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My name is Sam, I'm the mommy to my wonderful 3 1/2 yr old little boy
Caleb, and wifey to my wonderful Hubby. I go by Sam because i hate
the name samantha 
I went by Mandy growing up. In school, everyone called me samantha. I
didn't have a lot of friends, and i was picked on a lot. When they
picked on me they called me samantha (because they didn't get to know
me well enough to know that i prefered to be called mandy) I grew up
hating being called samantha. And Mandy seemed kind of a baby name.
When my parents got divorsed we move din with a nother family and they
called me Sam, i kind of liked it, the next month when i started high
school, i started going by Sam, and its stuck. (good thing to because
DH already has a sister named Mandy, it would have been confusing  )
I
live in Sunny (and hot!) California! I have a cat named Mungojerrie,
who is quite the little monster, and a mouse named Cookie, who hates me
for getting a cat.
My son, is awesome. He is such an intense little guy.
I think intense is the most fitting word. He's very high needs, always
has been. But he's just so awesome and so cute. Very high needs, very
high energy, very high touch, very curious, very smart, very
frustrating, and very lovable and sweet. I love my little boy. He's
got a bit of a speach delay and has been in speach therapy for a little
over a year now. he just started preschool in August and i'm having a very
hard time with that. I always thought i'd have another baby by now.
And now i'm gonna be home alone for most of the day and it just seems
so sad.
We've been TTC for a little over a year, without much luck. Conceived in April, miscarried May 2nd. 
Been using FAM for birth control for nearly 2 years, then went off for
a couple months, then went into TTC mode. I kind of wish i didn't
waste those first 2 years TTA. This is probably why most of you don't
know me very well. I spend most of my time stalking the twinkle forum 
My
Hubby is the most wonderful man in the entire world and i love him so
very much. He works long hours in the heat for a job that he hates
just so that i can stay at home with my son *sniff* When he comes home
at night, we're still very happy to see each other, if thats not love,
i don't know what is. We'll be married 5 years on December 3rd : We met when i was 14 and he was 19. I had a huge crush on him, but thought he was WAY TOO OLD to ever date 
. Just the awesomest person i ever met. So sweet, and kind, and
smart, and funny, and just so cute. I just about exploded with
happiness when he held my hand for the first time. I told my mom we
were dating and she was so happy for me. Her exact words were "good
choice" We were engaged 4 months after we started dating. Then my mom
started stressing out (the wacky uber controlling/abusive, roomate she
had (who i think had a thing for me looking back) didn't help) We
spent the next 3 years figuring out ways we could be together. She
went so far as to get a restraining order against him. When brought to
the judge, eh laughed and threw out the case. It was ridiculous and
caused us both a lot of pain. We lived only a couple blocks from
eachother and had walkie talkies and kept in touch the whole time.
Every single night
I am just so blessed, to have met my husband, and i think our
relationship was strengthened because of this trial. We wpent a lot of
time apart, and went through hell to be together.. When you go through
something like that, you have to spend a lot of time thinking about
whether or not the relationship was worth it, and it was, and knowing
that he felt the same way about me (even facing possible jail time)
made me feel so special and loved. about 6 months before my 18th
birthday my mom had finally figured out that she couldn't stop our
relationship, that our wedding was beign planned (i already had the
dress, i went with hubby to pick it up, my dad allowed us to see
eachother but my mom didn't) and that we were going to get married with
or without her blessing. And she tried to be my best friend again, and
well, it didn't work. There was a lot of healing that needed to be
done between us. 5 1/2 years later, and i think we've finally settled
it. I can't beleive we've been married for nearly 5 years!
My
parents are divorsed. I love them both dearly. My mother is mentally
ill, she is bipolar, schizo affective, she's got PTSD (post tramatic
stress disorder) stemming from multiple incidents. And a myriad of
other health problems. She lives about a mile and a half away. We
haven't been really close, but now that she is doing so well i have
been able to get to know her better. After many DISASTEROUS
relationships in the last 5 years, she has finally met a really nice
man, and they plan on getting married. His name is Lonnie, he's a
biker, LOL, which is the exact oposite of who i expected my little
conservative mama to meet, but i do love him. Because of her past
relationships i'm a little weary about him, but i'm opening up to him.
