STALKERS !!!

GASP !!! I have stalkers and I haven't even blogged for over a year.....Don't like my humor?? Don't read me!!

Guess They Have To Wait Some More......

OMFG!!!!!

Just checked the mail and got two checks back that we sent out last week!!!!

Seems while my dingbat, drunk ass hubby was writing out Estate checks to his sisters he forgot one little detail.
and neither of them know how to fix it themselves.......

HAHAHA.....He forgot they were fucking MARRIED.....that's right folks, he made out checks to his sisters using their MAIDEN  names!!!!!

What a Fucktard!! Seems they had a little trouble trying to deposit them without proper ID!!!!  

So while I sit here laughing my ass off, I am trying to come up with a way of holding this one over his head for a veerryyy long time!!

I GOT NOTHIN'

I guess it has finally happened.....I am out of words.....

 everyday I sit down thinking I am going to blog, and every day the same shit happens....


I GOT NOTHIN'

What the fuck is going on with my damn enter button?? I hit enter and go back to the beginning of the previous line???? That would make for some fucked up reading...I would even believe I am crazy then....


I got the daycare kids down to 2 part timers....my goal was to get to ZERO!!! I need a break.

With 2 part time kids I started cleaning house...No, I mean CLEANING OUT THE HOUSE!!

I finally had time to go through it all one room at a time, finally would get around to having that rummage sale I was thinking about 6 years ago! Kids get your shit or it's gone!!

I am down to 3 rooms left.....but somehow I now have 5 FULL TIME KIDS AGAIN !!! How the hell did that shit happen???? I can tell you how it happened.....

Seems the only time I am really good at telling people to FUCK OFF is after a 4 pack of Red Bull.....with one ounce Vegas shots, ummm, 4 Bombs to a can of Red Bull.....my math says that after 16 Vegas Bombs I can tell anyone to fuck off and leave me the hell alone!!

So now I have kids all day, naughty ones at that!! 3 rooms of the house not gone through yet...kids home from college.....and a planned rummage sale on June 19th. FML....

I somehow don't see it happening on time...all because I didn't drink on the day I needed to have the will power to say NO!!

So here I sit reading all the blogs out there in blog land that make me laugh and spit fucking coffee on my keyboard ( thanks guys, I just had to get a new one), and thinking "I should blog again".....so I hit NEW POST........ and hours later close out of it....CUZ I GOT NOTHIN'!!!!

So here's the deal......I need Vegas Bombs EVERY day so I can tell this fucking parents to fuck off and leave me alone, I don't want any more kids for a while.....so this is what I need:

1. Crown Royal.....
2. Peach Schnapps....
3. Coconut Rum....
4. Red Bull....
5. Ciggies....
6. And a swift kick in the ass, cuz this bitch is ready to get back to.........

                                                 yea, I am ready to wear it proudly again!!
                                                     
                                                 

She Really Tagged Me!!

Queen of  WTF got me good....I think she is tired of me not blogging very often.....
She tagged me....

Sooooo here's what you do:

1. Go to your photos files and select the 8th photo folder.
2. Select the 8th photo in that folder.
3. Post that photo along with the story behind it.
4. Then challenge 8 blogging friends to do the same by going to their blog and telling them "Tag You Are It!"

3 days of non stop drinking at state pool tournament. This was the game we were playing and if you love to drink and have never tried it...well your missing a shit load of fun...
a few pics later in this same folder are pics of people mooning everyone! Not me you idiots!!! I was BEHIND the camera!!!

Now let's see who I can tag.....

Thinking about Daffy

Sharing in the heartfelt pain of a fellow blogger.....


Daffy, we are all thinking of you and your family and sending prayers and good thoughts and wishes your way


(((HUGS)))

Who done it? AND WHY?

The posts are random... adult language is a must...we will now return you to your regular scheduled bullshit! On another channel..

Copy, paste in your blog..and use the linky thing.. stay in order please!

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...

You are next.....
click hereto enter

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!

For All of Us Who have ever Grieved

Don't tell me that you undestand
Don't tell me that you know.
Don't tell me that I will survive,
How I will surely grow.

Don't tell me this is just a test,
That I am truly blessed,
That I am chosen for this task,
Apart from all the rest.

Don't come at me with answers
That can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass
That I will soon be free.

Don't stand in pious judgment
Of the bounds I must untie,
Don't tell me how to suffer,
And don't tell me how to cry.

My life is filled with selfishness,
My pain is all I see,
But I need you, I need your love,
Unconditionally.

Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry,
And say, "my friend, I care."

Author: Joanette Hendel

Anything for Ma

As many of you know....I have always said I have the greatest in laws evah!!

And who knew that 2 short years could make such a difference in someone's health.....

Well we lost one of those great people last month.....hubby's ma passed away.....left an unrepairable hole in our hearts.

