Feelings

So in an effort to bridge the gap between my oldest daughter and I, I decided to go back to my counseling appointments. Apparently because of my troubled childhood I am not able to connect with my daughter in a very productive way, she is and has been very difficult to deal with, but that is perhaps another blog for another day. I am very apprehensive about counseling, whilst I am open to someone analyzing me, and giving me suggestions and what not. I HATE talking about the things that occurred in my childhood I guess I fail to see why any of that is pertinent I mean aren't people always saying whats in the past is in the past? If I am to be honest I guess I don't like to cry, I despise any shows of what i deem to be weakness, I hate crying in front of people and rarely do. I find re-hashing old hurts to be tedious and rather pointless. But I'm desperate to be able to connect with my daughter and I'M willing to do anything it takes, so why is this so hard? because I know deep down that confronting these issues brings to the surface something I prefer to keep deeply buried, The fact that I was supposed to be someones precious baby, someone was supposed to love me more than anything in this world and well...they didn't.

This just in..

In a bizarre turn of events this afternoon, a seemingly quiet neighborhood was turned into a scene of an emotional confrontation when an Ice cream truck rolled threw to the delight of many youngsters. Magan Boyle age 32, Mother to 7 young girls dragged an unassuming ice cream man from his truck and proceeded to assault him viciously beating the man about the head with his own ice cream bars. The mother, evidently fed up with the man's hideous blaring music, and also by his propensity to only drive by on the days when she had no cash thus turning her little darlings into heaving, bulgy eyed maniacs. The mother was forced to endure tales of how the other kids in the neighborhood got a giant Mr. freeze, and they "NEEVVEERRRR get ANYthing!" The children were forced to watch in horror as the mother when finished savagely beating the man began to binge eat all of his sundae nut cones, citing she says because of his over priced frozen treats. More on this disturbing story to be featured on this evenings news.

You know you're due for a bath when..

1. You take off your bra and find a weeks worth of peanut debris from your latest addiction to sundae nut cones come raining down on your toes.

2. Secret deodorant strong enough for a man...cuz well, now you smell like one.

3. Your 2 year old hugs you around the legs and mistakes you for daddy because you have an old growth Forrest on them.

4. That fancy women's razor you spent a fortune on is now rusted to the floor of your shower.

5. You're just now noticing the family of crows living in the back of your head.

6. You now require a crowbar to remove undergarments.