Who Am I?

Big Ray (aka, my husband) and I have a little inside joke we often share. We often joke about not knowing who the heck we are. It started about 4 years ago when he called Capital One to verify that his credit card payment had been received. As is routine when calling various companies, the rep proceeded to verify the account information. Well, my husband verified the address, telephone number, date of birth AND his mother's maiden name. However, having gotten all this info correct, the rep informed him that the SSN he provided was not what was on the account. Mind you, this account was about 4 months old at this point and this was not the first payment to be made nor was it the first time Big Ray had called in to verify receipt of payment.

Anyhoo, to make a long one a little shorter, the rep continued to insist that Big Ray had the wrong SSN (although he personally applied for the account and had verified this info several times before) and Big Ray never did find out if the payment was received. For a long time after that, whenever I would ask him something he'd jokingly ask me how the heck should he know since he doesn't even know who the heck he is and how could he possible know anything since he spent 4 months paying for some other guy's credit card.

So...to answer my own question of Who Am I? I think I am KeKe, a 30 something y.o. mother of 2-CC, my smart and very talkative 9 year old and Mighty Man, my intelligent, handsome, and very strong 8 year old . I think I am married to Big Ray and I think I like watching Court TV. Beyond that, I am not so sure at times. I know that I feel every persons life has a purpose and a meaning. I feel everyone was put here to contribute something. I just need to figure out MY purpose. I hope that journaling will help me with this. If not, at least this is my chance to ramble about things that are of interest to me. I am sure Big Ray appreciates the break.