so he's gone to "learn" how to ride a motorcycle....for insurance purposes, of course...with the intent of buying one next year, of course....how nice...for him. I actually am quite happy that he is doing something for a change...but its a borderline pity party for myself since I never fucking do a thing...supposedly "my choice"...but ya know how it goes....someone (me) has to stay with the rats. And to top it all off I've just started reading The Mommy Myth - talk about preaching to the choir....another bad book...oh well...story of my life.
Anyway....not so much is new here...the littles are asleep and that makes me happy...they truly do look like teeny tiny angels...makes me want to keep their cranky little asses....a sleeping baby is a happy mother...I am now going to refer to myself as their mother, instead of their mom...and I am also very saddened by the passing of my girl...Julia....how I will miss thee....I look forward to seeing you on the other side and learning all that you know.