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In which i became All Fooked Up — repost

I’m on vacation and I decided to repost a few things for my newbies so if you’ve already read this, then tough.  OK?  Of course it’s ok, this is MY blog.  Here’s the story of how I became All Fooked Up.


Way back in the day before Mel Gibson became a raving, anti-Semitic, woman beating, crazy lunatic, he was a movie star.  This was because he used to make movies. Good movies.  One of my family’s favorite movies was “Braveheart” and we watched it all the time.  I haven’t discussed it yet but my family always had “movie night” on Sunday nights.  We would all sit down, someone would pick out a movie and we’d cuddle buddle (that’s what we called it:  cuddle buddle).  At any rate, we watched Braveheart quite a bit.  In one of the pivotal scenes in Braveheart, William Wallace’s two sidekicks were having a conversation before a crucial battle.  One of these sidekicks was obviously supposed to be Scottish but the other sidekick was Irish.  As they were discussing the upcoming battle, the Irish guy says to the Scottish guy, “the good lord says that I’m going to be OK but I’m pretty sure you’re fooked!”  Yep, he said fooked.  I’m sure that in Ireland that’s fucked but to us Americans with his accent he said, “you’re fooked!”

Of course, me being me, I picked up on that and started using it all the time.  “That’s not going to work Kevin, I’m pretty sure you’re fooked!” or “you really fooked that up, didn’t you?”  You get the picture, right?  In the meantime, I think I’ve mentioned that I’ve been in therapy for a billion years, actually about 28 but at the time it was certainly over 20.  In 20 some odd years of therapy, I have learned a lot and I don’t mind offering opinions.  If you’re a follower of this blog, I’m sure you realize that.

So, back to the story.  When the girls were in high school, we always had a slew of kids over here.  The reasons were probably two-fold: first, we lived VERY close to their school so it was accessible and convenient to come over here.  Second, we had a bonus room upstairs that had an Xbox, Wii, Air Hockey table, Pool table not to mention a swimming pool in our back yard.  So yeah, it was a great place for kids to hang out.  When you have a lot of kids hanging out at your house, other than the fact that they eat you out of house and home, you get to know a lot of kids.  Imagine constantly having a bunch of 15-17 year olds in your house and you’re a very open minded, easy to talk to person. You’d get more than an earful of teen age angst, now wouldn’t you?  Well, I did and one day I said to Keely, “man Keely, your friends are all fooked up!”  Then I said to her, “you know what?  I’ve been in therapy a million years and I should start giving back.  I’m going to start a business called ‘All Fooked Up’ to help your friends.  They need someone to talk to!”

So, as a joke I designed a business card and told everyone, “All Fooked Up is open for business!”  Now, before you panic, if these kids told me something SERIOUSLY wrong that concerned me (as compared the normal petty woes of he/she doesn’t like me or I’m mad at this person type of crap), I did notify the parents so don’t think I was stepping in where I didn’t belong.  I mean, wouldn’t you want your kids to talk to someone, even if it couldn’t be you?  At any rate, I had my cards for All Fooked Up and I was open for business…kind of…sort of…in a very funny and non-business way.

So, in 2008 when I decided for the second time that I would write a book, of course I chose the name All Fooked Up as the name for my blogspot blog.  I blogged for three days and then, I couldn’t think of what to say, so I stopped.

Summer 2009-summer 2010 was a lousy year in this house; if you don’t know why go back and read “In which keely has a medical problem.”  Needless to say, it was stressful and filled with angst and emotion.  It took boatloads of my time and emotional energy.  When the air cleared, I realized that I felt empty and needed to find something to occupy my time.  After all, in two years Daniel would also be gone and I would need some sort of purpose.  I decided to, once again, write my book.  I even had the name picked out “Good Enough: the Chronicles of an Underachiever.”  The first thing I did was make a huge master list of all the stories and events I wanted to include.  The second thing I did was ask my girls to write the book for me.  Andie is pre-med at Duke University and spent the summer doing research and taking courses so she was too busy to help.  Keely said that “I was a lousy writer and needed some help,” but then refused to help me.  Andie then suggested that I start “writing out the stories” and then maybe somebody could help with the transitions.

This seemed reasonable but I still wasn’t sure what to do.  My cousin Robin suggested that maybe I start a blog.  I had a blog!  I’d almost forgotten.  So, I went over to All Fooked Up, and with the help and encouragement of a good friend of mine who I shall refer to as “my editor,” I got started.  I’ve been writing All Fooked Up for 4 months now.  It’s the longest time period I have done ANYTHING in my adult life.  My kids told me that I was a quitter and I’d never stick it out.  Of course this pissed me off so I made a promise to myself that I would, come hell or high water, write for 6 months.

Lo and behold, I’ve discovered that I love this.  And although my kids think I’m a horrible writer, I’ve actually gotten positive feedback.  So, here we are.  I’m All Fooked Up, you’re All Fooked Up, I’m pretty sure everyone is All Fooked Up.  So, that’s how I got my name! Was it what you expected?

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  1. By Word of Mouth Musings
    March 14, 2012

    and there is a book out there now called
    Good Enough is the new perfect – you were so ahead of the game!
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  2. Name *
    March 14, 2012

    My mom was always my friends’ sounding board. I’m pretty sure I never will be. I’m too tense as a parent. Also too bossy. Rather, I’m going to have to hope my kids find good friends’ parents as sounding boards, because kids NEED that. It takes a village, you know :)

  3. Melanie
    March 14, 2012

    I have to admit you have one of my favorite blog names, and there are a lot of good ones out there!

  4. Pamela D Hart
    March 14, 2012

    “I’m All Fooked Up, you’re All Fooked Up, I’m pretty sure everyone is All Fooked Up.”

    I’m pretty sure you are RIGHT.
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  5. Amberr Meadows
    March 14, 2012

    Yep, we’re all fooked up in our own ways. That’s what makes life lively ;-)

  6. Bianca
    March 20, 2012

    We’re all Fooked Up..Thanks for sharing this site.
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