I stole this from Mouthy Mom:

You know the deal.  Copy/paste into your blog and bold the things that pertain to YOU!

smoked a cigarette .
crashed a friend’s car
stolen a car
been in love
been dumped
shop lifted just to see if I could

been fired one month pregnant and was hospitalized for dehydration..bastards!
been in a fist fight
snuck out of your parent’s house
had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back
been arrested and/or in spent a night in jail

gone on a blind date
was a blind date
lied to a friend
skipped school
seen someone die  I never want to go through that again

had a crush on one of your internet friends
been to Canada
been to Mexico 
been to Jamaica
been on a plane

been on a train
been on a cruise
purposely set a part of yourself on fire  ummm, what is THIS?
eaten Sushi
been skiing

met someone in person from the Internet
been at a concert
taken painkillers
love someone or miss someone
laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by

made a snow angel
had a tea party
flown a kite
built a sand castle
gone puddle jumping

played dress up
jumped into a pile of leaves
gone sledding.
cheated while playing a game
been lonely
fallen asleep at work/school

used a fake id
watched the sun set
felt an earthquake
touched a snake
slept beneath the stars
been tickled

been robbed
been misunderstood
petted a reindeer/goat/kangaroo
rode a horse or any other farm animal
won a contest
run a red light/stop sign

been suspended from school
been in a car crash
had braces
felt like an outcast/third person.
eaten a whole tub of ice-cream in one sitting?
had deja vu

danced in the moonlight
liked the way you look
witnessed a crime
questioned your heart
been obsessed with post-it notes
squished barefoot through the mud

been lost
been to the opposite side of the country
cried yourself to sleep
played cops and robbers
played cowboys and Indians
recently colored with crayons I did paint suncatchers!

sung karaoke.
paid for a meal with only coins
done something you told yourself you wouldn’t
made prank phone calls
laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
caught a snowflake on your tongue

danced in the rain
written a letter to Santa Claus
been kissed under a mistletoe
watched the sun rise with someone you care about
blown bubbles
made a bonfire on the beach
crashed a party

gone roller skating, roller blading, and/or ice skating
had a wish come true
jumped off a bridge
ate dog/cat food
told a complete stranger you loved them
kissed a mirror.

sang in the shower
had a dream that you married someone
glued your hand to something-
got your tongue stuck to a flag pole - or anything frozen
kissed a fish -
sat on a roof top -

screamed at the top of your lungs
done a one-handed cartwheel  does in the pool count?
talked on the phone for more than 5 hours
stayed up all night
picked and ate an apple right off the tree
climbed a tree
had a tree house

scared to watch scary movies alone
believe in ghosts
have more then 30 pairs of shoes
worn a really ugly outfit to school  Eight years of catholic school, nuff said
gone streaking
gone doorbell ditching

played gay chicken–what the hell is gay chicken?
pushed and/or fell into a pool/hot tub / lake with all your clothes on
told you’re hot by a complete stranger
broken a bone
been easily amused
caught a fish then ate it (after it was cooked of course)

caught a butterfly and/or firefly
laughed so hard you cried
cried so hard you laughed
cheated on a test
forgotten someone’s name
French braided someone’s hair

Cut your own hair
gone skinny dippin’ in a pool/hot tub and/or lake or ocean
been threatened to be kicked out of your house  gotta love my mom
been kicked out your house  gotta love my mom
loved someone so much you would gladly die for them?

Are you as amazed as I am about the selections on a kids menu?  They have everything.  Half the time I want to order from the kids menu! 

Tonight, Pops, DJ and I went to Bugaboo Creek Steak House for dinner.  They had a great kids menu.  You know how most kids are.  They have yummy kid stuff:  hamburgers, chicken fingers, spaghetti, mac & cheese, mozz sticks, etc, etc.  Most kids would be jumping on it.  Not my kid.  DJ wanted a "nice, big, juicy prime rib".  What the hell is up with that.  To top it off my little seven year old boy ate HALF of a 20 oz cut.  Half!  I think he needs to get a job with the quickness, because I don't think I'm going to be able to afford to feed him in a few years.  He ate more than I did.  Where does he put it all?

DJ's been really good the past three days.  I mean really good.  He listens to everything he's told to do.  No meltdowns, no tantrums, no nothing.  Just a really sweet little boy.  Where the hell is my kid?  I took him off the Nuthera last week.  I started him on fish oil (Omega 3/Omega 6) this week.  He only gets one a day with his breakfast.  I don't know yet if the Omega is "doing" all this.  It's crazy because you never know. 

