Merry Christmas!!

This was our tree this year. Most of the decorations were stuff the kids made.


This is what was found under our tree this year!!

Maybe not under the tree, but in it.

This year, the holiday's brought heartache for some people. My brother's friend and her family lost a loved one. Her step-dad suffered a devastating stroke a few days before Christmas and yesterday, Dec 26 he passed away. Today is her birthday. Double whammy if you ask me. RIP friend's step-dad you will be missed by many and loved by more.

I hope the holiday brought your family joy. I know it brought our family joy. Will share a funny about the holiday tomorrow. I must get back to work today.

Pondering.......

Our lovely department had a smashing party at this fancy mansion. The department however will not pay for alcohol (they are in the health profession ya know). Said bosses (doctors) decided alcohol was more important then the Xmas checks they have given in the past. Some of us do not drink for reasons known as well as unknown. Our department drank $3500.00 worth of alcohol and we didn't get our fat Xmas check. Nice huh? Guess they (doctors) are in the business to keep the patients coming. Hope they enjoyed their kid made cookies from us. (Should have licked them all first in exchange for the "alcohol" bonus).

Pondering a problem that has been on my mind.

If you had a friend (guy) who was dating someone serious (gf) and they just out of the blue split up. An old friend (girl) asked about (guy) and (gf) splitting up. (Girl) said she was surprised they lasted this long considering (gf) was a lesbian and all. My mouth fell. How does (girl) know about (gf's) sex life? (Gf) apparently made a pass at (girl) when all 3 were pretty smashed at my wedding in 2005. On (gf) my space, there is a bunch of rainbow stuff and such (fine and dandy) only when asked, she said it was to throw her family and make them quit bugging her about boyfriend and settling down. Not that it really is any of my business, but it kills me that she took (guy) for a ride per say and led him to believe there was a relationship. Apparently, while my creepy photographer was following around (girl), (gf) was hitting on her. Making suggestions about them getting together for after wedding festivities with the 3 of them. That is every man's dream and all, but he seems really blindsided about the whole "rumors".

Hell if you are not happy, by all means, your happiness lies in your own hands...make yourself happy. Just don't do it at the expense of others.

Guy if you are reading this, just know that no one will judge you for the choice (gf) has made. Hold your head high.

Pondering sucks and well lets face it, I have woken up 4 days in a row with a friggin migraine since having this conversation. Ugg.

Happy holidays!

Care to move? Again?

As with many of the mid-west states, our state got hammered with snow Saturday and Sunday. The weather forecaster's have been crying wolf the last 2-3 weeks about snow. When most states already got snow, this was the first real snow here. They started predicting it Thursday and again Friday. PIA dropped the girls off in brand new gym shoes and missing the hats and gloves. Never mind the girls were going to day camp all day Saturday in marsh land (camp is built on marsh land). Mother of the year? The reason they didn't have these essential items in December with a snow storm coming you ask? THEY HAVE MOVED YET AGAIN!!! She begged me to ask Superdaddy to help her move the big furniture. Pardon me? You want me to ask him to do you a favor? She didn't ask him until Sunday when she needed someone. According to Miss M, they have to move again because mom didn't pay the rent and they were making them move out. TMI for a 6 year old if you ask me. The last 3 years, the kids have had to move right before or right after the Xmas holiday. They didn't have a tree last year and have yet to get one this year.

I ventured out this weekend and took the kids to the dreaded dollar store; handed them a hand basket and a list and turned them loose. They did well and got something for everyone on their list for a grand total of $128.42. Bubba is the last one to take shopping. We spent a great deal Saturday night on the living room floor with tape, scissors, and paper and had the kids wrap their goods. Not the prettiest outcome, but definitely well worth the effort. The girls were very pleased.

Hang in there bro. Every day is a new day. Wish you were here.

F.E.D.E.X.....SUCKS!!!!

I will never use them again. What the hell makes them think that delivering at 9 am on Monday and then again 9 am Tuesday someone would be home. Make arrangements to have them deliver on Thursday. They fuggin show up on Wednesday. Final attempt no one was home of course because it was not Thursday. I called them last night...bimbo on phone said that because I made arrangements they would deliver today. THEY WILL NOT DELIVER TODAY BECAUSE FINAL ATTEMPT CAME YESTERDAY!!! They are returning my package tomorrow if I do not pick it up before end of day tomorrow. BS THAT IS WHAT IT IS!!!

Topic: PIA and money

Why is it that PIA seems to think I am the FOC bank keeper? She calls at the butt crack of day and asks about scouts then proceeds to grill me on FOC payments. She wants and needs money and she is afraid FOC will take superdaddy back to court if he isn't paying. If the bimbo waits her 2 weeks, she gets her damn check. She calls FOC everyday and they will get tired of it and take superdaddy back to court. PIA would rather have him sit and do 30 days in county jail then wait for money. PIA needs to get off her fat seat and get a damn job. I don't have a problem with paying FOC by any means. Hell love alone will not raise a child her child support is her sole paycheck. Figure that one out.

Who wants to make a wager that the sherriff will be at my door within the next 90 days to lock someone up?

Hey brother, when life hands you lemons, make Mik-es Lemonade. Hang in there. Lovesyoumuch!

Weekend blahs!

Sick and tired already of all the crap that comes with this time of year.

I am not talking about holiday stuff...I am talking about germs and bugs stuff. If I can please have just one whole week where I don't have to take care of a sick kid. This weekend was great. Heck I went shopping, I finished making some gifts, a friend and I were Baking with the girls. Then...BAM!!! Yesterday Chicky had Lower GI issues and of course, Miss J had upper GI projectile issues, followed closely by our dog who also had projectile issues. Going to work with about 2 hours of sleep just sucks.

Part of me wants the holidays to hurry up and come, but then part of me wants it to be next month some time.

Bubba/Cousin's Claim

Bambi killers

This was the first year that Superdaddy has gotten out to go hunting. Him, Bubba, my cousin, and my uncle sported blaze orange gear and took to the woods. No such luck on opening weekend. This weekend, however, my cousin got a little button buck. By little, I mean like the size of my German Shepherd. Sunday before they came home, they hit the woods again. Nada until they went to come home. They decided to push a ditch and rustle up some game and what should come out but a 2 point buck. Bubba got the adrenaline rush and couldn't maneuver the safety in ample time. Cousin got off the first shot (they were together) and hit the spine. Bubba finally got the safety off and went for the kill shot and managed to let the buck wiggle around and got between the shoulder and the elbow instead. Finally, cousin managed to get the shoulder shot and heart. Because cousin got the kill shot Bubba didn't get to claim it and bring it home. Hope to have a few pictures later before the guys process it.

