Some things you should know:

I'm Jennifer. aka Jen, JB, Bromley, Brom & Momma. I answer to most of them. Not always Jennifer-there were so many of us growing up around here I can get away with it. At least once a day, I can get away with not answering to Momma. Don't judge me, ya'll do it too. I'm an emotional mess-who cries at cotton commercials? Though it IS the fabric of our lives. I cry at school performances - it's not because M is the star...it's because she's MY star. I cry reading books & while watching the boob tube. Basically, at everything. My middle name should be "Emotional" and not Leigh - though Leigh does flow nicely. I'm madly in love x2 and probably the luckiest girl around. My plan here is to a) Vent. I mean, my friends can only take so much. b) Make myself a journal - like the one I promised myself I'd make after I figured out how to do this motherhood thing. I learned that since that's a work-in-progress, I'd better start before M went to college. and c) To make ya'll laugh. Well, mostly myself (to keep from crying). My life makes me giggle. With joy, with love and with complete embarassment more often than not. Feel free to LOL with AND at me.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

I. AM. EXHAUSTED.

S.C.H.E.W.!!!!  After all of this creatin' and stuff, I'm beat.  How do the ones I follow do it?  Pretty pages, pretty pics, pretty backgrounds and to top it all off - THEIR BLOGS HAVE SUBSTANCE! 

That being said, for my virginal blog, I think I'll chat about how lucky I am.  K?  K.

I'm lucky. (Ahaaaahhaaa, that's not all, sillies!)

I wake up every morning.  Hallelujah. 

My dear friend, Al, has this gift of making pics of me look like I don't have splotchy skin.  (Trying to find pics for this thing reminded me to visit my nearest Clinique counter and re-up my bottle o'anti-splotch.) Another dear friend, Nen, (and fellow GBG - #380 to be exact) sends me emails that make me cry and remember how so important my friendships are.  My sisters, one-day sister-in-law and our families make me smile and remind me that though we aren't all physically close (or have the time to spare with jobs, families and DVR'd shows to catch up on), we're all just a g-chat, text, email or SHOCKER - in this day in age - even just a phone call away!

I'm also lucky that after 35 years, I re-met an old friend and fell madly in love.  Did I mention he's super sexy?  He totally is.  Just ask the gals at school.  It's true.  aeorje0waq <---that was Monkey the Cat - he fancies my lap, regardless of what may be on it, sorry.  Back to m'lover.  He not only has accepted my neurotic, anti-social, seasonally depressed and crier of all things and laugher at even more ass, he has taken on father DAD (that word means so much more) duties to THE most important thing in my life.  Not just taken them on, he's embraced them.  And that's admirable.  And makes me cry.  I know - you didn't expect that, did ya?

All that up there brings me to my most important appreciation of my luck.  MAB was unplanned, unexpected and THE ABSOLUTE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME.  She made me grow up (and though I should have been, I wasn't quite ready).  My getting all preggo made me realize that my 1-bedroom bachelorette pad simply wouldn't do for the two of us and an equal-to-me neurotic, ginormous dog.  Hence me, big belly and canine, relocating to a more luxurious bigger pad.  That move introduced me to the best girlfriends a knocked-up girl could ask for.

I've grown up a lot in the past 10 years.  Set-backs?  Yes.  Tears?  Uh-huh.  Awesome family and friends to fall back on?  YOU BETCHA! 

I'm a lucky girl.

You may not talk to them daily, even weekly or monthly, but the ones you hold close know how much you care - and need them.  And when the going gets tough, they're always there. 

Count your blessings, ya'll.  I do.

JB
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  1. tinaMarch 9, 2011 at 8:03 PM

    I need cheap therapy, so I am looking forward to your blogs...NO pressure!

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