One from column A...
I know some of you think that I blab without any regard to my kids, their privacy, and our private lives. Boy, would you be shocked to learn how much I leave out. You know, the stuff that is not your business. No, I'm not 'keeping it real' with regards to our private lives, and you know what? I'm not going to change, either. That doesn't mean that I won't give a glimpse into who we are and what we're about, because of course I do. It's a personal blog and as a blogger it's my job to introduce you to my family and friends and describe the events I consider public enough to blog about. However, behind the scenes is a lot of stuff going on right now, most of it not even MY stuff, but it keeps me busy and worried and anxious all the same.
School starts tomorrow, thank God, and I'll get some of my life back. It is a day of phone calls and making appointments and going to the doctor and basically clearing out all the backfill that I should have gotten to last week but was unable to because, you know, hospital and surgery kinda take time away from home.
Soon it will be appointment upon appointment as I return to see all of my doctors post op, and then make arrangements for yet another heart surgery that is upcoming. For all my faking, according to some very mean and sick people, I sure am having a lot of heart surgery. Funny how all those people who play doctor on the web are so sure I'm just absolutely fine, nothing wrong with me at all, and I can really totally work full time, but I'm just a welfare cheat so I'm putting on the entire Boston medical establishment, the Federal and State government, and anyone else who is handing out all those subsidies I'm accused of living on but actually do not get. But they know so much better than all the experts and gosh almighty, it's not just me that is a horrible person, they're also attacking several of the best loved and most respected mothers on the net just this weekend. You gotta wonder just how stupid and pathetic a person has to be to go on blog radio and pronounce that other bloggers are terrible parents according to her. Like good parenting is teaching your kids to pick apart anyone that thinks and does things differently than you do. Good God, that woman and her readers... their poor poor children being taught to laugh and people. I guess they don't understand that they are all the epitome of bullying. Oh, they're not being bullied. They ARE bullys. Nasty, stupid, mean, uncaring, moronic, unthinking bullies. Something I'd be really proud to show on the 'net and on blog radio.
Um, yeah. Got that off my chest. And of course, no link to the bitches because why would I bother to make you feel the angst? I like you guys. It's just the "hidemyass" stalkers I can't stand. Mostly because they feel so smug like you can't figure out who