I've been sitting on my ass all day. It's been hotter than black market crack outside and I haven't been in the mood to deal with the weather. I feel like Jabba the Hut, without the princess in a bikini chained up.

Life's been mildly busy, mostly relaxing, and generally slow.

• My love for Justin grows deeper and deeper every day.
  
• The house is coming along nicely. It's going to be beautiful!
  
• I sent the wedding dress back becuase I hated how it fit. I don't have any idea what I'll wear for our wedding.
• I've been cutting pictures out of magazines of ideas I like for the house. It's been fun. I've got some good ideas, if I can find a way to implement them.
  
• My classroom is finally painted. I can start working in there more whenever I want.
  
• School starts in less than a month! YIKES!
• I've felt about the size of a house lately. I'm going to have to get my fat ass a treadmill. I hate the way I look and haven't felt pretty in a good while. I'm gonna have to work on that. STAT!
  
• I'll be in Amarillo for 4 days for a 2nd grade teacher's reading conference. La Quinta better kick some ass, or I'll be kicking ass.
  
• I want to get a dog. Sortof.
  
• We're supposedly getting a $2,000 raise this year. I'll be putting it into savings. I REALLY want to save some money up.
• I want to go on vacation somewhere but I can't afford it. Lazbuddie isn't even a place where you can PRETEND to be on vacation. Kiddie pools and a swimsuit don't equal fun.
  
• I'm alot less stress. My random zits have cleared up but the weight is staying. I'm going to work to be mroe relaxed this year. It'll be for EVERYONE'S benefit. Fo Shizzle.
  

Happy Birthday, Justin! I love you!

I had every intention of making Justin a birthday cake. I mixed the batter, put it in the pans, and put the pans in the oven at the recommended temperature. Somewhere down the line I messed something up because the next thing I know, the cake is oozing out of the pans and ALL OVER the oven. I rushed to turn it off and waited a good hour before cleaning it out. I then spent an entire hour bawling, scraping, wiping, and vaccuming to get the entire thing clean. By that time there was no way I'd be able to make another. There aren't words for how upset I was that I screwed up. Gah.

I think we slept well last night. Having this drama with my girly parts has made me insanely uncomfortable. I've been downing Advil and praying for relief. I've been waking up on the wrong side of the bed (literally). Since the doctor told me to stop taking my birth control for the rest of this month in order for me to get my system back in order, I've felt like dog crap. My hormones are raging (I cry at the drop of a hat... more later on that) and I've got the worst cramps I've had in MONTHS AND MONTHS.  I took an otc sleeping pill and snuggled up to Justin. I felt warm and safe. It felt so good.

I haven't told anyone much about tmy health business. I told Justin I wasn't feeling well. I haven't even told Mom. I just don't want anyone worrying. Everything is effed up because of that antibiotic  I took for the snots. I can't wait for it to go away.

 I'm glad he liked his birthday present... and that he took at least one of the two bags of mini snickers home with him. I'm already upset about being fat. I don't need to crave them.

I can't make myself try on my wedding dress that I ordered. I need to do it so I can know if I need to send it back. I'm scared that I'll hate it. Low self esteem is not cute. I just want to feel beautiful on our wedding day. I want to be beautiful for him.

School's officially out. I have an idea for an l.j. entry on that alone... and I may do that. I'm not sure what I'll be doing with my time, but I am hoping I'll get lots of rest, spend more time with Justin,  make plenty of plans for our wedding, and get away here and there for fun weekends. Oh, and lose (I'm not even kidding!!!) 20 pounds. That'd be NIIIIIIIIICE. We'll see how it all works out.

. I'm going to lay on the couch and watch something on television that won't make me cry. I hope everyone has a great memorial day!!!!!

Current Mood: drained

Here's a little documentation of what's been shakin' in our part of the world.

~Mags

EARTH DAY: Here's a heap of photos from Earth Day. The Third Grade teacher and I teamed up with the FCCLA teacher (my neighbor Ann) to tear out and re-plant all of the flower beds at the school. They hadn't been tended to in a good 2 years. Here are a few photos of our day.




2nd Grade, 3rd Grade, and the High Schoolers


2nd Grade/Jr. Carneys Ready to Plant!


Hike Schoolers Carrying Soil and Mulch


Too many Indians, not enough Chiefs.


Tearing out useless crap.


Micah, Kennedi, and Regan loadin' the trailer.


Chase, Ryan, Wes, Jacob, and Mrs. Smith digging.


Alonzo and David digging out a stubborn plant.


