Who done it? AND WHY?

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There was a blogger that turned orange.  No one really knew why the color orange was picked.  Many bloggers have a theory of the reason, but no one knows for sure.

This blogger believes that the orange color was from the many years of blogging while eating cheetos.  Cheetos will turn you fingers orange.  I believe that the blogger was so addicted to blogging, that they didn't even have time to stop and wash their hands.

As the weeks went by, with endless Cheetos and blog posting.. every part of their body was touched.   My only concern was the day that the bloggers pee turned orange.  I really can't figure that one  out,, so I asked my fellow blogger    (you're next)  what their theory was...

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Damn you QUEENIE

I am sure you are all familiar with the Queen, This blog is a bitch session about what that HAG woman did to me.....


 Any body who is a nosey bitch anyone has a face book, right? Yep so do I (cuz I think I am SOMEBODY)!  And I have  a friend who is the Queen of all that is bad and Evil.....

Well the Queen likes to play the games......as do I.  One day I see this post on my wall begging somebody to play this new game.....Queenie needs friends to level up, and Oh, this is her FAVORITE game....blah, blah, blah....

DAMN ME !! I fell for it....she said "you don't have to play, just set it up so I have a neighbor so I can level up".

So ok, the game looked a bit interesting, so I played....just a little bit......You see Queenie was already like 26 or so levels ahead of me, no chance there, just let her keep on going.....

Next thing I know I am HOOKED! Fucking addicted to this God forsaken game!!!! I am talking 5 hours a day.....7 days a week!!

I am now level 37 and moving on up..... and Queenie...well...The Bitch QUIT PLAYING !!!

How fucking stupid is that!! So now I figure, if I beg others to be my neighbor and use the same hook line, well maybe...just maybe.....

I can give up that fucking addiction.....Like I don't have enough of them on my own! I certainly didn't need that kind of help from a FRIEND!!

And I am so not buying the fact that she now has 3 real life jobs to occupy her time.....No way in Hell she is getting out of this one..... the blame is all hers and I did nothing but try to help a friend!!

the way I see it, I'm a thinkin' I may have to trick her into meeting me half way between her place in Kansas and my place in Nebraska for a weekend of drinking, and , and, umm..... FUN!!!! Maybe I can get her to "drunk blog".....then you would all  pee your pants see how evil she really is!

And let this be a lesson to one and all.....NEVER, I repeat, NEVER help a friend on Facebook!!!

BEER ASSULT

SHIT, DAMN AND HELL !! Where have I been for the last 5 months??? Out of my mind that's where!

Hubby is on his last year of this Damn union job, the one that gives him an extra paycheck every month causes him so much stress..... so much stress that the extra paycheck he gets (that is NOT part of the household funds), well it goes to the local liquor store. Yea to the tune of $14 a day!

I ask him if he was going to miss his beer when the job is no longer his, and he said "nope". Um... What the hell does he think? Does he believe I am giving him that kind of money from the household funds? Does he think he wont be drinking it any more? I chose not to find out just yet.......

But I don't think I can do this much longer...... You see after a 12 pack a night, he proceeds to go get into MY new bed, (yea the one I had to have after I broke my neck in order to sleep pain free) and crashes into a coma! A coma of the brain mind you, not a coma of the body!!  2 hours later I go in and roll him over so I can get the covers that he is so adamant about laying on TOP of.....put a 4 ft body pillow between us, another pillow on top of that.....and one under my head. Should be good for the night right? WRONG!!

I have gone from getting kneed in the back and elbowed in the head to......wait for this shit.....

You are never going to believe this......

The elbow now lands OVER 2 fucking pillows to land in my FACE!! The knee in the back, well the pillow protects the back.....but it is not fucking BRICK...so he rolls right on over them and plops happily on my face....smothering me in the mean time! Thankfully I have the will to survive!! I can usually slither off the side of the bed, roll his ass back over and rearrange that fucking pillow wall......and manage to hold my breath while doing so.....Have you ever smelled sleeping beer breath? That shit will traumatize you for life if it doesn't kill ya!

And hell no I am not giving up my bed.......I will move it to another room someday while he is working and put a lock on the fucking door!! Maybe I will let him have the futon that's in the dogs room Better yet, I think I will keep my room and put him in the room with the dogs beds.....Let him fight the Saint for the futon in there.....I can just see waking up with his ass curled up in the dog bed and the Saint stretched out on the futon!!!!  Oh that would so be picture time!!

In the mean time.....I will get my 2 hours of sleep a night and endure the headaches and body aches until I am to wore out to continue......

Oh, the Love of my Life.......

Staying Home!!

I did it! I finally did it! I put my foot down!

I told the Hubby I did NOT want to go out of town again this weekend.
We have as much work done as we can possibly do until the day of the auction.....

And MOTHER NATURE AGREES !!

 And YES, I got up and shoveled that shit just for the shitty ass parents that bitch kids to get to the door today....WHY?

So the parents could call me 45 minutes AFTER they were to be here and let me know they were not coming! BAH! I could have slept in......

But, we are staying home!! 12 weekends away from home in a row.....I am so ready to chill, but alas that won't happen either...

I am rearranging my entire house!! Anyone can come help, but I may not remember it until after the holidays....heheh, I stocked up on Vegas Bombs!

 OH YEA !!

A big hello to Mrsblogalot ! Great blog you got over there.....And if you check out my reading list you will see I have added a few new ones

Gypsy Nurse  and  this  one made me laugh......Go check out Andy and tell her I sent you!

