What the Hell did you think I said?!

I remember bath time as being so much fun. I had certain barbies that came in the tub with me and it was especially fun when my mom would come in and take a crap while I was in there. "the other bathroom is occupied," she would say. I gagged often as a child.
This weekend my brother, sisters and I are throwing my mom a suprise 65th birthday party. We are so excited. Family and friends are flying in for the event and so far mom has no clue whats happening. I'm trying to help her decide what to get for her next tattoo. She got her first when she turned 60 and she says that its time for her second. My mom is awesome. I wish all moms were as awesome as mine is. I hope I'm as awesome a mom as my mom is. Depends on how much my kids are like me I guess...don't know if I could handle more than one of my attitude in my house. Sorry Jeff. I know its rough...but get over it already.

We went to the state park this weekend and took a stroll around the lake. It was beautiful out and the colors were amazing. I wish everyday could be like Saturday.

So, I found out that we will find out what the sex of this next baby is on December 21st. I can hardly wait that long...I'm dying to know. I really think that its another boy, but Jeff is trying to convince me that its a girl. I have to remind him that biologically, I can only make girls, its all on him from there. I don't care what we have...I'll have 5 boys, won't that be fun. I'll line them all up and see who can pee the farthest in the yard, or better yet, who can make their stream reach the neighbor's dog.

Ahh...what will life be like in 10 more years?

Where has all the milk gone?

my 10 year H.S. onion

So, baby and I took a trip earlier this month out to San Diego to A: see dear old friends, and to B: attend my 10 year High School reunion.
It was great to be back in San Diego...I feel so at home there...so comfortable, I always wonder why I left, or why I didn't make Jeff move out there instead of following him to Nashville. Guess I would rather have him than anything.
Anyway...so I went to my reunion which was held in the basement room of the House of Blues. There was an open bar for the first two hours and you can bet that everyone there was double fisting those drinks during that time. A lot of drunken fools if you ask me.
For the most part everyone was nice and has done really well over the past 10 years. Some have families and others are sluts still looking to get drunk and have a good time. It was odd to see everyone as 10 years older than the last time I saw them. It was odd that all of the "popular, pretty" girls has husbands that were short and sub par. Guess we all expected them to marry a hunk/model. Well...that wasn't the case.
I carried with me one picture of Jeff and Israel. I got so many compliments too...several that Izze is the cutest baby ever (of course I know that) and even more that Jeff is "hot" (you're damn right he is!)
I did have one dissapointment for the evening...well, I shouldn't say dissapointment, but disgust rather. About half way through the night, one of my old, old friends arrived...we were good friends all through elementarty school and even through Junior High. Once we got in H.S. though, we went our seperate ways...not because of a fight or anything, but because I was in the band and she bacame a cheerleader. Anyway...I saw her, I went up to her to say hello and she gave me a puzzled look and simply said "I'm sorry, I don't remember you." okay...so I was shocked. She was way wasted, on what exactly, I don't know...and she was dressed like a total hooker. I know she has an 8 year old kid, and I would have thought that because she is a parent, that she would have been a little more mature. Anyway...so another friend of hers and of mine (again from elementary school) came up to us and said "hi Amy." I said "thank you" and walked away. I wasn't about to waste anymore of my time on her. I was just in the mind set that I paid $70 to go to the reunion and I'm going to talk to everyone that I can. But she totally screwed that up. What do I care anyway? I so wanted to slap her across the face. And to hear eveyones comments as she walked by "oh gosh, look how short her skirt is..." stuff like that. I hate to say...but it made me glad. The bitch had no clue. and she thought that she was as cool as she ever was. Poor thing.
Man, I can't wait until my 20th. By then I will have had several more kids, and tummy tuck.

California...I miss you. I miss all my close friends that I grew up with. The ones that know me and know my life...the ones that will always be my friends no matter what, because we understand eachother. I'll be back someday

Why cats rule over dogs

I have a cat...he's wonderful. His name is Louie and he's fat and snuggly and he poops in a box that I clean about once a week. He doesn't claw my furniture, or chew things. He is just there...as good quite company and to snuggle. Dogs on the other hand are needy and part of me tells me that I need to be afraid of them. I don't hate dogs...I just don't really like them enough to own one myself. I hear so many stories of dogs going totally crazy and chewing off the faces of their owners...owners that they've had for 10 years.
I was reminded of my dislike for dogs this weekend. I went to the Tennessee Association of Craft Artists fair at the big downtown park. I wore sandals because it was such a nice day out and I had Izze in his stroller. There were dogs there...a lot of them. Half of them tried to come up into Izze's stroller and lick him, or chew his face off. Izze didn't like this, it scared him. Then, I looked down to get the rattle that Izze had dropped and I noticed a rather large dog turd on the wheel of his stroller. It would not come off in the grass or anything. I had to use several napkins and wet wipes to get all this shit off of my property. I was pissed. I so wanted to scream and tell people to keep their damn dogs at home. There should never be so many dogs in such a crowded area anyway. What about people who are really afraid of them? Are they supossed to miss out on these events because of the dog lovers. I would like to kick a dog...if I could figure out which dog's crap I had on the stoller...I would have kicked it.
I'm mean, I know...but dogs are dumb.
Cats were the only self domesticated animal...did you know that? They were smart enough to figure out on their own that if they befriended a human, they would get food and love. That's great.
Whew...just had to vent some frustration. This pregnancy has taken me on the emotional rollercoaster of a lifetime. I am way more emotional with this one than with my first. I'm talking about sobbing, weeping saddest ever to total bitch and ruthless in about 60 seconds flat. Its really amazing. Hope it goes away once I get into my 2nd trimester...otherwise I feel really sorry for Jeff. But, alas, I've given him fair warning.

Today sucks!
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