Friday, December 30, 2005
Say Cheese Ya'll
Above is my dad and my sister Jennifer along with her daughter "Allie the Alligator". Top Right is me and my dad and my sis. 
Top is Little Man sleeping it off in the truck on the way home from a random day out on the town. Top right is my sis and her baby girl again and the bottom right is me and my sis in front of my new house.
Monday, December 26, 2005
Christmas 2005
Sunday, December 18, 2005
The Sacred Female Spirit
I think women are the greatest. I am married and I love my husband. He and I are very close. But, women can communicate with each other like no one else. My god we can be bitchy and catty, but when we are in harmony there is no stopping us. I love my girlfriends like I love no one else. It is a spiritual thing.
The power of the feminine spirit is incredible. Who else but women, could heal the suffering of the world. We are the mother's of our earth. We give birth, we raise babies and mold them into incredible men and even more incredible women, we stand behind, beside and in front of our partners to propel them to the be the best human being they can be. We encourage and prod and push and love like nothing on this earth. We are strong and powerful and loving and vulnerable, trusting and loyal, intelligent and beautiful creatures.
Rejoice ladies!
Revel in the fact that you are a woman and you are immeasurably powerful.
Reunions
My best friend from high school called me on Friday. She and I play phone tag quite a bit. She blames it on never getting her messages from her Sprint phone but, I think it's just excuses.
Okay, I believe her. Just barely.
So we started talking about the rest of the group that we used to hang out with in high school and how it's a little difficult to keep up with each other.
In those four years of teenage hell, we all promised to keep in touch no matter what. I know that this is a naive promise and that everyone makes it and thinks that they will be the first to keep it. Okay, I get that. We didn't do it. Surprise, Surprise!
So I started thinking about getting a group together on some web page that would allow us all to keep in touch and catch up with each other. There were a few of us and we were all really close and there for each other during those overly dramatic years.
I grew up in a small town and everyone knew everyone when I came on the scene in Kindergarten. Somehow even comming on the scene in the middle of the year that early was a cardinal sin because I never really fit with the "cool" crowd. They were all those whose parents were friends and had been friends since they were babies.
We kind of created our own group. We didn't do so bad because there are those of us who are still talking, getting along, and then there are those who aren't talking strictly because we lost touch.
I decided to correct that. I have created a Yahoo! group (TRAITOR) for my friends to talk to me, for me to talk to them. I miss that awesome advice and just being there for each other. My friends were remarkably grounded for teenagers and we've always been very intelligent and ahead of our time. They have the most solid shoulders I have ever been able to lean on. It pains me to say it, but I failed to keep the friendships going back then.
Hindsight's 20/20 right? Well, looking back on it I got too involved with my boyfriend (now my husband) and my jobs and everything else when I should have been concentrating on school and my friends and living it up as a teen instead of working three jobs and fighting to spend time (read: have sex) with my man.
So, I really need to finish getting all those pictures of us together to be posted on this little group site and then make sure I have everyone's email addresses.
Okay, I believe her. Just barely.
So we started talking about the rest of the group that we used to hang out with in high school and how it's a little difficult to keep up with each other.
In those four years of teenage hell, we all promised to keep in touch no matter what. I know that this is a naive promise and that everyone makes it and thinks that they will be the first to keep it. Okay, I get that. We didn't do it. Surprise, Surprise!
So I started thinking about getting a group together on some web page that would allow us all to keep in touch and catch up with each other. There were a few of us and we were all really close and there for each other during those overly dramatic years.
I grew up in a small town and everyone knew everyone when I came on the scene in Kindergarten. Somehow even comming on the scene in the middle of the year that early was a cardinal sin because I never really fit with the "cool" crowd. They were all those whose parents were friends and had been friends since they were babies.
We kind of created our own group. We didn't do so bad because there are those of us who are still talking, getting along, and then there are those who aren't talking strictly because we lost touch.
I decided to correct that. I have created a Yahoo! group (TRAITOR) for my friends to talk to me, for me to talk to them. I miss that awesome advice and just being there for each other. My friends were remarkably grounded for teenagers and we've always been very intelligent and ahead of our time. They have the most solid shoulders I have ever been able to lean on. It pains me to say it, but I failed to keep the friendships going back then.
