Godsmack

Right. Well me and my best friend Angela went to the Godsmack concert last night. It was fucking unbelievable. I keep wanting to say "fucking tits.." I hate it but one of my friends will not shut up with that phrase. I am sooo like, in the Godsmack zone right now and I can't get over it. Amazing, Amazing. Sully was soooo hot. And I got hella good pics on my phone... [now to figure out how to get them to the comp]. We had a great time, and would have been standing in a really good spot, was it not for a fat couple boppin around in front of us the whole time. They seriously could not sit still, so I was straining my neck and my knees to see around them the whole time. And for real, they should not have been there. They were old and I was like, go take care of you children who you probably home school on a ranch somewhere. man. 

I don't know if I mentioned that we had our wedding reception a while ago. [JC there are fruit flies flying around my head providing an annoying distraction]. It was super fun, and we got a hotel afterwards. I think everyone else had a lot of fun too. My favorite part, tho, was taking pictures beforehand, rather that the reception itself ;). I had a fabulous dress, and a fabulous hair do done by none other than my beauty school sister. It was amazing. 

I just finished reading the fourth book in my favorite series... Prey by Rachel Vincent. Absolutely incredible. Like, cannot physically ever release the book from my hands while I'm reading it. She is an amazing writer. And such an inspiration. I hope to be that someday, someday when the kid thing is no longer an obstacle and I have time to sit down and write my books. 2 of which I already started by the way.... totally unrelated. 

Speaking of the kid thing tho, wow I don't know what it is lately, but I'm having a hard time once again coming to terms with the fact that I am a parent. I so definitely wasn't ready for this. God I love her to fricken death. She is my world... my little Moon Baby. But still, I have such a hard time accepting that I have to be ultimately there for her. For everything. She is mine... MY gift from God, that no one else can claim. I love her, and I will do it, joyfully, but it's such a hard thing. I don't and can't even talk about it with anyone. The best listeners I know can never understand because they don't have kids. I am dealing the best way I can. And I will. And continue to do so. 

She is waking up, and I wanted to write more but I'll have to at a later time. so thats all for now.