My name is Tori. I turned 28 on Friday. I'm slowly marching towards old age. Just like the rest of you. (Whether you admit it or not.) :)
I have three kids. All girls. Yeah, I'll take your prayers... I mean, had I realized (and I mean REALLY realized) that preteen would show up with such a dominance... wow. Katy, my oldest, she will be 11 next month. It's okay, you can do the math... I'm so over it. Kenzie, my 7 year old, well, she's a bit of a nut. People call her a "character". That she is. That she is. Sophie, the newest addition to the family, is 13 months. She's also mommy's little home gym... which baffles me as to why I'm still carrying around these extra pounds! Well, I'm not REALLY baffled... I do likes the cookies... But I've been doing better lately and have really started to make an effort towards shaping myself back into the person I see before I browse pictures of me on the beach. I've lost 15 lbs this month. That's right, cheer me on!
My husband, Philip, he's in the Air Force. He's a mental health tech... which leads me to believe he has all the coping skills necessary to dealing with the 4 women in his household at his fingertips... ya know, mandatory training and all. Because of this decision of his to join up, re-up and serve til Uncle Sam disowns him, we are a military family. I happen to like this fact. It gives me pride and it gives me benefits.
We are living in Italy right now... if you start to follow me, you ought to know when that changes, as it will be pretty blog worthy. I'm just getting started on this overseas living thing... All I know is that no matter how pretty it is, I still can't use my washer and dryer at the same time. *sigh* It's one of those things I'm sure I'll expand on later. But we typically have clean underwear, so its all good. (Okay, so we always have clean underwear, but maybe not socks.)
I was born and raised in North Carolina... A nice place to grow up, but not one I plan on returning to for any length of time. Because of my upbringing, I speak with a little more of an accent than I like to admit and other folks from 'round those parts can pick me out of a crowd. It also means that I have a tinge of Southern hospitality running through my veins, but not enough to make me a worthy hostess. That's alright... it's the thought that counts, right?? And I THINK about entertaining, like, ALL the time. I prefer good manners, though I've come to realize that other parents aren't quite as concerned about instilling these in their own kids, and as tempted as I am to teach them myself (and do when my nerves get rubbed raw) , I just can't save the world, ya know? As a little bit of a turnabout on my roots, I am pretty irritated by bad grammar... though I tend to use it to get my point across sometimes... others just 'cause I wanna... so don't judge me, kay?
I found out that living with the assistance of God is SO much better than trying to do it on my own, I urge you to try it, but I promise that my typical thought process when typing a blog is not to overwhelm. I like to write about what comes to my mind, sometimes that just ain't Godly... theres that grammar... and so again... don't hate. :) I will, however, either very rarely or (hopefully) never utilize the potty mouth I perfected in my late teens/early twenties... you're welcome, hubby. (After all... I can't punish the kids for what they repeat from me, right?)
I'm pretty laid back, but I can be rather, uh, not laid back, too. I like the laid back me, so does most everyone else... but, sorry, folks, this alter ego is a superhero!
So I guess that's a pretty comprehensive overview of me... I mean, it's more than the guy doing surgery on you would write in your chart, so it much be just about all you need to know to get started! We'll see how this whole blogging thing goes... Welcome to my mind!!
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