Grabbed from Punky Moms, hence the formatting. Mostly for my own records too.
First, hello to all our new members! I think I hit all the intros to welcome you in, but I’m not totally sure. I’ve barely been on the computer lately at all, let alone on here, and some things just slip by me. I’m Jenn. I live in South Florida. It’s hot and it’s humid and it’s home. I have three biological kids – Dorian is 9, Malachai is 7 and Eshiva is 4. I also have my siblings who I look after, they are both 17. My husband is a member on here and has also been missing. Rev Fish is a tattoo artist, movie junkie and avid reader. I am a stay at home mom, although all of my brood is in school this year, so I’ve been trying to fill my time a little more. It hasn’t worked so far.
On to the “why the fuck haven’t you been around Jenn, hmm??” post.
Mostly I’ve been reading. Or drawing. Or been out with Michael.
Last week I fought with an external hard drive all freaking week. It worked fine for a while, and suddenly my Mac decided it didn’t want to play with the PC. So I bought a new drive, which also didn’t want to play. Finally I gave in and spent *more* on a Mac formatted drive (this is fucking stupid, as I formatted the other one the exact same way) and may lightning strike me if it didn’t work first time out. So… of course the PC didn’t want to play. Not that any of you care, but I wound up partitioning off a bunch of space and formatted it as MS-DOS and left the rest as Mac journaled and viola, magic I can easily move my files around.
Today we tried to hit the gym this morning, but the guy we had to speak with wasn’t there and things had changed since last time. Like there not being built in locks in the lockers. So we packed in and went to a local park and walked the park. I think it was about a mile, maybe more? Not bad. I kept up with Michael’s walking stride, which paced me slightly faster than my “Disney” walking pace (which is faster than my normal pace). Came home and fucked around for a while and then went back to the gym b/c the guy we needed to chat with was there. Signed up for a 30 day free trial and picked up the kids, picked up some locks from the store (for the lockers, duh) and now we’re home and they are bitching and moaning about their homework.
Malachai has been more needy than normal. I spoke with his OT and was told it didn’t sound neurological (good) and to teach him to fly a kite. O_o I don’t get this one at all. Something to get him active, but specifically a kite? So now I need to find a freaking kite when it isn’t really kite season.
Sara and Michael and taking drivers ed. Sara hit a cone, twice, while trying to park (the same cone, I might mention). I told her how awful, she killed that poor cone. She told me to teach her how to park. I laughed and explained that I can parallel park like a pro but pulling into a space? Not so much. Lucky for me when I took my drivers test a million years ago at the end, when it came time to park, there was a spot directly in front of where I exited the driver test course. Then I yelled at her to watch out for cones, they like to jump in front of cars 
Speaking of a million years ago, my birthday is next month. I got to wondering if that is why I suddenly wanted to go back to school (not for a career, just because, so I can’t justify it) or find something to do. I don’t think it is, but it was interesting timing. I feel like I’ve been floating through my days without a destination in mind. Am I going to wake up and be 60 or 80 and wonder what the fuck I did with my life? Scary thought, that. So, I need to find something to do. Ideas accepted! Something to do can be anything. I don’t want to spend all day at the gym (I never get that endorphin rush, so it’s just work to me, nothing to make me truly want to go back for the sake of going back). I don’t want to take pictures of grass all day long. I just don’t know.
So, that’s my novella. I spend my time running around to therapy and bowling and dance class and school and everything in between.
