grandy girl

A crazy puppy dog. She likes to knock you down and try to drag you off. she isn't mean, just a little over zealous.

my favorite person ever!!!!!

This is my baby Lola bear. Please don't ever tell her she is not a bear.. She has no idea that she is a dog.

hello there

It has been a while since I have wrote, mostly because the stupid power cord keeps breaking and the computer doesn't charge when that happens. Well, not alot has happened which is a good thing. The kids are doing great in school and all. The sister is still in rehab. I am still here. Easter was ok, I just went to my brothers house We ate and the three that still do Easter eggs, hunted them. It was ok but at times like that i really miss my mom and dad.And of course my sister wasn't there and as much trouble as she is I still love and miss her. My aunt and uncle came down form Missouri and Georgia the weekend before Easter and we went out to eat which was ok i guess, but i did realize that they are both drunks.( these are my moms brother and sister) which was surprising. My mom never drank and was honest to god a saint. you all would have loved her. she would do things like one year she bought everyone at the homeless shelter christmas presents.not just the kids but everyone. if she knew some one didn't have shoes or new clothes or even supplies for school she would buy them. Didn't matter that she didn't know them. She was just a good person and I know God is glad to have her there. I just miss her here.

spring break, need i say more..............Make it end.

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Well, thank God it is Monday!!!!!!! everyone is where they are to be. I get my house all to myself. and all is good with the world.

Yesterday I drove 3 hours one way to take my son to a heart doctor. I did this because the echo he had here in my small little town showed he had a hole in his heart. 3 people in the room when he had his first echo said he had a hole. 3 people who should know what they are doing.He doesn't have a hole in his heart. He is fine. DUMBASSES.

It is monday

Thank God the weekend is over. Weekends mean that everyone is here with me all day. Don't get me wrong I love them but I never get anything done when they are here. i clean they mess up. I cook they refuse to eat. THank god for the next 8 hours they are the schools problem. The husband refuses to go do anything unless i come to. It is like he is afraid i'll run away while he is gone. GROW UP.