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Ok, going to school again as a single mom with two teenagers, two jobs and a crazy life is feeling pretty impossible, but I’m back. Sleep? Who needs sleep?

me… :(

well, he’s 15 now, and a freshman. I still don’t get him. He listens to NOTHING I say. nothing. I’m trying, really… but I’m exhausted.

AHHHHHHH!!!

they don’t make foundation garments strong enough. Running hurts, and besides, I don’t like the ding bat at the running store. what can I say? i’m a big fat non-running quitter. I’m good with that.

I got lost, remembered where the hell I was and thought “WTF!” Sentimental I must not be… he’s cute and sweet and I like him a whole lot, but you can’t walk around lost all the time. You’ll trip over your shoelaces or run into the car in front of you while you’re messing with the Navigation system. Now if he could build the damn room in the basement like he was going to 8 months ago, I could probably forget where I was for a second or two…

still with the girls and the long hair and the loud music. I never… the kid’s comedic timing is impeccable though. Even with the hair and the untied shoes and the iffy tunes, he’s a hoot. I don’t understand him, but he’s fun all the same.

Ok, have you seen these clowns play? better to spend my hard earned cash on other things. like shoes…

ok, I tried. It worked sometimes… but its not really a lifelong goal. i pretty much stopped drinking soda, but if I have a 5 guys burger every now and then, is it really gonna kill me? Nah. Bigger fish to fry. Actually… that sounds good. Where’s my tartar sauce?

I had to leave my job to get it, but the new place is SOOO much better. I got fed up with my unethical cranky boss and went in one day and quit. Didn’t have anything lined up, but I had a couple prospects and a whole lot of hope. After a month with no income (OOUCH!) I got my first paycheck last night. The pay raise wasn’t as much as I thought I wanted, but the content of the work I’m doing and the people I’m working with are a huge improvement. The benefits are better too! It’s really all about being happy where I am… and being in a miserable environment wasn’t for me. Totally worth going out and seeing what else is out there, and taking that giant leap without the safety net. DO IT! :)

I started it last year, the lilacs I planted smelled so awesome this spring. Honeysuckle, dianthus and blue salvia around the porch, pink and white impatiens around the maple tree, ivy and a big butterfly bush. Not even close to being done.

Hopefully the VA heat this summer is kind to it all. I’m enjoying the work for now, and it’s so nice to be able to sit on the porch with my coffee in the morning and enjoy it all.

Still want to plant the vegetable garden though. Maybe next year.

I think I still have a TV… I don’t know. It used to be in the entertainment center but I never watch it. Then again… it MUST be there. I heard a sponge-bob-esque voice emanating from the depths of the basement a bit ago. And what about Sponge-bob? What a freak. Funny at times, but really… and Mr Meaty or Futurama… what is all of this teaching my kids? What happened to the Roadrunner? At least he taught us perseverance and showed willpower… and the incorrect way to operate most equipment from the ACME company.(the earthquake pills were the best)So yes… I want to take a sledge hammer and a chainsaw and chop that bad boy up. I’ll wear safety goggles… maybe turn it into a work of art.

Or maybe I’ll take the less violent(and messy) route and just sell it at the next yard sale…

Since when did 7th grade romances require expensive gifts and phone calls and coed parties? WTF??? Was I THAT sheltered as a child? I am so lost with this one. He has a girlfriend and they profess their ‘love’ for one another every day. She says things that sound like lines from a soap opera. It’s not cute like the kindergarten crush… it’s terrifying! These girls (and I’m guessing boys too? Cringe!) are modeling adult behavior as if they’re in an adult relationship. THEY’RE 13 for God’s sake. What happened to checking out the cute boys at the ice rink, or writing his name in your math notebook over and over and hoping no one sees it? What are we doing to our children? They’re just KIDS! Is it the hormones in the meat? Is it the crap the media puts out on TV? (I hate TV, for the record) What about the skanky little clothes people let their daughters out of the house in? Come on people, WORK WITH ME!!! I don’t want to be a grandma before I’m 40!

I’m going to have a stroke. My left arm feels tingly. I am so not ready to have a teenager…

It’s too freakin hot down there to live full time. I’m thinking the mountains somewhere sound pretty good right now.

So…here I sit, $20K in college loans, and not even enough courses under my belt for an Associates. Gotta love art school. Anyway, I’ve thought long and hard about this, and I’m throwing in the towel. Maybe when the kids are grown I’ll try again, but missing out on hanging with them isn’t worth the piece of paper.

Not right now anyway.

My new job starts on Jan 9th… and it’s about 15 miles closer. Doesn;t sound like much, but it’s outside the beltway. :o)

well, they lost, but the game was AWESOME! We went for my son’s 12th birthday and brought along some friends… his name was on the scoreboard and everything. We were in the nosebleed section, but it still rocked. Next time, it’s just gonna be me and him, sitting behind the penalty box, baby!!!

SO MUCH FUN!!! :o)

Google “military pen pal” and it will bring up several sites. I’ve talked to people from the UK, US and AUS. Some are looking for a little excitement, but for the most part they’re just looking to stay connected with things back home, or at least want someone to talk to.

Definitely worth doing.
Di

cookies and a cake. Happy kids.

But then again, I’m kind of extreme and love watching peoples’ reactions… I loved it! I work in a very traditional office setting, with older people (I’m 33… but feel 19) so for me to walk in with a nose ring was a bit shocking I guess. My dad hated it so I took it out for his memorial service when he died, but by the time I went to put it back in, the hole closed up. Just be forewarned, it hurts like hell and bleeds a lot… and the tattoo place I went to didn’t have a gun, it was more like a big long metal spear looking thing. It was definitely worth doing, just have to find the time to go get it redone…