Menopausal Mother

     It's that time of month again---Fly On The Wall group postings, hosted by Karen of Baking In A tornado. Today 11 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you would see in their homes if you were a fly on their wall.

     As many of you know, my mother has been in the hospital CVNICU for over a week now. It has been an emotional roller coaster for the entire family, and we are learning to take things one step at a time. Some days are full of little miracles, while others are heartbreaking and difficult to get through. For this reason, I haven't had much time to write or visit the blogs of my fellow writers. Our family is completely focused on my mother's health at this time and praying for her recovery.

     The month before Mom became ill, we were invited to do some fun social activities with our adult children. They treated us to some crazy and interesting experiences, and of course, we had to drag them along with us to the annual Renaissance Festival as well (a family tradition). Below are photos of some of the events that we shared: a night at the Miami Ice Bar, bottomless mimosas at YOLO in downtown Ft. Lauderdale, "Whiskey Wednesday" at Mellow Mushroom, walking the nature trail at Morikami Japanese Gardens, and a fun night at home with the family after a great dinner around the fire pit. Nothing beats making lasting memories with the family! The only thing missing is the fly----who knew he was camera shy??












***WANT MORE MENO MAMA? This week I was featured on The Mutton Club with my post, "Healthy Habits In Midlife (This Diet Thing Sucks)." You can read it here: http://www.themuttonclub.com/healthy-habits-in-midlife/

ANOTHER FUN THING: I was delighted to have my crazy hair featured on The Huffington Post. Yes, you heard that right. My purple hair. Check out the post, written by Ann Brenoff   here:http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/7-women-over-50-on-why-theyre-dyeing-their-hair-crazy-colors_us_56e07237e4b0860f99d78812

   
Welcome to another Fly On The Wall group challenge, hosted by karen of http://www.bakinginatornado.com. Thirteen bloggers are participating today to give you a glimpse into their private worlds. This month, that pesky fly crashed my birthday celebration and aimed right for the coveted birthday cake. I swatted him away from the sugary confection, but this is what the uninvited guest overheard:

     "Isn't it great becoming a year older? You recognize all the music playing in elevators and mysterious skin tags show up in your arm pits."

     "How would you like to spend your birthday?"
     "Tipsy shopping and drunk eating, of course."

     "The rabbit just peed all over my foot. Do you suppose that's his way of wishing me a happy birthday?"

   
 "You'd better stop poking fun at me for getting a year older. I have BIG plans for you."
     "Oh yeah? Like what?"
     "When you turn eighty, I'm going to strap you into your wheel chair with duct tape, slather you with peanut butter and sunflower seeds, then leave you out in the backyard all day to become a human bird feeder."

     "The first person who buys me adult bladder leakage pads for my birthday will be placed on pug poop patrol for an entire month!"

     "There will be no talk of corn porn on my birthday."
     "Why not? Don't you want to be 'buttered up' on your special day?"
   "Oh gawd, I'm living with a pack of neanderthals."

     "It's pretty sad that I can sum up the past year of my life in five words: wine, Nutella, squirrels, blogging and menopause."

     "I think you'd better slow down on the partying. It looks like you've either jammed or broken your finger. Do you need to go to the emergency clinic?"
     "Are you kidding? I can't do that. You were just there to have eight stitches put in your hand. That doctor is going to look at our double injuries and think, 'What have you kinky-ass people been
doing?'"

     "What are your plans for your birthday?"
     " Cleaning up the chinchilla's poop."
     "My, you lead a glamorous life."

     "I already know what I'm giving you for your birthday: a coupon organizer, miracle wrinkle cream made from goat pee extracts and a lifetime supply of ibuprofen."

     "I'm so sweaty in this dress, I have to wing out my thighs."

     "Go ahead and eat the leftover grounds from your Turkish coffee. I need you to stay awake tonight for the party."

     "You're lucky---you can eat as much cake a you want because you have the metabolism of a gnat. Mine, on the other hand, is more like a turtle's. In this case, slow and steady does NOT win the race."

     "What? No sexy thongs for a birthday gift?"
     "Your butt floss days are over. But I WILL buy you a case of dental floss."

     "Did you give the pug your birthday dinner leftovers? He just farted and I swear it smells like Cantonese shrimp."

     "Nothing is worse than waking up with a hangover. I smell stale garlic and rum on my breath. I need a mouth douche."

     "Leftover birthday cake and ice cream at 7:00a.m. It's the breakfast of champions."


     The night of my birthday celebration, we closed down the restaurant.....because folks, that's how we do birthdays Doyle style!



****NEWS FLASH**** I have more, exciting news to share with you! Meno Mama is once again honored to be a contributing author in another newly released book, Sunshine After The Storm. It's a collaboration of stories from parents sharing their stories of pregnancy and infant loss. The book is beautifully written, providing hope and support to grieving families. It is currently available through Amazon.com. Order your copy today!





     Please be sure to visit all 13 bloggers participating in today's Fly On The Wall group challenge!

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