Re Xmas Pics: I don't know how I feel about that? Hmm. Last year we received a Christmas pic where this newly Divorced Dad literally photoshoped the Mom out. It was jarring to see the ridiculousness in that.
Last year I sent out a photo of just the kids picking out their tree in the farm. Foretelling? We always sent out a family pic before. This year will be the kids in front of the tree again but now it will not be by choice. I hate that.
MY H is sucking right now. Uh oh. Holiday blue hitting me. PMA. No. It is going down. The thought of those babies coming down the stairs to find presents from Santa and the family are all not here, the inlaws and my H and his Aunties. Breathe.
Donna- That is odd that the MIL made that request. It is kind of insulting to her Son but at least she recognizes you are the glue that holds your family together. Even in intact families, my mom used to say when your son gets married you lose a son, when your daughter gets married you gain a son. Thankfully your MIL stillsees you as a daughter.
Morgan- You have no idea how much you have become like a soul sister to me. I wish I could be like you. I don't know where I went wrong? I thought I was DBing so well but I have run out of gas.
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Me:38 H:39 MLC M:10 R:23 years D6 S3 Bomb: Easter, 2007 "Every day may not be good, but there's something good in every day."
ahem, jack, are you questioning my milf-ish-ness in general, or are you questioning the special bond with mk?
yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll believe the margaritas when I see them.
go sox!
mk, we've only ever done the kids for the christmas card picture, so that won't be weird. what will be weird is signing them...I think I'm just going to write, the T family, instead of what I normally would write (our names).
hoping the pics turn out. my friend usually does a great job, but my kids are notorious for not cooperating with pictures (weird faces, running off, etc), and I'm camera shy, so she has a tough row to hoe.
you are definitely my soul sister in many ways. I only wish I were as half as strong and independent as you are. I do. you are amazing, mk, and I admire you immensely.
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M-41 H-38 M-10 years, T-14 years Bomb-PA 3/19/07 Separated-6/7/07 Piecing/h back home 5/08 S-6 S-4 D-4
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
okay, have to laugh, thinking about christmas. not that its funny, but hey, maybe this year I should go ahead and do a letter. so many of our friends/family are from around the country, more than not don't know what is going on. omg, I have the funniest letter running thru my head.
S5 is doing so well in kindergarten. he continues to shock and amaze all who meet him with his academic prowress, and this summer, well, we were thrilled to find out he actually can catch a ball. once. by mistake. but he did it! its in the baby book.
D3 is a prima ballerina now, and even though her plies look more like squats, we know she'll be accepted by the boston ballet in the very near future.
S3 (aka, velcro) continues to dazzle us with his ability to separate from mom for 2.5 hours 2x a week for preschool. we hear he even observes other children as they go about their activity. big news, that. we are sure next year he may actually want to paint something himself.
H has had a very busy year. between screwing his wife and screwing his mistress, well, the very fact that he is still able to stand is a feat of immense proportions.
morgan, well, she continues to amaze all by merely getting up in the morning.
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M-41 H-38 M-10 years, T-14 years Bomb-PA 3/19/07 Separated-6/7/07 Piecing/h back home 5/08 S-6 S-4 D-4
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
lmfao at your letter!! I LOVE IT, send it as is!!!
I am so glad you had a great weekend, sorry about paying the price on Sunday though. Nothing a little pizza and sleep wouldn't fix. And HA! Your H talking to you about drinking is like my H talking to me about mine. I know my H drinks a bit more now to numb things.
I missed you this weekend! Must go look at the pictures.
caseymoocow, I haven't noticed any other aussies, I'm kind of thrilled to see 2 for some reason. makes the world seem smaller somehow.
jack, good to know you weren't questioning my milf-ish-ness, or, well, I guess I'd have to kick your ass twice.
will believe the margaritas when I see them. although you did have the perfect excuse for missing saturday. I know I would have gone to the game, too (sorry all).
lwb, I missed you! was about to send out a search party.
M-41 H-38 M-10 years, T-14 years Bomb-PA 3/19/07 Separated-6/7/07 Piecing/h back home 5/08 S-6 S-4 D-4
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
"I I I am a MILF don't you forget MILF don't you forget MILF don't you forget Baby, I don't need your cash
So Baby maybe I let your big wheel turn my fantasy Don't you throw your shade on me I've been drinkin' down your pain Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and wash it away wash it away wash it away wash it away" (Big Wheel)
Me29 H33 D9 months S2 S9(previous R) Sep 8-19-07 I file 11-5-07 H home (Retro) 2-15-08 "Today is the tomorrow of yesterday." -- S9
okay, going to hang my head in shame, but I don't know who tori amos is.
don't hate me.
does she really have a song about milfs????
since you are so good about posting lyrics, here is one of my favorites for you.
Mozella, Light Years Away
It's almost like you had it planned It's like you smiled and shook my hand And said "Hey, I'm about to screw you Over big time" And what was I supposed to do I was stuck in between you In a hard place We won't talk about The hard place
But I don't blame you anymore Thats too much pain to store It left me half dead Inside my head And boy, looking back I see I'm not the girl I used to be When I lost my mind It saved my life
It's how you wanted it to be It's like you played a joke on me And I lost a friend in the end
And I think that I cried for days But now that seems light years away And I'm never going back To who I was
'Cuz I don't blame you anymore Thats too much pain to store It left me half dead Inside my head And boy, looking back I see I'm not the girl I used to be When I lost my mind It saved my life
I think I cried for days But now that seems light years away And I'm never going back To who I was
'Cuz I don't blame you anymore Thats too much pain to store It left me half dead Inside my head And boy, looking back I see I'm not the girl I used to be When I lost my mind It saved my life
That life seems like Light years away, light years away
And that life seems like Light years away, light years away
M-41 H-38 M-10 years, T-14 years Bomb-PA 3/19/07 Separated-6/7/07 Piecing/h back home 5/08 S-6 S-4 D-4
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
