Kids, the things they do

I always tell people that my life both ended and began with children.  I am the mother of two boys (aside from Sam), Logan who is four and Aiden who is18 months.  Before the boys, my husband and I lead a life of leisure filled with ski vacations and road trips galore.  We had a busy social calendar that kept us out late at night and always on the go.  I ran a retirement day program for adults with developmental disabilities and found this job immensely satisfying.  Despite this, after Aiden was born I resigned to stay at home with the boys during the day and work nights.  While having children might have ended my life of recreation filled vacations and late nights it enabled me to experience a deeper love for life through my children.  It allowed me to follow the dream of going back to school and it offered me the opportunity to experience joy on an entirely new level.  While my life might have been good before, it is wonderful now.  

And the first assignement is due

School started this week and I'm proud to say that while the first assignement was due last night at midnight I had it in by 10:07. Considering Logan is walking, my brother just moved in, and we spent the last three days trying to get the rental fixed up I'm doing well.

Houdini

Houdini. He was a escape artist, right? Sometimes I wish I was too.

Cults and such

Between Amberlee's Nate and Uncle Jim there is a lot of cult stuff going on. I'm not sure whose side story is more interesting: the one who lived in the cult as a child and ended up mostly almost all the way normal or the one who grew up in a relatively normal home as a child and now is in the cult like religion.

Either way, I want to know more about both of their inner-workings and about both of them but am not sure where to start. Jim is a bit tight-lipped about his church knowing that Grandma disapproves and Nate will only talk about it after a few drinks and then a few more. I just don't have the energy to get the information but still crave the info on the crazies.

The Basement, for reals ya alls

It is dry. It has been raining for 2 days and the basement is dry.

Going Back to School

I'm gonna do it. Seriously.

Things to think about

1000's of things to think about but this one comes up the most.

Why is it so hard to have a conversation with you?

Why can't I tell you little things like, please help me. Please change this.