when she doesn't want to do anything? i hate days like today. no motivation. no passion. no nothing. oh, except emotional eating. i won't even begin to tell you what i ate today. take my word for it...i'm a wretched pig. now i know why i'm this way. it happens the same time every year. it's hunting season. and it begins tomorrow. (well, actually it began september 1st with sighting in of scopes and guns and talk of units and perusing of topographical maps and shopping for more hunting gear and ammo and anything camoflague.) it goes on until the end of january. it makes me crazy. crazy i tell you. but it does make the boy i live with very happy. i try to be excited for him. to act like i'm interested. he does love it so. but it is just too much. too dang much. i have dead animals on my walls. stuffed dead animals. just how is a girl supposed to decorate around stuffed, dead animals. i love you babe. but somethings got to give. otherwise you're gonna be left with one real fat mama!
i am wife to 1, mother to 3, mil to 3, nana to 10. i love family, interior design, before and afters, black and white, pink, brighton, summer, mountains, coke zero, patty tacos, and my faith. honesty and loyalty are important to me. i'm glad that i still get butterflies when the boy i live with comes home. i wish i were thinner, smarter, and wittier. i wish i had better handwriting. but i am happy, satisfied and grateful. my pocketbook is full.