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It’s Mardi Gras, Mutha Fuckas!!

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Welcome to the jungle, baby! ScarletMom is back from Mardi Gras and let me tell you, I was born to do Mardi Gras in New Orleans. We stormed Bourbon Street and it will never be the same. Holy shit! From getting body paint (the picture is the body painter, not me) to getting so many beads I couldn’t carry them all to shocking everyone around me, Mardi Gras is my soulmate when it comes to parties.

I tried to get a picture flashing in front of the Jesus people but they kept jumping in front of me. Sinners the bunch of them! I don’t care where I go when I die; just make sure I’m on the A-list for the parties.

As many of you know I love to do things solely for their jaw-dropping power and “wow” factor. This was accomplished at Mardi Gras. The best part of our trip was when a couple approached us and asked Drew for a string of his beads (bartering at its best). She offered to let us both fondle her boobs. We made the deal and she lifted her shirt. After the fondling she hugged me good-bye and gave me a kiss…and what a kiss! The “WOW” uttered from Drew and the seven and half minute recovery time needed by Mr. Shocker to regain his composure was epic. I apologize for not having a photo or video of the event. :)

We ended the night where else, but a strip club. Mr. Shocker folded length-wise about forty $1 bills and laid them all along the stage for all five of us to use for lap dances. Another epic event. I love strip clubs and they love me. It was an absolute blast. (Mr. & Mrs. Shocker got their name because I explained to them what “the Shocker” is. If you don’t know, Google it.)

I haven’t known Drew for very long and this was the first time I met his friends. I have to say all of them (Drew included) are among the finest people I have met and some seriously fun people, too. I would party with these guys any day of the week. You guys rock!!

Next year in Mardi Gras!!

Still Rockin’ It
Scarlet Mom

PS The very top picture is me in the very cool Mardi Gras mask that was a gift from Drew. How awesome is that?

Saying “I Love You” Isn’t Just for Valetine’s Day

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Today, my Facebook page is flooded with posts about flowers, chocolates, and special dinners. But my absolute favorite post was this one:

This morning I said to Brenda, “Happy Valentines Day, wife.”. She replied, “You make every day Valentines day…” and kissed me. I am going to redouble my efforts in that regard, every day. She deserves it…

I agree with my friend, Marty. Every day should be Valentine’s Day. Just like every day should be Mother’s Day and Father’s Day and your kid’s day…you get my drift.

I think it’s a wonderful sentiment to buy flowers and chocolates and have a special date night on these occasions. But don’t wait. Make everyday special. Every morning when you wake up, take the time to tell your special lady how gorgeous she looks. Stroke her hair and give her a kiss before the kids come bouncing in. Ladies, when your man is still sleeping, edge up next to him and spoon with him. Shower him with kisses. If you can do this naked, even better! Show that special someone that you care every single day. Once a year is surely not enough.

Happy Valentine’s Day to all you lovers out there. Make this the start of a brand new year of showing your love every single day!

Still Rockin’ It
Scarlet Mom

Moms Truly Know The Definition of Exhaustion

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I’m tired. Really, truly tired and exhausted. I love my little guy “infinity plus one” (as he puts it) but sometimes the pressure is just too much and feel I just can’t go one more day.

Most parents would agree that their little one is beyond perfect. Mine is, too. But the reality is my sweet boy is ADHD and the past week has been littered with him trying to talk back, trying to negotiate for more TV time, more computer time, not doing his school work and, most recently, and full-out temper tantrum and melt down. He has been doing so perfectly well I should have known that we were due. All of this stress brings on my migraines and one exhausted mama. It’s a vicious circle.

But then I remember to breathe. I remember that we, as a society, cling too tightly to the word “normal” and what our inner circle deems appropriate. I try to remember what my studies of The Buddha have taught me about attachment and clinging; how we all tend to cling to what humanity dictates normal behaviors, punishments, and societal norms.

I breathe and remember that I’m doing the best I can.

I breathe and remember that my son is doing the best he can.

