Another end of the spectrum

Thanks to my sweet Texas sister for introducing me to this song. I love the song and it doesn't hurt that KC is easy on the eyes..

Let's play a game-

A game called Remember this SONG??? It keeps in line (Somewhat) with the original but the metal head in me definitely likes this version better.

Saturday Night and I'm feelin' alright-

Today was a good day. Nowhere we really had to be, no one we had to see. The boys & I went to Lowe's this morning for their kids workshop. My daddy was running it so they got to build these cool coin boxes with him. Then it was off to Wally World to stock up on the essentials: dog treats, tp, cleaning supplies, wine and coffee creamer. You know-The things we can't live without! Naturally we spent more time in the toy department than anywhere else as the boys tried to wheel and deal their allowance that hasn't been earned yet.

We ended up at the library-One of my most favorite places in the world-for awhile and then meandered home. I love being able to go with the bubs now. I'm not stuck in the Children's section I can peruse the library without a whiny child attached to me. I was in a groove cleaning and jamming out on Jane's Addiction when Crash decides that we must listen to TSO. Didn't he get the memo? As much as I love their music I'm burned out. That was all we listened to from Thanksgiving on in this house. I guess it's payback for taking the Disturbed cd to work and leaving it there. Note to self: Rip the Disturbed cd to work computer and bring it home so Crash will stop complaining!!

I guess I better get my cleaning groove back on. Being sick for the past week and a half has not helped my house in any way shape or form. Besides I want to be able to sit down and enjoy the Patriots playoff game tomorrow. Go PATS!!

Now all I need to do is stop blogging and chatting online and I'll be good..

Adios!

Hmmmmm....

I haven't spoken or text messaged with DB since December 26th. No, I'm not keeping track I just know it was the day after Christmas. He's been on vacation, I've had kids at work with me, and I've been out with pneumonia for almost a week now. I have also been making a concious decision that he can chase me. I know it sounds bad but I'm working on not being the chaser. I realized I needed to change how I did some things when it came to men since I have such a "great" track record.

As I sit at home tonight on doctor's ordered 'bedrest' feeling restless and lonely and starting to have my own special pity party; my cell phone suddenly rings. It's a text message..As I start to retrieve it I am quietly hoping it's DB but am not holding my breath. (I affectionately refer to him as my favorite commitophobe or puppet master.) It could be my BF who has been on a suicide watch since the Boys lost on Saturday or it could be my brother, the local idiot, who leaves me stupid text messages regarding vegetables and sausage..As it opens my heart sings! It IS DB!! He is hoping I feel better etc..I'm smiling again!! He still thinks of me!

I have missed our long conversations and his sense of humor among other things. I miss him.

And for those who know me so well and worry about me falling head over heels without another rational thought on the subject please don't fear. I'm not falling-Just cautiously floating for now.