In The beginning....

Aren't we cute? I know... What happened, right? I was three and in LOVE with Mary Lou. Chad was a cutie patutie...Not sure of the age, guessing around 8-10....In LOVE with Michael Jackson...Notice the glove?

**note...Look Anthony I got my scanner!!!!!***

Grand Opening....

I did it!! I created a store for Good In Theory tee shirts!!! They say "Good In Theory Bad In Reality"..... There's tees, hoodies, mugs all kinda of stuff!! I know it will be hard to pick which one to get so....pfftt...Get as many designs as you like!!

Good In Theory the store.......

There is also a link on the side bar as well...ya know for future reference.

The One...

Sometimes I forget how lucky I am to have you.
Sometimes I forget that I found what most haven’t.

Even though we don’t have much, we will always have each other.

Sometimes when I’m feeling incomplete,
I forget that you complete me.

Forever here…Forever love…. Forever your girl.

Powered by Castpost

Thursday Thirteen Mix in with some HNT....

13 Reasons Why I Crave My Alone Time… And The Things & People That Keep Me Craving It…

1. People are Assholes. As taught to me by my buddy Scaramouche Jones. [See I remembered!]

2. Because I’m not being bombarded by corporate America, who base their advertising under the assumption that Americans are stupid. Taught to me by my buddy Anthony.

3. I can escape all the EMO music that filters through all the airwaves. It makes me want to cut my ears off A LA Van Gogh; just so I have something to throw at the promoters of this shit they call “The great new rock.” As I’m sure my buddy Buzz will agree.

4. I can chat with my friend KimmyK who is the most inspiring woman to me. She’s a great mother has a wonderful loving relationship with her Honey and most importantly…sends her friend the best toys!!

5. I can read my new favorite author, Laurie Notaro, as introduced to me by Glo-Girl.

6. I can rant about my current grip on the Grouch Potatoes, squinting to find the exact colour of gray with no one to laugh at my blindness but me.

7. I can have a good uninterrupted laugh at my big sis’s latest comic over at Rocketfuel.

8. I can breath realizing I wouldn’t enjoy my alone time as much as I do if it weren’t for my two year old twin boys! I’m sure Snavy knows as where I speak!!

9. I can daydream about lying around the pool sipping mixed drinks with the beautiful and brilliant…Miss Blither.

10. I can get inspired to take care of my health and me…and work my body, with my beautiful friend Trojan.

11. I can always have a good laugh at You Sick Bastard’s It’s a Dame Shame. Really check it out!!

12. I can laugh at all the awesome tees over at Café Press. I’m so working on some of my own…Stay tuned to see my creations! I know you’ll all want to get them!

13. And finally I can lay around in nothing but my robe or nothing at all…Cause no ones around to tell me otherwise!!

Thursday Thirteen.

My Soon To Be New Favorite Shirts....

The Nerve....

Today I took the boys to the mall to walk around, well I walked they rode in their stroller. That’s where it happened… I was scolded at the mall!! That’s right scolded by a woman probably around my mothers’ age… Let me set the scene for you.

I’m pushing the boys around the mall when this couple pushing a stroller with one little one stops and the man says…”Wow they must keep you busy! Our grandchild here is a handful can’t imagine two!!”

To which I said what I always say, “Yes they do…he’s a cutie [pointing to their grandchild]…How old is he?”

They said he was fifteen months.

Then the woman looked at me and said, “Are they YOUR’S”??

I said, “Yes mame they’re mine.”

She shook her head and said…. “And at Your age!”

I looked at her then at my children then back at her and said, “Ummm What? ”

She says, “Of course they keep you busy, that’s what having children in High School does…”

So I say before walking away, “Well I wouldn’t know about that as I have been out of High School for six years! However in school or out of school all children keep you busy!! Have a good day mame!!”

People!!! Where so they get their nerve? I didn’t think I looked that young. I had my hair pulled back, minimal makeup, I wore my mini skirt over my brown legging’s with my brown tank layered under my burnt orange tee and my burnt orange Chuck Taylor’s to match….

And even if I was in High School where does she get off??

Question Time....

How do you know you love someone? What’s love feel like? I can’t help but wonder if it isn’t a different feeling for everyone.

So tell me…. How do you know its love?

Thinking Time....

Where do the years go? At times it feels as though time is creeping by and then other times just flying. One minute you’re in High School wondering what you are going to be when you grow up, and the next moment you’re married with twin boys.