Belated Thankgiving

Happy Thanksgiving to all. This year Thanksgiving proceeded without much adu; Thankfully. With the drama with Mr. J and of course PIA things went off without a hitch. PIA in case you were wondering did not show up and neither did her first or second born. I guess PIA's boyfriend's mother is still in the hospital. She did however drop the girls off on Tuesday when she found out I didn't have to work Wednesday and left me to scramble for a sitter.

The friend I was helping move last weekend is still not out of her home yet. She still has a ton of crap left. Instead of cleaning my house for Thursday, I spent my day off Wednesday off moving her stuff from the old house to the new house. I need a vacation.

This is my year to work the day after so here I am...me myself and I. Heck even the doctors took today off. Phone has not even been ringing. Should have brought some presents in to wrap with all of my "free" time today.

Things I am thankful for this year.
1. Both Superdaddy and myself are gainfully employed
2. Family and friends are Healthy
3. 2 operational vehicles (sorry Lulu)
4. Food on the table and roof over head
5. Friends in cyber land

Hope everyone had a great holiday with lots of time to reflect upon the past year and spend quality time with family and friends.

TGIM

Thank God it is Monday. This weekend was hell. Yes PIA dropped the girls on me. They didn't make it to scouts. PIA was so very sick, she was at the hospital with her boyfriend because his mother had a heart attack all day. She very graciously brought them at 8:30 pm. Saturday was the crop. Aside from Miss G being up my rear end all day wanting my undivided attention, things went well. All three little girls behaved themselves. Afterwards, I went to volunteer my time to a dear friend who lost her home to foreclosure. She has until Nov 22 to move. She has known this date since apparently May 22. Though she didn't find a new home to rent until Nov 2. Point...SHE DIDN'T PACK A DARN THING!!! Friday, I had to pack it up and load the moving truck until about midnight. Hell I tell ya. Sunday...second verse same as the first. Only this time it was beds and appliances.

Guess what I am going to be doing from now until Nov 22 after work? I do not want to live in a home 22 years and loose it. Too much crap to pack. Hope yours was better than mine. I need a weekend to recoup from my weekend. Got any pain relievers for my back and knees?

Can we all do the happy dance? Apparently Mr. J will not be joining us. He would rather live in his less than optimal situation and pray the law doesn't show up than move 55 miles from his girl friend.

Built in baby sitter?

Superdaddy snuck into the house this morning and scared the crap out of me. I am a compulsive snooze hitter in the am. I hate mornings especially cold mornings. I hit snooze and my trusty guard dog stayed by the bed. About 2 minutes later, she is wining and yelping. I open my eyes to yell at her to go back to bed and someone was in the bedroom. He scared the crap out of me.

Damn guard dog should have warned me better.

Why do the kids always get the short end of the stick? PIA is such a looser. Sad to say. Tonight is girl scouts. Tonight the girl's have planned a Thanks giving dinner party to invite their folks to. They made invitations, planned a menu and such. Tonight the girls are collecting canned food items for each person attending to give to a local food bank as a way to give back. Today is a very special day for them. I got a 16 lb turkey for my dinner and 16 lb ham for girl scout dinner.

PIA called me this am. Why you ask? To tell me she will not be there at dinner tonight. What time can she drop the girls off? To tell me that she is not feeling well and that we will have the girls this weekend as well as next weekend. I have a scrapbook crop to go to that I got a sitter for my girls so I could go. Bubba and superdaddy are going to try to bring us home some food from the woods this weekend and next weekend. I will have good quality time with the girls for the next two weeks. Like I don't have anything better to do than watch the girls so she can go do whatever the hell it is she does without the kids. Hell her first and second born could babysit. Just Halloween, she would not let the girls come because Superdaddy was not going to be there. What the hell is this and next weekend about? TORTURE SUPERMOMMY?

Dilemma....what do I do with the girls seeing how i will not have my kids this weekend?

Oh yeah, and it appears that brother in law (MR. J) will be here this weekend with FIL.

Lord help me.

Being bigger SUCKS!

Why is it that when you suck it up and be the bigger person it sucks so bad (even if you don't have much choice)? PIA called Superdaddy and informed him she didn't have plans for the upcoming Turkey holiday so we can have the girls. Superdaddy took the opportunity to accept the offer. Fine with me. Apparently, she has no place to go with the other kids as well. He offered to have them over too. Oh yeah and to suck it up if she happens to come as well. Karma will be bad to me if I voice my opinion. She brought herself down trailer trash lane and that doesn't mean our kids have to follow. Fine with me. Hell even her first born and second born can come; attitude and all. Holidays are for families and she will never be part of my family. Why can't she go to her boyfriend's family's house.

She made it clear in the divorce papers she gets Turkey holiday. Why is it that for the last 2 years (since being with boyfriend) she has ditched the girls with us? Not that I mind.

Know how big of a turkey you need to get to feed say.....14 people?

Oh yeah one more tidbit; SD (sperm donor) still has not called to see if Bubba is coming to his house or his family's house for the holiday. Suprised much? Child hasn't spoken words since SD's grandmother's funeral. Maybe we should invite baby mama #2 and her offspring over as well. Would be a well rounded mix in our home.

Being the bigger person SUCKS!!!

Running on empty

Just not enough time in the day when you are working alone. This weekend was totally a bust. Superdaddy was in ER on Thursday with pains. Pain's = kidney stones! That busted him for the weekend pretty much. I love when he makes a "to do" list. He checks off the first one and leaves the rest for me. We did succeed in obtaining a super nice gun cabinet for dirt cheep. Too bad it entailed me moving around all of our bedroom furniture and such to fit it into our bedroom. Now they are all secure and safe. The bedroom however...forget it.

This weekend coming up will be mighty quiet. Superdaddy and bubba are going to hunt for bambi's father and mother. The girls will be with my friend and the step-girls will be with PIA unless of course she decides to drop them and not pick them up.

Where exactly has this year gone? It is almost Thanksgiving. Don't remind me that xmas is right around the corner. I could crawl under the rug and cover my eyes and ears. I am not ready for the holiday's yet.

Adios from work

I guess it is time to say goodbye to blogging from work. Boss lady (lets call her Martha) has really angered me to no end. Who really cares anyways?

She has crossed the line. I am certain if she can track the internet access from my computer she will have heart failure.

