Mama...I'm coming home....

I'm usually an optimist but sometimes I just get so disappointed with what little bit of human decency people have left. What is wrong with our world? Why can't people live their own lives without meddling, gossip and lies? I'll never understand what it is that drives a person to want to hurt another one. I'll never understand why it's so hard for people to forgive and move on. And I'll never understand why people only expect the worst in others. Why they snoop and search and use everything at their disposal to find out what dirt they can get on another. It'll never make sense to me and THANK GOD for that.

But then I have to think how to I keep myself and my kids from falling victim to this when it's so prevalent in the world that we live in? I don't know the answer to that except to try to keep them from beings victims of it. By keeping them hopeful in people and our world. And by consoling them when it does fall in their laps. But I think the best thing to do for them is to remove any influence of this that I know of out of their pathways. So, that's what I'm going to do. And I'm doing it for myself as well. I'm tired of being sad, and heart broken and constantly having to explain my every action. I think it's time I get the hell out of here. See ya round...

Never Doubt Who You Are

My sweet friend Layney has been going through some difficult times as of late. A lot of change in a short period of time can be overwhelming. A move, a new job, starting school, being close to family again, yes that takes getting used to and can sometimes be very challenging, and a lot of other small things that go hand in hand with all of these things. Throw 4 kids and a husband into the mix and, well, you get the point.

Anyway...she's been a little down on herself. Thinking she's a bad mom and not smart enough to do biochemistry and not strong enough to handle all the stress of everything she's taken on. The fact of the matter is, she is probably one of the smartest and strongest people I know. She has gotten me through many a hard time with her wisdom, good advice, willingness to listen and big heart. She has picked me up from some of my biggest falls and when she couldn't she laid down with me until I was ready to get up on my own. She is a truly amazing person. Her 4 beautiful kids are smart, fun, witty, talented and very precocious. All of which they get from her.

She isn't afraid to stand up for what she believes is right. Even if she knows she isn't going to be listened too. She is probably one of the most compassionate people I know. I remember once when we were in high school we had to pick up a man from the hospital who had worked with my dad who was dying of AIDS. His name was David and on top of having the AIDS virus he was also very very unkempt. Layne walked over to this man sitting on his hospital bed, put her arms around him, lifted him up off the bed and let him lean on her all the way to the car. I have never ever forgotten that experience. Even I was leary of touching this man and I have always considered myself a very kind person. She didn't hesitate. She is an amazing woman. And I know she is going to be able to touch the lives of many in the new profession she has chosen.

I love you Layne. You are an inspiration to me. Always have been. I know you will pull through this with shining colors and anyone who ever doubted you, including yourself, will feel sort of foolish for ever thinking you couldn't do it. I am not one of those people. Stand strong my friend. You're not alone.

Are the Jonas Brothers the Hand Maidens of Satan? We have your answer here.

Ok. So, all of you know that I love Gary Lightbody. A lot. He's the lead singer of my favorite band and well, quite frankly, he has nice teeth. And I'm not afraid to admit that I have a bit of a Freudian oral thing that I have never been able to shake. Well, I was doing my daily reading on the Snow Patrol blog and this little entry of Garys made me smile so I thought I would share it. Mainly because it is something that I too am quite passionate about. Click and read my friends.

http://www.snowpatrol.com/blog/default.aspx?did=1248


I would like to join my voice with Garys in saying..."To all of you out there, may you enjoy lots of consensual and safe sex for all the days of your lifes."

Best Coast and Beach House. A little bit of awesomeness for you.

I love new music. Some here are two of my favorite newer-ish songs that I love. Funny that one is about boyfriends and the other is about lovers. I always say that I love love. Well, I only love love when I'm in it. And when it's being nice to me. Luckily for you, I am and it is. And because of that you get two new great music choices. You can thank me later.

The first is Best Coast Boyfriend. Great, fun, peepy song. Classic musical sound and fun lyrics. Just easy to listen too.

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And the second is Beach House Lover of Mine. More mellow. The lyrics are a lot deeper and actually their sound takes more getting used to but is really great if you can appreciate it.



Well, their ya go. Two new great songs from moi. Enjoy.

Sheer bliss at 70 mph

I love to drive. I really love listening to loud music while I drive. While running errands this morning, I was rockin' the "FAVS" playlist. A couple of songs that have made me happy for many years are on this list. And, because I cannot study for one more minute or my head will explode, also because I'm tired of looking at boobs, I'm gonna play a couple of those for you.

You are welcome.


I love the giggle... so cute.
Also- just a wee bit of personal trivia- the guy I went to prom with looks like he could be Michael Stipe's twin. Just thought you should know...

Here's another classic...


I have an overwhelming sudden urge to put my tiara on and go water skiing...weird.

Of course, there are a lot more songs on the playlist, but these two made me particularly cheery this morning.

I love being a girl

Sugar and Spice and everything nice. That's what little girls are made of. Ahh...isn't that sweet but then we grow up and we learn quickly that being nice and sweet and smart and giving and all that jazz really isn't all that important. What you do gotta have to make it in this world is boobs. You know...fun bags, dirty pillows, devils dumplings, gazongas, ta ta's, hooters, baby feeders, chesticles etc, etc, etc... And it doesn't matter what they look like. Big ones, small ones, saggy ones, perky ones, lumpy ones. We're an equal opportunity boob world. You just gotta have em. And know how to use them. I mean, seriously, these things are miracle workers. Never having to pay for drinks or meals. Never getting speeding tickets. Getting on the VIP list for clubs in Vegas (true story). Never having to worry about your horrible poker face cause no ones looking at it anyway. Looking great in practically everything you try on. Above the waste anyway. I've even gotten tires for my car for half price. That's huge and was done with nursing boobs so don't try that on an average day.

Anyway...my point is this. You can spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on college and have perfect etiquette and always know the right thing to say. Or...You can go to the local Target and get a push bra and a low cut shirt for $15.99 and achieve the exact same thing. You decide. I choose BOOBS.

To New Beginnings

There are times in life where choices are made and decisions are followed through with. This is one of those times for me and my sweet friend. We have been though a lot of changes both seperately and together.
Tomorrow is a day that we open new chapters. We are both 30 something mothers of four. We have great responsibilities and cherish our children more than I think they'll ever really know. We are both zaney and love life. But this past year was a tough one. Bad stuff happened. Decisions were made, some wise- some not so much... and reprecussions are still being felt. But we learned that we can deal with bad stuff and that we will eventually come out on top. There are a few scrapes and bruises...maybe even a skinned knee or two, but we made it through some nasty junk.
I like to think that in large part, we made it because we had each other and a few other dear friends to lean on when the sun just wouldn't shine. It's still partly to mostly cloudy, but there is light. And we love light.







I love you, best friend.