far from home...confessions of a bad conversation

today has been, well..a day.  yup that kind of day.  the kind where things go a little sideways and then you end up yelling at your mama.  my mama lives far away in a land called oklahoma, and here i am in cali-forn-ia.  the last time she saw my wee turtles they were 5 and 7.  it was a short visit, we were there for a funeral. they are 7 and 10 now. that's NOT how i want them to remember her.  i don't have a lot of extra cash but i can scrape up a plane ticket.  i just want her here, for my kiddos.  oh i miss her too, but that ship sailed awhile ago.  my turtles however deserve grand-parental love!  feeling a little selfish on behalf of family, feeling a little guilty for working too much and just plain missing my mama.  too bad i came off like a bitch during that conversation. 

It's been a long long long time...no commas..no caps

free floating free forum periods only. no commas no caps.  you missed me? probably not.   i did not miss me.  it has been one giant sh!& hole full of sh....shhhhh...no realy fricken shhhhhhhhhhhh.

crazy mazy flipping it corporate and homemade all at the same time.  i can't even tell y'all what i'm talkin about.  i can't cain't ain't gonna do it.

key words; kids. husband. husband. marriage..fidelity..love love love love love that man. mom...whoa really mom.. in the words of my 9 year old. wow ((all caps)) in a cap free world.  6 year old..competitive..moody..mother fricken 6!!  work.rent.babysitters.

anyway y'all.  apply your own story here because it is way more fun to do it that way.  more soon from the mc in the ec ..ca

peace love and mother fricken hecka becoming east bay y'all