This weekend is my parents 40th anniversary! They are by far the happiest couple I know.
I am attending church with them on Sunday along with my brother Kevin and his family. My two other brothers live out of state so they will not be there. Brad is still in Iraq but due home (KY) within the next few months. And Chris lives in NC. They are each married and have two kids. Kevin on the other hand is also married but has seven kids between them. Three are hers, three are his and one is theirs.
Then there is me. Not married and has three kids. But have no fear I am very proud of where I came from and where I am going! Even if I never get out of this tourist town, where the rent is three times anywhere else in the country. Anyway...

I am really happy for my parents to have made it this far together. God bless them!

Why do I do that?

I get way in over my head then wonder why I get so flustered. Oh well, I guess thats just me.

I had a birthday this past weekend, 32. Went to Ft Myers with Scout and Baby to see the Edison/Ford homes and estate. I really enjoy it there. I can just see Edison sitting on that porch with his wife, watching their kids fish off the pier. Really cool place to go. Scout likes the lab part of the museum. Edison worked on so many things in his life. Like rubber, cement, phonograph and of course the light bulb. He had the first pool in Florida and he owned an electric boat.

Danny came by on Sunday night and I kind of gave him the cold shoulder. He is under the impression that I am heartbroken about the whole thing, when really I'm not. I was really confused as to why he so abruply changed his tune, but not heartbroken. After we cleared all that up we went to get something to eat but Baby was wanting to run all over the place so we got it to go. Now I think Danny wants kind of a no strings attached kind of deal. I dont think that is going to happen. Not really my cup of tea, really.

I really need to stop taking things so seriously and find a way to relax. I think I need a vacation.

Boys are stupid

Case in point, Danny...
Friday - never heard from him and my ex still had his phone.

Saturday I go up to his work in the afternoon and he's acting really weird. Asks me to sit down and then says something like "ok, I'm saying this to your face, I just want to be friends" and I'm like where did this come from then he says that its because my kids don't like him. My kids dont understand him thats all anyway he kind of left it at that and did not say anything else. I said I will talk to you later about it and I left.

I called him later that night and he had the nerve to ask "Who is this?". He really did not say anything about anything then he said he was going to bed and will stop by on sunday.

Sunday never heard from him

Monday never heard from him

Now its Tuesday and I want some answers.

I hate boys!

In other news...I found a really easy way to make a silk screen shirt. Made a pattern last night for my cub scouts and it turned out really good, I think. If you want to know how then leave a comment. the whole thing only cost me $25 bucks and its reusable!!!

Don't worry about me, I'm fine, really!

I have tried to write earlier this week but it took too long to publish so I am trying again.
Scout got home from camp last weekend and they had a great time. Even got to see Uncle Chris and the gang on the Wednesday. He already has his pictures in a photo album and everything.

On Monday Danny came over and all he could talk about was what he and my ex did all day. Made me sick. He said that Rick tore up his motorcycle.
Then on Tuesday Rick was calling the phone 50 times. I was trying to be nice but when it came time for Danny to come over, He went home instead, saying that he had not felt good all day, but he was messing around with Rick all day!!
Then Wednesday he came over in the evening and accused me of being rude and inconciderate for not beleiving him.
Yesterday, Thursday he never even came over or called.
and when I called him on my lunch today, Rick answered the phone and said Danny left it there this morning.

I don't really know what is going on with him. I do know that he has not admitted to rick that we are dating. And all the comments he made to me on Wednesday were of the "I don't know how to really break up with you so I'm going to make you think you want to break up with me" kind of things. Like he asked what I would do if he died. How in the hell do I know what I am going to do if he dies. He was trying to make it seem as though we should stop while we're ahead so noone gets hurt or something like that. Crazy shit if you ask me. He said when we first started going out that he did not like Rick any more and now He's with him everyday!

I'm sure this will all work itself out but right now I am feeling kind of crappy about the whole thing like I'm getting stabbed in the back or something. Oh well so goes it...

Two weeks

Yep still not smoking. And on the bright side...I have no problems eating either. You know how they say that when you quit smoking you have problems gaining weight, not me I am gaining weight just fine must have put on 20-25 lbs already. God I hope I can keep this under control, I mean I would hate to start smoking to loose weight...

Forth of July was really great
Friday: worked then took Scout to leave for camp.
Saturday: Steam cleaned the carpet
Sunday: can't remember
Monday: took Baby to sitters and Feret and I went on a hunt for Ice cream. long story short we had a great time and we found 20 bucks on the road. went to estero with Dad Feret Tyler and Baby to watch fireworks. the show was 30 min then it took 2 hours to get home! Danny came up too but I had to find him then park him then walk all the way back. I found a phone then I found the owners of the phone then I lost my phone. Then I found my phone
Tuesday: Went to Parade with Dad Feret Tyler and Baby. went to Mom and Dads for cookout just me and Baby, then met up with Kevin (my brother) and his family for more fireworks Danny was supposed to meet me there but he decided to watch them from across the street.

I was thrilled to have four days off.