An Ode to David
It's not so much a poem.As sentences with spaces.The first time I spoke to you,I was late for work.Your hair astounded me.I questioned your sexuality.You wanted to hit this,But I wanted the loser nerd from next door.Bad choice on my part, yes?But better because if you broke up with me,I'd have killed you.Show tunes and curly fries,Wee hours of the morning.Dancing, Singing and laughing.This poem sucks.But I'll keep going.It reminds me of you.The suckiness.And the fact that it's about you.We were drunk.You came out.I wasn't surprised.Patti cried."Shhh

Truth Vs. Not True
Truth:I have been a crappy sister in the past. And I have done more than enough to make up for it.I have been a shitty daughter in the past, but I have tried and will continue to make up for it.I have been a shitty friend in the past, but I am re-connecting and making up for it.Untrue:That I am a shitty sister, when I try so hard to understand things about you and you go and blame everything on me. Instead of saying what is wrong with US you say everything that is wrong with your life. I can love you unconditionally, but I can't fix the burden you continue to place on my shoulder, and enough is enough. I'm not a shitty sister, so stop blaming your i

Life
Life has kinda thrown me for a loop, nothing bad mind you. Been hanging out at my moms more, which is good because she keeps me in check and tells me when I'm being a complete moron. Which sometimes is a lot more often than I need. She'll sit me down and talk about things, and listen to both sides (Pat..sigh.) and then offer advice and words of wisdom. And I don't say my mom is wise very often, but after so many kids she probably knows us better than we know ourselves.Since the Emily fiasco of 09' I have found a new bridesmaid, who wears a size 9 so some alterations and the wedding will still be even, which I love. Yay Chantel! I have been babysitting for her, which was exhausti

Its the little nerdy things he does to make me smile..

To do list
Since I didn't have to babysit this morning due to a small child being sick I've slept a long ass time and now have to go do stuff. Mainly because I think the baby I live with is also sick and tired of him screaming and fussing so she's yelling at him. Crying babies I can take. Yelling adults, not so much.So I am off. First stop is going to be the walgreens where I will pick up a massive bottle of water and an even larger redbull. Because thats how I roll. Over caffinated and stuff.Then to the Tux place to drop off the boys sizes thus far, and get the neck sizes of Van and Dad. Then off to the craft store in Algonquin to pick up more bags, which is silly because I can't ac