Nacole, Grace and Marie (in order of age). Those three little girls are my world. My life, every decision I make, everything I do revolves around them. Some days I love it and some days I don't. I think if all mother were completly honest with themselfs, they would say the same thing. But there are only three people in this world I would give my life for without a single hesitation and those are the three little girls you see at the top of this post.
*momma got to be a woman for one night... finally*
My husband has a friend he grew up with and they each others best mans in each others weddings. "Lynel" and "Jessie" are there names. There daughter is friends with my daughter (and I can't believe that my oldest daughter has her "own" set of friends). So the other night Jessie calls and asked to go out. So Edward went and hung out with Lynel while we walked across the street to one of the local bars. First I want to send out a major thank you to Mrs. JY!! I love ya and had so much fun, you don't even know!! We got there and started with a cocktail followed by a couple shots. Had another drink followed by freezing our asses off to have a ciggerette, yes I know, bad habbit. After a few more shots I finally got the nerve to dance. The night resulted in someone stealing my liter and all my cigs but one half of a cig I had left, one of my bff's baby dady hitting on me (eww gross and LAME in more then just one way), Jessie and I showing back up to her place and me remembering bits and peices of laughing like I haven't laughed in awhile, picking on Lynel about going bald, and wanting burger king. But the point is I got to feel like the old me, and I havent been able to be her in awhile. Sometimes I find myself wondering why I define myself as the old me and the new me. Like there is a speciffic moment that "changed" me. But there isn't. Life just happens and you deal with what you were dealt and you learn from it or you don't. Being the old me was fun for the night, but I love being the new me.
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