New Year?

So 2019, huh? It is almost here and soon everyone will be revealing their New Year resolutions…..I am resolved to be the same damn hot mess I’ve been for the past 33 years!😜 If I were to create a resolution, it would be to buy LESS makeup but we all know that won’t happen. Better to be realistic!

The hubs and I have talked about traveling more next year, the kids are older so it’s easier to take trips because we don’t have to hitch a trailer up with all their crap. So far, we’re planning (thinking about) a trip to New Orleans, a grueling drive up to Michigan to visit my daddy-o, and a few quick weekend jaunts to Tampa so I can take the kids to my favorite beach, Siesta Key.

After all the wrapping paper is cleaned up and the NYE confetti settles on January 1, 2019, I’ll be preparing to start school again. For the 5th time. I am apprehensive. I don’t want to fail again. I’m going to have to manage my time wisely to keep up with my new workload and classes. The hubs has graciously agreed to help me with math because numbers are scary😱 and I only have so many fingers and toes. 


Unikitty does numbers, I do not.  

Unikitty does numbers, I do not.  

We are also thinking about moving and I am horrified by the thought. Moving just sucks. However, the place we’re in now was only meant to be a stopgap until we were able to 1) get our collective shit together and 2) learn more about Tallahassee. I don’t know if we’ve accomplished point number one but we have identified areas in Tallahassee that we’d like to be. Honestly, anywhere would be preferable to where we live now🤦🏾‍♀️. It has been a humbling experience for me living in a trailer park. If you would have asked me 5-10 years ago if I’d consider living in a trailer, I would have kindly asked you to fuck right off. 


Trailer park....🙅🏾‍♀️ 

Trailer park....🙅🏾‍♀️ 

Despite not being the ideal home style and location, I’ve learned to appreciate the home we have made. It is our first home outside of the military and we haven’t fallen on our faces like we expected to. We’ve become slightly more financially responsible which has allowed us to enjoy more leisure activities as a family. There is even talk about saving to buy a house. On a foundation! Maybe even a real closet for my sweater collection! A girl can dream, right??

AJ, EMo, and BMo are chugging right along with school and giving me death glare every step of the way. I’m praying that we finish school on schedule so the kids can have a true summer break. Summer ‘19 is for the beach!  

EMo’s reading is improving beautifully. Take that dyslexia! She is such a bright and creative girl and my fear is that her reading will hold her back from doing what she loves. She is extremely pragmatic about her reading abilities, keeps trying even when she makes mistakes, and maintains a positive outlook on things which I can respect. 

Hubs and I were totally shocked when BMo revealed that she would like to study rocks! She rarely expresses personal  interest in anything other than My Little Pony  and is often influenced by EMo when it comes to things she “likes.” So imagine our surprise when she said she likes rocks, genuinely likes them and would like to study them😱😱!! BMo is finally stepping out of EMo’s shadow🎉🎉 I am super proud of her for finding her voice🥰. We’re going to cultivate that independent spirit throughout 2019 and beyond so we can get to know BMo better. 




So I just looked at the time and it is 5:12 AM. I’m reminded of younger days, sitting up all night scribbling away in notebooks. Something about the quiet of the early morning is restorative and I find it much easier to pull my thoughts together. It’s also allowed me to take a look back to the very beginning of my blog, the ebb and flow is amazing. Or I have totally misjudged things and now everyone thinks I’m a nutbag🤷🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️. 

But really I’m not. No,  really .  

But really I’m not. No, really.  

Great, it’s 🌧 and now I have to pee. 🤦🏾‍♀️👋🏾🚽🛌😴