What happens to all the time wasted? We should be able to get that time back somehow. Like getting change back at the store.

What if life was on a timer? Would you live it more recklessly or would you stress keeping track of how long the timer has till it goes…”DING”.

And what if we could go back? Change what we have done now that we know better. Be able to say what we should of said. You know all those comebacks we always think of after the fact. For if we could go back and do that we could put it to rest in our minds. Or would we? After you go back will there always be something you wish you would’ve said or done…a never-ending circle?

Time is funny, it never stops it never wavers, it never doubts. So then why do we? It’s like life, you can’t stop it or change it’s direction so your best bet is to hold on tight, cause for most it’s one hell of a ride. And a little secret I’ve learned? Time and Life are the best of friends in fact some would say one in the same.

Ops...

Yesterday I was walking down the hall towards the living room to get the boys when it happened. Something that had it happened anywhere else it would be quite the show. Embarrassing? Maybe a little….

I was walking at normal pace and the next thing I know I’m feeling a breeze. Where was the breeze coming from? I looked down, and.. **Blink, Blink** No pants!! Wha?? I know I had them on, I remember putting them on. There they were around my ankles!! I lost my pants!

Now I have lost around seven to eight pounds, not enough in my opinion to cause all my pants to run away from my hips!! My ghetto booty should catch them, it apparently got a booty call and left, forgetting to let me know where it was going!

I feel that my jeans should mold to me whatever size I am. It’s too expensive to buy all new jeans. If I loose some weight they should go down a size on their own…If I gain a few they should expand accordingly. For as much as jeans cost they should have that built in power.

Boy Drama and The Women Who Cause It...

Ring***Ring***Ring***

Me: Hello?

Chad: I’m so glad YOU’RE MY wife.

Me: Wha? What happened??

Chad: Oh all these guys wives are insane. Randy’s wife called today and got his voice mail and for some reason it was a static girls voice. So she called him back and got him and accused him of cheating on her!!

Me: Wha?! Did he call the cell phone company and see what’s up? **[See Randy is the most pussy wiped man I know, he does nothing with out her permission or with out her]***

Chad: Yeah he called Sprint and they said they had a problem with the voicemail center, and it was switching messages on several accounts, they were working to fix it. But now she isn’t talking to him. She told him to pack he’s shit!

Me: Man for a bunch of guys you sure do get a lot of drama over there!!

Chad: For real… I think he’s talking to her now seems like everything’s ok… He told me she takes the phone bill every month and any number she doesn’t recognize she accuses him of cheating… The one time she called it and it was her credit card co. she had called!!

Me: What kind of relationship can you have with out trust?

Chad: I know, I’m so glad you are you….

Me: Thanks baby….

*********************************

Ok first, never let it be said that women are the gossips, cause you should hear Chad and he’s buddies…As displayed above. Second, what’s with all these girls flying off the deep end all the time accusing their husbands of cheating? They all do it over there.

We have trust, as I feel a relationship needs to strive. Some have said that trusting is being naïve. Is that what its come to?

Has it become so obsolete to have trust that those that do are viewed as naïve?

Thursday Thirteen Mixed up with a Little HNT....

Thirteen Reason Why Fall is My Favorite Season….


1. I can wear all my hats again. Ohhh My fabulous hats!!

2. The fact that Grey’s Anatomy is back.

3. Hot chocolate taste better when it’s chilly out side, and you only wear panties and a sweatshirt while you drink.

4. Sleeping with the windows up, and cuddling under the covers to stay warm.

5. Fall wardrobe!! I hate summer clothes.

5a. Ohhh my hats my beloved hand made just for me hats…


6. The end of make-up melt down when you step out side.

7. The colors…Oh the beautiful colors of fall. Frisky in the spring? Naw, the Fall Baby!!

8. Being able to walk outside and breath…. Humidity and Asthma don’t mix.

9. Great hair days… Humidity and hair don’t mix either.

10. Walking around a chilly house in one of Chaddy’s fight hoodies and a thick pair of socks with a steaming cup of Joe.

11. Tights and knee-high boots!!

12. The smell of fall. The crispness to the air, the smell of leaves rotting, apple cider cooking in the crock-pot…. ***sniff** Awww I can smell it already.

13. The bees retreat away. I am very allergic to bees, which hinders me from being out side in the summer… And I always have to carry that big ole Eppi Pen where ever I go. I’m sure they’re lovely beings, I however am not sad to see them leave!


