Dashababy

and I have the coolest sister too.

  • Dashababy

    Shaun calls them African American Berries. He’s about being correct.

    If you haven’t been Blackberry picking in your lifetime, you are missing out. As a kid we would pick the wild ones that grew everywhere around town. They were thorny and you could cut an artery trying to reach in to get the big ones, but they were worth it. Yesterday we went up to a farm that has pretty much grows everything.   We were let lose with baskets to put our bounty in.  THEM SUCKERS WERE HUGE! I was picking like a kid afraid that if I didn’t pick them all they would be gone forever! It didn’t take long for our basket to be full of blackberries the…

  • Dashababy,  The Fonz

    because you asked…

    On occasion I get an email saying how much people love the relationship that my mom, sister and I have.   Sometimes people say, “I wish I could hang out with you guys…I bet it would be fun.” I have been trying to locate CD’s that I have misplaced (kids stole) and I ran across 2  (ones I stole from my sister) the title is my mother’s handwriting that says; ‘Copy of Kathy’s funky CD’. If my sister made a CD it’s going to be rockin’ so I grabbed it as I headed out of the house.  The first song, “Bad Mama Jamma” (of course) and I instantly was in a…

  • Anxiety,  Dashababy,  friends,  hope,  Letters,  My Brats,  Shaun,  stuff portrait friday,  The Fonz

    and then a hero comes along.

    This week Stuff Portrait Friday is Hero.  I had several days to think on it and as the hours came down to minutes, I realized that if you have been reading this blog for anytime, you know who my heroes are. 1. My Mother: You know that saying, “you’ve come a long way,baby.”? I’m pretty sure that was made up for her. Her road isn’t a road I would wish on anyone.  I wish over and over she could see how proud of her that I am. To see her at rock bottom and not only pull herself up, but bring those around up with her is awesome. 2. My…

  • Dashababy,  kara,  The Fonz

    RESET!

    FINALLY! I finally got up to mom and Kath’s house to visit. It was, as Kathy calls it “WAY TOO SHORT”, and I need to go back and spend like 2 months to catch up. I didn’t plan on getting my hair done, but after seeing Kara’s hair when Kathy finished it…I begged her to do mine.  So, it no longer looks like it does in this picture. Kathy came in a few minutes after the pictures were taken and waved this magic wand over my head and magic happened and I am much less war-torn looking and more “Bow Chicka Bow Bow”. Kathy’s husband, Kevin was in the garage…

  • Dashababy,  Letters

    Dear Kath, Hey sister my sister. Remember when I started this blog and it was just so you and mom could drop in and see how I was doing because I am the lousiest caller-backer EVER? Tonight is a reminder of the good ol’ days. Kind of give the outside world a view in to our bizarre conversations. Either they will be bored to death or think I have officially lost my mind. My hair…I finally like the color. It took longer than I thought it was going to, but the colors now finally work together and it’s nearly time to come up and let you abuse me again. I…

  • Dashababy,  Random and Odd,  Shaun

    Conversations @ the Random and Odd House

    “Kristine.” “Yep.” [Big Eyes — I’m in trouble] “Kristine…how many containers of product would you guess are in the shower?” [covering my eyes — I’m in trouble] “Just guess. How many bottles of WHATEVER in there; shampoo, conditioner, soaps. How many would you guess?” [peeking out from hands] “THIRTY FIVE! There are THIRTY FIVE BOTTLES OF STUFF IN THE SHOWER! That is a bottle for every year you have been alive.” [mumble something about him taking out the trash in there] “That’s it. I’m going to shower in the sink for now on.” My sister is a hairdresser. I can’t help it.

  • Anxiety,  Dashababy,  journey

    Not Just Better, the Best…

    It’s funny how something small can realign your life back into place. A phrase, a word, a laugh. Sometimes it takes something beautiful like the birth of a child or something horrible like the loss of life to either drag people into a hole or, in my case, OUT of a hole. My sister always said that everyone needs a little fire in the belly to get back to good. She’s right. She’s ALWAYS right, but Mom still loves me more. The fire in my belly is a combination of happy, sad, regret, realization, and validation of self. My mother always says, “You’re so much stronger than you know.” She’s…

  • Dashababy,  Random and Odd,  The Fonz

    Where are all the pictures, Kristine?

    I’ve gotten a half a dozen emails asking me where are the pictures from my visit in Redding. I’m still here. Plans on leaving to go home were spoiled by the fact that I can barely walk. My legs from the bikini line to my knees are radioactive. About 2 inches from the girls up to my colar bone looks like someone threw battery acid on me. I was wearing a top that went up around my neck so I have this wonderful V on my chest. My mom keeps looking at it and saying, “It looks like your chest is flashing me the peace sign.” At around 6pm I…

  • Dashababy,  friends,  The Fonz

    I’m giggling so hard, I’m about to pee myself!

    I went over to an old friend’s house tonight while up in Redding recouping from Life. I promised I would only stay a few hours and come home. A few turned into about 5 and I got in WAY past my curfew. Mom and Kathy had already gone to bed and I’m KNOWING I’m going to get my ass chewed out tomorrow for “coming up here to visit and going over to a friends house and not hanging out with them”. TO WHICH, I have a good come back. The last time I was up here and I was sposta meet a friend and didn’t HE DIED. Where was I?…