Not Afraid

I can still feel you

Well! I want it!

Do you ever wonder about some people...........? Well, wonder no more!







Things I want:
Pepsi
Time
Peace of mind!
Humidity free nights to jog and not kill the dog.


I want that damn ice cold slushy Pepsi. I want it so bad, I can feel it like a metallic bitter taste in my mouth. You! Pepsi! You know who you are! I see you from time to time! I can remember how you felt in my hands. I remember how you tasted. I want you back.


But. No. I think I shall never drink Pepsi again. Makes me sad.


Want to see the coolest cat I know today? Whose cat? Who cares!

Uh-oh!

A day in the life!

Say What?

Yes, you heard me.

It's hot.

It's boring.

It's sooooooooo awful.

There's nothing good on TV.
There's nothing to do.
Can I have a snack?
Can I play dress up?
Can we play in the hose? - which read that as 'Momcanweplayinthehoseandsoak3setsofclothesandtrampinandoutofthehouseninetimesandsoakeverythinginthehouseandinthebathroomandmakehugemudpitsinthebackyardandthrowthetoyseverywhereandgettherabbitswetandgetthecatswetandthencomebackinsideandsaywearecoldsocanwetakeabathanddestroythebathroomevenmoreandthencollapseonthecouchandsay'-
There's nothing on TV.
Can I have tea?
Can I have dry cereal?
Can we go swimming?
Can we go to the creek?
Can I have company?
Can I spend the night somewhere?
Is there chocolate milk?
Can I make pink milk?
Can I hold a kitten?
Can I give Bolt my sandwich?
Is Dad coming home tonight?
Can we watch SpongeBob again?
Can we go get ice cream?
Can I have cheese cake?
Do we have anymore mini pizzas?
Why does Zac get to go to town?
Can I play the X-Box?
Can I color?
Did you say I could have a snack?
Can we play in the hose? (again)
I left my milk in the Suburban.
I forgot to put the tea away.
I forgot to swap the laundry.
I forgot to start the dishwasher.
I didn't know we couldn't have cereal.
I thought you said I could play in the hose.
I forgot to turn the hose off.
I left the rabbit hutch open.
I left my wet clothes all over the floor.
I put my wet clothes in the bathtub.
I spilled the shampoo on the floor.
Bolt ate my cereal!
Allie is in the sink!
Declan is choking a kitten!
Mom!!!!!!
Mom!!!!!!!
Mom!!!!!!!!
Mom!!!!!!!!!


It's 9:15pm. I'm going on my walk. See you children's latah.

Where yo Mama?

So, you're at the fair with your 5 kids, your nephew, and the cousin from across the street. You are keeping track of kids, letting the older ones go from ride to ride and checking in every 20 or so minutes.

You keep really good track of the little ones....21 months, 5, 7, and 9. As in 'you don't leave my sight' kind of track of them.

Yes, we are in BFE, yes it's a small 'everyone knows everyone else' kinda place, but hey, people lurk in THESE kinds of places for THAT.VERY.REASON.

So, at the little kid motorcycle ride, I have my 2 littlest ones. My BIL has his son and my 7 y.o on another ride. Here comes this doe eyed little boy. Bawling his eyes out. He MIGHT be 4.

Yeah. You guessed it.

"Where is your Mommy?" I asked.
"I don't know!!!" He blurts out and starts to wander again. I took his hand. I offered to stay with him while we found her. Another woman says to him "I think your mom is Jill, right?"

Nodding. Ok, so we're looking for his mom. I have no clue who she is. I put him and my 2 littlest on the motorcycle ride. Now I can watch him, without hanging on to him for dear life. We wait.

She is still looking for the mom.
I get a generic description of her and send my husband and BIL off to look for the strawberry blonde-hair in a clip-pregnant chick who SHOULD be frantically looking for her son.

She wasn't.

Are you fucking serious?

I had this kid a good 10 minutes. At least.

He gets off the ride, she walks up and hugs him. She walks off. I'm dumbfounded.

Hey lady, I found your kid. I didn't molest him, I didn't rape him, I didn't kill him. I didn't drive him 2 states away and buzz his hair off. You're fucking welcome.