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Friday, September 23, 2005 ----- hurricane rita
so, here we are in austin tx. what should've been a 3 hr drive turned into an 11.5 hr drive. it was horrible, but i'm thankful that we made it out better than some of the people that haven't made it out yet. michael came back tues night. not much of a welcome home, but thank God that he got back in time. we left houston on wed. around 5 pm to be stuck in bumper to bumper traffic till about 11 pm, maybe midnight i can't really remember. shortly after the college station exit, we were flowing pretty good. we arrived here at 4.15 am on thurs morn. cell phones are still all screwed up, and there isn't any gas anywhere. i dread going home. i can't imagine doing that again. having a penis at a time like that would've been the most helpful. i'm thinking i just might stick it out about a week and see what happens, i don't think i can bare to be away from michael that long though. i just can't imagine getting stuck in that traffic again though, especially with the kids. anyway, it's destiny's bday today. not much of a bday, but we did the best we could, with what we have. i am so thankful today in many ways, and believe in God more than ever. i will keep posting as long as i have internet access.patty
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Sometimes I'm mad at the world, and I take it out on everyone around me...but for the most part, I'm happy with my life...
But I am a dreamer...I am a MOM, a WIFE, a daughter, an aunt, a sister, a cousin, a grandaughter, a neice, a hardworker, a true friend,
a nag, lazy, mean, bitchy, bossy and hard to deal with, but that's me...
I'm me, no matter what that may be....you can either love me, or hate me...
Did you know that every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back...
I've learned you gotta live your life to it's fullest, cause tomorrow is not promised to us, we gotta take each day and live it like it was our last.
I wanna LOVE my husband like he's never been loved, I wanna be the best mom that I can be to my kids.
I wanna ROCK OUT, WITH MY CROTCH OUT (not literally)...I don't want to have one single regret the day that I die...
I want for people to remember me...
When I grow up, I want to be a photographer...I want to take beautiful pictures of people...it's just my silly dream, don't know if I'll ever get around to doing it....one day Patty, one day...
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