Here it is first one - lets get it started

Well this is my official first post...I am not a writer, a poet, an author...I'm just a mom, wife and sis that needs somewhere to use as an outlet for all the thoughts running around my head. Background on me is that I truly believe I have Attention Deficit Disorder (ADD) and I am qualified to diagnose myself as I have raised three sons with it. The poor apples did not fall far from the tree! No I dont take medicine for it - although it might make my life a hell of alot easier, but I dont.

I am percieved by my inner circle (SISTER) as lazy, unfocused, no determination, no will power, etc... because I am almost 40, and dont know what I want to be when I grow up. I go through phases and am all over the place most of the time (as you will see on this blog), but when the thought comes I must run with it.I had my first son when I was 15, 2nd at 17 and 3rd at 21. I shouldve have picked up on the ADD thing back then- they are by 3 different men/boys. I could use the excuse that I was looking for love because of no father, when I was growing up, but truth be told - I was doing what felt good at the time. My boys are 23, 21 and 16 now and boy am I ever glad that I had them sooooo early. I see women my age now having children and it makes me sad for them. I will rant/talk about my boys later.

My mom is great and we are best friends, even though the roles have reversed. I find myself telling her to be careful, how "to or not to" spend her money and trying to regulate any potential love life she may have (my step dad of 30 years died about 5 years ago).

My sister - only and younger - and I, have a different relationship. I see us as being exact opposites, but my husband says that we are exactly alike which pisses me off because I dont want to be like her! We talk everyday, a minimum of 4 times, because we started a business together and my oldest son lives with her while in college (different state)...See I told you, this is just the tip of the iceburg!

My hubby, poor baby is always remembered as an afterthought. We will celebrate our anniversary tomorrow - its been 9 yrs. I love him, he loves me and we are VERY comfortable in our lives...maybe too comfortable.So, this is the brief side of me...I would like to say something deep or prophetic, but it is what it is.

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