You know...

I know it sounds like I complain alot about many things, but you know what? I have a pretty damn good life. I have a great husband (minus his faults for being male), that loves me no matter how crabby I get. I am finally blessed with a wonderful daughter that makes every day an adventure for me. I am lucky enough to be able to be with her because I have such a supportive husband. We have a roof over our heads, and two terrific dogs that despite being here first, don't mind me giving my attention to the baby first. Plus I have a handful of great friends that are there for me whenever I need them.
So Yeah I might complain about the world around me and what I feel isn't right, but hey, I can't complain about how fortunate I really am.