Ma always told us she was the World's Greatest Procrastinator...and she was right!!!
For the last month we have been shredding receipts and canceled checks from 1984 to present!
And it will take us a very long time to get every thing done.....

I have a few things to say to ma, so excuse me while I write her a letter........


Dear Ma,
We love and miss you very much....would you please come back and finish the tasks you had started, well not really started yet, but planned on doing some day? You know how you said that when you inherited grandma's house that you were getting rid of all her "stuff" except heirloom pieces? Well, I would never call you a liar, but you really procrastinated that one! Really Ma? Her clothes are still here! You decorated the house with all your own things....around hers!

Remember when you lost your husband 8 years ago? Ma, he had 5 sons! I know at the time you were not ready to give them his things, I know you wanted him with you still. You missed him...but Ma! we are now going thru his clothes, collectibles, personal items......Ma, you still have his TEETH!

Remember how you promised us kids that you would have everything clearly lined up for your death? Ok, I understand that one......you didn't feel well enough to do those things.

You told us your Will was very specific.....yep.....gotcha! you named a Personal Representative. Good job Ma.......Guess who has to walk him through every step? Every decision? Every appointment? And yes, every phone call? You knew I would, you depended on me, and you know I will be there every step of the way.

Now would you please give me a little more guidance than the Damn lamp playing.......
or at least hit the medium setting on the lamp once in a while so I could chalk it up to a short in the damn thing? Because I can't get it to jump from low to high to low and back to off without going through the medium setting also!

And leave the radio alone!!! I know you always had it on, but I shut it off!!! Please leave it that way! My heart breaks every time I walk into the room and it turns itself on.....

But guess what Ma? I am still learning from you!! 1. A single person does NOT need a 5 bedroom house....it is to easy to fill up! 2. Rental houses do not need to be 4 bedroom for extra income, that is a whole family we have to move out to sell that house! 3. Yes there were a total of 10 siblings between the step, biological and other side of the family...and yes everyone was so amazed that all 10 were present at your funeral, but yep, there is always one that has to be an Ass, and guess what? you were right when you told us which one it would be!

Ma, I love and miss you so much!!!!! And I am a strong person and I know you have always depended on that from me, but damn it......This is the biggest challenge you have given me yet....I only hope I have the strength to do it right, and see to it that the kids all stay close after it is all done!

With All my Love,
Your First and Most Favorite Daughter-in-Law

P.S. Where is the loan papers on the car? And would you send us a buyer for your 2007 Camry with only 6600 miles on it?? yea, the one in the garage that you didn't feel well enough to buy plates for...... :(


And a big Thank You to all those who have sent cards, messages and kind thoughts and words through all of this!

Long Month

Wow it has been a busy month.......

Our Vegas trip was wonderful, but wayyy to long! 8 days in Vegas will wear anyone out! The good news is that we won enough money to gamble on for the whole week on the first day we were there. That is always a plus!

Bluesfest was awesome.....4 days of camping with great friends and fabulous music!

I have pictures somewhere, will try to find a couple to add at the end of this blog....

And for those of you who know the Queen.....well, I had to do her a favor and flip off all of her ex family that showed up at Bluesfest......how was I to know who they all were????? Had to think on that one, but I figured out a way to make sure they all knew her sentiments......Think I got it??

Vegas trip picture

Hope you all had a Great July, I know I did!

Nope, I haven't forgotten about blogging! I have been so busy.......

My youngest earned the right to compete at Nationals for Phi Beta Lambda, so we have been getting him ready for his trip to Anaheim. He left this morning, and I am hoping he does well and has fun! Soon it will be time to pack him up for College and he is going to Wayne State this year, so I will officially be the "empty nester".

I have always thought I would be glad when my kids were grown because Hubby and I could do the things we wanted to do then......but damn every weekend this summer has something going on....oh yea, it's the things we want to do!!!!

The Fourth of July is fast approaching and that is one of our biggest holidays of the year. So we are getting every thing ready for that.

Currently we are in the middle of Nebraskaland Days, so we went to 2 concerts, 2 rodeos, a roping practice, and golf this week.....See, I told you we have been busy!

We still have to make a trip to see MIL this weekend, then run an over night trip to the lake for Father's Day, Next weekend is the Hubby's Birthday, so we have some celebrating with friends to do then, the following weekend is July 4th, the next weekend we will take the camper and go to Bluesfest for 3 days.

Got the idea yet??? Well there is more!

Family camping trip with the kids and grand kids, week and a half in Vegas! And ending the summer the last weekend in August with hubby's 30 year class reunion!

But I will get back to share all of our excitement......so hang with me guys......

Ok, I have OFFICIALLY decided it is time to get my fat old lazy ass in gear and back into shape!

