The Diva’s Soapbox

Want to see an immensely angry Diva?  Tell her a story about Child Abuse.

There are many forms of Child Abuse:  verbal, physical, neglect, bullying, etc.  They are all awful rotten terrible things to happen to a person especially a child.  Children begin as helpless innocent creatures put on this earth to be nurtured and educated by family and friends, especially the parents.  Granted there are circumstances where parents cannot be involved, extraordinary circumstances such as physical inabilities, mental inabilities, terminal illnesses and sometimes death.

This post I shall focus on Bullying or rather on trying to Stop the Bullying!!!

These school shootings and suicides regarding bullying are what prompted my post.  Tragedy has again struck a school in Cleveland Ohio with another shooting.  Now I’m not going to say that it was justified because nothing like this ever is.  Its hard to imagine that this is now our reality.  Children killing children, or children killing themselves because they are not equipped to handle these situations.  This saddens me.

It all comes down to one word:  RESPECT.  (Not even joking about the song)

Tonight I have decided to take my own stand against bullying.  I want to be more involved .  I have several ideas on how we can start showing our children, our future, to respect life.

Educating our teachers on how to recognize bullying from either side, the bully or the child being bullied.

Educating parents on how to recognize this issue at home.  I am aware that not all parents are involved and perhaps this is where the problem starts.  At home.  But not always.  Peer pressure is also a major role player.

So, why not use peer pressure in a good way?  Peer counseling.  Peer groups, more involvement in groups such as girl/boy scouts, big brother/sister programs.  Volunteer programs.  We adults call these support groups.  I think people helping people in a big group is one of the oldest but most effective ways to bring people together and to show respect for one another as it involves listening and speaking skills as well as showing compassion.

Involve your family, the WHOLE family in all activities.  In these days of computers, cell phones, texting, FaceBooking, Blogging, Vlogging, etc., it’s easy to lose people skills.  Have maybe one or two nights a week where your family is unplugged and have a family outing or family game night.  Invite friends and relatives.

I will say it again.  RESPECT.

Let’s start at home by showing each other love, compassion and respect.  Let’s bring back manners (pleases and thank yous).  Let’s lead by example by stopping the road raging (yes I’m terrible for it and I’m working on it as this issue is more important than thinking I know how to drive better than the next guy), showing anybody we encounter the respect that each of us all deserve.

Please also take a moment with me to pray for, or reflect on the lives that were taken in the last day because of this.  Let’s pray or wish (however you practice your spirituality) that we can find a way to end this tragic phenomenon.

STOP THE BULLYING!!!

Diva out.

Diva vs Baby Takeover

Here’s the score:  Baby Takeover 1 to Diva 0.  Its a battle/war I actually don’t mind losing.  When I look at my son my heart melts and then Baby Takeover seems like a dream come true.

This child is growing so fast!!  He’s found his voice and Lordy does he use it!!  Like Mother, Like Son!  I bought him a mobile for his crib and it has a little lion, a little elephant, and a little monkey going up and down and he specifically talks to the elephant.  Must be his best friend.  He loves loves loves smooches on his cheekers and I love to give them! 

He also has his own personality.  It is very much like his daddy’s.  Uh Oh. 

Work for this Diva is going amazing!  I love my job.  The people are great and my bosses are awesome.  New friendships are budding and that is wonderful.  This is the only time I will talk about work on my blog as yes it is a big part of my life but since my son I’ve learned not to let it take over. 

So now I find the only time I can ever have two hands free to type this blog is 5:00 in the morning while Dudelet is sleeping, well actually talking to his friends on his mobile.  Actually it even sounds like he’s hollering at them.  Bossy bossy lil boy, again like Mama D!!!  Prolly telling them how to bob up and down and in what order on that mobile. 

There are some parts of the old life of the Diva I miss, like sleeping through the night and getting ready for work in the morning uninterrupted but we have a blast in the mornings.  We dance to the Black Eyed Peas and of course Classic Rock and he’s starting to sing along!  Awesome!!  My baby’s got some of that “Turtle Mountain Talent” going on!!  Must come from me!  HA!!!

