Family part 2!

So I had such a great response with my first blog, thank you for the comments.

Here’s is part 2 of my life and family.

I’m sure some of you have looked into my sister’s blog by now and if you haven’t I insist that you go check it out right now, yes I’ll still be here when you’re done….back?  Ok good, so now that you’ve read her blog on Marriage let me tell you about mine.

Yes I know that I have only been married for a month but let me tell you about the father of my older kids…yes he is different from my present husband, I know shocker right?  Naw, I couldn’t fool you, as you’re smarter than that (I hope).  Well my first “husband” (why the quotes? getting to that…) It all started dang 20 years ago (now I feel old, thanks!). My (at the time) best friend had this guy that she liked but hooked me up with him, still not sure why she would get mad over the fact that we did hit it off so well but she did.  After he and I met we were stuck on each other. After a few months we discovered I was pregnant and we rushed down and got “married” in a real Church and everything.  The Church was on a street in Rosemead called Hellman (kinda funny if you think about it).

The pastor who performed the ceremony (after I tried to walk back out of the Church) filled out the license and where it says date, instead of putting the “date” on it changed the 4 to a 1 and scribbled the 4 out.   Now you would think that on a legal document that this would not be a good thing, yep you’re right.  The State of California did not like this and asked us to fix it.  Yeah umm sure thing, let me just run back down, get more papers, have them filled out again, without mistakes then mail them back to you.  As you can guess this didn’t happen, hey I was still in school and yeah teenagers are lazy.

So the paperwork was never fixed and we had our bouncing little boy (who now stands 6’5" hence why I called him Too Tall for my blogs). After he was born a year and 16 days later I gave birth to my daughter, a pain from day 1 I tell you.  My son was perfect, slept through the night, didn’t cry much, was a happy baby; my daughter never slept, cried all the time, wanted everything…pretty much still does lol.

Skip ahead to our 10 year “anniversary”.  Me wanting out of the “loving” marriage by this point went down to see if it had been filled way back when.  They sent me this neat little letter (which I still have lol) telling me that there was no record of our marriage.  So what’s that mean?  YES I’M FREE WITHOUT A MESSY DIVORCE!  So I move out, leaving him in a apartment where he was at the time working and I move in to a house with some rather old people (never again!).  He then loses his job, gets kicked out of the complex and yes I felt bad for him so I let him come live with me.  I started dating a guy I had known for a few years as a good friend and then got a job near my mom’s house and decided to move in with her and my kids (who were by choice living with her). So their father “Packer Lover” moved with me.  Yes I was very openly dating the other guy “Mr. Macho” and when Packer Lover discovered that I wasn’t going to take him back he moved back with his mother and Mr. Macho and I had a great time, ok so not so great if you ask anyone who saw us together.

While living with my mom I met Billy-Jo-Bob, Skinny Twig, Goth Boy, Teddy, Jitters and Italian/French kid.  Skinny Twig had a friend who needed my help, Hollands Daddy (who was married to Scattered Brain) but needed to move his stuff to Skinny Twigs mom’s friends’ house (where they all lived at the time). Hollands Daddy, Billy-Jo-Bob and Skinny Twig and I all hung out and became great friends.  Hollands Daddy wanted to date but since he was married I kept telling him no…I do have morals people, sheesh.

He and I hit it off great, I did have a few sparks for him but I’m smarter than to go after someone with a paper attached even if she isn’t and I was smart.  He after a year went back with her and long story short went home to his home State, Nebraska.  After 3 years of trying to contact him though Army Girl, he finally answered back, flew out here in less than a month after his divorce was final and as of Jan 8th 2008 we started “dating”.  He went back home, packed up his stuff and had moved here in less than a month.  A few months later we discovered I was pregnant with Boo…after we decided to not have kids (that’s another blog completely). Long story (yes I know it has been so far) shortened, it took us the next 3 years to finally get married. So here we are now, 1 big “happy” family.