Only in Alabama

Only in the great state of Alabama can you go to the beach, plant your butt down on the sand, dig your toes in, and enjoy looking at the oil rigs. Yes from the beach you can see freaking oil rigs. I have never seen such shit in my life. Makes me want to jump on the next thing rolling back to Florida where we keep our oil rigs out of view from the beach and our water is clearer, atleast on the gulf side.

Friends

Sometimes in our lives things happen to us that are unthinkable. How we deal with these things and the people who help us deal with them are very important. I had such a situation come up and it really shows you who your real friends are. My friends are the people who held me up when I was falling down, who don't judge me, who stick up for me, who worry for me. I am not close to family so my friends here basically are my family. I am proud to say that my friends are good ones. I am lucky to have such people in my life.

There are two kinds of people on this earth

There are dog lovers and dog haters. Dog lovers over look things like fur on everything, scratched paint on the back door, chewed furniture, dog crap in the backyard, drool, barking, snorting, snoring, and a dog in your bed every night. Then we have the dog haters, they despise all of the above. I am a dog lover. Guess what my husband is?

A little overwhelmed

I have been feeling a little overwhelmed with parenting lately. The mysterious 12 year old boy has pretty much beaten me down. I have no clue what to do with this child. He doesn't listen, like literally does not listen, he does not hear a thing I say. He defies me. He is lazy. I could go on for days. I just no longer trust him any further than I can throw him and guess what? He is taller than me and over a hundred pounds, I ain't throwing him no where! Then we have the daughter. Oh yes the innocent 11 year old. Wait did I say innocent? Well not for long. She asked me the other night when did I get my first kiss, and then proceeded to go into a rampage about how everyone has a boyfriend but her and she hasn't had her first kiss and she wants to know what it feels like. Do what? Has she lost her mind? I swear no one tells you this kind of stuff will happen when you leave the hospital with that sweet little baby. I am about ready to jump ship and let Mark deal with this mess. A dear friend once said to me as soon as my child is 11 I am leaving for Costa Rica. I don't want nothing to do with kids that age. Why didn't I listen to her? Her son is now 13 and she is still around, but I bet if I called her up and said I got plane tickets she would beat me to the airport. The bright side to this whole thing is that Ryan is only 5. I still have a few years to go before I get to do this all over again. I am leaving for the beach for a week so I wont be posting this week, not that I ever manage to keep it up anyway. I will be too busy trying to keep Taylor's lips to her self and Ryan from drowning. That child has never seen a body of water he would not jump into rather he can swim or not.

I love my house

Today I am loving my home. Usually I wish for a different one. I want more yard, bigger this, better that. But today I just love my home. The flowers are growing outside and look beautiful. It smells like the chicken I have in the crock pot, which later will be turned into chicken noodle soup and chicken salad on croissants. Its fairly clean. Clean enough that I don't feel bad getting on the computer rather than picking up. Maybe its the stress relief of school being over. My happiness abounds on that issue. Maybe I am just grateful that I have a nice home in a nice place and most people don't. Its so easy to take things for granted. Its so easy to always want more. But today I am just happy with what I have. I also haven't updated about the Beast and I parting ways. Yes the Beast is no longer with us. I am now driving a Honda van, one that I have to admit I didn't want. I just wanted my Beast. But now I love it. Its really a nice vehicle. The other day I was driving down the road and my cd player is a 6 disc so it flipped to the next disc and it was Sublime, now this is not news but a song came on and I got to listening to it. Now mind you I have heard this cd a million times and I was like what is that noise. It was the water bubbling in the bong, I have never heard that before, that's how much my new vans stereo kicks ass. I now hearing bong bubbles! Anyhoo the moral of this post is I am happy with what I got and I am loving life, and I hope everyone else is too!

May 13, 1997

Eleven years ago today I gave birth for the first time. I was scared, confused, lost, and in a lot of pain. Today my little girl became such a big girl. We didn't have a party for the first time. She got her hair highlighted and went shopping. We had lunch with her best friend and her mom, and her restaurant of choice was Olive Garden. We had cheesecake for her birthday cake. It's amazing to me to watch this child grow up on her journey of becoming a woman. Today I felt like she took a big step closer. I know that she is constantly growing and changing but it seemed like today of all days she really grew up. Long gone are the days when she wants toys. As I think about the past and the future, I realize I am still scared and confused and lost. I am scared that I am doing things wrong, I am confused by the things that children do, and I am lost in this new tween world of hers. There is also the pain of child rearing, its not much better than the pain of childbirth. Your child has the ability to rip your heart out with a sentence or a act just as easily as they ripped through you to enter this world. But today I am just celebrating my child, trying not to worry and just enjoy her while I have her, as she is fast approaching her womanhood.

Party like a Rockstar!

So last night was my big moms night out. The first since my birthday. I had so many plans. Those plans involve drinks, bars, dancing and high heels. So first of all my foot is still bothering me from the pulled tendon, so I was wearing flats. Then some friends could not make it and started just getting tired and out of the mood. So I ended up having dinner out with the Queen, having a major hot flash and not wanting to finish my margarita. Yes I am aware that I am 30 but I have been having them for a couple of years now due to my pmdd. So we came back home and sat and talked about having babies. Rockstars we are! Really we get away from the kids and talk about the kids. Then she goes home and call my friend who had my kids and get my boys back. That's right my big night out and I am home with my kids who were gone for the night and in bed by 10:30. Jealous aren't ya'll? Maybe next time I will tie one on, last night was just not the night for me.