I miss suppers and social nights with my gal pals but I don’t miss the drinks.  I guess thats what texting, afterwork suppers, and e-mail is for now. 

Anyway sounds like the dudelet is arguing with his mobile pals so I better over and out this and ref!

Have a wonderful day!

Mama D out!!

The Diva on Fashion

I’ve never been much of a conformist.  This includes the fashion department.  I’ve always just done my own thing.  If I like it, I buy it and wear it.  Doesn’t have to be the latest trend.  To me as long as I feel good in it and it’s black and it fits well I wear it.

Same when it comes to makeup.  It seems the way I choose to wear my eyeliner is dated.  SO WHAT!?!  It fits me and brings out my otherwise muted eyes, so I shall keep wearing it how I’ve always done it.

I also just bought a cute pair of shoes for work the other day, of course being the frugalmeister that I am they were clearanced.  I really do not buy any article of my clothing full price, my goal and the fun of my apparel shopping is to see how cheap I can get something I really like.  Anyway back to the shoes.  They are cute flannelish, oxford semi platforms.  Only come to find out while taking some time out from my domestical mommy duties to read a Harper’s Bazaar that platforms are no longer a trend.  hmmmmm…. I like them and they look good with pants and a really cute skirt that I own.

Guess what Fashion Police!  I’m going to wear my eyeliner on my bottom lash line, I’m going to continue to buy cute and classic clearanced apparel and I’m going to wear my cute new shoes.  So cuff me if you must but my guess is that those cuffs you will use will soon be yet another trend and be used for bracelets.

That’s MY style.  That’s how this Diva rolls.

Diva out

 

 

So much to do…

I have all of these craft projects and recipe products in my head and I totally blame Pinterest.  This is the website with ideas galore to spruce up your life.  There is so much on there the site itself has spruced up mine.  I can spend hours on this site alone just pinning things that I think are awesome that I don’t have the time to research the pins on how to complete projects!  Bummer.  So what ever shall I do.  Limit myself to a day of pinning and organize one day then make a project for the rest of the week?  Decisions decisions.  Lets not forget I still have to get ready for work, go to work, work part time, care for my family most importantly my son, clean, blog, read blogs, facebook, socialize, shop, and so on.  Whew, now I’m exhausted from just typing what I need to do! 

Okay, DIVA, Woman up and stop complaining!

The above listed things I have to do are things I enjoy anyway.  Yes I enjoy my life overall. 

Well better get on with my day. 

Diva out.

 

The Diva becomes a Mommy

I always thought the “maternity gene” missed me.  I must say not only did I surprise the heck out of everybody I know by having a baby but myself on how much I love being a mother.  Here is the story of Xander George.

I was never one to try to explain myself and my actions to others.  I never really cared what other people thought, unless you were a person that I held near and dear.  This still stands true but I think the story of my son is such a blessing that I want to SHARE.

My hubby and I tried for years to have a baby when we were in our late 20′s.  I guess we never really aggresively pursued it as neither of us were tested.  We just figured that if it was supposed to happen it would.  Well it did.

Okay so I will never be on that show ” I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant” but I really did not know until a couple of months before my son was born.  It happens peeps trust me.

I had had issues and tummy troubles all summer.  We figured it was stress as I was in a highly stressful position at work.  I never in a million years thought I would be pregnant.  I did take a couple of tests this last summer but they came out negative.  So I went about my life.

Sitting at work one day I felt a moving inside my tummy.  I felt like I instantly knew.  By this time I figured I would have been about 5-6 months pregnant.  So after a test and a jarring discovery that yes I in fact was pregnant I broke the news to my husband and my then boss.  I couldn’t stop crying.  I was so scared.  First of all I was now unemployed as I had been let go by my boss.  I needed another job to help support us now as I know that raising children is a lot of time and money.  What about daycare?  Diapers?  Food?  Clothes?  The normal bills?  Also, I felt I was really far along to be feeling the movement in my belly so I was scared to death that I had “broke our baby.”  We weren’t prepared for this.  I didn’t know how to take care of a baby of my own.  I had no prenatal care to see if this baby was okay and I couldn’t get an appointment for a while.

