Thursday, September 11, 2014

Why a blog?

Several of my friends and family have asked me why I want to blog, because apparently the answer wasn't obvious. I'm hilarious, okay by hilarious do I mean slightly insane, yes. No seriously though, I'm doing this because I feel the urge to share our story. I'm living the life I NEVER would have thought to be living. If you would have asked me fall of my junior year of high school what I was going to do with the rest of my life my answer would have been, "Well, I'm going to college to study International Business Management, I'm going to travel the world, and NEVER have kids!" Then Jason rolled around the following spring and suddenly I want to be a teacher and have a whole house full of children. This is the new me I guess!

Honestly, the life I live every single day is crazy! I can't tell you how many times a day I tell a child to stop doing something or to not touch something. Usually though since I'm in a testosterone filled house it either has to do with their penis, butt, or one trying to kill the other..... oh the joys!

Blogging for me is a way to tell friends and family what is going on daily in our life. I know that when I call/text them during the day and I expect them to actually converse with me they are thinking to themselves, "Bitch I work all day, I don't want to hear about how one kid put boogers on another kid or how you just made the coolest thing from Pinterest." The only exception to this is my mother. My mother, who honestly would rather FaceTime then call or text, would listen to me about EVERYTHING and will just sit and watch the kids play. It's to the point that she has a schedule with it; 7:30am, 11:30am and 4:30pm. If I don't hear from her in the afternoon I have to call to make sure she didn't get trampled by a cow or something out on the ranch.

My mother is going to read this and say, "Oh my goodness Nikki, why do you need to put everything out there?"--Her eyes rolling and finger twitching about. My response would be, "Mother you already post your life and mine on Facebook, I'm just posting accurate information." Don't get me wrong, I love my mother 97% of the time, but there is that 3% that drives me absolutely insane, her Facebook being part of that.

So that's that, my string of consciousness.

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