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Who thought a blog from an over-committed, type-A, perfectionist mom was a good idea, and how long has it been since I blogged?

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Wow. I kind of feel like I should be going to confession…”Bless me everyone for I have failed, it has been one year, eight months, and seven days since my last post, and, well, I’ve been really busy…” Busy working, sleeping, spending time with my kids, getting my hair colored, checking homework, drinking wine with friends, reading books while stretching “righty” with Evan, starving fevers and feeding colds, kissing boo boos, traveling with Olivia to Austin to see Rick Riordan talk about The Blood of Olympus (which was released on her 10th birthday), watching Chicago Fire and PD, visiting my sister and her family in Albany and Boston, volunteering, exercising (still not enough), updating Facebook, pretending to update Twitter, cooking, cleaning (still not enough, either), celebrating several holidays, petting dogs, taking O to theater practice and shows, watching Ev run at track, obsessing over Bradley Cooper, WARNING: SPOILER ALERT – explaining the truth about Santa, falling asleep on the couch while watching movies with my husband, visiting Boston again, and random other stuff.

Every so often, I admit that I feel guilty for starting a blog that was destined to die a quick and painless death at the hands of a blogger who is a self-admitted “over-committed, type-A personality, wife, mother, and full-time marketing executive who is just trying to balance this crazy life.” But, the truth is, I miss my blog. And, more importantly, my biggest fan misses it.

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Several times, over the last one year, eight months, and seven days (and most recently as tonight), I have caught my 10-year-old daughter, Olivia, on the computer or ipad reading and cracking up. When I sneak up behind her, trying to bust her for looking at some crazy, maybe inappropriate website, I find her reading the totally appropriate and amazing posts in A Different Kind of Crazy. She loves to read about herself, our lives, our Santa, fallinadventures, and the funny things her little brother does and says, and the truth is that I love sharing and documenting them for her and anyone else who is interested in our boring but sometimes funny lives. Most of all, I want to prove to her that you can be busy and successful and still make time for the things you enjoy and the things that make you and others laugh.

So, in honor of my beautiful, funny, outgoing, amazing little girl, I am happy to announce (to be read in your creepiest Poltergeist-like voice) I’m baaaaaaccccckkkkkkk and looking forward to sharing our most amazing adventures!

How long has it been?

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Okay, so maybe it has been exactly 208 days since my last post, but what kind of over-committed, type-A, working mother of three kids and three dogs thinks she can write a regular blog. Oh, probably the one who named her blog “A different kind of crazy”!

Well, I managed to remember my user name and password and log in, so I’ll give you the condensed version of my 208 update. Since October 4, 2012, I have:

Celebrated Olivia’s birthday, drank some beer, adopted a dog (Jack), attended a high school football game to watch the band, celebrated Thanksgiving, drank some wine, adopted another dog (Jill), listened to Maroon 5, decorated the house, celebrated Christmas, left my job, celebrated New Year’s, took two weeks off to be with the kids over the holidays, nearly lost my mind, listened to Maroon 5, undecorated the house, started a new job, travelled to Houston with family for school fieldtrip, read a book, celebrated my Mom’s birthday, watched Happy Potter several million times, attended dinners and fundraisers, visited friends,  drank some wine, celebrated Valentine’s day, celebrated Nick’s 18th birthday, watched Olivia’s cheer competitions, went to Brownie meetings, watched Evan’s track meet, celebrated fiesta, spent some time with my sister and her boyfriend, planned summer vacations, watched some tv, exercised a little, slept, paid bills, answered email, built a diorama of ducks in their natural habitat, and I think that’s it.

Now that I look at my update, I don’t know why my house is a mess and I’m tired!

Crazy Week

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Overcommitted + Type-A Personality = CRAZY!