My hubby was so excited when I told him.  I got used to the fact and started to feel a bond with this teensy person growing inside my belly.  In my heart I knew it was a boy.  So I talked to him like he was.  He is now dubbed my Mini Dude or Dudelet.

On the Sunday after Thanksgiving I went into labor.  Of course I had no idea it was labor at the time but 8:00 that morning I started cramping as I called it.  Later to find out uh HELLO Contractions.  My hubby brought me to hospital at 8:00 that evening and that is when they told me I was going to have the baby soon.  I was in too much pain to feel the panic attack I was sure to be having.  We still hadn’t told ANYBODY!!!

Hubby called his parents at 11:00 that evening to break the news.  First his mom thought he was joking.  Then she thought why would he call this late to joke around like that.  Then she thought (as everybody else did) that we just got a new puppy (as we have 3 and considered them our kids).

I finally gave birth to my lil Dudelet the next morning emergency C-Section.  I then had to tell my parents.  Conversation went like this:  Mom are you ready for the shock of your life?  She said no then yes.  I told her “You’re a gramma”.  She asked “I’m going to be a gramma?”  I said “No You’re a gramma now he was born this morning”  Silence….Shaky Tear voice and then she asked to come up and see him.  Of course!!!

So now 7 weeks later my son has blessed our lives and met the family, well most of them anyway.  There’s one for the books all.

Diva Out.

Random Thots of Mama D

Well now I’m Mama Diva.  Just spent the last 7 weeks home bonding with my son.  I love him so much.

I start back to work in Feb, new job.  I hate to leave my son home but my mom will be his nanny and I want the second income.  If only I could work from home for real!

I never thought I would say this but I’m sick of TV.

I haven’t put on makeup in a week days, before that I think it was like 2 weeks.  Huh, some Diva.

I love my son so very much but I’m exhausted and I miss sleeping through the night.

I am now officially addicted to any baby section in any store.

I want to start scrapbooking but don’t know how.

Conan O’Brian is now one of my faves (again too much TV).

I wonder what Similac actually tastes like.

I want a makeover, I feel so frumpy.

I started baby steps of exercising.  Just a lil bit of light weights and squats.  Hey its a start.

Mama D Out.

 

The Diva and Mommyhood

Well I think this mommy thing mostly agrees with me.  I don’t go back to work until February and I’m pretty glad of that.

The baby pretty much changed my life.  Hormones are all back in check so no more tears.  No more Diva Cave, it is now the Dudelet Cave.  Hubby has it decorated with hunting and Harley Davidson.  He’s a proud daddy.  Also now instead of looking forall the makeup and purses galore I’m now shopping for diapys, formula, and sleepers with truck and animals on them.  The middle of the night cares are getting better (meaning I’m getting used to them).  And yes that wonderful fact of life when you have an infant son, Mama D (me), Daddy, AND my curtains have been sprayed with essense of Xander.  I’m still healing from my emergency C-Section.  Why does it take so long?  I just want to enjoy my son!!

We’ve been getting some company and I must admit the adult company is good for me.  My baby is good company when he’s up.  The good thing now is he doesn’t talk back…yet, he’s such a good listener.  .

Being a mommy brings on a whole new set of life worries but I try not to dwell on those and focus on enjoying my son instead.  I’m so proud that all my FB posts and emails and conversations have revolved around him.  But I’m sure soon I’ll get my own personality back.  Yes that is a good thing (even for those of you who don’t think so, HA!)

I start a new job in February.  I won’t go into how all that happened but I must say that it all worked out for the best.  I’m sure I’ll get over the bitterness of my last two ventures and make the most of the one I’m starting, someday…

Anyway I’m going to try to get back into my blogging as I’ve missed it.  I’ll try to incorporate some personality in them as I need practice in getting that back for when I go back to work.

