It just kills me sometimes. Today is my son's 10th birthday. He lives in Austin Tx. w/ his dad. Both of my kids do. I woke up today, and even though I sent him a card in the mail, I wanted to send one online for him today. I thought it would be a nice surprise. As I'm creating and sending the card....I feel this tremendous feeling of sorrow settle in on me. He is only 10...and so far away. The day he was born, I would have never guessed it would turn out like this.

This is my first blog entry... this site is supposed to be about venting, right? Well here I go!!

About 9pm on Friday night, my neighbor across the street's son19 had a party in front of the house on the sidewalk and street. This party involved alcohol. They were obnoxious and loud and urinating all over the place (mind you, we live in a NICE area.. not the slums, and not the inner city!) As I have respect for my neighbors (not the 19 yr old), I let it go. I didnt call the cops. I did my best to ignore all this. We eventually went to bed.

since late friday afternoon SD has been with BB, SD has called a few times about me dropping off stuff she forgot- no biggie, and I do have to do most of the grown up stuff like making it to SD apps, and making sure to get more meds over there cause as for par- BB does not have a clue how to budget at all- I swear the female could get a billion dollars and have nothing to show for it within a year!!!