Tagged

Ha! And Michelle probably thought I wasn't looking ;-)

So here's "THE RULES""According to the rules...Each player of this game starts with the "6 Weird Things about You." People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says 'you are tagged' in their comments and tell them to read your blog!"

Here are my six weird things:

1. My husband and I dated for two months before we were married. We met at the Non commissioned Officer's Academy and had a secret romance for about a month, then we dated long distance for a month then got married. This was almost seven years ago!!

2. I have no clue who my father is. Well I have some clues, but they are all mixed up between two men.

3. I talk to myself. Yep. All. The. Time. Weird ay.

4. I was once in the newspaper for catching a big fish. Yeah, and I was four years old :-) It was a flounder, and it was almost as big as me. I was wearing a little bikini with way too much sand in the crotch.

5. I walk in my sleep occasionally. Yeah I wake up bumping into things, like walls.

6. I'm a hussie.

And six people to tag...wow.

Lisa, Kristen, Nicole, Brenda, Tasha, and Caelyn.

So we went to Disneyland

We were at Disneyland all last week, from Tuesday through Saturday. I think that we mostly had a great time. Nothing was lost and only unimportant things were forgotten, so it seems as if the terror cycle is over. If you don't know, Disneyland has never been the happiest place on earth for me, it has been the site of relationship breakups and major messups on my part. Therefore I am so happy it went well.

I think the best part was that Kiara enjoyed the rides, and was tall enough to ride most of them. She even rode space mountain 3 times, and giggled the whole time!! She got to eat with Goofy and his buddies, and ended up with a Stitch hat and gloves that she still wears every day.

Annalyn fussed and wanted to be carried the whole time, so Lito and I traded off carrying her. She screamed like we were ripping off her legs everytime we tried to put her in the stroller, so that didn't work at all. Everytime we got in line for a ride she would fall asleep, or start screaming as soon as we sat down until the ride started...then once it did it was like a magic spell. She sat there in awe and watched the sights as we went through neverland or visited the hundred acre wood. That was the best :-)

Wow, It never ends.

So, right now, right this second, I hear screaming. This isn't anything new, in fact I feel like I am getting immune to it all sometimes. Someone is always screaming. Its not like I don't care, because I do, I just don't know how to make it stop all the time. Most of the time it is the baby screaming because she wants me to pick her up, or I won't let her eat all the paper in the house, or dig in the trash can...I am such a horrible mommy for that.

Now it stopped...oh wait its the other one's turn. Come wipe my butt. I hate those words. No one ever warned me about 5 years of butt wiping when I signed up for mommyhood. And you know when that is done the first words out of her mouth will be "Can we play a game now?" EVEN though we have been playing all day. We played Hide & Seek, Doctor (NOT the naughty kind, don't even think that), some computer games together, and some general silliness throughout the day. She loves it when I tickle her, or when I hug her tight and tell her that I am never going to let her go, and I love that she loves it. Those things make me happy.

Then there's the other one yelling at me. "Did you finish MY homework yet?" "When are you going to make dinner?"...I am thinking "When are you going to kiss my butt?" NEVER That's right. But life goes on and it is all good, because I am a woman and this is what I was made to do.

My first time

So yeah I have tried this a few times on myspace and 360, but that was more like telling people what they want to hear, or read, not what I am thinking. And the times I do try to actually type something meaningfull, there is inevitably an error, a blank post and I give up. So this is my chance to start fresh and make my mark. I just hope that I'm not as boring as I think I am ;-) Alas, tonight I will have to be boring as the baby is asleep on my arm and it is as numb as my heart.