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I will admit that I’ve shared personal things here.  As strange as it may sound, it’s easier to share things in such an anonymous forum. 

I might have seen some of you on the street, but not known it.  I might have run into you on vacation, but there was no judgment.

Sometimes, it’s good to vent, to get it out, and in a forum like this I don’t worry about judgment, or offending a close friend, or family member.

In life, we all go through ugly.  If you don’t, I would ask if you’re really living, but anyways.  Some things are uglier than others, and a nasty divorce when you have children is one of the ugliest.

But I’m telling you, having been there…keep it off Facebook.

Especially, if there are lawyers involved.  If you put something out there, your friends are going to see it.  Chances are, it WILL get back to your ex, and then all you need is a nasty lawyer to bring it up in court, and guess who looks bad?

Constantly posting all the intimate details of your divorce/separation can lead to loss of friends, even custody if you aren’t careful.

Someone I know is dealing with this now, and though we aren’t close, the fact that she is constantly bad mouthing her soon to be ex, sharing intimate details, etc…well, that’s making me think less of HER.

Am I right to feel that way?  I don’t know.

My divorce from my first husband was relatively easy.  I was young, and looking back now I believe I was clinically depressed, and though there are other issues, they weren’t important at the time.  What WAS important to me, was getting better for my boys.

My trouble came later.  Our boys were older (by ours- I mean Roy and I, he is Corey and Joe’s father in every sense but biological) and understood more. They inferred more, caught little things that a smaller child probably wouldn’t pick up on.

And that made it harder for us.  I had to watch what I said at every turn, how I said what I said.  My ex had no problem dragging me through the mud with the boys, but Roy reminded me NOT to go down that road.  To show them that wasn’t necessary, and that one day the boys would see what was going on.

And they did.  It’s a sad thing to see your children grasp the fact that one of their parents isn’t who they thought they were.  

But I didn’t think it was my job to point out the problems, it was my job to be there for my children when they needed me…Period.

Slinging Mud on Facebook, or a blog, or any other social media site, might make you feel good for a moment, but by doing that, you are doing exactly what no one wants. 

You are putting your kids in the middle.

Younger children might not ever see what you write about the other parent, but is it worth it to take the chance?

Telling every person on your ‘friend’ list the intimate details of your divorce is putting them in the position of potential witnesses-and lying in court shouldn’t be an option.  And again, guess who looks bad?

If you want to vent about a divorce, or a crappy spouse..by all means, vent away, but think about where you’re venting, and who might end up hearing.

l0serzdance:

lifewithboys:

I LOVE this show.  I look forward to this coming back on once the warmer weather gets here.

And this young man is exactly who I would vote for.

He’s confident on stage, he’s smooth, but when he spoke with the judges he was sweet and humble. 

Hope he does well in Vegas!

Thank you! Idk if you’ll see this but I’m so thankful for that comment. I’m so happy to hear that. :)

AHHH…call me a dork, but I got a huge kick out of this!  Loved this young man’s audition, and had to share with you guys.  And then he noticed! 

Call me a fan!  Watch the video if you haven’t already!

I LOVE this show.  I look forward to this coming back on once the warmer weather gets here.

And this young man is exactly who I would vote for.

He’s confident on stage, he’s smooth, but when he spoke with the judges he was sweet and humble. 

Hope he does well in Vegas!

I’m not a fan of the company.  Nevermind that they don’t make X-large or above for women, but I’m pretty sure there sizing is based on Barbie Dolls…not my look.

Their kid’s clothing is the same way!  NONE of my five boys are heavy, and yet Hayden at 9 is wearing an X-Large?  Huh?

But this video rocked, and I will be selling two one sweatshirt and one polo shirt we do have from this store at the yard sale we are having this weekend.

No, scratch that..I’m going to give them away.

I’m sure most people that watch the news have heard about Angelina Jolie’s brave decision.  And make no mistake, I think her decision to have a double mastectomy and then to speak about it so openly was indeed a very brave move.
BUT, what has surprised me is people’s reaction to the fact that Brad Pitt is standing by her side.
Umm..why wouldn’t he?  This is the woman he says he loves (I only use the word ‘says’ because I don’t know the intimate details of their relationship and we only know what he says), the mother of his children.  They’ve been together almost ten years..and yet people are surprised that he has been with her, and continues to be with her during what I am sure is a very difficult time.
What kind of men do these women know?  That’s the real question here.

I’m sure most people that watch the news have heard about Angelina Jolie’s brave decision.  And make no mistake, I think her decision to have a double mastectomy and then to speak about it so openly was indeed a very brave move.

BUT, what has surprised me is people’s reaction to the fact that Brad Pitt is standing by her side.

