My Head Hurts...

...and it's full of snot!
(Gross I know but I never claimed to be all that lady like. You'll learn- I promise.)

I was feeling a little icky yesterday and had that thought... "I hope I'm not coming down with something." What exactly does "coming down with something" mean? Hmm...

So anyways...I wake up this morning...... Blaaaaaaah!!! All stuffy.. icky and down right feeling like poo' ! Boy child came in to wake me up as the alarm was doing its *insert incredibly annoying alarm sound here* and ever so sweetly asks... "awww is my mumma a sick girl?
Now as sweet as it was, the poor child only received an "uhhhhh grrrr ohhhh mooooooan groooooan!"
You know exactly what that noise sounds like; you've done it too when you thought you were dying from that sissy ass cold you managed to find yourself with.

I spent the day doing ohhhh... pretty much nothing other than fooling around with this blog. I'm learning but not fast enough. I want it just right and I don't know enough for that to be happening. Sometimes being a slight perfectionist can put a big damper on things. *mumblecursemumbleswear*

Dammit! Time to get boy child at school... go to walmart and pick up the rest of his Halloween costume stuff. Queen of Procrastinating has struck again! I finish with all that happy jazz... hang out with him, annoy him to no end about his day and talk about this mad scientist costume.

(Keep in mind I've felt ok -- not 100% -- but ok most of the day.)

Now it's time to assemble the costume because this is NO store bought disaster!
White lab coat, black hair goop, white hair spray goop, thick black framed glasses with a band aid around the nose bridge, latex gloves safety pinned to the outside, pencils, notebook, and ruler inside the top pocket and then I safety pinned 2 nasty sticky oooooey gooooey eyeballs to the outside of the lab coat. Ohhh it was pretty damn cute if I may say so myself. So off we go around the neighborhood to beg for candy. Lucky for me, I now get my chocolate fix for the next few days! Yummilicious!! He'll never know right? *evil laugh* One reason to love Halloween!

Wellllll apparently me going out on a chilly fall night in Maine was not in my best interest with this sissy ass cold I have managed to find myself with. Dammit!
I even did exactly what my parents would have screamed at me to do and what I get to now scream at my own child.... "PUT A HAT ON!! IT'S COLD OUTSIDE!!"

See.... I have proof!

But... after our little trick or treating fiasco and then the normal Friday night "hostage swap" (boy child's father takes him for the night) I now feel like crapollllllaaaaaa!!!

*warning: possible graphic content*

I have been blowing snot out of my poor nose faster than Puffs can produce these damn tissues. It's horrible. Oh but here's the problem... there isn't a damn thing there. Feels like it... it's a little runny, wet, and cold but when you place that tissue there and ppppffffffft...... NOTHING!!! Not a thing! I'm getting rather irritated and so is my nose. I can feel all this snot build up and it's making my head hurt! I no longer have brain up there- I have snot! I'm looking forward to my morning shower just so I can clean out my nasal passages; and yes, that was a sexy visual for you! I want to breathe out of my nose, not my mouth! I mean really, is that too much to ask for?

Damn you sissy ass cold for making me such a sissy!!

underwear crown

Two blogs in one day!?!

Shut up I know!

I am newly addicted yet some things have me incredibly frustrated! If any of you lurkers and peepers out there have advice or hints for me to make my bloggitty blog totally and completely *ROCK* you just lemme know because I wanna know! I'm ironing out the wrinkles with an unplugged iron here. Really.

Today... typical day; I blew off homework. Ha!

I am sooo far behind this semester it's ill. I mean like gut turning, throw up in your mouth a little ill. Yet here I am blogging... AGAIN times 2!! Priorities... procrastinating. Whateve'

School just is not tickling my fancy this semester and you'd think with that Direct Loan bill Mr. Mail Man gave to me today I'd be busting ass to finish.
Yea... maybe another day... month... year!!

On to the fun stuff...

Dinner is a pain in the ass in our house. Food in general is just a pain in the ass!!! Why is it that we have to eat again? I have food issues. The boy child has sensory issues... textures, temperatures, smells...etc of things can drive him up one wall and down the other, although it has gotten better but some days are still better than others. I *generally* do not eat red meat so instead it's normally chicken. Well... boy child normally responds with... "it's always chicken, chicken, chicken!!" I bet he goes vegetarian on me!! Heck! I'd gladly switch to that lifestyle if I had any freakin' clue as to what I was doing. The kid loves beans! Who doesn't love an excuse to fart? Seriously. Don't lie!

Dinner becomes topic of coversation... *gag*

Boy child tells me he'd like to have pumpkin pancakes for dinner. Awesome! We looooooove breakfast! We both agree on it, it's easy and it's yummilicious!! Who said you couldn't have breakfast for dinner? Not this Mumma!

Dinner is done... blah blah. Time for his shower! Oh the joys of fighting to get through the night time routine. Take a shower, get your jammies on, brush and floss your teeth, then use your mouthwash.

Now because there was an assload of pumpkin pancake batter leftover I was still making pancakes while he was in the shower. He finishes, gets jammies on and as I'm standing in the kitchen I hear his giggle.

