Here goes...
I have never before written a blog. I have never even tweeted. Shocking, I know.... So I am not even sure I'm doing this right- sad but true. I always thought bloggers were vain exhibitionists who simply wanted someone to oooh and ahhh over there blessed, cursed or completely effed up lives. I cuss. That was G rated...sit tight. But I have come to view blogs as basically literary temper tantrums. Thank God for the world wide web...
I am a divorced mother of three, um.... devil children, but they come by it honest. My oldest is a miniature version of myself. Her name is Kaia. Yeah, she's screwed. She is fairly certain her vast experience as a 9 year old enables her to control every situation with which she is presented. I take joy in deflating her balloon daily. And yes it has begun to backfire. My second born is a 50 year old man in a 7 year old's body who vibrates with energy and answers to the name of Dillon- well that is what I call him. He is occasionally a challenge as he is slightly OCD- "Mom, this sock is softer than the other one I need to change them NOW!"..... And lastly, is my charmer, Caleb aka Cal who has, understandably, uttered the "F" word more than once. I'm proud to say at least it was used in the correct connotation. I am a huge fan of "big words", although often used incorrectly, I feel they make me sound smarter. Especially to those that are less smart... So in conclusion I am tactful, disfunction at its finest. To be continued...
I am a divorced mother of three, um.... devil children, but they come by it honest. My oldest is a miniature version of myself. Her name is Kaia. Yeah, she's screwed. She is fairly certain her vast experience as a 9 year old enables her to control every situation with which she is presented. I take joy in deflating her balloon daily. And yes it has begun to backfire. My second born is a 50 year old man in a 7 year old's body who vibrates with energy and answers to the name of Dillon- well that is what I call him. He is occasionally a challenge as he is slightly OCD- "Mom, this sock is softer than the other one I need to change them NOW!"..... And lastly, is my charmer, Caleb aka Cal who has, understandably, uttered the "F" word more than once. I'm proud to say at least it was used in the correct connotation. I am a huge fan of "big words", although often used incorrectly, I feel they make me sound smarter. Especially to those that are less smart... So in conclusion I am tactful, disfunction at its finest. To be continued...
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