Wiping Up SnotWiping Up SnotI am a stay at home mother to two children who are like night and day. This is their story. And mine. And my husband's. And a bit about my designer bag fetish, too. But, mostly its about the kids. Sometimes.
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Good morning, please don't be dead.
2007-03-08 01:55:00 I woke up this morning and immediately began thinking of Emma. To be more specific, I was thinking of Emma dying. And how horrible it would be. And what would we do with her "piwow?" She loves that pillow and the thought of her being all alone without her pillow was really bothering me, but the thought of me giving up both my daughter and her favorite thing in the world was killing me. It was a tough decision, one that hopefully won't have to be made until I'm long gone from here, but I did decide that she should be buried with her pillow. I know that everyone says mother's think of crazy scary life threatening scenarios and worry about their children all the time, but what the hell? Why am I deciding whether or not to bury my 2 year old with or without her pillow? I laid in bed, sobbing, debating for a good 30 minutes. Why? Where does this come from? And, more importantly, why doesn't my husband do that? Why does it have to be a mom thing? It would be nice if, just once, ... More About: Morning , Dead , Please , Good , Lease
And now he's dead.
2007-03-05 19:50:00 Chad and I went car shopping this morning. We pulled up next to a really cute silver Chevy Tracker. I was in love. I want an SUV, but we are trying to go cheap. This looked nice, yet inexpensive. To show my excitement I asked Chad if he wanted to have sex in it before we went and talked to the salesman. He responded to me by asking if I thought I would fit in the backseat. THE BACKSEAT OF AN SUV. Would I fit? After I kicked him in the balls he squeaked out that he meant both of us in the back at the same time having sex. He thought it would be a tight fit for both of us. Or so he says. Whatever. More About: Dead
Fashionably Late?
2007-03-04 00:11:00 Hey y'all! Welcome to the party! Sorry I'm so late, but hey...makin' an entrance right? If your knew to my blog, be sure to check out my 101 things on the About Me section over there on the right. I've only been blogging since November, so I thought I would pick my favorite post from each month and share it with you. Enjoy! NovemberDecemberJanuaryFebruary Alright, ladies and gents, I've done all the talking so far. Lets go mingle. See ya in the comments section! More About: Fashion , Late , Fash
Somebody lock my ass up!
2007-03-03 03:31:00 Hi. My name is Karly. And I have an addiction. No, I am not addicted to this. And certainly not to this. I really, really like this (and this and this and especially this), but I'm not sure if I would call it an addiction. (Chad might, but I wouldn't.) I am also not addicted to this. Oh, your right. I am totally addicted to that last one. But, thats an addiction I don't want to cure. I do, however, have an addiction that I would like help in curing. I am addicted to this. Every god damn night I microwave it all up and have a little piece of heaven. My ass can't take it anymore. Or rather, my jeans can't take it anymore. They are about to burst apart. I need help. Please someone, tell me where I can buy one of these. And, if you were wondering about the jack-o-lantern? Its staying up 'til the realtor tells me to take it down. That should be a fun conversation.Thanks to all who voted. That was fun! More About: Body , Lock , Some
White Trash? Or Goth Chic?
More articles from this author:2007-03-01 19:00:00 I'm one of those people. You know the ones. They leave their Christmas trees in their living room window until mid January. They have big plastic Easter Eggs sitting on their front yard well into June. They have Christmas lights hanging from their roof in the middle of Summer. You hate those people, I hate those people, everyone hates those people. Which is why it is so funny that I have a big, orange, plastic sack full of rotting leaves sitting against my house in the front yard. Its a jack-o-lantern, yo. I am festive. I thought it was kinda embarassing when I realized that "oh, crap...it's November and I still have a big pumpkin bag in my yard." And then I forgot about it. Then came December and I noticed our neighbors had Christmas lights up and I still had Halloween decorations. "Hmm, maybe I should get rid of that? But, then the neighbors might see me and that would be embarrassing. I mean, maybe they just think I've died or something and thats why its still there?" And ... More About: White , Trash , Goth , White Trash 1, 2 |
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