Random things about ME!

I feel bad that I've fallen off the face of the blogosphere.  Shiz has been uber hectic around here and with the holidays coming (and then a Disney cruise with my daughter in January) and it's only going to get worse. 

I feel like I know so many of you from your blogs and since I'm new at this, thought I would share a few random things to help you know ME better! 

1.  love peanut butter and I eat it at least once a day on something.  Sandwich, apple, banana… whatever. 
2. My sister and I are both adopted (different birthparents) and so is my daughter. 
3. I was attacked by a Rottweiler about 15 years ago.  He attacked my face, but luckily my scar isn’t visible.  It’s under my chin and hidden.  I still have regular nightmares about that day and I’ll have an anxiety attack if a dog gets too close to my face. 
4. I’ve lived in NJ, NE, IA, GA and TN.  I’d move back to Savannah, GA in a heartbeat.  When I got divorced, if my daughter wasn’t in my life I would have picked up and moved there immediately.     
5. I’m obsessed when it comes to reading.  Can’t ever get enough.  I sometimes have 3 books going at once. 
6. I’m a Disney nut.  I don’t wear Mickey clothes or decorate my house Disney, but I love all things Mickey.  It’s the vacations and the feeling you get in those destinations that I love so so much. 
7. My parents have both passed away.  It’s a terribly lonely feeling.  This time of the year really sucks. 
8. I hate crunchy vegetables like onions, cucumbers, peppers… *shudder*
9. I hate teeth.  And feet.  Blech.  I don’t want to ever touch either. 
10. I love to sing.  Always have.      
11. I loved High School.  I’m not one of those people that hated it and try to forget it ever happened.  I loved every second. 
12. My best friend is my rock.  I’ve known her since we were 10 years old.  We both ended up in Omaha about 3 miles away from each other.  I can’t go a day without talking to her. 
13. I just got a huge promotion at work and while the money is going to be a treat, I’m not sure what I’ve gotten myself into. 
14. I love Glee.  Love love love
15. I hate that I have no motivation to work out as much as I used to.  Must find that groove again.  Being a single mom and working full time pretty much zaps everything out of me.  I have to change that. 
16. A man with a quick wit is my kryptonite.     
17. I love to watch football.  Nothing makes me think of my dad more than a lazy Saturday afternoon with the sound of college ball on TV. 
18. I’d love to be on Amazing Race – anyone want to apply with me?   
19. Jersey Boys is my new very favorite musical – love it and wish I could see it again.
20. I feel bad I’ve been neglecting my blog.  This time of year life really seems to get in the way.  Miss you all!

Butterflies

"Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies" - Carrie Bradshaw SATC

  

I've been on two dates with someone in the last week or so.  While this isn't earth shattering news, the butterflies this man gives me have knocked me right on my ass. 

I need to always remember to settle for nothing less than butterflies.  I can't settle for convenience, or friendship, or good sex.  Butterflies.  All those other things will fall into place with time. 

I love this feeling.  I get a goofy grin on my face each time my phone lights up with a text from him.  I smile from ear to ear when I hear him say I'm beautiful or sexy.  I get that butterfly feeling in my stomach when he reaches across the table, touches my face and then kisses me.  To hear him say "hey darlin', I think I'm going to kiss you on New Years eve this year".  Swoon.

Who knows, this guy may not stick around.  Heck, he might not be around long enough for me to give him a name on here.  I'd love for this to work but honestly if it doesn't last that's ok, too.  I'm able to appreciate this feeling and to remember that this feeling.  What I'm feeling right now?  Exactly what I've been waiting for.  I'm worth butterflies and I'll enjoy every second of them while I can.  I wouldn't trade this feeling for anything in the world. 

Slacker

Yep.  I've been a total bloggy slacker lately. 

Here are some highlights of my life the last few weeks.

-work has been redonk lately.  We had Air Canada threaten to strike earlier in the week and now riots and transportation strikes in Athens.  Of course all these things happening around the world always have to involve one of our ships.  This weekend I'll be working a large amount of overtime.  Super.  Oh the joys of working for a luxury cruise line. 

-speaking of said cruise line.  I now have no "date" for this vacation.  Anyone interested in joining me?  Yeah.  Did I mention it is FREE (with free booze)!  You'd think it would be very easy to find a travel buddy, but surprisingly it's not.  GAH!

