- I thought I was sure I wanted to cut my hair off, but then I really liked it today and now I’m torn. I figure if I’m not 100% sure then I should hold off, because I can always cut it short, but it takes for-fucking-ever to grow it back.
- I am in love with the dress I wore today. It’s the hep hostess dress from Modcloth. My son came up to me after I changed into it and said, “Wow, mom! You look so good.” That made my day.
- The bf and I drank much beer today and had much fun. Then we came home and ate Taco Bell.
- We tried to bang, but the kids cock blocked us per usual. They’re lucky they are so damn cute.
- I have had the craziest fucking dreams lately, but the most fucked up one was Thursday night. I dreamed my step-dad was still alive and was trying to kill me, Dave, Freya, and Jackson. I was very upset when I woke up, and it is crazy/fucked up/sad to me that even after all this time, he’s still so scary to me. I guess the scars of domestic violence/abuse/neglect never really go away.
- The very first nightmare I ever remember having involved him as well. I was like six or seven and my parents (in their infinite wisdom) let me watch A Nightmare on Elm Street. That night, I went to bed so fucking scared I slept with the light on. Anyway, I dreamed that I woke up and walked through the house to the sound of those jump roping girls singing that creepy Freddy song, and when I opened the front door Freddy was standing right there laughing. Then his hand reached up and pulled off his face (which was actually a mask) and it was my step-dad underneath. HOW FUCKED UP IS THAT?!!
- Let’s end this on a happy note: Jackson and Freya are so excited to be step-siblings and it makes me so happy I want to cry. (I really, really hope the exes don’t find a way to shit all over it.)