Article from local paper:
TACOMA -- A court hearing is scheduled next month to determine whether a 9-year-old boy who ran away from home and talked his way onto two flights to Texas may be charged in a car theft and police chase.
Semaj Booker, whose determined effort to get to his grandfather in Dallas made national headlines earlier this month, appeared briefly Monday before Superior Court Judge John A. McCarthy, who ruled there was probable cause for a hearing in the car theft case.
The boy is accused of stealing a neighbor's car on Jan. 14 in Lakewood, a suburb south of the city, and leading police on a chase at speeds up to 80 mph on State Route 512 before the engine blew.
Unable to find a juvenile detention center to accept the boy because of his youth, police returned him to his mother, who reported him missing the next morning.
He was detained that night, Jan. 15, in San Antonio, where he managed to fly from Seattle with a plane change in Phoenix after giving Southwest Airlines agents a false name and claiming to be 12 years old.
The court case concerns charges of second-degree car theft and attempting to elude a pursuing police vehicle, both felonies, and driving without a valid driver's license.
Under state law, a child 8 to 11 years old is presumed to be incapable of committing a crime unless prosecutors prove he understood what he did and knew it was wrong. McCarthy scheduled a ''capacity hearing'' to answer those questions for Feb. 12.
The boy remained in the custody of his mother, Sakinah Booker, but the judge ordered that he remain under constant adult supervision, be kept home except for attending school and not drive any motor vehicles.
April Kettner, whose car was stolen, attended the hearing and said afterward that the vehicle remained inoperable and impounded.
''I would just like to see them held accountable for what he's done,'' Kettner said
So.. this is open for discussion..
Im mixed on this.. I think a few things need to happen here
First and for most, this child needs to understand that for every action there is an effect.
That when you do a crime, of any form regardless of the severity, there are consequences.
However, at the age of 9, does this child understand any of this?
I realize alot is dependant upon the childs understanding, meaning does he have the intelligance to understand right from wrong.
At the age of 9, one would hope that he has the basic fundementals to understand right from wrong, but what about his home life?
Is it stable?
Loving/caring enviroment?
understanding?
Taught the basic priniples of life?
Do not steal! ( this is already proven to be null)
Do not lie (again.. proven to be null as the boy lied multiple times at the airport)
Treat others as you wish to be treated.
Be respectful of yourself and others, to both your person and to others belongings (do I need to say it?)
So forth and so on..
In another of news reports, the mother stated how proud she was of her son. Proud? Proud of the ingenuity her son showed.. ok... I can sort of grasp that..but not really.. how embarrassing as a mother to have a child who has no care for others around him.. to show to the world that your parenting skills are so lacking that your 9 yr old steals/lies & cheats.
What type of child will he grow up to be?
Or.. do you feel that this child is crying out for help?
After all... other reports state, all he wanted to do was get to his Grandfather who lives in Texas.
So.. open up for forum..
what are your thoughts on this matter?
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
Monday... things
I really dont have much of anything to post.. so I will post random items
1) Company holiday party Saturday night.. way after the holidays..
which I guess is ok... so anyhow... it was in T-Town at the Glass musuem, which was nice looking at all the blown glass sculptures. To recap the evening really quick..
a) I had to dress up.. skirt, heels, makeup, hair, nylons
normally this wouldnt be a bad thing.. but I dont dress up for work.. and I guess I had forgotten how much effing trouble it is to attempt to get all "gussied" up... and my feet still hurt :(
b) Suppose to be there by 7, didnt get there until 7:30, which not to bad, still got a nice table.. but not w/those I really wished to sit with..but they were still sociable people.
c) The food sucked!!!! But.. there was an open bar
d) I drank them out of rum.. and I didnt get drunk.. cuz there wasnt that much rum
e) My picture was taken.. holy shit Im fat!!!
f) My feet hurt
g) I never did get drunk
h) we left early, as my friends husband was bored.. and didnt want to be there any longer, and since I road w/them.. I kind of had to go...
which in itself was kind of a bummer, cuz the band was just starting and I wanted to kind of stay and socialize.. but.. I guess it's a good thing we left.. because we got back to her house........and well..........................................................................................
dinner didnt stay in my tummy!!! :(
2) Havnt heard from not so smart daddy.. which is fine.. whatever.. either he doesnt remember how to turn on his computer and check his email.. or.. he didnt understand what I wrote.
3) Im going to kill the dogs!!!! We have English Mastiff's the really huge drooling, giant, road block of a dog.. (we raise, show & breed) one of the bitches is in heat.. and the male is going INSANE!!!! picture 210 lbs of dog attempting to smash thru the door!! oh yeah.. it's been fun, I cant wait until that kennel is built.. finally got the funding.. yeah!!!!
4) I was just informed my tire is flat on my car :( yeah.. fun.. niiiiice
5) My coffee taste's funny...
6) Im hungry.. but.. the pics from the party, made me realize.. Im not so pretty anymore, Im starting to look like the good year blimp, think Jenny Craig would pay me to loose weight like they did for Kristie Alley? 2 things would be accomplished, I would loose weight and get money, 2 things I want and need badly!!
7) My son is 13, and is hormonal and if he doesnt straighten up Im gonna either end up in Western State or prison..
8) I found some old friends I went to high school with on myspace... it was fun to re-connect and chat and see how they are doing.
9) I think my fish is dying.. I have a betta on my desk at work, he's 4yrs I think, which is old for a betta.. his name is Bitchy Big Hair.. but, I think he's gonna be heading down that swirling pool of water soon. That saddens me!
10) My hands are dry... my lips are chapped, and my nose is clogged..
Its' gonna be a great day.
Peace!!!
1) Company holiday party Saturday night.. way after the holidays..
which I guess is ok... so anyhow... it was in T-Town at the Glass musuem, which was nice looking at all the blown glass sculptures. To recap the evening really quick..
a) I had to dress up.. skirt, heels, makeup, hair, nylons
normally this wouldnt be a bad thing.. but I dont dress up for work.. and I guess I had forgotten how much effing trouble it is to attempt to get all "gussied" up... and my feet still hurt :(
b) Suppose to be there by 7, didnt get there until 7:30, which not to bad, still got a nice table.. but not w/those I really wished to sit with..but they were still sociable people.
c) The food sucked!!!! But.. there was an open bar
d) I drank them out of rum.. and I didnt get drunk.. cuz there wasnt that much rum
e) My picture was taken.. holy shit Im fat!!!
f) My feet hurt
g) I never did get drunk
h) we left early, as my friends husband was bored.. and didnt want to be there any longer, and since I road w/them.. I kind of had to go...
which in itself was kind of a bummer, cuz the band was just starting and I wanted to kind of stay and socialize.. but.. I guess it's a good thing we left.. because we got back to her house........and well..........................................................................................
dinner didnt stay in my tummy!!! :(
2) Havnt heard from not so smart daddy.. which is fine.. whatever.. either he doesnt remember how to turn on his computer and check his email.. or.. he didnt understand what I wrote.
3) Im going to kill the dogs!!!! We have English Mastiff's the really huge drooling, giant, road block of a dog.. (we raise, show & breed) one of the bitches is in heat.. and the male is going INSANE!!!! picture 210 lbs of dog attempting to smash thru the door!! oh yeah.. it's been fun, I cant wait until that kennel is built.. finally got the funding.. yeah!!!!
4) I was just informed my tire is flat on my car :( yeah.. fun.. niiiiice
5) My coffee taste's funny...
6) Im hungry.. but.. the pics from the party, made me realize.. Im not so pretty anymore, Im starting to look like the good year blimp, think Jenny Craig would pay me to loose weight like they did for Kristie Alley? 2 things would be accomplished, I would loose weight and get money, 2 things I want and need badly!!
7) My son is 13, and is hormonal and if he doesnt straighten up Im gonna either end up in Western State or prison..
8) I found some old friends I went to high school with on myspace... it was fun to re-connect and chat and see how they are doing.
9) I think my fish is dying.. I have a betta on my desk at work, he's 4yrs I think, which is old for a betta.. his name is Bitchy Big Hair.. but, I think he's gonna be heading down that swirling pool of water soon. That saddens me!
10) My hands are dry... my lips are chapped, and my nose is clogged..
Its' gonna be a great day.
Peace!!!
Monday, January 22, 2007
Dear Not so smart Daddy
Letter to my son's father.. concerning him thinking he's being so smart.. as to not give his son his birthday present, all because, his son decided to spend his birthday.. the way he wanted to..
Dear Dumbass:
I spoke with K-Man last night, he informed me of your decision of not giving him his birthday present , that he instead has to earn it back.
Showing a child his birthday present and then not allowing him to have it, just because you are upset at him, is pretty rough. With his foot surgery, K-Man has been through an awful lot lately and many of the things he likes to do have been "taken away" through no fault of his own.
He made a poor choice, to which he has apologized for, but you basically just taught him that you don't forgive. And that your love is something that is earned, not given freely.
He shouldn't have to earn your love or your forgiveness.
As you certainly can attest, being a parent is about the ups & downs of raising children. Sadly, he will disappoint you from time to time, either with bad grades, lack of judgment, immaturity, or speaking w/out thinking. This is all part of growing up and we will continue to work with those issues as they come up .
K-Mans view is that you don't trust him, nor forgive him for his mistakes.
If you expect K-Man to meet a certain level of expectations, you will have to assist in reaching the levels you are setting. A gift is just that.. a gift, and children are gifts, to be cherished..