Hindsight's 20/20 right? Well, looking back on it I got too involved with my boyfriend (now my husband) and my jobs and everything else when I should have been concentrating on school and my friends and living it up as a teen instead of working three jobs and fighting to spend time (read: have sex) with my man.
So, I really need to finish getting all those pictures of us together to be posted on this little group site and then make sure I have everyone's email addresses.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
I wanna.....
I want to go on a shopping spree and never look at prices. I want to pay all my bills on time and then still be able to blow $1,000 on bullshit. I want to fill my closet with off the wall shoes just because it gives me kicks to wear 'em. I want to visit New Orleans again before Katrina. I want to take my husband parasailing. I want to get a dog that would kill anyone who hurt my kids but would roll around in the grass with the baby and not put a mark on her. I want to get my pilot's license. I want to be a movie star. I want to climb a mountain rock face. I want to go skydiving. I want to put my kids through college and then let them take care of me in my old age. I want to be a fantastic Christian. I want to inspire my husband to have the greatest love affair of all time with me. I want to be the woman that no party is complete without. I want to need someone less than they need me. I want to visit Paris and Venice. I want to ride in a gondola and listen to love songs. I want to drive a convertible without my hair getting mussed. I want to ride a motorcycle in tight black leather and stop at a light and be the girl that makes men drool when I whip off my helmet and my hair is just-got-out-of-bed-where-I had-wild-blow-your-mind-sex sexy! I want to take off at a moments notice on a destination to nowhere and end up where I should have been all along.
I wanna meet:
People who make other people laugh. People who laugh at themselves. People who hear the inner voice of sanity and choose to ignore it. People who are a little bit conceited. Unselfish people. Someone who will inspire me to be a better person. Someone who cares about their Karma. People who like pink. Someone who loves food and hates cats. Romantics Someone with their heads in the clouds. A woman who reads incessantly and the man who doesn't understand her but loves her anyway. The voice of reason. God. A couple who is married for 30 years and fell in love at first sight. A woman who inspires me. Someone who is not afraid to say what they think. Someone who will not lie. Ever. People who love daisies. Someone who must pluck before leaving the house.
Writing It All Out
Since I was a kid I have had this overwhelming facination with writing. I love a good story and even when reading one I imerse myself in the characters and the tale itself so much that I feel as though these people are my friends/enemies/lovers....etc.
I hate to put a book down and if a book is one in a series and I get to see my "friends" continue on then bring it on. I even sometimes sit and change the story in my head. So as a result I want to write. I think I would be fantastic at it....IF I could ever get started.
I made promise in my teens to myself. One of those, I swear I will so this, I will conquer the world with my own two hands promises. I would be a published author by the age of 18. I beat it. I was published at 16 and 17 in a Poetry Anthology. But now as I sit here I have been considering picking up some of my half finished screenplays and novels and poems and finishing off some of them.
I was minding my own business, surfing the 'net as usual and I ran across a place where people are looking to hook up with writers. Click on the title to get to this link. Anyway! I though HOW COOL! Oh wait, I have nothing finished, at least to my satisfaction.
So maybe another project to start. Like I dont have enough already huh? Everything stay half finished with me. Until I get around to getting it done.
Who knows maybe I'll get a wild hair next week and spend four days writing the "great America Novel".
Then again....that's alot of work. I think I'm just too lazy for it.
I hate to put a book down and if a book is one in a series and I get to see my "friends" continue on then bring it on. I even sometimes sit and change the story in my head. So as a result I want to write. I think I would be fantastic at it....IF I could ever get started.
I made promise in my teens to myself. One of those, I swear I will so this, I will conquer the world with my own two hands promises. I would be a published author by the age of 18. I beat it. I was published at 16 and 17 in a Poetry Anthology. But now as I sit here I have been considering picking up some of my half finished screenplays and novels and poems and finishing off some of them.
I was minding my own business, surfing the 'net as usual and I ran across a place where people are looking to hook up with writers. Click on the title to get to this link. Anyway! I though HOW COOL! Oh wait, I have nothing finished, at least to my satisfaction.
So maybe another project to start. Like I dont have enough already huh? Everything stay half finished with me. Until I get around to getting it done.
