So I'm totally not ready to leave tomorrow for the Poke a Nose. I wrote a list of the things I need to bring and the part of it that is for Isaac goes like this: "all clothes with feet." Isaac’s feet are big, they fit clothes, but not socks. We've been staying at my parents’ house eating sea food since Saturday and the house is a mess. There ( Read more... )

I am so fucking sick of Jaime Weiner. I cannot wait until he finally stops hinting that he's leaving and just leaves. I have tried so hard to like him, SO hard. But he is whiney, doesn't do anything around the house and I hate him. There I said it (again ( Read more... )

If you are or know someone in PA who would like to help out with a Valentines day pseudo-glamourbomb, please contact me at Life596@aol.com.  We've done this two years in a row now, and we need help. 

I had no idea it was so nerve wracking being a mommy.  I long to site in from of the laptop writing, with a clove and a beer.  Get up in the morning drink a coffee, pluck ny eyebrows, do my hair.  Instead I'm sitting hear beat, sore overful breasts and combing through internet articles about "nipple confusion."  It was totally against all my ( Read more... )

I am so incredibly unhappy with my life.  I'm not being the kind of mommy I want to be.  I was really not ready for this at all.  And I'm doubting more all the time that Michael is the one for me.  Nothing makes me happy except Isaacs smile.  I feel isolated, empty and poisonous. 

I've been sleeping really late into the day, like 12:00.  When Isaac wakes-up he wakes me up and then he eats and I change him and we go back to sleep.  There really isn't any reason to get up.  I mean I can't do much, can't go anywhere while M's at work.  It has become more than frustrating to be me ( Read more... )

There are little children emitting raucous war cries outside ( Read more... )

So, I'm so boring.  I miss going out, I miss having freedom, I miss having friends.  Which I know I still do and blah blah, but honestly no one wants to come out here.  I feel like I live in the fucking woods, which would be awesome but I don't ( Read more... )

I'm going to take a tour of the White House!

Oh I'm a moron, I told Steve he could come visit tomorrow night, and my house is so messy. But you know, maybe this will be good motivation to fix that ( Read more... )