The dangers of children.....

My children have now become dangerous.  Besides the fact that my kids can all pass for children of the corn, I have never feared for my life around my children until the last two days.  My eldest two children actually drove my truck.  Jessie who was once too afraid to turn on the car has now driven in a straight line and did a three point turn, ok so it took like 20 minutes but she did it.  Ok not so scary I guess.  I just cant believe that the kid that rocked back and forth on the floor until she could propel herself forward to crawl can now drive(kinda) my ginormous suburban!!!  This is my baby girl who cried when she got a baby brother, ignored a baby sister and adored her other 3 baby brothers. Adored until they got old enough to be annoying at least.  This is my beautiful daughter who will cry at a song or a commercial and yelled at little boys for picking on her baby brother.  These are the fun moments but they also make you look at the last fifteen years and ask where they all went.  Was I a good enough mom?did i teach her to make good decisions? I will kill with my own bare hands anyone that hurts this girl!!!!! again more life lessons moments where i ask myself if i did a good enough job to let go and let her out on her own.  I think of all the stupid mistakes I made with boys and then men and my life and friends and what could i possibly tell her so she doesnt make the same mistakes???  Then when i take a short breath and breathe into a bag for a minute I try to remember that I have tried to do the very best for my children that I could, they have a great family to turn to should they need it, and great role model adults to look at for examples.  Ok panic attack over for the time being. 
Then I made a big mistake.  I let Jacob back the car out of the drive way and drive down to the next driveway.  Holy mother of heartattacks!!!!  First every little kid on the block was watching from across the street.  Now these are not the smartest of small children so I am positive that one of them is going to dart into the street.  Jacob si doing fine backing out then decides that he should hit the gas even tho mom has most vehemently said just ease off the brake DONT TOUCH THE GAS!!!!!  So we jerk backward then jerk forward when he hits the brake.  He gets the wheel turned around so we can now drive forward and for some reason the small children need to start asking him why he is driving a car and of course being my child he has to answer them but also turn his head and the wheel to do so.I tried to offer up the video game analogy for him but that didnt work.  Driving a car is not like driving a Mario Kart!!! Bad analogy!!!  Let us all just offer up a prayer of thanks that Jacob has another two years before he can drive. 

I think the biggest danger of having kids is you get so darn attached to them.  When they are small they are so helpless and need you for everything.  Then when they start to do things on their own you are so proud of them.  They get a bit older and go off to school and you are amazed at how far they have come and how much they absorb into those brains of theirs.  Then the teenage years hit and you can't believe this hormonal monster used to be your happy child that crawled up on your lap just to kiss you for nothing, just cuz they love you.  Then just as they become normal people again and you start to like them, they go and get lives of their own.  Thats the true danger of having kids....loving them and then having to let them go.

Someone explain it to me please

I would really like someone to explain to me what it is about me that attracts older men wearing undershirts and suspenders that hold up the pants that are tucked under their bellies, possibly missing a tooth or two, most of them balding.  Where are the average joes? Where are the guys that look like our friend's husbands?  Granted I dont have lots of friends that are divorced but half the population is divorced!!!  I am pretty sure the short balding men in undershirts have not been married.  There have to be other average looking men...or maybe above average?:)  Ok so I am a little obsessed with the dating thing....at this point I dont even want to date(ok maybe a little) but it would be nice to have someone normal looking that I would actually date show a smidge of interest in me!!!
Ok I think I got that out of my system for now.  Kids are doing well.  Kyle's bald spot is growing in nicely.  Kristian is getting his front teeth in.  Jacob is...well...Jacob...doing well in school.  Jared just had a blast on a weekend camping trip. Jess is trying to decide on how to design her high school ring. I thought the masonry symbol would be the perfect symbol for her....ya know cuz shes so into it...she thought masonry was when you kill people.  Cuz Argo would let you put that on a ring right?? Kait got her first junior high progress report and is doing excellent!!  Mark's house is coming along, the front room actually has walls now!!
All in all we are kind of back to our everyday chaos.  What would I actually do with some quiet time anyway????

