Rock Star...

Today is the day... I fly out of Austin  to  Los Angeles, Ca.  Yep... Going back to Cali, stylin, profilin Growlin, and smilin, while in the sun. Ha ha ha. You know I had to do that.

My son, Devin, I'll call the "Rock Star". Born and raised in Southern California,  before I ripped him from his roots, and transplanted here in Hutto, TX, where he finished and graduated high school at the one and only Hutto High School.  Talk about culture shock... but he did his time, and then went back to his homeland, as I always knew he would.  I don't know if he has forgiven me for that... none the less he has his first gig, if you'd like to call it that on Saturday, Feb. 16, 2013 in North Hollywood.    I am very excited to be able to attend... very thankful to have such thoughtful friends who were gracious enough to give me a pre birthday surprise gift - a plane ticket to Los Angeles.  So I am a jet setter this weekend, a groupie... free of  suburban life, working out, diets, and day to day hustle and bustle. 

Rock Star...

Bitch-a-thon

After I dropped off the kids today, I told myself that I would go in the house and write for 5 minutes... It didn't matter what I wrote, I was just gonna write because I have not been current with my blogging for the past week or so.  This week has been all kinds of stressful.  All I've wanted to do is grab a bottle of wine, and a pack of cigarettes, drink, smoke and be merry... Not really caring about how bad it is for my body, who sees me, who finds out, or whatever anyone thought of me.   Second option was just to eat... If you didn't know, I've been on a weight loss adventure since June, I have lost between 14-17 pounds depending on the day of the week.  Neither one of them are the greatest options for me right now,  but the one I chose was eating... LMAO...  And to be quite FRANK I'd rather smoke.   I've BATTLED the urge  NOT to smoke ALL week.  There I said it... I want to SMOKE... I want to SMOKE...   I just want to escape... on a beach or a casino, with a drink, and smoke... LMAO...  Yeah that's what I wanna do... Sit in front of a slot machine, and mindlessly stick coins in the mouth of this machine. I'm joking  - KINDA!!  But what I opted for was grabbing a #11 Fish Filet sandwich value meal from McDonald's with an extra hamburger and secretly ate it, and threw the evidence in the outside trashcan!  How sad is that? Is this what my life has come to?   So here I am writing for 5 minutes straight... Here goes... LMAO...