Sex and The Southern Belle

Turning 39 aka Thirty Fine has been an experience. My body has more aches and pains...I think I also found a gray hair... I've had to make more doctor's appointments than I'd like... I am out of breath when I chase my kid.. which reminds me to work out more and eat better. I have to keep laxative on deck because I'm getting old... But... I also decided that my 39th birthday would be the day that I  I would not give a f*** during my last year of my 30s. I do not care what you think about my body. Imma wear a sheer shirt and show all my midriff. I don't care what you think about how I parent. I am going to parent how I want and Baby Girl will be better for it. I do not care that I am broke or have money for all the things I want I do not care that I don't have a fly whip. I do not care that my skin and hair isn't perfect all the time I don't care if I wear makeup today.. and none tomorrow. I am going to eat what I fucking want...

Warning : I NEVER write about my personal love life. but..I have to get this off my 38 DDs. :) I'm in love. For the first time since my divorce, I am completely, head-over-heels in love with someone. It all came so suddenly and fast. Yet it was on time. God's time.  Granted, we did this dance around the whole idea of an "us" for sometime now. Flirting back and forth for almost a YEAR... until we finally said "Let's just go ahead and try it..." And doggone it...it was kismet! . He's my foodie soulmate. He is my football partner. He is my living teddy bear boo. He is the person who I laugh with the most these days.... But.... Love came at the worst time ever. My mother has been ill for some time now. She had pneumonia which triggered them to look at her heart. They found a clogged artery. Now it appears that after her bypass she will need rehab because she had a stroke during/after surgery. We are unsure. Not sure how long she will be stu...