Going out.....

Yes I go out every now and then even with six kids.  Thank you Jessielyn for babysitting.  So Friday a girlfriend and I go out to see Red Rebel County....a great Irish rock band we go to see when we can(love the new stuff guys&its was a great show).  You can't beat guys in kilts and combat boots!  It was bit crowded at the venue but we finally managed to find seats.  Unfortunately we happened to sit by this drunk smoker.  He started out just being the annoying drunk guy.  Then he became the guy you try to not make direct eye contact with even though he is staring at you, burning holes in you, undressing you with his eyes.  This unfortunately makes me laugh.  Not just giggle but really really laugh as I am trying to stare into space and look anywhere but at him.  Its kinda like driving past a car accident.  You don't want to look but you have to and then wish you didn't.  I made direct eye contact.  So of course I have to start the whole "My eyes!!! they burn!!!!!"which just makes me laugh even more.  Apparently laughter attracts drunk people.  Maybe it was a come hither kind of laughter???I was pretty sure it was holy cow could this buy be more annoying or more drunk laughter but what do I know?  So the guys walks over and starts rubbing my side!!ewwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!I smack his hand away and give my best you are a loser look.  He then puts his hand on my thigh and creeps up wards.  Seriously!!!Twice!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! I smack his hand away again and he has the nerve to ask why I don't like him?UMMMM cuz you a drunk smokey loser???Or wait maybe cuz you invaded my personal space?  After some yelling ans swearing the guy finally left defeated and thankfully without touching me again.  FOR REAL?? The guy smelled like a carton of cigarettes and he was so on top of us that my girlfriends shirt smelled like smoke when we left.  I know ladies I was crazy to turn down his advances.  Just like when the construction guys whistle or beep we are all nuts to ignore them!  I would honestly like to talk to someone who ever got a date out of meeting a woman by doing any of those things. 

As for the rest of my dating life, or non dating life as the case might be, I have pretty much given up hope of meeting someone decent online.  Is it worth weeding through the baldies and old guys and creepers and young guys who offer to send me pics of how excited I get them.  I am really glad you think my smile is nice but really I don't want to see your penis.  Some of the young guys seem genuine but i really don't want to date someone closer to my daughters age then my own.  So if anyone knows a semi hot semi rich guy  in his late 30's to early 40's who  likes kids send him my way.  And he really really needs to like kids!and chaos!and a busy lifestyle!and slightly overweight women! and dogs...gotta like dogs!ok and cats too!and if he can cook that would be great. That's all. That's not too much right?  I don't want to sound picky. 
OOOHHH forgot he cant be a smoker or a big drinker or a redhead...sorry drunk smokey guy at the bar I am sure you are a very nice person after you shower and sober up.

