The Perfectly Imperfect SAHM

THE PERFECTLY IMPERFECT SAHM

My name is Crystal Morris. My definition of myself is exactly that.  I am comfortable with myself to admit that I have many imperfections and I am perfectly happy with it.  I admit, there are times that I try to be Super SAHM.  I have found this mission is absolutely... postively... IMPOSSIBLE!   I am in my 30's.  I am a curvy cutie.  Ya know the type... "You have such a pretty face!  If you could just lose the weight..." kind of girl.  

I met my Prince Charming.  We have two handsome sons.  My life has turned out far better than I ever thought it would be.  Seriously, I thought I was going to be a trailer park princess, always preggo, with dirty brats, married to a chubby, hairy, redneck type of guy, that drove a rusty truck, greasy hands, and smelled of motor oil and Old Spice.  I'm not really sure why I thought that.  It doesn't exactly sound like the typical girl's dream.  It wasn't my dream.  The life I have now, is exactly what I dreamed about, but I didn't expect it.  

You don't get it?  Well, that's one of the things about me.  I don't always get me either.  I say things that don't make sense all time.  I type like I talk.  I sound kinda mixed between a southerner and a redneck.  I say "ain't" and "yall's".  Yes, I say "Yall's".  Only I pluralize "Ya'll" which is already pluralized.  When I drink, I really sound southern.   My words get drawled out long and slow.  

I'm a pretty nice person.  If you are nice to me, then I am nice to you.  We don't have to agree on politics, religion, child rearing, marriage, etc.  I won't push my beliefs on you, if you don't push your beliefs on me.  I like a good debate at times, but if you are gonna go and get all pissy at me for my beliefs then I don't need ya around me.  

I love my husband.  We drive each other crazy at times.  I spend too much money and he's a procrastinator.  If this is the most we have to bitch about each other, then we are a very lucky couple.  We've never really had a fight.  We might get a lil snappy at each other at times, but five minutes later we apologize for it.  He tells me he loves me all the time.  He still calls me from his work, just to say "I just wanted to hear your voice.  Make sure you and the boys are okay.  I love you."  Seriously!  Ask any of my friends who have been around when he calls.  They are typically making gag faces or rolling their eyes, but I know they think I am one lucky girl to have a hubby who still says this after 12 yrs of being together.  Almost seven of those years, we have been married.  

I don't know if I am gonna have any followers.  I welcome any and all comments...  well, pretty much.  If you are gonna be a hateful and negative follower, then screw ya.  Ya don't like me or what I say or do, don't look at me.  

My fave quote about myself... "Love me or hate me, I really don't give a damn."