FUN TIME

I lifted this from Carrie who lifted this from Miranda… hope you all don’t mind! I need something light hearted and fun! J
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[in the morning i am]: busy with muchkins.[love is]:a babies smile.[i dream about]: Vin Diesel falling desperately in love with me.
W I T H .T H E. O P P O S I T E. S E X-[what do you notice first?]: height…can’t do short men…

W H O-[is your hero]: I’d like to emulate Martha Stewart;) in a french maid outfit![makes your heart thump]: my husband.

H A V E .Y O U .E V E R-[fallen for your best friend]: no

D O .Y O U / / A R E .Y O U-[could you live without the computer?]: yes, just not without a phone.[what's your favorite food?]: spagetti[whats your favorite fruit?]: pears (only in season)[what hurts more? physical pain or emotional pain?]: emotional[trust others easily?]:no

N U M B E R-[of times i have had my heart broken? ]: once, thanks to my husband[of hearts i have broken?] : none…[of boys i have kissed?] :lol… ummm….hmmm[of girls i have kissed?] : two or three[of drugs taken illegally?] : pot maybe three times…[of tight friends?] :3, my sisters…[of cd's that i own?] : that I listen to…. 3[of scars on my body?] : two…one from my c-section and one from a childhood accident.[of things in my past that i regret?] : nothing. I believe that I’ve done everything to the best of my ability.

O.T.H.E.R. T.H.I.N.G.S.-[i know]: that I will never be a size 6 and I’m fine with that.[i want]: to have enough energy to keep up with my son.[i have]: been blessed with a wonderful family.[i wish]: I could make the world an easier place to live in.[i hate]: Not being able to fix everything….oh, and Beth[i miss]: having the fearlessness of a child.[i fear]: not being able to outlive my husband.[i hear]: the gentle snores of infants.[i love]: baby giggles.[i ache]: for romance[i always]: over analyze a situation.[i dance]: and let the music take over my body.[i don't always]: keep my promises[i write]: words from the heart that never reach the mouth.[i can usually be found]: with child on hip.[have you ever played a game that made u take off clothing?]: nope[if so, when and with who]: umm…[favorite place to be kissed?]: on the back of the neck.[have you ever been caught "doing something"]: not by anyone I didn’t want to catch me.[druggie]: nope[gang member]: nope[daydreamer]:not enough to be considered creative[alcoholic]: nope[freak]: oh yeah….[brat]:undeniably[sarcastic]: absolutely[goody-goody]: rarely[angel]: nope[devil]: nope[friend]: sometimes too much of one…[shy]: occastionally[talkative]: depends on the mood, the company, and the booze. lol[adventurous]: I'll try anything once... [intelligent]: not as much as I would like to be..

S.E.L.F-A.N.A.L.Y.S.I.S-[your best feature]: feet[you are]: independent cause i've had to be[your biggest flaw]: self indulgence[most annoying thing you do]: don’t take out the garbage.[biggest mistake you've made this far]: marrying someone i love[describe your personality in three words]: very big mouth[the physical feature for which you are most often complimented]: recently it’s been my hair… it’s awesome[person you regret sleeping with]: hmmm….jack.[a smell that makes you smile]: puppy breath[a city you'd like to visit]:New Orleans…. Love it. Oh and LA…just curious.[a drink you order most often]: coors light, white wine spritzer or screwdriver[a delicious dessert]:ambrosia salad[the music you prefer while alone]: some chick that I can sing along with…Alannis Morrisette or Gwen Steffani. [a film you could watch over and over]: Twister….or Finding Nemo[a TV show you watch regularly]: Extreme Home MakeOver or The Medium [your transportation]: the mommy van[under your bed or in your closet you hide]: nothing….no room![something important on your night table]: books…lots of books[something you like about yourself]: my ability to get back on my feet and start over after something bad happens.

Twins....How do people do it?

My sister went to Ireland this week and left me with her ten month old. I don't know how parents of twins or triplets or anyone with more than one baby at a time, does it. I mean it. I'm exhausted. It might have to do with them both being sick with the stomach bug and me being sick to boot, but my ass is seriously dragging. MAJOR PROPS TO ALL MOTHERS, FATHERS, OR CARE TAKERS OF MULTIPLE INFANTS. You people definitely have a death wish. That's why I never want more than one baby.