On this line is the women in your life... I was trying to get K-Man to open up the evening the two of you showed up, however K-Man doesn't feel he can speak to either of you, because you hold things over his head, and because you don't forgive, and get upset with him when he doesn't attempt to explain how he feels.
However, The women in your lifes condecending tone can be upsetting to him as are the little guilt trips about not coming and visiting. She is always complaining to him about him not coming up, or not calling . But K-Man says that he has to stay in his room in the mornings until either of you are out of bed and that it is cold because the heat is never turned on .
The comment was made by the women in your life the evening you two showed up, " that the two of you refuse to entertain K-Man. " Granted, he can find things to do on his own, however he comes to visit YOU, to spend time w/YOU... things do need to be done w/him... talking to him, playing a game, watching a movie, he is 13, doesn't always make the correct choices, and still does need some supervision.
Last concern.. your Mother.... I realize your Mother is his Grandmother, however, if she does not cease on the religious talk and the "damning" aspects of life, she will push K-Man so far away, he wont ever want anything to do with her. As is now, he doesn't even like to spend long periods of time w/Your Mother due to her preaching at him. When I try to speak to her about this, I make no progress . So.. its up to you to handle that ... or.. she wont have a Grandson, not because of me, but because K-Man doesn't want to hear it.
She is not his mother, and therefore, it is NOT her responsibility to inject religion into his life.
I continuously tell K-Man to use his words w/all three of you, but he continuously explains to me, that he can't. He doesn't feel you listen to him, nor does he feel that you would even take anything he says into consideration. He has feelings, he has thoughts, he has opinions ----He is now a 13 year old boy.
Instead of making him feel guilty for not spending HIS birthday with you, feel appreciative over the fact you have a son, who does want to spend time with you and make the most of it .
I wrote this not to start an issue but simply because your son was hurt by the actions of the last weekend--it is important to me that we give K-Man the best life he can have and teach him the best values we can.
Its been a tough end of year with the foot surgery--I am trying to keep his spirits up the best I can, and hope you will assist with that....
Your Bitchy Ex (as Im sure that's exactly what he will take from it)
Dear Dumbass:
I spoke with K-Man last night, he informed me of your decision of not giving him his birthday present , that he instead has to earn it back.
Showing a child his birthday present and then not allowing him to have it, just because you are upset at him, is pretty rough. With his foot surgery, K-Man has been through an awful lot lately and many of the things he likes to do have been "taken away" through no fault of his own.
He made a poor choice, to which he has apologized for, but you basically just taught him that you don't forgive. And that your love is something that is earned, not given freely.
He shouldn't have to earn your love or your forgiveness.
As you certainly can attest, being a parent is about the ups & downs of raising children. Sadly, he will disappoint you from time to time, either with bad grades, lack of judgment, immaturity, or speaking w/out thinking. This is all part of growing up and we will continue to work with those issues as they come up .
K-Mans view is that you don't trust him, nor forgive him for his mistakes.
If you expect K-Man to meet a certain level of expectations, you will have to assist in reaching the levels you are setting. A gift is just that.. a gift, and children are gifts, to be cherished..
On this line is the women in your life... I was trying to get K-Man to open up the evening the two of you showed up, however K-Man doesn't feel he can speak to either of you, because you hold things over his head, and because you don't forgive, and get upset with him when he doesn't attempt to explain how he feels.
However, The women in your lifes condecending tone can be upsetting to him as are the little guilt trips about not coming and visiting. She is always complaining to him about him not coming up, or not calling . But K-Man says that he has to stay in his room in the mornings until either of you are out of bed and that it is cold because the heat is never turned on .
The comment was made by the women in your life the evening you two showed up, " that the two of you refuse to entertain K-Man. " Granted, he can find things to do on his own, however he comes to visit YOU, to spend time w/YOU... things do need to be done w/him... talking to him, playing a game, watching a movie, he is 13, doesn't always make the correct choices, and still does need some supervision.
Last concern.. your Mother.... I realize your Mother is his Grandmother, however, if she does not cease on the religious talk and the "damning" aspects of life, she will push K-Man so far away, he wont ever want anything to do with her. As is now, he doesn't even like to spend long periods of time w/Your Mother due to her preaching at him. When I try to speak to her about this, I make no progress . So.. its up to you to handle that ... or.. she wont have a Grandson, not because of me, but because K-Man doesn't want to hear it.
She is not his mother, and therefore, it is NOT her responsibility to inject religion into his life.
I continuously tell K-Man to use his words w/all three of you, but he continuously explains to me, that he can't. He doesn't feel you listen to him, nor does he feel that you would even take anything he says into consideration. He has feelings, he has thoughts, he has opinions ----He is now a 13 year old boy.
Instead of making him feel guilty for not spending HIS birthday with you, feel appreciative over the fact you have a son, who does want to spend time with you and make the most of it .
I wrote this not to start an issue but simply because your son was hurt by the actions of the last weekend--it is important to me that we give K-Man the best life he can have and teach him the best values we can.
Its been a tough end of year with the foot surgery--I am trying to keep his spirits up the best I can, and hope you will assist with that....
Your Bitchy Ex (as Im sure that's exactly what he will take from it)
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
I got nothing!!!
I have nothing to report people
I have no life
It's home
Work
Kids
their lives
that's it..
repeat
My son went thru his surgery just fine.. he's mending well
My daughter is doing great.. except for her 30 yr old attitude..
but, she's figuring out that even if her head spins around and she
has projectile coming out of her nose.. she still isnt gonna get what she wants.
I have NO love life.. hell..I dont want love.. I would just like to get laid!!!
but yeah.. that aint happening either.
Im on a diet.. cuz Im a fat ass.. maybe that's why Im man less..
but Im a nice person..
Im not unattractive..
Oh well..
Maybe this year will bring something good...
Peace
I have no life
It's home
Work
Kids
their lives
that's it..
repeat
My son went thru his surgery just fine.. he's mending well
My daughter is doing great.. except for her 30 yr old attitude..
but, she's figuring out that even if her head spins around and she
has projectile coming out of her nose.. she still isnt gonna get what she wants.
I have NO love life.. hell..I dont want love.. I would just like to get laid!!!
but yeah.. that aint happening either.
Im on a diet.. cuz Im a fat ass.. maybe that's why Im man less..
but Im a nice person..
Im not unattractive..
Oh well..
Maybe this year will bring something good...
Peace
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Remember When:
My Mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread mayo on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we didn't seem toget food poisoning.
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too.
Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting ecoli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light re flectors, I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now. Flunking gym was not an option...even for stupid kids!
I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
Speaking of school , we all sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches.
Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations. We were told to go outside and play, that ment, staying outside and finding things to do, climb trees, play ball, roll in the dirt. Not come back in in 5 min and tell your parents there is nothing to do!
Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $149 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall Sandy from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that?
We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were obviously so duped by so many social ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!
How did we ever survive?
Happy New Year everyone..
nothing really to tell..
just another year.. but this one, will be a good one!!!!
Hope you enjoyed my Remember when!!!
Peace
My Mom used to defrost hamburger on the counter AND I used to eat it raw sometimes, too.
Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I can't remember getting ecoli.
Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.
The term cell phone would have conjured up a phone in a jail cell, and a pager was the school PA system.
We all took gym, not PE... and risked permanent injury with a pair of high top Ked's (only worn in gym) instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light re flectors, I can't recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now. Flunking gym was not an option...even for stupid kids!
I guess PE must be much harder than gym.
Speaking of school , we all sang the national anthem, and staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention. We must have had horribly damaged psyches.
Remember school nurses? Ours wore a hat and everything.
I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself.
I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or 270 digital TV cable stations. We were told to go outside and play, that ment, staying outside and finding things to do, climb trees, play ball, roll in the dirt. Not come back in in 5 min and tell your parents there is nothing to do!
Oh yeah... and where was the Benadryl and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!
We played 'king of the hill' on piles of gravel left on vacant construction sites, and when we got hurt, Mom pulled out the 48-cent bottle of Mercurochrome (kids liked it better because it didn't sting like iodine did) and then we got our butt spanked.
Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10-day dose of a $149 bottle of antibiotics, and then Mom calls the attorney to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.
We didn't act up at the neighbor's house either because if we did, we got our butt spanked there and then we got butt spanked again when we got home.
I recall Sandy from next door coming over and doing his tricks on the front stoop, just before he fell off. Little did his Mom know that she could have owned our house. Instead, she picked him up and swatted him for being such a goof. It was a neighborhood run amuck.
To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that?
We needed to get into group therapy and anger management classes? We were obviously so duped by so many social ills, that we didn't even notice that the entire country wasn't taking Prozac!
How did we ever survive?
Happy New Year everyone..
nothing really to tell..
just another year.. but this one, will be a good one!!!!
Hope you enjoyed my Remember when!!!
Peace
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
The weather outside was frightful...
Branches a blowin'
Power lines' a swingin
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Power out Thursday evening...
lost it around 11 pm
BRRR... it was cold....
lines down on both sides of our house
A transformer taken by a huge mean Pine.
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Temps dropped into the low 20's
Ice forming on windows
House temp... 42
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Finally, found a generator
Ate out alot, Casino's have generators
Won an extra $100
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Sleeping fully clothed
Sweats, hoodies, gloves, hat
Socks... I hate things on my feet when I sleep
Let it blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Monday 7:00 PM
What's that I hear?
Whats that noise?
OH MY GOD!!!
Happy Dance... for Electricity...
No more Blow, No more Blow, No more Blow!!!!
One good thing came about w/the power outage..
I got all my X-mas shopping done and all wrapped!!!!
