therapy

big news. big headache.

i’m engaged!

yup. the boyfriend of six whole years proposed to me.

it’s not like i forced him, or anything. ::cough, cough::

the big day is scheduled for 10/6/12…not too far off in the near future.

you’d think i’d be on top of things since i’ve practically planned my wedding already.

but in truth, i’m nowhere close.

i have ideas…just ideas.

nothing more. and so far, i’m stressed.

<SURPRISE! it’s not easy to plan a wedding, rahtard.>

i have the maternal figure in my ear almost every week telling me, “don’t be cheap.”

i have the fiance’ (i’m still getting used to this terminology) telling me to chill and accept everyone’s opinions.

and i am fighting with myself bc i shouldn’t be so damn selfish, especially since i don’t have anything accomplished but a lavish idea.

gah. i was dreaming of this day for the last three years.

what the hell have i gotten myself into??

aww shit

i’m back, bitches.

and with nothing interesting to share.

seriously.

i’ve been out and about and friends that i haven’t seen for some time come and ask me, “so, what’s new?”

after staring awkwardly at them for about 15 seconds, i just shrug and say something along the lines of, “mhm, nothing really.”

for realz.

sure, shit has changed. we moved. i don’t see my best friend every day. (i cry about this sometimes.) my little man is still experiencing some trouble in school. the boyfriend and i have been together for, shit…almost six years next month. but really, this is just what happens in the course of a life.

nothing NEW and EXCITING has happened.

everyday is just a routine. and i’m not upset about it.

REALLY.

i’m happy just taking every day as it comes.

my ridiculous soap opera of a life has ended and we’re just coasting on.

so…this was an interesting highlight in the life of a mad hatter.

woot.

i guess i just wanted the internet to know i’m still out here.

if and when something interesting is worth sharing, i’ll be back.

hold your breath for that moment.

…i’ve heard blue/grey is a good look this season.

zombies are the new vampire.

it’s not mother’s day anymore

eh…what the hell…

Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself (11/16/10)
Day 02- The meaning behind your blog name (11/18/10)
Day 03- A recent picture of you and your friends ( 11/24/10)
Day 04- A habit that you wish you didn’t have (11/30/10)
Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to (1/10/11) (btw, not too bright to end a sentence with a preposition.)
Day 06- Favorite super hero/fictional character and why (1/14/11)
Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you (5/9/11)
Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why
Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days
Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad
Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends
Day 12- How you found out about WordPress and why you made one
Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you
Day 14- A picture of you and your family
Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play
Day 16- Another picture of yourself
Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why
Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have
Day 19- Nicknames you have; why do you have them
Day 20- Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future
Day 21- A picture of something that makes you happy
Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else
Day 23- Something you crave for a lot
Day 24- A letter to your parents
Day 25- What I would find in your bag
Day 26- What you think about your friends
Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge
Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?
Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned
Day 30- Who are you?

i’m a mother. a proud, young, poor mother. and i love my little man.

i should update my “about me” section as it states i have a five-year-old mr. smarty pants. well, he’s now seven. and he’s still a little hell-raiser. but he’s the best damn thing that has EVER happened to me.

we’ve had our bad moments: macaroni and cheese for dinner three times a week; watching the same dvd of The Land Before Time bc mom can’t afford Cartoon Network; moving from place to place; a million babysitters; lots of No’s when it’s just time for bed!

BUT of course, we’ve had some great memories, too: tickle parties; Independence Day festivals; silly and inappropriate sounds/smells; singing and dancing to loud music; kisses and hugs.

so, with respect in continuing this ::cough:: 30-day challenge, i present to you the biggest impact of my life: Matthew.

matt

he’s a catch. smart and witty. plus he’s got an attitude. not sure where he gets it from, but whatevs. he’s my pride and joy.

show of hands

who thought i was going to keep up with a blog on a daily, weekly, monthly basis?

i sure didn’t put much faith in myself.

hell, i don’t feed my dog regularly. (it’s because i hate him.)

anyway, i’ve had a lot of shit happen recently and it’s been difficult to juggle life with all these extra responsibilities. i barely get out of bed with enough time to get ready for the day, so having additional obligations really puts a damper on things.

for now, the issue has pretty much resolved itself.  (yes, i’m being ambiguous about the subject bc it’s a downer type of story. i can’t afford the retail therapy now, so you’re just going to have to deal.) therefore, my only plan to get over this mess is to get shit-faced ASAP. i’ve thought long enough about it to count on my dear friends of the alcoholic persuasion to get me through these dog-days.

i figure that if i get ridiculously drunk, i might think of some topic that could be interesting and keep my fingers busy on the keyboard.

(i’m really reaching here, huh? i barely keep my current audience ::insert cricket chirping here:: entertained.)

obviously, i sucked at trying the 30-day post. pssh. whatevs. i can’t be told what to do. i must say, i warned ya! and who wants to keep seeing stupid pictures or read worthless background stories of my life? i’ve lived it and it’s not as glamorous as it should have been. i’m boring. and i’ve hit a mental road block.

maybe i just want to dance my cares away. leave my worries for another day. let the music play. (okay, i’m getting carried away with the Fraggle Rock theme song by this point.)

i think i will just drink until i puke on my boyfriend.  bc i love him, duh.

i’ll be back.  possibly with something witty or disgusting to share.

smell ya later.