I am real, honest and tell it like it is. If you are shocked and baffled by my behavior than it's obvious that you truly don't truly know me. I'm not a private kind of person that keep my feelings locked up inside. Instead I take the opposite route and open myself up to the world. Why should I hide? Why 'should' certain topics be off limits?
Judging is not in my nature so I have a hard time trying to figure out the people that do it. Are they, insecure and or uncomfortable in their own skin?
My 'dirty laundry' that I choose to air for the world to read is 100% REAL. I don't make this shit up, I live it. If I didn't hang out the laudnry I'm sure that I would have gone crazy a long time ago.
99.9% of the 'stuff' I write about here and things that are posted other places my family is fully aware of. I don't post to hurt or put down my family in any way shape or form.
My blog is MY ONLINE JOURNAL. YOU DON'T HAVE TO 'GET IT!' It's my place to vent, share and document moments in our lives that I see fit. You can read or you can move along...the choice is yours!
I ask you one thing of you. IF you follow my blog and/or are part of my life in the 'real world' DON'T look at me differently, just take it this for what it is.
~Enough said~
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Yesterday we spent a few hours preparing for the evenings festivities. My man carved an old skool jack o' lantern. The kid wanted to have NOTHING to do with it.
When I came home she brought out her inner fashion designer and whipped up a 'costume' for her father that looked something like this....
( The t-shirt reads, "GIVE ME MORE $!")
We had a dance party in the kitchen....
Then we did the Trick or Treating thing...
I stayed back in 'The Insane Asylum' while the hubs to the girl out searching for the goods. This year my daughter said that it was time that we turned our house spooky instead of cute. We had fingers and broken glass from 'the chop shop' in a bowl by our front door. I had a covering on the storm door that was dripping with 'bloody' hand prints that said, " Keep Out." The strobe light was going and horror movie music was playing.The kids seemed to have enjoyed it all...it was so NOT me but I went with it all.
It was a rainy evening..the good news is the temperatures were extremely mild. We had 1/4 of our normal crew show up. By 8:15 the lights were out and no more 'customers' were being accepted.
Another year down...how many days till Turkey Day!?
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One last thing before I go...SOME of you might totally appreciate this little story. Others might find it to be a disgrace. In any event I am going to write about it just because she was so clueless and innocent.
We were on our way to a Halloween dance on Friday night. I was praising her for being on her best behavior over the past several days.
Her:"Mom,don't say that cause every time you do I start acting up."
Me: "Oh yeah, I forgot..every time I mention that it seems like I curse myself."
Her: "I know how to curse with my finger."
Me: "EXCUSE ME, WHAT!?"
Her:" Yeah, you go like this" (shows me how she flips the bird.)
Me: "So what does that mean?"
Her: "It means 'FOCCER' just like 'SOCCER' only you drop the S and add an F!"
Me: Turning back around and silently laughing my butt off piddling in my panties. I ream into her how words like that are not tolerated or accepted blah, blah, blah...and were on earth did you learn this from? The name was dropped......
The moral of the story: Don't let your kid hang with the 'innocent' straight laced little 'foccers.'