What right does Martha have to dig into personal stuff and then use it against you? She slithered her way to my office today. Asked how superdaddy was doing, girl scouts, boy scouts, and the kids. She then proceeded to tell me about her personal life with the kids and her new hubs. The witch then tells me I need to separate personal stuff with work stuff. Like personal conversations with other co workers (aka herself) and to tidy up my area from all the kid stuff (aka pictures). The "princess" that shares an office with me has a collage of pictures of her brats on the wall. Mine have been segregated to the cork board. Not to mention that Martha has pictures of her grand kids all over her door. Something about too many personal things happening at work. My personal life has taken over.

Perhaps her ball busting is the reason her assistant "Mary" is leaving. Martha tried to make Mary into a marionette puppet. She wanted Mary to spy on coworkers and report back to her. She busted Mary down last month after prompting Mary about home life (I found that out today). Seems to be a pattern.

Know of anyone who is hiring?

Gonna be a new mommy

You heard that correctly.







Before you break out the congratulations.....







It is for a 17 year old brother in law. He is not in a good situation, so it appears he will be moving in here around Thanksgiving.

Good Lord help me.

Grey Hair Already?

Where did this grey hair come from?

This weekend was so super busy I am exhausted. Our pipe is clogged up and a friend (NF from previous post) was helping me with laundry. Instead of me sitting in a laundry mat, she washed and dried clothes for me during the week while she was at home and I paid her. Yesterday I was folding the clothes and sorting them out and founds some interesting things. I found barbie purse, hair brush, ink pen, 2 barbie shoes (they didn't match), belt, 2 condoms. Yeah my thought exactly. WTF? Superdaddy and Bubba were out hunting and I looked at "the find" and was trying to decide what to do. Bubba is 14 and we have had "that talk" and I did offer to go to the store and get some for him. I just was shocked. The thought did cross my mind about Superdaddy seeing how he is on the road more than he is home. When Superdaddy called, I mentioned to him to talk to Bubba and being responsible and such. Then I was thinking...SD (sperm donor) was just 15 when I got pregnant with Bubba. Please Lord, grant me patience to deal with puberty.

Cannot get much worse

Go ahead and laugh. I guess if I cannot laugh about it, I will cry. Today on my way to work I ran out of gas. Never mind Superdaddy doesn't get paid until tomorrow (if OO sends his check in the mail) other wise we have no cash until Tuesday. I guess when the gas light comes on, it means gas NOW not after work. Top it off...Halloween dance with 25 giggling girl scouts is tonight.

Funny part, same place just on opposite sides of the light that my aunt ran out of gas on Monday.

This week sure has been sucky.

Venting

There has to be some crap in the air we breathe. Something that is causing bitchiness and stress. I cannot take it much more. My mother is driving me nuts!!! She is so cranky lately. She hangs up the phone on me one more time and I will go postal. Un-freekin-believable.

God, Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change. Courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.

I am not coping and IT SUCKS!!

Rambling

Ever felt like you were suffocating? Like there was no light at the end of the tunnel? The other shoe has fallen and you have yet recovered from the first shoe?

Not coping today.

Shits and Giggles

As promised the pictures of mom's truck. Notice the kids washing the truck at the car wash. Notice Chicky in her pretty "church" dress walking in front of grandma's truck at the car wash.



This is the long shot from the sidelines at the car wash. This is what it looked like. So you get the picture. Notice Bubba and his sexy doo. The boys in background screwing around seeing who can get who soaked with the hose.

Ahhh...the end result. The cops said no pictures in the impound lot. My vigilante mother, who at the request of supermommy, smuggled a camera into the lot and took requested pictures.

Who has the engine? Windshield wiper? How about the battery? Transmission anyone?

Bastards used superdaddy's tow strap see the green thing? Where are the wheels?

We found tires! Where is the cap to the bed? Oh yeah, they took the tail gate too. Too bad it didn't stay up.

They left the steering wheel but busted the ignition. What is up with the rope? They took the empty soda cans! The piece next to the glove box was a "slot" that my mom put her sun glasses case in. Probably big enough to hold a box of cigarettes. Apparently the truck they were fixing up needed it.

Rather barren truck if you ask me. Do you think it is worth salvaging? From the date on the wind shield, it was found on Miss J's dad's birthday; 10/15.


You see the ground? There are no wheels the Axel is on the ground.

The truck has been found

1990 Chevy Sierra pickup truck has been found. Damn thing was an antique. Main city by our house found it. Mom called the impound lot and got the scoop.

They took the hood, front end, grill, steering column is busted, the battery, the transmission, all 4 tires and smashed the bed to it. So do you think it is salvageable? We hope to get a picture of it today or tomorrow. I will post it for shits and giggles.

Recapping the weekend

Do I ever need a vacation. This weekend was one that I have been dreading. I have been threatening the girls to go clean their room with trash bags for like ever. This weekend, I followed through and did it. The 5 girls share one giant room. We have a bungalow and they have the entire upstairs. I spend about 5 hours up there on Saturday between running to get Bubba from BS camp to go to home coming dance and picking Superdaddy up at work, I ran out of time.

You want to know what lazy girls I have? They were too lazy to put clean clothes in the dressers. They claimed the drawers were full of clothes that fit and didn't fit. The drawers were EMPTY!! Needless to say, I was not a happy camper. Now I have like 100 loads of laundry to do because of the dog hair. Ugg.

Sunday was spent cleaning the toy boxes out. Another weekend project. Never the less, supermom prevailed and came out like 6 trash bags less and 6 trash bags of toys to donate. Yeah me. Unfortunately, we still have about 3 hours of work left to do. Have to sort through some books and one more pile of toys and then the room will be up to par.

Today will be a very hard day for Miss J. Today is her father's and grandmother's birthday. Both are deceased. RIP Miss J's dad and MIL. We will try to get to the cemetery this weekend or next depending on what happens. Hope your weekend was as productive as mine was/wasn't.

Damn laundry still hasn't figured out how to do itself Hummppphhh!!

Unfreaking believable morning

My mom calls me at 4:54 am and asked me if Superdaddy switched cars with her this morning. Ummm No he is in bed with me. She cusses at me and hangs up. Apparently, she watched her beat up truck drive down the street with some hoodlum stealing it. Crap!!! She had like 5 more minutes and she would have been Jacked in real life person because she would have been leaving for work (yes she does have to be to work at 5:30 am).

Superdaddy gets up and decides to drive down "Main Street" by mom's house and see if he can spot it. Guess what...he did find the truck rolling down the street. He called the local 9-11 and the would not send an officer for a vehicle. HUH? They advised him to back off in case thief has a gun and wait until the thief's abandon it. Well why didn't he think of that? Needless to say, thief lost him in the shuffle. He came home switched cars with me (in case thief recognized big purple car following them). He picked my mom up and they went driving around looking for stolen truck. No luck.

