Told you it would get more interesting...

I received a letter in the mail last week that i was to appear in court on February 15th.
No, I'm no criminal...It's regarding visitation rights for Sophie.
I would almost rather be on trial for a crime.

I've never been more stressed out about anything in my life. It makes me nauseous to think about being away from Soph for two nights every other week. If it has to happen, then it has to happen, I understand that much...I just do not look forward to it...at all.
I come from a family of zero divorces, so I have absolutely no idea how any of this works.

What I do know, though, is that it's tearing not only me up...but my family up as well. We're all torn between what's right and what's wrong and how we should go about this. In all reality, though, I feel like it's in my hands. I want Sophie to see her daddy, cause he is a good one, I'm just a selfish mommy. But what's so wrong with that? Ha.

If you're reading this, thanks. Keep me in your thoughts. I need it.



On a lighter note, I am going to see Kid Rock and Jamie Johnson with ALL of my favorite ladies next Friday! It will be the perfect way to get my mind off of all of this "mess".

I've had my eye on a pair of boots that I would love to have/wear to this hell of a concert, it'll take my entire tax return (which I would much rather spend on PCB!), but have a look-see:

Boots : $267.99 - Frye

Just channeling my inner Miranda, you know. 

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