I’m moving
So I guess I didn't scare you off, huh? Good! Welcome back!
I’m not blogging here anymore, for several reasons:
1) I don’t want a URL with “mom” in it anymore
2) I am distancing myself from the “Mommy blogger” label
3) I lost interest in blogging here but I still had reviews to do…so then it felt like my blog would end up being nothing but reviews
4) My hard drive crashed a few weeks ago so I lost a lot of my stuff anyway, so it felt like a good time to start fresh
5) I felt like pissing off my stalkers. (Totally kidding. This won’t piss them off. Its just a minor inconvenience and I’m sure they’ll find my new blog in no time because, ya know, they have nothing better to do than follow me around online.)
6) I just don’t feel like “That Crazy Mom” anymore. With my two oldest kids now out of my life, its just me and my little girl. And things have settled down for me finally, so there’s really nothing “crazy” about it anymore.
7) I don’t care about losing page rank, subscribers, or any other stats. I just wanna feel comfortable in my own Internet home.
Ah, what the hell…lets take all of the fun out of it for my stalkers. I’ll just tell ya where my new blog is. But be patient with me, I’ve got to get all of my plugins and other goodies added to it, so its pretty basic for now.
See ya over here —-> The Art of Sanity
I’ll be back
I know, its been forever, right? I’m still here, just got a lot of personal and health-related stuff going on so I kinda put my blogs on hold. But things are getting back to normal so once I get caught up I’ll be posting again.
Thanks for sticking with me.
“Home Sweet Home” or the “Where in the hell have I been?” post
I have somehow lost like an entire week. Between celebrating my birthday, freaking out over the idea that 40 is only 2 years away, getting in touch with old friends from high school and hanging out with an old boyfriend, and seeing my therapist again for the first time in several months just to discuss what we need to do before closing out my file, I’m having one of those identity crisis things I think. Not a big one, just enough to make me wonder how much of the old me is still around.
When I say “the old me” I’m talking about two particular phases in my life: Teenage Me and The Breakdown Years.
Teenage Me was nothing but trouble. I skipped class, I smoked pot, I dated bad boys who had longer hair than I did, I went to rock concerts, I slept with a cheerleader’s boyfriend, I ran away from rehab. My jeans were ripped, my stereo was always blasting, my hair was big and blonde (except for that one time I used some temporary stuff to color it red and apparently I got mad at The Boyfriend for saying he liked it better blonde but I don’t remember that.)
I worshipped guys like Nikki Sixx, Sebastian Bach, Rudy Sarzo, Steven Tyler, Rick Savage….I even wrote a letter to the dude that managed Poison at the time to ask him what it would take to become an entertainment manager. Music was my life. If I couldn’t BE a Rock Star, I was going to work with them. (This will explain why so many of my projects have the term Rock Star in the name. Like Rock Star Blog Design and the Rock Star Biz Network. And why some of my jobs and my friendships have been centered around music and bands.)
But some of that passion has fizzled over the past few years, some of which has to do with The Breakdown Years.
During The Breakdown Years, I was still involved in some of it…bands, concerts, drinking, bad boys. None of it was doing me any good. In fact, it damn near killed me. Between having my heartbroken and trying to save someone from the same addictions I had long ago freed myself from, it broke me. I lost sight of who I was and what was important to me. I let people treat me like shit because I felt like that was what I deserved which made no sense because I was always the type of person that swore I’d never take any crap from anyone.
That’s all over now. It all finally came to a head in the Summer of 2006 and I almost died. Twice. That was my rock bottom. And I’ve busted my ass to pull myself back up from there. I stopped partying, I stopped dating, I stopped going to concerts other than a few local bands and to kinda chaperone a few for my daughter and her friends.
I got my own place, I found a job working from home, I started my own business, and I stayed out of trouble.
So what does this past week have to do with all of this stuff? Well now that I’m in a better place in my life and got some control back, I’ve got room to let some of the old me back in without worrying about throwing away this New Me I’ve worked so hard on building.
I can have my loud music back. I can have a few drinks. I can hang out with the bad boys as long as they’re the kind that just seem bad on the surface but underneath they’ve got a heart of gold and would never intentionally hurt me or anyone else, the ones that have Been There Done That (like me) and learned their lessons (like me).
Over the past week, I’ve been thinking about that little space in my life where my professional life and my personal life are connected. Most of my life is lived online right now and I don’t want to have to worry about keeping them separate. I want to be myself in my business, I want to be authentic, I don’t want to feel like I need to apologize or explain myself to anyone in either of those circles. My friends will know that I can’t stay up drinking all night because I have a client project to finish, and my clients will know that I am not working over the weekend because I’m going to a concert.
In other words, I am who I am. Yes, I have a past but I also have a future. And all of the mistakes I’ve made have made me who I am today. Love it or leave it.
Facebook doesn’t suck so much anymore
What’s with all of the polls and blog posts and status updates about how bad the new Facebook sucks? Look, when you create a website that turns into a worldwide phenomenon with millions of users and you’re laughing your 24 yr old ass off all the way to the bank and stopping to chat with Oprah along the way, you can do whatever you want with your site. Until then, just put on your big girl panties and accept the fact that Facebook looks different. Your 947 acres of li’l green plants and your SuperMegaGinormous Wall are still there, just invest a few minutes figuring out where they went or ask somebody who has already figured it out.
Personally, I like the new Facebook. But then again, I liked New Coke too so what would I know. Seriously, I think its much more simple and a lot less cluttered. I’ve spent more time on Facebook this weekend than I have in the past year.
Of course, some of that may have something to do with the fact that I’ve found about 15 different people I remember from high school, one of which is an ex-boyfriend of mine that I was just absolutely crazy over. Its so bizarre! Like in a good way though.
Facebook is so bringing back my Big Hair days, the days when:
I lived on Mountain Dew and cheese popcorn
My friend drove a yellow Pinto
My boyfriend had longer (and bigger) hair than I did
Some football player cheated on his cheerleader girlfriend with some stoner chick that shall remain nameless
The most popular after school activity was hanging out and playing Excite Bike or Mike Tyson’s Punch Out
The new Guns n Roses album totally rocked
I had a huge crush on Jon Bon Jovi – ok, that one hasn’t really changed.
Oh, and the old high school boyfriend that had longer hair than me, the one that drove the old white Cadillac with an 8 track player, the one I couldn’t get enough of, the one that always made it onto my “I wonder whatever happened to….” list…. we’re going out this week.
I feel like I’m 16 all over again.
Hey, are you new here?
Just wanted to say hi to any new visitors from the Ultimate Blog Party which started today. I used to blog more often but between being a single mom and running my own business, this poor lil blog kinda gets neglected.
Anyway, here are just a few things I’d like to share with you about myself:
My blog is called That Crazy Mom because, well, I am. I’ve been diagnosed with a mental illness and not only am I completely open about it, I also poke fun at the whole “crazy” label too. I just blogged about it recently on this post.
Like I said, I’m a single mom. I have an 18 yr old daughter, a 16 yr old son, and a 6 yr old daughter. I don’t use their real names and you won’t find any pictures of them here. But if you see me refer to Sissy, Bubba, or Princess…that’s them. And Doodlebug…she’s my grandbaby. She joined our little asylum on January 4th, 2009.
I am a business owner. I started out with a Virtual Assistant biz but now I do blog design and online business management.
I’m the founder of Bad Mommy Blogger. Go check it out. Seriously.
There’s some other stuff but I forgot what I was going to say. I tend to do that in real life a lot too.
So thanks for visiting my little blog. I love comments too. They make me feel good. Leave me one and introduce yourself.