And so, instead of wondering what everyone else would do in this situation I followed my heart. My son and I sat down and talked about what was going on. He did lose some privileges for a day but most of all, this exercise taught him to verbalize what is going on his young little head and heart. By doing this exercise repeatedly, I believe it will help him to avoid these melt-downs in the future. Anger tends to come from any unresolved emotion, be it sadness, hurt, loneliness, etc. Helping him verbalize his feelings helps us both come up with some good future solutions.

Am I still tired? OMG, yes. But I feel so much more at peace and I’m actually sleeping…we both are. Motherhood is tough but it is so rewarding. Especially when he says things to me like this:

“Mommy, has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?”
“Do you like my devilishly handsome good looks?”
“Do I look awesome?”
“Oh, my mommy is the best mommy in the whole wide world….” (singing)
“Mommy, I found inner peace because of you teaching me meditation.”

To all of you moms out there, keep on rockin’ motherhood. Life wouldn’t be what it is without you. But don’t forget to love yourself, hug yourself, and take a break once in a while and take a little nap.

Still Rockin’ It
Scarlet Mom

Are You Sure You Want To Drink That Coke?

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Most of you know how I feel about sodas and what they do to your body. If I haven’t convinced you yet, Eat This Not That published another enlightening article about sodas. This time they are focusing on the disturbing side effects on sodas. If you think you’re safe because you drink diet sodas, think again! Soda is nothing but sugar water that turns to fat once inside your body. If you can’t figure out why your waist-line is constantly expanding you may want to look at your soda consumption. Just one per day can make you fat! Not to mention what they do to our environment. Just the fact that they accelerate aging made me stop drinking them long ago.

Here’s what they had to say:

Weird Fat in Weird Places

In the latest bad news for the soda industry, Danish researchers discovered that drinking non-diet soda leads to dramatic increases in fat buildup around your liver and your skeletal muscles, both of which can contribute to insulin resistance and diabetes. The study revealed that people who drank a regular soda every day for six months saw a 132 to 142 percent increase in liver fat, a 117 to 221 percent jump in skeletal fat, and about a 30 percent increase in both triglyceride blood fats and other organ fat. Their consumption also led to an 11 percent increase in cholesterol, compared with the people who drank other beverages such as water or milk.

Diet-Soda Belly

It’s not surprising that drinking all the sugar in sodas would cause weight gain, but what is surprising is that even diet soda will pack on the pounds: Researchers from the University of Texas Health Science Center monitored 475 adults for 10 years, and found that those who drank diet soda had a 70 percent increase in waist circumference over the 10-year study, compared with those who didn’t drink any soda. Those who drank more than two diet sodas per day saw a 500 percent waist expansion! A separate study the same researchers conducted on mice suggested that it was the aspartame, which raised blood glucose levels, that caused the weight gain; when your liver encounters too much glucose, the excess is converted to body fat.

Caramel Cancer-Causers

In 2011, the nonprofit Center for Science in the Public Interest petitioned the Food and Drug Administration to ban the artificial caramel coloring used to make Coke, Pepsi, and other colas brown. The reason: Two contaminants in the coloring, 2-methylimidazole and 4-methylimidazole, have been found to cause cancer in animals, a threat the group says is unnecessary, considering that the coloring is purely cosmetic. According to California’s strict Proposition 65 list of chemicals known to cause cancer, just 16 micrograms per person per day of 4-methylimidazole is enough to pose a cancer threat, and most popular brown colas, both diet and regular, contain 200 micrograms per 20-ounce bottle.

Accelerated Aging

Diet or regular, all colas contain phosphates, or phosphoric acid, a weak acid that gives colas their tangy flavor and improves their shelf life. Although it exists in many whole foods, such as meat, dairy, and nuts, too much phosphoric acid can lead to heart and kidney problems, muscle loss, and osteoporosis, and one study suggests it could trigger accelerated aging. The study, published in a 2010 issue of the FASEB Journal, found that the excessive phosphate levels found in sodas caused lab rats to die a full five weeks earlier than the rats whose diets had more normal phosphate levels—a disturbing trend considering that soda manufacturers have been increasing the levels of phosphoric acid in their products over the past few decades.

