Has it really been a month since I last posted? Thanks Seth for the reminder...and I quote him here because it/his email made me laugh...
Um, it's been over a month since your last post.....WHAT IN THE CORN BREAD HELK IS GOING ON!?! GET TO POSTING!
I have the BEST friends, both online and off...for the past 2 months you have lifted me up with your phone calls,emails and text messages. Your words of encouragement and support have made me smile and filled my heart with love. I adore all of you and I Thank You for your friendship, It means the world to me...
Now on with the show...random variety...it's riveting ya'll...
♥ Abby got a job...very exciting for her and I! I watch as my oldest child becomes more and more independent, she is not a little girl anymore...she is responsible and has the same disorder as I do...NEVER being late, we would rather stab ourselves in the eye with an ice pick VS being late to anything! Anyways she works at a local tanning salon, she loves it and she loves the almost $400 she is getting bi-weekly...I am SO proud of her!
You wondering about the title of this post?
♥ I got a job as well, I am beyond excited, after 11 years of being a SAHM I am re-entering the working world. It is in the home health field, GREAT pay, GREAT hours and right up my ally.
♥ Jess dropped and broke my 6 month old Nikon...I am just hoping they will fix it since it is under warranty...in the meantime I have confiscated her little Nikon...
Told ya I had riveting stuff to post...
♥ Reese turned 15 on Fathers Day, which was a bitter sweet day for me-I had the mindset to be all sad and weepy on Saturday so as not to ruin his Birthday OR Fathers Day for Eric on Sunday. He got a newly decorated room, we bought him paint and paint brushes and tape and said have fun...I know we are so cool like that but I told him it would build character then I hugged him and said 'wax on wax off' A little later we checked on him and gave him his real BDay gift a new flat screen tv...
♥ I am pretty sure I have IBS, which has nothing to do with the title of this post but in my never ending quest of 'keepin it real' I felt the need to share so those of you out there that suffer as well can join in on my
♥ I'm gettin implants... not these kind ( . ) ( . ) but these kind =) ya see I grew up on well water great tastin' but not so good for the teeth...I'm just gonna be real honest NOT FUN! It is a slow process because I don't have Donald Trumps cash and each implant costs $2500...
♥ We took a small summer vacation to Branson, which when you think about it...really isn't a vacation at all...it was go go go gooooo, it was hot hot hot HOTTTTTT....I was forced yes forced to ride a rolla coaster(intentional misspelling back there so no need to call the grammar cops on me) and it wasn't the kiddie coaster I got away with a few years ago...it was Thunderation at Silver Dollar City-it has forwards or backwards seats-I rode forwards and the kids rode backwards so they could laugh at me AND laugh they did all I heard was cackle cackle cackle...Eric told me I said OH SH** (rhymes with SPIT) the whole time...I got whip lash,lost my sunglasses-later found on the floor by my feet and was nauseated the rest of the day...NEVER AGAIN! For realsies...
♥ This is where I'm gonna 'splain the title of this post and GUYS and I do mean GUYS as in MEN the 'Y' chromosome, as in ♂ ...I beg of you, take your cursor, move it up to the top right hand corner of your screen and for petes sake CLICK X NOW!!!
While on vacation we visited the Branson landing, it is a lovely little place, with lots of shops and restaurants and a Bass Pro...here are a few pics to give you an idea....
Remember this bench it plays a role in the story
See the landing is a nice place...so I wasn't feeling real good and I am sitting on a bench like the one above with Jess...when I get up,turn around to get my purse and shopping bags I notice every woman's nightmare staring me back in the face... I started my period and my shorts are half white...I look at Eric, I look down at the bench, I look at Eric he thinks I have developed a case of tourettes...right as I am giving him 'the look' Reese goes ewwww MOM you are GROSS ....
Let me stop here and say *UGH* I throw my overhalffulljustbought frozen lemonade at Eric and say wash the seat I'm going to the bathroom...
I pray as I'm discretely half running then walking very fast then running that THIS bass Pro is like the one at home and has a handicap stall with a sink...
It does...so I strip from the belly button down and am half nekkid in the Bass pro bathroom washing out my shorts and panties in the sink...When the even more coulditgetanyworse unthinkable happens... a mommy comes in with her little boy who needs the larger stall and the little boy is peeking in the crack of the door and I hear 'Mommy why is dat laydee nekkid in da bafroom'...I freaking kid you NOT!
I get things as clean as they are gonna get, apologize to the mommy for scaring her peeping tom of a son and rejoin my family outside bass pro...and I will have you know that my uber understanding family was ready to shop some more...when I proclaimed Hell to the NO because I am soaking wet I was met with grumbles and something about ruining someones vacation...pfft
And that my friends...if you're still my friends after reading my horror story...that is why I was nekkid in the bass pro bathroom...
My confession for today: I do things so YOU don't have too!