I can keep up with four grand kids at the park, 8 daycare monsters children at home, in the yard or at the park. But two dogs kick my ass???? WTF?

I ask everyone in the house to go for a walk with me and take the dogs......BAH....that's not happening!

But they are so full of energy and I haven't had time to take them to the bark park to run!!! I know... my fault.

In the summer I like to walk them, in the winter I am lazy and just haul them to the local bark park and let them run....no manners there, just go do as they please.....when they are wore out I load em up and bring em home. Easy-Peasy.

Sooo, time to think about this....I could go for 2 walks, and take them one at a time.....NAH. Bad idea, if I go out the door with one I would not have anything more than kindling wood for a front door when I got back. And I really have no desire to replace my front door.

Ok you lazy assholes family members....I WILL DO IT MYSELF! Yea, I can be a baby when I don't get my way at times. Who doesn't?

Now before I tell you about my adventure with walking the dogs, I have to tell you a little about them......

Ozzy (So named because he has the attention span of Ozzy Osbourne) is Great Dane/Australian Shepperd cross. Weighs in at just over 100 pounds. he is my ADD dog, no, take that back...ADHD fits him better.

Schatzi ( Such a sweet heart) is lazy, laid back, likes to lay in your lap kind of dog. She is a one year old (barely) Saint Bernard. At her one year check up she weighed in at 135 pounds.

Now, keep in mind that they have not been on leashes since last summer, and with them being young that is not so cool I have decided.....

I have taught my dogs obedience....in the house, in the yard all is good. They do listen and do as they are told. Ummm.....I think we need to work on wide open spaces.....

Those little fuckers forgot my voice....forgot who the Alpha Leader was.....and begged me to take them to the fucking local animal shelter!!!!

They were so excited when I pulled out the leashes and Gentle Leaders. Oh yea, I can should be able to walk them both with the Gentle Leaders.

They sat perfectly still while I got them all prepared to go. Out the door we head....all is well. They are loving this and so am I. I am so awesome walking down the street with over 200 pounds of dog.....

5 blocks from home.....Ozzy spots a cat! And he's all like "Ummmm, Mom look there's a critter for me to play with!!!! What is that thing? It is so little and so fast! Mom, I gotta go, gotta go, gotta go!"

About that time....The Gentle Leaders collar snaps apart and now I am hanging on to him with just the leash, yea I was smart enough to hook the leash on his regular collar and the Gentle Leaders collar.

Command time....he knows his commands.....OZZY, STAY!!!
nothing
again.....OZZY, STAY!!!
again, nothing....

Oh, but SURPRISE, Schatzi loves that command.....PLOP goes her fat ass.

So now I have one trying to drag me across the street to get a cat that I have no idea where it went....And one that has decided she is tired and want s to STAY.

Ever try to get a donkey off his ass and lead him when he doesn't want to go? While trying to hold a horse on a lead who wants to run?

Yep, I am sure the whole neighborhood got a good laugh.....at my expense!

Hey, But I am not one to give up!!!! I am not a quitter, I tell myself that I am getting them to the car and hauling them both to the local animal shelter and dropping them off. I am so pissed off.
No, I was more than pissed.....

Now I barely have Ozzy's leash in the tip of my fingers....I have to do something and fast! I could not let him get away from me! Think Damn it! think!

I drop Schatzi's leash and use my free hand to grab Ozzy. ummm, by the ear!
Grabbed his big ass tail with the other hand...GOT HIM! He is going nowhere.....I straddle him like a horse and squeeze with my knees to hold him......get him so that he is once again at least hearing me....at this point he realizes that he is in deep shit......BAD OZZY

He lowers his head and drops to his belly on the ground......ashamed of his actions.

I am so exhausted that I plopped my lazy ass on the ground with them....

Ok, I am calling home and telling Hubby to come get us with the car......

SHIT, Where the fuck is my cell phone??
At home, go figure.....fml.

So I am sitting on the sidewalk with both dogs, talking to them....yep, the whole neighborhood is watching. Not helping mind you...watching.

What a conversation:
ME: Ozzy what the hell were you thinking?
O: Mom, what was it? I want one!
ME: Ozzy, (in my most patient voice) We need to go home now. Can you be a good boy?
O: MOM, I WANT ONE!
ME: Ozzy pay attention to me.
O: (with his ears standing straight up and tail going crazy) MOM, I WANT ONE !
SCHATZI: This is cool, I like laying here......
ME: Ozzy, Look at me, we have to go home now and you HAVE TO BE A GOOD BOY, okay? Can you do that?
SCHATZI: Hey Oz, doin good man, keep it up so I can rest a while okay?
ME: Okay guys, time to go.

I stand up, replace Ozzy's Gentle Leader and give them command.....HEEL.