-The Stinker sliced the bottom of her foot open my deck the other night when she was chasing the pup around the deck.  It was a pretty deep cut.  When we called the X to tell him good night, she had to tell him about her new war wound.  She told him, "it was bad, Daddy.  I could see BRAIN"  I died.  Ded.   

-I'm pretty much single again.  I'm proud I stuck to my guns.  I love who I am these days and I love my life.  I know some day the right person will come along and make my life even better.  For the time being, I've honestly never been happier.

-The Stinker pulled her second tooth.  Yep.  She pulled it herself at after school daycare.  She must have known how much mommy despises the thought of touching teeth and saved me the grief.  She's a great kid.

Hope everyone is doing well!!  A REAL post to come soon.  I pinky swear!

Big sigh

Why does it always feel like I'm the guy in a relationship? 

I'm the one that is level headed, non dramatic, I usually don't over think things, I don't mince words, I own my own home and am generally a grown up in life, I am not overly emotional, I'm fun in the bedroom, I am very independent...

I'm not sure what it happening with Capt Ron, but I'm pretty sure what we had is falling apart.  Big time.

He's a great guy, but there are too many things working against us.  He lives an hour and a half away and while that isn't a huge distance, it doesn't work.  I can handle long distance, but he doesn't call. He doesn't text.  We go 2 weeks at a time without seeing each other and not talking much in between.  That's not what I want right now.  I'm 38 freaking years old.  I'm ready for a real relationship.     

For the first time in years I introduced someone to my daughter, my friends, my life.  I actually put pictures of us on Facebook.  I've NEVER done that with someone I've dated.  What tells me this isn't "forever" is that I'm more disappointed and sad about those things, than sad about losing him.  I don't want to be the single girl yet again.  I don't want to have to talk about how "we aren't together anymore".  The whole things sucks.

I don't want to be the dude in the relationship anymore.. I want to cry, pout, kick and scream but as usual, I won't.

Meh Puppeh!

The Stinker and I are finally going to have a new addition to our home!  After many weeks digging online and being punked by both the Humane Society and douchebags on Craigslist.  Twice.  I'm heading about an hour outside of Omaha to get our new pup tonight!  Couldn't BE more excited!!

I wanted a small-ish dog.  Something that didn't shed a ton would be great, but it wasn't a deal breaker.  Basically we wanted a sweet dog to add some fun, excitement and snuggles to our family.

I'll post pictures soon of the new addition... All two of you that read this will be in total suspense, I'm sure....

One another note, I've decided I'm pretty much done with Facebook.  I just don't have the patience anymore.  Not even because of the new stupid layout, but because the people are annoying to me.  I only have about 25-30 "real" friends on there that I actually give a shit about, and the rest of the people are jerks I went to High School with.  I'd love to go through and delete them all.  I really could care less.

I've been spending more time on Twitter where I can basically be anonymous while saying whatever is on my mind (which isn't a lot.  For some reason Twitter intimidates me, but it's fun to read other people's whacked out thoughts).  I have a crush on a couple of guys I follow, they don't know I exist, but they are FUNNY.  Nothing I love more than a funny guy.  Nothing, people.  I'd make out with a not so hot dude any day of the week if he can make me laugh.  Trust me.  Funny = pants off.  *grin*.  Anyway, Twitter is becoming much more interesting to read then stupid FB where people only post about their perfect kids, politics, or any other topic I don't really give a fuck about. 

The BFF and I are going to Jersey Boys Saturday afternoon and I'm super pumped!  I've heard amazing things about it and since I don't have a NYC trip planned any time soon, seeing it in good ol Omaha is the next best thing! 

Have a good Thursday, internets!!

Old Fart

Yep.  I'm old.  I don't usually feel it and I know most of the time I don't look it, but this week has been tough!  I turned 38 on the 13th and I'm having a tough time with that number.  It's just too damn close to FORTY!  How did this happen?  40?!?! 

The girls and I went out to my favorite little hole in the wall Mexican restuarant.  I stuffed my face and had a few margaritas - it was a good night.  For an old lady. 

Since I'm officially old and now can't form complete thoughts, eat spicy food, or control my own bladder... here are some random things happening in my world.

- I LOVE FALL!  Yep, yelling at you.  All things fall make me a very happy girl.  I love wearing sweatshirts and jeans, I love having my house decorated with my "fall stuff", I love sleeping with the windows open and waking up to a freezing house, I love fall candle and lotion flavors, I love hitting the pumpkin patch with the Stinker, I love football... LOVE LOVE LOVE. 