What else was there to do but shop in the warm stores???
Peace
Branches a blowin'
Power lines' a swingin
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Power out Thursday evening...
lost it around 11 pm
BRRR... it was cold....
lines down on both sides of our house
A transformer taken by a huge mean Pine.
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Temps dropped into the low 20's
Ice forming on windows
House temp... 42
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Finally, found a generator
Ate out alot, Casino's have generators
Won an extra $100
Let it Blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Sleeping fully clothed
Sweats, hoodies, gloves, hat
Socks... I hate things on my feet when I sleep
Let it blow, Let it Blow, Let it Blow
Monday 7:00 PM
What's that I hear?
Whats that noise?
OH MY GOD!!!
Happy Dance... for Electricity...
No more Blow, No more Blow, No more Blow!!!!
One good thing came about w/the power outage..
I got all my X-mas shopping done and all wrapped!!!!
What else was there to do but shop in the warm stores???
Peace
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Dear Santa.....
One more.. to all the mom's/dad's/grandparents/or all that understand!!!
Dear Santa,
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited their doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground.
I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store. I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.
If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only beheard by the dog.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it beingserved in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
It would be helpful ifyou could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back.
Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come inand dry off so you don't catch cold.Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.
Yours Always, MOM...!
P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children happy, healthy and always believing.
Dear Santa,
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited their doctor's office more than my doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground.
I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles, and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.
Here are my Christmas wishes:
I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store. I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.
If you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, "Yes, Mommy" to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting "Don't eat in the living room" and "Take your hands off your brother," because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only beheard by the dog.
If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it beingserved in a Styrofoam container.
If you don't mind, I could also use a few Christmas miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
It would be helpful ifyou could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Well, Santa, the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and my son saw my feet under the laundry room door. I think he wants his crayon back.
Have a safe trip and remember to leave your wet boots by the door and come inand dry off so you don't catch cold.Help yourself to cookies on the table but don't eat too many or leave crumbs on the carpet.
Yours Always, MOM...!
P.S. One more thing...you can cancel all my requests if you can keep my children happy, healthy and always believing.
Random thoughts
It's Wednesday.. had no power this morning..
wind storm... uuugghhh... I can not function w/out a shower.. and coffee..
Was suppose to start a new diet this morning.. but, it says no coffee on my diet.. WTF?
So.. needless to say, I didnt start my diet.... I couldnt even shower..
I feel like Im not really here.. I feel "dirty" Im not.. I took a P T A bath..
w/the cold ass water...
My S N L (sis in law) has a large mass growing in side her.. no, she's not prego..
but they dont know what it is.. it's the size of a small nerf football... attatched to her liver.
She went in for a biopsy (sp?) yesterday.. please pray it's not cancer...and it can just be removed.. she has 5 kids... I cant take care of 5 kids if God forbid something drastic was to happen.. plus my 2.. that's 7.. Western State here I would come!!!!
My son is having surgery on Monday... he has cyst's forming between his growth plates on the top's of his feet, it's causing him loads of pain. Please send drugs for the Mommy.. so she doesnt have a nervous breakdown when he comes out of surgery and he start being whiny.. (cuz that's what he does when he's not feeling well) he will be on good drugs.. so maybe he wont be to whiny..
how about you send drugs so I dont kill his "fathers" other half.. as they have decided they need to be there... Oh God, grant me the strenght to do the things that I KNOW I should not do!!!
What else....
yeah.. nothing
Peace
wind storm... uuugghhh... I can not function w/out a shower.. and coffee..
Was suppose to start a new diet this morning.. but, it says no coffee on my diet.. WTF?
So.. needless to say, I didnt start my diet.... I couldnt even shower..
I feel like Im not really here.. I feel "dirty" Im not.. I took a P T A bath..
w/the cold ass water...
My S N L (sis in law) has a large mass growing in side her.. no, she's not prego..
but they dont know what it is.. it's the size of a small nerf football... attatched to her liver.
She went in for a biopsy (sp?) yesterday.. please pray it's not cancer...and it can just be removed.. she has 5 kids... I cant take care of 5 kids if God forbid something drastic was to happen.. plus my 2.. that's 7.. Western State here I would come!!!!
My son is having surgery on Monday... he has cyst's forming between his growth plates on the top's of his feet, it's causing him loads of pain. Please send drugs for the Mommy.. so she doesnt have a nervous breakdown when he comes out of surgery and he start being whiny.. (cuz that's what he does when he's not feeling well) he will be on good drugs.. so maybe he wont be to whiny..
how about you send drugs so I dont kill his "fathers" other half.. as they have decided they need to be there... Oh God, grant me the strenght to do the things that I KNOW I should not do!!!
What else....
yeah.. nothing
Peace
Monday, December 11, 2006
To Be Fair..
To be fair I should post about my son's sperm donor too...
He's just as worthless as the other one..
Although he at least pays his child support, of course.. he's still waaaaaay behind
but.. I guess I will give him some kudos, as he's at least trying...
However, the small boy child just got off the phone w/his "father" and informed me that
Daddy dearest is purchasing an Ipod.. you know.. the really expensive one so he can download books on tape so he can listen to them at work..
hmmmm... me in my rashness, starts spewing words of discrimination against his lovely father
I know, I know bad Mommy.. Bad Bad Bad..
but damn it!!!
Small boy child has medical bills & Ortho dental bills coming out the wazzu.. and the courts stated that he not only has to pay child support but also half.. (that's 50%) of his medical/dental bills too.. and do you think he's paid any towards those???
If you guessed No.. your so smart!!!
Now.. I understand it's also my responsibility.. and hence why he pays 50%... because that's what I agreed to in court.. bringing our son into the world was both our decision. We BOTH agreed to his care. I am a firm believer in the issues between the sperm donor and me.. are just that.. between he and I.. our son is NOT brought into the middle..
Very rarely do I ever say anything negative about his sperm donor to him.. and I know and realize I should NEVER say it.. but well, not all of us are perfect, from time to time I do tend to slip up and when I do, it's a whopper..
So.. needless to say... I slipped (it's that damn red hue of anger, maybe I need some counseling)
and well anyhow.. I stated that his "father" was..... well it doesnt matter what he is..
but it wasnt nice.. at all... and I thought the small boy child would get all upset, so I apologized immediately
and well.. do you know what he said....
He said.. I know Mom... relax.. he's a dumb ass.. we have known that for years!!!
(insert open mouth astonishment)
Out of the mouths of babes
Ok.. so.. do I get upset because my son just cussed to my face..
Or.. do I acknowledge to him that... he's allowed to his opinion... or is it his opinion?
Ok.. I looked at my son.. told him I loved him... and that was going to take a bubble bath
and I needed some time alone.
He gave me a hug, told me he loved me.. and to enjoy...
Yeah.. He's 13.. he still loves me.. and he hugged me..
No payments to his bills, he buys shit he doesnt need when he should be paying for things more important...
but you know what.. I got the boy.. he loves me.. and he gave me a hug...
I get the better deal... I have the better deal...
The bills will be there.. forever.. alls well....
Peace
He's just as worthless as the other one..
Although he at least pays his child support, of course.. he's still waaaaaay behind
but.. I guess I will give him some kudos, as he's at least trying...
However, the small boy child just got off the phone w/his "father" and informed me that
Daddy dearest is purchasing an Ipod.. you know.. the really expensive one so he can download books on tape so he can listen to them at work..
hmmmm... me in my rashness, starts spewing words of discrimination against his lovely father
I know, I know bad Mommy.. Bad Bad Bad..
but damn it!!!
Small boy child has medical bills & Ortho dental bills coming out the wazzu.. and the courts stated that he not only has to pay child support but also half.. (that's 50%) of his medical/dental bills too.. and do you think he's paid any towards those???
If you guessed No.. your so smart!!!
Now.. I understand it's also my responsibility.. and hence why he pays 50%... because that's what I agreed to in court.. bringing our son into the world was both our decision. We BOTH agreed to his care. I am a firm believer in the issues between the sperm donor and me.. are just that.. between he and I.. our son is NOT brought into the middle..
Very rarely do I ever say anything negative about his sperm donor to him.. and I know and realize I should NEVER say it.. but well, not all of us are perfect, from time to time I do tend to slip up and when I do, it's a whopper..
So.. needless to say... I slipped (it's that damn red hue of anger, maybe I need some counseling)
and well anyhow.. I stated that his "father" was..... well it doesnt matter what he is..
but it wasnt nice.. at all... and I thought the small boy child would get all upset, so I apologized immediately
and well.. do you know what he said....
He said.. I know Mom... relax.. he's a dumb ass.. we have known that for years!!!
(insert open mouth astonishment)
Out of the mouths of babes
Ok.. so.. do I get upset because my son just cussed to my face..
Or.. do I acknowledge to him that... he's allowed to his opinion... or is it his opinion?
Ok.. I looked at my son.. told him I loved him... and that was going to take a bubble bath
and I needed some time alone.
He gave me a hug, told me he loved me.. and to enjoy...
Yeah.. He's 13.. he still loves me.. and he hugged me..
No payments to his bills, he buys shit he doesnt need when he should be paying for things more important...
but you know what.. I got the boy.. he loves me.. and he gave me a hug...
I get the better deal... I have the better deal...
The bills will be there.. forever.. alls well....
Peace
Friday, December 08, 2006
Aunt F.. bitch bitch bitch!!!
Im irritable!!!
Its my right... Im a female..
and P M S has SET IN!!!
