do I feel the need to go stalkerella on my 1st real boyfriend and the girl he cheated on me with?  Over the past 6 years they have broken up 342343 times, he has been in rehab, found God, cheated on her again, stole from her, tried to date me again while still continuing to talk to her, and now they are back in love.

The sad thing is it still bothers me.

Why do we do this to ourselves?

I feel as if I am out of harms way because its so long ago but I still feel twinges of jealousy when being notified of there status via MySpace.

All this talk about Miss. Musing being a fraud makes me somewhat angry.  I don’t exactly know how to put it into words.  What she did was wrong, dont get me wrong.  It wasnt only wrong but also sick.  The fact that she met people and continued the lies makes my stomach turn.

Blogging is not life as life is not blogging…

It hurts if a blogger turns on you, but it hurts more when an IRL friend turns on you.

It’s easy to discontinue a blog relationship by hitting unsubcribe, but an IRL friendship is much more complicated to end.

It’s scary to find out a person whos blog you read is a fake, but it hurts more when you find out the man you fell in love with is a fake.

Blogging is just blogging.  You cannot really take it as anything more than that.

I have never smoked.  Well, besides a few puffs on cigars at Festa Italiana.  A fine italian woman, glass of pinot, and a cigar.  I’m perfect. Kidding!

Anyhow… D, my 19 year old brother, stopped by on Thursday to borrow my ID for his girlfriend to use on their trip to Panama City.  They are in Panama City as I type this. Lucky bastards. 

Oh ya… back to the question at hand. 

He asked me for a paper cup for his spit.  He has traded cigarettes for chewing tobacco. Ya, not so bright. I’ve told him of all of the cancers he is putting himself at risk of and blah blah blah. 

Oh ya… back to the question at hand. 

He told me the “buzz” from the tobacco was longer than the buzz he got from smoking a cigarette.

People get a buzz from smoking cigarettes?  I’m confused.

A direct message I received on Twitter

U seem grounded & reasonably happy lately, nice 2 c that, stay that way, no negativity.

The message made me think, am I happy? Am I grounded?

I’m not exactly happy and I am not exactly miserable. I am accepting some of the things occurring in my life rather than throwing punches or simply giving in. I’m taking the negatives and turning them into positives. I am taking the positives and running with them.

I have always been on a rollercoaster due to the Borderline traits that have controlled me. I feel as if I am off that rollercoaster for the time being. I am grounded.

So, I don’t have a simplistic answer to the questions, “Am I happy?” but do know this follower is right, I am grounded.

Are you happy? Are you grounded? 

Seriously… Bella is the cutest little thing!  I cannot wait until they meet.

around the blogosphere…

Brilliant post written by Tiffany of The Confessions of a Chicago Girl.  The post is about something that should be talked about more openly because its a reality. Internet friendships are tricky and even trickier when the internet relationship blossoms into an IRL friendship. Check it out!

A tech blog that is much more than just a tech blog.  I recently added it to my reader.  So should you.

Have you heard the ever so fabulous Rachel is B2B (back to blogging).  Maybe she realized Tumblr sucks. (snicker, snicker) I am obviously the anti-tumblr.

PQ Nation blog has been in my reader for quite a while.  Its a blog created by one person with that one person having an aspiration to bring amazing writers and photographers to one place which equals good reads!

Angel over at Angelaboration asks the question “What is Love?”  I was on the brink of tears after reading this post.  She is so eloquent and an amazing girl who deserves every ounce of love the Filmmaker gives her.  Team Angela!

As you can see I was in the mood to Link.

There is no possible excuse for an unemployed 20-somethings laundry to reach this insurmountable height:

I’ve come to the conclusion that laundry can no longer wait when I am completely out of tanks.  Seriously, I have worn every tank folded in my armoire even the tanks I would usually only wear to the gym on a Tuesday afternoon.

This girl is definitely hitting up the laundromat tomorrow afternoon.

You can peer pressure me into taking a shot of vodka but I will not use Tumblr.  I’m usually a bandwagon jumper when it comes to blogging.  I give things a try and then wind up obsessed.  Proof?  I just tweeted my 8,465th tweet. My life is just that interesting.

I did try Tumblr when I saw all the cool kids were trying it but I wound up not feeling it. Let’s just say it’s not my drug of choice.

Things I hate about Tumblr:

The look.  This is the reason I was always a My Space girl verse a Facebook girl.  My Space’s look was what suckered me in.  I have a thing for presentation and think Tumblrs presentation is lacking, it sucks.

WHY on earth are user-names so difficult to find on Tumblr.  You hover over a person’s pic and you get nothing.  It’s like Where’s Waldo with the damn user-names.

I love my blog because it creates conversation.  I don’t see much conversation on Tumblr.

It’s too easy to create a Tumblr account which causes clutter.  I hate clutter.

There is no extremely great Blackberry application for Tumblr.  Correct me if I am wrong.

AHHH… I feel better now that I got that off my chest.  Do you tumble?  I wont hate you for it.  I may even check your little Tumblr out but if you blog for heavens sake don’t quit blogging for tumbling. 

Bacci and I would like to wish you all a Happy Easter.  Have I mentioned Bacci hops like a bunny.  It’s odd.  He definitely does not walk like a dog.  He is either running or doing a little hop.

Anyways, today is going to be super busy as most holidays are for children of divorce.  I wont complain I get the best of both worlds on holidays; Italian and Polish food and lots of them both.

Bacci’s outfit says “Snuggle Bunny” but he also has a pair of bunny ears that he will be sporting later today.  How about that turquoise leash and harness?  Ya, I dress my kid sharp. 

And… I know what you’re thinking but Bacci doesn’t give me any problems when I dress him in ridiculous outfits.

1.  Family parties

2.  Gift bags

3.  Bacci’s Easter outfit

4.  Enjoying a latte outside of Starbucks on a Sunny day

5.  The deck at my Dad’s new house.  Hello, Summer weekends full of tanning!