Puking....fer real

Last week Kristian was home sick for a day and stayed home from school, then Kait stayed home yesterday with some kind of stomach ailment.  I came home early from work and got home just as the other kids got home from school.  I sat down and put my feet up and asked if kait had puked anymore.  Well this just opened up a well of puking information from my children like i have never heard before.  For those of you who dont know I am a huge fan of Dane Cook and he does a whole routine on puking so of course we had to go through that.  Then Jacob proceeds to tell us how he hates the dry heaves in between the real puking.  Dry heaves by themselves later arent so bad...when all the puking is done and u have nothing left to puke...those in Jacob's estimation are ok.  Its the heaves in between that are horrible.  Also the fact that your body does the wierdest noises while you are puking.  Some awful noise between a gurgle and a groan and a belch and my boys can make impressively real puking noises when they want to. Jacob can also puke with a British accent cuz everything sounds better with a British accent.  How do u puke with an accent???  Ask Jacob.   Then commenced the attempts at making mommy puke cuz very often just the faked noises of puking can get me sick and I was already feeling a bit under the weather when the conversation started.  Only four boys could have a twenty minute discussion about puking and make mom laugh so hard she was crying and then make her want to hurl.  So I am sitting there laughing and crying and my dear daughter is inspecting my feet.  Again for those that dont know I have a foot aversion....pretty much the polar opposite of a foot fetish.  I hate feet and dont like anyone to touch mine.  So Jess my daughter is inspecting my toes.  She comments that I have teeny tiny toe nails.  She now goes into a wierd yoga/pretzel position to try to compare her toenails to mine.  What???why would we need to know who's nails were bigger??? Jacob then gets in on this ....as I am trying to escape what I equate to torture.  Jacob my dearest first born son then comments that my toes look like tiny little sausages.  Now comes one of those things that I swear will go in the book I am going to write of strange things my kids say as one of the top strange things.  Jess my honor student first born says "I wonder if I lick both of our toes who's would taste better?" What???!!!  First eeeeeewwwww why would you ever lick anyone's toe??  Second EEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!  The germs and dirt even on the cleanest person's foot!!! It makes me want to have my tongue scraped just thinking about it.
Really I dont know what happens to my children's brains sometimes.  Is it from over work at school??  Is it sugar??  Is it dropping them on their heads as babies??  Who says stuff like this???Maybe it is me because who would want to write a book about stupid crazy wierd hilarious things their kids say??Like anyone is gonna read this book when I write it??
Welcome to a small peek at  my crazy insane chaotic hilarious fun world people!! I wouldnt trade a minute of any of it!!!

And for those of you who havent seen the Dane Cook puking routine...here's the link WATCH IT!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iXhn5U1B9AU&p=FD1039D2B5186CA8&playnext=1&index=24

and here are two more just cuz i love dane and love to share a good laugh

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sql4BOWT0y0&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UB0h9a1CBC4

Catching up

So it's been a bit since I wrote so I thought I would do a catch up session.  Jacob is doing ok after the passing of Bull and we have been to look at some dogs.  Mom put some size restrictions on the dog so we were looking at some pomapoo or shih poo type dogs until we got to Animal Welfare.  We were just going to look, yes I know Holly you warned me there is no such thing as looking, but Jacob fell in love with a long hair dachshund/ lab mix that he would like to name Hudson. She is 6 months old and very spunky.  Jacob unfortunately can not decide if he wants her badly enough to get his room cleaned up so the dog doesnt get lost or eat something like a lego and choke.  Secretly I hope she is still there when he does get his room clean because she was very cute.

I also never told the story of the corn.  Yes its kind of like children of the corn without the spooky theme music.  Back near Mother's Day Kyle planted some plants at school as part mother's day gift part science project.  Instead of choosing a flower for his mom Kyle chose corn to help feed his destitute family, thoughtful child that he is.   He brought them home and very nicely planted them in mom's wine barrel right by the front door.  At this point I did not realize they were corn.  As they got taller and taller I came to realize what they were and was pretty stuck with them in the wine barrel and figured they were at least green unlike many of the other plants in my front yard including the grass.  As actual ears of corn began we realized that we would get about 6 ears of corn, one for each child, and they were pretty excited about watching them grow and that at some point they would get to eat them.  One ear of corn went mutant for some unknown reason and Jess, unknown to her, was selflessly going to give up her ear of corn.  This ear actually looked like some kind of white styrofoam version of corn and got pretty gross looking but all that aside we were still excited about the corn.  Until last week that is.  I was enjoying a quiet moment on my comfy lawn chair and thinking what a great fall sound the rustling of the corn was and how it would make a great back drop for a fall scarecrow and turned to look fondly at Kyle's corn plants.  Thats when I noticed they seemed to be moving.  At closer inspection the corn was infested with grasshoppers.  Locusts!!!!!  My crop had been infected with the one of the Ten Plagues of Egypt...number eight to be specific!!!!  Ok people I know I have had kind of a bad run lately....divorce..online dating not going so well...crossdressers..kid with a bald spot...losing our dog...but a plague???  What could I possibly have done in a past life to have deserved this??  Nina my dear friend is convinced I was some sort of marriage breaking animal torturing serial killer.  I am hoping that rule of bad things in threes has got to give out at some multiple level.....4 groups of 3 things??

