Wow…. Its been a year for the books!

So I come out of a deep hibernation from this blog with a whole new perspective on life and a baby on my hip.  I guess its called motherhood.   I was not sure I was going to be ready for this at first mentally and then physically but here I am.  Finnegan Tiger Flowers came in to life on January 23, 2013 at 4 pm weighing 8lbs 14oz.  He is a really great little baby, very easy, good sleeper and yet this whole thing is still very hard!  My life is flipped on it’s ass and I am still trying to find my new normal, you know.  But Finn, the Finster McCool is a real joy to watch grow, learn, struggle and laugh, well and even watch shit his pants.  I never imagined myself so excited about big baby farts but like I say here I am!  I really thought that I would have all this time off to sew post postpartum…. and the Mothers reading this laugh because its a real joke.  I have been blessed to have a work from home daddy/ tear wiper/ Finn walker so mommy can sew or sleep/ part-time diaper changer to peel me off the floor and deal with MY tantrums with poise and compassion.

Shamless plug for Dave.

So my husband recently got his real estate license. . . so there is another pot on his stove!

He also built himself a website, I think it’s a super sweet site and I hope you will think so too.

I have learned a lot about real estate throughout his whole process and I might feel that owning a house is not as far off as I thought it was!

Random (i mean random) ramblings


So… yesterday my father turned himself in to the Sheraton Federal Prison to serve a fourteen- month sentence for tax evasion/ identity theft.  See, in order to keep the tax evasion going, he committed  the identity theft (which has a mandatory minimum).  Can I just say that it is hard to see someone that you looked up to your whole life, a person who taught you life lessons, go to prison.  Not only that but he was really scared when I talked to him on the phone last night.  It is hard to hear your father reduced to scared, humbled prisoner… no matter what he did.




In other rantings… my husband Dave picked out The L Word as the next series for us to NetFlix.  O.K.  Hummm.  He must be having lesbian fantasies.  Before we even started watching it I was skeptical of motive.  So we start watching- me, Dave, and Dave’s friend Terry.  The series is good, I can relate on the pure fact that I am a woman.  I do also find myself having like a girl crush (Dave’s fault!) on the Shane character (Kate Moennig), which, I find out, is not that uncommon, seems like lot o’ women in general can’t get enough of her both gay and straight (and whoa… there are some psycos).  Hey, what can I say she is slick and sexily androgynous… yeah sexily.  While the drama is heating up on the little screen, the boys are where the real sitcom kicks in.  Terry asks me every night we sit down to watch which one of the girls I would like to date?, or find pretty?, or think is cute?  Same question just different words.  I mean WHAT THE FUCK???  And every time there is a sex scene he get all squirmy and fidgety(pretty much trying to keep it in his pants).   And Dave, my loving husband, has announced (twice) that it would be O.K. if I had a lesbian relationship.  He would be fine with it.  Is he smoking crack??  Like that would be any less adulterous then relations with a man.  And then when I talk about him with a man, he is totally convinced it will never happen… winces at the thought.  It’s a real eye opener like a Kensey experiment right here in my own living room. 

So Ms. Moennig, if you are interested, seems as if I have a get out of adultery free card LOL!