Those Gorgeous Girls

My husband and I were married almost ten years ago, and until not long ago, had only two canine children. Bear and Buster. Our boys. Bear is a poodle mix and he's 12, and Buster's a 11-year-old dachshund mix. We were very used to our life. Traveled, especially to Vegas. Foot loose and fancy free. Yes, I said foot loose and fancy free. Deal.

Anyway, about two years ago, we decided it might be a good idea to adopt us some kids. We'd tried basic infertility treatments, to no avail, and really didn't feel it was necessary take it to the next level. I was pregnant once for about 3 months, but had a miscarriage. We gave up more than once, considered adoption, decided we were fine by ourselves, and then started thinking about adoption again.

We signed up with a foster/adopt agency, went through the training, and then sat back to wait. Or so we thought. Here's how we thought it would go: They'll call us with a placement here, a placement there, one at a time, babies and toddlers, all races, and we'll have our little rainbow family. Some will stay and some will go, and eventually we'll adopt a couple, and that will be how our little story will go.

HA. They started calling us immediately with placements for sibling groups, and one of the first ones was for "three sisters with blonde hair and blue eyes." About three weeks later, after many phone calls and sleepless nights, and one 200-mile trip to meet them, those beautiful girls were placed in our home. And in September, 2005, we adopted them.

Our girls are 3, 5 and 6 years old, and came to us by way of CPS. They were removed from their original homes (different fathers) because of neglect, drug use and domestic violence, among other things. Then they were placed in a foster home where eventually they were also neglected and physically disciplined, so they were removed again. They were in a children's shelter three or four times, and had a very traumatic year, before we found them.

Hell, their whole lives have been traumatic. But somehow they survived, and we found them. And now my life's traumatic. And now we're a family.

Errand Girl

I have just been all over this great metroplex of ours. My wheels were on the road for 3 solid hours. Here's all I accomplished:

Took car to the shop
Credit union to get release of lien for car
DOT to get duplicate title for car
Pick up work (I work at home)
Drop Dad off (he was tagging along to keep the girls occupied)
Bank to cash work check (since they keep bouncing)
(different)Credit union to deposit cash from work check
Pick up lunch for girls
Home and feed girls

Now it's back to work, I'm sad to say. Gotta type those insurance statements.

Maybe I'll be more inspired and interesting later.

Treasure Hunters

DH and I both like reality TV programming, but I watch it much more than he does. I mean, we watch a lot. There are the standards: Survivor and Amazing Race, even Big Brother. Then we watch most of the reality shows on A & E. Yes, we're talking about Dog the Bounty Hunter, King of Cars, and Inked. Used to love American Casino (was that on Discovery?) and Family Plots. Screw them for canceling Family Plots! Waiting to find out where Flip this House ends up. Anyway, you get the picture.

So, we've heard about Treasure Hunters, but last night was the first night we were able to sit down and get caught up on it. Love the DVR. I'm not gonna go into great detail, because my memory sucks, but I will hit my highlights.

First and foremost, from the website, I really wanted to like those Hanlons. I love me some rednecks, and I'm from Texas, so let's root for the home team, right? Uhm, maybe not. Those guys seemed so out of their league, just not even playing the same game! Looking under trash cans, and leaving to get a hamburger. What's that all about? And not honestly and humbly confused, but convinced that their lame brain assumptions are correct. Adamant about it. Arrogant even. And butt wrong. It was sad.

Liked the Browns, but did those guys know it was gonna be a race? Where they were gonna have to move and stuff? Cause they didn't seem like they were prepared to be getting places under their own steam. I'm a big girl, and let me tell you, that is the number one reason you will not see me applying for a reality show. I can't run. Can only walk fast for a few minutes. Can not climb a mountain. So, love those Browns, but were they expecting super powers to be handed out at the beginning?

Those were the two that stuck out for me this week; stay tuned.

Who's Trixie?

Well, there are two different answers here.
First of all, who am I?
I'm a wife of almost ten years.
I'm a mom of 1.5 years, to three girls, ages 3, 5 and 6. Adoption, you ask? Why yes, now that you mention it. In triplicate. It has been a roller coaster cliche of epic proportions. "Your life will never be the same." You think? "You'll never have alone time again." No, really? But, all in all, I probably wouldn't change a thing, unless I could just put the whole thing on PAUSE every now and then for a quick trip to Vegas with the stud.
I work at home transcribing insurance statements. It is alternately interesting, excruciating, heart-wrenching, disgusting, aggravating, mostly boring. But it pays a couple of the bills.

Second, who is Trixie?
I chose the pseudonym Trixie because last weekend, while watching Deadwood, I listened to Trixie the whore just going on...and on...and on...(sort of like if Julia Sugarbaker had been a cranky whore in the old west), and I suddenly realized that she sounded a lot like me in my less sane moments. A lot. More on my tendency to rant later. Maybe. Probably.

Wanna know anything else? Just ask!

Ready Or Not . . .

So I've been thinking about starting this here blog, and was talking (not whining) to DH about it the other day. "I don't know what to call it! I don't have a cute name! What will I name the kids? blah blah blah"

He said (not growled), "Just do it." Profound, I know. So I just did it. And I'm not crazy about the name, and I don't know what to call the kids, but I'm here. I guess since the masses aren't rushing to read my blog just yet, I can make those decisions as I go.

So if you stumble across my humble blog, and you have any suggestions, please feel free to jump right in there!