thoughts on a friday morning.

Do you ever wonder what other people think of your life? I mean no one really knows all the details, the ins and outs, the good the bad and the ugly.

I’ve had people tell me that I share too much on this blog. Word diarrhea. That I think a thought and post it. And what’s funny is that there is still so much I wish I could share here. The deep dark parts of life that you tell no one. I want to share it. Get it out there so someone can comment and say, "hey, me too!" and make me feel all better. Like my booboo was kissed by blogland.

And not that there is really all that much going on right now to warrant this post. There is no huge secret I’m keeping. I just mean that you never really share it all. No one does. And I’m not sure you can. Because sometimes saying something out loud makes it too real. And that can be really really scary.

I think that is why blogs that are always bright and shiny make me want to vomit. And I think that’s why Fern and I have become fast friends. She tells the truth. And I like that.

Anyway. I received an email this morning from someone that does not understand my life and it hurts a bit. And I want to respond with all the details to make them understand. But as I was typing and the email got longer and longer with deep truths and dark words I realized it doesn’t matter. Because no one really gets it. And they can’t unless they took over your life for you. Which makes me think about CJaneEnjoyIt who’s sister was in a plane crash and is now raising her own infant along with three of her sister’s four children. I’m sure that at least twice a day she stops and thinks, "oh, this is what she meant when she said life with four kids is hard." Or something like that.

I guess overall, I just pray that we all try to understand each other. And understand that for everyone their own reality is just as hard as our own. Or sometimes harder. And if we can do that then I think there will be more forgiveness and less judgment.

And that is my soapbox for this morning.

Climbing down…

Bailey is happily at school and Parker is enjoying time with Grandma. The little man is asleep in his carseat after passing out from all the screaming our early morning errands evoked. I had to have a bit of word diarrhea and now I’m off to finish the Kreidlers edits (sorry I didn’t finish yesterday Amy!) and then get the Barnettes done also. I need to get some photos off this computer and backed up b/c it’s starting to act funny and I don’t want to have crash #2 in 2008. All of that can happen if the Man has a better day than yesterday! Please no more screaming Grayson. Thank you. Oh, and Soulard Mini’s… I swear your info sheet will come via email today/tonight. It’s technically FIRST on my list!

Lots to do with the hours slipping away already!

And I’ve been requested NOT to post about ANYTHING from last night so I won’t. Until tomorrow maybe. But MAN did I cry at ER. And laugh out loud during The Office. And chat with Fern online throughout Grey’s… which was GREAT b/c we’re on the same page with loving some and hating others!

Oh, and I think Grayson nursed for at least 3/4 of Grey’s so my whole plan of passing him to C for a bit failed! Anyway.

Happy Friday.

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