Welcome to my world!

My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...

Wednesday, June 1, 2011


...doesn't that require a miracle? If The Daddler ever says something is great, wonderful, or just plain ole' good, as opposed to "pretty good", please nominate me.

i swear, he makes me crazy.

I'm sick of this shit. Good thing about Good House is that I have the whole upstairs to myself. And The D doesn't venture up. Also, I can play my angst-ridden cd's as loud as I want, do my stupid dancing around to them, or talk trash with FF, and I don't worry about The D one bit.

Or play Evanescence and get all Emo and try to duplicate Amy Lee eyeliner.

Sleep naked. I still keep a robe at the foot of my bed in case of a fire.

Practice my guitar. I have three chords and I can play Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star with fewer than five mistakes. FF was very transparent when he asked me if I'd had musical training after I surprised him with it. He must've wanted in my pants.

Men. Hard to believe that I'll be hangin' wid dude in a couple days. Let's hope he measures up. Because he's not the only game in town. But at the moment, he's my favorite...

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