I have heard through the grapevine (my brother) that there are concerns about me being addicted to Twitter and Facebook. Gasp!
I am.
I love it.
Can’t get enough of it.
Okay…in all seriousness. I am NOT addicted to Twitter and Facebook. I DO NOT even have a Farm or Mafia! Real addicts have Farms and Mafias! Anyway, Although I do spend a lot of time on my computer. Doing a lot of different things. Twitter and Facebook are a part of my daily life, yes. But so are a lot of other sites. Those other sites just aren’t as much fun to talk about. Unfortunately, whenever someone sees me on the computer, they are assuming I am just sitting here chatting away to a bunch of strangers and having fun. They don’t realize I am working and it just happens to also be on the computer. That is what people don’t understand. I am well aware that I spend a lot of time on my computer. Sometimes it sucks. It is not all fun and games all the time. There are just some things that some people are just not going to “get”.
I LOVE Twitter. I LOVE the friends and relationships I have made because of Twitter. I would never give that up. I am VERY thankful for it.
*for the record…my husband and kids do not feel that I am in any way addicted to Twitter. at least that’s what i think they said……. oh well, i have some influential people to retweet and places to check in on four square. see ya.
I haven’t been around much lately. Although I have been around. I have been quiet. I have been looking, reading, listening.
I have been thinking.
I have been full of fluff. I hate fluff. But I have been dishing it out.
It has been a long year. A long year of trying to figure out my place, my niche. What do I have to offer? Where do I belong? Who is real? Who is fake?
Why am I here?
Why do I do this?
I started blogging a year ago. I am a news and politics junkie. I loved to read blogs. I have for years. After my lung collapse, I was stuck in bed for a while. I kept busy by reading my favorite political and entertainment blogs. I had a few go-to favorites. They said something. They were real. They were not fluff. Even if it was nonsense, it was well written nonsense.
I am not a writer.
But in my post op drug induced need to keep busy so I don’t pick up a cigarette state, I decided to start a blog. Then I found Twitter.
I am changed.
This year has changed me. Changed who I am, and who I want to be. Even at times when I feel lost. I know I am surrounded by my other lost friends. We are lost in a good way. We are lost in a way to challenge ourselves to figure out who and what we want to be. We have alot to say.
I stopped reaching out. Stopped writing about my life and my family the way I wanted to write about us. We are real. We have nothing to hide. When I started out, I looked at this blog as a way to document my family life. Kinda like the baby book I never finished making for Caitlin or even started for the other three. Our family is not perfect. I want them to see that. I want them to see that even with all of our imperfections, we are still an amazing family. I want them to be able to look back at this blog years from now, and laugh or cry at what we have been through. I want them to know that no family is perfect. Even the family they may have some day. I want them to know that your family is perfect because it is yours. But every family goes through rough and horrible things. But don’t be afraid to talk about it. I know I am not a bad parent when I am going through something tough with my kids. Even though I may feel like it and need to have a tantrum about it sometimes.
I am not worrying anymore. I have changed. I have stepped back and took a good look around and I know what I don’t want. I know who I am. I know who is real and I love them. I thank them. They get me.
That is why I do this.
It is not all fluff all the time. No matter what anyone tries to make you believe.
This weekend we were cleaning and organizing the house when one thing led to another and we ended up painting our livingroom. It was a very light shade of beige, covered with yogurt and God knows what else. We painted it 5 years ago, and it really looked like it.
It was such a pain trying to think of what color to paint it..we have green couches and a funky looking green fireplace mantle thing. We went with brown….we got home and realized it was too dark…and my kids said they didn’t want a room full of poop. So, we did one wall in the dark brown, and got a lighter brown called peanut butter for the other three walls.
Now the kids LOVE the paint and said that we have a reeses peanut butter cup livingroom! Chocolate on the outside peanut butter on the inside! What do you think? Does it work?
Okay, so I know I haven’t actually written something in quite some time. Chelsea and I have been having a lot of fun vlogging and making videos. We have been in Summer mode and it has been great. All of us have been staying up late and sleeping late, and we are way off of any type of schedule. I am sure that is the way it is with most families during the Summer. Now I have to get everyone, including myself back on track. FUN. School starts on September 2nd. I don’t have much time!!
My son Jake got it in his head that he wanted to pull an all-nighter. Yup, he tried and tried. I tried to stay up with him. I could not do it. We managed to stay up until about 4am but then we crashed. But…. HE DID IT!! Without me. I’m so bummed. But he did it. He stayed up all night and sat on our back deck and watched the sunrise. Exactly what he said he wanted to do. He was so proud of himself. I am so proud of him. He put his mind to something and did it. He was so happy. No..it is not your typical 8 year old thing to do, but he is not typical and this family is not typical, so it totally works.
Hey! Why not take a few minutes and vlog Five Random Facts about yourself and link them on this post. We’d LOVE to get to know some more of our crazy blogging friends out there!
It sounds kinda weird to say that. I’ve never really thought about it much before. But it seems as if my body is revolting against me this year. I cannot blame it. I have never given a second thought to how I was living my life. I just figured..Hell, I’m not a crackhead or an alcoholic, so I’m doing okay. I was addicted to cigarettes, coffee, every baked good ever made, fried chicken…. you get the idea. I’m guessing my poor body had enough when my Lung Collapsed. Spontaneous Pneumothorax. Sounds fun huh? No, not so much. And since then I have given up the smokes…but not anything else. Now, my body is sending me a message by not letting me fit into a damn piece of clothing that I own.
Since February 9th I have gained 30 lbs.
I only want to loose 15 lbs. I actually needed to put some weight on. I was under weight when my lung collapsed. I was soooo unhealthy before. I have tried some things on my own, but I really didn’t know where to start. I totally suck at this kind of thing. For Christ sake I stopped and bought donuts at the Dunkin Donuts in Walmart on my way to the electronics section to buy the damn EA Sports Active!
Hopefully I can reach my goal of getting into better shape, and living a healthier lifestyle. Then I’ll have the strength to work on all my psychological issues!
Okay...when I switched to Wordpress, my Google Friend Connect decided to hate me. If you were following me before, you need to re follow. For the love of all that is Holy...it will not transfer for me. I gave up. Yeah, I'm a total slaker...
