Technical Difficulties...

Due to technical difficulties, er...life, this program will postponed.

Calgon take me away, please!

Catchy Title Should Go Here...

Well I suck at blogging lately... But I did just spend the time to go visit everyone as I sit here at 11:00 a.m. on Saturday morning in my pajamas, all alone, still drinking coffee and listening to MY music, ahhhh..,

Nothing too exciting happening around here. Only two more football games left for the season which is kind of sad since then I won't have anywhere to go on Thursday or Friday's for awhile. Won't even discuss the Booster Club bullshit, it constantly infuriates me to the point of tears. Just about ready to throw in the white towel on that deal...

Hubs hasn't had a Saturday off in as long as I can remember thanks to the wonderful rain that seems to never want to end. Seriously thinking that we have mysteriously transformed into Seattle or something...

Kids are all cool, at the moment, seems that C2 is in one of his 'good periods' right now and that makes life good.

Work is overwhelming. It seems that ObamaCare has scared the masses into buying health insurance before it's too late. Which is FANTASTIC for me and my company but I haven't worked this hard in many, many years and truly was on the verge of considering retiring but now... Well, seriously can't pass up the money right now...

Not looking forward to the holidays, can already feel that doom and gloom feeling coming on, bring out the Prozac! But I am thankful that the weather here feels like fall, a true fall, like other places - wow! C3 announced yesterday morning when we left the house in the morning that it smelled like Christmas? Dude, you live in TEXAS what exactly does Christmas smell like? Normally sweat...

This must be the most boring post ever...

I know, I know, who cares?

I know that high school football might not be as big everywhere else like it is in Texas, and I know that you probably REALLY don't care about our little ol' school...

BUT, each week one of the local TV stations has a game of the week and it is a big honor. They come film at the school, during the pep rally and at the game. This week are game is up for the vote and again I know you REALLY don't care, but we are neck and neck in the standings with another game and WE WANT TO WIN!

So if you have a minute, it REALLY only takes a minute, please go vote for our school.

http://foxhilitesdfw.ning.com/contests

The one to vote for is Colleyville Heritage vs LD Bell. GO BELL BLUE RAIDERS! And REALLY how can you say no to this cute face????????????

Thank you...

Homecoming 2009

Wasn't on the top of my game this year with the homecoming mum but here's C3 and his date (and yes it's the same date from last year, but supposedly they are just friends...) One difference in this year's photo that I must point out, her boobs don't look as big as they did last year or C3 is taller, not sure which...

However the ONE thing that didn't change, I still made the Mum all by myself, uh, hello, June...

Because Betsy asked so sweetly...

Wow what a difference!!!!

Sixteen

Happy Sweet Sixteen to my baby boy! I can hardly believe that he is sixteen already, man how time flies....

Maybe...

Peace and serenity. I feel it coming, hopefully soon. Thanks for all of your for being here for me!

This too shall pass...

I don't think that I have ever described in full detail what life is like being the mother of a bipolar child. I'm not even sure I know how to describe it to be quite honest with you. I can tell you that it is gut-wrenchingly hard, it breaks my heart and it destroys my soul during the bad times. During the good times there is no love better than the love of your child. I wish I knew the secret. I wish I knew the answer. I wish I had the cure. I wish that the fog that has been hovering for so long could be lifted. I wish I had the sweet, loving little boy of years past back in my fold. I wish I could hold him in my arms and instead of promising that everything will be alright, that I could make it alright. But I can't. And I never will have that power. I just have to try and make it to the end of the latest fog and pray that it does clear. I just have to keep putting one foot in front of the other. I just have to hold my head high. I just have to continue to pray to the higher being. I just have to keep believing that HE will answer my prayers. And on days like today, it's okay if I lose my ability to do all of these things and lay in my bed in the fetal position and cry my heart out and grieve for that little boy that I miss so much. And hope and pray, that this too shall pass. Even though the feeling to scream and get mad at HIM for placing this burden on me and my son is overwhelming. This too shall pass... Please God let it pass.