Well after discussing some future plans, my mom and I confessed about wanting to get Harley's...then I confessed I was getting the "itch" for more ink...and she confessed she was getting the "itch" also- so fun confessional time!

If there's anything I've learned from my father's untimely death (meaning- no wills- which I've learned is a big no no causing me to learn from his mistakes and make one for the sake of my remaining family and that life is WAY too short).

So what the hell- I had to grow up way too soon and I've played by the books my whole life (cept one time- which almost got me put in the clinker for something so ridiculous- now ya know why I try to be a good girl...I'm cursed with black cloud) and I've always had to be the mom and I never do what normal "20 somethings" do- boring life really lol

So my dad has opened new doors I've never expected to open (getting out of debt, buying a house, getting life insurance & will, having to figure out how to fix things in the house/car/etc) and though I would rather have my father than any money life could offer- life didn't work out like that and I'm grateful for this growing experience and a new release on life. Now that all my painting and stuff is moved into the house it's been getting pretty emotional at night- looking around and seeing all he's given me- reminding me of him.

I wish he could see the house, he'd be so proud. I LOOOOVE my lil house, it's perfect, it was meant for me- think I'll post pictures of it actually- show all the art work I painted on the walls, etc.

ALSO I'm getting another Welsh Corgi (actually it's one of the sisters to my dog Roxi) so I'll have two lil rascals and a cat to fill the holes in my heart and space in my little abode. They have been such wonderful therapy, I don't understand how people can hate animals. That's another topic though, so anyways that's the new low down on life. Yippy.