Sharon M Rainey

Last week, I was running on empty. Besides, giving up sleep to plan, work on, and execute the business (which we will discuss in the next three to three hundred posts), I lost two days of sleep because of a field trip. My son had a field to the state capital for a SADD event. The students had to be at the school by 4 AM. Last year when my daughter had to go, my ex-husband was able to drive her up to the school. This year he was having car trouble so, it was up to me to get my son to the school. I couldn't find the letter with the date of the trip, but we knew it was that week. I told my son to ask when he went to school Tuesday. He forgot but, swore it was that Wednesday morning. I go along with it. I stayed up getting his things together. Did a little work went to lay in the bed. When I know I have to get up for something I tend to sleep very light, constantly watching the clock. At 3 AM, I got him up, dressed, and by 3:35AM we were on our way. I don't drive so we had to walk ...

In the county I live in there have been 72 recorded pitbull attacks. The number is probably a little higher. For some reason pitbull attacks are on the rise. I will admit, I have always been afraid of pitbulls. I know it is not the breeds fault they are the way they are. It is the fault of the people who are raising these animals. I really do feel bad for these dogs. I wish that they were not so abused. I wish for an end of all animal abuse. Back, in June. I was ran on by a pitbull. I use to walk to work every morning. Since, I work the next neigborhood over and most of the walk was down hill. I also use to walk home which is mostly all up hill. It was good for me and I enjoyed the time to think, plan, and meditate. I would walk out my door, down my street, and up a little hill. At the top of the hill there is a house with two pitbulls. The poor dogs are always tied outside, even in winter. They have houses but still, I have never seen the point of having a dog if all you are going to ...

So, I was getting ready to type another post when my son walked in the room (he just came from outside) and told me he had a job. Me: What job. Him: Uncle Barry . . (I give him a who the hell look cause we don't have no Uncle Berry in this family) . .I mean Mr.Barry. Me: Who is that? Him: That is G's uncle (one of the little boys my son plays with and the one I am the least fond of. I guess his Uncle wants all the boys to call him Uncle). Me: What does MR. Barry want you to do? Him: He wants me to watch over his son in school (who is younger). Me: Well, you don't need a job. I take care of you just fine. Him: He already paid me. Me: Paid you what? Him: 4 dollars Me: Take it back right now! Him: Mommy. Me: Right now! You want 4 dollars I'll give you four dollars but you are not taking money off that man. He want someone to watch his son then G, his nephew, can do it alone. Now, maybe I am over-reacting (which may lead to a heart attack with my heart racing and my pulse p...

I have a dog whom I call Muttnight however, the children insist his name is Midnight. He is a spoiled little mutt. Who seems to think when I say, "get of my couch" means "please, lay there". So, I was sitting in the game room in the armchair reading when I look over to the couch. I started cracking up. Muttnight was laying on the couch using my son's sweat jacket as his body pillow. I had to take the picture with my son's cellphone so it isn't that clear. But I knew if I ran upstairs for my camera the dog would have just followed me. I wanted to capture him in all his glory. So, I crept up and snapped the picture. Even though you will notice he is watching me. Ever see a dog lay like that? Did I mention he is crazy? Yes, he has been neutered. As I am sure you can tell. Thankfully, in the game room, I keep the couch covered with a removable, washable cover. Because between two children and a hardheaded dog, I can't win. He does crack me up.

We all have them . . . those dreams that we just can't shake, when we wake. Having the day off from work, I decided to sleep in just alittle. I woke up at my usual time, told myself I need to get up and work on other business but, I just wanted that extra snooze time. Let the crazy dreaming begin. . . My daughter went to school. My son and I started cleaning the game room (which of course didn't look my the game room). In my dream it was my house, it resembled my house, it had the layout of my house but, it was so different and even a little larger. So, while my son and I are cleaning someone shows up at my door. My door is open but the screen is locked (something I never really do cause I am paranoid). It is a women who I recognized but, I really don't know who she is. I grab my son and we hide in the corner as she looks through the screen. She finally leaves. So, my son and I head up the stairs. The living room door is open but the glass screen door is locked (once again ...

I was singing that song verse over and over. I couldn't remember the name or singer but after googling the entire chorus, I found out who sang it. Hey guys, I missed you all. I have been around if you are a friend on Facebook or we are following each other on Twitter you know this. You also know I have been busy working on building the LLC and my other site. Also, you might know I am suffering from major heartbreak. So, I am behind on everything because . . . depression is trying to drown me. Yes, I have been giving myself morning pep talks and praying but, being the human I am I hurt. Anyway, my lovely people. I have worked out a schedule, I hope to stick to, where I can make time to blog here twice a week . . . well, at least once a week. What else is going on. . . . * I cut all my hair off. I posted a picture on FB, of the first cut however, now it is even shorter. I will have to take some pictures and post them. * I am taking time to be with just me. I am not dating . . .at all...