Well, well, well.... look who it is... ME! Yup it's been awhile. Days, weeks, months, years! But I'm going to try and come back to blogging. I say that but you know how it is. Kids, dogs, husbands, houses, cleaning, jobs, bills, all that bullshit that goes on in life, I've got it. In fact as I typed that I screamed "NO, put it back!" at an almost 9 year old. Because you know, that's how moms do things. We multi-task. Or 'try not to scare the neighbors'.
I just did it again.
"You can not eat cream cheese for dinner kid."
Jesus! Can ya give mommy 15 fucking minutes?! And I'll be with you momentarily. I'll feed ya something real and I'll smother it with cream cheese.
"GET AWAY from mommy's bar!!!"
My god kid... I need that bar!!! I know you all understand this right?! Please tell me you understand this. The bar is not only pretty but it's where mommy keeps her sanity drinks. You know, the mommy juice. Don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. If you're reading this, you're reading this with a smile.
So anyways.... I've forgotten what the point of my post was to begin with. Oh well... I'll just continue to ramble on because I have a feeling it's a good way to break you into what my blog will normally be like any who. Random shit. That probably would have been a better name. "The blog of Random Shits." It kind of sums up my life as well.
In case you have never met me... and how could you have (besides the fact that I've had an awesomely awesome blog before, duh). So I'm married to my high school sweetheart for 16 years now, or also what I lovingly like to call the 'you annoy the fuck out of me' length of time. I work full time in the health care industry at a local hospital. I'm not exactly a people person but somehow I am able to fake it. People are what you could call.... challenging. Especially when you work in a people friendly job. It's hard trying NOT to be a bitch all day let me tell ya.
We have three beautiful children ages 14, 13 and 9.
14 is a bit accident prone lately and decided to cost me a damn fortune in medical bills and fall off his bike and end up with a compound fracture of his arm, having 2 surgeries, an ambulance ride, 3 days in the hospital, 4 internal/external pins, and many many casts/xrays and Dr appointments in our present and future. Thanks son!!! Nothing like spending the time I don't work in the hospital AT the hospital as a patient. Gotta love it.
13 has a bleeding disorder and is on a heavy birth control to fix it. Imagine the bitchiest 13 year old girl and then put her on a heavy dose of birth control. THAT is my life. My fucking god sometimes I just want to shoot myself. She's a great kid, so talented, but fuck she's mean at times. It's like ''aaaahhhh don't piss it off please!!''.
And 9. Awe, sweet ADD, dyslexic 9. Put that kid in a gymnasium and let him run out some energy for 24 hours straight and his head would still be spinning. He's a bit of a nut with the ADD but a great kid. Just high energy.
ALL of my kids are awesome. And I truly mean that. Fucking awesome. I mean they're mine. Do they drive me crazy? Uh, yes. What kids don't drive their parents nuts?
We live in the south. This is our 3rd state in 2 years. My husband works for a national company and we followed the work for awhile but I think we are finally in a spot that we love. It's crazy because I never thought I'd love redneck ville but I somehow fit right in. That's the scariest part. The southern accent has blended right in for me. I love the heat, the weather (well not the tornadoes) and the people are awesome. I mean, don't get me wrong you have your complete fucking dumb asses. I mean good god did they actually just ask if my tattoo was something I drew on? Well, yes they did. But then I've also met some of the best people here. Awesome peeps.
And soooooo, this is me. Take it or leave it. Read it or don't. I really don't give a fuck. If you do read it though I'd love to hear from ya. Drop me a line, I'll read back.
I'll post ya again tomorrow y'all. ;)