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whisperedwords
| Main blog: | Orphic Soliloquy | | Age: | 54 | | Birthday: | March 8th 1954 | | Gender: | Female | | Occupation: | Administrative / Secretarial | | Education: | High school | | Religion: | Other | | Race/lineage: | White / Caucasian | | Location: | United States | | Nickname | Sunshine... Sol |
| Body Size: | Ridiculously Large | | Height: | 5' 2" (157 cm) | | Eyes: | Hazel Green | | Vision: | Glasses/Spectacles | | Hair Color: | Dark Brown | | Hair Style: | Wavy - Short | | Facial Hair: | Unshaven | | Skin Tone: | Medium | | Best Feature: | Eyes | | Clothing Pref.: | Drawers and T-shirt | | Undies: | Granny | | Tattoo Info: | Two.. both I got at Sturgis Bike Week. | | Piercing Info: | Just my ears | | More Details: | The only important details my husband knows and probably he's the only one that needs to know. | | |
| Relationship Status: | Married | | Family Info: | Yes, family,... five adult kids. At least according to their ages. And ten or eleven grandkids. | | Sexual Preference: | Straight/Heterosexual | | Astrological Sign: | Pisces (Feb 19 - March 20) | | Existing as: | Vampyre | | Smoking: | Quit | | Liquor: | Gave it up | | Exercise: | Walking to the car only | | Your Home: | Live with husband | | Biography/About: | I'm rather.. boring. | | Likes: | Pictures, kids, kids that go home. Family with a particular fondness for my husband. Writing. Flowers and plants. | | Dislikes: | That white pit bull that keeps coming into my yard. My son wants to kill it before it bites me. | | Interests: | Photography, my greenhouse, my husband. |
| People/Heroes: | My husband, D, and Peter Jennings, Shakespear, Erma Bombeck | | Authors: | Dan Brown, Stephen King | | Music Genres: | Classic Rock and...stuff.. no rap. | | Bands/Artists: | Black Sabbath, Queen, Lifehouse | | Albums/CDs: | Black Sabbath, No Name Face, and others | | Songs: | You Are The Woman, | | TV Shows: | Desperate Housewives, House, Grey's Anatomy | | Movies: | Mary Poppins, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Interview With a Vampire, Breakfast at Tiffany's | | Actors: | Antonio Banderas, Audrey Hepburn, Julia Stiles | | Games: | Neopets, Fallen Sword and computer games | | Sports: | Football, Soccer | | Colors: | Black, Pink, Yellow | | Pets/Animals: | One dogs and a cat | | Cars/Motorcyles: | Both | | Season: | Spring and Fall, unless I'm home in California then pretty much all year.. | | Food: | Tacos, | | Drink: | Water, coffee | | Quotes: | The dreams of your youth become nightmares in your maturity. | | Position: | ~smirks~ |
Pity Party
I don't know why I posted that last post. That is something I am basically ashamed of and told only ... one. I am sorry.. I can only say that
it's just been a very, very bad few days and I'm not sure which was the final straw.. he in prison or Crystal at my daughter's halloween party or the kiddo's behavior suddenly taking a spiral backwards.
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Happy Birthday, I wish I could hate you.
Thirty five years ago tomorrow I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Well, he was doubly beautiful to me because I almost died. When I did wake up I thought he was dead. Perhaps the rocky start should have been considered an omen.
I loved my husband at the time; my first husband. When we married I was not aware just exactly how involved in drugs and drinking he was. Love is either pretty darned blind or he hid it very well. It wasn't until after the wedding when people showed up with drugs for wedding gifts did I begin to have a clue the rocky road I was about to walk down. ...
Ka-blink! Kiddo.. Update to prior post.
So this morning she came downstairs and was talking about last night and not getting to go trick or treating. I told her that probably none of her friends got to go to her aunt's house to a party and see their aunt dressed as a dead bride.
She was an angel!
Uh.. okay!
But, I reminded her that she got to go see her other grandmother last night too. No we didn't. My mom didn't want to go.
I don't know why, other than it was the natural flow to the conversation but I should have known better than to ask. "why?" cause I don't always like the answer.
Her mom...
Halloween Party.. Could be filed with Kiddo
My daughter lives about an hour and a half away or so. She always has Halloween parties but we aren't ever able to go. This year, Halloween was on Saturday so we debated going.. in fact, we could go and bring the Kiddo home with us to spend the night and her dad could have some free time with adults.
Then things changed and he wasn't going, and my husband worked today and has to work tomorrow. He would go if I wanted to go .. but I knew he didn't want to go so I figured no.. don't go.
THEN.. my son calls in a really, really bad mood. Seems he is going to his sister's...
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