Moving in together

So I have been waiting to write about this. We had to tell our families first. Kelly & I are moving in together. We move into the two bedroom this weekend. Elisabeta will have her own room for the first time. She will have all of her toys and other stuff all to herself in her own room. Kelly & I (of course) will be sharing a room. I am so excited. This just feels so right to both of us. I got to meet his parents tonight. They are great! Elle loved being there. I was terrified to meet them, at first. I was so scared that they would not like me. I am always in fear that people will not like me. The two bedroom is almost twice the size of his one bedroom apartment. It will need to be big with all of our stuff in it. This weekend we are moving all of the stuff from his apartment to the new one. Next weekend we will get the rest of my stuff from my apartment, in Conroe. A little bit of Elle's & my stuff is here, but there is a lot more still in Conroe. I will have to contact the child support office with the new address. I will need to let IHN, the apartment complex, electric company, etc that I am moving. My roommate will be upset. On the plus side for IHN, they will be able to help someone get a home in the apartment. I have been do all kinds of searches for vet tech college courses in the Houston area. I was going to start (in the fall) at Montgomery College & Tomball College for it. Guess which is the most recommended college for the vet tech program...Tomball college. I need to reapply with the college and test for placement. I need my computer to get my FAFSA info & tax return info for last year. I want to go to college so badly. I always have. Now I have even more incentive to go to college. I want my daughter to see me go and learn that is very important to further your education (and want to learn more.) Elle & I have now gotten use to waking up at 04:30 with Kelly so he can get to work on time. He is still asleep and we are both wide awake, at 05:30. She wanted grapes for breakfast. I am having a chef salad for breakfast. I have to go up to Conroe today to pay my car note. I will stop by the apartment and pick up some more stuff. I will probably get the rest of my kitchen stuff, some bath stuff, and the shelves that have not even been opened yet (much less put together.) We can put them up in the new apartment, when we get the key. I am so excited. I really do want to spend the rest of my life with Kelly. Every thing about our relationship feels so right. One of my longtime friends told me it was about time that I found my soulmate. When I told that I have known Kelly 11 years he said, "Took you long enough to come to your senses." My friend is John; we have been friends for over 15 years. I am so tired. I could not sleep for two nights, now. My stomach has been hurting extremely. Actually it is the lower left area, right by my left hip. The pain comes and goes, but every time that it comes, it is even more intense than the last time. I really hope that it not serious. Maybe it is a pulled muscle from carrying Elisabeta up and down the stairs. Did I mention that the new apartment is downstairs?

Aries & Aquarius

Romantic Compatibility

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Aries & Aquarius

When Aries and Aquarius come together in a love match, the combination of Aquarius vision and Aries action makes them a highly creative pair. Their relationship is anything but static; they can be competitive, but life with these two is never dull! Zodiac Signs that are two apart tend to have a special connection, and these are no exception. They are great friends as they communicate really well. They have a special understanding of one another's idealistic, enthusiastic outlook on life. They both crave excitement and new experiences -- the wilder and stranger, the better. They're both into thrills and showing off.

Many Aries-Aquarius relationships are based on mutual admiration. Aries loves how unique Aquarius is, their inventive vision of the world; Aquarius loves Aries for their energy and initiative -- Aquarius gets new ideas all the time but sometimes finds it hard to carry them out. Since both Signs prize independence, Aries's tendency toward possessiveness can push Aquarius to become aloof or detached as a self-preservation tactic. Though they have that special connection, they do see the world in very different lights, which they both need to understand. Aries can be too involved for Aquarius's taste, and Aquarius in turn may be too unpredictable for Aries. As it turns out, Aquarius is the one Sign that has Aries beat when it comes to spontaneity! As long as both partners reassure each other that the relationship is important and secure, things will be just fine.

Aries is ruled by the Planet Mars (Passion) and Aquarius is ruled by the Planets Saturn (Karma) and Uranus (Rebellion). Aquarius gets its great, progressive vision from Uranus, and its social conscience and philanthropy from Saturn. Mars, then, can make a great addition to the mix -- it brings passionate, direct action to all these lofty thoughts and ideals.

