SHIT HAPPENS…sometimes…

I LOVE the 30 day blog challenge, I DO. But I feel like I am  not focusing on what it is I really want to write about. 
I will write an entry for two days about "MY FAVORITE COLOR" and when I’ve wrapped it up, I am sad because I’m too tired to type what’s REALLY on my mind…  U know? And its not like I am really doing it every day like you’re supposed to. That’s why I am giving it up.

I QUIT.

Let me talk about me being CONSTIPATED for a whole week, and then finding myself crying on the toilet Wednesday night because I still could not go.

I know, WHO wants to get on here and read about that right? But that’s the kind of stuff that really goes on with me.

I am trying to change my eating habbits. Not for weightloss anymore, but to change my metabolism, and to help regulate myself so that this does not happen again. I am eating alot of fruit, drinking alot of water, and eating 5 small meals instead of 3 HUGE ones.

I don’t mean to talk about POOP only, but I stepped on fresh dog poop Saturday morning because I wasn’t being careful and watching my step. My shoes still smell like poop. Even after they’ve been washed several times. It’s disgusting.
 

Ro’s uncle passed away and she received the news on Christmas morning.
My mom was drunk for our Christmas lunch.

I didn’t even get to see Xtian because he was asleep and we had to rush ourselves since we had to drop Ro off in Nacogdoches.

And I had to come back to work today.

Although I must admit, it was time.

Lo and I started getting on each other’s nerves while we were both on STAYCATION.

Tomorrow is my little Gman’s birthday. He turns 20.

That’s all I have today.

*YAWNZ*