Update one the WET NUTS. They have moved from my dining room table and are now sitting on the hall shelf. A place my husband swears he needs to put them so that he can remember to take them. Needless to say; the wet nuts have not left the building. Oh, and she called his cell phone the day -before-yesterday. I'm beginning to think that I'm being a little to lenient...or as my mother says... I'm stupid.

Please feel free to offer advice about what I should do to handle this situation. I have obviously not been handling it....

My sisters came in on Sunday and we went to karaoke, where they both proceeded to pick up guys to take home with them. Sluts. At least that is what the donor called them. He thinks that he may be getting too old, because his thinking is a little more conservative now. Anyway, Dee's man is kind of sticking by her, which is a nice change. She's in Ireland and he came over my house to find out what kind of flowers that she would like when he picks her up from the airport. Hell, I've NEVER received flowers from the donor. Not even when we were dating. Plus, he is offering to help build my back deck and to put a cap on the 2nd floor loft! Once I talk to Simon I will get the ball rolling on those projects.

Once my sisters left the kids got sick, and I had one of the boys stay home from school, plus the neighbor's kid. I had to take him to Karate class. Twice. I'm supposed to watch Evan tomorrow and I'm gonna collapse. My friend Allison says that I take on too much. You think? Plus, I dropped the donor off at the airport, and have to pick him up tomorrow. Three kids... what a trip that will be. Funny enough, the donor had the balls to bitch about the house not being clean. I WAS PISSED!!! I told him that I didn't realize that he married the maid. Men are dipshits. Hell, all he does is blog when he gets home and I don't give him a hard time about it!

He did get a proper send off. We broke in the new couch. I was straddling him facing him and looking out the window....it was nice. It didn't last long enough for me, but I do want to try it there when he returns.

Sheesh....well, I'm about to fall over. I need to sleep. I'll update soon on the nuts.

It's good to be home

I am so very happy to be home. Even if it is a mess. Two weeks on the road is just way too long for me. I didn't realize how much of a home body I have become.

Mardi Gras was awesome, although it looked pretty grim starting out. The donor and I met up at the airport and he took me back to the Renaissance Arts Hotel on Tchapatolous {sic}. It was gorgeous. Art deco and bright colors. All me. The room had plush towels and down comforters. Ahhhh.....

We went to dinner at the restaurant downstairs. LA COTE is the name. French cuisine. Expensive, but good. Then we adjourned upstairs for a little romance. No baby, no TV, just the donor pounding into me from behind. My head buried in the pillows, his body lying on mine. My stomach was pressed against the mattress and just as the donor came I pushed him off and ran to the bathroom in pain. FOOD POISONING!!!! I was so sick. We almost went to the hospital to have my stomach pumped. It was pretty bad. I'm not sure what it was that did it, but I was a little leery of La Cote.

The second day came with a torrent of rain, but I was not about to be kept inside. I dressed warmly and went shopping in the French Quarter. Then I saw a street performer shivering in the rain. She was nice, welcomed me to N.O. and we went our separate ways. I went to Cafe' du Monde to warm up and saw the woman again. I bought her a Late' and something to eat. It was too cold for her to be standing out there. She was trying to make her rent by being out there. It was sad.

That evening the donor and I saw a small parade and got some beads. We went back to the hotel and were playing around. He pushed me out of bed and I decided to dive back in. It was pitch black, so it was a blind jump, but I still saw stars. Crack!!!! He brought his knees up to protect his groin and hit me in the nose. I think it might be broken. It still hurts. Oh, I cried.....

Fortunately, that was the end of the bad start. The weather cleared, I hit bourbon St. and saw a guy in a pink babydoll nighty, thongs and combat boots, and we got to enjoy the Muses parade. Simon got a shoe.... it's a Muses thing. He was so excited. We also got TONS of beads.

The baby missed me. He was all smiles when I went to pick him up. I missed him, too. I didn't realize how much I would! I stayed with my sister for a week, and met up with the donor on the weekend. We went out on Saturday and got drunk.

I found out that my baby sister gets beat up by her boyfriend. I told her to come and stay with me, but she won't. She got engaged to him this weekend. I don't understand that. I won't go into it, but I'm really frustrated and upset by the whole thing.

I did get something accomplished between the boozing and the sickness that fell everyone. My nephew is now in school. His crack head mother wouldn't take him to get registered. So I took him and got his shots, his sscard and registered him for school. Some parents just don't deserve their children.

Now I'm home and things are back to normal. Miller/EJ is cock blocking the donor and I have a mess to clean up.

It's good to be home.