Aries is a Fire Sign and Aquarius is an Air Sign. Air fuels Fire and helps it spread; similarly, Aquarius can help Aries think up new schemes and then realize them. Aquarius stimulates Aries intellectually, something that most of the other Signs fail to do. Both Signs have wide-ranging interests, so mentally active Aquarius is sure to provide physically active Aries with plenty of fodder for new adventures and crusades.

Aries is a Cardinal Sign and Aquarius is a Fixed Sign. Aries gives Aquarius the confidence to charge ahead rather than just sitting in the laboratory concocting new ideas. Aquarius can help Aries stabilize and complete projects rather than jumping into new plans without completing the old ones. They have a lot of respect and admiration for one another, which helps smooth any obstacles in their relationship.

What's the best aspect of the Aries-Aquarius relationship? Their ability to achieve so much when they work together. Cardinal Fire and Fixed Air cover all the bases. Theirs is a relationship of vision as well as practice.

Life is interesting

It has been about a week since I have wrote. Kelly is the perfect man. Well, he could move the exercise bike from the middle of the living room. He is kind, caring, thoughtful, a wonderful kisser, smart, and I could go on. It is funny how I never forget he is legally blind, but I don't think about it. He can see things that no one else can. He has amazing hearing. I could be on the phone with him and someone across the room softly says something to me and he heard it...I didn't hear it, but he did. He has this incredible insight with people. He can hear a person's tone and know what they are really thinking and not what they are saying. He can read people. He also has the most tender touch. When he runs his fingers down my arm, I get very strong chills from it. I love him. I am in love with him. My very best-friend in the whole world, just so happens to be his ex-girlfriend, Julie. As a matter of fact she was his very last girlfriend, before me. I talk with her about him. That is a very weird thing, too. You would think that we would be a lot more uncomfortable about the subject, but we are okay with it. There is just one subject dealing with Kelly we stay away from. She said she was amazed at have sure we are of our relationship...more so at how sure he was. I think she has compared their past relationship to ours. She is having problems with her husband. I just hope her heart makes a wise decision and she follows it. He is being such a damn jerk to her. He has said things to her, in the past week since her surgery, that has made her cry everyday. I think it hurts her even more to see me so happy with a man that she didn't work out with. Kelly is the only man that she and I have both had a serious relationship with. She went out on a couple of dates with my ex-boyfriend (but he was more like a brother to me), but that was very different. I have never been so sure about anything in my life as I am with Kelly. When I was pregnant with my daughter, her father kicked me out and I was homeless. I was not sure if I would be able to keep her. It was my (male) best-friend, Les, that helped me understand that I could do anything that I put my mind to. As he put it, I am a survivor, a warrior, and a caregiver. I can do anything and come out stronger than I went in. I was going to keep my baby. I had a hundred people telling me to give her. I had a hundred people that would not say anything, because they did not want to hurt me. Then I had Les who reminded who I am and that I was going to keep her. At the time that I found out that I was pregnant, Les lived in Europe. He then moved to New York. He ended up moving back to Houston. I was on complete bed rest most of my pregnancy, so I could not even drive. Sometimes, I had to...I was moving from place to place (until I moved in with Julie.) Les drove me to all of my doctor's appointments, but one. Everytime I had problems with my pregnancy (which a lot) he drove me to the hospital, but one. The one time I drove myself to the hospital I was at a WIC appointment and was having strong contractions. Luckily at the hospital they got them under control and stopped them. It is amazing how if you do eat or drink enough you can start having contractions that could lead to labor and delivery.
Okay so my point there was, that I was not even as sure about keeping my baby (because of my situation I did not know if I could.) I never really been able to see myself spending the rest of my life with anyone else. Yes, I have been engaged before, but I never really could see a long-term future with them. (Which would be why I never married them.) I can Kelly and myself growing old together (with our family.)
Elisabeta told me she was hungry so I fixed her something to eat. It made me think of something Kelly said. I had bought some groceries and brought some from my apartment, and he told me that this the most that has ever been in this apartment.
I am looking online about getting into a vet tech program here.
I had bought a pair of fangs a while back, but could not use them. Fangs are not a returnable item. I gave them to Kelly yesterday. He seemed like he really liked them. My front teeth are not real. I wear a partial. I had an ex-boyfriend that liked to hurt me, and find me when I left him. He is long gone now, thankfully. With the partial I can not wear the fangs, there is no where to attach them. My partial has wires that sit over my real teeth for support, so the wire keeps the fangs from being able to fit. I never even got to wear them.
I am listening to Enigma greatest hits. I love Enigma's music. I love music, all kinds. However, I love music I can dance to the most. This means I also love Sean Paul's music, among many other artists. Speaking of artists, I want to paint again. I come from a family of artists. I, too, use to paint. When my father died, I just stopped painting. I have just recently had the desire again to paint. The problem is that you need space and to be able to afford the supplies. I wish of someone that could help, like an organization for the arts that could help. They would have the resources to find or know of space and supplies.
I am hungry. I need to eat. I only eat when I am hungry. That has helped me from gaining more weight, and I am now losing weight, too.