On a brighter note, ok not really but whatever, I am not seeing the hottie I had gone out on a few dates with anymore.  I am not looking for someone who's ego I have to boost all the time or someone who doesn't understand I have a busy schedule and I can't just always drive and hour to and from his place. So what I have learned from online dating.....Chat online to get to know each other, If you email someone and they dont email back dont take it personally, do not open all your parameters to only require breathing and not currently in jail, and just cuz someone has a good personality online doesnt mean that translates into real life.
I honestly believe I will find someone who will appreciate, respect, and love me at some point and be able to accept my kids and my chaotic life too. If they are willing to wear a kilt while they do all that loving and respecting stuff that is a huge bonus. I am in no big hurry, good things come to those who wait. In the meantime they will all make great blog material. 

Life Lessons

Many of you know by now that we had to put down our dog Bull that we have had for about 12 years.  A very sad day in our household especially for Jacob who was especially attached to him, besides the fact that Saturday is Jacobs birthday.  I am heartbroken for Jacob.  I wish i could shield him from the pain of this.  What parent doesn't want to protect their child from the hurts and pains of life??  But then I take a step back and look at my soon to be 14year old who is so much braver and smarter and wiser then I was at 14.  If we don't let them experience all this pain and hurt then how do they experience the joys and happy things in life?  I want my children to know all aspects of life and if i don't let them hit the low points how do they hit the highs?   I wish I could protect them from life and wrap them in a bubble and keep them from the mean world but i want them to LIVE!  Aaaahhh the joys and pains of being a parent.  I wish i could freeze moments from their lives and keep them in a special place.  All of the silly quotes that i swear i am gonna put in a book one day.....Don't eat bologna off your brothers head.  I think you need a bath kristian,,i think you need a smack in the head.....jessica standing next to the vacuum for 15 minutes asking me where the vacuum is......jared walking out of the bathroom and saying i just peed in my own eyeball.....crazy crazy things but they make me crack up every time i think about them.   Moments where my own kids who could kill each other any given day and today when i tell the younger kids Bull is gone and they are all worried how Jacob is....these are the moments i treasure as a parent.  At some point all my kids will be gone and I know i will cherish the silence for about 15minutes and then i will miss the crazy chaos that is my life right now.  Ozzy summed it up very nicely on his tv show when he told his kids   "I love you all. I love you more than life itself, but you're all fucking mad."   Yep that describes it pretty well.

ahhhhh school days

Full time school for a family of six is a blessed thing for the mom.  I dont have to worry about everyone all day while i am at work, just for the two hours until i get home after they get home from school.  So far things are going oooohhh whats a good word for it.....atrociously???  Kristian has hidden, ripped up, or crumpled homework that last two days so he didnt have to do it.  Kyle is grounded until there is snow on the ground of course and cries about it everyday.  Jacob has hit teenage boy hormones and is ready to battle anyone over anything.  Today Jessica walked to Mark's house(my ex for some who might not know) and then realized there was no more hidden spare key.  Thats why she was supposed to call any given day before she goes to Dad's house.  Kait is doing very well besides the fact that she still says she will kick anyone's ass if they start crap with her.  I am just happy no one has said anything to her yet.  Jared is well just Jared....still doesnt want his hair cut but otherwise is pretty goofy but mellow until it comes to going Krys's house.....then forget he wont leave me alone till he gets there.
Online dating??How's that going???...let's seee what's a good word for it.......atrociously????So the one crossdresser seems like a very nice person and a bit lonely so I have continued to talk to him via email.  I know I know...but he seems lonely and I kinda feel bad for him...at least we could go shopping together.  Other wise I am at a standstill.  The guy I thought would be great is not so great.  The Nashville guy...well he lives in Nashville.  I can only hope that some darkhaired, blue eyed, six foot gentlemen walks into pub night tonight and sweeps me off my feet.  Yes I am pathetically and hopeless a dreamer and a romantic.  

