Happy Birthday

TO ME!

Bittersweet

Today has been one of those bittersweet days. I woke up in a really good mood with Tiffany laughing. John was his normal self, so that didn't bother me. Then I read a book that Steve had gotten from the library about 9/11. Well, for some reason it got me thinking about how much I miss my dad. And, then it hit me...He has been gone for 10 years. A full decade. I can not believe it has been so long. I miss him so much.

Then I started thinking about my biological father. Today is his birthday. I thought about calling him but, I always feel so weird talking to him when I do call him. I completely feel uncomfortable with myself. I know the whole side of that family doesn't like me because I don't keep in touch the way that my father wants me to. But, how am I supposed to be a part of a family who has never accepted me? I have always felt like an outcast when I have been around them.

And then on top of all this I want a friend that doesn't live out of state. I had a really great friend at one time, but then things happened and I lost her. It was like losing a sister. I just don't know if anything would be the same if I were to get her back.

But, on the upside my birthday is on Sunday and my mom is giving me a BBQ type party that hardly anybody is going to be at. But since I am trying to get on a better side with my mother-in-law (which is working a lot better than it used to) I invited them over.

Well, I'm off. Hope everyone else is doing better than me.

6 Months

It is so hard to believe that my little Tiffany turned 6 months old yesterday!!! She has gotten so big! She has learned how to sit up and she laughs out loud. And of course she is such a daddy's girl. She does everything for him first. Halfway to a year and it doesn't seem like it has been that long.

Mice and Snakes

As I sit here reading an old friend's blog, I begin to laugh my ass off. One of her worst nightmares have come true, yet the one memory that pops in my head was the night of the mouse. Me (big and 9 months pregnant) was sitting on the couch with S and T was sitting in her chair when a blood curdling scream comes from her bedroom, from Cammie of course. T jumps up and runs to her door and asks him what happened. All of a sudden all I hear is, "OH SHIT". And there sitting on the friggin' door jam was a HUGE MOUSE!!!!! I jump up on the couch cause there is no way I am letting my feet touch the ground, S is trying to see if he can try to get to where the mouse is to kill him, and T is standing back trying to comfort Cammie who is screaming at the top of his lungs. T then calls DL to come over and help us. Well, he just laughs at us all for being such dorks and somehow manages to kill the damn thing behind the hall door. And, of course John doesn't wake up until the whole ordeal is over. Cammie refused to go back into the room until T finally convinced him that there were not any more mice in the entire house! And this couldn't have happened at a decent our either...

That has to be one of my funniest memories...Sorry, T, but you have to admit that you laughed your ass off after it was all over!