welcome to my life...the story continues

I suck at this blogging thing.
I like Blogger, I just don't feel the sense of community that I felt when I was on AOL journals.
Anyway.
My life has been too boring to blog about.
We went to Scott's niece's house for Memorial Day. Scott had to work so he didn't get to go. It was so nice to go to a party where I didn't do all of the cooking.
Tyler is now out of school. He didn't do very well again this year...but there are definite signs of improvement in his maturity level. He passed 4 out of 5 of the state tests he needs to graduate. The one he failed he missed by 1 point. He is rarely home these days. He has the typical busy social life of a teenager.
Brianna is working a lot of hours at a local amusement park. There is so much I would like to write about here. But I can't. We fight now more than ever. I am totally opposed to who she is in love with. They are controlling. And immature. And not good enough for Brianna. She is living with this person. And I think she is too young to be in this situation. She wants me to let her make her own mistakes and learn from them. I try...but so hard to keep my mouth shut most days.
Scott and I are already starting to feel like we are empty-nesters. We spend most evenings alone. We play a lot of Wii. I kick his butt in darts, he kicks mine in every other game Wii could ever invent.
I babysat my sister's kids last Saturday night. I was kind of nervous because Tyler usually comes with me to occupy the boys (8 and 6). I walked in and the oldest said "oh, you are flying solo today, huh?" Cracked me up. My niece is almost 7 months old now. And too freaking cute for words. I will have to post a pic of her when I can. The evening went well, though. The baby had cried all day, so she was an angel for me. The boys watched cartoons with me, and played on the laptop. And did a dance for me. And they conned me into making them triple dip ice cream cones. Because I made the mistake of telling them I used to work at an ice cream store. Then I had to clean ice cream out of the 6 year old's nose when he was done eating.
Still doing well on the Lamictal. Well, except for the rash I developed that I had to see my family doctor for because it can cause a rash that can kill you. No stress there, right?? I called my psychiatrist as soon as I saw some spots and left a message that basically ended with "I am really freaking out here...call me back." And then when I had to see my family doctor (a new one) I had to tell her that I have an anxiety disorder and "I am really freaking out here!!" Good times, good times. The rash is gone now, thank goodness.
I am on Facebook now. I tried to resist it. But it is kind of cool catching up with my family's daily lives. Without, you know, having to actually talk to them...lol. I also re-connected with a best friend from high school, and a cousin I haven't seen in about 25 years.
Does anyone here Twitter? I know it is huge right now...but I just can't get into it. Probably because I have no cell phone. I know people who twitter (tweat?) all day long. Seems very time consuming to keep up with everyone else on there too. Maybe I am just getting old, and it is really a lot of fun.
I am going to try to be more regular. On here, that is. Ha.