Where DO They Come From...?

I think that I have a fairy in my house. No,not a lil gay guy. Nay,a DIRTY fairy. A fairy who comes right behind me & dirties everything I clean. Literally before my feet have hit the ground from finishing cleaning,it's back on the ground! (imagine it BOUNCES off) It's completely frustrating...Even better? When my husband asks,"Babe,WHY are you always so frustrated?!" REALLY?! Um...cause I live with our kids,not to mention,you? I feel like the house maid and no one seems to really REALIZE what I do,until I don't do it?

*sigh

I think this is EVERY mother's feeling. It's almost to a point where I ask myself,"What's the point?"

Then my aunt comes over and says,"Amanda! Those DISHES!" and I remember..."Oh yeah! Cause everytime I quit cleaning,EVERYONE shows up to VISIT me!"

*off I go. More dishes too...and it's another MOMsolo day today...

If Your Friend Asked You to Jump Off a Bridge...

So the world of blogging is taking over...it seems. It's no longer just an angry lady on myspace. It's now a full-blown epidemic! And well...I'm jumping on board. I'm sure I'll lose interest before I even begin. Or even better...ramble and bore myself,since no one else will probably comment. But Well here I am and there you are. and let's DO this! I'm beginning this more for my sanity ( I think) then anything. I've tried before to have one of these. Didn't go over well. Maybe the second times the charm.

Note: I ramble. A lot. I change subjects like you change underwear. Just as long as you were before warned,we're good!



So hi,nice to meet y'all! I'm Amanda. Welcome to the endless rants that occupy my thoughts. Hold on,it's gonna be one helluva ride!