Am coming to grips with the fact that I am NOT 25 any more (or hell, even 30!).

I think I just got an inkling of how my mother felt when I was about 11-12 years old.  I thought I had a good 10 years before I had this feeling. Suck. :(

Dear Hole, 
Can I climb out now please?
Thx,
-Me

 Remember that time I was a 33 year old loser and had to move in with my mother (AGAIN)?!?  I haven't been writing amidst the total chaos of late, but long story short: The Army sucks, they won't give James barracks because we're getting the housing allowance money, but since James deploys in October, the girls and I are NOT moving to Texas just ( Read more... )

I disagree with my sister's disagreement.  I say that Annie is my brain and Charlie is my heart, and Cathy seems to think it's the other way around.  Not so.  I think Annie is ridiculous, fearless, and headlong into trouble and adventure - her criminal mind is my criminal mind.  She is my brain.  Charlie is the observer.  Charlie is sweet, pleasant ( Read more... )

 My mother told me last night that "Cathy is my brain, and you are my heart," and after a good 24hrs. contemplating this, I realized that Annie is my brain and Charlie is my heart.  This explains SOOOO much.  Crapcrapcrap.

 1) People who have been tagged must write the answers on their blog and replace any question they dislike with a new, original question ( Read more... )

Day 2 without James over and done, and I feel... don't know how I feel yet.  I think he made the right choice and that it's for the greater good for our family, but selfishly, I'm lonely, bummed, and above all, worried about Annie ( Read more... )

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 I was going to write a book called Stupid Shit My Husband Says (like this morning when I asked him to get up with the girls for once so I could get some sleep, he said, "isn't Charlie ready for her nap now?"), but then it turned into Random Shit My Husband Says (like today when he was telling Charlie about her birth and called her a "mucus-covered ( Read more... )