SISTERS!!!!!!! SWEET!!!!!!!!!!

For over 22 years I have been searching for my biological mother off and on. Sometimes seriously sometimes casually but it was always on my mind.
I tried going to the highschools in the area and looking at yearbooks for a blonde female with the right last name. I emailed the librarians (and some students) at all the highschools in ventura county and asked them to look thru their yearbooks for me. I tried petitioning the adoption agency and courts. I posted on lots of adoption search and find sites on the internet. OnceI went to the LDS family center to look thru their records. I even took a 4 hour ride on a train once to go to someones house to look thru their copy of the birth certificates on microfilm.

So how did I finally find them? Talk about simple. I wrote a letter from my adopted mother to a judge in Ventura County asking for all of the court documents pertaining to the adoption of my adult child. Then I had my mom get it notarized and mailed it off. 3 weeks later I had a copy of all the court documents including the ones that my biological mother signed! When I wrote to the same court a few years back I was told the records were searled. DUH!

The paperwork showed up while my family and I were on vacation in California for Christmas. So I actually got it on New Years Eve when we got home. By New Years Day I was fairly certain that we had found the right person in Las Vegas, Nevada. Patricia suggested that I let her call first and smooth the way for me. And as excited as I was I was also terrified so I told her to go ahead. So for 7 days I waited impatiently as Patricia called and called but got no where. Finally on January 8th I could take it no more and wrote a short letter to the lady telling her who I was and who I thought she was, with all my contact info and I sent it FedEx priority overnight. The next morning when I got to work I tracked it and knew as soon as it had been delivered. Then I just held my breath waiting for my home to ring. Well good thing I can hold my breath for a long time because my phone didn't ring until lunch time! I can only guess at the chaos I caused in her world that day!

I'll never forget that first phone call! My cellphone rang and it said Las Vegas next to the number, I knew who it was and almost couldn't answer it. What do I say? How should I answer it? Should I let it go to voicemail in case its bad news and then call back if its good? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA the Stress! Finally after a couple rings I just opened it and said "This is Jane..." The voice on the other end said "Hi Jane this is Stepheny" My heart felt like it was gonna explode! I asked "So did I find the right person?" and I finally heard the answer I have been waiting over 20 years for "YES!" I almost cried.

But then I really didn't know what to say and to be honest I don't remember alot of the rest of the conversation. But I do remember the part that changed my life the most. Stepheny said something about my 2 sisters being there at her house right now and I said "I have 2 half sisters?" She said "Oh... no, Your father was Elliot (Butch) McDowell and we got married 6 months after you were born and had 3 more kids together before we split up. You have a younger brother and 2 younger sisters." NO SHIT! SWEET, I always wanted a sister and now I have 2!

So then my youngest sister Cindy got on the phone and we haven't stopped talking yet! We either talk or text everyday.

From the surf to the snow

So a little more about background. I grew up in Oxnard, California.

Which in case you don't know is between Santa Barbara and Los Angeles along the coast. I started surfing and bodyboarding when I was 7 and was still doing it a couple times a week minimum up until the day I moved. I am what I like to call a free form Pagan. I don't follow any one religion or god. I follow my own path and believe that each person has their own path to follow also. Don't try to detour me from my path and I won't try to detour you. I respect everyone's right to believe or NOT believe whatever they want as long as they are not hurting anyone else.

Do as you will but harm none, ya know?

Right now I live in Idaho Falls, Idaho. I know huh? There are a lot of Mormons here. I like the Mormons myself. I especially like their rule of not doing any business on Sundays. That rocks, the stores are only 1/2 full, same with the movie theaters and if I let fly with an expletive no one will give me stink eye! NICE! Idaho is very different than Cali. Did you know that people here wave at each other, and with all five fingers too! That took getting used to. After learning to drive in Cali when I go to wave a hand at someone while driving my hand just seems to want to only want to throw one finger up. I dunno, it's a reflex! You really don't want to flip any one off here, because chances are you will see them again within a week. There are only about 50,000 people in this town. Complete strangers will strike up a conversation with you in line at a store or sitting at the park. It also snows! But I can start my car and leave it running and unlocked in the driveway and it will run out of gas before someone steals it! LOL

Except, I found out that I hate the snow!

What the hell?

Hi! I'm Jane, I am married and have 3 beautiful kids (I know everyone says that, but I really do, I'm not saying all three of them are extremely smart or the best looking kids in town but they are all 3 excellent people that I am proud to know!) I've got issues and thought that a blog might be a good way to lay it all out and see if it helps me work all this crazy shit out.

I love sex and talk about sex alot and I cuss, so if that offends you now would be a good time to stop reading my blog!

Prepare to be shocked! I have been married to the same guy for almost 17 years and he is the father of all three of my kids. Not only that we still like each other. What can I say the sex is frequent and great. Not to mention my husband is cute, sweet and nice. They do say that opposites attract. Let me tell you, his nickname for me is evil, mean and nasty! I'm sure it's just his way of saying the sex is frequent and great! LOL

It has been 1 year since I found my biological family. My life has been really weird since January 2008. No seriously, more weird than usual and although I would like to say it's not my fault. It really is, but then again I'm not sorry either. It has also been more fun, and exciting.

So the thing is, I was adopted at birth. I was adopted by a really nice family and was raised very upper middle class with an older brother who was also adopted. My dad was a teacher and mom was a nurse and my big brother wanted to be a police officer from a very early age. We went to the beach, went camping every summer, ate dinner together every night as a family, had a family game night, and went on yearly vacations together. Really nice family, I didn't fit in!

I tried, they tried, I love them, they love me, but I'm just not one of them, I never was. My adopted brother fits in as if he was their natural child, but not me. I always felt like an alien. I always knew I was adopted, my mom and dad never tried to hide it or anything and always told me they would help in any way I wanted if I ever wanted to search. I started searching when I was 18. But that's a blog for another day.

I am still amazed on a regular basis how much alike I am to my biological family, and not just in the obvious physical ways. But all kinds of stuff. Like all the women in the family are sex fiends just like me! Blew my mind when I found out that we are all a bunch of horn dogs. If I gotta have something that runs in my family, well, THAT ROCKS! I have always been really sexual. I discovered masterbating at a very early age. My parents growing up were always very prudish, but loving.