Water Pollution

The artificial sweeteners used in diet sodas don’t break down in our bodies, nor do wastewater treatment plants catch them before they enter waterways, researchers have found. In 2009, Swiss scientists tested water samples from wastewater treatment plants, rivers and lakes in Switzerland and detected levels of acesulfame K, sucralose, and saccharin, all of which are, or have been, used in diet sodas. A recent test of 19 municipal water supplies in the U.S. revealed the presence of sucralose in every one. It’s not clear yet what these low levels are doing to people, but past research has found that sucralose in rivers and lakes interferes with some organisms’ feeding habits.

Mountain Dew Mind

Dentists have a name for the condition they see in a lot of kids who drink too much Mountain Dew. They wind up with a “Mountain Dew Mouth,” full of cavities caused by the drink’s excessive sugar levels. “Mountain Dew Mind” may be the next condition that gets named after the stuff. An ingredient called brominated vegetable oil, added to prevent the flavoring from separating from the drink, is an industrial chemical used as a flame retardant in plastics. Also found in other citrus-based soft drinks and sports drinks, the chemical has been known to cause memory loss and nerve disorders if consumed in large quantities. Researchers also suspect that, like brominated flame retardants used in furniture foam, the chemical builds up in body fat, possibly causing behavioral problems, infertility, and lesions on heart muscles over time.

Toxic Cans

It’s not just the soda that’s causing all the problems. Nearly all aluminum soda cans are lined with an epoxy resin called bisphenol-A (BPA), used to keep the acids in soda from reacting with the metal. BPA is known to interfere with hormones, and has been linked to everything from infertility to obesity to some forms of reproductive cancers. The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention have pegged soda cans, along with restaurant, school and fast-food meals, as a major source of exposure to the chemical. And while Pepsi and Coke are currently locked in a battle to see which company can be the first to develop a 100-percent plant-based plastic bottle—which they’re touting as “BPA free”—neither company is willing to switch to BPA-free aluminum cans.

Dead Birds

Before you switch from cans to bottles, though, take a look at the photographs of Chris Jordan, an environmentalist and photographer who visited the Midway Atoll area in 2009. It’s close to the “Great Pacific Garbage Patch,” a mass of plastic debris in the Pacific Ocean where things like soda caps (which often aren’t recycled) and plastic fish netting float just beneath the surface of the water. Birds, sea turtles and other wildlife mistake the debris for food and eat large quantities of the plastic, which they are unable to digest. Ultimately, the plastic causes them to starve to death. It’s estimated that thousands of animals die this way every year.

Unknown Side Effects of GMOs

Take a look at the ingredients list of any soda, and chances are, most of them are derived from corn. 88 percent of the corn grown in the U.S. is genetically modified to resist toxic pesticides or engineered to create pesticides within the plant itself. Thanks to lax government safety regulations, and tight corporate control over who gets to test these proprietary seeds, there are no human studies that can prove or disprove whether these crops are safe. Independent scientists have found that, in animals, genetically modified crops, or GMOs, are linked to digestive tract damage, accelerated aging, and even infertility. By drinking soda, you’re taking part in the biggest science experiment on the planet.

What changes are you willing to make in your diet?

Still Rockin’ It
Scarlet Mom

PS I’m so happy to be blogging again! Now that I have finished my book I have time again. Look for updates on when it will be published, probably in about 3-4 months.

Scarlet Mom Engaged?

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No, I’m not engaged. And I’m sure the guy I’m seeing right now read that and thought, “Bunny-boiler!” One thing I can assure you is that if and when I do get engaged, my engagement pictures will not look like any of these:

Awkward Engagement Photos

Have a great weekend!

Still Rockin’ It
Scarlet Mom

Do You Believe In True Love?

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Let me tell you a story…

Our story actually began in 1978 when we attended the same junior college in Batavia NY, just outside of Buffalo.