Oh yeah.. I could just rip off someone's head, and shit down there neck, screw the head back on, pat them on top of their wee little noggin, and send them on their merry fucking way..
Gawd I hate it when I get like this..
I soooooooooooooooooooooooo wanna lash out at someone..
Just argue, and be really really mean!!!!
But I wont..
Im trying to calm myself.. Oh.. Im fucking trying!!!!
Excuse me.. phones ringing.. one moment please..................................................................................................................................................
Stupid mother fucking, dumb ass, ignorant, asshole!!!!
Oh..your life is so fucking hard isnt it.. your screwed????
Your Screwed? How dare you tell me how fucking screwed you are..
Why dont you try raising two kids, on your own, with no fucking help from their sperm donors.. Oh wait.. YOUR ONE OF THE SPERM DONORS.. and you have paid me $20 mother fucking dollars in 10 fucking years.. and your screwed???!!!!!
I have gone w/out so much in MY life.. because my children come first.. and you want to complain to me that your screwed????
Well.. let me think about this.. your 36 fucking yrs old, cant hold a job for no longer than 6 months.. living on someone's couch, trying to get everyone to buy your poor me act.
Well I got something for you.. (insert middle finger here)
I dont want to hear how your screwed.. why dont you try paying one of these dental bills, or buy your daughter some clothes, or pay for her dance class, or put some food on her plate, comfort her when she's sick, discipline here when she acts up, get time off work to accompany her on a field trip at school (cuz all the other parents do) buy her some new shoes, take her to the Dr when she breaks out in a rash, and get the meds to stop the itching. Explain to her why we cant afford all the items she wants. And if your really up to it.. why dont you explain to her, why you dont love her. Cuz let me tell you, she ask's me that one alot..
Mommy.. why doesnt may daddy care about me, like the other daddy's do...
yeah.. NIIIIIICE!!!!!
Your fucking screwed..
you know what you are.. and the reason is because I got the better part of your life. MY daughter... whose loving, kind, & caring... Who is going to make something out of her life and be someone.. regardless of the piece of shit father she has...
Yeah.. your right.. you are screwed!!!
(sorry for all the bad language.. but.. Im pissy.. can ya tell??)
Peace.. (Im trying to find some)
Its my right... Im a female..
and P M S has SET IN!!!
Oh yeah.. I could just rip off someone's head, and shit down there neck, screw the head back on, pat them on top of their wee little noggin, and send them on their merry fucking way..
Gawd I hate it when I get like this..
I soooooooooooooooooooooooo wanna lash out at someone..
Just argue, and be really really mean!!!!
But I wont..
Im trying to calm myself.. Oh.. Im fucking trying!!!!
Excuse me.. phones ringing.. one moment please..................................................................................................................................................
Stupid mother fucking, dumb ass, ignorant, asshole!!!!
Oh..your life is so fucking hard isnt it.. your screwed????
Your Screwed? How dare you tell me how fucking screwed you are..
Why dont you try raising two kids, on your own, with no fucking help from their sperm donors.. Oh wait.. YOUR ONE OF THE SPERM DONORS.. and you have paid me $20 mother fucking dollars in 10 fucking years.. and your screwed???!!!!!
I have gone w/out so much in MY life.. because my children come first.. and you want to complain to me that your screwed????
Well.. let me think about this.. your 36 fucking yrs old, cant hold a job for no longer than 6 months.. living on someone's couch, trying to get everyone to buy your poor me act.
Well I got something for you.. (insert middle finger here)
I dont want to hear how your screwed.. why dont you try paying one of these dental bills, or buy your daughter some clothes, or pay for her dance class, or put some food on her plate, comfort her when she's sick, discipline here when she acts up, get time off work to accompany her on a field trip at school (cuz all the other parents do) buy her some new shoes, take her to the Dr when she breaks out in a rash, and get the meds to stop the itching. Explain to her why we cant afford all the items she wants. And if your really up to it.. why dont you explain to her, why you dont love her. Cuz let me tell you, she ask's me that one alot..
Mommy.. why doesnt may daddy care about me, like the other daddy's do...
yeah.. NIIIIIICE!!!!!
Your fucking screwed..
you know what you are.. and the reason is because I got the better part of your life. MY daughter... whose loving, kind, & caring... Who is going to make something out of her life and be someone.. regardless of the piece of shit father she has...
Yeah.. your right.. you are screwed!!!
(sorry for all the bad language.. but.. Im pissy.. can ya tell??)
Peace.. (Im trying to find some)
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Tis the Season... blah blah blah
Normally Im not a huge Holiday cheer person. This year really isnt all that different. Why?
Well Im the believer that this is not Jesus day of birth, however, I understand this is when we celebrate the day of his birth. The real problem is, is that the true meaning of Christmas has been lost!
What is the true meaning of Christmas, again, it's all in your perception and your beliefs.
To me,
Christmas is about love, kindness, giving, generosity & caring.
However the retail world, makes it all about want want want.. give me give me give me.
It's more about the bottom dollar amount than about who you spend the time with. What you do for your community. What you do for your friends & family.
My children will be learning a valuable lesson this holiday season, they will assist me in dishing out sleeping bags to the homeless, food at the shelters, and a food drive Im holding at work for our local Senior Center. There presents will not only be materialistic, but what they give to our community also,to those that have LESS than we do. It will not just be about what's under the tree for them. But the life lessons under the tree this year, and the years to come, will be what they will learn from. Grasping the true meaning of Christmas will be on our agenda. They are old enough to learn that life is not all happy colors, but dark hues of the under world, the side of poverty that luckily has not touched us............. yet!
I wish you all Happy Holidays.. Whether it be Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanza or what ever your traditions and beliefs carry you from day to day.
Peace
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
I got's nothing!!!
I got's nothing to talk about today.
Sad huh.
Nothing.. no ramblings rolling around in my head
Dont get me wrong.. there is always things rolling around in my head.. but nothing that is making any sense at the moment....
Anger.. it's on the outter edges again... so much so that Monday night the red hue was extremely close and was trying to grasp me. My son & daughter both looked at me and asked if I had a bad day. That snapped me back, it was like cold water being thrown in my face.
So I sat in my recliner, watched TV and talked to no-one. My poor little ones.. having to deal w/me when I get in those moods. Luckily they are older and they understand that I too have bad moments.
Other than that.. nothing..
Christmas is upon us..
Im getting closer to the shopping being done..
Wow my kids are greedy.. but I suppose all kids are... that's nothing new..
so.. they are not getting everything on their wish list.. I am not Bill Gates!!!
But, they will get a few of the items, like the cheaper ones!LOL
What else.. nope nothing.. my head is empty.. nothing in there
My son goes in for surgery.. 2 weeks..
It's a fairly easy operation, on the top of his foot.. should be in and out under an hr.
His sperm donor and his other half will be there. Oh.. yeah..
So Monday (my day of anger) was the pre-op appt for the small boy child.
So Sperm Donor and his live in were in attendance.. as the live in proceeds to quiz the Dr on the operation, and demands to see the x-rays.. WHO IN THE FUCK DOES SHE THINK SHE IS!!!??? Finally I had to look at her, tell her to hush up and let ME speak to the Dr.. besides, Im the one paying for it.. and Im the one who has to deal w/him for the 3 weeks that he's laid up.. not them!!
What should I expect.. they are the scum of the underbelly of Everett... (sorry to all those real people that live in Everett)
It's not HER son.. it's MY son.. and I already went thru all this w/the Dr. Pissed me right the fuck off. She wouldnt shut the hell up (just thinking about this is getting my dander up)
I went thru the 9 months 2 weeks of carrying him.. I went thru the 19 1/2 hrs of hard ass labor.. ME...not to mention putting up w/sperm donors bullshit during that time period.
Ok.. calm.. deep breaths..
relax..
sunny days.. ocean waves..
relaxations..
ok..Im better... anyhow.. where was I? Oh yeah.. so anyhow.. yeah.. his surgery is in 2 weeks.. He's worried, I was joking around with him and said that he is gonna be on drugs and feeling no pain all shall be good... they hooked my boy up.. Vicodin.. Percocet.. oh yeah.. one for small boy child.. 2 for mommy.. LOL.. IM JUST KIDDING FOLKS!!!
Ok..Im done.. Im out.. maybe more nothing's later..
Peace
Sad huh.
Nothing.. no ramblings rolling around in my head
Dont get me wrong.. there is always things rolling around in my head.. but nothing that is making any sense at the moment....
Anger.. it's on the outter edges again... so much so that Monday night the red hue was extremely close and was trying to grasp me. My son & daughter both looked at me and asked if I had a bad day. That snapped me back, it was like cold water being thrown in my face.
So I sat in my recliner, watched TV and talked to no-one. My poor little ones.. having to deal w/me when I get in those moods. Luckily they are older and they understand that I too have bad moments.
Other than that.. nothing..
Christmas is upon us..
Im getting closer to the shopping being done..
Wow my kids are greedy.. but I suppose all kids are... that's nothing new..
so.. they are not getting everything on their wish list.. I am not Bill Gates!!!
But, they will get a few of the items, like the cheaper ones!LOL
What else.. nope nothing.. my head is empty.. nothing in there
My son goes in for surgery.. 2 weeks..
It's a fairly easy operation, on the top of his foot.. should be in and out under an hr.
His sperm donor and his other half will be there. Oh.. yeah..
So Monday (my day of anger) was the pre-op appt for the small boy child.
