Blog Numeral UNO...finding peace with help...

First of all I hate only having several fonts to choose from.  I like to match my fonts to my emotions so we'll have to fix that later on.  And of course I suppose the first thing I should do is introduce my son, Kane who is almost 8 years old.  This is one of my favorite pics of him playing in the tub.  I wish I could play in the tub like that but my cat box has to stay in my bathtub because otherwise my basset hound would snack out of it.  Nothing like a yummy kitty snow cap.

That's my other baby; Billy the basset hound.  She's two years old but she's really just a baby.  She's the worse dog in the whole world which makes her the absolute PERFECT basset hound.  I love her more than I love myself and would do just about anything for her.  Just look at her and you'd do the same.

Here's an even CUTER picture but I'm not sure how to flip it over yet.  Just wait. I'll figure it out.







Don't worry, I'm not going to go on about my dog, cats, rodents or kid.  I think I'll probably talk a little bit about more serious things.



This is me.  Sometimes.  Because I'm bipolar and that's just the way it is.
That's partly what this blog is about and also....
                                                                            I'm sometimes like this......
                               But that's about as good as it gets.  Not exactly the sunniest of suns is it?
When Duane (my boyfriend of 8 years) and I got together he thought I had multiple-personality disorder.  For some reason he stuck around; mostly because we had a baby.  Which we've never regretted having but recently I've started to think that this CAN'T be as good as it gets.  RIGHT?
I'm sure other people think that all the time.  I suppose that's what my blog will be about.  How things could be better.  How I could make them better and how maybe somebody out there can help me make them better.

Here's hoping that somebody can help me find a bit of peace along the way to a better life.