And that's what I think about that.

I completely think I should remember stuff better. It's nearly a new year and I've already forgotten stuff that I shouldn't even know yet. I don't even remember what my last post was about, but I'll go on and finish this one anyway. Catch up time! Grace, still dancing. Justin, singing some, driving none and getting taller. Piper, still giraffe crazy, more like me every day and aspires to be a werewolf someday. There. Oh...forgot about Ken. Well, we're doing great! We were able to go to Disney World 3 times this year, renewed our vows on the It's A Small World ride in March and have decided we should just live there. I love him. He loves me. We're a work in progress and it's getting better every day. We talk now. We laugh. We get along like we did when we were dating. Do we argue? Yep. Do I still have moments where I blow up for no known reason and explode into a psycho, hell bent on destroying everyone who I feel ever did me wrong? Sure do. Those episodes are becoming less frequent and far more easy to control now. I'd say we're going to be ok. I'm pretty certain of it. I'm too pretty to go to jail.
Now that I've gotten that out of the way, let me get to the point of this post. I'm upset. It's almost Christmas and people are becoming more and more stupid every day. Why is it so hard to be nice to others? Why can't people just stay out of everyone else's business and take care of their own mess? Is it such a burden to smile or say hello or tell someone to have a nice day? What's up with all the frowning? I know times are tough and money is tight. I know so many people are down on their luck, have personal trials, health issues, or sometimes, just a bad attitude in general, but smiles aren't toxic. They're easy to fake, but the real ones are better. I gave my facebook friends a challenge today, what with it being Monday and all. I told them to do or say something nice for at least one person, say hello to at least 3 strangers and smile at at least 5 people and hug a friend. Now, I don't know that anyone actually took me up on my challenge, and I didn't expect them to report back, but I know I tried it myself. I smiled at everyone I saw today at the mall. I walked up to a complete stranger, who was dressed in his Marine dress blues, and thanked him for doing what he does and wished him a Merry Christmas. I think I shocked him, but he was polite and smiled and thanked me. I felt good doing that! My mood lifted just from smiling at people and making eye contact while doing it. Every single person smiled back. And for a moment, I like to think we made a connection where we understood each other as being part of a whole. It's a big world. Smiling won't save it, but it might just make it a little easier to live here. And that's what makes me happy. Maybe my smile mattered to someone today. Maybe not. Either way, I feel a little lighter. So go smile. Do it. I dare you. :)

What's goin on? And things.

So here's what has been going on since I posted in April. I lost my job of 16 years because of "budget cuts". That is a fancy term that means, "The boss lady wasn't too fond of me because I stopped letting her and the other cronies in the "higher up" positions run over me." Let me just say that yes, I was upset over it, but no, I'm not going to sue them...even though I'm pretty sure I have a case. But that's a whole other blog. In the wake of that whole, losing the job, thing, we up and moved. It was something we had discussed, but not really in depth, and when I found out I had nothing going for me in the lovely Ford of Stan, we decided to uproot and move. We had 2 destinations in mind. 1...Orlando! Yes, boys and girls, it is a dream of mine to work in Disney World. But I had a few things holding me back. For one, I have visible tattoos. GASP! After snooping around, we discovered that good old Disney World has a few hidden stipulations in their hiring procedures. Some other things keeping us from moving there were the facts that we didn't have a support group down there in case of emergencies with the kids and the kids themselves. Although the 7 year old would LOVE to live IN Disney World, (she always says IN, not near.)the other 2 weren't too keen on the whole thing. The other destination....Somerset. Land of the free, home of the worst mall ever. Also the area where my daughter's dance team is. So, we looked at a house. (yes. A. As in 1.) and started our move. We've been here a couple of weeks and I love it so far. The kids will start school soon and that may make things more interesting, but for now, they like it too. My marriage is still on the mend. (insert AWWWWWW's here) I still have days where I'd like to hunt down the whore and scratch her cornea's and then piss in the wounds, but those are becoming less frequent. I'm learning that Hate is not the opposite of Love, and that she is not worth the effort it takes to dispise her. I'm becoming indifferent. I'm letting Karma deal with her whoring ass. That way, I stay out of jail. Ha ha. I'm moving on to a new chapter in my life. A new me. A new outlook. If you knew how bad I was with change....you'd be placing bets on how long I'll last. But please don't do that because I'm paranoid already. So wish us luck and pray I don't become an out of control dance mom. I've already started bedazzling my mom jacket. (someone should stop me.)