Soooo....my mom is car/truck less, my brother lives on the other side of the world, superdaddy's work truck keeps breaking down, the house payment is past due, Miss J is doing poorly in 4th grade, and PIA is really being a PI my A with the girls and the upcoming Halloween holiday.

Hope everyone in blog land had a pleasant morning unlike Supermommy who was abruptly woken up to a damn car/truck thief in this economic hell hole.

Another strike :(

Today another auto maker went on strike. G.M. slowed down superdaddy's job. And well, I hope this one does not. My uncle works at this one. I certainly hope this ends soon so it doesn't affect their family too much. It will be weird to drive by the plant my dad worked at and see the people walking the line and not see him there. He would be walking tall holding the sign. Why the heck does this have to happen with big holiday's coming up. This just sucks.

Just gettin by

Sheesh where has the time gone. Things have been quiet around our house lately. Superdaddy was gone for just about 10 days due to his error in calculating his time and home 5 days due to G.M. playing catch-up from the strike.

Scouts has started up again seeing how our elementary school hosts our troop, we are trying to get into the swing of things. Ya know, 21 screaming girls for 1 1/2 hours on a Friday evening. Yikes.

The girls have been doing Liturgical dance at church on Monday's all summer. It carried over into the Monday night program. The teacher that was teaching it is still there. The assistant teacher (who coincidentally is my assistant girl scout leader) decided she cannot devote to dance 100%. She would rather go to the adult group because the teacher depended on her too much. What the heck? I depend on her for g.s. too ya know. So low and behold, supermommy who is desperately 25+ lbs over weight taught dance last night and is now paying for it today. Sheesh.

One thing that has been bothering me is something Miss M said on Friday. She was wondering where scouts was going to be. I told her Miss J's school. She was flabbergasted when we pulled up to the old school (the current one). She was very upset that Miss J didn't have to switch schools like they did. How unfair it was and such. That ripped at my heart. My mom took the girls to our city's harvest festival on Saturday while I was working some much needed overtime at work. We haven't had OT in like 5 years or so. I will post a picture of the girls with "the great" pumpkin later today. Hope all is well in "Blog land".

Quiet lately

Things around our house have been mighty quiet lately. Superdaddy has been gone since Wednesday night on the road. He ran out of time this weekend to make it home. Hopefully, he will find his way home tonight.

While picking the girls up from my mom's house, guess who shows up? Miss S did. She was on her way to the library with her friend. She has changed a bunch since the last time I seen her. Wow. Getting all grown up on me. Maybe she will come by this weekend. Who knows.

In other news, my niece got her belly button pierced and quite frankly, I am shocked. She is only 12 1/2 and she wanted it really bad. Her mom took her to get it. WOW.

Without going into details I need to say Hang in there Bro. One day at a time. Things happen for a reason that we may or may never know.

Oh happy day....Short Lived

After almost a year since last talking to Miss S, she stopped by my moms on the way home from school and said hi. My mom let her call me. I have the biggest grin from ear to ear. I guess her sister is pregnant and she gets to see her brother and mother regularly. That is good seeing as her mother was not around like forever and a day. Another story for another time. I miss that girl so much it hurts my heart. Maybe now that she is older, she will come around on her own and MIL will stay away.

Superdaddy talked to her as well. Concensus says after the BS that happened last time with CPS, Miss S cannot come over unless Superdaddy is there. Miss S made some pretty outlandish statements about me and it was a huge HE SAID; SHE SAID crap. I guess Superdaddy is right. I just feel so sorry for Miss S and well, for the kids.

Unbelievable

How do you look at PIA and not spit? She makes me sick. Miss M commented about wishing she could go to Miss J's school because Miss J has "Old" friends and Miss M and Miss G had to move from all their old friends. PIA is such a witch. She left me a pretty stand off-ish voicemail about her children. What ever.

When she picked them up, she got a huge attitude about Miss G asking us to buy a book from the book order at school. So after some adoo about which ones were appropriate and what not, we decided to get 2 books. PIA was furious and started yelling at Miss G about she told her she wasn't ordering books this time. I told her "Well we wrote a check and it is all set." Miss G had tears ready to fall and everything. HELLO it was our $8.90 not hers. Give me a break. I really dislike that woman.

Oh yeah one more thing......its a 2 bedroom not a 3 as she told superdaddy. Lying piece of crap.

If only Superdaddy was home during the week more we could fight for stability for the girls. The hell with her heart being broken from not having her girls live with her. She needs to let her children have a better than her taking them to trailor trash lives. I really dislike that woman.

Crystal Ball Anyone?

Read a few posts back and notice a DQ post. Officially DQ is now PIA as in (Pain in the Rump). I predicted since she lost her job, they would move again soon. Well apparently it has happened. About 2 weeks ago (around post time or before). The kids have now been in 4 schools in 4 years. 5 houses in 4 years. She only lived in the said house for 8 1/2 months. Give me a break. She told Superdaddy that it was a 3 bedroom low income apt that she moved into because it was more affordable. OK I'll give her that, but turns out one of the girls talked...it doesn't have enough bedrooms. Miss M and PIA's 2nd born share a room, PIA and Miss G share a room and PIA's 1st born sleeps on the couch. 1st born is only boy.

She needs to hit rock bottom and let the kids grow roots somewhere even if it is without her.

Video For You

This is a very inspiring video. It speaks to my heart. Hope it speaks to you as well. Mostly teenagers it will talk to.

May be graphic for young viewers.

Uggg

Well it has been a week and a half superdaddy resigned and started working for the OO. Things are going pretty well I guess. Better than I had thought it would be. The truck he has now has only broken down on him once while on the road and he almost got stuck 2 times due to dead battery. OO fixed the batteries and knew about the other problem and had it ready to go into the shop this weekend to get fixed. Needless to say, superdaddy almost didn't make it home this weekend due to the fact that his truck broke down in Missouri. I was bummed out to find this out. We have the girls this weekend, and he has a boyscout thing this weekend. I would have been so screwed.

