Ohhh what a sad day, followed by a great night ( Read more... )

Things I miss about St. Louis ( Read more... )

About 8 years ago I was blessed with a beautiful child and a killer set of knockers. Really, I was. Before I was knocked up, my ribcage stuck out further than my boobs did! Then by the magic of HGH they just appeared...and never went away. The C Cup Sista's as my dear friend Stacy calls them (Hers are the Dynamic DD Duo). Not only are they larger, ( Read more... )

Oh what a day. One more week of Chapter 11, thank god! I went to visit at my new job this afternoon. I am so excited to go back ( Read more... )

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I survived! I made it to 29! The older I get the more I realize how lucky I was to have made it past 19. We were crazy kids doing stupid stuff. It scares me to think of what my child will be doing 10 years from now ( Read more... )

This is it, kids. Just a little more than an hour till I turn 29. I think I'm over it. For the last month I've evaluated my life, contemplated the future, assessed my situation and I've come to the brilliant conclusion that I just don't care. I'm happy with who I am and were my life is right now. Yes, I may not lead the most conventional life, but ( Read more... )

Less than 24 hours left till the last year of my 20's. Yikes. I have issues with 29. Probably because I don't feel 29. My child was goofing around one day and asked me if I acted my age or my shoe size. I thought about it for a while and the best I could figure was neither. More like my age minus my shoe size (8)? I dunno...I just don't feel like I ( Read more... )

Lawd I hate Mondays. I overslept this morning...by a lot. It's bad enough when just one of you is late, but when you have a pokey pickle kid like I do it makes you want to pull your hair out! But he's freakin adorable, so ya can't be mad at him for stuff like that. Aww...I love him ( Read more... )

In case you didn't know, or just thought I was odd...I have a slight case of the OCD. That stands for Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. This is why bowling and most everyday activities are so much more fun when done with me! Let me explain ( Read more... )