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Never Happy

Why is that? Why is it that I never am happy with myself, or my hair. When I was young and skinny I thought I was fat, then I got fat. Then lost weight, but even once I was at a nice, reasonable weight, I felt fat. Now I got fat again, and look back when I was that reasonable weight and THAT is my goal. If I get there, will I be happy? Probably not.

My hair. It was long I got it cut, then I wished I could pull it up, finally it grew out enough to pull up and I got sick of only having it pulled up. Chop. Now. I am dissatisfied with my hair again. I think I could be happy with it, with some minor adjustments, but will I go back and ask for her to change it? Probably not. Maybe I will. I will try to get used to it first though, I think.

I learned something new today. I learned how to make this:








Now can someone tell me what it is called???

Having been home taught for my middle school and elementary school years, I did not learn the cool hand clap games, or how to fold notes to look like footballs or houses... Or how to make the doober dob shown here... The bright side is I can learn it all now, through my children!

It is funny how they say you learn something new everyday, and if I sit and think about it, I am pretty sure you do! Today I learned how to make this, and hopefully by tomorrow I can find out what its called!!!

I am having my feeling under appreciated moment as mom here lately. With Destiny making me nuts, wanting me to take her all over and not saying even thank you. The other kids CONSTANTLY fighting. The name calling, the hitting. I feel like it would be nice to just go off the deep end for a while and be placed in a nice, white, padded room. Meals made and brought to me, peace, quiet, nothing to do. It sounds like VACATION to me!

It would/will also be nice to get Tim the heck out of the house a few hours a day... working. Just sayin'. First I complain if he takes the night job I wont see him, then I am like WHEN are you taking that job??? Money does not grow on trees, I've tried! :o/

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