Moody Mama

I clicked publish by mistake. Twice. But no, it’s not a tumor. My hands and feet are getting worse. It’s harder to type because my fingers won’t go where my brain tells them. Or they jerk a different direction. Same with my feet. Getting on my fucking nerves. And then there’s the ongoing saga of […]

Since I suck at updating in a timely manner, you get to get shit I remember. Won’t be much, folks. They are not moving in. They are not quite ready and we are not quite ready to buy yet. In the meantime, where do we live? here where he has to drive an hour and […]

I want them to move in right now, but we live over an hour from his work, and that would suck to have to drive it with the gas prices like they are now. I just want to see my grandbaby. Once a month doesn’t cut it. She’s growing so much. I miss her. We’ve […]

and we said hell yes! Help raise our granddaughter? Please Please! I miss her so much when she’s gone. We only see her once a week, and they said that’s not enough. And that they wanted to help with I a n as well. She can watch him and save us $1200 a month. That’s […]

And it’s only going to get busier for the next few months. C a r s o n’s wedding. Our anniversary. My birthday. Ja s o n’s birthday. C ar so n’s birthday. Sa ra h and A u s t in’s birthdays. Za c h ‘s birthday. We’ll be in that ass kicking race […]

This is about the third wednesday i’ve had off in a row. it feels nice. 6 months of working 6 days a week, 10-12 hours a day sucks. But that’s CHristmas. And we were short handed before that , so when the season hit, it was just horrible. This is a town of 70,000+. There […]

Hell yeah, I’d miss it. This blog means more to me than I care to admit. My first entry was in in 2002. Damn. It’s like giving up on a best friend. But I can’t exactly be 75 posting to my blog, can I? I have MoodyGiGi, but it’s more forced than this one. It’s […]

Yes, I was cooking. Fuck off. It wasn’t the dinner bell. Damn battery started dying or some shit. Loud. Annoying. Anyway, been awhile. Still trying to live more. I A N is actually doing well – considering. This medication seems to be helping. Thank God. It’s no cure, but it’s a start. Things seem to […]

And Happy New Year since I’m lame and missed them earlier. But I was living again, and I would much rather live and forget to record or document, then I would to document the wait. Waiting to live to love to laugh. Fuck that. If I have a chance to live now, I’m living. Especially […]

What the fuck else is new? Having a good go these days. Doesn’t ever last, so I’m trying to enjoy it. Kids are good, J A S O N is good. I’m good. Life is good. And I pray to God nothing changes that, cause I need a fucking break. Christmas is bought and paid […]