It is 7PM. I am sitting at my computer, listening to President Bush, and drinking a glass of really cheap wine. The kids are ALL in bed and Clint is at the range for night fire. AAAHHHHHHHHHH. Come on over if you care to join me (laughing to myself). There will be no talk of poop, hotdogs, or Dora. We can discuss Survivor, the War, or any current event you want. I don't care. I am just thrilled to still have my wits about me this evening. Today was a good day.
This will be my first blog. I am copying the big brother. Seems like I did that a lot growing up. A little background first. I am the only girl in a family of three kids. We are all grown with our own children and still (even being almost 31) that weirds me out. When did we become adults and what exactly does that mean. We still tease,poke, and prod each other. The funny thing? Now it feels like there is so much love behind it. It seems like we all except each other for our similarities and our differences. Maybe that is what makes us adults. Who knows .
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