So the changes in my life have been a wonderful gift from our Creator and I wouldn’t give it up for the world or go back in time for any reason.

Mama D out.

Xander 097

Diva for President

That’s right peeps.  You read it here.  I want to run for President.

I won’t mudsling the other candidates.  Frankly I don’t want to waste the time talking about their faults, I want to SPEND time showing you my awesomeness.

Let’s start running this country (notice I said LET’S, cuz I recognize it is not only my country, I work for you) like a business.

Let’s regulate the outsourcing in this country.  Come on dudes, let’s keep it domestic.  Every other country is.  Do you see China or Mexico handing us jobs?  No!!  Let’s be cheap with our work too.

Let’s make the banks “we” bailed out pay that stuff back.  These people running these banks are supposed to be the professionals and role models for us citizens on how to responsibly handle money!!!!  Come on when they are owed payments from people who take out loans with them, their hands are out, they’re on the horn collecting if we pay a day late and they expect to be paid back.  There see, we just created some jobs.  Let’s create a collection agency to start calling these banks that needed a BAILOUT and asking for our money back!!!

Let’s chat with Canada to get some advice on how to handle our healthcare better.

The big wigs, suits, in  Senate, the House, and myself as President cut OUR giant political wages and live within our means for awhile just like the rest of “Our Fellow Americans”.  (P.S. I’m not a suity, I’m more of a black pants, black pumps n cool top kinda gal).

AND we gotta redecorate that oval office.  I’m seeing pink, peacock blue with black accents.

The Diva President has left the blogroom.

 

 

 

Wishlist

I decided today I have a wishlist.  You’re thinking don’t we all.  Well then make yours too!!!

I’m a big believer in writing down my wishes to make them happen and asking the universe for what I want and I’ll get it.  You know like Field of Dreams “If you Build it, they will come”?  Back when Kevin Costner was still a cutie pie.

Well, except for one thing right now we ARE NOT seeing eye to eye on and its rather frustrating.  So please send out good wishes for me that on this thing the Universe and I have been battling on we can come to a cease fire and I get my way, as usual.

So you’re thinking “Shutup Diva and give us the wishlist already!  I have presents to buy you and good wishes to send you!!”  OK, OK, here goes.

WISHLIST OF A DIVA (this is absolutely the seriousest I’ve ever been)

• Hurry up Lottery, call my numbers!!!!  $$$$$$$$$$$$$$  (I’m not really that greedy, I would share with those few I care about)
• The Universe to listen to my side of this story that we are battling on!!!!!
• $35 Million dollar gift card to Sephora (okay, I’ll settle for a couple hundred, just so I can get my Bare Minerals)
• 3 years worth of all of the Free Mary Kay I want.
• To jumpstart my Mary Kay business.  Of course I want to be an entrepreneuress.
• “I’d like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony” because frankly some people cannot sing, hopefully the people that can will drown out the tone deaf people.
• A Bissell ProHeat 2 X Steam cleaner
• A sewing machine
• Talent, patience, or whatever to use said sewing machine
• A $300 prize card to Amazon.com
• Pink Roses
• Talent to make jewelry
• Ralph Lauren, Lauren Style Fragrance (time to change up that Cotton Candy)
• A Food Processor
• No more homeless and abused people.  Yea, Yea, I have a small heart with a touch of compassion.
• No more homeless and abused animals
• To really know who I want to run for President
• Kit Kat bar (just saw a commercial)
• X5 Steam Mop (this commercial I saw a while ago)
• To get my office out of my Diva Cave.  Come on I need more room for all of that makeup I’m going to get
• New Shoes and purses to replace all that my baby puppy chewed up, I’ll pick out my own thank you.

So come on peeps, jump on board this Diva Wagon and wish me all the best.  Don’t forget to use some time and energy to make your own wishlist too.

This is just today’s…

Somebody please print and give to my hubby.

Back to work for this Diva!