Here I am with my favorite aunt Barbara. I'm pretty sure I haven't seen this picture before this blog and as I'm sitting here looking at it I can't help but to think, "Wow, that was before we knew" By we I mean us as kids. I know by the time I was born my aunt had already had parry after parry with the realities of this harsh life.Maybe my down turn view is due to being laid off and recently leaving my dama, but try as I may to stay positive keep moving forward, I can't help but look at this picture and wonder how silly and awesome my thoughts were then. I mostly likely wanted nothing other than attention and adventure which is what I'm told I always sought after.
Adventure = troubles = spanking
I can still remember how scared and how much I hated getting in trouble. From the "go to your room and wait til you dad comes home" speech to the "which belt?" question from my dad. haha. sometimes, I'd wear extra underwear to add padding. Never worked. I'll tell you what though. I pushed the limits all the time. I did everything I could. As I got older I got in less trouble but the consequences became pricier and the stakes grew. Sometimes it's fun and sometimes it's plain ol' depressing, but I guess it's apart of who I am. I question everything and challenge everyone.
So here I am now, 27 and unemployed, and I am facing the void once again. This time my mom won't scold me and my dads belts are worn and lost. I'm still scared that I am going to make the wrong choice here as if the next step I take is going to be off a cliff, but I think the point is that if I fall I will land somewhere else new and unwary of my nuisance. So here's to it.......................................I just wish It could be simple like "stop sucking your thumb or else I'm going to put jalapenos on them.." I TELL YOU!!
