I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW!!!
HammieLove had started teaching me how to play the guitar this week, and well we only have one acoustic guitar so he went out and bought me a guitar! It is black and smooth and shiny and oh so beautiful.
I named her Betty. Like the song "Black Betty."
I am happier now than I was when I got my quad and I think I realized why. Riding mototrcycles is something that is relatively new to me. Being artistic is something that has been important to me since I was a child. It is also something that my parents never really nurtured or encouraged. I've always wanted an instrument of my very own and now I have one. It feels like Christmas! I am definitely spoiled rotten!! :) I'll post pictures later. I am rocker now! (Well not quite yet. But soon. Very soon.)

I HAVE THE BEST BOYFRIEND EVER!

No Easy Way Out

After being found with no pulse and not breathing, blue, with an 88 degree body temperature, the cheating comatose girlfriend woke up on Wednesday, was off the respirator by Thursday, and was released from the hospital yesterday.

I figure the powers that be were not going to let her off that easy.

My friend is going to try to work it out with her. He loves her deeply and he loves her kids like they were his own. His family is not so keen to forgive her, to the point of issuing the ultimatum that it is her or them.

I am having a hard time with the whole thing but my stance is to be supportive regardless. If the man who has been wronged can find it in heart to forgive her, who am I to judge? People make mistakes and most deserve a second chance. The least I can do is support him and kick her ass if she ever does it again.

I am returning the children today. Can I tell you that it is exhausting being a “mommy”? Geez. Showers, school, homework, dinner, bedtime. Good lord. My shrink doesn’t need to give me Ambien to sleep. I just need kids. I am going to miss the little buggers when they go home.

HammieLove was involved in a car accident on the way to the desert yesterday. He and two friends were driving out hauling a trailer full of motorcycles. His friend was driving too fast and lost control of the truck in a turn and sideswiped a semi truck hauling a load of hay. The semi, in turn, hit the trailer and took out MY quad that a friend was borrowing. MY QUAD. *sigh* I guess all the damage is fixable but I am still bummed about it.

In the only good news of the week, I got my iPod working. Oh yeah, I got an iPod!! Even though we had the kids on Valentine’s Day and were not able to go to dinner or anything, HL still surprised me with roses, chocolates, a BEAUTIFUL card (he doesn’t go for that mushy stuff but this one made me cry) and an IPOD!! J He also got some stuff for the bedroom but I’ll keep that to myself. So we managed to have a nice, if subdued, V-day.

I am learning to play guitar. HL has been tinkering with his instruments again and I picked up the guitar and tried to read the tablature. He saw me and sat down and taught me some chords. I can play (poorly) Blaze of Glory by Bon Jovi and Bless the Broken Road by Rascal Flatts.

I am going to be a rock star! Woot!

Happy Fucking Valentines Day...Once upon a time there was a guy. This guy had a girlfriend, who he loved very much, along with her two kids. This guy spends a lot of time planning a really wonderful Valentine’s Day surprise – complete with dinner at a fancy restaurant, roses, and a beautiful set of matched pearls. He coordinates with his friend to get dropped off at his girlfriend’s work so he can surprise her with the two dozen roses before her sweeps her off to a romantic dinner at the restaurant where they had their first date. He arranges for a babysitter and gives the babysitter money so the kids can get their mom chocolates and flowers for the holiday. His friend drops him off and when he leaves the car, he says, “Everything is working out just like I planned it.” He struts into the building, looking forward to a wonderful evening.

What he finds is his beloved girlfriend giving another guy head in the backseat of her car. He takes the opportunity to beat the shit out of that married man when he stumbles out of the car with his pants around his ankles.

He calls his friend who dropped him off, who immediately quits what they were doing and goes back to their town, picking up one of the kids on the way. The friend and her boyfriend take care of the kids that night, so that the hashing out and ending of the relationship can take place outside of the consciousness of the small children.

The friend calls to check on the estranged couple the next morning to find out that the cheating girlfriend was found blue and without a pulse that morning. Talented EMT’s were able to restart her heart, but she lies hooked up to the respirator, in a coma – or brain dead. That fact won’t be known until tomorrow.

So now the boyfriend, who had every right to be angry, is ridden with guilt and prone to hysterics. The children do their homework and eat their dinner in an unfamiliar house, oblivious to the tough road that lies ahead.

And I sit here wondering what I am going to do with the kids, tomorrow or the next day. What I can do to support one of my best friends. What do you say to someone when they feel guilty over someone else’s choice? She chose to cheat, she chose to try and end her life. She showed no regard for her children or the man that had been preparing to spend the rest of his life with her.

If you all could keep my friend, M, in your prayers and the children of his comatose cheating girlfriend.

Happy V-Day to all.

Just popping in to say hi. Training, working, doing my thang.

HammieLove and I are headed to AZ this weekend to see our niece's basketball tournament. Some genius scheduled the tourney for Super Bowl weekend. Thank god I have Tivo.

Thanks to a monumental sale this week, I am bringing home almost triple of my old paycheck. This is where commission sales REALLY pays off.

Sorry so brief!! We are getting a CPU at home very soon so I can be a blogosphere regular again.

Later!