ME!
Thanks for dropping by.
I am glad I have finally taken the opportunity to set up this new journal.
I feel like I have been silent too long.
What I mean by that, is that my other journal doesn't get very many entries. There, I am censored. BIG time. I have to be very careful there, what I say, what info I reveal. It's nuts. My mistake was even telling anyone I even had a journal. Now all the people in my life that I want to complain about have access to it, and I know that they can't handle seeing truth in black and white. My creepy mother in law is definitely someone I don't want invading in on my personal thoughts either. That woman has serious issues, and if you continue to tune into this on-going saga, I am sure you will get to hear all about it.

I've got all kinds of stories I could share about my husband and God forbid, I say anything derogatory about her Baby boy, even though they haven't talked in almost 3 years. I will save that story for another day. My husband's family is a bunch of leeches. There's no other way to put it. He calls them gypsies, I say that's a good call. No one lives on their own. They all share live together, because most of them either can't afford to live by themselves or they would rather live in a basement, that isn't fit for a dog, let alone kids. They all claim poverty, but they have shiny new vehicles, and live in a dump. My situation's comepletely backwards. I drive a shit box, but I have a nice, but humble home, for my kids to live in. They don't live in a basement either.

I have a twisted family as well. I have family all over the damn place and no one talks to anyone, because at some point, some idiot pissed this person off, or did something unforgivable to that person, and then well, since I am not talking to this person, I can't very well talk to her, now can I? It's riduculous. On top of that, both my parents have been married before, and had children. My mother's children were raised like my full-blooded brothers, but I have been forbidden to talk to my Dad's children. HUH? Yeah, tell me about it. Well, I am going to be very bad, in that, well, I said screw that. Right now, that's one of my secrets, and I will get into that soon as well.

Let's see....ok I am 29 years old. I have been married for ten years. My husband and I were engaged when we got preggers and the wedding didn't take place until my son was 6 months old. Now we have a daughter too, she is 8. My kids' birthdays are 17 days short of them being two years apart. Eventually, I will get to the story about their birthdays. They were born in March, and so was half of our family. It's an interesting story, you'll love it.

Right now hubby and I work retail. We work for the same employer, in different locations. Let me just tell you now, that retails sucks. The people we work for become bigger morons as every day passes. If you think I am kidding...just stay tuned. You will see for yourselves.

What else can I tell you, to let you get a small glimpse into my life? Hmm...Oh, well I live in the North East part of the country. In fact, I might in fact live in the snow capital of the world. I don't want to say exactly where for now, in case some how that psychopath mother-in-law should find me that way. You know, I give that poor excuse for a human being, FAR too much credit.

So there it is in a nutshell. The rest will come in time...
I don't blame you if you never come back, because I promise you, there will be some seriously, ridiculous ramblings to come. But, if you dare come back, I am sure I will be able to keep you entertained. Now that I am no longer sensored, look out world, the real me is gonna shine.