Who knows maybe I'll get a wild hair next week and spend four days writing the "great America Novel".
Then again....that's alot of work. I think I'm just too lazy for it.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Another Day, Another Dollar
I'm sitting here at work. Surfing when I know I shouldn't be. Thinking over the events of the last week.
I took the news of CP losing his job pretty well I thought. But apparently I was just holding it all in because night before last it all came to head and the CP and I had it out. Fighting sucks all the energy out of you. I hate that our financial situation isn't what it was at one point. I think I blame him for this a little bit too. I don't mean to, but I think its there anyway.
I got our tree put up for Christmas but I just lost the Christmas spirit this year after I found out that the money we were going to use for gifts had to go to living expenses. Then my Dad calls and asks me about money for the kids Christmas. I made plans to go with him and my sister and buy all the gifts for them before it was all picked over and while we can still get a decent deal. I'm getting ready for this and the CP calls and says that the truck is out of commission. Needs brakes and it needs them tonight. I have to wait to go into town because I need to take the pads with me. So we get the thing apart before my sis shows up and turns out one of the rotors needs to be replaced and the other should be turned. So I leave it there and go shopping.
It was so mcuh fun playing Santa this year. Got the closet filled with presents and I am hoping that the kids stay out of them. Dad decided that Little Man needed a bed so we bought him a bed with storage underneath it. This will help with toy storage in his little room.
Had to work today and the CP is home with the kids as usual. He is working on the truck with my uncles trying to get it repaired. They got it fixed for little to no money. Fantastic!
Then there is the CP's job that he got. Stinks cause it's so far from the house and all we have the truck to get to it. Horrible gas mileage. So he's been checking thinks out and he has another job lined up that pays better and we have to get a small truck for him to do it. Since we had to get another vehicle anyway this will work out I think.
I have my fingers crossed. Got a chance to do the making up thing last night so I think all is well. We'll see when I get home from work. When the CP is cooped up at the house with the kids while I am working he will find a reason to get all pissy with me. Sometimes even calls me about it.
I took the news of CP losing his job pretty well I thought. But apparently I was just holding it all in because night before last it all came to head and the CP and I had it out. Fighting sucks all the energy out of you. I hate that our financial situation isn't what it was at one point. I think I blame him for this a little bit too. I don't mean to, but I think its there anyway.
I got our tree put up for Christmas but I just lost the Christmas spirit this year after I found out that the money we were going to use for gifts had to go to living expenses. Then my Dad calls and asks me about money for the kids Christmas. I made plans to go with him and my sister and buy all the gifts for them before it was all picked over and while we can still get a decent deal. I'm getting ready for this and the CP calls and says that the truck is out of commission. Needs brakes and it needs them tonight. I have to wait to go into town because I need to take the pads with me. So we get the thing apart before my sis shows up and turns out one of the rotors needs to be replaced and the other should be turned. So I leave it there and go shopping.
It was so mcuh fun playing Santa this year. Got the closet filled with presents and I am hoping that the kids stay out of them. Dad decided that Little Man needed a bed so we bought him a bed with storage underneath it. This will help with toy storage in his little room.
Had to work today and the CP is home with the kids as usual. He is working on the truck with my uncles trying to get it repaired. They got it fixed for little to no money. Fantastic!
Then there is the CP's job that he got. Stinks cause it's so far from the house and all we have the truck to get to it. Horrible gas mileage. So he's been checking thinks out and he has another job lined up that pays better and we have to get a small truck for him to do it. Since we had to get another vehicle anyway this will work out I think.
I have my fingers crossed. Got a chance to do the making up thing last night so I think all is well. We'll see when I get home from work. When the CP is cooped up at the house with the kids while I am working he will find a reason to get all pissy with me. Sometimes even calls me about it.
Who's Behind the Madness
- I'm Drama Mama
- From Austin, Texas, United States
- I am a 24 year old married mother of three, which were supposed to be two, but we were surprised with our little miracle after a failed tubal. I was the goody-goody who was college bound and sheltered to the max and I married the bad boy three years older than me after we got knocked-up. I AM the cliche but it worked out well because I would have been a collegiate partier. Now I am the ring leader at the madhouse which we lovingly refer to as the circus.
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