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Our Batty Family

NEVER A DULL MOMENT...

It is sooooo CrAzY how life can change so fast!

One day you wake up with house full of cute happy little babies, money, shopping, & no worries.

And the next day your children are big, your poor, and working 3 jobs and still worried!

I’m not complaining, just saying how weird it is!

I used to watch The Twilight Zone in amazement of the twisted, bizarre, possibilities of life through Alfred Hitchcock’s eyes, as I was mesmerized by his stories.

And now I’m living in one!

And whats up with the white lines under my post?

~See…WeIrD~

Stickers, Scraglers & Bears, Oh My!

Scraglers…This is what Chris and I call the little left over toys we step on in the middle of the night when checking to make sure the children are breathing, but forgetting why the heck we went in there after the bruised fallen arches on our feet force us to hop off violently whispering made up curse words…

They are also left over crap you find in the toy box, and dresser draws and the couches or any other lonely spot in or around the house that the girls have shoved away and hid because they didn’t know what the heck to do with it, but are finally busted after a torturous spring cleaning weekend.

You can also get these scraglers at a fast food joint, and some are pretty damn cute so throwing them away would just be a sin, after all if you’ve seen Toy Story, you know these guys have feelings too…

Well One day after my big girl Bella-Sky freaked out in the car on a ride home from the most awesome Beatles Lazar light Show, scaring away my best friend from ever hanging out with us again while the children are awake… After calming down and realizing beating her was against everything Chris and I believe in, and knowing, girls got hormones raging like mad inside her forcing the head to spin like Linda Blare in the Exorcist…I came up with a most brilliant punishment!The best thing for her to do would be, charity. This way she could think she was getting away with it, I’d know shes be cleaning house, and in the end she would feel really freakin’ good about herself.

I had her pack little  loot bags I had left over from many birthday parties with the scraglers, and some lonely stickers that had no home that often wind up stuck to my Butt for everyone to notice at the gym… She also looked for any stuffed animals that she didn’t have the heart to just get rid of.Basically any kind of kiddie trinket that was sad and needed some lovin’… and that we needed out of the house! She tied them up pretty, and we set out to the nearest woman’s home where they were passed out for new children that come into the home, sort of like a welcome package for the stars!! Although it was gently used toys, it would be something that they could have walking in with nothing that would now be something to make them smile, and help them still be, a child.

The other day sweeping up toys that were no use to us, but to nice to just throw away..it came to me! I realized I surely couldn’t be the only parent that had scraglers, and confusion and guilt of what to do with all of them! I also remembered playing a game with my really cool Disney Friends one day called BOC, Box O Crap, where we drew names and sent a BOC to each other, and man, my friends crap was my treasure!

So what am I asking of you? I would like you to fill a BOC of gently used or new little toys and stickers balloons, anything you think children would like, you can either fill a loot bag of your own, or the girls and I will do it for you! If you have any stuffed animals you love, but are ready to let go and share, we’ll find them happy owners to give them love, so neither one of them have to be lonely again! We’ll then take them to our Emergency shelters that children are placed in for the night from homelessness, or after having a parent taken to Jail. We’ll take them to Woman’s homes, and anywhere else I can find lil guys in need of some love.
It may not be money, or food, but its a way for these children to still be children and feel loved.
Thank you soooo much for your help! If you need an address where to send your scraglers or Bears please email me at Michelle@battyhead.com anything is so much more then nothing, together we can make a difference

All We Have Is Today

I know…it sounds so cliche’ but just zip it, and sit with it for a minute…

Wouldn’t the world be a better place if we could stop stressin’ about yesterday, worryin’ about tomorrow and Bitchin’ about today?…Yet, its not the easiest thing…is it?

A wise man once said…OK Wednesday night… he was looking at the paper one morning and happened upon the obituaries. He closed the paper and thought, Wow, most of those people probably thought they’d be here today…At that point I wandered…

I remember as a lil’ one I worried so much about my parents dying, I freaked out nightly thinking that one day my eye lids might never close again, and crying thinking life was over and I’d be stuck with the  bad Orphan Annie hair doo  and jacked up teeth for the rest of my life! I would pray and try to move on, but the obsession of worry just wouldn’t go away! Which led me to become a therapists dream come true for years…

Today as an adult who thinks shes a child..I realize all those sleepless nights didn’t keep my father around, which actually turned out to be a horribly  positive thing! My eyelids shut…as of today…I have better hair, decent teeth, feet, hands, all 5 senses, crazy awesome children, a husband, who with therapy, and a lil brain washing has turned out to be better then a Disney Prince! And…

I have a whole bunch of new worries now…yea, that’s what happens.

