day in a life

I got a few pm's after my last blog. Some didn't want to comment here and that's fine I welcome any communication. I have just been thinking about this 'self image' a bit and I know I over think everything. It's odd how the human being can be and act, I don't have low self-esteem,at least I don't think so, I like myself for the most part. I know what in my behavior I should fix (at least a few things) and I take small steps in doing just that. Like meeting girls at school was a pretty big step for ...

I was wondering how you describe yourself. Is it possible to give a realistic description of yourself? Do you define yourself with your taste in music, books or movies. I could tell people my five favorite movies, musicians and authors but does that mean people know anything about me. Probably not because I read books by more authors than I list as my favorite and none of my favorite movies is in the genre I usually prefer movies to be in. Music maybe but that changes with time, for example this ...

I found out the other day that while Spock hates it when I vacuum Sisko loves it, I took the head off and tried to vacuum him and he just loved it. He wasn't scared or anything just turned around and then he gave me the belly up so I could vacuum his chest and belly. Very funny, Spock attacks it so I didn't try this on him.

my son is with his dad this weekend, again. He asked if he could switch this once cause he can't have him next week. It's fine, I just don't know what to do with ...

It has been snowing like crazy for a few days now, cars stuck everywhere accidents and all sorts of car troubles everywhere. I am happy not to have a car now, I wouldn't get out of my parking lot. I was walking my boy to school this morning and the snow was up to my knees, we walked on the street when possible but it was still up to my ankle, and the boy of course had even more trouble than me. But we can't help but love the snow, the trees are just so beautiful hardly copying under all the snow. ...

OK, I didn't work last weekend, for the first time in ten years (except when I was pregnant and after my son was born) I wasn't up early and at my job by 8. I am so so very happy to have quit that job. Like you probably know by now, but this was a crappy crappy weekend. Not entirely but for the most part. I took my dogs out with my friend that was good but for the rest of the time I had no idea what to do with myself. I missed my boy and it was just no fun. I went to see my mom and she was in a ...