He's only watching 4 hours of TV a day.  I know that seems like a lot of TV but this is from the kid who watched TV 12 hours if he could.  Let's not forget all the times he woulld get up in the middle of the night to watch it.  I totally weaned him off TV.  He even plays with his guys.  His guys are an assortment of action figures:  Buzz Lightyear, power rangers, wrestlers, etc.  He NEVER played with them.  Ever.  He's still not into cars.  All he ever wanted to do was watch TV. 

Knock on Wood.  DJ has not been getting up in the middle of the night.  He has been sleeping all night long from about 9-10ish until around 8ish!  I'm loving this.  He better do it tomorrow on my day off, too.  He hasn't back talked me.  And tonight was the frosting on the cake.  The waitress was telling me all about their specials and in the background you hear DJ saying, "Excuse me", "Mommy", "Mommy".  I turned to him and told him to wait one sec until the waitress was finished talking.  AND HE DID.  This is an amazing breakthrough for him.  He can NEVER wait until someone's done talking to speak his mind.  I was totally dumbfounded.  But I refuse to complain.  I'm just going to enjoy him right now. 

Thanks to all for the emails and comments.  DJ is just peachy.  He's busy doing really nasty boy things like pulling the scabs off his lips and then he shows it to me!  Gross!  Did you all get a visual?  Good.  I'm so happy I could share.  He is STILL falling asleep on the couch.  But I got smart, I stand in front now:)  We're not going to do that again! 

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So, I've been on the South Beach Diet Way of Life for over a week now.  I started last Monday.  Check this out...I've already lost 13 lbs.  Holy toledo!  When I got on the scale and saw, I almost fell over.  I started weighing myself all over the house and the number didn't budge (it better not have, I paid like $50 for that scale because it guaranteed accuracy.)

It's funny because I never believe any of the diet hypes.  None of them seemed to work like they said they did.  I've done Slim Fast, Herbalife, Metabolife, Hoodii, cutting back or should I say denying myself, etc.  I'm so pumped up on this.  I love the food too. 

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PIC's birthday is next week.  The Big 3-0.  Then my dad's on the 3rd, then mine on the 7th.  I'm hitting The Big 3-0 as well.  It feels like only yesterday PIC and I were 18, running around center city, hitting all the Phillies games, basically having loads of fun.  Not to mention we were making a TON of money back then.  No kids, no apartments, no responsibilities.  When the hell did the real world intrude?  How is it that I make at least $25k more than I did at the age of 18, yet I'm so broke?

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And what is UP with the gas prices???  I'm paying 20 cents more than I did last week.  Our "president" better get off his ass and start doing something.  While he's fixing the gas, he might as well talk to Cindy Sheehan.  I can't imagine being in her shoes at all.  That has to be the worst thing in the world.  Where are the wmd's???? 

Some serious lesson I learned tonight. For the past few weeks, DJ has been crashing on the couch, and I wake him up and guide him to his room between 10 and 11. Tonight was no different. Except for one thing. DJ must have been extremely disoriented tonight. He went to go into to the hallway towards his bedroom and didn't make it. He fell into the wall. He didn't walk into the wall. He fell into the wall. Blood everywhere. Oh. My. God. I think I was crying more than he was.

I got him into the bathroom. By this time, there was blood all over both of us. I started getting water in his mouth because that seemed to be where all the blood was coming from. He's crying his heart out and I'm gulping back tears. It was not a fun sight. It took me a good 15 minutes for me to even get a chance to look into his mouth and assess the damage. He calmed down enough to assure me the pain was only in his mouth. Nothing else hurt thankfully!

Poor kid. He always has issues with his teeth that are falling out. It's a wonder he doesn't freak out any time he has a loose tooth. Let's put it this way: it was a battle between his loose tooth and the wall. The wall one. I think he swallowed this one, too. I can't find it anywhere on the floor. His first two teeth were yanked by the dentist (yep, I wanted to sucker punch him), his 3rd tooth was swallowed while on vacation in Michigan drinking a Hi-C juicy, and now this. He's handling it much better than I would have been. I'd have waged a strike on loose teeth. I was such a drama queen!

His lips are bruised and swelled. His gum has a cut on it. His tooth is gone. He also has cuts on his lips. Poor kid. He's doing good though. Keeping ice on it. His two requests? "A little itty bit of soda to make it all better" and some music. When I asked him what he wanted to listen to he tells me, "the rockstar INXS cd that goes like this 'Baby I love you so, I need you so, I want you back, I can't go onnnnnnn.'" Yep, he's perservating something fierce on INXS just like his momma.