The good news for me is that God gave me the most wonderful gift I call denial, and for the most part I choose not to over think or stress, because in the end… the outcome is not really up to me, and honestly its best that way…

So, if I could have a wish for the person reading this, it would be for the next time you get upset over a bad choice that you made yesterday, as we all do sometimes, beat yourself up over some silly ridiculousness you said to someone today, as I do everyday, or bite your nails off till they bleed stressin’ about the job you want so bad  but don’t know if you’ll ever have a chance to land tomorrow…My wish is that you can find something your grateful for at this moment, hold onto it, enjoy it, appreciate, and milk it for everything its worth!  Pray and give your worries to the God of your understanding , over and over, and over again.because the sooner we let go, the better today can and will be

Because honestly, we don’t always know when our last day will be…

Being Mickey Mouse

It was a typical day in my 21 yr-old life… wake up late jump a few curbs to to make it to my wonderful job playing games with extremely honest musical old folks, taking trips to Piccadilly or the grocery store, then onto my party.. the Alzheimer Wing!
Oh…what did you think I was talking about Disney already??
Anyway I was the activities assistant at the retirement home, and I Loved it! Never a dull moment, senior citizen X rated flirting, oh yea there is plenty of  lovin’ to be had in the retirement home…We’d play same games,share some stories and lots O laughs , then for Break time I’d meet my 96 Yr Old War Vet Buddy.
We’d talk about the itch on the leg he no longer had, watch the O.J Trial, and chain smoke.
Ahhh It was the life!
2 days a week I got to assist in showers…
Well this day I was assigned a new room…Mr. John’s room…my 1st man, and he thought I was…a gift.
After running and yelling down the halls like a freak to one of my favorite residents room for safety… out of breath ready for her to smile and make everything perfect…I found her lying down dressed up holding her lil’ purse, looking as beautiful as always but this time she was…not breathing.
It was then I realized…I need a new job.

8am on my off day unmotivated and depressed but scared of my mother yelling at me if I missed it, I went to an audition to become a Walt Disney World Character….4 hours later…after learning confusing but crazy fun choreography,and going on slightly embarrassing puppeteerin’,and Central park quality pantomiming auditions..I got the job!

My 1st day of training there was emergency!! No Winnie The Pooh for his float!!!
Next thing you know I was getting this gargantuan round yellow hemisphere put on my head.
It was 1 billion degrees outside with machete thick humidity suffocating me, and this furry fat suit with a cute little red sweater that read Pooh was pulling me down. I couldn’t see anything but hints of lights through the thick mesh eye holes, and I didn’t know What in world was going to happen!
They threw me up on a float I yelled…”What Do I Do???!! and I could almost hear a tiny little voice yell over the Mickey Mouse theme song blasting throughout the park…”Act Like Pooh!!!”

I stood on that float frozen and scared crappless that I was going to fall, just clinched onto this giant red pole for dear life,it would be my life saver,and my BF for the ride…
All of a sudden I heard screams, and cry’s, not of fear, but of Joy!!
Yelling this Bear that I am stuffed insides name!!
Then I start getting the hints of children and grandparents, blind woman and their dogs!
My frozen body rushed into 1 solid goose bump!
It was at that moment I knew…This is my Birthday wish come true.
To be famous and to make the world happy… and, I was just where I wanted to be.:)

So whats it like to be Mickey Mouse?
Behind the scene most importantly…is crazy amounts of really freakin awesome people that work so hard everyday to make You believe.
Not because we are told to do so, but because it means soooo much to us.
This is our gift ~ to give people from all over the Globe daily… a lil’ escape from reality.
And in return all of us get to keep a sprinkle of pixie dust and our our inner child forever : )

Yes It’s hot, extremely awkward, and hard to walk ,dance, and see..
but, as the iconic legend Freddy Mercury once sang…The show must go on!
Plus I am almost convinced that one of the most wonderful men in all of history,
Walt Disney himself, made a deal with God that the minute we strapped on our heads
we felt nothing but magic

As far as the childrens letters, gifts, and sweetest heart felt crayon pictures, where do they go?
They stay with Mickey forever.

Being a Walt Disney World character, will NOT make you rich with money, but after late night rehearsals, sleeping back stage in the park, then waking up hearing happy music softly playing form the heavens, not a person in site, smells of Nestles chocolate filling your nasal cavity, and the unrealistic feeling of You…there knowing that without you, it wouldn’t be 1/2 as magical, always gave me this rush of happy with such gratitude,being a huge a part of this perfect world even if only while in the park…
made me a millionaire everyday.
So to answer the question What is it like being Mickey Mouse?
Its the BEST!

Oh next time you pose with a character and the photographer says SMILE, don’t feel embarrassed by the person in the “costume” because…yes, we are in there smiling too…