Dreaming of my love, Mr. Fall... Just a few more days till you're officially here.....

Thursday Thirteen...

On My Soapbox...

He found the man that fled he’s conviction of drugging and raping 86 women!! How can you let Mexico tell you to arrest him?

Since when do we listen to Mexico?

Talk about terrorist and protecting the homeland. He captured a man from terrorizing women. And I might add that when they found Mr. Luster in Mexico he had all he’s gear with him to continue he’s raping and drugging of women down there!! If anything you should thank Mr. Chapman from saving the women of your country from the horror Mr. Luster caused the women of our country.

And The Door Closes…

With a big slam the door to the house closes. I guess in the end its for the best we found out before we went all the way and bought it. What happened? Well it all started last night…

See since we were buying a house that was bank owned, the utilities couldn’t be turned on until there was an accepted contract. So in our offer we had everything contingent on the inspection with the utilities on. Well that inspection was last night. First there was some faucets that needed repair…100.00$ ok not bad. Then we noticed some bubbling of the wall in the mudroom, we’re told from a prior roof leak, Hmmm. We went in knowing we’d have to put a new roof on, so we offered accordingly. Then the kicker, with the lights on in the basement we noticed some green stuff growing all over the rafters, as we got to looking it was EVERYWHERE!! On furniture they had stored down there and everything. It’s about 3 inches thick and green. We were worried so we said we’d call a mold inspector today to see what they have to say.

We were told that it would take cleaning and filtration systems and cleaning of the ductwork, and if it was behind the wall that’s bubbled in the mud room, tiring down of the wall!! All around about a 2-3 thousand dollar fix, and no guarantee it wouldn’t come back. I can’t do that and fix a roof and minor plumbing it was all just starting to pile up!! And with the boys’ condition they aren’t to be subjected to mold, I can’t risk that stuff being in the ducts so when I turn my heat on it’s blown all over the house!

So the door slammed shut this afternoon. Disappointed…Yes. Stressed… Yes. Heartbroken… A little. Out 400 dollars for an appraisal… Defiantly. Pissed about that… You bet!!

But as a wise Father said… “Where He shuts one door, He may open a window.” So we will keep on, keeping on…

The 5,000 Dollar Shirt.......

5,000.00 dollars for a shirt??!! That’s right people, in a magazine I was browsing through today they had a top a sheer one to boot that was priced a 5k!!

Now I ask you, who can really afford that? You gotta figure that most of the celebrities are GIVEN the clothes, so that leaves the rich, the business moguls the CEO and the like. Which whatever, but the majority of America is not in that class, and yes no matter what Washington says there are Classes in America, so we will never be able to afford that.

Why aren’t their fashion magazines that show clothes we can actually afford? Cause I know me and I know that even if by some stroke of luck I someday was rich and could actually afford to buy a 5,000.00 shirt like it only cost 15.00, I know I wouldn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to do that when I know there are so many more worthy things to spend it on than a piece of clothing.

Now I like fashion as much as the next girl, more than most really, but I also dig a great bargain. I mean really can you really tell a pair of 500.00 dollar jeans from a pair of 30.00 dollar jeans, other than the fact your out 470.00 dollars??? I for one don’t believe fashion has to have a price tag.

For years I have been told by many a people they like the way I dress or my fashion since if you will. I always let them in on a little secret I’m not sure if they ever really believe. I’m cheap and I NEVER, spare my wedding dress, spend that much. How much you may ask….Let me break it down for you. I never spend more than 20.00 on jeans, no more than 15.00 on a top rather it be tee shirt or sweater, no more than 30.00 on a dress, and no more than 30.00 on shoes [and I do have good shoes]. My wedding dress I mentioned earlier? I found a great dress at a shop that was going out of business and I paid a whopping, you ready for this? I paid 100.00. And it is a killer dress! You just have to know where to look and have the gumption to go out and “dig” up a bargain.

So my point really is I feel in today’s world with all the problems that are out there, that it is just down right disgraceful to spend 5,000.00 on a shirt. But then again I am cheap… With Money…You dirty people!!!

Where'd She Go....

When Chad and I started dating I was deep in my Marilyn Monroe obsession. I collected everything, [which came to be helpful this winter when I sold it all on ebay!! Helped us through some tight times.] Any ways, I was into the whole LOOK. I had my hair cut like hers and blonde like hers… Hey we’re all into some thing!