- The Stinker lost her first tooth the second week of Kindergarten.  I hate teeth.  I made the X come over and yank that sucker out when it was ready because there was no way in hell I was going to do it.  *shudder*  Teeth and feet are disgusting and I should never have to touch either.  Ever. 

- I've decided to stop drinking beer.  This is noteworthy because I love beer.  No, really.  I heart it.  I've always been a beer girl.  As I've gotten older drinking any kind of beer makes me feel like complete shit.  I have stomach problems on a good day, and a frothy cold one magnifies that issue by about 1000%.  It also isn't good for the waistline and well, I'm almost 40....  I should start drinking something more "grown up", right?  I emailed this fact to the BFF and her response to my email was "WTF!?!?  What's wrong with you?"  Yeah.  She's a beer drinker, too. 

- I'm in desperate need of a vacation.  For reals.  I'm hoarding vacation days like a fat kid who loves donuts because of my impending 14 night Australia cruise in January.  It's killing me.  Must.have.time.off  *le sigh*

Hope everyone has a great weekend.... The Stinker and I have big plans of doing nothing!  I'm sure there will be some drinking with friends (no beer) while the kids play.  Then after she's zonked out, mommy will lounge on the couch and cyber stalk people via facebook and twitter.  Good times had by all! 

Peace out, bitches!!

Saboteur

I can honestly say that a couple of times since I've been divorced/single I've (semi) intentionally screwed up a new relationship.  It's been awhile since I've done this, and I may not have known it at the time, but that's exactly what I did.

Perfect example is the very first person I dated after the X and I split up.  I was hardly out of the X's house before I was totally smitten with the new guy.  Hindsight is always 20/20 as we know, and I can say with complete certainty that I fucked up that relationship on purpose.  I was a hot mess from the get go.  Deep down I was in no way ready to get into something serious.  The part that sucks is that he was a really great guy.  The BFF and I have said many times over the last few years that if I'd met him now, at this point in my life, we'd be amazing together.  He was really good and I was newly single and very very bad.   

I wonder if that is what's happening in my life right now... but this time I'm not the saboteur.  Cpt Ron seems to be douche-bagging it up lately.  I wonder if he's pulling an "emily" and fucking things up because he's not ready for a real relationship.  Without getting into his person life too much, he's fresh out of a divorce and from the beginning that (and other factors) have made me a wee bit nervous.  Nervous enough to run away?  Nah... but nervous enough to take a small step back.  

Has anyone else ever done this?  Messed up your own relationship because you weren't ready for what was before you?  Do I run away or give him the time and understanding to get through all of this while I wait patiently... Decisions, decisions....

Am I dead inside?

I've had to deal with a fair amount of shadoobie in my life.   

My dad died pretty suddenly in the winter of 1999, my grandpa died December of 2007, my mom passed away the next month and then my grandma died that next October.  Yeah.  Sucks.  I'm 37 years old and I have no parents or grandparents left.  It's a pretty lonely feeling. 

I feel like after all that, I have nothing left.  Zilch in the empathy or emotion department.  I have a friend who has recently had very sick grandparents.  When she mentions it to me... I feel nothing.  I want to say, "suck it up - I've dealt with sooo much worse and kept a smile on my face"  What the fuck is wrong with me?  I'm obviously dead inside for thinking like that. 

Part of the reason I'm not with the X anymore is because he was unable to communicate about anything.  Through the death of both of my parents, grandparents, fertility issues, adopting our baby girl - he never comforted me.  He never sat down and just let me cry.  He never let me yell or scream or vent about what was happening to me.  To us.  He never hugged me and told me how bad it all sucked, but that he'd be my rock no matter what.  He never just took me out for a night and got me stinking drunk.  Nothing.  I kept everything completely bottled up and to the world I was the most well-adjusted sad person, ever. 

I wonder if that situation is why I am, the way I am.  Dealing with my dad dying was the hardest thing I've ever done.  He was my favorite person in the world.  My bright shining star.  I shut down when he got sick.  I didn't go visit half as much as I should.  I didn't call every.single.day to hear his voice and tell him how much I loved him.  I didn't go home every weekend to sit and hold his hand and watch football games with him.  I also didn't have a strong partner to tell me to get my ass in the car and go hug my dad.  

I don't know how to be supportive for my friend.  I want to be the friend for her that she was for me when I dealt with my losses.  I hate that I can't be strong enough for both of us. 

