So here's the skinny. I am the lady of the house. I have five children, one seventeen year old young man , twin boys that are nine, and boy/girl twins that were born 9/08. I've been married to Robert for 18 years. Yikes, I'm old!!! I spend my days gardening, doing laundry and basically cleaning up after my unappreciative kids. When I'm done, they come home and wreck the house. That's when Happy Hour(s) begins. Then the whole thing starts over again. I'm not complaining....My family is my life. In the end that's all we really have that matters. You only get one shot at this, so be good to yourself. Life is full of choices. You can choose to be happy or you can choose to be miserable, I choose to be happy. People spend way to much time thinking that someone else has it better than they do instead of being grateful for what they do have. Who is going to dust all that shit when you're 80? Or does all that shit really mean anything to you when you're 80? I think not. I'm not perfect. Some would probably say I drink too much wine. My twins did a hell of a number on my abs, but I forgive them. Why do women think they need to fill their chests with plastic bags full of water? What will archeologists think of this when they dig them up a thousand years from now? ARE THOSE THINGS RECYCLABLE?!? SEX IS NOT A SPECTATOR SPORT....I'm just here to hook up with a few old friends and maybe find some new ones, so ADD ME!!
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