So Sperm Donor and his live in were in attendance.. as the live in proceeds to quiz the Dr on the operation, and demands to see the x-rays.. WHO IN THE FUCK DOES SHE THINK SHE IS!!!??? Finally I had to look at her, tell her to hush up and let ME speak to the Dr.. besides, Im the one paying for it.. and Im the one who has to deal w/him for the 3 weeks that he's laid up.. not them!!
What should I expect.. they are the scum of the underbelly of Everett... (sorry to all those real people that live in Everett)
It's not HER son.. it's MY son.. and I already went thru all this w/the Dr. Pissed me right the fuck off. She wouldnt shut the hell up (just thinking about this is getting my dander up)
I went thru the 9 months 2 weeks of carrying him.. I went thru the 19 1/2 hrs of hard ass labor.. ME...not to mention putting up w/sperm donors bullshit during that time period.
Ok.. calm.. deep breaths..
relax..
sunny days.. ocean waves..
relaxations..
ok..Im better... anyhow.. where was I? Oh yeah.. so anyhow.. yeah.. his surgery is in 2 weeks.. He's worried, I was joking around with him and said that he is gonna be on drugs and feeling no pain all shall be good...
Ok..Im done.. Im out.. maybe more nothing's later..
Peace
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Thankful
I really have nothing to write about today.. so.. I figured I would do the basic.. what are we thankful for crap.
20 things Im thankful for (lets see if I can come up w/20)
1) My children (that I was never suppose to have)
2) My Family (even after all the shit I put them thru they still
3) My job
4) My friends
5) Not marrying him
6) Rescuing my dog
7) Learning the things I did, when I learned them
8) Blogger
9) Those people that came into my life, and then left when I was done w/them
10) The Rain
11) The smell after a good rain
12) Cucumber Melon body spray
13) My sex drive
14) Having my Grammy be such an important part of my life
15) My first love, w/out him I would of never given love a chance
16) Blogger
17) Quitting drugs
18) Learning the things Ive learned over the years
19) Community Youth Services (w/out them.. I would probably be dead now)
20) My co-workers for dealing w/my shit M-F... 7-5..
Damn.. that was getting sticky at the end..
Im done!! Im outta here
Happy Turkey day to all!!!!
Peace
20 things Im thankful for (lets see if I can come up w/20)
1) My children (that I was never suppose to have)
2) My Family (even after all the shit I put them thru they still
3) My job
4) My friends
5) Not marrying him
6) Rescuing my dog
7) Learning the things I did, when I learned them
8) Blogger
9) Those people that came into my life, and then left when I was done w/them
10) The Rain
11) The smell after a good rain
12) Cucumber Melon body spray
13) My sex drive
14) Having my Grammy be such an important part of my life
15) My first love, w/out him I would of never given love a chance
16) Blogger
17) Quitting drugs
18) Learning the things Ive learned over the years
19) Community Youth Services (w/out them.. I would probably be dead now)
20) My co-workers for dealing w/my shit M-F... 7-5..
Damn.. that was getting sticky at the end..
Im done!! Im outta here
Happy Turkey day to all!!!!
Peace
Friday, November 17, 2006
I feel.. ??????
I must be in need of a good cry. Do you ever feel like that? I listen to a song on the radio.. and I can feel my throat start closing up and my eyes start to water.
I was reading a story in the newspaper today, and my throat started to close up and my eyes started to water.
Listening to the DJ's on the radio talking to two sisters who have been looking for each other, for 20 yrs, and you guessed it, my throat started to close up and my eyes started to water.
On the flip side of all this sadness. Im still really fucking angry!!!
At what you ask?
So much.. and yet it's all things that I have no control over.
Tears of Anger... I need 24hrs alone by myself to just vent. Let the tears out.... allow the anger to engulf me then the depression and wait for that rare glimpse of sun that used to follow me around, and then maybe.. just maybe I will start to feel like myself again.
I tend to hide behind a smile and jokes.. making others laugh, these things normally make me feel better. But lately.. I can feel the red fingers of anger on the edges of my mind, trying to grasp me & take control of me.
Im afraid of the damage that will be done if I allow it to control me and take it's full form.
Other Things:
I got into w/a co-worker.. over something so miniscule that it rather irritated me. On Wednesday I got into work late, I asked one co-worker where another co-worker was (the co-worker I asked about is actually a friend of mine.. so I thought)
Anyhow.. Co-worker 2 came back and I asked if all was ok.. and she relays she was in a training session.. ok..no biggie.. and the rest of the day she proceeds to give me the cold shoulder and wont even speak to me. WTF?
So Thursday I ask her what her problem is.. and she states to me " I am here to do a job and Im tired of all the office BS. Im not here to make friends, I come in, I work and I dont appreciate others gossiping about me or asking my where-abouts!"
Again.. WTF?
This was via IM..
my reply to her.. after many delted responses (as Ive stated the red fingers are trying to consume me)
so.. my reply..
First.. I asked where you were because your normally at your desk, and you werent at 9:30 in the morning. I know you have been having some health issues and I was concerned.
Second.. we were not gossiping about you.. I asked.. that was that..
Third.. I do not appreciate you ASSUMING that I would talk about you behind your back. ASSUMING things does one thing.. it makes an ASS out of you.. and me.. and I dont appreciate that. In the future... how about I just dont give a shit if you are here or not!
Have a good day
She came back with the statement.. well Im over it now..
HUH? there was nothing to get over.. whatever..
So.. I guess that friendship that I thought was budding is no more.. fine.. do your fucking job....
Am in the wrong here? What did I do that was so wrong? GAWD people piss me the fuck off.. especially touchy women!!!
Other thoughts:
Yesterday at work the company thru a "mixer"
Company mixer for all the employees w/in the building to mix, eat, socialize..
food, make believe gambling tables ( I say make believe because there was no actual money involved) but there was roulette, poker, blackjack, bingo.. all in good fun.. fake money of course...
and food.. ton's of catered food.. oh.. did I mention the company provided us w/beer & wine too!!
Everyone w/in our company in order to pass background security has to be 21... so there was no issue there.. it's odd though, walking around work carrying a beer.. kind of an odd sensation!!!
Anyhow.. I didnt participate in the games.. I wasnt in the mood to socialize.. but I took them up on the free booze!!!
Another thing:
Im so disappointed w/myself... I was doing so well.. but alas... I didnt follow thru..
I started smoking again.. I know I know...
It was just mainly I would have one when I would drink.. then it was just when I was stressed..
and well now.. Im a smoker again..
however.. I dont smoke at home.. so the kids & family dont know I started again.. duh.. do I really think they cant smell it on me???!!!!
Another point of anger you think?
Ok.... I guess Im done for now..
Have a great weekend..
Peace (Im trying to find some)
I was reading a story in the newspaper today, and my throat started to close up and my eyes started to water.
Listening to the DJ's on the radio talking to two sisters who have been looking for each other, for 20 yrs, and you guessed it, my throat started to close up and my eyes started to water.
On the flip side of all this sadness. Im still really fucking angry!!!
At what you ask?
So much.. and yet it's all things that I have no control over.
Tears of Anger... I need 24hrs alone by myself to just vent. Let the tears out.... allow the anger to engulf me then the depression and wait for that rare glimpse of sun that used to follow me around, and then maybe.. just maybe I will start to feel like myself again.
I tend to hide behind a smile and jokes.. making others laugh, these things normally make me feel better. But lately.. I can feel the red fingers of anger on the edges of my mind, trying to grasp me & take control of me.
Im afraid of the damage that will be done if I allow it to control me and take it's full form.
Other Things:
I got into w/a co-worker.. over something so miniscule that it rather irritated me. On Wednesday I got into work late, I asked one co-worker where another co-worker was (the co-worker I asked about is actually a friend of mine.. so I thought)
Anyhow.. Co-worker 2 came back and I asked if all was ok.. and she relays she was in a training session.. ok..no biggie.. and the rest of the day she proceeds to give me the cold shoulder and wont even speak to me. WTF?
So Thursday I ask her what her problem is.. and she states to me " I am here to do a job and Im tired of all the office BS. Im not here to make friends, I come in, I work and I dont appreciate others gossiping about me or asking my where-abouts!"
Again.. WTF?
This was via IM..
my reply to her.. after many delted responses (as Ive stated the red fingers are trying to consume me)
so.. my reply..
First.. I asked where you were because your normally at your desk, and you werent at 9:30 in the morning. I know you have been having some health issues and I was concerned.
Second.. we were not gossiping about you.. I asked.. that was that..
Third.. I do not appreciate you ASSUMING that I would talk about you behind your back. ASSUMING things does one thing.. it makes an ASS out of you.. and me.. and I dont appreciate that. In the future... how about I just dont give a shit if you are here or not!
Have a good day
She came back with the statement.. well Im over it now..
HUH? there was nothing to get over.. whatever..
So.. I guess that friendship that I thought was budding is no more.. fine.. do your fucking job....
Am in the wrong here? What did I do that was so wrong? GAWD people piss me the fuck off.. especially touchy women!!!
Other thoughts:
Yesterday at work the company thru a "mixer"
Company mixer for all the employees w/in the building to mix, eat, socialize..
food, make believe gambling tables ( I say make believe because there was no actual money involved) but there was roulette, poker, blackjack, bingo.. all in good fun.. fake money of course...
and food.. ton's of catered food.. oh.. did I mention the company provided us w/beer & wine too!!
Everyone w/in our company in order to pass background security has to be 21... so there was no issue there.. it's odd though, walking around work carrying a beer.. kind of an odd sensation!!!
Anyhow.. I didnt participate in the games.. I wasnt in the mood to socialize.. but I took them up on the free booze!!!
