I apologize first and foremost for the fact that I haven’t written anything in over a month, my bad… in my defense it’s been a shit month…Needless to say, strange things are afoot at the Circle K.
Either way, so included in this shit-i-tude, last week my father disowned me. I mean, like, actually disowned me. He told me I have one month to get the hell out of his house, and that after that point, only my children will be allowed there. My mom had surgery Monday, and he told me if I show up at the hospital, he’ll ask security to escort me out. Damn, that fucking sucks… my mom is less than 5 miles from me, and I can’t even go see her…
OK, so I am admittedly now going to gloss over that and introduce you to the principle players in my life and family:
Hart: Hart is my Love. He is my main partner, my love, my Dom, my north. He’s awesome… He has moments of -ugh-… but I love Him, and will serve Him until He tells me otherwise. He’s handsome, manly, a bit of a redneck, intelligent, kind, strong inside, and just. I love him for so many reasons.
The Minions: My kids. I have three, a 7 yr old boy and 5 yr old twins, boy/girl. They rock. They are by far the coolest kids I know. I’m raising these awesomely smart, smart-assed, well behaved, witty kids, and they amaze me with all the strange things that fly out of their mouths.
Mom and Butthead: My mother and brother. My brother is like a 6’5″ male version of me minus the kink. My mom is 4’10”, and awesome in her own wierd ways.
Purple: The talented, gorgeous, new sister of mine. She’s one of Hart’s 2 other girls. P is amazing, she’s a lot like me, and we get along really well. She doesn’t treat me like I’m weird or dumb… It’s nice having someone to talk to again.
Poke: Poke’s my insomnia friend/guru of YouTube awesomeness. We discuss weird shit at 2 a.m., it rocks. He confuses the crap out of me sometimes, but it’s all good. I don’t think he knows what a good friend and great guy he is.
Birdy: Hart’s other girl. I’m still getting to know her, but I like her a lot. She’s a lot like my hopeful side, even if I wanna smack her at times. She’s a lot better of a person than she gives herself credit for.
Panda: Panda’s my friend, and is now dating my ex, the Nightingale. She’s intelligent and funny and I like her a lot. She’s the kind of friend I need to take her phone away when drunk, and vice versa, but we never do, and end up drunk texting everyone in sight.
The Goddesses: My hippy chicks, whom I love dearly. They are friends who make me chai, indian food, tea, and who are lovingly centered.
Other people will come up, but these are the main ones at the moment. 🙂