Happy fucking New Year to me

So I am ringing in my new year all by myself. Boo and Roo are both sleeping and J decided to spend all night drinking at his buddy's house. So happy fucking new year to me. Here is to hoping next year is better.

Now that the holiday drama is over...

So Roo turned 2, we had Christmas, we had the annual post-Christmas blow up and it was good times for all!

We now have a couch surfer. One of J's old friends has been here since a bit before Christmas. I told J either he throws him out or I do. This place is too small for a long term house guest even if it is one of J's less annoying friends.

J and I had a big blow out when he was drunk and decided to e-mail a chick of Craig's list. Apparently he doesn't remember doing it since he was drunk and said that maybe his friend did. I recognize J's writing style and am not letting him off that easy. He is no longer allowed to drink if he wants to live here.

J also applied for a security job for a big company. I am really excited since I think a lot of his drinking has to do with depression and not having a lot of work. There has been talk of him going back to school for his high school diploma and then going into law enforcement.

Roo and Boo are thrilled with all the Christmas goodies. The favorites so far are a Hess truck with working excavator for Boo and a doll stroller and Betty Spaghetti for Roo. I got socks, socks and more socks. I am loving it. I am buying myself new boots too.

All in all it has been a good few weeks. I also have my first blog stalker. They hope my "rude comments" on some forum come back to bite me in the ass. I am not sure what "rude comments" or which forum they are talking about but whateva! Any stalker is a good stalker.

We survived the storm.

Sorry for the recent lack of posts. We did manage to survive the ice storm without too many problems. Our power was back on about 24 hours after it went off. Many in our area won't have any power until Wed or later.

I will have a new post in the next few days.

Late nights & sex parties

So I finally got some alone time last night. I used it to go to a sex party my friend was throwing. Imagine 20 or so women in a room with someone selling sex toys & lots of available alcohol.

Yes, it was that good & my friend has the pictures to prove it. Said friend also posted them on-line for everyone's viewing enjoyment. I am sure I have some ex-boyfriends now wondering why they dumped me.

It was a blast. The pics are great. I know what I am getting J for Christmas. I recommend that anyone who needs a break from kids either host or go to one of these parties. You could even do it co-ed if you were really brave & had a lot of alcohol.

Wishing for #3

Have you ever wanted something so bad but just knew that it couldn't be? This is how I feel about having a third child. In my mind I know it isn't logical. We are already stretched thin money-wise, really don't have the space, we are already stressed & J doesn't want another child but my heart is aching for just one more.

I keep coming up with ways it will work. One isn't that much more expensive since we cloth diaper & I breastfeed. I still have Boo & Roo's baby stuff. We could add on since the apartment we rent belongs to my Gram.

I just have this empty space in my heart that is crying for just one more baby to love & snuggle. For some reason my family just doesn't feel complete to me. It is like there is someone hiding in my future just waiting to come out in the present. I know that J may change his mind in the future but until then I will just feel like there is someone that should be here & isn't.

Worst way to wash a cat

Boo found the official worst way to wash a cat this morning. He stuck said cat in the toilet. This incident lead to a wet cat, flooded bathroom, Roo crying because she got scratched & me yelling at him to go to his room. Seriously, where do kid's come up with these ideas? The poor cat immediately ran out the door only to reappear an hour later with his fur frozen.