Time Flies

I was being extra careful with how I spent the day, today is a special day for a special man in my life. So many years ago a mother gave birth to a difficult naughty man, but heck of a good provider and supporter. I can never thank this mother enough to give him the life's experiences he made to come in my direction. His papa to give him a stern direction of making choices in life.. I want to thank them for giving me their son as my husband. Most of all, Heavenly Father for matching us up together.. we are alike when you really think about it.

O gawd.. we really are alike.. Horrible.. but we enjoy life together.. yah we hit some icky patches but we're working on it. Somethings may not be the same, but we're good.

My brother was reading the paper loud, and said something about Kiddie Kollege.. so I'm gonna look into it. Maybe that's a better draw for my little one, other than rodeo'g.. I really want him to do that.. but I also like to travel on weekends.. So I have to decide which one... Maybe I just need to see what they offer the little ones first.. if it's too babyish.. I'll take him rodeo'g.. He doesn't need to learn to be creative with blocks, when he builds awesome buildings and bridges with his legos at home. Here I go, being a snob again.. Ok.. turn it down a notch or so..

The other night when I was driving home early in the morning... O hubby saw me trying to stay awake so he offered to drive the rest since he got to sleep. Once we traded.. I'm sure I'm not the only one who goes through this but ... I couldn't go to sleep! Aghhh.. We were talking about the brat... I laughed while we talked about him, the song by Rod Stewart "Young Turks" was playing on the Oldies.. I was just remembering my teenage life.. I laughed and told hubby, that boy ain't got a run even if he got a head start.. I was too crazy and mischievious.. Everything I did those years reeled through my head... I sat there and shook my head and wickedly laughed, he can't top it even if he wanted to. Sometimes I wonder if that's why my parents were thankful they got rid of me at an early age... and just how did they put up with me??? I was a hard worker at the house, but my mischief was 4 times worse... I still laugh at it.. I wouldn't even write about the things I did.. It's too crazy.. Only my friends at that time would know about it, and most of them took it to their grave already... There's prolly just one alive right now.. and she only knows the tail end of it... Humm.. to damn funny.. I don't think I really hurt anyone.. just made them suffer a bit.. but hell it's funny.