tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38817212011-04-21T15:28:59.638-04:00Tales from a Crazed MotherI used to be a really interesting person, creative, funny and a great dancer. Then the first of my three children arrived. This is how I am constantly evolving.Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128491361404611894noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881721.post-1114434413199299312005-04-25T09:50:00.000-04:002005-04-25T09:24:30.203-04:00After a perspective of a few years, I realize what I have said in those few post pretty much made sense.A Quick overview.......Child 1 is headed for College (HOLY CRAP!!) in just a few months. I swing between intense pride and absolute terror. She's chosen a school only an hour or so away. MMM maybe too close, I worry. She has a "boyfriend". OY! Truthfully, he's a sweet kid and she's known him Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128491361404611894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881721.post-869643152003-01-05T11:12:00.000-05:002003-01-05T11:18:57.000-05:00Why doesn't it surprise me that the new cat is neurotic? If she thinks she's alone, she walks around the house cying...really! Geez, even at 2, my kids were never this needy and clingy!!
I guess the new year makes ya kind of pensive. I've been thinking a lot about how old I am, and what I have accomplished. I know I have a good life, and that raising 3 kids to not be serial killers (or,as Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128491361404611894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881721.post-868310162003-01-02T10:40:00.000-05:002003-01-02T10:41:43.000-05:00Happy Freeking New Year!! (OK Brian?? stop nagging...i'm back!)
the short version? Survived Halloween, or how much leftover chocolate CAN I stuff into myself. Survived getting a new kitten, (why YES!! I am allergic!! thank you for asking!). Thanksgiving was a Treat. A weekend in Philadelphia for Regional Irish Dancing. Yes, I know, I know!!
Christmas..SIGH..The motherload of ALL overdone Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128491361404611894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881721.post-837315142002-10-29T15:04:00.000-05:002002-10-29T15:04:26.200-05:00Well, it happened, i went over the edge. Maybe all the screaming and yelling isn't completely healthy for you, but hot damn! it felt good!!
I have this theory on being a parent. It goes something like this. You either parent BECAUSE OF or IN SPITE of your parents.
Think about it. Most of us do something inbetween and manage to make some of our parents mistakes. To those we usually add Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128491361404611894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881721.post-834331402002-10-23T20:35:00.000-04:002002-10-23T20:35:46.410-04:00just checking.....Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128491361404611894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881721.post-834322762002-10-23T20:15:00.000-04:002002-10-23T20:15:38.510-04:00I hate third grade. Back in the dark ages, when I did it myself, my teacher was hideously mean, and it was the year my older brother JOINED the freeking Marine Corps at a time when everyone else was burning draft cards. My mother and dad had grim faces and I was trying to make it better by writing him letters.
ANYWAY....I sufferd through the 3rd grade seven years ago with child 1. She had theGinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128491361404611894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3881721.post-834304262002-10-23T19:29:00.000-04:002002-10-23T19:29:59.000-04:00Today is a perfect example of why I need a nanny, and a house keeper. First of all, you need to understand that I have 3 children, (that in the interest of shorter typing and safety, I will refer to as 1, 2, and 3). Their activities and how I handle being a grown up and manage my sanity, wil be the stuff of this blog and (If the network PTB have ANY smarts) a sitcom!
I'll 'splain more. yet Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128491361404611894noreply@blogger.com0