The undetails of mugshots, sippycups and forgiveness

Maybe I won’t edit this at all. I’ll just leave the raw thoughts, misspellings and things that perhaps wouldn’t be said if I thought twice about it.

Truth is, I’ve thought more than twice about what to blog. I think about it all the time…I’ve always been candidly honest about my feelings, thoughts and fears here. Which doesn’t go without scrutiny from family. “Are you sure you want to post such personal information?”. Sure, why not? If anything it just exposes just how human and in need of God’s grace I am.

I felt that way until life starting seeming to unravel and everything got tossed into the air. My behavior is embarrassing and my hope seems failing, and with that, I wanted to keep some type of illusion that I have it all together. I can never live two separate lives for long. Just ask the high school friends that don’t speak to me anymore because I ratted us all out after a crazy spring break, because my conscious couldn’t take it anymore.

So with that said. I’m just going to blog it. I’m not sure if it’s the best decision. But if I’m not the best at being prudent, I am however, really good at being transparent. Since so much has gone on I’ll post it over a sceries of posts. Because no one really reads the long ones anyways. You get to the third paragraph and start skimming, and then just scrolling for pictures :)

Here’s a cliffhanger…I got arrested last month. Any guesses why?

7 Comments

  1. Posted July 24, 2007 at 9:29 am | Permalink

    How many times do I have to tell you, stop smuggling illegals across the border! Just kidding. Sorry to make light of the situation. ;)

  2. Posted July 24, 2007 at 7:28 pm | Permalink

    Oh gosh…I have no idea…reckless driving?

  3. Kristin Sparkman
    Posted July 24, 2007 at 9:47 pm | Permalink

    I have no idea. I don’t know you personally. My guess is not paying parking tickets? :)

  4. Posted July 24, 2007 at 10:16 pm | Permalink

    omg!

    that’s a cliffhanger!

    i’m guessing you went shopping and put something on the stroller and forgot about it and walked out of the store.

    i say this only because i realized that on saturday, i left the store with two gallons of milk in the basket of my stroller that hadn’t been paid for.

    as an aside: i fully subscribe the lack of self-editing. i use blogging as a way to really address some of the *real* stuff of being a mom, a wife, a woman. so, i admire the tenacity of other women who do the same.

  5. Stacy SB
    Posted July 25, 2007 at 9:21 pm | Permalink

    Oh pick me! Pick me!!! *Grin*

  6. Posted July 26, 2007 at 3:15 pm | Permalink

    I’m glad to see your hubby can joke about it. It must not be that bad, right? I have no idea, but I’m definitely curious.

    How is it adjusting to two babies? I know it is a HUGE adjustment! But, it does get easier!

    About the whining for food, very very VERY normal for a 15 month old! We’re still working on asking in a nice voice with my 2.5 year old. He CAN say, “Please may I have more juice?” but most of the time has to be prompted.

  7. Barbara E.
    Posted July 26, 2007 at 6:26 pm | Permalink

    I’m guessing something to along the lines of civil disobedience.

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