Hello, my name is... OOO look at that pretty bird!!

Umm, Hi. I've never blogged before, so I'm kind of stumbling a bit, figuring this out. It never really occurred to me to try blogging. I thought, why would I want to? What would I write about? People don't want to hear about my boring life! They don't want to hear my ideas!

Then the other day my cousin (HI PAULA!) joined and started blogging. And, well, here I am. I'd try just about anything she tries, because I love her. And if she's doing it (and liking it), then it must be fun. We live far away from each other, but we were like sisters growing up, so we are still close in a lot of ways, and like to keep in touch as much as possible.

I told myself, I'll just treat this as 1/3 diary, 1/3 creative writing, and 1/3 speech class; without the scary "standing at the head of the class" part.

Here goes. My name is Rachelle, and I'm an alcoholic - OH... wait! That's something else...Give me a sec.

**Clears throat**

As I described in my profile, I am a married, 36-year-old mom of one son. He is 2 1/2 years old. He'll be 3 in July. Yay! And Boo! He's growing too fast! My husband and I adopted through an awesome adoption agency in Texas. The largest and oldest in the country.

Side note:If you are thinking or planning to adopt, OR if you are pregnant and thinking about making an adoption plan for your baby, please contact these people! The Gladney Center for Adoption. They are wonderful to both birthmothers and adoptive families!

http://adoptionsbygladney.com/

Okay back to the story. My son's name is Logan and he is 2 1/2. He acts every bit of it too! I am always pulling my hair out. Most times I feel like a horrible mom, because it seems like all I ever do is yell! But we have lots of happy times, don't get me wrong. He is my entire life. I can't imagine living without him.

My husband's name is Aaron. We have been together for 13 years, this year! Wow, long time. I don't think about that too often, so when I do, it even surprises me. We've only been married for 4 years. Well, 5 years this October. I was married once previously. I may write about that in the future; it was a very short marriage.

Anyway, my husband and I have a love/hate relationship. Maybe a lot of couples are like that. At least I hope we're not the only ones. We bicker a lot! But we also joke a lot! Many times our bickering is a form of joking. It's very hard to explain. Whatever it boils down to, as much as we annoy each other, I love my husband very much and would be lost without him. We are opposites in many ways, but a lot of our core personality traits are very similar.

Now about the anxiety and ADHD! I love psychology! Strange. Given the fact that I'm apparently a mental case. I say that in jest. But most days I can't help thinking I really am.

Technically, (according to my therapist... does that make the nutcase theory official?) I've been diagnosed with anxiety, ADHD- Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder , mild depression, and mild OCD- Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. After all that, you're probably thinking "why doesn't someone throw that b**ch in a rubber room??" But really- I'm very normal... It's common to have a combination of two or more of the aforementioned issues, because they are all in the same part of the brain. In other words, they are all related to each other. Now, whether or not four is normal...

I have a great sense of humor. I appreciate the funny things in life (I can even laugh at myself most times). Even if I'm the only one who's laughing. Not everyone "gets" it. Thankfully my best friend (my little sister) and a few other people who are important in my life, like PAULA, do! And share in my laughter.

Warning: I am a horrible story-teller. I am famous for taking a 1 minute story and stretching it into a 10 minute stumbling, rambling, opus that veers in 10 different directions. None of them leading to the original ending intended. I blame this on my ADHD. Warning ended. Please continue.

If you are interested in a bit of my past please continue. If not, eh, thanks for reading this far. Maybe I'll catch ya' on the flip side.

First of all, I was born on New Years Eve 1972. Holla!! Party time! Except... I'm not a party girl. Oh well. I was for about 2 years back in my younger days. Whoopee.

My parents divorced when I was young. I was 3 or 4 years old. My mom remarried a man who was a police officer at the time she met him (they met when he pulled her over for speeding...nice. Talk about radar love), and I think he was still in the Army reserves. Not really sure how that worked but shortly after, he went full-time in the Army again, and quit being a cop.

I've lived in many cities, in several states, and I've traveled to several countries (not military related, just for fun). I've lived a pretty full life for as young as I am, really.

I am a 23 year cancer survivor!! That's something I'm definitely happy about. I had ovarian cancer when I was 14-years-old. I consider myself especially lucky, since ovarian cancer is termed "the silent killer." I'm grateful, in my case at least, that it wasn't quite so silent. That's another story for another day. I had an epiphany one day when Logan was a baby, about my cancer, and how it related to my being a mother, my purpose in life, and so forth. But it's too long to tell for now.

Other notables... I love to read! I like a bit of everything. Some Science Fiction, Horror, Suspense, Contemporary Fiction, some Non-Fiction, some History, some Biographies, etc. (However, I have an unusual fascination for all things dark and disturbing, so I lean toward horror and suspense).

Favorite shows are currently Dexter, Californication, and of course Ghost Hunters! But not Ghost Hunters International. Bleh!

Okay I think that's it for now. I'm itching to go read my current book (The Host by Stephenie Meyer) before my son wakes up from his nap, and demands to go play with his Play-doe, or go out on his play-set.

If you're still with me, and not sleeping at this point, I guess I'll take that as a good thing! This was kinda fun, so I look forward to exposing myself more in the future. Haha. Later.