Normal is just a setting on a dryer

I've always felt that I was a square peg in a land of round holes. I've come to realize that life is not as simple or as routine as one would like. Being new to the blog world, but liking this venue I will attempt to let others now, through my very real and true stories that there life may be quite normal in retrospect.. There are many titles to my otherwise dull life. Do any of these sound familiar.. Homeschooling, Christian, many children, and Tourettes.. Yep, I have a daughter with Tourettes. She's 10 and quite bright and stoic. I sent her to school this year because we were butting heads. She refused to learn from me in rebellion. So I sent her out into the real world.. The world of Hannah Montana, designer clothes, and pizza and hot dog days. She loves it.. She loves the bus, the kids the teacher. She loves making her lunch and dressing for the day.. I have a daughter whose a letter carriere. Why she looks like Barbie but has the spunk of Popeye.. I have a son whose a geo scientist. He also is very good looking and a pleasure to know and love.. Mike is 17, he's having an awful time with the decisions of schooling. He's our philosopher. The other day he needed to create a drum beat on the wii. Had something to do with the wah... Whatever that is.. I was insane with laughter trying to find wires to use as connections. I handed him an extension cord. This prooved to be an hilarious mistake.. Matthew is 14 going on 30. He's 6 feet tall and extremely clever. He dosin't have many friends his age. .. He's actually gotten paid for websites that he has designed. Ok, so now my blog is very boring.. Actually I don't even know what a blog is.. My son's created there own entitled. "Untitled" . It's about random stuff.. Quite humorous.. So I said "Can I have a blog?" And they said "Sure Mom".. I thought of writing about my most favorite pet peeve of the day.. This is calvanism. For all you calvanist out there... "Yikes". The idea of no free will makes my skin crawl.. Then I thought of writing about menopause.. Im 54... So I'm going though it.. The other day, I was at our local dollar store. I walked in and plum forgot what I was there for. Then I remembered. (It was stickers). Then I forgot again. I could talk about not having a church.. This has a lot to do with our area and the menacing creeping in of calvanistic preachers. Ok.. have I said enough.. So here's to my very first blog and I hope it reaches someone out there. Bye for now..