Copacetic Karma

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Ok Universe, Enough is Enough!!

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I am tired...not sick and tired, but just tired. I was just thanking the universe the other day that my life had become so calm and laid bac...
Wednesday, February 17, 2016

If I Step on Toes, Then Move Them While I Sweep Please

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Why is being a stay at home mom so bothersome to some? Casey and I discussed in length when we got married about me being a stay at home mo...
Friday, January 29, 2016

Depression, Loneliness and Stress...OH NO!!

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I feel like the people don't talk enough about these taboo subjects, and when they do, it's in cryptic Vaguebook posts. Is it becaus...
Thursday, January 7, 2016

The Day Karma Smacked Me in the Face (or the nostrils)

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I really wanted to post this blog this morning, but I thought I might save you all from embarrassing yourselves as you would most likely rea...
Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Mother vs Mother or, Mother Supports Mother

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Oh no, I feel like this post may offend at least one reader, but I know in my heart that I need to get it out of my head . How many of you...
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Tuesday, December 29, 2015

About the Author

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It is that time of year again, one holiday stacked on top of the next, busy dressing up and eating obscene amounts of your kids candy, then ...
Monday, December 14, 2015

1 Year, 1 Month, 17 Days (Give or Take)

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As some of you may already know, my house and I have a love hate relationship, I hate it and it is constantly giving me more reasons why I s...
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"I'm just your average everyday mom and wife with the son and daughter, adoring husband who loves everything about me, a little house in a quiet neighborhood, two cars in the driveway, and the white picket fence.....except..add two more sons (who are teenagers), my husband who hates my tattoos and dreadlocks, add an extra vehicle that we park.in the front yard like a white trash yard ornament, a house that is falling down around my ears and is a constant cause of financial anxiety. Yes the neighborhood is quiet... because all the kids are in MY FRONT YARD, and forget the picket fence. Fence posts in my front yard would be dug up and used as swords, until my youngest son, who is accident prone would come in crying about his eye being gouged out with said picket fence post..It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye. So there you have it, a sneak peak into my life..do you think you are prepared to take a peak into my thoughts?
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