Five hours to be up and still no sleep.

My time its 8 minutes until 1 am. I know your thinking good God almighty woman you have to be up in five and half hours.  That's right I do, I mean how lovely would it be that the kids get up quietly, dress themselves, feed them breakfast.  (which in all honesty mine eat at school if they chose to. I now award me horrible mom of the year because I don't wake up every single morning to fix my kids a breakfast. To be honest they chose to eat at school. )   Oh back to daydreaming,  brush their hair and teeth,  gather/make sure they have everything, and then wake me up when it's time to take them.  So what's keeping me awake you may ask? Well it's honestly a number off things. 1. The major thing is my pinched sciatic nerve.  I had a wreck my senior year of high school and fracture my tailbone. Over the years the bottom of my spine which some refer to as your tailbone has curved and looks like a hook.  Which also puts pressure on my sciatic nerve. My son also when I was pregnant laid on my nerve. (Thank You Son*insert sarcasim*) 

2. Not as major but important. Cluttered mind,stressful mind, and it won't shut off. I'm in the process of "fall purging". I fall clean and purge, nor spring. Don't ask why, it just works for us better. Don't get me wrong I do spring clean as well just not in depth. However, I'm tired of the clutter. But trying to do it all by yourself gets tiresome (no pun intended). But I lay in bed thinking, what I might do next and then bam, I am up writing a blog post. Before u know it, it's late and I'm needing my brain to shut up at least for 5 hours. Instead I will drag tomorrow and get little to nothing done. Which leads me back to square one. Ugh !!!!!

3. On top of all of that I also suffer from insomnia. I am sure ya could figure that out when I said my brain doesn't shut off when it should. No further details to explain. 

Now I will try this whole bed thing one more time. 

Adios Amigos/amigas. 

Diedra 

Growing Up..

It is something that from the time we are born we are taught. We aren't taught how to "grow up" but we do just that. The things we are taught are for us to take with us when we venture away from our parents. When life takes full force and we become an adult. However there are people out there that just never get that memo. I am no saint but I am human. I do use curse words. When I was younger and going through the "growing up" stage yeah I cursed liked a sailor. As I have become an adult and grew up. I learned that ya can get your point across without being a raging lunatic (well sometimes not all the time.) You know the E Card that floats around Facebook that says, "Why does mommy have to become a raging lunatic before anything gets done?" Yep can't say that I haven't ever done that but back to being a grown up. Some people never do. Then you look at the parents and you can see why but not always.  But into more detail of where this is going, once you have kids and eventually grow up because not everyone is fully mature when they have their first child. But the does should come where you realize life is so much more happier without the unnessacary drama. Right? Well back to where I said not always.  

When you are a grown woman looking to manipulate people so in the end you can make yourself seem as you are the victim. Isn't just wrong but shows how much attention you crave. Be a woman face facts and realize you are in the wrong. There is no need trying to tear a small family like town down just so you can get off. It gets old after a long while. No after the first day. Well needless to say this year is almost over and the drama I have been bring into has gonna on started in March of this year. But in the end it shows your mentality and just how childish a person really is. When a person changes their number to get rid of the harassment and you wait months until the initial fight was over to start more again unnessacary drama to get your fix is childish. To involve people in it that barely even know who you are to get a rise out of me is childish. To lie and say you didn't get your add whooped by someone that wasn't me as well as 15 times smaller than you, then get on Facebook and claim the poor pitiful me I tried to kill myself and no one cares. Is again childish because it shows in that situation that ya can't come to terms with getting your ass whooped because others finally figured you out.  But then blame me and say I am the one getting the story wrong and spreading "lies" when I can't help I was told ya got your ass whooped. But doesn't mean I was saying anything about it. 

But last but not least lets explain the true childish side of this person and her manipulation. She's in her late 20s a child my daughters age but she coaches her child to go to school and bully the people she's mad at children. Who from the grown up parents children had no clue anything was going on. 

Again just venting because in the last week I have been a raging lunatic sailor but in the end I am still the grown up in the situation.  My 6 year is more grown up than the grown woman I am referring to. Now that's sad. 

But after the venting I am heading to bed. Hope to get a great nights sleep. :) 

Ps. If there is any grammar or misspelled words, sorry it's almost 2 am and I've been up since 7 so I am tired typing most of this with one eye closed. :) 

Happy Birthday To You

Happy Birthday to everyone that has had or will have a birthday in October. Who's birthday do I celebrate in October, you may ask? Let me start with my baby girl turned 10. Yes, big ten year on our hands.  She had a last minute birthday party that she enjoyed so much.  Ten days later is my daddies birthday. He turned 60 this year. He has always told me that the day he turned 50, ten years ago he received the best present ever in which was Ryleigh.  Five days after my dads birthday (which is today) is Ken's birthday. He turned the big 34 today. He has enjoyed it by going outside teaching our son how to shoot deer in the "butt"! (Don't worry all Brayden has is a small children BB gun, he isn't allowed to touch it without adult supervision.) he took Brayden out to where Ken has been hunting to check to see if his "salt rocks" have been messed with. Then went skeet shooting with what might as well be our brother in law. And finally tomorrow the 26th is my sisters birthday. Whom will be the big 38 (she will probably hunt me down for enclosing her age) but hey she still looks young. 

October is the month we have that literally is the most obnoxious month when trying to budget.  It's everyone we loves birthday month. But on top of it all my baby cousin had her baby October 21st. Woohooooo Lordy help me. 

Do you have a huge month that every other day your celebrating a birthday? 

October is ours....

What's yours? 

Hope you enjoy reading this post. Come back now. 

Carnival in the Cold...

This past weekend was one of our local towns annual carnivals. As well as the annual huge parade that my daughter participates in for her dance class.  Needless today this is the first year in six years that we've done this parade that the temperature was devastatingly cold. It wasn't just a cool morning and hot afternoon. I don't think the temp made it past 50 on top of misting rain.  Cold weather didn't stop my babies enjoying their time. Mines the one in the red in re picture below.