Oh yeah its a Monday

I really think my Monday started Sunday night.  That's when Kyle currently 8 and hoping to live till he turns 9 shaved part of his head.  Why you might ask? Just to see what a razor felt like.  Logical, to an 8 year old.  This was after Kyle disappeared twice this weekend and is now grounded till there is snow on the ground.  I really really don't like when they get to the testing phase.  They've got to test the boundaries and see how far they can go. Or if they can really get mom to have a nervous breakdown maybe?  The problem for my kids is they just dont realize how far over the edge I already am. Frankly a bald spot on Kyle's head is the least of my worries.
Closer to the top of the list is the small personal loan I have to take out to finish up school supplies including the two Texas Instrument calculators I need to buy for Jacob and Kaitlyn.  What happened to those ridiculous word problems that we had to do in grade school where one train was leaving Chicago at 8am moving 82.78miles per hour and another train is leaving Detroit at 8:17 moving at 97.3 miles an hour and you have to figure out what direction the conductor is facing in the second train if we are in central standard time.  They made no sense and no matter what answer you put down they were always wrong. Now these calculators range in a variety of models and of course you have to have the graphing TI900xrtqrs with modular something that costs a bazillion dollars.  I think the schools should buy a number of them and they stay in the classroom.
Then Jacob tells me he has an F in lit.  Its the third day of school so how could he possibly have an F????oh yeah cuz mom didnt go buy him a binder this weekend and that is worth 10points and he got 0 out of 10......way to go super mom!! Like I dont have enough stuff to feel guilty about without adding this to the list.
My work hours also changed today to a later start so I can drive the kids to school.  I also have to work later but the kids only wind up being home for about 2 hours by themselves.  I am very thankful that I have a boss willing to be flexible with my schedule.  I also officially took over as "Customer Service Manager" today which kinda is just office manager.  Out of 5 people I got one congratulations, one smile, one dirty look, and two non-responses.  Wooohooooo go me!!!!
So on to my late trip to Walmart to get Jacob his binder so he doesnt have to redo 8th grade.  Walmart the meca of school supply shoppers had one pack of regular pencils that was broken open and all other pencils were mechanical pencils! Not one stinking pack of pink erasers and not a ruler in sight!!  Ok granted I am shopping late but I just had to finish up some odds and ends and did not think it would be quite this difficult.  Never fear Jacob got his binder so he will not be 18 and still in 8th grade.

In conclusion....It was definitely a Monday.

Having a partner is ......

In going through a divorce you  start to realize all the little things you wind up doing by yourself that you never thought about before.  Silly things.  You are doing something and suddenly think hmmm this would be great if so and so were here.  Do you change sides of the bed?  All married couples have designated sides of the bed. Do you experiment and switch?  I have found myself sleeping diagonally across the bed.  And when you wake up in the middle of the night and hear some strange noise who do you send to go investigate?  Who plays back up? There is no one to say "if I am not back in 30 seconds call the police" to when you go to investigate.  You are on your own to fend off any crazy stalkers that might be lurking your property.  Not referencing anyone in particular here...just sayin it could happen.  When you want to vent about inane things that your friends have done that really ticked you off who do you call?  You can't call your friends.  Most of my friends hang out in the same circles and it might get back to them.  You want to go see a great band that you love.  I would never go by myself.  Being third wheel is not fun.   You want Chinese food.  We all know one portion of that can feed at least two people.  Who do you share with?  There is a giant spider in the corner of the kitchen that is looking at you with hungry eyes.  This doesnt always hold true for guys but I do know some guys who hate spiders.  Who do you ask to kill this hungry invader?  You wash I'll dry doesnt work anymore.    There is no one to steal food off their plate from.  That whole oh I just want a salad but then I am gonna eat half of your fries thing doesnt work anymore either.  I actually had to order my own fries.  New restaurant???ok you order that and i will order this and we can share....nope.
Granted Mark and I are great friends.  We are actually getting along better then we have in years.  I am really enjoying being friends with him again.  There is just that connection to someone else where they finish your sentences, fill in words you can't think of, let you snuggle in when you just need to be quiet after a crazy day and not expect anything else that is missing.  Then there is that knowledge that you dont have to worry about them popping out of the bedroom in your bra and panties with hot pink nail polish on.  Ok well most people dont have to worry about that. 