Another thing:
Im so disappointed w/myself... I was doing so well.. but alas... I didnt follow thru..
I started smoking again.. I know I know...
It was just mainly I would have one when I would drink.. then it was just when I was stressed..
and well now.. Im a smoker again..
however.. I dont smoke at home.. so the kids & family dont know I started again.. duh.. do I really think they cant smell it on me???!!!!
Another point of anger you think?
Ok.... I guess Im done for now..
Have a great weekend..
Peace (Im trying to find some)
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Tag.. Im it!!!
1. What is your current age – 34
2. When is your birthday – October
3. Nationality – American
4. Do you have any pets – yep.. 6 dogs, 1 cat & a ferrett
5. Sexuality – yeah.. I have some!!!
6. What colour is your hair- naturally? blonde w/auburn highlights
7. What colour are your eyes- blue
8. What ethnicity are you - Swedish & English
9. Favourite music - I like it all..Im a mood person..depends on my mood ...
10. Favourite films – no particular favorites.. Old School like Breadfast Club, Sixteen Candles, Grease.. stupid films like that.. bring back teen memories..
11. Dating Status – Dating... Im open.. single.. and looking.. sort of..
12. Favourite book – I love to read.. anything..just put it in my hands..
13. Favourite tv show – Greys Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, CSI, Las Vegas, Two & half men, How I met your mother.. I dont know.. other stuff too...
14. Dream man – someone who fits me...
15. Dream woman – someone who fits me..
16. Can you speak any other languages – my own language is challenging enough.. thanks
2. When is your birthday – October
3. Nationality – American
4. Do you have any pets – yep.. 6 dogs, 1 cat & a ferrett
5. Sexuality – yeah.. I have some!!!
6. What colour is your hair- naturally? blonde w/auburn highlights
7. What colour are your eyes- blue
8. What ethnicity are you - Swedish & English
9. Favourite music - I like it all..Im a mood person..depends on my mood ...
10. Favourite films – no particular favorites.. Old School like Breadfast Club, Sixteen Candles, Grease.. stupid films like that.. bring back teen memories..
11. Dating Status – Dating... Im open.. single.. and looking.. sort of..
12. Favourite book – I love to read.. anything..just put it in my hands..
13. Favourite tv show – Greys Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, CSI, Las Vegas, Two & half men, How I met your mother.. I dont know.. other stuff too...
14. Dream man – someone who fits me...
15. Dream woman – someone who fits me..
16. Can you speak any other languages – my own language is challenging enough.. thanks
Monday, November 13, 2006
Rainy Weather
The Great Northwest gets it's share of rainy weather.. Im ok w/that.. Im actually one of those weird people who enjoy the rain. Rain cleans the soul, the earth, waters all the dead brown grass. Keeps our trees, shrub and plant alive.
Washes away all the dirt on the road. And I love the smell.. I cant explain it, but to me.. it's a smell of cleanlyness.
I love a good storm. Thunder & lightening.. the sounds that come and watching the sky light up.
The Pacific Northwest doenst tend to get alot of these types of storms, however when we do recieve natures rath.. she lets us have it! Over the weekend we had some thunder that sounded as if someone was standing outside my bedroom smackin a huge piece of metal w/a hammer. I have never heard thunder quit like this. The sound just vibrated thru me and then I watched the sky light up! Awesome.. I dont know how else to explain it.
Last night.. No lightening.. not in my area.. and the thunder was very minimul. However there were other elements that were just as powerful. The wind & rain were whipping about.... I could hear things crashing to the ground, I heard a tree limb fall and hit the fence. The dogs were howling, not only mine in the house barking, but I could here the coyotes outside. Or maybe it was just the wind that I heard.
Mother nature is so powerful. A force to be reckoned with in itself. She knocked our power out. Toppled a few tree's, caused a mud slide, flooding in multiple area's. And yet... she can be so beautiful too.
Yes.. Im weird. I love the rain.. I love the thunder the lightening...
It holds such Power!!!!
Peace..
Happy Monday to all!!!!
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Reno ~ BUSTED!!!!
I took a mini vacation.. paid for by my father.
Which.. in itself, is a miracle.. as daddy is a bit of a tight wad!!!
All parties involved.. my brother M his wife J
My brother B and his wife J.. (so she will be known from here on as WJ)
and my Daddy and steppen Mommy
So here is a quick run-down...
~ Friday ~
Arrieved at the Hotel around 4ish..
got in my room.. freshened up..headed on out
so I hit the Casino by 5:30...
and by 7... I was down $150..
so I decided Im just gonna drink..
and I did.. drink..
then we walked..
Thru the Elderado into the Silver Legacy
into Circus Circus.. where we all proceeded to act
like small children who were never allowed to play...
we pretty much hung out at Circus Circus for 3 hrs, playing the games
winning toys and just having an over all great time..
Headed back towards our hotel.. (Harrahs)
Bed.. by 11.. I was soooo tired!!!
~ Saturday ~
My day to sleep in...awww yeah.... and wouldnt u know it.. my beautiful blue eyes popped open at 6:30 am... lovely.. so I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep... 7:05 I was awake again... lovely..
I watched TV.. I relaxed, and finally woke my s-n-l (sis n law) J up at 9 and we headed to breakfast w/my steppen mommy....
then off for some shopping, souvenires for everyone..
ordered my first drink at 11:55, baileys & coffee.. and it was all down hill from there!!! :)
I proceeded to get fucked up (hey..I was on vacation and not driving.. ) I did however somewhere in the evening become the "Designated Walker"
I head back to Harrahs to go to my room for something.. and ran into my Daddy and bro M
we all decide.. ready for this.. yep yep yep.. lets go to the Tittie bar.. (my first experience mind you)
we head over to the Mens Club.. very tasteful if I may add, nice plush leather seats, waitress's that were dressed a little more than the cocktail girls at the casino! dim lighting, good music, the bouncers all wore dress slacks/white shirts and ties..
and the drinks were outreagesouly priced!!! until happy hour!! and Daddy, M and I proceeded to drink, and watch and talk.. and get fuuuuucked up!!!!
Daddy got a lap dance... damn that was funny shit..
and M.. well.. Im not really allowed to talk about it.. but.. lets say.. he had a great time..
somewhere w/in that time frame another male guest came over and asked me if I would tip the dancers for him, as he found it more exciting to watch other women tip then for him to do it.
Sure..what the hell.. Im game..
I took his money and tipped the dancers..
then tipped them some more..
all afternoon.. he kept giving me money to tip the dancers, then he latched himself onto me and I honestly believe he thought he was gonna get lucky w/me.. not a snowball's chance in hell!!!!
He kept asking Daddy & M if it was ok to talk to me.. as he didnt want to offend either of them..he was such a dork.. and lonely.. you could tell, such a lost look in his eyes.. poor lost little dork boy!
the little stripper girl came over.. and her and I started talking.. very nice young lady (as I found out.. damn Im old!!!) 22, graduates from college in May w/a Bachelors in Sociology...
she was paying her way thru school by stripping.. good for her.. very cute blonde.. damn she was tall.. (loved their shoes tho!!!!)
then another little "dancer" came over, and she was a nipple pincher.. she tried to pinch my nipples (as M told her I liked it... did I mentioin we were fuuuuucked up?)
nipple pincher complained my boobs were confined so she decided to put her hand down my shirt and grab my entire breast.. and pinch my nipple....
hmmm... damn her hands were cold!!!!!
the afternoon progressed...
and got more and more entertaining..
I get felt up by women I didnt know..
my face got smashed between a lovely pair of breast's.. and I didnt even get her name!!!
then she complained because my boobs were real and she had to pay for hers..
this was while she flopped my boobs outta my shirt and proceeded to feel me up..
in front of my dad & brother.. LOL... funny shit!!!
then she licked my neck and my ear.. hmmm...
time to go people..
we left the stip club about 5:30
headed back to the casino to meet up w/the rest of the fam-damnily..
and drink some more.... dinner time.. headed to a fab Japenese resteraunt where they cook the meal in front of you.. M had to be put to bed at 6:15.. trashed.. gone.. buh bye!!!
so Daddy, Steppen Mommy, B and myself go to dinner.. WJ (why the W? gotta tell them apart somehow) was back in her hotel room w/upset tummy issues.. and J.. she's a gambler.. that's all she wanted to do.. so we went to dinner.. and proceeded to drink Saki.. WOW... interesting drink.. Saki is..
a young dumb couple sat next to me.. their first date.. he and I start talking.. then the rest of the night.. he wont stop talking to me.. my bro B and Dad are like.. hey V.. he's picking up on ya..
lovely.. poor girlfriend.... so I go into bitch mode and shoot him down..
B, steppen Mommy.. and I.. are doing Saki shots.. Bonzai!!!! every shot..
uuughhh... $300 tab later.. good dinner.. from what I remember..
Daddy goes to bed.. B & Steppen Mommy and I.. head to the craps table..
I make friends w/everyone..Im such a happy drunk..
the pit Boss.. the workers.. whatever.. I proceed to yell at a group of guys who are cussing and yelling standing behind me.. "Excuse me gentlemen.. the pit boss dont like your cussing.. please leave the casino" they look at me.. I look at them.. he goes to say something to me.. I think I shook my head no at him.. and they left.. just like that.. just walked away.. Im such a happy drunk..
