Let's call this the comeback

All this time has come and gone.

Just because the light on “his” porch is flickering doesn’t mean that I should stop writing here. We’ve locked the doors, brought in the house plants, put up a privacy fence, dug a moat, and hung 'no trespassing' signs around the alligators’ necks.

Let’s step through the front door together and turn all the lights on in the house. Raise the curtains, open the windows, and let’s throw a party! I’ve been dragging these shadows around long enough. I think I better let it all go. Come on in and BYOB!
Angela and Qwingk have both tagged me separately with memes. For one I’m supposed to come up with a list of ten weird things about myself and for the other I’m to come up with a list of 8 things people may not know about me. For my comeback I’m going to go ahead and tackle those. But I’m not stopping there. I’m going to go ahead and let the good times roll and ramble on down this immodest and embarrassing road. It’s going to be a little bit stupid, a little bit embarrassing, a little bit ridiculous, very random, and a whole lot-a indecent exposure. Let’s get to know each other a little more shall we?

1. I simultaneously think I’m the world’s biggest loser and the best damned thing that ever lived.
2. I like eating dinner stuffs for breakfast. Be it meatloaf, fried chicken, or cold lo mein I’ll eat it as soon as I wake up.
3. I procrastinate a lot. My husband finds the ways in which I procrastinate a little disturbing. I like to waste time by looking up gory shark attacks, pictures of birth defects, and bizarre cases of mental illnesses, basically anything that is a bit gross or shocking.
4. I bite my nails.
5. I scratch my head when I’m falling asleep. This really annoys Luke.
6. I also intensely miss my children when I’m falling asleep.
7. I once lived in my car for a month while I was traveling Westward to find kind weather. I was 19.
8. My Westward journey brought me to San Diego. It was sunny, warm, and beautiful. I didn’t know anyone there.
9. I lasted only four months in sunny California. I was incredibly lonely and lost.
10. I was wearing velvet leopard print pants when Brian Setzer gave me a great big ol’ hug and told me that he’d like for me to meet his mom.
12. I clench my teeth and shiver uncontrollably when I’m having a big or serious conversation with someone.
13. I feel like crying when I’m having a discussion with someone about something that I’m passionate about and they hold a different view.
14. I cry when I get mad.
15. I cry like crazy when I get hurt. Even if the pain isn’t that bad. I can’t help it.
16. I say ouch out loud even if I escape from injury. For example, if it seems like I’m about to stub my toe I will still yell ouch even if my toe doesn’t make contact with anything.
17. I love to read.
18. I rarely remember the authors or the complete titles of the books I read.
19. I love music.
20. I rarely remember the artist or the name of the songs that I like.
21. Don’t even ask me what album.
22. While I was being born my dad was tripping on acid in a cave somewhere in Oklahoma.
23. I learned what a dime bag was before I learned how to spell my name.
24. I sit in the bathroom sink when I want to be alone and think about things. I’ve done this since I was a teenager. Your guess is as good as mine.
26. I’ve never been into drugs even though I grew up surrounded by them. But I failed to resist the genetic inclination towards cheap beer.
27. When I was 14 I pulled my own braces off with a pair of tiny pliers. It wasn’t as bad as it sounds.
28. I was a foster kid.
29. I ran away from home when I was 15 and never went back.
30. I’ve been homeless.
31. When I was homeless I gave my money away to other homeless people before I fully realized that I too was HOMELESS for crazysakes! I’ve never claimed to be very smart.
32. I’ve met Max Lucado and for some reason he thought I was a teenage single mother. When I tried to correct him I got a little carried away with the details. He politely but quickly interrupted me and made a hasty break for it.
33. I once looked like this:and this:now I look like this:
34. I love to watch Forensic Files.
35. I want to hold a midget.
36. I had some serious hardcore pornographic dreams when I was pregnant with my boys.
37. I've been bald.
38. I want a metal detector.
39. I've swam with alligators. Again, I never said I was very bright.
40. I wanted to be a rock star when I was a young Galadriel.
41. I have three brothers and one sister.
42. This is a picture of me and my older brother Gabriel when we were little:
43. This is a picture of Gabriel the year he died, he was fifteen (he's the one on the right):
44. I love to fish.
45. I once lived in an apartment across the hall from two women who had been on Jerry Springer.
46. I did some camera work and acted in an independent film.
47. I worked in Yellowstone when I was 18.
48. I went skydiving when I was there and here's a pic of me coming in for a landing:Yep, that's a dude strapped to my back.
49. When I was twelve I had surgery on both of my feet at the same time. I was horribly flat-footed and walked like a duck. I was in the 6th grade and had to go to school with a walker. At the time my mom packed my lunches in a bread bag. I had to hang my bread bag lunch over the front bar of the walker. Every time I took a step it would swing back and forth, back and forth. Needless to say, 6th grade was not a good time for me.
50. Morrissey once kissed my hand.
51. My sweetest friend and love of my life:



52. I was a theater nerd when I was younger:
53. My favorite photo of my dad (he's the skinny one with the cheap beer):
54. My favorite photo of my mom:
55. Four generations (I'm the one with the fro, just kidding that's my grandma, I'm the little blonde chunk in her arms):

I'm touched really if you made it all the way through that. Like I said earlier, I'm not going to go into the details about what's been going on but I've decided that I'm not going to quit writing here. In fact, as this post shows, I'm going to step it up and put it all out there! I've nothing to hide. I know certain people are going to continue to read this and find some random and not-at-all-related-to-them-in-any-way issue to freak out on. But hey, some people are just crazy and in need of some good therapy. I'm pretty sure though, that after what we have set up to protect ourselves, we won't be seeing any more of his comments. On here anyways.

Thank each and everyone of you for your kind words and support. I'm going to be contacting each one of you in the next couple of days. Either on your own blog or right here if you don't have one. I've missed you all muy mucho.

I'm supposed to tag some certain number of folk after this but instead I'm just tagging you all. Go on. Let your little light shine!