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I can't believe in less than two weeks I will be on my way to Indianapolis. If there are any D*landers in that area who want to stop and say Hi, drop me a line privately (email me or sign comments with you email and we can work something out, I;ll be next to the convention center at the Marriot).
I am feeling much older today. I am too young to feel this old, but apparently my body doesn't agree. Yesterday I let Warren talk me into going on a bike ride with him. He loves to ride bike, and I know we both need the exercise, I just like to be lazy. But what started out to be a normal short bike ride, ended up being a two hour excursion. We started with just a trip down to Dairy Queen about a mile or so. Then since it was only a few blocks away, we decided it was a good time to get Warren's hair cut. Since he finally decided to give up the military style crew cut, afterwards we just had to ride another half a mile to Wally World (which is under reconstruction to be a Super Wally World), to get some hair gel, and shampoo and such. Then we finally headed home, to hit the books with Warren's ton of homework. I'm still exhausted. It ended up being almost a 5 mile bike ride, as driving to Wally World is usually a ten minute drive by car. But on the brightside, I slept quite well, and almost overslept, had I not been planning to be late today anyway, due to Warren's having a dr. appointment this morning.
But as I can't eat or drink tonight until after my doctor appointment tommorrow I think I may pass the bike ride, lest I pass out. I wasn't hungry after my bike ride, but man was I thirsty and ready to guzzle any drink in sight. Not to mention my legs feel like I've been testing out midevil torture devices.
RB has gotten himself back in jail again for DUI and DUS, so by the time he is ready to get his licence back, if ever Warren will be the one driving him to the DMV. In only two months my baby boy will be 12 years old. That makes this the last year before I become the official mother of a teenage boy. I can't believe it has been almost 12 years since they handed me a 7 pound 4 1/4 ounce bundle with read peach fuzz on his head and congratulated me for having a boy. The baby I used to fit in a baby Snuggly now wears shoes large enough to make a home for a family of squirrells and is now officially taller than him mom, and many of his teachers. Just when did this happen?
I think my feeding him daily may have had something to do with it. The baby who didn't have enough hair to comb, is now busy trying to gel his hair just right (at least till the new wears off).
Wish me luck on my blood tests tommorow.. It's really strange I have no appetite unless I eat something with sugar, than the more I eat the hungrier I get.
Prequels ~ Sequels
Daily Dumbass: stupid kid, who's license must have still been warm almost backed into me when he was comming out of his driveway
Thankful For: I got out of his way, nearly causing a traffic jam..
Music of the mind: : Werewolves of London..
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.