Albert hauling dirt to the trailer.


The long bed after... There are marigolds between the bushes.


The corner bed. You can't see the Marigolds, Bachelor Buttons, Vinca, Bluebonnets, and Lantana. They're all there. They just need to GROW more.


This bed  is at the front walk. That's the "Lazbuddie Longhorns" double L and some random orange plants. It looks AWESOME now that it's grown out some!


The long day is over. Justina, Alonzo, Micah, Me, Regan, Kennedi, & Peter


Me, Regan, and our matching hats.


My Birthday: Here are 3 photos I was able to take before my camera was stolen. Those idiots didn't get my memory card. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! BITE ME!


The cake Kennedi brought.


The cake Justina brought. 14 Candles. Melty. Awesome.


Blowing out the candles.


Sister-in-law's Graduation: Amanda graduated with a degree in Interdisciplinary Studies (EC-4) from Lubbock Christian University. She's interviewed with LubbockISD and is waiting and praying to hear from them soon.

Amanda (Sis in Law) and her sisters. Yes, they all have perfect grills.



All of the "Kids"... Mom took this, excuse the blur.


The Rogers Family. Dad, David, Amanda, Mom, Me.

Mother's Day projects: We painted terra cotta pots and then I sprayed fix on them. Then, we filled the bottom with rocks (after sealing the hole) and raffia. We then took Bic pens and covered them in florist's tape while attaching an artifical flower to the top. They were SOOOOOOO cute!


From the Top...


Side View.


Up Close and Personal.

Current Mood: happy

This is for you.

I think the winnie should have THIS as a bumper sticker. FO SHIZZLE.




Loves You!

Current Mood: happy

Jack: Guess what I just got off of eBay?
Grace: I don't know what you got, but I know a scooter that just won a homosexual.



BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA GREAT EPISODE!!!!

I hate that this series is ending.

Current Mood: content

I know most of you L.J.-ers on my list are BOOBers as well. You know the power of this song.

This song is pouring out of my heart today. I can't get it off of my mind. I want to share it with those of you that haven't heard it. You deserve to feel the emotion this song evokes. This is a copy and past from a lyrics site... if anything's off, sorry. I'm running out of time during my conference.

And Baby, if you're reading this...  I love you. 


"18th Floor Balcony"
~ Blue October

I close my eyes and I smile
Knowing that everything is alright
To the core
Close that door
Is this happening?
My breath is on your hair
I'm unaware
That you opened the blinds and let the city in
God, you held my hand
As we stand
Taking in everything.

And I knew it from the start
So my arms are open wide
Your head is on my stomach
And we're trying so hard not to fall asleep

But Here we are
On this 18th floor balcony...
we're both flying away.

We talked about mom's and dad's
About family's pasts
Getting to know where we came from
Our hearts were on display
For all to see
I can't believe this is happening.
I raised my hand as if to show you I was yours
That I was so yours for the taking
I'm still so your for the taking
Thats when I felt the wind pick up
I grabbed the rail while choking up
These words to say and then you kissed me...
I knew from the start
So my arms are open wide
And your head is on my stomach
And we're trying so hard not to fall asleep

But here we are
On this 18th floor balcony...

I knew from the start
So my arms are open wide
Your head is on my stomach
And we're trying so hard not to fall asleep

Here we are
On this 18th floor balcony...
we're both flying away.

And I'll try to sleep
to keep you in my dreams
so I can bring you home with me
and I'll try to sleep
and you keeping you in my...dreams

I knew it from the start
My arms are open wide
Your head is on my stomach
We're not going to sleep
But here we are
On this 18th floor balcony...we're both..
flying away

Current Mood: content

Man, my moods have been OUT OF CONTROL!!!! I'm up one minute and down the next. I'm going to HAVE to get to my doctor and get this crap straightened out. Maybe the walking and the quitting smoking will help.

I went from loving the job to hating it and back to liking it in 5 days. I seriously searched the net for other jobs on Wednesday. I don't have the money or means to move somewhere else just to pack up and move again when we get married. I'm going to stick it out here... I think I'm simply burned out. They wonder why they lose so many teachers... if people who were given responsibilites would actually live up to them and take care of them, we teachers wouldn't be up to our necks in dog crap.

