Holy Shitballs

Okay, so I figured out why it is I stopped blogging.

#1 - I wasn't writing from the heart... my messed up, topsy turvy, mixed up heart. Everyone is so damn nice in their blogs, so damn cute, Leave-It-To-Beaver-Afternoon-Mother, and cookie cutter styled (and I love it, dammnit... who doesn't want to be that organized and disciplined in their writing and work?) but that really isn't who I am.

#2 - The only thing organized about me are my dreams and my work.

#3 - I'm foul mouthed. Seriously, even now I'm censoring myself and it takes concious effort to do this!

#4 - Style? LMFAO, yeah okay. Grab your sweats and a tank top, hair in a bun... this is the Educator Who Uniform.

#5 - Everyone who features their homes in their blogs... I turn freakin Elphaba from WICKED green with damn envy in my tiny apartment. That I share with my Mr. Who, our two pups (tiny chihuahua rat thing and the 11-month old horse they told me was a boxer), my momma (Gotta think of a blog name for her... hmmm) and now my brother-in-law (again, NAME?!). So home decor stuff thangs... yea not my forte right now... although I have considered added padding to the walls...

#6 - I clean every day.

*by "every day" I mean it... in my head I remember to remind myself 20 times that the living room needs sweeping, dryer needs to be unloaded, trash taken out, dogs bathed....

So this is the real me. All freakin out there, and I want to try to update this more often.

Let's see how this goes!

P.S.- HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY, BABY BROTHER! I LOVE YOU!