At first I was afraid. I was petrified. Until they shot me up with drugs..

‎Eighteen years ago today I was given some really awesome and powerful drugs. I fell asleep naked from the neck down with a bunch of doctors. When I came to, it was just me and one naked old man in the bed next to mine. Most would call it a party. I call it, "Is there more morphine?" I guess what I'm trying to say is... Happy birthday Alexandra!! Momma loves you!


Holy crap... 1 down and 1 to go. This is the child I was most worried about and it seems we survived the most critical time in her life... the time when her actions would legally impact me. Yes, that part is done. I am no longer required by law to feed her, clothe her, or house her. Today I celebrate her coming of age while I pat myself on the back for not having sold her to a pack of traveling gypsies (little blonde girls fetch a great price I hear)!