My Life

So here I am...26 years old, married for almost a year with a 7 month old baby. My husband is a clown...literally. I am a witch...literally. I moved to Vegas 14 years ago with my family. My parents live with me now instead of the other way around. I am short, round and generally happy, although some things do irritat me, and you my friends will be the ones to hear about them. I was single virtually my entire life until I met my husband. We have been together for almost 2 years now. At first, and actually until lust this week, we had many MANY problems with his ex. That is better now, but if that changes I'll let you know. The Husband-man and the folks take care of the Button while I am at work. The Button, our little-man was named after his uncle. One of the greatest men I haveever known. Wild, crazy and just generally a kick in the ass. He came out for our wedding when I was pregnant. That was the second and last time I will ever see him. My son was born 8/20/06. We talked to his uncle that night and let him know that he truely had a nephew named after him who was happy and healthy. 5 nights later we took our baby button home and got settled. The next night at 12:04 am we got a phone call. My husbands brother had passed on in his sleep. He lived in the northernmost state in our country and we were not able to get up there for the wake. That devastates the husband-man to this day. Me too to tell you the truth. Life has continued since then and we are finally able to watch out wedding video with him in it without crying anymore. I am very glad that we got that video as it has much of his brother in it.
My mom is very ill. She suffers from a very misunderstood disease. Rheumatoid Arthritis. People see the asprin commercials that say they completely relieve arthritis pain and assume she is a big faker. There are 2 knids of arthritis people! One is wear and tear on your joints and the other is a debilitating immune system disorder wherein your body starts attacking itself. Asprin don't fix that! She takes care of my son every day with a smile on her face and cries into her pillow every night wondering how long she'll be able to hold him.
My Dad worked every day of his life from ages 14 to 53 as a mechanic. At some point they industry decided it wanted younger mechanics with more computer knowledge. Cars are more technical than mechanical nowadays. He now works a graveyard shift at a major hotel/casino cleaning up your messes. He gets home at 9am every day sleeps a couple hours and then goes back to working on cars so that we'll have enough money to pay all of our bills.
My Parents are my heroes.
My brothers are criminals. I swear I don't know how they were raised in the same home thatI was. One was a car theif by trade, the other was just stupid. Both of them should have appeared on America's Dumbest Criminals at some point, and one has. Both are in their 30's now and have finally decided it is time to clean up their act. about freakin' time.
I am a practicing Witch. I have been for several years. No I will not curse someone for you. Feel free to ask me anything about this that you wish. I do not hug trees, but I do respect them. I follow the seasons as much as possible in a town that only has 2. Way too Hot and way too Cold. My wedding was a handfasting, we jumped a broomstick, and had our wrists bound together. That broomstick adorns our front door now and the Cords that bound us sit at the head of our marriage bed except when they are on the husband-man's cowboy hat. Most of those times I am also wearing my Cowboy hat with my wreath of flowers that I was wearing at the wedding.
Yes I said Cowboy hats. On top of it all I am a redneck, and damn proud of it. I listen to country music, drink beer and jack, and kick off my shoes as soon as I get home. As the song says I "Stand barefooted in my own front yard with the baby on my hip"
If any of me interests you, write. I will always appreciate an interesting comments.