Hope everyone has a great weekend. Til next time.......CYA

Inspiring reminder

Twenty Things to Remember

1. Faith is the ability to not panic.
2. If you worry, you didn't pray. If you pray, don't worry.
3. As a child of God, prayer is kind of like calling home every day.
4. Blessed are the flexible, for they shall not be bent out of shape.
5. When we get tangled up in our problems, be still. God wants us to be still so He can untangle the knot.
6. Do the math. Count your blessings.
7. God wants spiritual fruit, not religious nuts.
8. Dear God: I have a problem. It's me.
9. Silence is often misinterpreted, but never misquoted.
10. Laugh every day... it's like inner jogging.
11. The most important things in your home are the people.
12. Growing old is inevitable; growing up is optional.
13. There is no key to happiness. The door is always open.
14. A grudge is a heavy thing to carry.
15. He who dies with the most toys is still dead.
16. We do not remember days, but moments. Life moves too fast, so enjoy your precious moments.
17. Nothing is real to you until you experience it. Otherwise, it's just hearsay.
18. It's all right to sit on your pity pot every now and again. Just be sure to flush when you are done.
19. Surviving and living your life successfully requires courage. The goals and dreams you're seeking require courage and risk-taking. Learn from the turtle--it only makes progress when it sticks out its neck.
20. Be more concerned with your character than your reputation. Your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are.

Author Unknown

Oh yeah adding to the "dad" wierdness Sunday night: at work on Tuesday an overhead page announced: "Henry Jay please report to second floor radiology." I'm telling you he is working hard to remind me that he is still there and has not left me.

P.S. I am not crazy, my aunt heard it as well and called me to see if I heard it.

When parents talk...listen

6 years ago today, you were living with grandma and I was at work. Grandma called me to tell me to get to Troy B. Hospital as they rushed you there because you passed out. When we got to the hospital, they ushered us into this little room where grandma and grandpa were waiting. 6 years ago I held your hand, kissed you good bye, smoothed down your hair and cried. 6 years ago, you got to see your children together. All of us at once. Your eyes were closed up until that point.

I have been missing you terribly lately and I am not quite sure why. Perhaps it was cleaning out the garage at moms. Seeing the J there. Perhaps it is the talk of selling it? Bubba wants to work on that car and complete it. I don't know what my brother is going to do with it. Ya know yesterday at the party when the kids got silly string onto the car that dad was really upset. When I was helping him wipe it off, he had made a comment "at least it isn't on the Henry J." Honestly, I really don't want him to have any part of your car. Does that make me a bad person?

Yesterday I found your pictures and scanned them into the computer. The stupid scanner was making me really angry. I finally got it to work before I got a shower. Like I said, I sure do miss you a lot. I know you were there holding my hand and heart yesterday as I turned the computer off and got a shower. When I came out, I seen your handy work and it made me miss you more. Thank you for printing out the stuff on the printer. Gave me the chills though.

Dog the bou.nty hunter, I relate to you. I was flipping through the channels last night and stopped to watch Dog. It was an episode where he went through memory lane and eventually to the cemetery where his own dad was buried. Both him and I cried over missing our dad. Thank you dad for letting my tears come last night. I know it was long overdue.

6 years ago today, God took my father by the hand and led him towards the beautiful pearly gates of heaven. RIP dad. I miss you and love you more and more everyday. I do listen.

You are never going to believe this

Just Thursday we had the conversation about DQ getting Superdaddy locked up right. Remember that post?

Low and behold, 9:37 am I was standing at the stove in my night shirt and undies and chicky helping me make panny cakes for daddy; and I hear HELLO? I yell back "What". Get this the response was "M..... County Sheriff's office" I think I peed my pants. I asked them to wait a second and then pictured them busting down the door with chicky and me in undies cooking. I opened the door...seen the badge...and asked if I could put pants on. Thank goodness he agreed. I put boxer shorts on and went back to the door. They were indeed looking for superdaddy. I went and got him out of bed. Wasn't because of DQ thank God. It was because of a past due bill of less than $700. The electric company is suing him. The sheriff's office was serving him.

Why oh why do they have to scare the crap out of a lady? So much for getting ahead.

What now???

Things have been going lately and I am sort of lost. Things are not good, things are not bad, they are just there. Ever felt say...unappreciated, over worked - under paid, like a door mat, or better yet the whipping post?

How does one go about telling someone that their attitude sucks and well it is affecting everyone/thing they are around? Quite frankly, I would rather go anywhere but home some days - most days in fact. It is not that I hate being home so much, it is the fact that I have to see person described above. I cannot avoid them. I am actually getting quite depressed about it.

Superdaddy did quit said job and took a new adventure with OO. Let's pray this will pan out for him. Just one week without a paycheck. Hopefully he gets out the rest of this week otherwise it will be 2 weeks. DQ will end up trying to have him locked up like she did in the past; she pulls that crap to hurt us/me. Especially now that superdaddy and I had that conversation last night about her. Just last night we were chatting about DQ's boyfriend who drives a straight truck. He asked me to give this haz.mat book to DQ if I seen her first. Apparently, DQ got canned from her job so now b/f is only income besides child support. B/f needs this book in the truck with him because if he gets pulled over without it, it is a great big fine. Great...back to the nagging and screaming matches about money and material items again. This happens every time she isn't working. Apparently it is our fault she cannot or chooses not to hold a job. They will have to move again I am sure. DQ and children have lived in 4 houses in a little over 5 years. Heck she lives a better, materialistic life than we do. I mean, we do live within our means (most of the time) where she chooses not to. As stated in the past, we eat powdered mac n cheese and hot dogs a lot where she gets steak and potatoes. We drive used cars, her and b/f have a newer car and a 2007 truck. Unbelievable.

On another note, this last weekend when I was cleaning out mom's garage with her, I ran across a box that was DA's and my stuff. I found some books that I needed for that "toxic" relationship. Brought back a flood of emotions. Some welcome, others not so welcome. This week is especially tough with being the anniversary of my father's passing. I think I need to start reading and moving forward.

This day offers me a chance to make a new start at living. How can I make the best use of it? Courage to change

"God grant me the wisdom to recognize the faults I am building into a wall, such a wall as cannot be penetrated even by love." One day at a time in Al-Anon

What were you doing?

Today is a pretty significant day for history.

6 years ago today Miss J started school. She was going to preschool. Her dad and I took her to school for an hour to meet the teacher. After that hour, we dropped her off to the babysitters house. She had the TV on showing the local A.N.G.

I had to get on the road. My dad was at the hospital getting ready to have an important heart procedure done. We stopped at McD's to get breakfast and the lady in the drive thru asked me to turn the radio up. I complied. I was devastated to hear the towers were hit. When we got to the hospital, I told dad what happened. He prepared for surgery.

