The myth of the perfect baby

 So I know it's super sporadic that I write in this blog. I'm going to change that.  Notice I didn't say *try* to change it? I'm just going to.   I can absolutely make at least 10 minutes every few days or maybe even every day to write a few words.  Or more, I don't know lol. What makes me so sure?  Well, I'm just getting over covid for the what seems like billionth time, and I spent a lot of time on TikTok.  Some good, some dramatic and weird. (think pink sauce, spicy bowls and Dre McCray) and some pretty inspiring.  I wish so much that I could remember the creator's name, and I will desperately try to put a link to their page in if and when I do, but one in particular stuck.  I actually promised to write here at least once a week.  I'm also pretty sure we'll be adding some blog posts over on the shop site that'll include some recipes.  In case you don't have the link handy that's  Juni's Creations  and you'll be able to find ...

 A long time ago in a land far far away I was an unruly teenager terrorizing the Antelope Valley.  I worked two jobs to support myself and my habits and no kids because I didn't want them.  I don't particularly like children.  I babysat as a kid, because didn't we all back then? But I didn't even like myself as a kid, let alone want to make more people like me.  Then one day I woke up doubled over in pain and my gallbladder was full of stones and I ended up needing emergency surgery to remove it.  When they went in there, they took my appendix out too because it's just something they did in the early nineties.  When they did that they accidentally or on purpose severed the Fallopian tube on their way down.  They explained due to the scar tissue and adhesions they saw on my left ovary and tube in other procedures they said I would never have kids. They were wrong. Six weeks later I conceived my daughter.  I didn't figure that out for quite som...

 So, I get that I have some curious onlookers in my life.  I understand that.  What never occurred to me is that you'd stumble upon this little gem of my world and be able to read so much of my past.  You may think I'm upset by this.  Or maybe ashamed.  Perhaps even worried you may do something with that information.   You'd be wrong.  This blog has existed since my world was full of real life monsters that I called family.  I'm sure you've learned that by now.  And discovered more truths than lies in my tales.  I really have lived the life I tell.  I really have done all the things I said I have.  And I've documented it along the way.  I may have stopped writing here for bits and pieces when I got busy.  And I may have been very closed mouth about my cannabis usage and production way back when because I had no license.  But I am exactly who I say I am. So it comes to a point where I realize that I have tool...

 It's been quite a little bit since I've really had time to sit down and write. Or, really since I've had the energy and hand strength to write and work in the same day and we don't really take very many days off here.  When we do it's kind of forced by health vs anything else.  We've been really blessed to be busy so far this year. My darling husband is on another round of gout right now, and I've got some new toys to play with including a commercial cotton candy machine that's taken over my kitchen and I absolutely love her.  I should hold a contest somewhere to name it.  Presently I'm actually on a Facebook ban so I'm not even able to post there lol.  I may be able to do it on another one though.   Anyway, this was really just a quick check in, to say hi, and let everyone know that I'm still here, and I see y'all checking in...if you need me, you know where to find me ;) Until Next Time... J