My current list as follows:

1. 2nd grade classroom.
2. Next year teaching all English, Reading, and Language Arts for 2nd and 3rd grade.
3. Being in charge of the Renaissance Reading program. It's internet based and I'm the only one that can figure ANYTHING out on a computer.
4. Researching new diagnostic programs for assessing our students' needs.
5. Begging for a new Reading Textbook.
6. Organizing a field trip. One teacher started to do it and dumped it on me.
7. Monitoring the books in the Library. Downloading Accelerated Reader tests and ok-ing any new books brought into the library.

What I will be doing next year:

1. 2nd and 3rd Grade E.L.A. and Reading, also Science and Social Studies for 2nd.
2. Renaissance Reading.

I refuse to do any more RANDOM crap they ask of me just because they are too lazy to do it themselves. Hire a freaking Librarian and have THEM do the Renaissance and the Library work. I'm not ADMINISTRATION and I DO NOT need to be approving books for the library. GET REAL.

I also won't be researching any more things for him unless I want those things. That's right, kiddos. It's time he did his own freaking work. I don't care how "busy" he is. If he doesn't have time to do his job, they need to hire an assistant principal or get one that CAN do the job. Most of my bitterness about this is I am not acknowledged or thanked for my work. I'm treated like shit and I've been afraid of getting blackballed if I don't do what he asks of me. I don't care anymore.

I will NOT be in a crunch next year for a field trip. We'll team 2nd and 3rd up and just go somewhere. No more tip toe-ing around the principal because he wants us to go where HE things is appropriate. Wow. I don't think you have a leg to stand on, Mister, when you don't even know the NAMES of the students. GET FREAKING REAL. We're in charge of the kids, we'll take care of their field trips.

Things will improve. It's time I started looking out for me and my life. In the words of Tom Petty,

"... You can stand me up at the gates of Hell and I won't back down..."

I'm feeling empowered... maybe it's the allergy medicine... maybe it's the sudden realization that I am the person in charge of my destiny and I am the one that can make a difference. My life is good and I simply have to let it be so.

Lord, give me strength. Teach me the power of the word, "NO."

Amen.

Current Mood: determined

I can't find my digital camera. I think someone stole it here at school. If that's the case, they can rot in hades.

Anyway, Happy Birthday to me last Friday! School was fun- 2 of my students brought me cakes, one brought me a present, they all made me cards, and one of the 1st graders brought me a present. So cute! If and when I find my camera, I'll post photos.

I went to Lubbock to see Aaron Watson on Friday night with Amy and her man Mike. It was a blast. I'd needed an Aaron Watson concert something awful! After the concert I went to my parents' house where I stayed until 2pm the next day. I got up before they did so I hung out with Lulu (who is still a mess) and fogged around on the computer. Mom woke up and gave me my presents. A bunch of decorating books, an antique broach, and some cashola. WoOt! I ate lunch with Mom and Dad. Dad brought me back to the house and launched into a lecture about me and Justin selling some sort of shade thing for feed yards and plants. I half-way listened and thought to myself, "NO NO NO! NO SAVE THE WORLD PROJECTS! WE ARE TOO BUSY! DO YOU REALLY NOT KNOW HOW MUCH YOU STRESS ME OUT?!?!?!?>?!" I left and came back for my BFE party.

I got home and showered. I changed and went outside to start the festivities. My neighbors had the horseshoes pit going, a dart board set up in the garage, redneck golf in another neighbor's yard, and a volleyball court in my back yard. There were people everywhere. My neighbor Kenneth smoked briskets for me and several people brought food. I brought cupcakes from Wal Mart and tortillas from Rosa's. Justin came out and seemed to have a good time. He was tired but he was a trooper... 6 games of volleyball, several games of redneck golf, a couple of games of horseshoes and a game of poker. Throw in a full day of work and I have an AWESOME fiance!!!! Anyway, most of the night was great. Some of the women at the party started talk about wanting us to set a wedding date and Justin threw his hands in the air and walked out. I was pissed. It's none of their damn business! How embarassing! I'm tired of them asking when we're getting married and I was humiliated when Justin stormed out and left because he didn't want to deal with it. Maybe he saw what I deal with every day. (I never want him to feel bad, but maybe it helped give him a better understanding of my stress level. Women with nothing to do are CRAPPY!) After that we went outside where another one of the women from the area started bitching about her husband. Justin promptly disappeared too. God, I hate people that talk just to start shit. She's notorious for being a bitch. Anyway, at that point my party started to suck. I was pretty much by myself. I went to the house and cried a little (because I'm a crier) and once I calmed down I came back outside and Justin and this random person named Guy decided to play poker. Justin and I played him and ended up winning $20. NICE! We decided to go home and on the way there Justin got asked to help someone take a guy home who was beyond drunk. STUPID DRUNK PEOPLE NO NO NO! I went home and got ready for bed. Justin stayed over and was very sweet and loving. I felt better just being with him.

