Two Mice and a Cracker

I made a decision that I’m not going to post on FB when I update my blog.  Let’s face it, there are peeps on my FB page that I just don’t want knowing about my blog, and I really don’t have the time nor energy to track down their ip addresses and block them one by one.  And really, that’s just not me anymore.  Not really.  So how do I let my adoring fans, all apparently 6 of you, (from NLR, Hurst, Cabot, Ft. Worth, Shreveport and LR!!!) know that I’ve got something new and (harhar) exciting posted up?  Right now, I’m just hoping that every couple of days you’ll decide to stop in and see what’s going on in my world, at least until I come up with a better plan.  Unless you have a better plan, that is.  The one drawback?  I openly admit to anyone that I crave instant gratification, and there is some mighty fine gratification to posting something and seeing it read the same day.  Yeah, I’m a little shallow like that.  Got a problem with that?  Too bad.  You’ve arrived at the wrong blog if you do.

In other news, after being sick for two days with a stomach virus and not listening to news at all, I was surprised to arrive at work today only to find out that apparently White Death 2011 Part Deux is supposed to arrive tomorrow.  WTF?  I’ll believe it when I see it, and laugh at all those peeps rushing to the store for their milk and bread tomorrow.

Oh – one last thought.  I never claimed to be some great writer.  Reading the blogs of my friends, I find their posts to (mostly) be deep and intellectual and meaningful.  I just don’t have it in me to write like that – I CAN, but it takes too many brain cells, and too much time that I just don’t have these days.  You get what you get – it doesn’t mean I’m not capable intellectually by any means…again, it comes down to a time and brain cell availability –   Which is mostly just a lot of rambling.  You may occasionally get a well written post, and when those little tasty nuggets come out to you, pop it in your brain like the yummy morsel you know it will be and enjoy it.

Thus far, I haven’t posted nearly as often as I would have liked since my initial “I’m Back!” post…but hey…I’ve had a horrible stomach virus.  Started with Peter, then Hailey, then me, now Brittany.  We’re just waiting for Ray to get it, and chances are, he won’t be touched by it.

Definitely feeling better now.  Will post more later when I have the time…or make the time.

I, too, like several of my friends, have wanted to start blogging again for a while now.  I just haven’t been able to find the inspiration to start back up that wouldn’t result in my sounding like the whining, nagging crazy lady from down the street.  You know the one, fourth house on the right, she chases the kids out of her yard because they’re killing her grass and her idea of a solution involves fishing string, good homeowner’s insurance and a damn great attorney… yeah..her.  I don’t wanna be her.  Or at least, I don’t want all of you to relate me with her.

Fact is, life has been freaking unreal these last few months.  With the birth of Stinky Gringo Pete (as my husband dubbed him earlier today) I have realized that my life is pretty much not my own anymore.  With the girls at 11 and 16, we had really gotten accustomed to doing pretty much whatever we felt like, when we felt like it.  Now, all that shit takes planning; gone are the days of the spontaneous movie or 11pm grocery run.

Except for the birth of my son, 2010 pretty much sucked ass.  In January I was laid off from my job that I didn’t care for, but I liked the people I worked with (some of them, anyway) and I definitely liked the steady, reliable income, even if it wasn’t as much as would have liked to have been making.  Ray changed jobs in September after something like 13 years at his previous job, and I admit it was nice to have the extra income the new job offered.  But then he was laid off, right before Christmas, and, as the primary bread winner for the family, that pretty much sucked the big one right there.

On the other hand, the birth of my son, my youngest daughter’s realization that she in fact did NOT hate her brother, and becoming almost entirely out of debt, except for the house note, Ray’s truck note, and my student loan, were some seriously KICKING parts of 2010.  Like, totally awesome, even.

So far, 2011 has not been that great either.  Oldest daughter had a car accident before we made the 2nd payment on her car, that was $10K worth of damage.  Ray still isn’t working, which means no health insurance for us, and Stinky Pete can’t seem to stay away from ear infections (further complicated by the fact that he seems to have a penicillin allergy).  I know I have done some stupid and crazy shit in my life and this is probably karma biting me in the ass, but really?  When does it let up?  Because me?  I am SO done with the negative crap for a while.

So there it is, pretty much the update of my life up to now.  I look forward to seeing ya’ll pretty little ip addresses on my blog ip tracker again, you’ll know where to find it, at the fourth house on the right.
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“You were born an original. Don’t die a copy.” – John Mason