exercise your mind junk
i stole that post title from the Loverly SIL because i’m too brain dead to come up with anything.
i’m little concerned with all the celeb deaths..sydney pollack, harvey korman, cyd charisse, bo diddley, tim russert and now george carlin. just seems weird, like too much at once, no?
we went to hubbin’s family reunion on sunday, and while it was good to see relatives from out of town, it stirred up some same-ole-same-ole family bullshit that i don’t discuss here. thankfully the whole thing makes me even more determined to be a better parent.
still some what lonely and sad. no family (on my side) and few friends. boo is getting her little bitch on, now using phrases like “Don’t TALK to me like that!” “I want my Daddy!” “NO! I WILL DO IT! I SAID I WILL DO IT!” she terrifies me at times and i want to cry.
i rarely discuss body issues here, but my softness and curviness are starting to weigh on me (pardon the pun).
and i HATE that i can’t do anything longer than five minutes without rushing to do something Mom.