This is the end of my 2nd day on the South Beach Diet way of life.  I felt very very blah until I was actually able to do some major shopping tonight.  When I went out Sunday, I completely left my MAC card in the house.  Since I only had $50 on me, I didn't buy that much.  That equaled to a VERY small selection of food in my house.  But now I'm happy.  I have variety and I don't feel like crap anymore.  But.............

I know a few people IRL who have tried this and Mouthy Mom is very happy with her successes.  None of these people ever mentioned the marathon pee breaks.  Mine started tonight at around 8pm.  I've been pissing every 15 minutes.  You know how I know?  EVERY commercial break, I RAN the 20 odd feet to my bathroom.  I better have lost 5 lbs in pee alone!  Since I'm still hitting the ladies' room every 15 minutes, I guess I'll be awake for a while.  I just don't feel like waking up to piss in my bed tonight.  Will it ever end????

William Penn obtained Pennsylvania as a payment of debt (his father's payment of debt actually) from King Charles II in 1681.

William Penn succumbed to a stroke in 1712. 

You ask why am I sharing this information with you?  DJ drove me nuts ALL THE WAY TO WORK THIS MORNING with these questions.  Did I mention my drive to work is 45 minutes? 

Tomorrow I am starting the South Beach Diet.  I do want to drop a ton of weight but it's more going to be a way of life for me.  30 is right around the corner.  I can see it.  The Woman Who Gave Birth To Me had her first heart attack at around 37.  She has very high cholesterol.  Pops had his first heart attack at 50.  He has very high blood pressure.  Both of my grandparents had heart problems.  Yep, it's time to change.  I need to drop the weight.  I need to quit smoking (I'm still reading the book.) 

Most of all I need to be around for DJ.  I WANT to play soccer, baseball, basketball, etc. with him.  I also need to get my allergies under control.  If something happens to me he has nowhere to go, but to a home in the long run.  I can't do that to him.  I NEED to be healthy for him. 

I'm making my vegetable quiche.  The aromas of turkey bacon are wafting through my apartment (yummy).   My string cheese is already packed.  I'm ready for it!

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It's a good thing I didn't do Blogathon 2005 this year.  I was at the hospital most of the day visiting Pops.  Then I came home and did the movie thing with DJ.  He tried to stay up for the other movie we rented, but he just couldn't do it.  Fell asleep within the first 25 minutes.

Right after DJ fell asleep, FMM called.  He wanted to come over and hang out for a bit.  It's a confusing time for both of us right now.  I didn't get a chance to get into it the other day, but here's the scoop, the whole scoop, nothing but the scoop so help me God. 

After FMM and I broke up, he was single for a while and then met someone else.  He's been dating her for a few months.  In the role of BFF, I am privy to so much information about their relationship and it's been rocky for awhile.  Even more so the past few weeks (BEFORE we even hooked up).

He hasn't said anything to her.  I don't even know if he plans on it.  Personally, I think he's going to break up with her.  He was over here tonight for about a half hour.  In that half hour, she probably called him three times.  I didn't stick around to listen to the conversation.  But he was pissed off because he's telling me she keeps getting attitude and he's really sick of it. 

He thinks she might be cheating on him.  She got a number from some guy and was text messaging a guy (not sure if it's the same guy.)  Then she disappeared to DC last week.  Not that it makes it ok that he cheated on her with me.  Which is what it all boils down to.  Trust me, I'm not feeling too good about that part. 

In the famous words of Scarlett, I'll think about it tomorrow.

We thought Pops was going to be discharged today since his angioplasty went so well yesterday.  No such luck!  Really, why should anything be easy?  He developed hematoma (swelling filled with blood) at the puncture site.  They rushed him down to do an ultrasound to make sure that was the only complication and it was.  Pops still had high hopes he was going to be released tomorrow.  Nope.

The doc came in and told him on MONDAY they are going to lance the hematoma.  He could possibly be discharged on Tuesday.  Why are they waiting until Monday to do it?  Because the procedure isn't done on the weekend because everyone is off.  Seriously, this amazes me.  Pops is pissed he has to stay there until Tuesday. 

After Mouthy Mom's successes, I went to Barnes and Noble afterwards to pick up the South Beach diet book, the cook book and their guide.  I started reading some of it and it's good for heart patients!  Woooohooo, we're all doing South Beach. 

So, FMM came over.  Watched TV.  Talked.  Laughed.  One thing led to another.  My world got rocked.  Again.