All in all, I'm grateful for friends to have fun with. I had a good birthday. I hope that the next time I celebrate a birthday I'll be able to elimiate the dramatic people that are out to stir up trouble constantly. I have no respect for people like that. Gah.

Happy Birthday to me... 26 had better rock.

Peace.

Current Mood: content

Justin called. I swear he read my livejournal. So much for keeping my drama under wraps. I didn't want him to know what I mess I am, but I'm glad he does.

We talked for an hour. It was the best hour ever. He asked over and over, "What else, baby? What else?" I tried to dodge, but I ended up telling him most all that's on my mind.

He said that if it rains like crazy (which I'm praying for as I type) that we'll get to go to Lubbock on Friday for Aaron Watson. That'd be so fabulous! Even if it doesn't rain, knowing that he wants to go settles me.

Elena and Justin are both right. School's almost over. I can't let this shit get to me. I just need to finish out the year, go on a field trip, and make sure that we have as much fun as possible with the least amount of brain waves used. I'll get right on that.

He told me that if the birth control isn't helping then I ought to consider not bothering with it. I want it to help... but it's not. Maybe I need to visit my doctor again. I'd love to not take it, but I think that for now, I'll stick to it.

He told me about the progress on the house. The painting company quoted him, GET THIS, $17,000 to re-texture and re-paint the entire house. 17,000 DOLLARS? ARE THEY ON CRACK?!?!?!? Yes, we're getting another quote. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!? Yikes! He told me that I managed to choose the most expensive Formica and I told him they needed to put prices on this shit. He told me I was getting what I wanted and not to worry about it. Wow. They've started extending the roof as planned and the cabinet doors and drawers are going in. He said it looks just like the picture I chose. I can't wait to see it! These things take time, I know. I just want them to take less time. Does anyone have patience pills? ANYONE?! Above all, with the house, I appreciate EVERYTHING he is doing for me and us. The house is going to be beautiful and I am thrilled that I get to start out our life together in such a wonderful home. You are all invited to visit once we've settled and I've decorated.

We're going to have the wedding the way we want it. I'm not going to let my overzealous family make my decisions. We're going to do what we want, make OUR commitment to each other, even if that means that an Elvis impersonator will be there. It's what's best for US.


Things are going to get better. I just had a bad day... or last 3 days. I can't let this crap get to me. (We agreed on that.)

I am so humbled to have someone in my life that loves me as patiently and unconditionally as he does. I'm eternally grateful to God (and Jim and James of hotornot) for giving me the man of my dreams.

I'll update more as life gets better. Thanks for ya'lls support. I needed it.

I'll also post photos of our Earth Day project when I can.

Deuces,
M

He gives me a quiet mind... and I love him until the end.

Current Mood: calm

Ugh. I'm so tired of.... well... everything.

 I've gotten to a point where all I want to do is sleep or eat. Mostly both. I'm gaining weight, I'm tired, my allergies are a mess, and above all, I'm about as stressed as I can be without exploding.

My birthday's coming up on Friday. I'd like to go see Aaron Watson on Friday, but I don't want to go without Justin. I love my friends in Lubbock, don't get me wrong, but I really want to be with him on my birthday. I worry he won't be able to go. Le Sigh. 

My neighbors are throwing me a party on Saturday. (It was my idea.) I've got to get to town and buy groceries. I don't expect presents or anything. I just want a few margaritas and for people to have a good time. (Nice weather would be handy as pockets, too.)  Justin seemed to have fun last Saturday night with the Lazbuddie crowd. I think. Maybe if he doesn't make it to Aaron Watson, he can come out here for that. I hate throwing my own parties and planning my own birthday festivities. It'd be nice if for once someone would surprise me. God, that would be nice. Birthdays suck.

Partial list of what I'm stressed about: 

1. End of school. Packing and re-organizing an ENTIRE classroom without help. I did it last year for the woman I SUBBED for and I think it's retarded. 

2. Finding a place to go on an End of Year field trip. Where to go? What to do? Why do we live in BFE? 

3. Not fitting into clothes because I am gaining weight... not losing weight due to a still painful and majorly swollen ankle... I can't get out to walk even if I wanted to. My ankle KILLS every day. I tell people it's okay so that they leave me alone. I lie. 