On a different note about dating now.  This new millennium dating thing is much more complicated then it was when we were teens, or at least when I was a teen.  Apparently Men have much bigger egos that constantly need to be fed when they get older.  They think women are bad???  I look fat I need to go to the gym more.   Is this getting to thin on top?? If I was hotter looking you would give it up more.  And while we are on the topic of giving it up.....I think you are expected to do it more now then when we were teens.  If you haven't had sex on like the second date you are apparently frigid.  Yes I have been called frigid.  Now let's be blunt here people.  I have six children.  I have done quite a bit more then six times.  I am hardly what anyone would call frigid.  Even if you don't know me that well I am sure you have heard me make overtures and innuendos.  I am not embarrassed by "guy talk" and am more likely to give it right back then to balk at an overtly sexual comment.  I have seen plenty of porn, a bit more then I would like actually.  So I am not frigid.  Nor will I jump into bed with any schmo who buys me a drink.  I am not interested in a few booty calls.  I am pretty sure most of us have a friend who would be obliging, someone we have known and are comfortable with that we don't see that often that we could call for that instead of a stranger whose past could be questionable at best.  I will not be pressured into sex to prove that I like someone.  If you are a recently divorced woman, please please do not fall into this trap.  I am sure that your self esteem is at a low point and I completely understand that.  No guy who is interested in you as a person and wants a relationship is going to push the sex issue and will wait till you are ready.  Square your shoulders, stand up straight, put on your best "oh your poor man face" and tell him he just missed a great thing and walk away.  I bet 9 times out of 10 he is gonna call you.

Really??only me

I have kind of been seeing someone.  We have gone on four whole dates.  He is very cute, black wavy hair, brown eyes, very tan, very well built, he works construction and dj's on the side.  Apparently I can't get away from the dj thing and am destined to spend Friday and Saturday nights by myself.  Only problem is he lives in Hobart.  We are not exclusive so I have been keeping communication open with another guy from Chicago also very cute, published songwriter so we have the whole music thing in common, full time job is selling security systems. So we are chatting the other day and tells me he is flying back to Nashville.  Nashville?? How fun! Business trip or for fun I ask.  Oh yeah did he not mention he doesn't live here full time?  What??? He will be moving here full time in the fall but right now he splits his time between the two cities.  So this goes back to the human being with a penis anywhere in the state of Illinois.  Really?? Are there no men that live in Illinois that have any similar interests to me that are not currently in jail and are still breathing on their own??  Did I mention that I have been matched with two....yes 2...cross dressers???One actually wanted to dress as a woman to go out.  The other one only dressed in private and never in front of anyone.  Really?? This kind of stuff only happens to me!  I have no problem with guys going to get mani/pedi's until they start asking me advice on what color to do their toes.  Anyone who knows me knows I really sincerely try to have an open mind to people's beliefs and lifestyles, but I would like for my date to dress as a male and not have higher heels on then me. 

