Friday, September 22, 2006

it's friday fun.. and tears

it's all about balance right.. make you laugh, make you cry?

is it just me, or does the new tickle me elmo look like he's wacking off half the time? seriously. watch this video. judge for yourself. see how quickly your kid starts humping the floor after you buy them this toy. don't say i didn't warn you. tickle my private parts elmo- i bet the creators loved making this!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=o4x-VW_rCSE

it's friday and that means there's another post up at dad said, mom said! it's about sex. and finding the time to have it. and wanting it. and then actually doing it. go read!

and not to depress you or anything, but i stumbled across this blog yesterday (thanks finelly). it is heartbreaking. this couple has chronicled their journey online ever since they found out that their daughter had a very rare form of cancer. she "finally" passed away a few days ago, after many days of seeming as if they would be her last. the strength with which her mother writes, is truly inspiring. i often put myself in her position. what if that was blake? how would i write about it? and i often think that i would be so much more emotional, that i would barely be able to form coherent thoughts- much less sentences. but this mother does so much more than that. i encourage you to read this blog, if you can stomach it. have kleenex ready and then run and hug your kids. and don't let go.

11 comments:

Undercover Angel said...

LOL! Love the Elmo thing!

I will check out the blog you mentioned today. I have to psyche myself up for it first though...it sounds so very sad...

Mammawannabe said...

I can't bring myself to visit the blog that you told us to (man, you're bossy!)...at least not yet. I have to be in a "mood" to want to read that kind of thing. I just wanted to say that for their sake, I'm glad their daughter's suffering is over, maybe they can start their own healing now...

On the subject of Elmo...couldn't agree more, but I have to add that I didn't EVEN THINK THAT until you posted it. Thanks for kicking my easily manipulated mind into the gutter and walking away.

Have a great weekend!!!

Becky said...

i told you i didnt' wanna read that and once i did i couldn't stop. i cried. and cried. and i've called home to talk to hannah since i've been reading it the past 4 straight hours. angela gives me such strength. there's just no way i could hold it together like she did.

Meg said...

I want to read it, but today is not the day. I'm PMSing and in a bad mood anyway. I don't need to spend the rest of the day, clinging to my daughter and crying!

But I will be visiting it soon and I'll let you know my thoughts.

Yay for jack-off Elmo! I'm buying one for my husband!

jen said...

oh....whoa. talk about a post that makes you laugh out loud and sob hunched over your computer.

sleep well, sweet girl.

Suebob said...

Uh, no, 'Ster. Don't make me even think that way about Elmo.

Lisa said...

Ohhh. Love the new look of the blog. Halloween is so much fun. Especially the candy part! heehee

Elizabeth said...

That blog, oh, man. I don't know how that woman had the strength to even keep breathing let alone write those blog posts. That poor, dear, sweet child.

Mocha said...

Can you be any more adorable? With the new look? THe cute logo? The great post?

Nope. You can't.

Loved this entry. It tickled me so. I'm humping the floor like Elmo now.

Jenn said...

I'm not sure I would have the strength to go through somehting like that. I think I would just go to bed and not leave. Although, maybe somehow you find the strength....*shrug*

norcalgirl28 said...

I had incredible friends and family who never let me fall. When they said, "I don't even know how you feel." I always said, "I hope you never know how I feel. A friend of mine wrote a poem for my daughter, who was just four days old when she died. I loved the first lines....maybe it should be for Christi too..."Once a bright young angel flew too close to the ground, brushed and bruised her tiny wings and had to hang around. She saw the world through God's own grace, never straying from his view." The end was "So name a star Sarah Katherine, little angel who could not stay." It is things like this that help you through something that you never in your life thought you could survive. Maybe it is the writing that helps Christi's mom somehow cope, to the best of her ability, something that you cannot fathom.