Now boy child has this amazing giggle. If you don't giggle with him when you hear it, seek help of the professional kind because you must not be a happy person!

Shortly after, boy child decides to come into the kitchen to show me the reason for his giggle:

TaDa!! his.....

"Underwear Crown!!"

I had to grab the camera and was then threatened to not post pictures online.
MuHaHa!! *evil laugh* What he doesn't know won't hurt right?
But... BUT! I also had to ask... "those the underwear you wore today?"
He looked at me like I had 50 heads!
Then says... "Ohhh nooo... but I will wear these tomorrow!"

So picture it... camo fleece jammie pants, white thermal underwear shirt and a friggin underwear crown!!

Oh how I love this kid!

what's in a name?

Sooo... I thought I would give a little bit o' background info about this whole" Trackin' It" and "near the tracks" name stuff before I hopefully suck you into my life and create yet another blog addiction for you. (I mean isn't that the whole purpose of these things?)

I've wanted to start this whole bloggitty blog thing for a while now but I just couldn't come up with a damn catchy enough "url" that fit me and the life that surrounds me. My friend Nora (she's going to be mentioned a lot! Keep your eyes open for her!!) kept telling me "you're putting way too much thought into it, just put your brain away and do it!"

Not possible... no way in heck could I do this. I over analyze eeeeeeeverything! It's seriously retarded sometimes, other times I could give a rat's ass as to why anything happens.

Ok Ok... back to my story. I was having a text convo with Jex (ex boyfriend who's name starts with J-- clever I know) who is one of those off again, on again because well, the sex rocks! And many other reasons of course.
So to get from my house to his and vise versa you have to go "down the hill and up the hill" so this became a cute corny little saying of ours. He even had it engraved on the back of the ipod he gave me at Christmas.

*insert Awww* *sappy moment*

Now he's moving... bought a house and all the happy jazz that goes with it. The text convo started with something like....

me: OMG I just realized no more D T H U T H (down the hill up the hill)
Jex: well for a few more days there will be
me: that makes me kinda sad

He then proceeded to reminded me that he is moving just down the tracks.
I live near a set of railroad tracks that have been inactive for yeeeeears and yeeeeears. Well... if you follow these tracks for a small distance it will lead you to the street Jex will now be calling home.

So during the text convo I had a "TaDa!!" moment and said outloud to myself... "near the tracks!"

I even sent Nora a text because I was so proud of my TaDa!! moment.

As for trackin' it... Boy Child and I have taken numerous walks along these tracks. Suuuper duper memories on these walks and of course, always armed with the camera.The picture at the top of the bloggitty blog is actually of him walking the tracks in September. It was absolutely gorgeous!!

We walk... we talk... we listen and he tells me some of the most amazing stories.

don't spill that coffee!!

How do you start a blog about... well anything and everything from this very moment in your life when there is so much much to cover? I don't think, wait... I know there isn't an answer for that.
I'm 28 years old and if I went back to the beginning and continued on, we'd never catch up. I know I'm making sense to myself, you on the other hand are probably all confused by my mumble jumble jargon.
Therefore, here's an official... Welcome to My World!!

Bits and pieces will have to be filled in, offered and colored in as time goes on. It's just like meeting a new friend. You don't sit down for coffee at that first date/meeting and spill 20something years worth of baggage. Nooo... this takes time. Ease yourself into their crazy world, get to know them and all the great things that go together. Ohhh!! Buckle up and hang on... this is going to be so much fun!!


So with that being said here goes...

• I'm a single mom
• I'm 28
• I have a 7 year old son-- he'll be 8 in April
• I often call him my Warden
• he's been called a little Professor (cute little black framed glasses)
• his father and I were never married but we were together for 3 years I think (it might have been longer)
• we seperated when The Warden was 18 months old
• it was ugly
• he's still bitter
• I'm still bitter
• knowing that I'll be 30 in less than 2 years scares the ever living shit out of me!
• I've been a college student for 4 years now
• I still haven't received my associates degree
• I'm taking my sweet ass time
• I hate it- I'm so ready for it to be over
• Once I get that degree I plan on going back for my Bachelors (yea- go figure)
• I'm up to my asshole in debt... aka student loans
• stars amaze me
• the moon captivates me
• the sun energizes me
• dating scares me
• lately, I seem to have a 3 month limit on relationships
• the way things have been going, I don't think I'll ever meet *him*
• even if he knocked on my door with a flashing neon sign, I'd still have my doubts
• I prefer to not eat red meat
• May 2002 I had gastric bypass surgery
• I still don't know how I feel about that whole thing
• I have a love/hate relationship with my bathroom scale
• I always have a headache- I'm a thinker and a worrier
• I love taking pictures... of anything and everything!
• we live near inactive railroad tracks that are absolutely beautiful
• next year they'll be active again and this makes me sad/mad= smad!!
• I'm going to miss our railroad track walk and talks aka "trackin' it"
• I love the dentist
• I think you should too
• Life plans make my heart race and my palms sweat
• I don't even know what I'm making for dinner.