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Tuesday, May 16, 2006 ----- boredom....calgon, take me away...
so michael is gone for 3 weeks. he left yesterday. it was his bday yesterday. we celebrated it on sat. though. i bought him 2 tickets for system of a down...i felt so bad because i don't have a job and i feel like i just bought him something with him own money...but i know that with him gone and me staying home, this is my job now. i'm not just mooching off of him. he said that, he wants me to stay home...that he wanted me to quit, and that his money is my money...he's so sweet. i know that he means it. he sees that i do stuff around here, and take care of the kids...it's not like i have to prove it to him...he actually sees it for himself...but anyhoo...we had a good 2 last weeks. two weeks ago, we went to a party on friday night at bill and britts. we had a good time, rode home on the bike at 430 a.m. didn't get to bed until 5 a.m. colt and courtney, and jeremy and kellie spent the night...we all slept in and hung out on sat. then sat. night we went to the kid rock concert. it was the shiznit...pure awesomeness. hung out with cynthia and javier and brett and vickey...cool folks to kick it with...came home and passed out...sunday, we went to the beach w/ javier and cynthia and the kiddo's...it was sweet. this past weekend...we went to show palace on sat. night to celebrate his bday. first we chose xtc. but then come to find out xtc is now ricks. and it is now a topless bar, that is not byob. fuckers. so at the last minute, we chose to go to show palace...i hate that fuckin' club...too many wetbacks, and it's too smokey in there. but we made do with what we had, and we had a decent time. we ended up leaving early for some reason...but as we were leaving michael decided to read a text message from a friend of mine from back in the day, and he took it out of context...way out of context...he's so retarded when he's drunk...it was something innocent, and he was just drunk and i had to put him in his place...LOL he forgets who wears the pants in this here relationship. LOL i'm kidding. i'm kidding! seriously though, he was sooo trashed. everyone left of course cause they thought i was gonna beat his ass. LOL i was sooo mad though. i'm like, why the fuck is he gonna think that i would do him wrong? he's the only Man that i want in my life...he knows it, i know it...everyone knows it... :) so anyway, we made up of course...i refuse to go to bed mad...i gave him sex, but just plain jane sex...no freaky shit, cause he made me mad! LOL so then sunday, was a GREAT day! the kids gave me lot of cards and presents, and michael bought me a new bulova watch...it's beautiful! and i cried over all the cards that the kids gave me. they mean so much to me! then we bbq'd w/ about 20 of our friends...it was so cool...we had a good time. melissa cracked me up when she went to the room and kicked all the kids out. LOL that was awesome. haha but now all my friends are gone, and michael is gone...and reese is sick...very sick. i hate to be alone. i hate playing mommy and daddy...i'm not complaining...shit, the money is good. and sometimes being apart does us good. it's good for our sex life. LOL imagine the sex we're gonna have when he gets back. ooohh yeah...anyhoo, i gotta go and cook now...oh yeah, and my brother is joining the air force...isn't that fuckin' crazy. my baby brother growing up...he's having a baby...and maybe joining the air force...what a trip...
*patty*
me.
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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