Prologue

I've been meaning to start my blog for a looooong time. In fact, I registered on the site at least 3 years ago and am just now getting around to figuring out how to put it together. Thats pretty typical of me. Everyone always thinks I'm collected and put together, but really I just pretend like I can't see the craziness so that I won't have to be too medicated and not be able to enjoy the good times.

I grew up in an all girls house. Me, my mom, and my sister. We didn't worry about having to be dressed to go look for a shirt in the dryer or closing the door to the bathroom to pee. I still have to make a conscious effort to do so now and I've been married for almost 10 years. I'm sure I have scarred my husband a few times when I've forgotten I don't live with all girls anymore.

Dusty and I started dating over 13 years ago and have been married for almost 10 years. Its crazy for me to think its been that long and really crazy when I remember we have kids now...and 2 boys at that. There are a lot of things that nobody ever told me about raising boys and I'm sure that I will be continually surprised as the years go by. Nobody ever told me that boys were fascinated by burping, farting, the life cycle of food, and their "size" before they even got to age 3. I was traumatized the first time Grayson made a point to tell me about that last part, I had to call my husband to ask what I was supposed to be telling him. I believe all I got on the other end was laughter and "tell him thats great". Figures.

Grayson will be 4 in March and Braxton is just shy of 15 months. And to answer the next question you will ask (we know from experience this question follows the introduction of our boys), no we don't know if we want to try for a girl. We aren't sure we can survive raising 3 boys and since we can't spin out the X chromosomes to ensure we get a girl...we just aren't there yet. We also run the unofficial Weems Family Kennel Club. We still don't charge a fee to visit our home, although the petting zoo is available for all guests. We have 3 dogs, 3.5 cats, 3 fish, and a snail. This doesn't count the endless visiting pets that visit with our guests. Luckily we have a big back yard. Our 1/2 cat is up for adoption if anyone is looking. Orphan Annie is a stray cat that stays in our garage on her cat bed at night and hangs around during the day. Recently I took Annie to the vet for a checkup and shots...Orphan Annie is a neutered male, guess its really Orphan Andrew. He is a great cat though. I'd keep him, but we have no takers on the schizophrenic cat we would like to replace.

Growing up I was EXTREMELY shy. My patients never believe me when I try to tell them this and I guess that is a good thing. I still don't enjoy being the center of attention in a large group or giving a speech, but at least I don't almost cry anymore. I graduated from the University of Central Arkansas in 2005 with my Doctor of Physical Therapy degree and work as an outpatient orthopaedic physical therapist. The title of my blog... My So Called Sitcom... comes from work. My coworker always tells me that he could write a sitcom for TV with the stories I tell about my family. My sister expands on this and whenever something funny happens she says "Welcome to the Weems Family" with a very high pitched emphasis on the Weems. Hopefully this blog will be a way for me to share all the stories in my life that I might otherwise forget who I had told them to. (I've become very forgetful since having children)