HaHaHa.....Ozzy sits up, Schatzi stays laying on the ground.....again....fml.

I finally convince Schatzi that we have to go and we make the 5 blocks home without further incident, thankfully.
We got home and get in the house, Hubby has the balls to asks me where we went that took and HOUR AND 8 MINUTES!
When I told him we went 5 FUCKING blocks and back he laughed his ass off, went and got treats for the dogs and told them how good they were!!!

For a while I will be walking, lifting weights, and walking the dogs one at a time!!!! Mr. Laughs-His-Ass Off can replace the door!

When they are trust worthy, I will take them both at one time again (call me stupid).
Until then the neighbors will have to humor themselves at someone else's expense!

Yes, I Stole This

Yes, I stole this from something circulating via E-mail, But ya know what? I absolutely love it! It is 100% true and I am not a poet. I could not write a poem if my life depended on it. Thankfully there are those who can and do, and are willing to share them with us brain lazy people who don't even care to try it!

Happy Mother's Day to my children and my hubby, without them I would not have such a wonderful day of forcing them all to be my slaves being treated so special!

Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn' t worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.



Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn ' t want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn ' t stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much..
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom,
I didn ' t know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body..
I didn ' t know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn ' t know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn ' t know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn ' t know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom .

UGGGHHH SCHOOL ADMIN SUCKS!!!

What is the first thing you think of when a male teacher or administrator takes a female child away from school in their personal vehicle without parental permission?

Would that thought be different if it were a female teacher with a male child?

Keep in mind that I am referring to GRADE school children.....What is the thought now???

If an administrator has a Doctorate are you required to call them Dr. or is Mr., Mrs., Miss okay?

Looking back, I see a few mistakes made on both sides..... I did not address her as Dr......my mistake.

Taking my grandson, Sir Talks-a-Lot, out of school without permission....her mistake.
In her personal vehicle......her mistake.
To his home and going inside the house when no one was home.....her mistake.
On more than one occasion....her mistake.

Now I can be a reasonable person, when it comes to me....When it comes to my children or grand kids....not reasonable....

Lucky for her I was not the one handling the situation. Para stepped in.....not sure that was good either, but she thought it through.....

She called the principle ask her why she did it and ask her not to do it again.....

The FREAKING woman called her petty and told her it was no big deal....her mistake.

So Para called the School Superintendent, told him of the happenings and ask him to talk to Dr principle. He said "No big deal".....His mistake.

Pissed off Para + her child's well being = Police Department

Report taken seriously by them! The Officer entered the school and let Dr. Principle know that IF she left the school with child again, charges would be filed. If she entered home again uninvited, charges would be filed. IF she stepped on said property, charges would be filed.

Pissed off Dr. Principle + revenge = Child Protective Services

3:20 P.M. and they show up at the door!!! Para told them to make themselves at home, she was leaving to pick up kids from school!

Turns out that 3 weeks before this all happened Sir Moves-a-lot had a split lip, Nurse ask him about it, checked with Sir Talks-a-lot and deemed the boys were playing and it happened. never told mom that they were even concerned about it. 3 weeks later that's the excuse for CPS!!!

Well, CPS worker would not confirm that it was the good Dr that called it in, but she did tell Para how to file harassment charges with the court against the caller.....and sent a letter of dismissal of complaint..... makes ya go hmmmmm, right?

So here goes Granny Nanny to the school.....Spittin Fire....First person I see, yep Sir Talks-a-lot...he begs Grammin not to go in there. he says there is only a couple weeks left and he does not want to deal with her. Smart kid.....I didn't have bail money anyway!

Guess we will have to wait and see the outcome!

How would YOU handle this situation???? WITHOUT a SHOTGUN???

YIPPEE, ITS HAPPENING!!!!

Okay, so you all know about my brother coming to live with me.....I have to tell you all that I am so happy! He has done well. Learning quickly how to clean, cook, do laundry and be self sufficient (still working on keeping money on hand).

We are still working on social skills, but they are coming along nicely. He has learned how to control the relationship with his mother without giving up on it. He is now able to keep her guilt trips and button pushing to a bare minimum, he is ok with hanging up the phone when she tries, and he is controlling his anger very well.

So the next logical step is.......YEA, I am so excited......yep, we found him his own apartment!!!!

Imagine my surprise when he comes to me with "Sis, will you help me move?"
HELL YEA, I will! And will do it happily! The last 5 months have been a blessing in disguise for me, but let me tell you, this is a happy moment in our lives!!!!

So this weekend I will be busily helping him move, set up and decorate his own place.

Come Saturday evening.....I told the son he has to endure my celebrationleave the house and not come home til the next day, as I will be celebrating by dancing nekkiddrinking Vegas Bombs and ok, what the hell, I may even dance nekkid in my UNshared home, unless someone comes to drink with me!!