A kiss

The kiss, this is the most powerful thing in existence. It is used as a weapon. It is used as a show of affection. It is used as a distraction. It is used as a hello and good bye. It is used as revenge. It is used to let sexual intentions be known. I guess that is why the kiss means so much to me. You can read in the kiss the truth behind it. Are he/she just using me? Do he/she really love me? Oh god, I can feel they passion in him/her through to my toes. There are so many things you feel or read into a kiss. I want to receive the kiss with so much passion in it that I fall to my knees, with tears in my eyes, hoping and praying for more. I have realized, recently, that I love to kiss. I can't be intimate without kissing. I love the idea of someone wanting me so much that they just walk up, run his fingers up the back of head (through my hair), grabbing & pulling my hair so that my head tilts back, and kissing me with the most passionate kiss ever experienced. I like some tongue play, but I love the actual kissing. I find the feeling of our lips touching, teasing, tongues lightly running over each the other's lips, our lips now beginning to press harder, mouths opening and closing together........
The kiss is the most passionate part of any romance. Oh how I long for it.

soul-mate

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Everytime I pray to for my soul-mate, my ultimate soul-mate, three people show up in my life again. They are (listed as I have known them) my high school sweet-heart, my ex-fiance, and my long time friend. The high school sweet-heart is now married and has been for a while. The ex-fiance is not my ultimate soul-mate, I can just feel that. The long time friend I finally admitted that I liked him and we...well we have been talking and seeing each other, when we can. I have known for a long time that I already know my ultimate soulmate. I just have not known who it is. Oh all of this is so confusing. What if my soulmate is one of these people or if he/she is not? Life is so confusing.

naaahhhhhhhhhhhhh

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I want to kiss Kelly so bad...right now...I want to kiss him right now...with so much passion that his knees give out...

elisabeta

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I am a pretty open & blunt person. This includes being open about my feelings. So I have a hard time when I am open and others are not as open. I believe that I am profoundly & absolutely messed up. I have at least gotten past the commitment phobia. So many questions I want to ask...but so scared. I have so many strong feelings, especially for him. I don't know why but I am having such a hard time..........................................
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I am 23% White Trash.

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I am 49% Asshole/Bitch.

I may think I am an asshole or a bitch, but the truth is I am a good person at heart. Yeah sure, I can have a mean streak in me, but most of the people I meet like me.

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I am the shy one (on god I can't stop laughing). 

Julie 

Elisabeta Juliet-Louise Jones born December 3, 2002 @ 17:55...19 3/4 inches...this was her very first picture. 

Elle with her Uncle James, my brother, getting ready to go to the movies. 

Elle and her Uncle Bill, Ted's older brother, fishing at the lake. 