Vegas Bombs are Flowing Freely

FML.......Yep, that's about all I have to say right now........
For those of you who have not been keeping up with the saga here.....get off your lazy ass and read the last few entries on here we are trying to prepare a house and all its contents for auction. In a relatively short amount of time....

And see how as this house is not in the same town as we are, it makes for tough working on the weekends...EVERY weekend!

So while there are 8 kids, 5 are only interested in ransacking the house....1 lives very, very far away, 1 lives 20 miles away, and we live 150 miles away. So every weekend we have several of us here. We decided that it was best to work on one room at a time.....NOT!! Those other 5???? Well they go to the office go through all the desk drawers, take out what they want, go to the next room, ransack the closets, take what they want, go to the family room, haul out a few boxes.......TO THEIR VEHICLES.....and go home. Leaving their hurricane aftermass to us to clean up...

Ummm, the Auction is November 7th, leaving us to push every minute we have to be ready. Now the realtor wants to have open houses.....Okay, I undertand the need for that. But now I am left with 3 days to have the house ready for an open house~~~ FML....right?

My SIL gets this bright idea.....She says "Hey how about you and I both take the week of the 12th through the 17th off and we can stay here at the house and work and get it all ready?" Good idea...I had to work on Monday, but cleared the rest of the week, okay we can do it in 4 days, no problem. Wrong...She has to work Monday and Tuesday, both 12 hour days. Okay I will come up Tuesday night, we can still do it! No she wants to wait now til Wednesday morning to start.......Oi Vey! Ok....Will do.

I get up early today, drive 2 hours to get here. She had just arrived, we are ready to start. Work good for 2 hours.....Oops, she has to stop for lunch......at 3:00 she grabs up her stuff and says "come on, I have to work and you can hang out at my house with my hubby tonight, we will come back in the morning."

All I could do was stare at her and think WTF??

I told her no and so far this afternoon and evening, I have all the curtains washed and rehung, windows washed, all the upstairs walls washed,ceiling fans and light fixtures cleaned. Got the office cleaned out, 3 desks emptied, sorted and boxed. Carpet vacuumed and half of it shampooed. One bedroom completely finished and carpets done in there. Still want to get the upstairs bathroom done tonight and finish boxing up the kitchen. Tomorrow I can start on the downsatirs. I say "I can start" because guess what??? Yep she has to work tomorrow too! I should have just came up Monday night. If I am staying here alone I might as well have got the whole week of quiet time and physical exercise!

But I did bring enough Vegas Bombs to last the entire week.....for two!

Anyone want to come share??

P.S. What size batteries does the Queen need? (heheheh)

BLAH

Some days it just doesn't pay

To try and help you along life's way.

Why is that you dare to say?

Someone will surely have to pay.

I think you woke with your brain confused

Did you forget to turn off snooze?

Your thought process is set on cruise

I think that  it's from to much booze!

Find your glasses, read the fine print

For it is there you will find the hint

That surely will show his true intent

Is nothing more than your wallet to dent.

If you must do it your way

Go ahead is all I can say.

For in your bed you'll have to lay

And I will get last laugh today!

When your feathers he starts to pluck

And you begin to feel your failing luck.

Remember that I told you to duck

And you to told me to take a flying F***

Some days it just doesn't pay

To try and help you along life's way.

 I am not a poet........yes I know it.......

if you don't like it.......BLOW IT !!

WHERE DOES IT END

I am so glad to see everyone getting back into blogging!! Makes my morning coffee so much better with good reading, except of course when I spit my coffee at my monitor and keyboard......Thanks for that Queenie.

We are still busy going out of town every weekend.....I am really tired of that already, I don't think the work will ever be done.

T has been so busy being his Mom's Personal Representative that he really has not had time to grieve at all....it is wearing hard on him and we all know what happens then.....yep, shit runs downhill and I have to catch and bag!

He has decided to put both houses, the car and all personal property into an Estate Auction......He says it is not worth the money to list the properties with Realtors, run ads for everythng......He does not want to take care of two empty houses all winter. Can't say that I blame him there.....

But where so we draw the line??? Ma had a good chunk of change in investments and stocks (not enough to let me be a SAHM unfortunately), the two houses combined are worth a little over 200 grand. The car books for 16,400, and then we still have the property in Branson to try and get rid of.....UCK! A time share no less!!

We did take all of the dress clothes hanging in all 5 closets to the local YMCA, thought it would be nice to help those women dress for success! And donated both newspaper subscriptions to the public schools, all the magazines and craft items went to the local Veterans hospital. And believe it or not.....

Ma had been saving empty prescription bottles for 3 years!!!  WTF??? is all I could think of......then I found out that those bottles get reused for Veterans!!!!!  What a great idea to help cut the costs of their meds!! Yep those got donated too.

So we choose to auction every thing and take a financial loss on all of it basically.....Except that there are the 5 step brothers......they are to share in the sale of the small house.....they don't want to auction it. Nor do they want to be responsible for it while it sits empty. 4 of the 5 are closer than we are! But according to Ma's will, Tory has to sell it in a timely manner.

What the hell is timely??

How long should he wait?? I have never had to go through anything this extensive, any ideas or thoughts would be helpful.... But bring them on quickly......
I been scratching my head so much it is starting to bleed and my branin is oozing out!!!!

For now I think I will just keep on drinking...... CHEERS!