4. Not being able to force myself to stop snacking during the day. I can't stop. I've tried drinking more, chewing gum, etc. The next step for me is going to end up being ordering some appetite suppressant pills. Jeebus.

5. Not being able to stop smoking. I hate to admit it, but I'm addicted. 

6. Not seeing Justin every day... and some days not even getting to talk to him. I understand how hard he works, but when my neighbors are the only people to talk to, I get lonely. I cherish the time we do get to spend together, but I still wish it was more. 

7. Not having a wedding date set. I want some sort of goal. A finish line. I want to know that I won't be engaged forever. I want to be able to answer the RETARDED IDIOTS out there that think I'm a moron for not having a date set. 

8. Not knowing Justin's parents. I want to get to know them but there's not been an available opportunity for that. 

9. Family making me feel guilty for not doing things the way THEY see fit. Nothing I want for my wedding, for myself, is right by them. I want Vegas, not some JOP in Lubbock. I don't want to get married in a church. I don't want to work for my father this summer. Just because I'm on the board doesn't mean I should have to put up with MORE bullcrap than I already do. (The list goes on and on and on...) 

10. Having not only a mother but an aunt and cousin who are treating me like I'm 5. If I don't call or e-mail it's because a) my cell SUCKS out here, b) E-mailing requires time that I don't have and c) because I don't feel I should have to share EVERY minute detail with you. GET OUTTA MY KOOLAID. 

11. Goliath will never be the same dog... and it's simply not right. I swear he's brain damaged. I miss the dog he was. 

12. The house progress moving so slowly. (I know that's normal, but I want to get married and we can't till that place is finished!) 

13. Knowing I can't get another job in a different district until we get married because I can't afford to live anywhere else.... and I'm starting to hate this one daily. 

14. Knowing I'm going to have to trade my truck in and most likely get a car or small SUV thanks to gas prices. I like Moby. I don't want to trade him in. I'm scared of cars. Literally petrified of driving them. GAH. 

15. Knowing I have to start registering for wedding gifts.... without my mother being there to pick at me and nag at me. I don't know what I want. JEEZ. 

16. Feeling guilty for turning my back on a friend after her husband said TERRIBLE things to me. Her husband told me I was a "selfish bitch" and mouthed off more obscenities to me. I'm still bitter. I should forgive and forget... Instead, I've simply tried to forget them. Somewhere, deep inside, I feel guilty for this. 

17. Birth control being one big SNAFU. It's making me nuts. The higher dose is worse. It's not even curing the endometriosis and SCREW YOU if you think I'm having surgery. Could medical science, just this once, come up with something relatively painless that would make life easier? PLEASE?!? 

18. Tired of my parents bitching that I don't get home enough.  I have a home. It's here. When I'm there you lecture, nag, or pry. I don't need that right now. 

19. Missing having friends my age to do silly things with. I miss going to Cory and Aimee's and watching television and playing with the cats. I miss going to Jake's to eat with Amy. I miss going to the pool. I'll have to get used to it, but this adjustment ain't goin' so hot. 

20. Not being able to relax. I sit down and think of something I need to go do. Wish I could have EVERYTHING done for once and get to rest. That'd be NICE!!!!! 


I need a break. I don't see how it would help, but I don't know what else to ask for. I don't want to be home, I don't want to go anywhere... I don't know what I want. I could use a hand to hold and an arm around my shoulders... but that's out of the question where I am. I've got to find a way to get this stress off my shoulders before I shut down completely or I am the 400 pound bride. 

Crap.

Current Mood: crappy

Lu is doing better. Praise God!

He's walking (at his own pace) and he peed outside yesterday! Yay for liftin' that leg! Mom says his eyes are brighter than before and he isn't shaking uncontrollably anymore. She sounds VERY optimistic.

Hopefully this'll all pass. I told Justin last night that after all of this, he'll live to be elventy billion.

Thanks for the thoughts and prayers.

Heart,
Mags

Current Mood: calm

I'm trying not to cry. It's not working.

        

Goliath "LuLu" Rogers is in the doggie hospital right now. He swalled a bone last Sunday and Mom took him to the vet. They had to do major surgery, through both his stomach and his throat to get the bone out. He seemed to be doing okay... not eating or drinking, but doing okay. They had an I.V. on his little leg and after putting a lampshade around his head, they were able to keep him hydrated.

His health didn't improve over the weekend. They tried several times to give him water and food but all he did was throw it back up. This morning they checked him first thing and his temperature had spiked. Mom called the vet to check on him (not knowing that he was worse) and they told her they were going to have to open him back up. They did and they found massive infection in his little body. His liver was infected and swollen, his intestine had quit working and his littly body cavity was full of nasty. They cleaned him up and as they were working on him he crashed on the table. Thankfully, they were able to revive him.