Umm..why wouldn’t he?  This is the woman he says he loves (I only use the word ‘says’ because I don’t know the intimate details of their relationship and we only know what he says), the mother of his children.  They’ve been together almost ten years..and yet people are surprised that he has been with her, and continues to be with her during what I am sure is a very difficult time.

What kind of men do these women know?  That’s the real question here.

I have to do it!

That’s my husband’s site. He’s funny, smart (sexy, but you don’t need to worry about that) and he has some great posts.

I will admit, some of his posts, are sadly over my head.  I don’t understand all the coding he posts about, or the apps he reviews…but if you’re interested in that, he knows his stuff.

Check out his site!

A few more Deanisms: (and a Haydenism thrown in at the end)

Christina Perri’s “A Thousand Years”

I have died everyday waiting for you

Darlin’ don’t be afraid

I have loved you for

A thousand Years

I’ll Love you for a 

Thousand More



“This song is pretty too, Mommy.” Dean tells me as he’s trying in vain to crawl up my leg, “Who sings this?”

“Honey, you’re too tall for that.” I pulled him up and smoothed his too long hair out of his eyes, “This is Christina Perri too.”

“REALLY?  She has TWO songs.  That’s a lot.” Dean is now sure she is truly amazing.

“It is.” I assured him.

“How long did she love him?  A million years!” He is aghast.

“No, silly.  She said “I have loved you for a thousand years.” I corrected him.

“A thousand years!?  Is she like a vampire?  That’s a long time.  Guys don’t live that long!” I thought this was hilarious, because the song is on the Twilight:Breaking Dawn Part 2 Soundtrack, and yes they are vampires.  How fitting!

The Proclaimer’s “I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles)

But I would walk 500 miles

And I would walk 500 more

Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles

To fall down at your door



“Mommy, would you walk five miles to be with Daddy?” Dean says to me as we are driving to Costco.

“I would.” I assured him.

“Would you walk 500?”

“Yes.”

“Would you walk 500 more?”

“I would.”

“Would you walk 500 MORE?”

“Yes, Dean. I would walk 5000 miles to be with your, Daddy.  That’s how much I love him.” I preempted him because I saw where this was going.

“That’s a lot, Mommy.

“Yeah, is she walked that far, she would fall down at his door.” Hayden chimed in.

And then both the boys hoot with laughter, convinced that was the funniest thing anyone has every said.

Sexiest Song

This is quite a title, and I’m sure there are other songs that are just as sexy, but right now…this is it.

Listen to the second line of the song….I’ll leave it at that.

We have a computer in the kitchen, and when I cook or bake I like to listen to music. (We recently switched from Spotify to Rdio-so far I’m digging it)  if Dean is in the kitchen or the family room, he will periodically ask me questions about the music:

Christina Perri’s “Jar of Hearts”

And Who do you think you are
Running ‘round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts

“Mommy, I like this song.  Who sings it?” Dean asked.

“Christina Perri.  Isn’t it a pretty song?” I answered

“Ohh… Christina!  Like you!” He was excited to make the connection, “Who has a jar of hearts?”

I wasn’t sure how to answer that one.

“Does she have a jar of hearts?  That’s gross.”

R. Kelly’s “Home Alone”

Hands in the air
Drinks Everywhere

“Who has drinks everywhere?”

“Well, it’s a party.” I offered.

“They are gonna get in trouble when their mommy sees they spilled drinks everywhere.”

And the roof, the roof we sets on fire

“OH!  The roof is on fire?”  Dean is worried now, “They shouldn’t play with fire. They should call a fire man.”

Bruno Mars’ “When I was your man”

I should’ve sent you flowers and held your hand
Should’ve gave you all my hours when I had the chance.

“This is a pretty song.  So sad.” I remarked.

“Why?” Dean asked me

“Why what?”

“Why is it sad? Is it because his baby’s dancing with another man?”

Dean has mad powers of deduction.

After we listened to a few more songs, Dean made a request.

Pink’s “Just Give me a Reason”

Right from the start
You were a thief
You stole my heart
And I your willing victim

“Can we listen to ‘Just give me a reason’?”

“Sure, if you can tell me who sings it.” I prompted him.

He looked at me and rolled his eyes, “Pink, Mommy.”

I nodded and hid my smirk, putting the song on.  And I hear a little voice.

“Mommy, you’re a thief.”

I looked at him with a confused look on my face

“You were a thief, you stole my heart!” He smiled at me.

“And you were my willing victim, right?” I asked him.

He nodded, “Sing with me, Mommy.”  

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit’s enough
Just a second, we’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It’s in the stars
It’s been written in the scars on our hearts
We’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

And my little boy sang the entire chorus; got every word right!

It has been a while since I’ve taken a moment to thank all of you that keep me posting here. Whether you follow my site, or just visit every once in a while, or even if this is your first visit, thanks! Thanks so much!

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