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I just want to welcome you all to my first blog on this site.  I am deeply concidering just posting my blogs here and then copying them to Myspace in the blog section there.  I have created this blog so that my facebook friends and anyone looking for a good blog to read can access this freely and comment what they may without being a friend on said social network. 

Without further ado, here is what is going on in my environment currently.  I am listening and rocking some chair dancing as I type this sentence to Lady Gaga's "Just Dance".  I love love this song and I don't care who you are and how she dresses, Lady Gaga is who I would be if I were famous.  Seriously, what a sweet gimmick.  When you are famous and you are to be somewhere to promote your noteriety, what better way than to dress OUTRAGIOUSLY to where no one can distinguish your real looks underneith.  On the opposite end of the rope, when you are just kicking back being you and you need to go to the store, or go shopping, or whatever in public, you would have to be the world's best Papparazzi to know that that jane or john doe was actually you!!  The famed Crazy Persona of Hollywood!!  Kudo's Lady Gaga.  Don't take anyone's guff for your outfits.  You know what's up.

Continuing on with my goings on normally, I am a stay-at-home mom for the most part.  I'm not working at the moment because I started having some odd issues with my left leg that resulted in pain, infection, and me too sick to be on my feet.  Long story short, it was athlete's foot.  Got it when I was pregnant with my son in 2008.  Took til 2009 to find out.  Sadly, due to recient financial events, I am going to have to come back into the work place far sooner than I'm comfortable to try.  I am currently working a small care-giving gig to a lady here in town.  Because of State Law and verbal agreement, that's all you get to know about that.

As for my son, he is sleepin'.  He goes down for the count between 7p and 9p.  Lately, he's been dying a bit earlier.  I think it's teething.  He's due for the next 2 bottom toofers to come in.  He's got 4 on top and 2 on the bottom.  At 15 months of age, I would have thought he'd have more by now.  It took him nearly forever to get the first two and shortly after the 4 on top.  That was the worst 2 months ever.  When your child teeths and is too young yet to tell you "Mommy, my mouth hurts", you just want to love and hug until s/he stops crying.  Then, once you set them down, their arms fly up in the air as they look up at you with the "Mommy, hold me" stare.  That look equates to the famed "Puppy Dog Eyes" we get when the dog or even cat wants something.  It breaks your heart to say "No."  But once in a while, you cave.  "Okay Rex, you can have the last of the Cat's food."  Sadly, the cat doesn't speak to you until the next day when you refill her bowl and forgives you for your moment of stupid human weakness.  

Well, that's about it for tonight.  I will try to write a proper blog tomorrow.  I had something on my mind an hour ago but I was kinda having a little too much fun creating the blog page than writing it.  I'm an air element.  We're creative, intelligent, and fickle creatures.  And being a Gemini, watch the layout change frequently.  No really, ask some of my friends on Myspace.  It's not a lie.  I can't keep a layout up more than a month to save my life.  It's sick.