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Teal Toes for Ovarian Cancer

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Just wanted to let all of you know about a really cool organization I just learned about. Teal Toes is dedicated to raising awareness about ovarian cancer which is known as “the silent killer,” very often patients don’t experience symptoms until the disease has progressed.

I was made aware of this organization by a very dear friend of mine, when her mother was recently diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I went di–rectly to Sally’s Beauty Supply and bought China Glaze in Watermelon Rind and painted my toes, Aubrey’s toes, Emma’s toes, and our friend, Elizabeth’s toes all teal. (Sadie Plum was totally uncooperative.)

If the pictures of all our toes piled together made a very important person in my life smile, then it was time well spent. Please take the time to click on the link above and learn about the symptoms associated with ovarian cancer. And if you decide to paint your toenails teal, take a quick picture and email it to me at zebandrobin(at)hotmail(dot)com and I’ll post it here to cheer my friend on to recovery!

The Moultrie News

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Click HERE to read about my Oscar-worthy performance after my 5-year old, tried unsuccessfully to cuss.

Is it Bedtime Yet?

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The hubs has been out of town for 2 days…OK, really it’s been more like 36 hours. But it’s definitely been 2 nights. 2 bedtimes, 2 bath time routines, 5 meals, 4 trips through the carpool line and one trip to the grocery store since he left. And I guess it’s a tribute to him that I actually notice that he’s gone. (and OH, how I’ve noticed!)

My best friend Lizzie and I have joined forces since our husbands are together and we have kicked butt and taken names in a way that only 2 moms can. She cooked dinner for all 6 kids last night, and I cooked tonight. After dinner, we had prison showers. I turned the shower on and put one kid in at a time, they got about 5 minutes a piece and when their time was up, it was just up.

I have definitely noticed my husband’s absence, and would like to give a shout out to all the single parents who do this on a daily basis. My hat is OFF to you, I am exhausted. Do you hear me? Bone tired. And I’ve been ready to go to sleep since 6:30 PM.

Which was about the time, Aubrey, my 5-year old, brought me her Bible and asked me to read.
What I wanted to say: Can’t we watch Spongebob until we are all drooling, then stumble into the bed like a bunch of idiots?

What I did: Opened her Bible story book and started reading.

We read the story of Joseph being sold into slavery by his brothers and Aubrey said, “Aw man, he shoulda learned sthome karate. Then him coulda taken care of himself…”

And I smiled, sucked it up, and made it a few more hours.