Blood, Snot and Barack Obama

Hello Journey to Alcoholism!

It's 9:48 in the am, and it's chaos! Already today I have had to hear the house alarm go off, wipe away snot bubbles, save a baby from nose diving down the stairs and argue with a seven year old. I've been up for approximately seven minutes. I can see this is clearly going to be a terrific day! I just can't wait to see what happens next!

The funniest part about all of this though is while I was sleeping I was having a dream I got into a GIANT elevator and as the doors closed I was slammed backward and fell on my ass (revealing to myself the adorable outfit I was wearing) and as I look up my friend Ryan was walking into the elevator with Barack Obama. As soon as the elevator closed (because apparently the Obama is so special elevators open twice for him) the house alarm went off in my house waking me up. I thought this was rather unfortunate seeing as I haven't dreamt about Obama since before the election when I dreamt he was my dad and died. Dreadful.

Anyway, as I said there is chaos in my house and I wanted to update before someone ends up broken and in the hospital. No one wants to fail on their second day in a committed relationship.

Hopefully I'll get a chance to update later and we can dive into something more in depth such as Tila Tequila's twitter rants. If not, there is ALWAYS tomorrow.

Oh, before I go: There is now a bloody lip. Suuuper.

Until next time..

-Faith