Call me C-dog. Formerly Ctad. Also known as C-dan. What do all these monikers have in common? They all start with the letter C. That’s right, my name starts with a C. If you have to ask what it is, then read the domain name and that should give you a hint. But what else, do you ask. I’m a wife to a sometimes loving husband and a mother to two perfect children when they are asleep. Just like you, I love my family most when they are sleeping. The hubs and I have been blessed with a boy first, then a girl. We’re pretty sure we’re done with having more kids, at least I know I am. But he can certainly have more if he wants. We live somewhere in Southern California. Not quite San Diego and not quite L.A., if you get the gist. We are more inland, where there are plenty of wineries that I never get to go to because lets face it, bringing a three and a one year old for some wine tasting is a buzz killer. I don’t know about you, but I like to enjoy my wine. That’s how babies are made. The same goes for going to the movies. You should also know that I give my thanks to God everyday for inventing Red Box and Netflix, because without which, I would probably be a widower today, or maybe in jail. Lets just assume a widower since I watch CSI on a weekly basis and can pretty much get away with anything. Remember that, next time you try to piss me off. I guess what I’m trying to say is that, this blog was created because therapy costs too much. Plus, since everyone is so miserable right now with the way the economy is going, I’m thinking my insightful-ness would bring some kind of a relief to some. My hopes and dreams for this blog is to bring a smile on your faces, all the while coming up with some creative four letter word to sum up every posts. I love you all so much that I would do it at my own expense. That should be reason enough for you to visit my site everyday right? Better yet, park it here sista. Put me on your favorites. Tell your friends, and your friends’ friends, just tell everybody. Because this is where it’s at. Shit’s about to go down. Literally.
Yup, that’s me, or should I say was me! Before the kiddos arrive. I would like to eventually bring sexy back, but it’s a lot harder than I thought. Damn you Justin Timberlake!!!