Hubby is proud that I wanted to do this and that I actually did pretty well. Watch out!
Watch out!
For my 30th birthday I wanted to shoot a gun for the first time. Here is how it went...
Hubby is proud that I wanted to do this and that I actually did pretty well. Watch out!
Hubby is proud that I wanted to do this and that I actually did pretty well. Watch out!
Long time no post
I've been a bad blogger on this one. I want to keep it positive here, but it's so hard to avoid complaining and venting on here. I have been so fed up with my almost-3-year-old that I want to scream... and I do. It's really sad how much I am yelling lately. The boy can't hear simple instruction of any kind. But he can sure hear the birds outside and the cats knocking stuff over in the other room.
So besides being busy with keeping his blog up to date and trying to stay positive on there, I am feeling really occupied with home projects, keeping the house clean, researching Seattle area living and my desk job. Ugh. So much to do and my book club book was due for a review two weeks ago! I just can't sit down and finish it. I get to bed so late, read for a few minutes then my eyes get so heavy, I can't go on.
So if you have any advice for not losing my head over Liam's antics, please let me know. I should probably just go get my Prozac refill, but that entails visiting the doctor, a co-pay for that and then the trip to the pharmacy and the co-pay on that. Ugh again.
But isn't my child so darling? Why can't I be more patient with him disobeying and ignoring me?
So besides being busy with keeping his blog up to date and trying to stay positive on there, I am feeling really occupied with home projects, keeping the house clean, researching Seattle area living and my desk job. Ugh. So much to do and my book club book was due for a review two weeks ago! I just can't sit down and finish it. I get to bed so late, read for a few minutes then my eyes get so heavy, I can't go on.
So if you have any advice for not losing my head over Liam's antics, please let me know. I should probably just go get my Prozac refill, but that entails visiting the doctor, a co-pay for that and then the trip to the pharmacy and the co-pay on that. Ugh again.
But isn't my child so darling? Why can't I be more patient with him disobeying and ignoring me?
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