What the hell...why not?

I've been intrigued about blogging for a while. It's not that my life is very interesting but I've always been a blabberer about my feelings so why not give this a shot? A little about me...let's see. I am a bit profane, crass and real. I am sarcastic, irreverent at times and not a supporter of all things "normal". I am happily married with two awesome kids. My family kicks ass but can also be the source of frustration, hilarity, tears, learning and reflection. I will most likely use this as an outlet for voicing my opinions and experiences. Feel free to read or not. It's all good by me.

So, let's see, today my oldest daughter got her first loose tooth. She's been "wanting" a loose tooth for a while so I didn't buy it at first but sure enough that bugger is wiggling. To celebrate (because we have to celebrate EVERYTHING in our family) we decided that it was a great night to go out to our favorite corner haunt, Michael's Diner. We fondly call it Michael's Dinah because it's just funnier to listen to my youngest say it with a thick New York accent. Every meal we share is rampant with talking too loudly, reminding each other to not talk with our mouths full, oh, and actually being reminded to eat but I found a moment to sit back and take a mental picture. I learned the power of "the mental picture" on my wedding day. Someone very wise, I can't remember who, (sorry, whoever you are. I owe you one) suggested that I stop and take mental pictures to imprint the images of the amazing and crazy day that is a wedding. So, now that you are with me on the mental picture tip, back to this evening...take a look, if you will, into the eyes of two kids addled-brained with the effects of faux "maple" syrup and the promise of a lolly-pop and see the essence that is my family, my crew, my posse, my peoples. Life with four different perspectives that somehow mesh into one single goal - to love the hell out of each other. I am not going to say that we don't have our moments when the frustration levels are off the frappin' charts but our truth persists, the truth of love. It's that simple and that hard and any parent will tell you it's what gets them out of bed everyday.

Trust me there will be more posts about my family and the things that I learn from them but that was tonight's enlightening moment. Enough for post numero uno. I feel a holiday bitch session coming, so stay tuned. Be well.