In case I haven't mentioned it lately, I hate being bipolar. I HATE IT. That's all. Have a nice day.
Go Tigers!
Go Red Wings!
God is love.
My life is boring! I'll waste you time with a little of this, a little of that, and a whole bunch of nothing!
In case I haven't mentioned it lately, I hate being bipolar. I HATE IT. That's all. Have a nice day.
I want to win this! Its a cute personalized towel and she has two color choices and one is GREEN. We all know I love all things green. Green is by far my favorite color since people think tie die isn't a color.
I am a HUGE country music fan. I listen to very little of anything else (a tad boy band stuff and Christian pop). I couldn't tell you the number of country artists I've seen in concert. If money wasn't an option, it would be MANY more. I am currently watching George Strait: ACM Artist of the Decade All Star Concert. AMAZING. I saw George Strait in concert once. It was in June of 1999. Fabulous.
I haven't forgot about my picture a day post, but I just haven't been home since Saturday morning, so my picture frame isn't around to inspire me. I'll be back home tomorrow, I think. I wasn't sure I'd be away for a night, let alone three. Good thing I always pack for a few days.
If you've read here any amount of time, you know I have terrible bi-polar/depression issues which my insomnia issues go hand in hand with that. Its strange, lately while sleeping my hands are falling asleep and its waking me up. And when I wake up, most of the time, I'm UP. Of course, because I usually take something to make me sleep, its not good to be UP that early.
I'm still praying Pat's prayer and this holiday weekend is another slap in the face reminder that I am single. Single and hating it.
Here is where I continue to offend the few readers I have.
AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Roughly 4 years ago, Jo & I started praying "Pat's prayer". I know I mentioned it here a few million times.
I know I am bi-polar. I know my moods swing terribly very often. Living in this house, with these people doesn't help in the slightest!
I'm sure I'll take sh*t for what I'm going to say...but since I said it to my parents, I am saying it here too:
I haven't gotten quality sleep lately. Not since Monday, for sure. Last night, was the worst. I had one of the worst dreams of my life. I don't remember any details, I just remember that my nephew TOY (the 11 year old, the middle one) was murdered by his Mom and/or Step-Father. HORRIBLE, I tell you.