Blood letting my life

Learning new websites. You know I never figured out reddit, come on is that not confusing to you? I haven't figured out Blogger but I guess I have to right? This is where I want to share. I feel like my parents on facebook. You know the old people or the people that have been in prison long before facebook? Those people that make a new account all the time because they don't know the internet, they do not know how to retrieve a password. You know , come on you know one of "those". My dad took  to the internet pretty well.... (when he started using emojis it was unsettling) also he didn't know that his friends could see things he liked. My daughters told me. " I  can't be friends with papa it freaks me out " Yes my dad is the dirty old pervert. He presses LIKE on all the girls bent over in bikinis, if you can even call them that . My mom.....She is slowly not learning facebook. She does this thing, you know what it is. She makes a group chat not knowi

This is my first post....well kinda when signing up I realized I had an account talking about dreadlocks back when I had....well dreadlocks. I have many different things I want to talk about, I really don't want to scare anyone away....if you come for a crochet pattern I made and read about my poly life with my husband and boyfriend. Don't think my crochet is effected by 2 sexual partners. I have to laugh at that. Maybe I should just go straight to that out of the gate.... but maybe not. Maybe I should talk about the challenges of raising teens and having an adult daughter...empty nesting. I know what you are thinking, empty nesting at 35. Do the math, I will be talking about later. Maybe this should be venting about my husband's obsession and how I have 42 snakes most of them venomous when I am so scared of snakes. I could talk about pugs. I could talk about metal or mental illness. ( I meant to put mental but I typed metal, funny I guess because I could talk about metal