Posts Tagged Present
The Elves Came Early
Posted by Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom in Depression, Friends, Love, Making A Difference, Mental/Emotional on December 24, 2008
They told some of my friends to send me things… they all chose things that would comfort me… how did they know? Now these are good friends…
Like my Cheese, Fruit & Cookies-Giving Friend…

She even put in presents for Braden to keep him distracted.
Or my Coffee-Giving Friend…

Gorgeous Tumbler and Charged Card so I can buy coffee and get free internet access at Starbucks. Me time!
*faints*
Or how about my Beautiful Soaps & Chapsticks-Giving Friend?

This was so perfect for me… I have a chapstick addiction. Do you know what I mean? Anyone?
And who can overlook my Chocolate & HooHaa Care-Giving Friend?

Gotta love a pad with BEWBS drawn on the wrapper. Also? Don’t touch my Russell Stover German Black Forest Truffle or you will draw back a nub.
And then I will rip off your nub and bludgeon you with it.
Yes, it’s that serious.
So, Nub Bludgeoning aside… would you be willing to give me a gift? Do me a favor right now and gift me this Christmas by doing something for someone else.
It’s really easy; all you have to do is click a link.
That’s right. I want you to click a link. Until the end of December, every time you click this link, or load any of the other pages on that website, you help earn ad revenue, 100% of which will be donated to a non-profit charity called “To Write Love on Her Arms.” (You can check the charity out here. Make a donation, buy a shirt. I’m going to buy a shirt… I’ll post photos of me in it later, even.)
They are “dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for those struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury, and suicide.”
So, from a person depressed as she’s ever been this Christmas, please click. Click as many times as you feel moved to click, between now and the end of December 2008.
If you click right now, leave a comment on that post, then come back to me and tell me you did it. It’s like my Christmas present. But even if you don’t feel like coming back, just click anyway, ok?
Merry Christmas, to all of you. And thank you.
Of Junk, and Boxes
Posted by Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom in Humor on December 19, 2008
I need a little break from my sorrow. You do, too.
Time for a favorite amusement of mine around this time of the year.
I think I might just post this Every.Single.Year.
Perfect gifting solution for today’s economy, right?
You’ve got less than a week now, fellahs. So buy that box and get out yer scissors.
Pseudo Birthday Thingies
Posted by Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom in My Son on October 8, 2008

Braden’s 2 Year Birthday is October 16, 2008. Unfortunately, John has just left for another run and won’t be back until 2 weeks from now.
So he’ll be gone on Braden’s birthday. Well, darn.
Instead of getting too depressed about it, we decided to make it fun for all of us by having Psuedo Birthday Celebrations! We did a little before John left and we’ll do another day of fun when John gets back. (AKA: Yes, Braden is a spoiled brat.)
We gave him a little fake cell phone and car keys (in the hopes that he’ll leave ours alone) a few days ago. Here he is opening the keys…
The “Wow!” about the paper shreds is so cute it almost made me vomit confetti. (Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do when stuff is really really really super mega cute?) Then, he said, “Beeebeeee!” when he saw the baby on the picture, like that’s what he thought he got.
Oh, Braden, you have no idea what’s coming, buddy.
He really loves the keys and phone, btw.
But he will ALWAYS still find things of mine he NEEDS to play with.
Did you just vomit confetti?
Then you put your junk in that box.
Posted by Lotus, aka Sarcastic Mom in Haiku, Humor on December 14, 2007
The current budget
here at the Carroll houshold
may result in this.
Suppose my version
will have to be something like
Cooch under a bow?
[Edited: Um, about the suggestions on putting my 'box in a box.' I'm wondering how you put something concave into a box? *scratches head* If you can do that, I'm scared of your vagina, yo. I'm stickin' with the bow, ya'll.]
PS: A belated thanks to Bill Gathen for reminding me of this video last night. Yes, Bill, you are the inspiration, the meaning, in my life. *chuckle*





















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