Going through my stuff today getting ready for the move I ran across some more of my stuff. Some books I had about her, I’ve listed them on Amazon cause turns out one is worth like 75.00, damn that collection is still helping me out.

I’m still in awe of her beauty to this day. She to me embodies the word “feminine”, to me that’s the body of a woman. Soft curvy and beautiful face, she’s still breathtaking.

Funny who or what we get interested in. Looking through all my things today, it was like looking through some one else’s keepsakes. It’s only been four years, what happened to that girl?

My Stress...

So the bank wants to close our mortgage by the end of the month…The end of THIS month!!! Talk about a little stressed!! I have to have my shit packed and ready to move in less than two weeks!! Oh yeah did I mention I HATE packing?

This is all about a month sooner than we had thought and planned on. So now Chad has to get with his work and see if they can move their end up for the move….Vacation earlier than we thought I guess….

So the last few days my mother has been coming over to assist in packing. I have no idea where all this shit came from! I’m telling you people my little ole apartment over here has every thing you can think of!! We gave away a couch and kitchen table with chairs, an end table, a dresser, a bookcase and a whole set of dishes to a single mom who we know that left her alcoholic husband. And all that was stuff we had out in the garage in “storage”. So I’ve decided I’m not moving junk and I’m pitching a lot of stuff… My sister called from Columbus and put her name on a few things; I’m telling ya…It’s a storeroom in my basement!!!

The plan is, if we close when they want us too, to move the weekend that is the 30th, and have the painting party the weekend after…so that makes the painting party…hold on let me look at a calendar… Ok, October 7th and 8th. Mark your calendars!!

Which mean that the boys will have to sleep in a pink room for a week!! GASP!! Oh the horror!! Some how I think they’ll survive, its their dad I’m worried about, supposedly a pink boys room is the 13th deadliest sin.

Google The Oracle.....

About four months ago I did the whole google thing where you type in your name and then the word needs after it. I wrote some of the results down but forgot to ever post them. While cleaning the other night I ran across the paper. It was just plain spooky!! Check it out…..

Katie needs:

“Organization and order in her life”--------- That’s what I’m ear deep in now.

“A big change”------Is a big move change enough?

“A new toy”----- Thanks to Kimmy I have one!!

“A hug”------ Well hmmm….

“Your help”------Painting Party People!!

“To Go” ----- I’m making a HUGE move, I’m going already!!

“A new goodbye” ------- Again with the leaving.

“A hand”----- Paint roller anyone?

“To Ride”----- Hmmmm wonder what Chaddy’s doing???

“To explore herself more” ----- So been doing that!!

“To blog” ---- Yes indeed I NEED to blog, it’s a must!!

“To Pee” ---- Again? I just went!!

“Gas Money”---- Yeah who doesn’t??

“To Rest”---- Night Night……….

Laughin Through The Stress HNT......

Thought of the day.....

Did you ever notice that things come easier and are handed to those on a silver platter… that are least deserving??

A mood Lightner....

My new favorite store in the mall is called “Vanity”…I love their clothes and their sales are killer!! Sunday I got a pair of pants a tank top and a sweater car coat for 27.00$!!!!

As I was showing Chad my new duds he said…”I like that very laid back love it…..”

To which I replied with … “Thanks it takes a lot of planning to look this laid back…”

The moment I heard me say those words I knew it had to become my new motto!!


So one more time for the blue hair in the back row….


“It takes a lot of planning to look this laid back…..”

2996 Remembered.........

2996: One Remembered Here


2,996 is a tribute to the victims of 9/11. On September 11, 2006, 2,996 volunteer bloggers will join together for a tribute to the victims of 9/11. Each person will pay tribute to a single victim. We will honor them by remembering their lives, and not by remembering their murderers.

Organized by D.C. Roe.

George Eric Smith
Died age 38
Of West Chester, Pa. At World Trade Center

Know by many as Georgie he had an infectious personality and a smile that made you smile. Upon meeting his college roommates wife for the first time he handed her a dozen roses and with that infectious grin said “So you’re THE ONE!!” His friends say that his laugh could bring your spirits up, and that they sought it out regularly.

On September 11th George was working at the World Trade Center that Tuesday like any other day. He was a senior business analyst at SunGard Asset Management Systems/Global Plus.
He was found the same day workers recovered 11 fire fighters and 2 civilians. It has been said that George was seen helping a burn victim out of tower 2, and went back in to help others. Like many he died a hero that day. Those that knew him said that was just who he was, never thinking of himself, only of who needed help.