When dad was in surgery, the towers fell. The surgery was unsuccessful. The "bridge to synchronization" did not work. He was doing too poorly to continue the surgery. They aborted the surgery before it was completed. He spent the night in the hospital and would reschedule the surgery at his 1 week post op visit.

I was in the surgical lounge learning to play Euchre with my brother, his ex and my ex. My grandparents were in the surgical lounge watching TV. My father was fighting for a live saving procedure. That is what I was doing.

I miss you dad.

Could Not Have Said It Better Myself

WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT!!!!!

A sick man turned to his doctor,
As he was preparing to leave the examination room and said,
"Doctor, I am afraid to die.
Tell me what lies on the other side."

Very quietly, the doctor said, "I don't know."

"You don't know?
You, a Christian man, do not know what is on the other side?"

The doctor was holding the handle of the door;
On the other side came a sound of scratching and whining,
And as he opened the door,
A dog sprang into the room
And leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.

Turning to the patient, the doctor said,
"Did you notice my dog?
He's never been in this room before.
He didn't know what was inside.
He knew nothing except that his master was here,
And when the door opened, he sprang in without fear.
I know little of what is on the other side of death,
But I do know one thing...
I know my Master is there and that is enough."

May today there be peace within you.
May you trust God that you are exactly
Where you are meant to be.
I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet
When our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

Updates on Life

So where to begin. Have been a little slacking on the updated life posts. In our neck of the woods, they have a "clean out your crap" week. That is this week. Everything you put to the road unless it is flammable the trash man will pick up. I have been busy cleaning out the basement and mom's garage this weekend and boy am I paying for it today. I know Tuesday and Wednesday will be worse. Tuesday it goes to the road, Wednesday will be sore as ever.

Last Tuesday, Bubba started High School. Miss S started Junior High, Miss J started 4th grade, Miss G started 3rd grade, Miss M started 1st grade, and Chicky started preschool. Does that make me feel old or what?

While doing my "delayed Spring cleaning" this weekend, I ran across an old photo. How is it that seeing someone from the past can still take your breath away? This photo took my breath away. Unbelievable. Part of me felt guilty for feeling feeling that way. I don't know how to explain it. Maybe I need to pack them pictures up in a box and hide it deep in the dark crevices of the basement. Who knows.

Happy birthday Cousin Cas. You are getting old too ya know. You just don't feel as old as I do.

Inquiring minds want to know

This was posted on a bulletin through myspace page. Thought I would share.

1. How tall are you barefoot? 5'3"
2. Have you ever skinny dipped? Once
3. Do you own a gun? uhm, no
4. Who’s your best friend? I have a lot of close friends. Think Superdaddy is best.
5. Do you get nervous before “meeting the parents”? Yeah
6. What do hot dogs make you think of? Pizza puppies
7. What’s your favorite Christmas song? Silent Night
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Mountain Dew?
9. Can you do push ups? In my dreams
10. Do you consider Pluto a planet? That is what they taught in my school
11. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry? Toss up between Mom's ring and wedding ring
12. Do you like painkillers? Only when necessary.
13. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex? Personality
14. Do you own a knife? Of course, I am a girl scout
15. Do you have A.D.D.? Nope
16. Middle Name? Lynn
17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment: I wish it was 5pm, I have so much to do this weekend how am I going to do it all, and I hope the OO thing works for superdaddy he kind of has his heart set on switching jobs.
18. Name the last 3 things you have bought: School supplies, Milk, Laundry soap.
19. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink: Coke, Mountain Dew, Water
20. What time did you wake up today? 6:30 ... too early
21. Who do you miss the most? My dad, my almost baby and my ex-mother in law. RIP all of you I miss you every single day.
22. Current worry? Paying bills and superdaddy switching jobs.
23. Current hate? DQ's mind games with the girls.
24. Favorite places to be? With the kids and superdaddy
25. Least favorite place to be? Alone
26. Where would you like to go? Vacation
27. Do you own slippers? 3 or 4 pairs
28. What shirt are you wearing? Work blouse
29. Do you burn or tan? burn first, tan later.
30. Favorite color(s)? Purple
31. Would you be a pirate? Im game for a new adventure.
32. Last time you had an alcoholic drink? 2 days ago.
33. What is the last song you listened to? Nickleback I wanna be a rock star
34. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child? The boogy man
35. What’s in your pockets right now? Lint.
36. Last thing that made you laugh? Chicky telling me she was a "grown up" now because she goes to school.
37. Best bed sheets you had as a child? Rainbow bright.
38. Worst injury you’ve ever had? Broken Foot.
39. How many TVs do you have in your house? Four
40. Who is your loudest friend? Teri
41. Who is your most silent friend? Sue.
42. Does someone have a crush on you? Superdaddy
43. Do you wish on shooting stars? yes
44. What is your favorite book? Monk goes to the Fire station
45. What is your favorite candy? 100 Grand
46. What song do/did you want played at your wedding? I Swear by all 4 one
47. What song do you want played at your funeral? Life like you were dying
48. What were you doing 12 AM last night? Catching some ZZzzzzzzzzz's
49. Do you have any regrets? Too many to name
50. What was the First thing you thought of when you woke up? Aww shit is it morning already?

Any Takers?

Roulette??

So Superdaddy has been at his job for a whole year now. YIPPIE! Things are going well. Bills are caught up (thank God) and child support is almost all caught up. He went on vacation last week and his job tried to give the truck away. HUH? Someone around the job decided to tell everyone he quit. Needless to say, he is not happy. He started looking for other employment. Fine and dandy.

Roulette? He is looking to go drive for an owner operator who does regional runs. He does regional runs now so that is no big deal. He just happened to get a regional run that brings him home every other day. The gamble, is his weekends. Right now, he has weekends off. Either he works until late Friday, or he has to leave early on Sunday. All in all it has been wonderful. I hope he investigates this owner operator about his time home. One company his friend worked at had to fight to get home one weekend a month. After 60 hours or so they need to shut down for 34 hours. That company made their drivers spend the 34 hours at a truck stop. Screw that, we want superdaddy at home.

We will see what happens. He is supposed to go talk to OO tomorrow I think to do a background and driver record check.

Shoes in Church

Someone sent this to me. It is touching. Something I try to instill in my children and in my life. Don't judge a book by its cover and sometimes a smile can change a person's whole life. Thought I would pass it on.