So, while the name of this blog is “A Different Kind of Crazy,” most of my weeks are manageable. But every once in a while, parts of my week spiral out of control, and I find myself thinking that if I can make it though the rest of the week, I’m golden. This is one of those weeks…

Starting tomorrow, I will be going non-stop until Sunday afternoon, after my daughter Olivia’s 8th family birthday party. (This of course makes me wonder about who is going to do the laundry and grocery shopping after I collapse on the couch…)

So, coming attractions during my next four days include: being a fashion show model with my sweet lab-shepherd mix, Lilly; bringing donuts to Olivia’s class for her birthday; attending and watching Evan perform at a fundraiser for Kinetic Kids; hosting Olivia’s birthday party with her friends at the Magik Theatre; and celebrating my dear friend Cyndie’s 50th birthday.

So, this is my different kind of crazy for the next few day, and now that I think about all of the special things that are going to happen, I’m really looking forward to mass craziness!

Conversations in the Car

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I’m not sure why some of the most interesting conversations I have with my kids happen in the car. Maybe it’s because we are confined. Maybe it’s because they are excited to go to school or to come home. Maybe there is something about riding in a 5,800 piece of metal that pulls the interesting thoughts,  humor, and cleverness out of them.

Not sure, but here’s the conversation we had yesterday on the way home:

Background: The kids always want to play on my ipad. In fact, I’m not even sure I can call it my ipad anymore, since I almost never get to use it. Every so often, I will let Olivia play on my husband’s ipad while Evan plays on “mine” in order to accommodate the kids, avoid meltdowns, and keep peace in the house.

Olivia: Mom, can I play on the ipad after we eat dinner?

Evan: Mom, can I play on the ipad after we eat dinner?

Olivia: Evvvaaannnn. I asked first.

Evan: But, Olivia, I had a good day today. (Evan doesn’t get to play on the ipad if he gets his name on the board.)

Olivia: I did too.

Me: Olivia, if  you’re lucky, I’ll let you use Daddy’s ipad.

Evan: Olivia is lucky. Olivia is lucky. Olivia is lucky.

Well, Olivia wasn’t so lucky, because Marvin took his ipad to Phoenix with him, so we had to take turns playing with “my” ipad. Again, I never got a turn!

A conversation with Olivia

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During the school year, I drive Olivia to school each day. Our less than five-minute drive doesn’t allow much time for conversation, besides a review of her after school schedule or a short spelling word quiz.

For the past week, Olivia has been attending Camp Showbiz at the Magik Theatre, which is about 19 miles from home. The 30 minute drive into downtown San Antonio gives me time to have a full on conversation with my sweet, sensitive, and innocent seven year old. One day last week, when I hadn’t had enough coffee  and Olivia may have had chocolate chip cookies for breakfast, I finally had to tell her that we had already covered a variety of tricky, inappropriate, and complex topics and that we just needed to listen to the radio for the rest of the drive. So here’s what we talked about…

  • Becoming a billionaire. She confessed that she wants to be a billionaire when she grows up. (Which I think is fine as long as she takes good care of her parents. I worry about how she thinks she is going to become a billionaire , though I’m pretty sure it has something to do with acting on the Disney Channel. Or, marrying Daniel Radcliffe – see below…)
  • Her conversion to Methodism. As we passed the Methodist Heart Hospital, Olivia asked me if that was where she was born. I told her that she was born at Methodist hospital, but not that one. She insisted that since she was born at Methodist hospital, it would be okay for her to become a Methodist when she turned 18. (She has wanted to convert since early this summer when she spent a week at vacation bible school at the Methodist church.)
  • Daniel Radcliffe. She thinks he is totally hot and wants to know if he has a younger brother.
  • Radio Disney censorship rules. When the incredibly catchy song Price Tag played on the radio, Olivia wanted to know why they censored the word damn but not the word ho… (Good question! At least she didn’t ask me what “ho” means…)
  • Competing in beauty pageants. She announced that she wanted compete in  beauty pageants, and I was completely caught off guard. (I told her that  Toddlers and Tiaras is creepy and there is no way I am going to be on that show!)

And who says kids grow up too soon?