On a side note, I will be selling corn on the cob Saturday August 28 at the Justice Summerfest for the Boy Scouts.  The booth is open from 10-10 and I will personally be there at 10am for a few hours and then possibly later at night for a few hours depending on the help they need.  Its for a good cause and helps us run the troop for the year so please try to stop by and see us.  If by any chance you know a male person that is still breathing on his own feel free to bring him with you to introduce us!

online dating

So I am trying my hand at online dating.  I thought it would be an easy way to slide back into dating. Well, maybe not so much.  I am attractive apparently to large biker men, men over sixty, and men who look like they might have other women tied up in an attic or basement.  Biker men are fine for biker chics.  Men over sixty are fine for other women but that would be like dating my father-in-law, umm ex father-in-law??Dad??Ok you get who I mean.  As for the other guys, I don't do well in captivity so thanks for the interest but no thanks.

There are at least some honest guys.  Those are the ones who tell you they are really just looking for sex and are not interested in a relationship.  Oh wait, I can not forget the guy at the pool who told me I was cute even though I was chubby.  He was honest. Great.

So I get the brilliant idea to sign up for eHarmony.  Not so brilliant.  I go through the torture of answering all the bazillions of questions that takes hours.  If you want to know what my friends think of me then why can't you have an option to send a survey to a friend? I don't know what they think! My first set of matches includes 27 men and I was really excited!  Twenty seven men! There has got to be someone in there that I would date since eharmony has all those commercials saying how they go through a six hundred point matching system so you will find your soulmate on their site.  They show all those cute couples who are now married and the date they got matched and all.  They knew as soon as they saw each other that this was "THE" person for them.  Well not me.  There was not one person I would have remotely thought about dating so I think I am being way to picky right?? So I go through all my parameters again and say a sixty mile radius and height isnt important and drinking more then once a week is fine. Still I get no new matches.  So I redo all my parameters again.  I am really ok with any level of drinking and if they live within a 120 mile radius thats cool.  Really, if the guy is just a smidge taller then me I can deal with it.  Balding? Well not the best scenario but I will give it a shot.  Nothing.  eharmony is not able to match me with anyone at this time.  Really??Seriously??!!!So I change my parameters again.  I will take any human with a penis, that lives in the country, that drinks any amount.  Smokes?? Sure.  Criminal record? If he is out of jail, Sure why not?  Hair? who cares?  I will take a guy that likes any kind of music, will watch any kind of movie, has seen a book at some point in his life and is still breathing on his own.  We are sorry but eharmony can not find any matches for you at this time but hundreds of new people sign up everyday, try back tomorrow.

Divorce

Divorce sucks.  Period the end. NO matter who thinks who is to blame for the end, there were two people in the marriage and two people who wind up hurting.  I don't care what either one of them says, they both miss their spouse at some point and spend lonely nights thinking what they could have done differently and how it all wound up in the horrible mess that it did. 
As for me and my spouse, I am determined to remain friends with him no matter what.  We have twenty years of history together, 6 children, and have been through the best and worst times of our lives together.  He will always be my first love and probably always be my best friend even though he at times drives me absolutely insane. What best friend doesn't?
Yes that says six children, guess now is as good a time as any to get to that point.  Yes I have six kids, yes they are all from one dad, and yes they all have blonde hair and blue eyes. No none of them are twins. Yes people stare at the large white family like they are freaks. Jess is 15, tests at a sophomore in college level, hates being smart, and loves that we died her hair 10 shades darker then all the other kids.  Jacob is soon to be 14 and mellow and sarcastic and very talented at drawing. Kaitlyn is 12 and hitting the teenage years regardless of what she says she is very sweet and the most empathetic person you will ever meet.  Jared is 10 and he is going to be a rockstar.  Kyle is 8 and he wants to be a police officer when he grows up. Kristian is the epitome of the baby of the family, cute as a button, he wants to be a cop when he grows up, they are tougher then police he says.
So this is my blog...it will be about my divorce, my kids, my life, my dating life and everything else that happens.  Trust me it gets a little crazy now and then, but its mine and I wouldn't trade it for the world.