Nothing to see here...

Hurricanes make this girl, who books flights and deals with airlines for a living, super duper grumpy.  I can't fly the planes people.  What the hell do you think I can do for you at this point?!?  It's a hurricane.  Flights are going to be delayed and just generally fucked up for the next 3 days.  You won't miss your cruise - trust me.  We'll get you there somehow, but it may be through Bumblefuck Mississippi.  Enjoy your vacation.  *grin* 

The besties and all the kids are coming over to play tonight while the grown ups drink.  Do other parents do this?  We chill at my house, drink, talk, sit outside while the little ones run amok in my house destroying everything in it's path.  I love to still be able to spend time with the friends, my favorite little person and my lovah - alcohol.  :)  

I  haven't heard anything about the job interview I had a few weeks ago.  He said it would be the end of the month before I heard, but this is killing me.  Dead.  I'm the least patient person on the planet.  It's taken every bit of grown up restraint I can muster, to not email the man every.single.minute to ask, "now?  Now?  Do you know yet?  Now?  What do you think?  Me?  I'm awesome.  Thanks, I know.  Now?  Decision, now?"  Gaaahhhh.... I heard someone else applied that might be a bit more qualified, but I'm still holding out hope and keeping my fingers crossed... It's pretty much all I can concentrate on right now. 

Hope everyone has a great weekend!!!! 

Hot lunch!

My baby girl is all growed up.  Yep.  The Stinker started Kindergarten last week and my whole world has been turned upside down.  She seems older already.  It makes this mommy so proud and so sad at the same time. 

She wasn't scared at all on the first day and saddled up to that teeny tiny desk ready to tackle anything they threw at her.  She was pumped and I loved that.  No crying for her.  Maybe a few tears for me. 

When anyone asked her about her first few days, all she could talk about was HOT LUNCH!  It's the best part of the day in her world.  She loves everything about it.  Couldn't wait to tell me about the three milk choices she had.  Three!?!?  What a world we live in.  :)
 

I've never been more proud to be a mommy, and I can't wait to see what other new changes this year brings for my little Stinker.  She amazes me every day.

Zzzzz......

I finally have a boy in my life.  A boy who I really really like, maybe even love.  I haven't said that "L" word for a very long time, so trust me.  This is a big fricking deal in my world.

It's the same boy from this post, and things have been great since he got home from Afghanistan. 

Here is the pickle.  He snores.  Very loudly.  All.night.long. 

I not embarrassed to admit I haven't had a dude in my bed for quite some time.  I love my "single" life.  I can go to bed when I want, I have the bed to myself, I can read or sleep in the middle if I want!  This momma loves to sleep.     

I used to say I could not - would not ever date a snorer.  That was one of my "dealbreakers".  Everyone has those, right?  My dealbreakers, among other little things, were no bad jeans, no long distance (more on that "dealbreaker" later - it's actually a problem, too), no living at home, no bad teeth or feet (both ick me out, even if they are pretty), and NO snoring!  How did I fall for someone that has 2 of the 5?  Super duper. 

I'm a very light sleeper.  I'm such a light sleeper I can only sleep with some sort of "noise".  (yes, I have like 3 of them).  The Stinker has one, too.  I guess it's not a shocker I've been single for awhile, huh?  It helps!  Shut up. 

When Capt Ron (that's what we'll call my new boy) stays at my house I have the noise going full blast and sometimes a pillow over my head.  All I do is lay there becoming more and more exhausted while silently plotting his death.  (I kid, I kid - or do I?)  Rolling him over lasts for about 10 minutes and then he's right back at it. 

What's a girl to do?  I really care about him and can't let the first good thing to come along in years go away because I can't sleep... so what's the alternative?!?!   Breathe right strips, surgery, more drinking before bed?  I'm ready to do anything that will help me not be exhausted and not dread him sleeping in my bed. 

I have a problem...

I can't.stop.buying.jeans. 

I don't even know if jeans are "cool" anymore.  Everytime we go out, all the "pop tarts" (that's what I call anyone under the age of 30) are wearing teeny tiny shorts or teeny tiny skirts/dresses.  This momma is not down with that. 

Anyway... I can't stop buying jeans.  OBSESSED.  The one thing that makes me feel not SO crazy is that the BFF is also obsessed with buying new jeans.  She's way worse than me.  Sorry bestie you be crazy, too! 

