Blogging About Friends and Family

The other day I read this post “Should You Let the Cats Out of the Bag?”

I did giggle a bit as I read it because I related to several of the issues that come up when you blog about family and friends.

Do I use fake names? Check

Do I modify some of the details (that don’t impact the story)? Check

Do I ask if it’s okay if I tell the story? Check

I know my mom reads the blog, so trust me when I tell you that my blog is a constant stream of judgement calls.

So far, so good, right?

NOOOOO.  Guess who is the one person I never checked with to make sure they were okay with a starring role in my blog?  MR. T!!!

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Yes, that’s right, I can feel the “Mother of the Year” award slowly tightening like a noose around my neck…

Last night after dinner I looked over at my beloved son, of whom I’ve shared so much and crossed my fingers!

Hey, does it bother you that I blog about you?

The quizzical look I received did not bode well.

Why do you ask?

Great, now I have to admit that it never dawned on me to see how he felt about having his life shared.  Wonderful.  Could it get any worse?  So, I told him that I’d read this blog about checking with family and friends, blah, blah, blah, and I figured I’d better check with him.

He just chuckled and smiled at me.

I guess I’m good.

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Everything Happens for a Reason

As I mentioned in Opening Opportunities, a random conversation at lunch set in motion a huge series of events.  While I was feeling at peace with the decision, it was still a big decision.

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I did track down Mr. T’s father.  He did acknowledge me and told me he would call last weekend.

He never called.

Tuesday night I took a deep breath and told Mr. T.

ME:  So, I found your dad.

T: Yeah?

ME:  It was on a professional networking site, I messaged him and gave him my email and cell phone.  He did text me back that he would call over the weekend.

T: (hopeful look on his face)

ME: He didn’t call.  I’m so sorry.  I wanted to just tell him about the random conversation at lunch the other day, and the fact that when I mentioned it to you that you were amicable to talking to him.  I was going to get his permission to give you his number and then you could contact him when you were ready.  I’m so sorry, but he didn’t call – I guess that is a sign that he’s not ready.

T: That’s okay mom, I’m glad that we tried.

ME:  I’m so sorry.  But at least we’ve given him the opportunity – like all of the others – maybe one day he’ll be ready.

T:  Mom, really, it’s okay, you don’t have to keep apologizing.

everything happens for a reason

What a blessing I have in my son!  He’s a great kid and my heart breaks on his behalf.  Of course, I’m probably more worried and upset than he is!  Now, because I love him so much, you get to be treated to a few pictures of him!

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I know you've seen this one, but it's a great shot of me and the BD boy!

Don’t Clear My Plate!

I’ve been a single mother for 15 years now and I’ve really enjoyed it; however, there are times that I wonder about how others did it.

For Example:

How did other single mothers take their kid out to dinner?

I clearly remember several times that Mr. T and I went out to dinner when he was younger.  The worst part was when he had to pee.  He was too young to go by himself, so I would take him.

While that could be an adventure, that’s not the bad part.

The bad part would be when I got back to the table and our table had been cleared.  Some bus boys were really excited about doing their job!  I tried to leave signs that we were coming back… but when I refuse to leave my purse or phone behind to be stolen, well, there isn’t much left!

Most of the time our meal was either remade or comp’d.  Once, we went potty and I got back and fresh plates were already waiting on us!  The waiter didn’t stop the bus boy in time and so he went ahead and put in a fresh order for us!

I think I should invent a placard.  A plastic tent that can be tossed in the diaper bag and pulled out when you have to take your kid to the potty – “I’m coming right back! Potty break!”  Do you think it would work?  Am I the only one that ever had this issue?

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What To Do With The Left Over Halloween Candy

I am seeing these posts all over the place.

Turn this:

halloween candy

Into this:

From Yahoo! Shine article

From Yahoo! Shine article

All of these tips and tricks for the leftover Halloween candy.  Make a Christmas advent calendar with the candy.  Toss it all inside a pie crust and make an insane chocolate/caramel/nut/pretzel/dots pie.  Halloween bark.  Halloween popcorn.  The ideas are endless!  Apparently even the Elf on the Shelf tends to get in on the action.

All of those great ideas and I’m all:

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WHAT LEFT OVER HALLOWEEN CANDY???