I wish I could slip into a nice Zen state of mind easily. I really do! My soul needs healing. Or, is it my mind? It must be my mind because I have a monster headache. If only it was that easy. Right now my husband is a grouchy bastard because he is home his one day a month and hates it. Although, being a his house-wife is the best life ever and I have it, in his mind. He is complaining that he is bored yet still can’t take his wrappers to the trash barrel. My lil man is still buzzing from Easter candy. Yes, I do celebrate holidays not of my faith if it benefits my children. As a bonus, Dylan is also addicted to video games after staying in the house all winter. He and my husband both want the big T.V. in the livingroom. GRRR. Maybe that push of energy we gave my big guy helped out! Jared is not been causing much trouble at all. He does know we did that because I showed him this blog. He was asleep from 4pm til 10pm because he had a hook-up last night and two hours left before curfew now to go see her. So why not just spell them all? Why not make it so I am Queen of the Universe and have the 3 boys kissing my feet? Surely then I could spend all my time meditating. I could be at peace, my soul one with the universe, if I just whipped up a few spells. It is easy enough to do especially since I am the one cleaning up after them. There are plenty of opportunities to get hair after my husband gets out of the tub and I also have baby teeth from my boys. So, linking them to a spell is the easiest part for once. Linking is usually is the hardest part because you need the essence of the person you are spelling to be present in your circle. I usually use dolls and ask the petitioner to give me hair. Then I ask for all their information except their Social Security Number. That’s not necessary. Nor do I want them to think, I am stealing their identity(chuckle). I like my identity and am pretty attached to it actually. I let them drive me nuts because first of all I love them. Second, I will never get in the way of their free will. Unless one of my boys tried to marry the wrong girl, then I would have to. Just kidding at least for now. We are not that far into our journeys for that just yet. ****(Not finished from here. I ran out of all that free time the hubby thinks I have.) Witchcraft isn’t make believe. It can have effects long after the anger fades. The only cursing I do is under my breath saying cuss words. Although sometimes I want to turn them into a Stepford family I know better. Thank Goddess!!