I already have these

 and these

I'm lusting after these (they are STRIAGHT!!  perfect to roll up and great for boots!!)

and drolling after these...  (they are lighter and fancy on the butt and could be worn with flip flops and a cute T!!)

I think I need a part time job. 

My name is Emily and I am addicted to buying jeans... HELP!

I'm ready for some FOOTBALL!

I live in Husker Nation. 

If you've ever had the pleasure of being in Omaha or Lincoln on a Husker game day, you'd know what I'm talking about.  If not... You are lucky.  It's redic.  People here go shit ass crazy for Husker football.  It's a sea of red every where you go.  You can't get married on a game day, and if you do - you better have a TV at your reception or people won't come.  You can't run to the grocery store without hearing the game blasting through the PA system while you try to shop in peace.  You can't drive down a street in a quiet suburban neighborhood without seeing some form of lunacy.  When I first moved here, my neighbors had a cannon... Yes. A f'ing CANNON that they would shoot off every time the Huskers scored.  Nice, huh?

I'm from Iowa originally.  I'm a Hawkeye girl living in Husker football land.  My dad was a football referee growing up, and he loved sharing his passion for football with my sister and I.  In turn, I LOVE football,  Since he passed away, I love it even more.  I feel like it's "our time".  Time that makes me think of him and miss him so much.  He would have loved chilling with me and The Stinker on a beautiful fall Saturday while we cheered for our favorite teams (she's a "go Huskers" kind of girl.  Traitor)

My non Husker love wasn't a big deal until last year when Nebraska joined the Big 10.  Iowa will now play Nebraska in the big day after Thanksgiving rivalry game.  So excited!  Shit's gonna hit the fan in this town when the Hawkeye's roll over the gool ol boys.   

Randomness

Here are some random things floating around in this frizzy pretty lil head of mine...

1.  The Stinker starts Kindergarten in two weeks... Holy Balls, how is that even possible?  ....and more importantly, what is she going to wear on the first day?  Momma needs to start shopping!

2.  I have a big interview coming up next week.  It's within the same company I work for, and might be more traveling than I would like, but it's an opportunity that was MADE for me.  I can't pass it up.  I'm so nervous I could barf on myself.  Good thing the first interview is over the phone.... 

3.  I'm trying to decide what my free cruise should be for 2011.  (it's a tough job I have - hehe)  Do I take the long Australia cruise that will pretty much burn ALL my vacation time for next year by February?  Or should I be sensible and take a shorter European cruise and save the Australia one for when I have more time off saved up?  I hate being a grown up and making sensible decisions. 

4.  The BFF is getting ready to also head back to school (she's a Kindergarten teacher), so that means "the depression" (say it with your big announcer voice) has set in.  She loves her some summer and "the depression" means even more nightly beers and whining about her life being over.  Love you BFF! 

Funny thought I had today... is The Stinker's new teacher doing the same thing?  Drinking nightly and sending emails to friends telling them to shoot her because school starts soon?  Maybe I should bring her teacher a Blue Moon for Back to School night next week.    

5.  I totally feel like I'm boobing out of this shirt today at work.  Ugh...

Ok that's only five random things, but hey... I'm a simple girl.  Hope everyone is having a good week!

Tired

I'm tired. 

Tired of being hot and sweaty.  I'm ready for fall.  Yep.  I said it.  I'M DONE.  Peace out summer... get out of here. 

Tired of my job with all these high school type ladies who can't just do their work.  They have to discuss it and then gossip about everyone around us (probably me included) before doing any actual work.  I'm sooo not a part of popular girls here. 

Tired of the X acting like a damn martyr and my family acting like I'm the bad guy all the time.  Why can't anyone just be happy for me? 

Tired of feeling fat and gross but frustrated I don't have the energy or time to do anything about it.

Tired of my hair.  I hate having the thickest hair on the planet and did I mention how fucking HOT it is these days???  Ugh...

I need a nap.

Thankful

What a great weekend away that was...  It made me realize I'm thankful for so many things.  Here are a few. 

- My daughter.  She may make me crazy and be the sassiest 5 year old around, but I wouldn't trade her for the world.  The times we have together, make me appreciate her and the vice grip she has on my heart.  She saved me in so many ways these last few years.  I love her so much.   

- Girlfriends.  They are my true north.  They are the air I need to breathe.  They are my saving grace at times. 

