Long Time No Post

     Yeah I know I am an awful blogger! Oh well. I will try to be better, but I don't like making promises I can't guarantee to keep.  So much has changed since the many months ago that I last posted. Back in May I left my husband. Men stuff ya know. Like do they ever really grow up? While he was gone I went a little crazy. No girls gone wild videos or anything, but crazy for me. I met Mike when I was 18. I don't care what ya say, 18 is still a child! I mean yeah sure you can vote, but what do you really know about life? Not much. I had my first child at the age of 20. So while all my other friends were turning 21 and celebrating going to bars I was home changing diapers. I realize that this is not a big deal to some of you because many people have children young. Just bear with me though because I am telling about my life and my view on things.
     OK so Mike leaves. I find myself with this new found freedom. Once a week the kids are away. What do I do with myself. Act like I have no responsibilities of course. Now there was a month that I sat out on my porch after the kids went to bed and passed the liquor bottle around with neighbors. Am I proud of that? No. I am not ashamed of it either. My kids never knew any different. It was pretty much a month of a lot of no sleeping, a lot of laughing, and learning. During that time when most people are growing up learning who they are I went straight into mom and wife mode. I never learned who Shannon was. I lived for everyone else. So in that month or so I learned so much about myself. Who I was, who I wanted to be, who I didn't want to be.  I know that I do not want to be an alcoholic or someone who drinks herself stupid every night after her kids go to sleep. So I got to experience some partying that I missed out on and now it's done and over with, I am back in good ol' mom mode. With an occasional glass of wine ;)
     Now Mike moved back in. I have this extreme fear of making the wrong decision. Whether this is the right one I don't know. Let's hope he can get his shit together, let's hope I can. Right now things are good. I hate being a Gemini because one day I wake up and think one thing, the next day I think another. Like 85% of me is a 1950 housewife. I like to cook, clean.... be what they considered a woman's place back then. The other 15% of me thinks F that. Help me with these dang kids and clean the toilet yourself. Oh and put a hot dog in the microwave you bastard! Ha. It's a good thing that 15% doesn't come out very often though.
     School just started back. THANK GOD!!! Oh I know all you mom's out there like to say "Oh I am so sad my babies are in school BOO HOO" No one can see that party going on inside your head though. See I am not scared to admit it. Kids are little shits. Their sole purpose on earth is to make your life a living hell and then grow up and produce grandchildren who make their lives living hell. It's a never ending cycle. Yes I know, I know... Being a parent is the most rewarding thing on Earth. Sure it is, but that is ALL people ever talk about. They are so scared to say something that is not "politically correct". Well who the hell cares? I am saying what half of you are thinking but don't have the nads to say. Oh yeah I went there. Don't get me wrong I love being a mother. I love my kids..... I mean they are the most beautiful creatures on this planet (they get it from me). Let's just face it don't you think they were sent here to torture you sometimes? Don't you some days want to take food, throw it at them, and say I wanted pizza? Anyways, back to the school thing. Maddy started pre-k this year and Michael went into 4th. So now it's just me and Morgan here. Well and the kids I babysit, but they don't bother me. I get to send them home. I think that is how grandparents feel. You get to love them and send them away. So you get a nice break. Morgan is very upset that he couldn't go to school. Everyday he cries I want my Maddy after she gets on the school bus. I think I might sneak him on behind the other kids one day and see if they notice. Here are first day of school pictures.