Clearing up some misconceptions

For all the bitching and complaining I do, I really am a super-duper lucky gal.  I have a husband who, for some crazy reason, loves me unconditionally.  And I have three of the most incredible boys.  Sure, I lose my sh*t with them and their dumb ass decisions sometimes (OK, daily) but overall, they are well-behaved, loving, handsome individuals. I have an extended family which I love dearly, a solid roof over my head, a fridge full of semi-rotten food and a stable job (regardless of its pathetic pay, its a job which can never be off-shored).  And my friends; oh how lonely I would be without my friends.

All of these things make me luckier than most people (certainty most women) in the world.  So when I joke about killing my husband, or one-night stands with Zak Efron/Chaz Bono look-a-likes, you have to realize that I'm just joking. Same goes for stories about my questionable parenting choices. Sure my boys may or may not have gone to school wearing running shoes which could pass for flip flops, and have had a lunch which consisted of a handful of marshmallows, 2 cookies and a pop but I didn't know about these "issues" and dealt with them as soon as I sobered up (see, that's a joke.....or is it????)

I am generally a very happy person (or at least I think so, feel free to disagree....I dare you) and I use humor to cope with the stresses in my life. I am so very grateful for all of the fabulous people and things in my life.   I live a crazy, roller coaster of a life, and if I didn't joke around I seriously think my head would explode. If you are going to be a faithful reader of mine, you must be able to decipher the truth from the fiction.  Cause I'm not going to tell you, that just wouldn't be fair to all the other minions who have been paying attention. 

Good night and keep on reading.