On this the 5th anniversary of a horrible date in history we honor George Eric Smith your life touch many, saved some, and your faith inspired all.

For a complete list of innocent victims of September 11th 2001, click here.

Thank You Every One.......

This is what your prayers and "good luck" vibes were all about!!! Chad and I were wanting to make a move but Buy a house for the move not rent. We put in a low ball offer, to our shock and surprise they took it!!! It has newer windows newer siding newer furnace.....Great built ins and LOTS of room!!! Theres a wrap around deck on the back thats gated in so the boys can just RUN!! There's a detached garage and enough yard to play in but not too much to keep up with..perfect. And the bathroom up stairs...let me tell ya people....It's the size of my bedroom now almost!!! Theres also a bathroom downstairs...we are very excited not to have to share anymore!! The basements huge with enough room for Chads mats and lots of storage!!! The best part? An extra bedroom to make in to a computer room.... Now we don't have to trip over all my ebay stuff all the time in our bedroom!

We were so happy to hear this news after the bad news about the boys...now at least while their being confined to the house this winter, they can have some room to move!!!

The only thing now is to get our loan to close with out a hitch.... We were pre-approved and got an awesome low rate that we can now lock in!! So keep sendin the prayers and vibes for that to go off with out a problem!

So who wants to come to our paintin' party???

We heard back form the Doctor about the boys……

Instead of staying the same or even better what we were hoping for, going up. Their numbers DROPPED!!!

I’m still processing…………….

Attack of the Emotional Women.....

So the last few days I’ve been overly emotional…Ladies I’m sure you’ve all been there at one point or other in the month. One minute I’m in tears the next spiting’ fire angry, then I’m frustrated then back to tears…Step inside….

Opened my google account to check status and saw I earned 2.00 in the last couple of days!! Over come with the kindness of people I’m immediately in tears. ***sniff, sniff*** You all rock…Levi and Carter and I are so lucky to have you all in our life!!

Then I go to turn on the TV to try and relax a little before Chad gets home from class…And all the news is about the first photos of Katie and Tom’s baby Suri…Anger…WTF?? This is THE ONLY thing happening at the moment? And sure enough now with in one day of release there’s controversy. So I can only assume it has a few more days as the TOP story….ARRRHHGG!

Then to try and digress I go and get myself something to drink, only to spill said drink all over the floor….Frustrated…. Cursing the rule of gravity and my stupid unworking hands!!

Then Chad comes home and says “Hi Katie ***gives hug*** How was your day?”….. Me an instant ball of weeping emotional women. This of course is followed by hysterical laughter that I can’t control.

Relate? Anyone?

Or should I just admit my self and my hormones in to some rehab for the safety of an un-expecting society??

What's with all the Hate and Anger....[hnt]

If it makes you feel better to hurt me….Hurt me

If it makes you feel superior to hate me….. Hate me

If it makes you feel better about yourself to make me feel bad about myself….Make me feel bad

If you want to hide your jealously behind judgments of me….Judge me

If it makes you feel better to control me and tell me who to be…..Then I believe you know the way to the door.

This is one of the peices I wrote for the book some of us bloggers put together entiled "Fragments"....If you would like to purchase it you can go here. Enjoy....


When it comes to finding our path in life……….. Are we giving ourselves the wrong directions?


When I was a little girl my daddy said, “Katie, you can be whatever you want to be”. As a little girl I didn’t realize what I now know. I have to know what I want to be before I can become it.

Being free to be you and me, as the song goes is becoming increasingly harder. Judgments, criticisms and accusations about our decisions are all we ever hear. With all that out there it’s any wonder that anyone finds their path.

We over rationalize everything from what to have for dinner to what to be in life. I can debate a subject and be both for and against it at the same time. As I’m sure most women can, it’s how we confuse the men in our life. Therefore figuring out our path in life can be tricky. How do we know that we’re not vetoing our path when it’s being presented to us by over rationalizing it? Therefore not seeing what’s right in front of us.

Six years ago at the young age of eighteen, I didn’t sit and plot my life. I didn’t say, in my most perfect and naïve voice,
“In six years I’m going to be a married stay at home mother of twin boys.” However that’s where my life events have brought me. In light of my current life, I can’t help but ask the question…………. Do we choose our paths or does life chose our paths for us?

