My best mother figure is actually my ex-step-dad's wife, if that makes any sense. She's there for me, whether I want her to be or not. :) So is my ex-stepdad. So is my step-sister... my family is complicated. Sue me. LOL

What is your mom like? Mine is absolutely loving. Sometimes. Maybe. :-p

She loves me a ton. She loves her grandchildren... but she thinks her husband should have the last say in everything. Like when I call and see if she wants one of the kids for a night. She…

I respect freedom of speech and religion. I know he has a right to his beliefs and a right to speak on them, just like the Westboro Baptist Church. What I mean is that they cannot be told not to speak, since it's *or should be* one of the foundations of the country that everyone needs to respect.

However, I find his sermon deplorable and insulting. I find the fact that his congregation is saying "Amen" to be an affront to the Bible, Jesus, God, and the overall feeling of acceptance…

You know the one's I'm talking about? The old ones with Wile E. Coyote being smashed by boulders and blown up by dynamite? The one where Yosemite Sam is running after Bugs Bunny in Roman times and getting mauled by lions?

http://blissjunction.blogspot.com/2012/05/so-who-loves-looney-toons.html

At least, I'm trying to look at it that way.



We're moving to Nika's mom's house for a while. We've had a rough time with her back issues and my lack of employment and, frankly speaking, it's smart to do it.



She's lived away from her mom's since she was a teen, and I've been away from my mom's since I was a teen (minus 6 weeks in my early twenties which was hell). This is not easy on either of us. I know that.



I'm having a hell of a time handling it though.…

So, I'm somewhat active on http://www.bloggymoms.com/. When I first signed up, I started a topic asking if anyone else was a non-custodial parent. I have views, but not even one response. Not good, not "me too", not bad. NOTHING. That's interesting to me.

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I was awake well after midnight, and my love brought in flowers (super brightly colored, which I love), and Bliss Chocolates (my middle name and tasted amazing). Erik got me a webcam so I can Skype with him when he moves to California, and a book of French recipes he helped create in his French class, and a really sweet card.



Nathaniel made me a picture frame of sorts.. clay painted and fired, with his picture on one side and "I love my mom because she helps me color" on the other…

Well, I figure since I've started this blog, you should know some things about me. Though I am an open book (and please feel free to ask me anything), I have trouble coming up with information on my own. Therefore, here is this silly questionnaire. 

1. What time did you go to bed last night and were you alone? Actually, I went to bed at about 8:30 or 9:00 this morning. My sleep schedule is really backwards.

2. If you could be given ANY gift what would it be? World peace? Ummm…

I've been working at freelance writing for a while now. I've had one long term contract for a tiny amount of money, but it's been important to get my credibility built up.



I just finished my first big project from a different employer. I got it by bidding on it about a week ago.



Now, I have another contract that was just awarded, and I feel awesome. I can write!



I don't know how many of you understand the amazing feeling I have right now, but I've always…

• My 15 year old and 5 year old playing together and laughing hysterically
• Listening to my 5 year old upstairs playing with his Star Wars Legos and making blaster sounds. "pew pewpew!"
• Another Star Wars Lego thing - They have parades and the 5 year old sings the Imperial March.
• Autumn and Spring
• The Botanical Gardens. Especially the scent garden where you can lean down and smell everything, or rub the leaves with your fingers and come away with…

My oldest son is going to be 15! Fifteen. Craziness.



I was a scared 19 year old kid when I brought him home from the hospital. I had no idea what I was doing at all.



When I walked into the house and got settled in with him, he was sleeping and I remember looking at him and thinking, "What now?". Was I supposed to do anything but sit there and stare at the infant who'd somehow materialized in front of me? LOL



Anywho, I digress. I posted a sweet note on his…

I'm what you call a "late in life lesbian". I have been in relationships with men, for the most part, all of my life. Up until a few years ago I had no idea just how wrong that was for me.



I've known since I was a little girl that I was attracted to females. It was just a fact. I lived in a small town, my family had (and has) strong Southern Baptist and Methodist beliefs. We moved to a small city when I was in elementary school, and to the St. Louis area between my 7th and 8th…