You know her...

...she is "searching for a new tomorrow", always has a great post... hot hair and isn't afraid to tell you what's what.

Thank you for your kind words ...

Yo Adrienne: She's so damn cute. Busy little chick who has a great personality. She oozes cuteness through her writing. I admire her hard work and determination.

Thank you for the smile you brought to me today :)

My kids are asking questions...

Before you read this entry, please note that I am in no way putting down your religious belief or mocking your faith. I, without question, respect that every person has the right to their own faith and opinions...

I just ask that you respect my right to the same.

My kids are asking me questions about God and Jesus. What the heck do I do now?

The pre-school / daycare they go to is run by a Christian affiliated organization ... in my mind I knew that they would hear about God, Jesus and all that jazz at school - I knew that this day would come - but, I did exactly what I normally do, ignored it, tucked it all somewhere in a back corner of my brain, now I'm regretting that decision - I am really unprepared.

As a kid I was catholic. As an adult, I have been in denial.

I saw on a tv show one time that they think people with faith have something different in their DNA than those without faith. I admire the people with faith - I really do. I admire all of you that believe and don't doubt. That's my problem...

I doubt.

What about all of the other religions in the world? What if they are right? What if all I was taught was wrong? What? Who? How? Do we really know? Guess that's where that whole 'faith' thing comes into play, huh?!

I want to give my children the opportunity to make their own decisions about God - faith... Maybe it is time I start taking them to church, so they are able to have their questions answered. But, will they receive the right answers? Unfortunately, we do not live in an area of religious diversity. That would be great - we could visit different places, learn different things...

They are young. Only 4 & 5... questions are pretty basic at this point. But, I fear, the questions are only going to get tougher.

Wonder if anyone has a book with all of the answers they wouldn't mind lending me?

Disappointment is so ... disappointing

I have been there for my brother anytime he has called - for whatever he needs. I always thought that should I have a need arise - that my brother would be there for me.

I did. He wasn't.

I didn't need money. I didn't need him to lift any heavy furniture. I needed his time. Just a couple of hours.

Wouldn't do it. Not because he wasn't able. His plan for the day involved putting an impression of his ass into his couch.

Jack-ass.

I never thought that he wouldn't be there for me when I needed something. Disappointment is so disappointing.

Got Boobs?

Had to share!
What Religion is Your Bra?
A man walked into the ladies department of a Macy's and shyly walked up to the woman behind the counter and said, "I'd like to buy a bra for my wife.
What type of bra?" asked the clerk.
"Type?" inquires the man
"There's more than one type? Look around," said the saleslady, as she showed a sea of bras in every shape, size, color and material imaginable.
Actually, even with all of this variety, there are really only four types of bras to choose from. Relieved, the man asked about the types.
The saleslady replied: There are the Catholic, the Salvation Army, the Presbyterian, and the Baptist types. Which do you prefer?
Now totally befuddled, the man asked about the differences between them.
The Saleslady responded, "It is all really quite simple...
The Catholic type supports the masses.
The Salvation Army type lifts the fallen
The Presbyterian type keeps them staunch and upright
The Baptist makes mountains out of mole hills

Have you ever wondered why A, B, C, D, DD, E, F, G, and H are the letters used to define bra sizes?
{A} Almost Boobs
{B} Barely there
{C} Can't Complain!
{D} Dang!
{DD} Double dang!
{E} Enormous!
{F} Fake.
{G} Get a Reduction.
{H} Help me, I've fallen and I can't get up !
Can't forget the German bra. Holtzemfromfloppen

Hope ya'll had a good weekend! :)

Something in the water... sticking to beer.

I am sending out a warning to all of my friends... male and female alike.

In the past week, three friends have contacted me to say that they are pregnant...

I'm sure there is something in the water... you must avoid the water if you do not wish to be like my friends.

While I wish all of my friends the best - I am absolutely thrilled for all of them ...

I am sticking to beer... I'm sure it is the safer route! CHEERS!

I'm alive

Sorry. Fell off the face of the earth for awhile. Winter is tough... kind of hibernate, only coming out to do what must be done - even then, I find it is a struggle. I know, I know... wahh, wahh... but, I have no other excuse.

The weather here has been half-way decent for a couple of days - kind of gave me a pump of energy, thought I would peak my head out of my hole, no shadow yet... so, I'm inclined to stay out - at least for a couple of days!!

School is kicking my ass this semester. I hear it is the toughest one... the one where they weed out the weak from the strong. I am holding on like hell - hoping that I am one of the strong ones.

I was able to observe a surgery the other day - a carotid endarterectomy ... I was fortunate enough to have an AWESOME surgeon and staff in the room, they let me stand very close, answered my millions of questions and explained everything that they were doing. Amazing. I never thought that surgery would be where my interests would lie - but I find myself very intrigued!

Oh. Any suggestions on how to get my 4 & 5 year old to listen? They pretty much ignore just about everything I say these days. Nice. Didn't think that happened until middle school.

I am going to try to be better at this blogging stuff... keeping up with writing and reading too. I have missed it... but, I'm back now. :)