- I'm thankful for being a mommy that hasn't had to change who I am.  I'm still the same fun, crazy girl that has been around for almost 38 years, I just happen to also be a mommy now.  I can still drink beer, laugh my ass off and be crazy stupid with my girlfriends.  I haven't let motherhood "define" who I am, and that truly is something I'm thankful for. 

- My home.  We drove through some of the worst flooding I've ever seen and it humbled me.  I can't imagine what all those people are going through and how they are dealing with losing their homes/farms because of the massive flooding we've had this summer... it was heart wrenching to see.

- My iPad.  One 5 year old plus 3 1/2 hour car ride.  Nuff said. 

Happy Monday!!

Weekend away....

This weekend, the besties and I are getting the hell out of Dodge!  Ok, I don't really live in a town called Dodge, but you know what I mean.  I hope.  Or you're dumb. 

We are going to brave the detours due to all the terrible flooding of the Mighty Mo and head to Kansas City with our kidlets.  We'll be piling my friend's van full of booster seats (4 mommies, 4 kids - 2 boys, 2 girls), we'll throw some snacks at the kids, set them up with some movies, crank up the tunes for the mommies and enjoy a long weekend with friends!

We plan to visit the American Girl store, where I'm sure the Stinker will lose her shit she'll be so damn excited!  Then we are going to have some grub at the TRex restaurant to make the two boys happy and then after some more outlet shopping for us moms, we plan to set the kiddos up in the adjoining hotel room, let them do their thang and we will get our drink on!  We'll be next door... geesh.  And drunk.  Maybe. 

Should be a fun weekend!!!  I'm ready for a weekend away with some of my favorite people! 

Google +

I finally wrangled myself an invite for this Google+ site, and while I haven't figured out how it works, the concept is super!  

My one huge beef with Facebook is that I have 300 friends while I really care about what about 30 of them are doing or saying.  I also really only want about 30 of them to see what I'm doing at any given time.

Most of them are High School people that I felt like I couldn't say NO to when they requested me as a friend, but I could really give a shit what their kid ate for breakfast or where their funny looking husband took them for an anniversary dinner. 

Google+ seems to have alleviated that negative part of Facebook, as you create circles to put your friends into.  You can share your info, post, photos with whichever circle you want...

Well done Google... well done.  Now lets see if I can get a few more friends than the 4 I currently have on there.

Sometimes wishes do come true...

I have been single - ish since the summer of 2008 when the X and I separated.  It's been an interesting almost three years full of some good dates, one or two real relationships, terrible dates, horrendous dates and humorous dates.  All in all - I wouldn't change a thing!  Those douchebags guys made me who I am today.

Since last winter (about 8 months ago) I've been stone cold single and I've loved every second.  I've been able to spend so.much.time with The Stinker and my friends.  I have been able to concentrate on ME.  I learned who I really am and where I really want to be. 

I realized that while yes, I'm that girl who really does believe in fairytales and happily ever after.... I don't want to be with just anyone!  There need to be some sparks, some va va voom, some grown up communication!!  If I can't find that, then I'm perfectly happy being me.  A single me.   

I was on eHarmony this winter and got matched with someone that happened to be in Afghanistan.  He is from here, was going through a divorce and I'm sure he was super lonely half a world away.  He was looking to truly get to know someone and have a "pen pal ship" from across the ocean.  He was adorable, funny and it was fun to get an email once or twice a day from a handsome soldier. 

Well, fast forward to July and I'm head over heels in love.  Yep.  Love sucker punched me right in the gut with this one.  Crazy thing is, I think he feels the same way.  He comes home to Nebraska in about 5 days and I will find out weather this will finally be happily ever after for me....

To be continued.....

Here I am!!

I'm trying something new.  I had a blog for years that I tried to keep up with - it was honestly full of crap and totally boring. 

The reason for that??  FAMILY!  I have a sister and brother in law that are higher than mighty and super opinionated.  They read it constantly and because of that I absolutely censored everything that came out of my mouth fingers.  I also have an ex-husband (who will be known as the X) that knew about the old blog.  I don't bash him too much as he is the Stinker's daddy, but it was just a weird situation to not be able to say exactly what I was thinking...

So here I am.  I'm almost 38 years old.  I'm divorced and still waiting for my fairytale ending.  I *might* be dating someone I've never met (hehe... I've got lots of stories, huh?).  Most importantly I'm a mommy.  I am a best friend and I am proud to be ME.  Sassy, single momma. 

Let's see where this goes.... Should be fun!