Well, I'm writing yet again....after a very long break. Like the title said I don't even know if anybody reads this. But sometimes you just wanna talk, and that's me right now. I mean I don't have anything important to say....But anyways.
Fall is here. It's official, the leaves are turning. Down my driveway is getting to be so pretty red and orange everywhere. I've always loved this time of year. But this year, I'm a bit nervous. For the past 2 years every fall my dad has had a heart attack. The 2nd one the worst. I don't know, I know that it is highly unlikley for it to happen again (he's changed his habits totally), but he's my daddy. It scares the heck out of me. He still has a lot of health problems that could effect things. I really hope this one is better than last. Last fall, so much happened in such a short time. 1st Robby's accident, then Daddy's heart attack, then Robby's grandpa got sick and passed. It was too much too fast. I feel as if we are truly just now getting over it. I know God doesn't give us more than we can handle, but this year I want a break.
I've thought alot about when we were all kids and were going back to school, excited to see people we had missed over summer. I wish I would have been a lot more relaxed when I was in school. Not cared so much about what others thought. But then who knows what my life would be like now. I mean if I would have had the nerve to let people know how I felt (I had lots of crushes, just never let it show...I was so scared of rejection), would I be with Robby and have a beautiful daughter? Looking back, if I would have been different, I wouldn't be where I am now. I wouldn't change things for anything. I love my life and my family.
I pray that Gracie has her Daddy's attitude about school (to a point, I don't want her doing some things). I want her to have fun, but also know how important it is. Be young. You are only young once. Enjoy each moment and always treasure the memories and friends.
Ok, enough preaching. Let me show you a typical conversation with Gracie. For those of you with kids, you will know what I'm saying. And those that don't....lol....your tmie will come. So this morning I was getting her ready for a bath. It goes like this...
Me: Ok, let's take your clothes off.
Taking off clothes - Gracie covers herself
Gracie: I don't want Daddy to see my butt.
Me: Daddy's not here - he can't see your butt.
In the other room Blondie snorts
Gracie: (intake of breath) I don't want Blondie to see my butt.
Gracie: Blondie wants to see my butt.
Me: No, she doesn't
Gracie: Yes she does
This keeps going on for about a minute....
Me: Ok, Gracie, stop, Blondie does not want to see your butt. Get in the tub.
Grace: Blondie wants to take a bath with me.
Ok, with that silly note...off I go. TTYL!