Growing up my father always told us, “Bloom where you are planted”. Now that I’m an adult I understand that was his way of telling us that we can’t always control life. However we can control how we respond to what it deals our way.

There are some who believe that what happens to you in life makes you who you are. I’m not sure I would agree with that. We all have those moments that life deals us. It’s how you react to them that matter. You can let them define you and your life, or you can view them as just what they were, moments…Memories. And yes, some of those moments changed the course of our lives, but that’s to be expected. You can’t map out the course yourself. We all know our lives can change with every breath we take, but it’s what you do with that one breath that matters.

So maybe our path in life isn’t what we are but who we are. The goodness we are as a person, and the passions that we hold. The person we become in spite of what life deals us. Maybe our path’s directions aren’t found in the career we chose or in the education we chose, but maybe the directions our found within the beauty that is ourselves.

How Fast It Goes.....

Levi and Carter at 7 Months.
It was their first good photo shoot!!
Such little hams....
These two are from their first birthday shoot.

Little [not so little anymore] Levi 2 years old!!
Ornery Carter 2years old!!
And finally "Double Trouble"...2 years old!!
They are laughing at the pretty girl taking their picture!! Such flirts already!!

My Google Search Box....

Ok I updated how my google page looks when you type somthing to search for in the box on my side bar. I had complaints that it was hard to read the results with the color palette I had....so try it now Ma and see if it's any better!!

Also remember if you will that I do earn a couple a pennies every time my google search box is used..... So for the boy's preschool fund please remember my Google and Amazon boxes!!!

Thanks to who ever bought the dollhouse through my Amazon box!!! I appreciate it....And a BIG thanks to Anthony who is my best contributer on Amazon, so far. But feel free to try and compete!! Whahaaahhaa!!

A little Input Please.....

Should you apologize when you know you were standing up for yourself and your family, just because its family that was doing the thing you stood up for??

Should you apologize therefore they think they were in the right and then continue to treat you in that manner?

Is being the “bigger” person really just code for…”I let you walk all over me but hey I’ll be the bigger person and apologize, so you can continue to do so, thinking you were right all along.”

Should rude behavior, and hurtful cutting remarks be let go just because its “family” doing it?

Even though it is “family” doesn’t always mean being around them is best for my children…right? Or should you just let it go?

And finally, how does one let all the anger go?

Anger…Such anger.

How do you release it?

I’m told to let it go move on…

But how does one do that exactly?



Anyone??

Did you ever wish you didn’t know any better?

There are times that I feel I’d have a lot less stress if I didn’t know to “know any better”.

Let me explain.

For instance, there are people that never stress about the bills. What they do is buy whatever they want and then worry about paying the bills and getting what they “need” later, which usually entails getting help from someone. There’s a difference between Want and Need, and sometimes I think I’d be less stressed if I didn’t understand that!!

We all know insurance is a rip. Car and house insurance mainly, hear me out… If you never file a claim or only one in twenty years or so, it doesn’t amount to all the money you’ve spent in premiums over the years. You’re just out all that money never to recoup it. But I know that I HAVE to have it, though I’d be a lot richer if I didn’t understand that law and “know better”.

We are taught growing up to “hold your tongue”, though there are times that I’d feel a lot better if I would let what I’m feeling in a certain point in time out. For instance yesterday waiting for the Doctor who was running almost an hour behind, I gave my impatient 2 year olds a snack. I was then rudely told they couldn’t have any food in the office because others might not be able to be exposed to said food [though they’ve had it the other four times we were there]. So my children screamed for a half hour!! It took all I had not to go up to the desk and say, “Fine but what are you doing for my children who are not to be exposed to others and their germs, for they have an endangered immune system? I just paid sixty dollars to have my children sit here among other’s germs and wait an hour with no snack?”…. But I didn’t cause “I know better”…blah blah blah…. But I KNOW that I would of felt better had I said it!!

Then you have the TV. What’s made to be entertainment to many always ends up stressing me out. From the news that any more is just gossip, to the trashy talk shows that are all over… Some things should be saved for your therapist, not broadcasted on national TV. I feel I’d be more entertained if I didn’t “know any better” to be offended.

And then there are times that I wish I didn’t “know better” to see it from all sides of the situation. I can argue a point and be both for it and against it, I can see it in all lights. Thus rendering my mind to never just….SHUT UP!! I agonize over the points of everything even stuff that hasn’t happened yet!!! I’m not sure if this makes me open-minded or just crazy!