Random thoughts, rants, and saucy romance stories.
I've decided to start photoblogging. Along with each days entry, I will post a picture of some kind. Blogger has this really nifty tool to automatically add pics to the blogs. It is way less hassle than uploading the pictures to photobucket and then linking it to the blog.
Today there were tornado warnings in the counties around us. I was full of anxiety and I was inwardly panicking. I have this intense fear of tornadoes. I have nightmares about them at LEAST 5 times a month. Thr kids and I were having dinner with Phyllis and Shelley at their house, and I couldn't even carry on a conversation because I was freaking out so bad. Luckily, they know about my fear and weren't expecting too much out of me. After dinner we had popcorn and watched some American Idol thing. I haven't watched television in ages, and to be honest with you I can't remember anything that happened tonight on that show because I was just obsessing in my mind about a tornado coming to take us away to the wonderful land of Oz. We had this really yummy noodle thing with beef tips. It was sooooooo good, it had tons of onions, my fav!!
My chunk left...And man I miss him already so much. He left Thursday afternoon. That was a lonely drive back from Springfield,and a lonely trip up the stairs to our lonely apartment. Ugh. We had a really great visit though, and I feel like we're much closer. We were super close before, but now it's a whole new level. I am so thankful to have met him, and have him in my life, and my kids lives. They love him so much! The day after he left Hollie was having an argument with me over the fact that he was gone. She said, " Where Chunk Mommy?" and I told her he went back to Colorado, and she screamed , "NO MOMMY! WHERE CHUNK???". HeHe. It was really cute, she just did NOT believe he had gone. Bubba just toddled around the house investigating. He hasn't gotten lippy with me yet. Oh my, I just morphed into my mother. She used to always say, "Don't get lippy with me girl." Yikes.
My wedding invitations are coming along AWESOMELY!! Wait...Is that a word?
This is the longest I've gone without blogging I think. Chunk got here on Monday and things have been so awesome. He's great with the kids, and they just love him to bits.
I was so right. I DID have a virus. Not only did I have *a* virus, I had 11 of the little buggers. I had to break down and go purchase an actual anti-virus program this morning because the PC situation had gotten way out of hand, and my computer's efficiency was deteriorating by the minute.
I am going to scream. My PC is having major malfunctions and nothing is fixing it. I thought maybe I got one of those worms....but I didn't. Then I thought it was spyware, nope. I have no idea what is wrong with it, only that they are a series of small annoyances that are building up, and eating away at me to the point I was to kick the hell out of my tower. I am so angry right now, perhaps I will blog when I am in a better mood. Later jerks.
I took one of those silly internet quiz deals, and I decided to share it because I thought it was kind of funny. I am the Goddess of Anger,and I am weak against coffee haha. I wanted to share why I found this so humorous. When I was a teenager, I worked in a coffee shop my mother was buying from a woman named Robin. My older sister Lorie worked there full time, and I helped her out, but usually ended up doing most of the work. I made coffee drinks all day long, and I used to love to make my own creations. I was seriously addicted to coffee, my sister and I could not start our day without running down to this place by our house called "Latte Da" to get an iced mocha, or a carmel latte. It got to the point that if I didn't get my morning coffee, I would have a terrible headache all day. I started having panic attacks that year, and they were very severe. I ended up in the ER many times from hyperventilating and freaking out my family. I was refferred to a Psychologist and later a Psychiatirst, and they both agreed one thing. I had to stop the coffee. They asked me to eliminate all caffeine from my diet asap. So I did, and I had a very hard time with not drinking coffee. I would drink decaf latte's and mocha's, but sometimes I could still feel the effects of the caffeine, or at least I believed I could. My paranoia of caffeine became so great that I actually didn't eat a bite of chocolate for almost 2 years. My dad helped me break that fear by taking me down to the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory for some fresh fudge, where we happily gorged ourselves silly. I had a panic attack. My brain was trying to fool me to believe that all the fudge I had eaten had made me have it. I remember getting really angry with my father too, because he was the one who told me I would be fine. This whole experiement was to show me that I wouldn't die if I ate chocolate. Thanks Dad!! When I started investigating the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints when I was 18, I learned that we are not to partake of coffee or tea. It was easy for me to accept the Word of Wisdom, because I was pretty much already living by those guidelines. However, over the years since my anxiety attacks decreased dramatically, and my love for coffee returned, it has become a very difficult thing for me. I absolutely love the taste of coffee, and even though I would never drink caffeine again in my life (caffeine still makes me jittery and anxious), I have slipped up and had a few decaf coffee drinks over the past 2 years. Coffee really is a weakness for me. It's like a drug. Though I haven't had coffee in quite some time now, Whenever I walk past the coffee grinders in the grocery store, or catch a whif off some coffee brewing at the mall, it makes me salivate. I miss it a lot, but it is an obedience issue for me. I know that the one time I give in and buy one, it will become OK for me to do it again in my mind. Growing up non-LDS and having two parents who have drank a pot of coffee each for the last 21 years, has made it a real struggle for me. I was raised so differently from how the Gospel teaches us we should live, and it is always a day by day struggle. I know it is worth it though and that is why I continue on. So anyways, I am rambling, but this silly little quiz was right, I AM weak against coffee!
My throat is scratchy this morning, I think because I slept with my window open. It was pretty warm, but a slight nip developed in the air in the wee hours of the morning. I did not want to get up this morning. At least I was awoken by the sweet serenading of my almost-18-month-old baby boy. Yes, I still refer to him as my baby boy. He will always be my baby, he has such a sweet disposition. Hollie is no longer my baby, she's my teenager. She is pushing to grow up so fast already, you'd never know she were 3 if it were not for her extremely small stature. After Bubba serenaded me to my feet, I went and got him and brought him to my bed, where we just lounged around with a fleece blankey for an hour and a half. That hour and a half was very much needed, and I am now bright eyed and bushy tailed and ready for the day.
Random thoughts, rants, and saucy romance stories.
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