Shoes in Church:
I showered and shaved ... I adjusted my tie.
I got there and sat ... In a pew just in time.
Bowing my head in prayer ... As I closed my eyes.
I saw the shoe of the man next to me ... Touching my own. I sighed.
With plenty of room on either side ... I thought, "Why must our soles touch?"
It bothered me, his shoe touching mine ... But it didn't bother him much.
A prayer began: "Our Father" ... I thought, "This man with the shoes has no pride.
They're dusty, worn, and scratched ... Even worse, there are holes on the side!"
"Thank You for blessings," the prayer went on The shoe man said ... a quiet "Amen."
I tried to focus on the prayer ... But my thoughts were on his shoes again.
Aren't we supposed to look our best ... When walking through that door?
"Well, this certainly isn't it," I thought ... Glancing toward the floor.
Then the prayer was ended ... And the songs of praise began.
The shoe man was certainly loud ... Sounding proud as he sang.
His voice lifted the rafters ... His hands were raised high.
The Lord could surely hear ... The shoe man's voice from the sky.
It was time for the offering ... And what I threw in was steep.
I watched as the shoe man reached ... Into his pockets so deep.
I saw what was pulled out ... What the shoe man put in.
Then I heard a soft "clink" ... as when silver hits tin.
The sermon really bored me ... To tears, and that's no lie
It was the same for the shoe man ... For tears fell from his eyes.
At the end of the service ... As is the custom here
We must greet new visitors ... And show them all good cheer.
But I felt moved somehow ... And wanted to meet the shoe man
So after the closing prayer ... I reached over and shook his hand.
He was old and his skin was dark ... And his hair was truly a mess
But I thanked him for coming ... For being our guest.
He said, "My names' Charlie ... I'm glad to meet you, my friend."
There were tears in his eyes ... But he had a large, wide grin
"Let me explain," he said ... Wiping tears from his eyes.
"I've been coming here for months ... And you're the first to say 'Hi.'"
"I know that my appearance ..."Is not like all the rest
"But I really do try ... "To always look my best."
"I always clean and polish my shoes ... "Before my very long walk.
"But by the time I get here ... "They're dirty and dusty, like chalk."
My heart filled with pain ... and I swallowed to hide my tears
As he continued to apologize ... For daring to sit so near.
He said, "When I get here ... "I know I must look a sight.
"But I thought if I could touch you ... "Then maybe our souls might unite."
I was silent for a moment ... Knowing whatever was said
Would pale in comparison ... I spoke from my heart, not my head.
"Oh, you've touched me," I said ... "And taught me, in part;
"That the best of any man ... "Is what is found in his heart."
The rest, I thought ... This shoe man will never know.
Like just how thankful I really am ... That his dirty old shoe touched my soul.


Thank you for allowing my "dirty old shoe" to touch you.
Smile :)

Tagged by Hawkeye chick

THE RULES OF THE TAG ARE:

Each person posts the rules before their list, then list 8 new things about themselves. At the end of the post, that person tags 8 other people, or more letting them know that they have been tagged, and to come and read the post,so they know what they have to do.

1. My dad will be gone 6 years on September 17. I miss him every single day. I am still angry at him for not trying harder to get better. If he had tried to follow the doctors orders, he might still be alive today to see the kids grow up.
2. I resent SD and his wife. They live a better life because he will not help take care of his son. Not so much as a pair of socks. I have held up to my end of the bargain I wish he would have held up to his end.
3. I wish more than anything that DA's brother and sister would stay in contact with Miss J. She lost her dad's side of the family with the death of her dad and grandmother. She hurts everyday not knowing his family.
4. I hate when people walk around barefoot. Feet are meant to be covered at all times.
5. I am afraid to die alone. My dad died with a broken heart alone. He died with a bunch of regrets. I am afraid that will be me so I try to make the best out of every single day.
6. I really want the house with the white picket fence but not in the state I live in. I hate this state. I am reluctant to move because of Miss S, Miss G and Miss M. Somehow, someway, it would hurt them too much.
7. I miss Miss S very much. I am so disappointed her grandparents have taken her away from us. Hopefully, she will come around on her own when she is a little older.
8. I love camping and being out doors. An ideal day is lounging around outside with the kids or riding on ATV's; only I do not like bugs...any kinds of bugs...especially worms.

I think everyone has already been tagged...but if you haven't....consider yourself tagged!

PS: One more crazy thing....I want one more baby before I am 35.

I need a vacation!!

Getting ranger badges in Jewel cave.
My donkey friend in Custard state park

My favorite part. The bad lands and bubba.

Well we seemed to have outran that horrible storm in Wisconsin on Saturday and another one in Minnesota yesterday. Unfortunately, those storms found us again. There are here today and tomorrow. We had so much fun on our vacation, I need a vacation without the kids. We left on Friday morning and got home late last night.

10 states in 5 days. Sheesh. No wonder I am exhausted. These are some of our vacation pictures. I was out by Beth and Lulu and I think Susielou and Hawkeyechick. Cannot swear to it.

Michigan, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Wisconsin, Minnesota, South Dakota, Nebraska, Wyoming, Iowa. Taking the kids in one car was not much fun I tell ya. All in all, they were on their best behavior even without duct tape. Hell I was getting antsy after driving so long. It took us 2 sleeps to get to Hot Springs. One in Wisconsin, one in South Dakota, one in Hot Springs, one in Keystone, one in Austin Minnesota and finally home. I hope next trip goes East.

For never leaving state before, the kids have gone to 20% of the US. Impressive if I must say so myself. Will share more photos soon.

Happy Birthday Bubba!!

Isn't he handsome? This picture was taken Memorial weekend last year. The little bugger has avoided the camera a lot this last year (he doesn't like his braces). Anyways, Bubba turns 14 today. Where has the time gone? Superdaddy and I have made bets that SD does not remember and call him and his step mother SDW will only text message him. He has not heard from his dad since the funeral for SD's grandmother. At the funeral, SD told him to make sure Bubba didn't make him a grandfather that SD was too young. Nice conversations I tell ya.

Below is a picture of Bubba's brother Mr. M. Bubba and Mr. M share a SD (sperm donor). Mr. M has not had any contact with SD in over 3 years. I keep in contact with Mr. M's mother for the boys' sake. It is not fair to them that their father is a looser.

Off to see "the faces on the mountain" tomorrow. Will share pictures upon return. Ever wonder how dum-dum pops are made? Will let you know when we get back as we are going to the dum-dum factory to see! Ta ta for now :)

These speak words...Chance of a lifetime

Even if we were teathered to a truck only going 30 feet off the ground, it was a blast. Will take a real ride soon enough.

Happy belated Birthday 12th Miss S. We miss you immensely. Wish you could have came by and went camping with us.

Catch ya after vacation!

