Some Form Of Intervention May Be Necessary
March 2nd, 2007 by FiddledeedeeYou know the situation has reached the critical stage when you dig through the kitchen trash to fetch out the canister of leftover frosting from your son’s birthday cupcakes. And then you sit on the kitchen floor with a spoon and eat the food coloring tinted blue contents. Mixed with salty tears.
Oh yes, my friends. It’s the hormones again.
And you think that no one will notice.
Until your child asks why your teeth are blue.
**Updated: (Later that same evening)
Fiddledaddy: “Why don’t you get up from that computer and make us some pudding?”
Me: “No way. I’ve been eating blue icing all day. I feel sick.”
Fiddledaddy: “Well, just throw it away!”
Me: “I tried that.”
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March 2nd, 2007 at 11:05 am
OH my… I think I can definitely relate, although it probably wouldn’t be blue frosting, but more likely the pizza one of the kids threw away without finishing. {{Hugs}}
March 2nd, 2007 at 11:29 am
Awwww sweetie! I can’t help smiling though. I’m sorry, but my favorite color is blue and it always makes me happy when I see it. Even when it’s stained teeth!
I’m not helping matter much, am I? How about a say a prayer for you and hope you’ll feel better soon.
Love, Amy
March 2nd, 2007 at 11:42 am
Oh poor, poor girl. Go put on your ’sad song’ and have a good cry. It’ll make you feel better, getting it all out. My song is ..well pretty much anything these days, but in particular ‘We’ve been waiting for you’ ~ Carolyn Arends….(Oh you’ll bawl.) or .. ‘Why’ ~ Nichole Nordeman.
Hmmm, think I might have to put the kids in bed and grab the kleenex box, might help loosen this sinus infection, what with all the blowing…
March 2nd, 2007 at 11:46 am
I emailed you, and now I saw this. You better check in.
March 2nd, 2007 at 11:50 am
Well scoot over girlfriend. Got another spoon? I’ll join you. We’ll tell the kiddos it’s a new beauty regime. Yeah..that’ll work. Or our therapist said when our teeth turn blue that means our sanity is completely gone “and therefore you best run for your life as there’s no telling what may happen next.” And then we run for the toothpaste and froth blue from the mouth.
It might work.
March 2nd, 2007 at 11:51 am
Or here, catch. I happen to have some extra Baby Ruth Candy bars.
March 2nd, 2007 at 1:03 pm
Oh no! Poor girl. If it helps, that is all perfectly acceptable behavior in my book.
March 2nd, 2007 at 1:05 pm
Bummer. I hope things improve. Cry as much as you like. I do.
March 2nd, 2007 at 1:10 pm
Praying that things get all settled down and workin right again.
Then you can remember to eat the icing BEFORE throwing it away–and really enjoy it because who likes salt in their blue icing.
March 2nd, 2007 at 1:41 pm
It’s amazing what a little sugar rush will do for you. Followed by a couple of Motrin with a coffee drink chaser!
I’m feeling much better, thank you all!
March 2nd, 2007 at 1:49 pm
I’m glad you’re feeling better now, but I was going to tell you that if I was there, I would’ve had you scoot over so I could sit down and share the blue icing with you.
Hormones…
March 2nd, 2007 at 2:35 pm
For you it was the blue icing, for me it was half a box of prepared mac and cheese eaten with the huge wooden spoon i mixed it with. I had forgotten how wide my mouth would open in times of desperate eating. Here’s too a better rest of the day!!
March 2nd, 2007 at 3:41 pm
That does sound sad
Sorry you’rehaving a hard time of it, praying for a better day tomorrow for you.
Just read your comment…glad the sugar worked!
March 2nd, 2007 at 4:18 pm
Just checkin’ in to see if you updated to let us know you are feeling better~and you are! Yay!
Hope you have a great weekend DeeDee!
March 2nd, 2007 at 4:21 pm
I can’t believe that you threw the frosting away in the first place! :o). I always saved it and then spread it between graham crackers when no one was around!
March 2nd, 2007 at 6:08 pm
Leftover? Leftover frosting? What on earth does that mean?
March 2nd, 2007 at 7:43 pm
Jules,
The only reason that there was leftover frosting, was because I ate so much of the raw cake mix the day before. Clearly I need help.
March 2nd, 2007 at 8:46 pm
I’m a little concerned at the amount of trash digging that occurs in your house.
Desperate times, desperate measures, huh?
And I’m with ya on the raw cake mix. YUMM…….I’m suddenly feeling an urge to rummage through my cabinets……
March 3rd, 2007 at 3:31 pm
You are too funny–I wish I had a mind like yours–your family must be laughing all the time–when they’re not digging in the trash, that is! Hope you feel better soon!
March 26th, 2007 at 7:40 am
oh fiddledeedee — we sound like kindred spirits…
i can sooo relate!
blessings,
Karla
March 26th, 2007 at 11:40 am
Funny!
I’m with you, especially if the frosting is chocolate!
March 26th, 2007 at 1:00 pm
i’m so glad I clecked over here from Shannon thanks for the laugh!!
March 26th, 2007 at 1:23 pm
We had a birthday at my house last night. Boo hoo, no leftover chocolate. But, I do have some dark chocolates hidden from the kids in a giant mug on the kitchen counter! Luckily they don’t bother with it since I’ve had it there for the 4 weeks since I gave birth! It’s just about empty, maybe I’ll have to hit the frosting aisle at the grocery store tomorrow.