We go to the bar.. and drink some more.. and some more.. and talk.. and laugh.. J joins us.. we drink some more.. WJ show's up.. crying.. and upset cuz she dont feel good.. poor girl.. didnt realize she could order room service in the middle of the night to get something to settle her tummy ( I think she has ulcers.. needs to go to the Dr)
Im not positive what time we headed out.. but it was late.. and we was drunken fools.. but you know what.. what a blast we had!!!
~ Sunday ~
Holy Shit.. I was hungover!!!!
breakfast didnt taste good..
lunch was better.. went to the Peppermill.. lost my ass..
by Sunday afternoon.. my $$$ was all gone!!!! buy bye...
had a few drinks around 2... made my tummy feel better.. hair of the dog..
Chocolate Martini.. YUCK!!! was not impressed.. malibu & pineapple juice.. yummy...
dinner... nice Italian resteraunt... damn good prime rib..
bed by 9.. sad huh??? screaming kids in the room next to me.. called the front desk aroun 11.. shut those little screamers up please.. .
alls quiet by 11:30.. nighty night!!!!
~ Monday ~
up at 6..
to the airport.. 2 hr delay into Seattle.. why???? well rain of course.. cuz that's what it does here.. it rains.. high winds.. flooding.. typical.. whatever..
finally got home by 5:30.. just in time for kick off..
oh.. yeah.. Seahawks kicked Raiders ASS!!!! thank you.. GO HAWKS!!!!!
love our team from time to time..
bed time... nighty night..
A fun time was had by all.. that was the first vacation that Dad, M & B & I had taken in 26 yrs...
good time.. great memories..
but I still lost my ass!!!!
Peace
Which.. in itself, is a miracle.. as daddy is a bit of a tight wad!!!
All parties involved.. my brother M his wife J
My brother B and his wife J.. (so she will be known from here on as WJ)
and my Daddy and steppen Mommy
So here is a quick run-down...
~ Friday ~
Arrieved at the Hotel around 4ish..
got in my room.. freshened up..headed on out
so I hit the Casino by 5:30...
and by 7... I was down $150..
so I decided Im just gonna drink..
and I did.. drink..
then we walked..
Thru the Elderado into the Silver Legacy
into Circus Circus.. where we all proceeded to act
like small children who were never allowed to play...
we pretty much hung out at Circus Circus for 3 hrs, playing the games
winning toys and just having an over all great time..
Headed back towards our hotel.. (Harrahs)
Bed.. by 11.. I was soooo tired!!!
~ Saturday ~
My day to sleep in...awww yeah.... and wouldnt u know it.. my beautiful blue eyes popped open at 6:30 am... lovely.. so I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep... 7:05 I was awake again... lovely..
I watched TV.. I relaxed, and finally woke my s-n-l (sis n law) J up at 9 and we headed to breakfast w/my steppen mommy....
then off for some shopping, souvenires for everyone..
ordered my first drink at 11:55, baileys & coffee.. and it was all down hill from there!!! :)
I proceeded to get fucked up (hey..I was on vacation and not driving.. ) I did however somewhere in the evening become the "Designated Walker"
I head back to Harrahs to go to my room for something.. and ran into my Daddy and bro M
we all decide.. ready for this.. yep yep yep.. lets go to the Tittie bar.. (my first experience mind you)
we head over to the Mens Club.. very tasteful if I may add, nice plush leather seats, waitress's that were dressed a little more than the cocktail girls at the casino! dim lighting, good music, the bouncers all wore dress slacks/white shirts and ties..
and the drinks were outreagesouly priced!!! until happy hour!! and Daddy, M and I proceeded to drink, and watch and talk.. and get fuuuuucked up!!!!
Daddy got a lap dance... damn that was funny shit..
and M.. well.. Im not really allowed to talk about it.. but.. lets say.. he had a great time..
somewhere w/in that time frame another male guest came over and asked me if I would tip the dancers for him, as he found it more exciting to watch other women tip then for him to do it.
Sure..what the hell.. Im game..
I took his money and tipped the dancers..
then tipped them some more..
all afternoon.. he kept giving me money to tip the dancers, then he latched himself onto me and I honestly believe he thought he was gonna get lucky w/me.. not a snowball's chance in hell!!!!
He kept asking Daddy & M if it was ok to talk to me.. as he didnt want to offend either of them..he was such a dork.. and lonely.. you could tell, such a lost look in his eyes.. poor lost little dork boy!
the little stripper girl came over.. and her and I started talking.. very nice young lady (as I found out.. damn Im old!!!) 22, graduates from college in May w/a Bachelors in Sociology...
she was paying her way thru school by stripping.. good for her.. very cute blonde.. damn she was tall.. (loved their shoes tho!!!!)
then another little "dancer" came over, and she was a nipple pincher.. she tried to pinch my nipples (as M told her I liked it... did I mentioin we were fuuuuucked up?)
nipple pincher complained my boobs were confined so she decided to put her hand down my shirt and grab my entire breast.. and pinch my nipple....
hmmm... damn her hands were cold!!!!!
the afternoon progressed...
and got more and more entertaining..
I get felt up by women I didnt know..
my face got smashed between a lovely pair of breast's.. and I didnt even get her name!!!
then she complained because my boobs were real and she had to pay for hers..
this was while she flopped my boobs outta my shirt and proceeded to feel me up..
in front of my dad & brother.. LOL... funny shit!!!
then she licked my neck and my ear.. hmmm...
time to go people..
we left the stip club about 5:30
headed back to the casino to meet up w/the rest of the fam-damnily..
and drink some more.... dinner time.. headed to a fab Japenese resteraunt where they cook the meal in front of you.. M had to be put to bed at 6:15.. trashed.. gone.. buh bye!!!
so Daddy, Steppen Mommy, B and myself go to dinner.. WJ (why the W? gotta tell them apart somehow) was back in her hotel room w/upset tummy issues.. and J.. she's a gambler.. that's all she wanted to do.. so we went to dinner.. and proceeded to drink Saki.. WOW... interesting drink.. Saki is..
a young dumb couple sat next to me.. their first date.. he and I start talking.. then the rest of the night.. he wont stop talking to me.. my bro B and Dad are like.. hey V.. he's picking up on ya..
lovely.. poor girlfriend.... so I go into bitch mode and shoot him down..
B, steppen Mommy.. and I.. are doing Saki shots.. Bonzai!!!! every shot..
uuughhh... $300 tab later.. good dinner.. from what I remember..
Daddy goes to bed.. B & Steppen Mommy and I.. head to the craps table..
I make friends w/everyone..Im such a happy drunk..
the pit Boss.. the workers.. whatever.. I proceed to yell at a group of guys who are cussing and yelling standing behind me.. "Excuse me gentlemen.. the pit boss dont like your cussing.. please leave the casino" they look at me.. I look at them.. he goes to say something to me.. I think I shook my head no at him.. and they left.. just like that.. just walked away.. Im such a happy drunk..
We go to the bar.. and drink some more.. and some more.. and talk.. and laugh.. J joins us.. we drink some more.. WJ show's up.. crying.. and upset cuz she dont feel good.. poor girl.. didnt realize she could order room service in the middle of the night to get something to settle her tummy ( I think she has ulcers.. needs to go to the Dr)
Im not positive what time we headed out.. but it was late.. and we was drunken fools.. but you know what.. what a blast we had!!!
~ Sunday ~
Holy Shit.. I was hungover!!!!
breakfast didnt taste good..
lunch was better.. went to the Peppermill.. lost my ass..
by Sunday afternoon.. my $$$ was all gone!!!! buy bye...
had a few drinks around 2... made my tummy feel better.. hair of the dog..
Chocolate Martini.. YUCK!!! was not impressed.. malibu & pineapple juice.. yummy...
dinner... nice Italian resteraunt... damn good prime rib..
bed by 9.. sad huh??? screaming kids in the room next to me.. called the front desk aroun 11.. shut those little screamers up please.. .
alls quiet by 11:30.. nighty night!!!!
~ Monday ~
up at 6..
to the airport.. 2 hr delay into Seattle.. why???? well rain of course.. cuz that's what it does here.. it rains.. high winds.. flooding.. typical.. whatever..
finally got home by 5:30.. just in time for kick off..
oh.. yeah.. Seahawks kicked Raiders ASS!!!! thank you.. GO HAWKS!!!!!
love our team from time to time..
bed time... nighty night..
A fun time was had by all.. that was the first vacation that Dad, M & B & I had taken in 26 yrs...
good time.. great memories..
but I still lost my ass!!!!
Peace
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Spooks/Ghouls & night creatures
Ah.. Halloween.. Im not a huge fan...
Last night my daughter reminds me as we are leaving the gym that I havnt gotten her a Halloween costume yet... (bad bad bad Mommy)
So we rush over to Party City... and rush into a hord of people who are all just like me and waiting til the last minute to accomplish what needs to be done for their little demons.......
Of course.. we got slim pickin's...
Tinkerbelle???? doesnt fit...
A devil.... no.. to cold
An ange... so not her
A Baby... to normal
so forth and so on.. she pulled out costumes.. she tried them on.. she carried things around.. she would put them back..
After an Hr... I say..
Forget it.. you can go as yourself.. lets get out of here!!!!
Mind you.. I have my costume.. a pink fuzzy hat, beads, and Margarita sunglasses.. Im Mardi Gras baby!!!
My daughter decides....................... Clown
thats it.. a clown..
hair, socks, makeup, tie, shoe covers, suspenders... and gawd only know's what else cuz I dont remember...
