'Fambilly'

     Today is my birthday and as such has me pondering the wonders of family. Family is always there for you, whether you're sleeping or reading or desperately trying to get some fucking work done...they are always there. 


     They are the first to wake you up and the last to see you go down, and they will never leave. Ever. Not even for a fucking minute and YES, I feel blessed, and thank God for my kids and blah blah fucken whatever. 


     My family does happen to be really great and I don't know what I would do without them. I mean, what could I do without them? Well, not much, maybe have a few bucks left over at the end of the week, or, spend some time around someone who wasn't crying, or, watch something besides, "So You Think You Can Dance with the Stars From New Jersey?" or, ask a simple fucking question to someone who doesn't roll their eyes as if you were the biggest moron this side of the Pecos.


     Or, I could come home to a quiet house, with no one there, no yelling, no crying, no talking, no thanks. I like the cacophony that is my home. Yes, without them I might be able to finish one of the nine books I have started, or catch a moments peace, but all peace, all the time, becomes lonely. I wouldn't have any idea who I was if not for the friends and family in my life. I am, because of them. I try, because of them. I care.


     So here's to: no rest, no money, no sanity, no kidding. I wouldn't have it any other way.