I love forts!

If you’re going to bitch about something, like wanting to lose weight, and not do anything to change that circumstance I’m going to teach you how.
I’m going to bitch about how I want to punch you on your face for the bull shit spilling from the hole in your face, but then I’m actually going to do it. Then maybe you will learn from my example.

Take charge of your change.

iamhoops:

Love this!

This is too good not to share!

My wine tasted like disappointment. Should have just thrown back one of my Pumpkin Ales.

I hate people. I went out today. I never intended to go out. I have been doing too much since the baby has been born. But I learned today that in the two and a half weeks since the baby was born, people have not changed. People are assholes. I don’t mean to be so cynical or pessimistic, honestly, but people give me no hope. I never wanted kids because of the state of this world. Then 3 months before the birth of my oldest child was born planes took out the twin towers. So yeah, call me what you will but hopeful is probably not going to be a word used. Realistic maybe? Yeah. Let’s go with that one.

I make it no secret that I’m a parent. Sure, I don’t believe I’ve actually mentioned it, but I never hid it either. So ever since my son was born 2 weeks and 3 days ago I’ve been terribly afraid of SIDS. I’m tired of that shit. God willing, nothing will happen. My son is too perfect and incredibly amazing to take him from this earth. I mean, he needs to be around just to show how amazing he is. So I’m going to try to stop myself from worrying too much about SIDS by simply remembering how effing awesome and perfect my son is. Not that I need a reminder, all my kids are amazing.

Dick.

Take it in. She is fucking adorable. That is her favorite place to sleep.