My brother in-law has inspired me to do this. Oh...And check out their blog, it's one of the better one's I've seen, www.cazierfamily.blogspot.com.
Please feel free to express your heart-felt pain at yet another idiot on the net. Yeah, ours is a crazy one...As stated in Bleed America by Jimmy Eat World,
I've come to believe this was written with me in mind but how'd they get into my head so well?"I'm not alone because the TV's on,
I'm not crazy because I take the right pills every day..."
My husband keeps me alive but my two beautiful children keep me crazy and that's not so bad when you're pushin' 30. Youth is in the heart of the owner and my body may be creaking a little bit but I'm still "in my 20's". Here is how my kids assist my sanity in continuing to defeat me...
My son is 8, he can get suspended from school easier than I ever did and I was scrappy. All he has to do is think about being a pill and I get a call, "Mrs. Kelstrom?."
My 11 and 1/2 month old daughter is a boisterous little squirt, she can holla so loud that the neighbors peek out their windows to see if they can witness abuse. Don't get me wrong, she's not in need of anything except making sure she can compete with the decibel level of any Marquart family event(for those who don't know that is my madden name). Which is comparable to My Big Fat Greek Wedding only we are German, Italian's and there's no drinking and ompa'ing going on. Everyone just has this God given, birth right to yell over the top of every other person in the house. It's a whooper of a family too, I'm the oldest of 8...Add aunts, uncles, cousins, spouses, friends, lovers, and the queen bee, OMA and you get the perfect breeding ground for hearing aides. Someone in the family should have become an ear specialist, they'd be rich before they finished medical school.
Well, my children are at it again, and I need to do my beauty routine all the while fighting my daughter off from my vanity so I can successfully put my false eyelashes on...I have successfully pulled half of them out in a fit of stress...My next item of business...? Call my doctor for an increase on my stress meds so I don't have to add eyelashes to my weekly grocery list. Sad huh? Don't answer that, it was a rhetorical question.
