'Promises are meant to be broken"

That is what my sister used to say to me when she broke her promises to me when I was younger. I often wondered, her being so young, where she came up with the phrase. Growing up, both of us were no strangers to broken promises. A lesson we had to unfortunately learn very early in life.

My mother in law didn't keep a promise to Michael and I and I was very hurt by it. See, Michael and I haven't been on a date in over a year, just the two of us. My MIL promised to watch our kids last night. Seemed she found something else to do and cancelled on us. We don't ask her to watch our kids, b/c others in the family have 'over used' her so to say. But this time she offered. I was so excited to be going out on a date with hubby, then crushed when she casually told me she wouldn't be. She left my house and I just sat down and cried.

I should be used to broken promises by now, but I am not. I take everything to heart.

I started thinking about my worst broken promise. I honestly can't think of a time where I broke a promise so important as to effect someone I loved. Except once where my husband and I ratted someone in the family out for using drugs. This person was into extacy but moved onto cocaine and started doing it around the children. We really had no choice. I wish I could say it did some good.

Have you ever broken a promise to anyone that you can remember and are sorry for it or been on the other end of a broken promise.

Today is my 4th wedding anniversary

you would think it was any other day.

what was your favorite

Halloween is fast approaching. I have been wanting to hand make my son's costume, but do not have the time, money or talent at the moment.
My mother used to make every costume I wore. My favorite was my I Dream of Jeanie costume. It was gorgeous. My favorite was the bra she wore, she took one of her coin belts from the 70's and sewed all the coins on the bottom of the bra...it was beautiful.

My favorite costume of all time was one my husband wore 6 years ago.
Hubby and I smoked a joint with a friend and went home giggling like school children. We rented the porno "Debbie does Dallas"...just for a laugh. It was the funniest thing we had ever watched. Then it came to me... I looked at hubby and said, "For Halloween, I could go as a giant penis, and you could go as a giant -hoo haa-" hubby started working on the costumes the next day. Needless to say, I was not going out in public dressed as a giant penis. But he did.

We went to a few contests in clubs, Hubby won $250 for his brilliant disguise. When he won, all you could hear were a bunch of drunk patrons chanting "dickhead dickhead....". Funniest thing ever.

Note: I am not a burnout. Just a funny story.

For those who continue to fight, for those who fight for others, for those who have lost the fight..

October is Breast Cancer Awareness month.

Donate if you can to a worthy cancer cause.

Do you believe in ghosts?

So here it is, 12am or so and I am home with the 2 kids by myself. I have to pump and so I go downstairs and put the baby monitor on. I thought I heard Emma, so I listened more closely. I hear heavy breathing in the monitor. It's not Emma, the monitor is clear across the room. I get so freaked out I turned the thing off and went into the bedroom to pump there. I didn't do that b4 b/c the breast pump is so loud.

Could it of been white noise?

Hubby and I always joke, that no one knows where the previous owners to this house went. People assumed they moved to Germany. But we still get all thier mail, we even got thier tickets to the world cup last year. We joke that they are buried in the backyard....maybe they are....
Shit, now I am really freaked out.