Update

Sorry to have been gone so long. I’m trying to catch up.

I’m contacting a lawyer, Joseph ended it all when he went almost two months without seeing the baby.

His excuse was he couldn’t remember how to get to the house.

Mom is in ICU after another surgery to correct another herniated disc. The same one as last year. The doctor removed the disc and fused the two vertebrae.

She was paralyzed from the waist down. She has feeling in her feet now.

I loved the new house until yesterday.

My dog passed away in the 105 degree heat yesterday. It makes me hate Texas.

I want my dog back.

I want a real husband.

Work is kicking my ass. I hate 60-hour work weeks.

We were six teachers short. They said today that five have been hired. I’ll believe that when I’m not tackling the bastard who likes to punch women in the boob and dragging him down the hall. Maybe he was finally kicked out today. And oh how I love to be called a fat bitch by an eight year old. If he were my child he wouldn’t be able to talk. Little fucker.

Life sucks right now. Nothing is right. Even my fucking satellite isn’t working.

I’ve started paperwork to be a 911 operator. I hope I have the strength for that.

I’m having night terrors. Most are the devil talking to me. I don’t understand them. I’m not religious.

Doll is the most amazing child in the world. We must name every color that everyone is wearing everyday.

She sings “Brining Home a Baby Bumble Bee” at least six hours a day.

Her favorite pass time is painting. She is happy to paint paper, the wall, and herself anytime of day. Her teacher is the sweetest, craziest person in the world. She rocks Doll to sleep and lets her play while all the other kids have to be good at their table. It pays to have a friend for your kids teacher.

Jesse went to his first day of kindergarten today. He got a smiley face today. We’ll see how long he can be good.

I have pictures to upload soon. Can’t promise them anytime soon. Life is way to fucked up to promise anything.

I miss my Beth.

I will catch up eventually.

I miss you all.

Bye.

Y’all take care and hug those babies tight.

 

Mandy

 

Ovarian cancer: It whispers, so listen.