Somebody told me....

Sigh, someone made ass-coffee again this morning and it's so bitter I can barely stomach it. Is it that hard people? Cripes!

A quick entry, it's been sort of a crazy week.

Monday was one of those days in which the world felt as if it was crashing down on me and I was not coping well with it at all. I learned that making an error in some manner or another does not necessarily mean that one is not worthy of self-respect, success, love or approval. It simply means that I, like everyone else on this planet, am prone to mistakes and just because I make 1 or 15 doesn't mean that I have managed "to completely ruin everything" or that I will be harshly judged and therefore abused in some manner or another. I am not incapable as was suggested all of those years, I am loveable in all my imperfect glory and I will not be abandoned simply because I did something "wrong." I also learned that instead of over-reacting about something I think I might be "in trouble" for and creating grandiose doomsday scenarios about the outcomes of my f*ck ups; perhaps it is time for ME to accept MY faults, move on and take it as a lesson learned. This seems a much healthier approach than the enormous amount of guilt I inflict upon myself every time I fall down.

C has gotten me addicted to Tiger Woods 2005 Pro Golf on XBox. You can customize until your hearts content. My character is a Hottie named Mango76, she's also becoming quite the little golfer. I'm not a naturally competitive person, but this game is a lot of fun and C is fun to play it with:) Lil' Man's ready to take a shot at it. I expect a lot of hooting and hollering over the comings weeks on this one.

Other big news, I am looking at buying a house or condo. We are just getting started on the logistics of it all and I am trying not to jump out of my skin with excitement and feeling a little overwhelmed at the idea that sort of responsibility....it seems to adult and I am not sure when I became one of those, but it's sort of creeping up on me. I keep having visions of hard wood floors and big open spaces, lots of light, a garage to park my Baby Jetta in and hopefully a back yard for my Baby Pug that I will name Poopsie...or something equally annoying to get a rise out of C. ;-P We are having quite a brawl over what sort of dog to get and I have my heart set on a Pug, Black Lab, maybe a Saint Bernard? Or a Husky? Or I English Bulldog? I love them all, I highly doubt I can will myself to contribute to breeding practices I greatly disagree with and we'll end up with a Lil' Pound Puppy but I admit that I would like a Pug very very much. A little black one, that has a big ole back yard to play in and can chase the cats. I also love the idea of an office and of course I want Max to have a lot more space, it would be nice if we had a finished basement so he can be loud and that sort of obnoxious that only teenage boys seems to be. And a big closet to lock him in if nessisity:)

Finally a piece of political news that is so completely encouraging I can hardly stand it. Tom DeLay's indictment. I believe this case will have a domino effect, one which will expose many others whom the majority of the Republican Party has been in bed with. Starting with Ellis and Frist. I think there will be lots of 'scandals' and 'developments' on the going-on's of several departments in Texas and otherwise. Texas, hm...I think that's where my Not-So-Favorite-Wanna-Be-Cowboy likes to vacation. Very interesting, yes? I don't want to get my hopes up that this motion predicts change, but they are anyway.

!!!! Stop Mad Cowboy Disease !!!!