He's in really bad shape right now.

Mom and David went to see him this evening after work and Mom said that he looked terrible. She said he was still bleeding. Mom said Bubba was a wreck. The vet techs were also in tears. (Bubba worked at this Vet Clinic for years and they know David and Goliath very well.) The doctor said that his prognosis wasn't good. Mom asked if they needed to go ahead and put him down. She said she hated seeing him suffer so much. The vet told her to wait... to see how the antibiotics worked through the night and that they could make the decision tomorrow.

I'm an absolute wreck. I know he's just a little dog. I know that if he's meant to go, he's meant to go. I can't get past how terrible I feel, though. I love him SO MUCH. That dog has been with our family since the year I went to college. Every night I've spent at my parents' home, Goliath has slept in my bed. I can't imagine going to see Mom and Dad and not having Goliath there to greet me at the door. I just can't.

I'm trying to be calm and optimistic. I'm trying to be patient. I could really use a hug right now and that's something I simply can't have.

Please say a prayer or send good juju for my LuLu. I don't know what's going to happen and I wish I could be there to kiss his little nose.

I'll update as I find more out.

M

Current Mood: sad

The lady at the post office told me that I am the "best thing to ever happen to Lazbuddie."

She said that I am a beautiful role-model for all of the little girls who will never be pencil think and perfectly pretty. She said that she appreciates me for being proud of who I am and what I look like. She said that I am beautiful and that she's glad I'm here.

Her granddaughter is the sweetest little thing EVER. She comes into my room every morning to hang out before school starts. She's beautiful... and a little chubby. Her mom has her on a DIET. A 7 year old on a diet. WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO?!?!?

I tell this child every day that I love her and that she's beautiful. I want to show her that just because you're a little padded doesn't mean that you're not a beautiful, shining star.

The postmaster's words really touched me today. I'm glad that the impact I'm making here is a positive and encouraging one.

Life is good.

Current Mood: happy

What type of Fae are you?

Current Mood: exhausted

Here are some photos from my trip to Dallas (more to come as I find them... I hope) and from our snowy evening yesterday!



Me and Jonathan atop the Davis Building in Dallas.



Jonathan "Securing His Valuables". This is the shirt I gave him as a "I came to visit!" gift.



Me being mysterious and sexy.... or something to that effect...



Abilene "reunion" with Clay at J.R.'s.



Another Abilene Christian University student. Jarrod and I were on Student Government together.



We WERE the Happy Hour at Martini Ranch.



Me and Jonathan at Rocket Bar... pretending to enjoy ourselves.



*SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW*



Everyone needs a John Deere beanie.



My humble abode and my truck, Moby. All of that snow landed in an HOUR. Cripes!



Wyatt (neighbor's son) being CUTE and playing in his first big snow.



Wyatt and Shyann playing in the snow. I think they ate their weight in snow yesterday.

The snow is melted now... but we had fun. Maybe we'll get some more.

Further bullitens as events warrant~
Mags

Current Mood: chipper

Mom told me yesterday that my Aunt Carol's nephew (other side of the family) shot and killed himself Saturday night/Sunday early morning. He was apparently playing with it at a friend's house and shot himself.

He was one of those kids that was ALWAYS in trouble. He'd been to rehab more times than he could count. He was finally straightening his life out- he was in firefighter school- and then this happened.

Pray for that family. I can't imagine what they are dealing with.

Le Sigh.

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Update:

My trip was great. I'll go into detail later. I had a great time, met wonderful people, had heaps of fun, got a migraine, and was damn near stranded in Dallas thanks to the fog in L-town. Le sigh.

Went to Justin's last night. We watched Starsky & Hutch on the big screen and ate frozen pizza.

I can honestly say that the entire time I was in Dallas I missed him. The last couple of days, even though I was having fun, I missed him terribly.

I'm THAT in love with him.

Cheese!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Welp, I'm off to send the kids to the bathroom and then we're back to the grindstone. Recess is NEVER long enough!

Peace out!
M

Current Mood: content

My uterus hurts.

The birth control was supposed to help this shit. It's about HALF doing it's jobs.

Looking for pills and a bit o'sympathy~
Mags

Current Mood: blah

I'm in a hideous mood.

I need sleep, sleep, a margarita, sleep, and alone time.

Growl.

Current Mood: frustrated