We dated there casually for about 18 months before she went off to one university and I went off to another. Time and tide conspired and we completely lost track of each other.

Twenty two years had gone by. I had been married and divorced twice by the fall of 2001. I had two small children by my second marriage and shared custody. I was trying to figure out how to be a good father as a single parent. In the two years since my split I had a couple attempts at relationships that didn’t work out. I had come to believe that I would never fall in love again. I actually believed that I was biologically incapable of feeling love any more.

Out of the blue I received an email. Brenda had received one of those Classmates.com emails and saw my name listed in there. On a whim she did a Google search on my name and discovered, to her surprise, my personal blog. She was even more amazed when she read an entry about a concert I had recently attended near where she lived. We had both grown up in western NY State and without knowing we had lived 30 miles apart from each other, in Northern Virginia, for the last 13 years. Our foot prints must have crossed thousands of times.

Brenda had recently split up with her husband. I was also free. We decided to have lunch one Saturday. The lunch extended to talking all afternoon, to dinner and a movie, and much more conversation.

Soon after I started dating Brenda I discovered I was capable of falling in love. That Valentine’s Day I had 22 long stem roses delivered to her at work. One for every Valentine’s Day I had missed in between. All those years we were apart and never realized we were meant to be together.

Later that same year, Brenda and I had been dating about 11 months. We were 42 years old. She never had any children so she quickly fell in love with mine. And they loved her.

That September Brenda was really enjoying planning my son’s 5th birthday party. It was a dinosaur theme. Decorations and cake and party games for the kids. Big fun.

The night before the party her father had a heart attack and was scheduled for emergency surgery. She climbed in the car immediately and drove the 8 hours to see him before he might die. It was awful for her.

She missed the party that she was so looking forward to. Her father came through the surgery and was on the mend from a quadruple bypass. She ended up staying for a week.

The night of the party my thoughts were with her. We talked on the phone, her dad was fine, she was glad she went but at the same time she regretting missing my son’s Birthday. So I wrote her a letter, long hand, telling her all about it in detail. It was a love letter really. The next day when her father had stabilized we talked more on the phone. The kids missed her as much as I did so I wrote her another letter, simply telling her about my day and how much I loved her.

I really enjoyed writing them.

I was going to give them to her when she returned but I was enjoying it so much I went and bought a blank book. I continued to write them. Every night she was away I wrote her another love letter. Simple, heartfelt and true. Night after night that she was not in my arms, I wrote to her telling her how much I missed her. I wrote to her how much she meant to me.

For an entire year.

We were only able to see each other on weekends then. The book filled rapidly. It ended up detailing an eventful year. The Iraq war began, the DC sniper killed someone 300 yards from my front door. It even contained my feelings when she had a health scare, spending three days in the hospital after scary surgery, even my fear poured on to those pages.

I fell deeper in love with her. It was a map of that journey.

I gave her this book on her birthday. She was incredulous. She cried. It was then I earned my title as the most romantic man ever.

I never stopped.

I presented volume 2, as a gift, on our wedding day two years later. Volume 3 is a work in progress. It is filling slower because we are rarely apart. I make sure to tell her how I feel when she is in my arms every night. I don’t keep the book a secret any longer. She eagerly digs the book out of my luggage after a business trip to find the new pages.

It’s a reminder for me of what’s important. It reminds me how I felt when I was falling in Love with her.

I opened to a random page today and read, “I Love you more today than yesterday. I can’t wait for tomorrow.” I still sign letters and notes and emails, “MTTY.”

It still makes her cry sometimes.

It is my goal to keep my title for life…

My friend Marty emailed this story to me. This story is about him and his wife, Brenda. I found it to be one of the most beautiful love stories anyone has ever shared with me. And I was so touched that he would share it with me. Thank you, Marty & Brenda, for letting me share it with everyone else. I believe that everyone should know that true love, and true romance, really do exist. You both are an inspiration to us all.

Scarlet Mom