and has won the election for mayor in the town of Talkeetna for 15 years. 15 FRIGGEN YEARS! I couldn't buck up the courage to run for class president and a cat out-confidenced me on a mayorship! They all love him, they are so happy with him that one person goes on to say he's probably the best mayor they have ever had and another that he's honest and doesn't raise taxes.

I thought about that a moment and was like...how ridiculous then I thought, you know that's actually not a bad idea. Cats can't be persuaded or bullied into doing anything they don't want to do so we wouldn't have to worry about funding from shady sources, and just think about how adorable our list of presidents would be if we start electing cats to run things.I'm all for electing animals, just not anything like a beaver or chicken...that would just be opening the door for other countries to make jokes about us. Let's stick with cats...no dogs, sorry. They are people-pleasers and would do anything for a belly rub...if you know what I mean, but to tell you the truth they should have started with the hampsters. Think of all that unharnessed energy we could be putting to use.

I think cats have been biding their time since the days of Egypt until they would rule over us again. Like I said, I am all for it all I ask is that we keep the cat names. I want a mayor mittens and senator whisker bottoms. I better not see any "max" or " ben" names. No deal.

I would also like to go on record and say that I would totally lobby for Hunter S. Thomcat, AKA: the cat who was almost strangled by Copernicus the homicidal monkey and owned by the AMAZING Bloggess. He would have my vote, mark my words people.


--- in other news...the birthday went swimmingly. Also I've been watching Downton Abbey non-stop for about a week. How Thrilling! ( If you didn't say that in an English accent I am thoroughly dissapointed in you)

--- also I misspelled "thoroughly" the first time I wrote it out but spelled "homicidal" right on the first try...don't really know what that says about my character....

Riddle me this...

Wow, do you people realize that this Sunday my little, sweet baby girl will be one year old? I know you didn't before because that would be really creepy unless you did the math on the last picture I posted or something in which I tip my hat off to you dear sir or madam. God I hate that greeting...salutation? What was I talking about?

Ah the birthday which has turned into such a circus I'm totally not even going to write about it. There's just too much to list....I wanted a small gathering, it's turned into a chaotic 50 people tent circus. There...you're all caught up. What I can't stop thinking about though is forgiveness. There is a certain someone, who I HIGHLY doubt reads this, and I honestly don't care if they do... they know who they are. They have wronged me (aka: thievery) and I have forgiven them, then they wronged me again (more irreplaceable family heirloom thievery), and I forgave again then it happened again ( when I was in the hospital...giving birth...and among stealing my brand new birthday present from Hubby also..stole my mom's *wrapped* birthday present as well).

I know what you're thinking...why be around them? The problem as you may have already guessed lends itself to not being that simple. I have to be around them. I am forced to be around them, not everyday but at the important moments like my kid's first birthday. The better part of me wants to forgive and forget, but ya know what that other part of me is really tired of getting walked all over. So far "that person" has not been allowed to stay at my home, nor will ever again stay at my home and has yet to apologize, replace, or fess up to stealing everything that has been stolen. I hope they understand that they will never be apart of our life. Ever. Hubby wanted to confront them and make them feel bad but I wouldn't let him. People like that are scum and all they would do is deny it and it would just cause drama and they are not worth it.

This was a year ago, so I honestly don't know what compelled me to write all about it. I think maybe because I really want my munchkin to be an honest, forgiving person and I wonder if I'm setting a bad example, but then again I don't want her to be used and stolen from repeatedly either. It's a hard line to walk between wanting to do the christian thing and also wanting to punch someone in the face. ( deep right?) I am obviously going to see this person soon and as much as I hate that this might get a few people asking questions and mad that it's even being brought up all I can say is this:

So, my question is this: have any of you ever been in this type of situation and if so what did you do? Act nice in front of others but vow to never let them near your home or invite them anywhere ever again or did you forgive them even though they did not deserve it..again? I'm really interested to hear your thoughts on this matter or prayers of strength..to not to punch people...either way I'm all ears. 

Yea, so it's been awhile.

I'd like to say hi to all of the two people who still check this site ( Hi Mom and Dad) and apologize. I sort of left without any notice or explanation and I want to set a few things straight. I stopped writing because things were going a little crazy on my home front and also in general with the world. It seemed like every other day there was news about the murder of a child or some other atrocity that I just don't even want to write down and it really hit me hard. It's hard to write about funny stuff when every other thing you see is painful. Also I got caught up in the evil numbers game. I know it sounds strange and silly but I was so obsessed with how many people were looking at my page and what they wanted to read and if I was funny enough that writing soon became a chore. It was to the point where it was stressful to come up with something to write about every day and if you guys would like it and if it was good enough, or I was good enough which is beyond ridiculous I know. ( because obviously I am awesome ) ; )

I'm a member of quite a few other sites and honestly they are these amazing women who post something everyday like clockwork and it's always interesting or funny or creative and as much as I would love to be able to put out that much awesomeness it just isn't going to happen. I started this blog as something fun to do. Something that I enjoyed that maybe would give another person a small smile when they read and that was it. It was suppose to be a small little thing that I could have fun with and release some thoughts to. I like writing..it might not always be gold and it might not be every day with the most member count but this is sort of like my therapy and if you can relate and if we can have a laugh together I think it's done it's job and I'm happy with that. Nothing more.

So I think I'm going to pick it up, I've had these crappy nights where I'm so exhausted but unable to sleep with all the thoughts going on so I'm hoping writing a little will help. I can't promise a post every day, I can't even promise once a week but if you want to stick with me and keep reading then I promise that I will eventually post some stuff again and God knows it will be embarrassing which usually makes for funny writing so you are welcome ( I didn't choose the awkward life, the awkward life chose me).

I love all your beautiful faces who have supported me through this weird little time and have been asking about my blog, your encouragement is more than I deserve. I really hope you guys have an awesome weekend.
Much Love,
- Nickie