Sorry for the absence, a lot has been going on and lots of pictures and first to share but really, there just isn't enough time. Well there is but since I get no sleep, I have made the executive decision to sleep when I should be blogging and photo shopping.
So I digress.
The biggest topic is "identity crisis".
Everyone here is having one.
Grannie "G" ~ acting like 100 physically, emotionally 5.
Husband, aka Tom, jerk, punk, a Richard ~ we'll this weekend he thinks he is 12.
Anneleise, aka holy love of God terror ~ she thinks she is like 6 or something.
Beka ~ she is acting like she is 50. Eat, fart, sleep, be crabby.
Brennah ~ she still thinks she is a newborn, how I know this? We have been talking about it every two hours as she wakes to eat and play!
Austin Kitty ~ thinking he is a kitten, he is like 200 in cat years...well close to 200.
Gwenie and Libby ~they think they are 200 and wont' get out of my or their own way, flinging hair balls everywhere.
Last but not least.
Me, aka Momma, Mom, hey ~ feel like 80, look like 50, moving like 90 mentally feel like 25.
Upon reflection of this post, the most screwed up thing is I was planning for this to be a vent, and I again thorugh self inervention just noticed I have the worse case of idenity crisis...how screwed up is that?
