"Let it stop, I just wanna live my life"-- this was shouted out in the agony that was my 11 year old son's middle of the night stomach virus. Went shopping with Miss Gracie and returned home, quite late. Had intentions of waking up this morning, going to the bank and doing grocery shopping (a lot of times the intended grocery shop doesn't happen when I take a 13 year old to the mall). But we have a good time anyways even if everything doesn't get done.
My stomach feels fine, but I crawled into bed around 1am and slept pretty heavy.... and at four I hear... "MOM" and the agonizing heaving of a child throwing up....now this child is 11 years old 5 ft. 4 inches and weighs 115 pounds (more than I did when I was a senior) the voice is deepening....the face is pimply, the girls are on his mind.... Oh yeah, but when he has a stomach bug he is the most pitiful creature ON THIS EARTH. He was crying out - lying on the bathroom floor.... screaming " Let it STOP, I just wanna live my life." I was, trying not to laugh out loud.... because of the drama, but I thought what a suiting quote, thats how I've felt for quite a while now.... just let me live my life. So, he ended up in bed with me.... with the cartoons on (I refused to put Alien vs. Predator in the DVD). He finally fell into a restless sleep. He is misery when he's feeling sick. Oh, man... the towels I have to wash today. He feels better now. I slept until noon. We almost went to the ER he had me convinced he was dying but I figured it was just queasy and not pain, pain.... He just had pizza so I hope he's gonna survive without being ill.
OK so my Facebook addiction may not "stop" but I'm not going to get on there as much and I created me a family/inlaw/relative free page..where I can post comfortably. Where just the people I actually TALK to are my page. I hope it is inaccessable for the creepers (ha ha ha ha...note earlier posting). Where if I want to vent I can. :-D
Oh the puppy turned up :-D Relief. I feel better today, nothing like filling the "gap" ha, or a little much needed retail therapy. So, I have some hot jeans... which were on sale and super cute. I'll never really wear fours I think but 28 inch waist is only 4 inches off what I was when I was a teen. So I guess I won't complain or hope for smaller. Plus I tried on skinny jeans and I can't wear them, because the size I need is too small for my calves, glad they didn't fit, because I thought they were great jeans-SUPER CUTE-... but the price tag would give someone a heart attack! May follow with pics of the great jeans and the "To Write Love on Her Arms" shirt, really like it hope it doesn't shrink, ha.

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