Too cute not to share

A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. Playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting, he looked up and said, "Grandma, how come you don't have a boyfriend now that Grandpa went to heaven?"

Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my boyfriend. I can sit in my bedroom and watch it all day long. The religious programs make me feel good and the comedies make me laugh. I'm happy with my TV as my boyfriend." Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible. She started adjusting the knobs, trying to get the picture in focus. Frustrated, she started hitting the backside of the TV hoping to fix the problem.
The little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open the door and there stood Grandma's minister. The minister said, "Hello son, is your Grandma home?"

The little boy replied, "Yeah, she's in the bedroom bangin' her boyfriend."
The minister fainted.

Upcoming vacation

I think I need some help finding patience. I have absolutely none lately.

We have been planning for almost 2 months to go on vacation out west. Well, we meaning my aunt, grandmother and I. We have it all figured out food, lodging money and admissions and such and what happens to come along? DQ called last night and informed me her kids were going to go on vacation with me. Superdaddy has to work and man the house so it is a solo vacation of sorts.

Now, I invited Miss G and Miss M to go with us during the early planning phase. DQ was not impressed with me taking the girls out of state without superdaddy going. In fact, she was totally against it. The children and I (meaning Miss J, Bubba, and Chicky) quit discussing vacation around the other girls. When Chicky was 9 months old, we went to Disney with my grandma and DQ wouldn't let the other girls go that time either and boy was that a huge mess afterwards. Lots of hurt feelings and comments being made about loving them less because they couldn't go with us. DQ insists her children are not going under any circumstances.

Fast forward to last night on my way home from work. Phone rings. DQ asks me if I need their insurance cards. Hello I am the insurance carrier for them. I ask her what I needed them for. She informs me vacation. HUH? She wants dates we are leaving and returning. Miss G really wants to go and is mad DQ will not let her go. So my kids have some new outfits for school that my grandma bought them to take on vacation and use for school afterwards. Grandma got them their own special luggage. Miss G has nothing. I went and got Miss G and Miss M the same luggage last night. Heck they can use the luggage when we go camping as well. Well apparently, Miss M doesn't want to go. Her mommy will miss her too much. That is fine by me. Well as of 10pm last night, she convinced Miss M to go too so now they both will be going. So my $500 vacation money will not be enough for the gas, hotel, admission, food and souvenir's. Oh yeah and the last 4 times it has been our weekend with the girls, Miss M has been crying about missing Mommy and wanting to go home. We will see if things change between now and next Friday when we leave.

Weekend reflection

This weekend was very nice. Superdaddy went up north on Saturday and I had some quality time with the girls. The neighborhood bowling alley had kids bowl free for 3 games on Saturday and shoes $ .99. How cool was that. They even had hot dogs and soda's for $ .99 as well. CHEAP DATE!!

Superdaddy has not been able to contact C. Even his cousin who told us what has been going on with her cannot locate her. I guess they moved again or something. This weekend is a family camp with the church so the kids and I will be going there and Superdaddy has to work. Perhaps Saturday when he comes home, either he can drive up to try to find C or come up to camp with us. We will have to wait and see. I should have some really cool pics to post from camping after next weekend. They have a Children's wish club that pays to come launch hot air balloon's from the campground this weekend. It was a lot of fun last year should be a lot of fun this year as well.

On another note, a family from our church shared some information that I would like to pass along. If you know someone in your area that could benefit from it please pass it along as well. This is the link to food assistance. It is available in many states. If your family could benefit, you contact your local church, pay $25 and get double the amount of food. There is a menu on that site that shows what they give you. There are no "requirements" for income or family size or such. They even take Food Stamp EBT assistance.

Hope every one's weekend was blessed and peaceful. Here's to another busy week. I think I am going to follow Amy's lead and try the Flylady approach to getting organized. Will have to get snapping on it.

Sincere Apology

I do apologize for any offence I may have caused by my post on Thursday due to content or language. Some things are said out of frustration and could be offensive. These are things that are going through my head and would have been written in my private journal if I had one. For my foul language; I apologize.

Things have been worse and I know that. I know things have come a long way since then, and things can go South quickly. Things are looking up.

We still do not know if C will be coming to stay with us or not. Superdaddy needs to talk to them and find out what is going on. We are just taking one day at a time.

Fun test courtsey of Snickollet

WTF NEXT???

WTF is going on in today's world? WTF is a person like me supposed to do? WFT? WFT?

To hell in a hand basket is where my life is going. Something has got to give. I am afraid to ask what next. When Superdaddys father was in town a couple weeks back, we went out to dinner with him and got some insight about one of his children.

Superdaddy's mom has 3 kids; SD, J, and P. Superdaddy's dad has 7 kids: Superdaddy, J, P, D, M, J, C. A while back, D & M got into trouble with their mother and with the law and we had to go "rescue" them. They stayed with us even though things were not well with us financially. Hell we lived in a 2 bedroom mobile home with Superdaddy and myself, Bubba, Miss J, D, M, Dog, Cat, and Miss S, Miss G, and Miss M visiting every other weekend and I was pregnant with Chicky. Have I lost anyone yet?

When we moved, D moved in with Superdaddys mom (not D's mom) and shit hit the fan with us. Chicky was born, we didn't have a pot to piss in, and D stole from Superdaddy's business. Big time. M could see the shit D was pulling and pulled away from D. D ended up going into the service as soon as he knew we wouldn't let M get into trouble and such. After P hit my friends car, and that shit hit the fan, M was stuck in the middle. M eventually moved into P's house and we haven't heard much since. Fine and dandy. Things have gotten settled in our cozy 2 bedroom house with 2 basement bedrooms. Somehow or another, C is not doing well. I don't know all the details as of yet, but apparently she contracted lice and her mom's boyfriend went around telling everyone she had lice, and they would not get her treatment for it. She is a teenager and some shit like that could be devastating to any child let alone a teenager. Superdaddy asked that C call him and talk directly. She may end up coming to stay with us for a while until Superdaddy's father can come back to the state. Now what? We are struggling and trying to stay afloat. How the hell are we going to afford another teenager to feed, and clothe, and house? And to think, we talked about having another baby in the near future. Sheesh. My teenager scares the shit out of me and possibly 2 teenagers?!?!?!?

Some people should not be allowed to breed. For shit's sake, the mom has 6 kids, the oldest being almost 21 and the youngest being 3 or so. Why is it that superdaddy has to raise his father's kids? I am tired of being the responsible one. The one to take care of everyone else. The kids' mother thinks when they are 13 or so they can raise themselves. WFT????