Life and other atrocities....

Almost 18 years ago, I gave birth to this little cutie!  She's my pride and joy, we've had some rough patches here and there but I wouldn't change a thing.

Motherhood is a job, more than most people would admit; and it's a difficult job when you are divorced from a former spouse.
It becomes heart wrenching when your former spouse's current wife likes to leave comments on Facebook and other places touting "her daughter's" talents and she didn't even give birth to her!! 

I know because this is what I deal with on a daily basis.  My daughter comes to visit a bit more regularly than she used to; she tells me of her troubles, her triumphs and her friends.  She doesn't try to hide who she is or crazy things she might have been thinking of doing.  

Now as my daughter nears her 18th birthday, its as though the step mother really needs to dig in those claws and let me know that I may not have been there all the time. And although I gave birth to her she forgets one important thing: I AM my daughters mother, 1st, LAST AND ALWAYS!!

Out with the Cold.....Er, Old!!!

The strange smells that greet me each day

when I open my front door from being

in the fresh outdoors!!

Egads....

is that leftover from dinner 2 nights ago,

Or is it my hubby's shoes.

Perhaps its what my neighbors have been cooking;

afterall, we live in a four plex and odors have a

way of travelling around.

No I think to myself...

its time for

S P R I N G  C L E A N I N G!!!!!

That wonderful feeling you get

from scrubbing your fingers to the bone;

the feeling of erasing your fingertips for a short while

if you're unable to find rubber gloves.

And all the while of my cleaning, in the corner of my eye

I spot my other half asleep in the recliner

and I have half a mind to tip him over!!

Why you ask me;

because......I can!!!!



Wordless Wednesdays

Big Girl Panties

So sometime last week, I was approached by a relative

and asked if I would color her hair.

At first, I said yes as it would be a way to showcase

my ability to do "cutting edge" color.

The more I thought about it and how much it would cost

to stock up on these colors and knowing

that she would not have the money to pay full price

I offered to do the service for half the cost.

And how did that go you ask?

Well, as of today and maybe I should mention that the relative

is only 16 or 17 years old; is now on the warpath of "punting"

fake people out of her life....me included!

Apparently, her boyfriend is "telling" her

that whoever came over last Saturday evening

was also talking about her behind her back?

I know for a fact, since I was there; that we were not talking about her....

we were talking about teenagers in general;

and remembering what it was like to be a teenager back when

and how we really had to mind our p's and q's!!!

So looking back at when I was a teenager, I sure did have it good!

I'm pretty sure I wouldn't want to be a teenager now

unless I could wear my BIG GIRL PANTIES all the time!!!