ONE IN A MILLION: This Is Only A Test

So I am going to be all over the place today. I wanted to blog about a few things for the past few days but I needed my "verbal Vomit" session with Michal before I did. I wanted to go in with a clear head. I still have everything but that, but I love those sessions, walking into the old building with its old building smell. It never gets old... I take a deep breath as I walk in the door and let out a sigh... sigh of relief, and comfort.

I am working some things out with my mother and in the meantime scrambling for a place to move as school starts next week and by choice I am homeless (not in the full sense but it feels that way) and my kids have no school identified. I am happy with my choice and confident that it will all work out though. Not that I don't want to spend time with my mother and be closer in proximity to the boys father for their sake, but I need "my" place back and to do things the way I am comfortable and enjoy them without criticism. I am a huge independent and sometimes its hard for those who necessarily are not to see that.

I went to the wedding this past Saturday with E and his parents. His cousin was getting married and it was E's mothers side of the family. She has 10 other siblings so the aunt's, uncle's and cousins were numbered greatly, I have not met most of them, but since it was a wedding they embraced me and treated me as if I was a part of their family, and just like any other family... large or small, they had their issues, but all were set aside.
As we arrive the groom and his groomsmen were approaching the church, the groom texting his soon to be bride on his cell phone. She sent him one telling him she loved him so much, awwww. As we sat and awaited for the ceremony to start I opened up the program and the groom had written a poem for his bride and printed it inside. crap, I was screwed...good thing the tissue packets were handed out already.
The wedding went well... I enjoyed myself, E enjoyed himself and aside from him asking the girl in the taco bell drive thru to marry him after he apparently had a little too much wine, I am more secure in knowing that we do fit well together, that we can take our bad days and work with them together, and I don't need to always hide behind the shield I have been holding up. I cant say that the wedding did not make me want that, I will admit that since then I have done some "looking" on bridal websites... I'm not sure what that means for E... as I am not sure if it is more about him or more of the idea of wanting that at some point.

on some cute notes that were just too cute to pass up... my brother and his wife had their 3rd child this past week and their first boy. I love babies so I am going to share a couple photo's of this little guy with his sisters...