Vogue

So here I am at age 13. Yeah I thought I was too cute......(those eyebrows gotta go, where's the tweezers????)

About Me......

Alright here's my seven.....nothing too exciting....

1. My kindergarten teacher's name was Mrs. Ripatoe. I used to tell kids that if you were bad, she would rip your so off. (how mean)

2. I started smoking at age 16 and quit at age 29. I went up to Idaho to visit my family and quit cold turkey in the fresh (snowy) air. I never imagined that I would be considered a non smoker.

3. When I was about 13 years old, my cousin and I used to imagine that we were models and wasted many, many rolls of film 'striking a pose.' I still have those pics in a box in my closet.

4. I honestly believe that I made the best decision of my life when I moved in with my dad at age 14. If I hadn't made that move, I think that I would have turned out to be a mother of 5 on welfare with no ambition.

5. I was in labor for 28 hours before the doc decided to listen to me when I was calmly telling her to, "CUT ME OPEN!!!!"

6. I met the most wonderful girl in rehab. We have been best friends since the day we met. (We are both still clean ~ 9/19/02 for her and 11/13/02 for me!!!!!)

7. I am going on a cruise in October and I can hardly wait.


I told you it wasn't anything exciting.....
If I think of anything else, I might post.....

The Boss's kid

So this picture was taken in April 2007. This is my clown kid being goofy with the camera at my boss's desk. By the way, that is my boss's (am I spelling this right?) little girl at her desk. They were playing 'let's do some work.' She is looking at AnthonEy like he is crazy.....

MINI-ME

So this is Anthoney and Daniella on a good day at SeaWorld. They are not arguing at this time. (amazing) I think they started up 5 minutes later.

Dinner

So I just got home from going out to dinner with the 'fam.' It was my sister, brother, my two nieces and my nephew, my son, my mom and her 'man'. So the dinner went alright. I am not the biggest fan of this new man in my mom's life, (I have my reasons) but, hey she is quite happy. So I am happy for her.
My son was the life of the party as usual with his little silly butt. My brother told a joke about numbers that made sense, but, according to AnthonEy, he told the joke wrong. This is the joke:
"Why was 6 afraid of 7? Because 7 ate(8) - 9."
Cute joke. So this was Anthoney's version.
"Why was 6 afraid of 7? Because 9 - 10 - 11 - 12."
So everyone started laughing at AnthonEy, and needless to say, Daniella got angry. She said, "THAT WASN'T FUNNY!!!!!" You know it is so funny how history repeats itself. My sister and I used to do nothing but fight with each other. You know, just think of stuff to argue about. I feel sorry for the adults that had to put up with us. I take care of my niece a lot and my son and her go at it like my sister and I used to. We got the whole jealousy stuff going on. I cannot stand it. "Auntie Stephanie, Anthoney is not listening to me!!!!" "Auntie Stephanie, Anthoney is not sharing...." "Mommie, Daniella is saying that she is not my friend anymore."
And so on and so on.......
So back to dinner, my mom acts like a teenager. I guess it is cute in a way, but a little irritating. That's it for tonight. I have a big day tomorrow. I am going to my son's family reunion down in San Diego. Should be fun.......

Finally....

Finals are done!!!!!!!!!!! Woo hoo.... Passed them all with flying colors. I am so proud of myself. (3 As) Anyways, I have one semester left until I can wask down the isle and collect my 1st certificate.....Shortly thereafter, I will be walking again to get that AA I have been trying to get for the last 2 years....so on and so on....
Wow, never in a million years would I have thought that I would be where I am at today. It was only about 9 years ago that I was living out of my car. Not caring about anything except for myself and my drugs. It took a long time for me to decide enough was enough. When I went into the rehab, my intention was to get the court off my back so I can continue doing what I knew best, drugs, and criminal behavior. But while I was there, something happened. In NA they tell you to stay until the miracle happens. The miracle just hit me in the face about 30 days into my 7 month stay. I'm not going to get too much into my story because I need to get into bed, but I will eventually get it all out one of these days when I have more time....
And when I get a little bit more comfortable in this bloggerworld................
Until next time good night.

Therapy

I have decided that I need therapy. I took my son to therapy today. I was doing most of the talking. We waited for a month to get him in this clinic... I actually liked the doc, he did an in depth interview with my son and I. I had to fill out about 8 pages of our family history. Anthoney drew a picture of a black house with a red roof. The doc said this shows that he is angry. Wow. I need to be psychologist so I can charge people $100 per hour to analyze a crayola picture......So I left the clinic knowing exactly what I knew when I went in there this morning. I guess I have to have patience and wait until my next scheduled appointment on 6/27/07. That's right 40 days away. I also had to sign a paper that said if I am late or cancel without 24 hour notice, I have to pay $70......

On other news, I have made a commitment to live healthier. (FINALLY) I quit drugs on 11/13/02. I quit smoking on 12/21/06. I have quit eating on 5/4/07. (haha just kidding, wanted to see if u were paying attention.....) I started going to the gym on 5/4/07. I am doing water arobics and I love it... I never thought I would be the one to go on and on about exercise. But now that I have actually given it a chance, I really feel good about myself. When I first heard about the 9 am class on Saturday, I thought, hell no, I need to sleep in on Saturday...But now I look forward to starting my day off with a good workout. I just got home from the gym a little while ago and my arms are still sore...

Now I have to study for finals..........................

Memories

I cannot believe that Griffith Park is on fire!!!!!!!! I can remember back when i was a kid, my dad used to take us to the observatory. It's funny how i forget memories until i see the words "GRIFFITH PARK" on the TV screen with flames all over the place.... I hope they put that fire out, because now that i remember what wonderful experiences i had there with my dad, now i would like so much to take my son there so he can know where his 'Papa' took his mommy when she was little.................