We finally get out of there...
and only spent $80!!!! on what?????
so.. a little scary story to share:
4 yrs ago... I awoke to a noise in the apartment... a deep male voice saying
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE"
now.. hmm.... since it was just me and my kids.. and no grown men.. yeah.. got a little freaked..
and I hear again... " GET OUT OF MY HOUSE"
I sit up in bed, and think to myself.. where are the kids.. my daughter was in bed w/me, as she had crawled in w/me.. and my son was in his room.. or was he???
I get up quietly.. I grab my bat and head into the hall way..
There is my son... standing in his bedroom door.. looking down the hall way and says to me
"There is a man in the front room Mom, go back to bed, I have it under control!"
Excuse me...???? Go back to bed??? You have it under control???? Mind you, my wee little boy is normally afraid of his shadow...and he was only like 10 at the time..
and I hear again...
"I SAID, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!! NOW!!!!"
I flip on the hall light..
and there is NOONE there.. I checked the whole house..
noone.. anywhere.. doors locked.. all windows locked.. empty.. beside me & the kids..
I go back to my son.. and he's curled up on the floor in my room next to my bed..
I wake him up..
he looks at me and says..
"Mom.. there was a man floating in the hall way.. did you make him leave????"
"yeah baby... he's gone.. get in bed"
The next morning.. he remembers nothing...
He doesnt remember the voice... he doesnt remember curling up on the floor..
all he remembers is that his room got really cold.. and he couldnt get warm...
Where did the voice come from?????
Happy Tricking!!!!
Hope everyone gets a treat!!!
Peace
Last night my daughter reminds me as we are leaving the gym that I havnt gotten her a Halloween costume yet... (bad bad bad Mommy)
So we rush over to Party City... and rush into a hord of people who are all just like me and waiting til the last minute to accomplish what needs to be done for their little demons.......
Of course.. we got slim pickin's...
Tinkerbelle???? doesnt fit...
A devil.... no.. to cold
An ange... so not her
A Baby... to normal
so forth and so on.. she pulled out costumes.. she tried them on.. she carried things around.. she would put them back..
After an Hr... I say..
Forget it.. you can go as yourself.. lets get out of here!!!!
Mind you.. I have my costume.. a pink fuzzy hat, beads, and Margarita sunglasses.. Im Mardi Gras baby!!!
My daughter decides....................... Clown
thats it.. a clown..
hair, socks, makeup, tie, shoe covers, suspenders... and gawd only know's what else cuz I dont remember...
We finally get out of there...
and only spent $80!!!! on what?????
so.. a little scary story to share:
4 yrs ago... I awoke to a noise in the apartment... a deep male voice saying
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE"
now.. hmm.... since it was just me and my kids.. and no grown men.. yeah.. got a little freaked..
and I hear again... " GET OUT OF MY HOUSE"
I sit up in bed, and think to myself.. where are the kids.. my daughter was in bed w/me, as she had crawled in w/me.. and my son was in his room.. or was he???
I get up quietly.. I grab my bat and head into the hall way..
There is my son... standing in his bedroom door.. looking down the hall way and says to me
"There is a man in the front room Mom, go back to bed, I have it under control!"
Excuse me...???? Go back to bed??? You have it under control???? Mind you, my wee little boy is normally afraid of his shadow...and he was only like 10 at the time..
and I hear again...
"I SAID, GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!! NOW!!!!"
I flip on the hall light..
and there is NOONE there.. I checked the whole house..
noone.. anywhere.. doors locked.. all windows locked.. empty.. beside me & the kids..
I go back to my son.. and he's curled up on the floor in my room next to my bed..
I wake him up..
he looks at me and says..
"Mom.. there was a man floating in the hall way.. did you make him leave????"
"yeah baby... he's gone.. get in bed"
The next morning.. he remembers nothing...
He doesnt remember the voice... he doesnt remember curling up on the floor..
all he remembers is that his room got really cold.. and he couldnt get warm...
Where did the voice come from?????
Happy Tricking!!!!
Hope everyone gets a treat!!!
Peace
Monday, October 30, 2006
TGIM!!!
Yep.. Thank Gawd it's Monday.. and my weekend is over!
Saturday evening... Halloween party was actually fun. Good Times were had by all.. little drama.. but not much.. well except for S is no longer talking to me. Cuz I had enough and called her on her shit, in front of J.. and other friends.
Yep..Im the bitch..
Yep... I put a stop to everything
Yep.. Im ok with it.
Did I do the right thing? Probably not.. but.. grow up.. be mature.. be a fucking ADULT!!!
it's ok to look and to admire..
it is not ok to touch.. that is going over the limits..
she touched..
I said something..
J.. well... he and I talked exstensively on Sunday.. and he just wants to make sure that I believe and trust him. He said that he really wants me to believe and trust him, it's important to him, I dont understand why.. but.. I do.. because as of yet, he has done nothing to where that would be null and void.
I informed him.. he looses my trust, then there is no friendship! He will cease to exist to me.
I dont know what to beleive..
what I hate to admit.. is that... he's a good guy.. decent..fun to hang with and I enjoy his company.
Since another gentlemen that I would really like to enjoy has disappeared yet again in my life. I could easily pass the time w/J...that scares me.....
Anyhow..
S blamed the whole thing on me.. of course she did.. that's fine.. I told her Im done.. I cant continue on this fucked up path that seems to be the road her and I contineousely walk down together. I refuse to accept the blame.. she is an adult, and can make her own choices/decisions. Nice thing about taking responsibility for your actions.. you have a choice.. and she choose what she did..
Im saddened at the turn of events tho. Because it put her in a totally different light than what Ive always known her to be.
I dont know how to deal with that.
The fact that I told her I liked J...(so that she would think twice b4 reacting the way she did) and to know that she would hit on him anyway..
1) while she's married
2) when there are others around
3) knowing that me, her BF, is in "like" w/him.. and she did it anyway...
I need new friends I think!
Saturday evening... Halloween party was actually fun. Good Times were had by all.. little drama.. but not much.. well except for S is no longer talking to me. Cuz I had enough and called her on her shit, in front of J.. and other friends.
Yep..Im the bitch..
Yep... I put a stop to everything
Yep.. Im ok with it.
Did I do the right thing? Probably not.. but.. grow up.. be mature.. be a fucking ADULT!!!
it's ok to look and to admire..
it is not ok to touch.. that is going over the limits..
she touched..
I said something..
J.. well... he and I talked exstensively on Sunday.. and he just wants to make sure that I believe and trust him. He said that he really wants me to believe and trust him, it's important to him, I dont understand why.. but.. I do.. because as of yet, he has done nothing to where that would be null and void.
I informed him.. he looses my trust, then there is no friendship! He will cease to exist to me.
I dont know what to beleive..
what I hate to admit.. is that... he's a good guy.. decent..fun to hang with and I enjoy his company.
Since another gentlemen that I would really like to enjoy has disappeared yet again in my life. I could easily pass the time w/J...that scares me.....
Anyhow..
S blamed the whole thing on me.. of course she did.. that's fine.. I told her Im done.. I cant continue on this fucked up path that seems to be the road her and I contineousely walk down together. I refuse to accept the blame.. she is an adult, and can make her own choices/decisions. Nice thing about taking responsibility for your actions.. you have a choice.. and she choose what she did..
Im saddened at the turn of events tho. Because it put her in a totally different light than what Ive always known her to be.
I dont know how to deal with that.
The fact that I told her I liked J...(so that she would think twice b4 reacting the way she did) and to know that she would hit on him anyway..
1) while she's married
2) when there are others around
3) knowing that me, her BF, is in "like" w/him.. and she did it anyway...
I need new friends I think!
Friday, October 27, 2006
Devils Advocate!!
Yep..thats me, Devils Advocate.. or.. am I just adding fuel to the fire?
Or both???
So, last night S & I are sittin' around, having a few drinks talking. She's telling me about her messed up life.. so forth and so on... and me in my brilliant wisdom..
lets txt J..
dumb dumb dumb..
long story short.. tomorrow night J & I and some other friends were going to go to a Halloween party.. my friend got sick.. so she has cancelled, I informed J to come up w/plan B.. and he asked if I had.. and I had.. and me in my stupid buzzed state invited him along.
Now.. you would think.. whats the big????
Well S & her husband will be there!!! dumb dumb dumb duuuuumb!!!!
he say's its no big deal, he wont hit on her, he says he's past it..
she is overly excited cuz she gets to see him.
and Im right dab stuck in the fucking middle of it.. why?
well duh..I put myself there...why???
Two reasons... one.. they need to get the fuck past it..
two..she asked for it.. I just figured it will be better w/her husband there..
right?
wrong?
Well? dont hold back.. tell me your thoughts..
wait..am I in high school again????
Or both???
So, last night S & I are sittin' around, having a few drinks talking. She's telling me about her messed up life.. so forth and so on... and me in my brilliant wisdom..
lets txt J..
dumb dumb dumb..
long story short.. tomorrow night J & I and some other friends were going to go to a Halloween party.. my friend got sick.. so she has cancelled, I informed J to come up w/plan B.. and he asked if I had.. and I had.. and me in my stupid buzzed state invited him along.
Now.. you would think.. whats the big????
Well S & her husband will be there!!! dumb dumb dumb duuuuumb!!!!
he say's its no big deal, he wont hit on her, he says he's past it..
she is overly excited cuz she gets to see him.
and Im right dab stuck in the fucking middle of it.. why?
well duh..I put myself there...why???
Two reasons... one.. they need to get the fuck past it..
two..she asked for it.. I just figured it will be better w/her husband there..
right?
wrong?
Well? dont hold back.. tell me your thoughts..
wait..am I in high school again????
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