I am a chef, I am a QA Analyst, I am a mom, I am a sister, a daughter, a niece, an aunt. I am a Mormon.
Whoa! Just kidding. Those commercials crack me up. I'm a catholic (my grandparents just rolled over in their graves). But I grew up Methodist. And I am all those things up there...all at once sometimes, which can get kinda crazy.
How bout this? I am a divorced mom of one, Gabby, who is hitting the teen years (Lord in all your mercifulness, save me). I am owner and BFF to one mutt of a dog named Jasper (because that is where my family is from...not from the Twilight books), that I love almost as much as my child...even when he does chew up my really expensive shoes....and he gets spankings just like she did too.
I am a soccer mom...I just can't help it. Especially when Gabby plays competitive soccer and we have to travel. My organizational streak freaks out when we have a disorganized coach...so I take that on too. It works. Things just get done my way. I am totally cool with that. No Super 8's for this mommy! (I could totally be Shelley Long in Troop Beverly Hills.)
I am surrounded by my family (seriously, they all live within a mile...including my ex...it's weird) and my wonderful friends. Although some of my most wonderful friends live far away....like the other side of the country far. (you know who you are).
And I am an individual. I beat to my own drum...and you can't hear it. And I am okay with that. My mold got broken the instant I was made. Seriously. God dropped it.
But anywho....these are my stories...I ramble, but hey...this is for me, right? It's like free therapy.
Whoa! Just kidding. Those commercials crack me up. I'm a catholic (my grandparents just rolled over in their graves). But I grew up Methodist. And I am all those things up there...all at once sometimes, which can get kinda crazy.
How bout this? I am a divorced mom of one, Gabby, who is hitting the teen years (Lord in all your mercifulness, save me). I am owner and BFF to one mutt of a dog named Jasper (because that is where my family is from...not from the Twilight books), that I love almost as much as my child...even when he does chew up my really expensive shoes....and he gets spankings just like she did too.
I am a soccer mom...I just can't help it. Especially when Gabby plays competitive soccer and we have to travel. My organizational streak freaks out when we have a disorganized coach...so I take that on too. It works. Things just get done my way. I am totally cool with that. No Super 8's for this mommy! (I could totally be Shelley Long in Troop Beverly Hills.)
I am surrounded by my family (seriously, they all live within a mile...including my ex...it's weird) and my wonderful friends. Although some of my most wonderful friends live far away....like the other side of the country far. (you know who you are).
And I am an individual. I beat to my own drum...and you can't hear it. And I am okay with that. My mold got broken the instant I was made. Seriously. God dropped it.
But anywho....these are my stories...I ramble, but hey...this is for me, right? It's like free therapy.
Blogs rule and Facebook drools. Keep it up sister!
ReplyDeleteI need continual comments to keep me motivated. You are slacking on your job. FB rulz!!! lol
ReplyDelete;-)