Mino My Child, Shings My Love.

It's tough being a mom. It's even harder to be a wife. You know the one that cooks and clean. It's only tough because I have never been one before. I was a daughter and a girlfriend and was used to getting my ways. I was spoiled. I've hardly cook, clean, or do chores.

Now, I have a daughter whom I am slowly falling inlove with each and everyday. I'm not use to this kind of love before. All the things I did not understand about my mother when I was a child, I am now slowly understanding and accepting it. Although I do not show it. Afterall I am a stubborn child/mother. Today I was singing 'Minori had a little lamb' in my native tongue. It was cute I guess. She seems to like it. Gosh, just thinking about her makes me smile. But at times she is a handful and do I ever want to strangle the air. Hmmm...Mino my child

Shings, Shings, Shings. Today I've tried to make teriyaki beef over rice. It was a disaster, too much sauce. I'm like probably the worst wife ever. I'm starting to lose a little faith in cooking. It's slowly eating away at my heart. Cooking upset me. I will not give up though, I promise I won't be a slave to the fast food chain. It won't get me this time.

I hate to mention it but Shings is a better cook then me. I'll leave it as that. Hmmm...Shings my love.

Halloween

I am anticipating, waiting for the golden sun to set. Waiting for the night to come alive. Waiting for the little goblins, creatures, superheros, and little darlings to come along. It's 4:30pm and yet no one or thing is to be seen. Where can they be?

This is my first Halloween with my new family. Hopefully giving cheesy Doritos chips would prevent my house from being egged. Who ever came up with that idea anyways? I for sure never ever egged anyone house before. But they say " never say never." Hehe

I think I might take a nap. zzzz