Generally speaking, I love life.Preschooler photography; Chabot; orange and blue ANYTHING, (GO GATORS!); two wheeled transportation on weekend mornings; eating like a fat ass; my Betta farm; mattress gymnastics; drinking more than I should in darkened rooms while jamming to LOUD house music and wearing tall stilettos- lollipop free; driving like a maniac on the dolphin; Peaches; 8-ball; Home Depot DIY stuff; Ebay & Craigslist; cut throat; a slew of whore freshwater fish that reproduce incessantly; the New Times; dominoes; breaking; the Rat; Preschooler story hour; cooking; Texas Hold 'Em online; GLASS; Nick's turtles: John & Isaac; down comforters that smell like vanilla; 9-ball; sunsets; and of course, scrapbooking for Nick.
I guess I'd like to meet people that either a) put a smile on my face, or b) put money in my bank account.Pretty simple huh?The rest of you cokeheads, liars, womanizers, shit talkers, thieves, cheats, drunk drivers, hypocrites, jealous ninnies, crazy dumb bitches & bad parents can all kiss my ass & keep as far away as possible from Nick & I! We don't care to meet ya'!That's right, I just tried errybadie... LOLIf we do meet, know this: I'm silly.
You're dangerous 'cause you're honest. You're dangerous- you don't know what you want. Well you left my heart empty as a vacant lot, for any spirit to haunt. Hey hey, sha la la,Hey hey. You're an accident waiting to happen. You're a piece of glass left on a beach. Well you tell me things I know you're not supposed to. Then you leave me just out of reach.
I never respond on time to the notices sent by the Columbia House Movie Club so I receive one movie per month...and the movies sit, shrink-wrapped, in a drawer in my entertainment center until one of my pals decides to jack one. Why I'm still a member is a bigger mystery than the location of Hoffa's body!
Note: I don't own porn...
It's in my closet. No, really, it is. Everything on the tube is pretty much the same story line- just different tits, ass and fashion I guess. Nothing current really grabs me enough to return on a weekly basis. Some perennial faves (& I don't want to hear any back talk from anyone) include V (want some skin?), Twin Peaks (FYI: I am BOB & I killed Laura Palmer haha), Dynasty (best fight scenes EVER lol), Mutual of Omaha nature shit, the Golden Girls (a slut, a nut, a teacher and her mama-what a gem!), Viva La Bam, Law & Order, Craziest Police Chase type shows and Fraggle Rock. On the cartoon tip, old school Scooby Doo, Ren & Stimpy, Mighty Mouse, the Smurfs, the Snorks, the Simpsons, Family Guy and Futurama.
My job calls for me to be a news junkie, which is a good thing because I am one!
Figure 'em out for yourself:"She was truest to them in the season of trial, as all the quietly loyal and good will always be.""Men don't forget how much they like you. So put down the phone.""Nicky has freckles -- they cover his face, his ears, and the whole back of his neck. Sitting behind him in class, Andrew once counted eighty-six of them, and that was just a start! If Andrew had freckles like Nicky, his mother would never know if his neck was dirty.""Las personas mayores me aconsejaron abandonar el dibujo de serpientes boas y que pusiera máa interés en la geografÃa, la historia, el cálculo y la gramática. Y fue asà como abandoné a la temprana edad de seis años, una magnÃfica carrera de pintor, descorazonado por el fracaso de mis dibijuos números uno y dos.""Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.""All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and when they catch you, they will kill you... but first they must catch you.""If you cannot cook it or peel it, do not eat it.""Give me rampant intellectualism as a coping mechanism."
'The Rat' is my hero for convincing me to have Nick!Before I was a Mom, I never learned the words to a lullaby. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on; pooped on; drooled on; chewed on; peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple little grin. I never sat up for hours watching a baby sleep. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.I never knew I would love being a Mom.Before I was a Mom, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.I didn't know the bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I became a Mom.
I ALSO didn't know or understand how and what my mom felt for me. She's my other hero for holding her tongue every time disrespectful nonsense, aimed at her, spewed from mine. After all, it does take a SPECIAL person to put up with me, and no one has done it longer than she has!
Lastly, every person, man or female, who has ever donned a uniform to serve and protect, regardless of branch or responsibility, is also my hero 'cuz God knows VERY FEW people have the balls to put strangers first!