grow up...maybe not

I've realized recently that I'm a grown up...I know what you're thinking...I'm 27, obviously I'm a grown up, but thats not why I'm grown up.

The other day, I took my 2 youngest to the park that I wanted to have Connor & Lukey's birthday party's at...I changed my mind as soon as I stepped out of the car, when I could smell pot coming from every direction..."shannon, how could someone as sweet and innocent as you, know what pot smells like???"  Lets not pretend here, we all know the truth..I know what it smells like, and I know that there was a LOT of it.  The reason I say I'm old is, I chose not to have my son's party's there because of it.  I didn't want my kids around it...and I didn't want their friends there around it either...

On the other hand, there are some things that I don't think I will ever grow out of...dancing with no music, singing out loud just because I can, singing loudly in the car, dancing around the living room every time I hear the songs I love, being who I am inside...the part of me that few people get to see...that part that I wish I could show more often.

I also realized today, that I would NEVER change anything that has happened in my life....NOTHING!  Not that it was all good, or bad, or great, or terrible...but it made me who I am now.  I love where I grew up, I know a lot of people who don't like it there, but I can't imagine going to a different school, or having different life experiences, or exposures to things.  I seriously love everything about it right now...must be the meds.