I have been going to do this for years and am now finally taking the time. People are forever telling me I should write a book. In this blog and in all future postings will be things I have lived or my friends have lived through and told me about. I always wanted to be either a lawyer or a psychiatrist and unfortunately never became either. I am, however, a wife, mother and confidant to many people. Some of my postings will make people laugh, some may make people mad or make them say hmmmm.? Whatever the case, it all comes from me and my unfiltered mind. Ah, where to start. I guess I will start with something that popped in my head yesterday. I just happened to remember it when my son laughed a certain way. Funny how things trigger memories. What I remembered was this....2 of my friends and I were dropped off at a skating rink in a small town that we didn't live in. Our mother's wanted to go shopping and have us out of their hair. We were like 11 at the time. So, we were skating and having a good time when this enormous girl came in. She couldn't skate very well and kept knocking people over. For some reason we found this funny and couldn't stop laughing. She took notice and decided to confront us. She threw Erick under a bench as she skated by! Mind you, she easily made 4 of him. Anastacia and I, being the great friends we were, ran outside. lol She chased us and ended up catching me as Anastacia hid behind some cars. She ended up wrestling me to the ground and sitting on my chest. I just KNEW I was going to die. I had my eyes closed and was just hitting anything I could hit. Someone came out of the rink and got her off me. Not long after our mother's arrived. We never told them of course, but to this day if I pass a skating rink, I giggle. That was my first taste of fighting and also of experiencing what a punching bag felt like, since all I made contact with was her enormous chest!!
