game and good company

I watched a UT game tonight with my sons. Made me miss my Dad and brothers. Was such a close game I had to release the breath I had been holding when it was all over. TEXAS kicked bottom. On Christmas, I called my brothers and while talking to them, realized I had not talked to them in a couple of years. That's way weird for me. I love my brothers. How did we fall out of touch that badly? When I'm over this bug altogether, I'll invote them over. My house isn't much, but its home and I've been learning how to cook. I also have fingernails again. Last few weeks, I've been forcing myself not to bite them. It's really hard! I'm reading the doomspell trilogy by Cliff mcNish. It's a really good book. I got it for Billy for christmas and borrowed it as soon as he was done reading it. I am sooo glad he's finally taking an interest in reading. With as much trouble as he had learning to read and as much as he used to hate it, its a relief to finally be able to share books with him.
Other than that, we've just been renovating our house and working and looking for another job. It would be nice to pull our heads out of the water again. :)

Good news: only the occasional migraine lately and usually associated with being a woman. One was food, but we quickly ided the culprit (recipe below for non migraine sufferers)

It's a classic: Chicken Ittaliano. Fill pan with ittalian dressing. Put in chicken. Let sit in over 2 hours. Put in over at 325ish and cook 15 minutes per pound. It's soo delish...ALMOST worth the 3 day migraine it gave me.

Nothing personal

I've gotten 2 complaints that I don't write anything personal anymore. There are many reasons for this. First, I just haven't been feeling like a person. Lately, everything that happens to me seems to be medical. Second, although many of you are old friends from my old blog, it feels like writing to a new friend right now.
So, here a few personal things
1. My son's hair is crazy! I have real fine, thin hair. He inherited his biofather's thick, course hair. We have endless talks on how to manage it, which he basically ignores, so his hair is getting more mangy. It's really time for a hair cut. He usually only gets a trim, but its time to cut off about 3 inches. It has become such a problem that biodad who wakes me for nothing, woke me this afternoon before shopping to make sure he got the right stuff so the kids hair doesn't go feral.
2. My husband got a job offer he couldn't pass up. I think he was wanting to get back to work anyway. Last night, I stayed up all night to make sure his laundry was done and that everything was ready for him to go to work this morning. I'm sure I did the laundry wrong. I did laundry right all my life-then I met hubby. As soon as I met him, doing laundry right was a thing of the past. He was smart enough this morning not to complain. me+being nice+no sleep=tip toe or loose your feet! The weird thing is I enjoy doing these little things for him. There is something intimate about taking care of the person who takes care of you. I sang little songs while I took care of getting his things prepared for the day. It was nice.
3. I have a theory. If the mama (my husband) is working, and I am not, that makes me the Mama, right?

Introducing me

I am a 30 year old college graduate. I have 2 teen aged sons. I am not, however, a typical mother. In fact, if I were to be classified as a parent, I would have to say, I am their father. I work, my hubby is a stay at home dad who cooks and cleans and takes care of our 2 sons. This works for us. It's not traditional, but I don't believe anything in my life ever was. I am beginning this blog to share some of my story with you all. I once had a blog somewhere else that a lot of people read regularly, but someone sensitive discovered it, so I can not write there any longer. You understand. So, now that life is back to normal after the holidays, I begin this new blog. Thank you to all who have followed me here.