Elisabeta (Elle) and her father, Ted, at his going away party two days before he left for the Army. 

this is Elisabeta 

A bad day

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I have not slept much lately. Monday night I did not sleep at all. I was on the phone with Julie, to help calm her fears of surgery. We got off of the phone about 00:30 Tuesday morning. I then had to call my bio-logical mother, (grandma) Monica, to see if she could watch Elle for me during Julie's surgery. She could, but I had to go pick her up from Todd Mission (TRF). We got back to my home after 03:00. I had to leave for the hospital around 04:30, so it was not enough time to get any sleep. Then on the way back home from Bellaire (the hospital), my car started over heating really fast and really bad. When Monica looked at the car, at first, it was not anything obvious. Then she looked again and it was a broke hose leaking oil into the air filter. All of this means nothing to me, except can it be fixed and for how much. She fixed it the best she could, now to find her husband to finish fixing it. Oh, let us not forget, when I first got home I was extremely tired and feeling very sick. After telling Monica about the car, she told me to go lay down. I had just gotten undressed and crawled into bed when the electricity was turned off. I was so busy with everything else going on in my life, I completely forgot about the bill. I had to get up, get dressed, and go pay the bill...driving my other car that was wrecked in a car accident in January (four days after moving into my apartment.) Thankfully, Kroger's is right across the freeway (about a block away.) It was turned back on in about thirty minutes. It was my first day of my period, so I was in pain. I did not eat much (at all) today. Elisabeta's Pawpaw wants to know when we are going to take her to get her military ID made, because there is a time limit to get it made. Elle's father is in the Army, but since we are not married (nor ever will be) she has to get an military ID made for medical services, to get on base to see her daddy, etc. Everything is so over-whelming today. I hope that tomorrow is much better. Oh yeah, we can't forget the job search and lack of childcare when I do find a job. I want to cry, scream, hide...
I need a hug. I just need to held.

This is from last year. 

This is from 2002. 

Julie's Surgery

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Julie had her surgery today. I was five minutes late getting there, so I got there right after they took her to the O.R. She was the first into surgery around 06:00 and was out of the hospital around noon. Her husband, (six month old) daughter, and mother were also there. Another friend of Julie's was suppose to be there...but I knew she wouldn't show. This is the same friend that was suppose to plan Julie's baby shower with me...actually she was suppose to be in charge of it...and canceled one week before. I then planned most of it, other than the location (which Julie & Don had picked out because it is the restaurant he runs) and the cake (because Don is a Pastry Chef.) Don is Julie's husband. He has two teenage daughters from a previous marriage. Okay...now back to Monica (the always absent friend...that asks Julie if she [Monica] can be involved so closely in Julie's life.) I have a problem with anyone that is always involving (pushing) themselves in a person's life and backs out at the last minute. It is like those parents that promise their kids that they are going to spend a lot of time with them and never show up. Julie is one of my four best-friends. She is my very best-friend. We have known each other 17 years (almost 18)...since sixth grade. From the time that Julie went into surgery until the time she was discharged, no one told us anything...so we were all worried. Julie has severe asthma & a heart murmur. She came out with smiles from the hospital.

I am confused

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This is my new blog. Okay now that we are past that. I have a friend that I have been attracted to for a very long time, and I spent quite a bit of time with him this weekend. He held me and I experienced something I never have before...at peace with life and the most comfortable I ever have in my life. I had to leave late in the afternoon to pick up my daughter, but I was at odds. I didn't want to leave, but I missed my daughter and really had to get her. I still wish that I could just be in his strong arms. I have known for a long time that I feel strongly for him...yet have not acted on it befor now. I still don't know if he realizes how I truly feel about him. I kept my distance for awhile because he dated my best-friend acouple of years ago...even though I was attracted to him when I first met him over ten years ago...the timing was never right to say anything. Actually he was the first to say anything. Elisabeta Juliet-Louise, my daughter, is asleep behind me...so I need to go...so I can put her in bed. Good Night...Sweet Dreams...