My
dad....oh my dad. I love him dearly as well. He's wonderful TO me.
now... But he's...he does not have behaviour that i want my son to be
around. Nothing really harmful (unless you could his terrible driving
harmful) he's just... *sigh, i can't even explain it. He cheats on his
wife(s) a lot says inappropriate things in front of our kids, very
immature and very childish, has just about NO morals at all, just not
the ideal role model. I do love to be around him. I love him, he
loves me, he tries to do better when Caleb is around...its just, its so
frustrating to watch him throw his life away. He is recently married.
I love his new wife. She has 3 girls, (i finally have sisters!) one is
18 (sort of my age) one is 7, and the other is 6 months older than
Caleb. I think they're talking about more. i hope not, my dad needs some serious help with his relationship problems first.
I
am very very close to my IL's. My MIL is the sweetest kindest woman i
have ever met. I love her to peices. My FIL is quiet and not so open,
but he is a genius, and when you need him he's right there for us no
matter what it takes
knew
i forgot something, my spiritual background. i was raised morman,
never felt right at church. We were off again on again members. When
my dad left (when i was 13) (and was nearly excommunicated) we didn't
go much. Then i met my husband and went to his church, a penecostal
church. I was blown away. It was SO WEIRD. They had drums! *gasp*
It was kind of culture shock during worship. It was just...unnatural!
And then the pastor got up and spoke, and it just...it touched me so
deeply. I had never felt like that in church before.
and i kept coming back with him and i felt like that every week. I got
used to the music, LOL, but i still prefer more traditional music. I'm
now the directer of the nursery at our church  I volenteered for the job when caleb was about a year old. I love it. It feels weird being in charge sometimes though, LOL
We
are gentle parents, have researched our parenting methods a million
times (and still continue to do so) We are gentle Christian parents
(well hubby is not so gentle
but he's coming around). Semi-crunchy. Not as much as i used to be,
LOL. But still admire and aspire to being so. Maybe when i have a
llittle more space (although that seems to be my excuse for everything
at the moment, its hard to live in just 560 sq feet and just one
bedroom).... Maybe in our new apartment 
and i can't think of much else to say... Hope this helped you to get to know me a little better
PS. This basically are-post ofwhat i wrote on GCM, but i want to link this in my siggy with a permalink :D
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| sorry, i joined here just a few days before i discovered myspace, i blog there just about every day (at least once)
http://www.myspace.com/ladybugs984
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| I can't beleive this. What kind of person would steal from a 82
yr old woman who just lost her husband? If i ever find out who
did this, i don't even know. I just want to go and strangle
somebody. I keep fantaswizing about completely embarrassing them
in a public place with my knollege of what they did. OK how lame
is that. Thats the worst thing i can possibly think of.
Everybody has been at grandma's house and a lot of people have brough
food and sodas and stuff for her and the family while we visit with
her. Well Sunday morning she woke up and all the sodas that had
been outside were gone. She had a light outside that went on
whenever there was movement, aparantly they unscrewed the light bulb in
it so it wouldn't turn on. Upon closer inspection the theives
also stole grandpa's chainsaw, a generator, and a leaf blower.
It makes me so very very mad. Like she isn't feeling vulnerable
and alone enough and they go and steal from her. Oh the things
the family has been planning on doing to them. Everyone is
seething with anger. Grandpa isn't even in the ground yet...
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Tri-Lamb Material
60 % Nerd, 39% Geek, 65% Dork
For The Record:
A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.
A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.
A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.
You scored better than half in Nerd and Dork, earning you the coveted title of: Tri-Lamb Material.
The
classic, "80's" nerd, you are what most people think of when they think
"nerd," largely due to 80's movies like Revenge of the Nerds and TV
shows like Head of the Class. You're exceptionally bright and smart,
and partly because of that have never quite fit in with your peers or
social groups. Perhaps you've realized, or will someday, that it is
possible to retain all of the things that you like about being
brilliant and still make peace with the social cliques around you. Or
maybe you won't--it's really not necessary. As the brothers of Lambda
Lambda Lambda discovered, you're fine just the way you are and can take
pride in that. I mean, who wants to be like Ogre, right!?
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| Yay! I have been feeling guilty about it hanging around the house
doing nothing for months. Everyone i knew already had cell
phones, so it wouldn't be very useful there. Well i've been
seeing cousin A a lot sinse grandpa died and she talked about how she
was at college and there was this guy following her and she freaked out
because she doesn't have a cell phone. Right then i decided to
give my cell phone to her. :D I'm so happy. its a
little pre-paid thing but its pretty cool I'm jsut glad it has a nice
home 
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