I'm thankful for running across this today because it has shown me that I have in fact "grown up" a little, even though most days I feel like throwing a tantrum equal to that of my three year old, and now I don't have to think of something to write about and all of you get ten posts for the price of one. I expect compensation by means of barter. I will accept pies and/or food covered in either gravy or cheese. Thank you.
Wait-- you can't leave us hanging. Did you in fact move to "Mule Town" and move in with your Mom? Don't be a cocktease. A grown woman and her four (or three) kids living with Grandma sounds like every zany sitcom on TV. If yes, how long did it last? Why aren't there more hilarious blog posts about family adventures and misadventures? Questions, so many questions...
ReplyDeleteI did move in with her with my three girls. I met my husband shortly after moving there and then we moved in together, had our son, got married, and moved away to Arizona. We aren't fans of traditional behavior. haha:)
DeleteLike Gina I want answers, and I want them now! If you did move to Mule Town then, damn, five years ago you and I were practically neighbors. You were living in Fresno and then your life turned into Raising Hope only, I assume, with more psychopathic killers.
ReplyDeleteI don't blame you for quitting your blog at that point because stuff like that can really kill your spirit. And it turned you into a newt!
But you got better.
HAHAHAHA!!! It was a good thing that I moved there. I would have never met my husband if I didn't. Actually, I met my first husband there, too, so I would have never morphed into this maniac mom of four if I didn't meet either of them there and the we would have never formed this awesome blog alliance... AND THEN TIME AS WE KNOW IT WOULDN'T EXIST...Whoa, man, I just blew my own mind...
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