The teenage years

This is Miss S from about 2 years ago. I know she was younger but still. After the incident with BIL hitting my friends car, MIL pulled Miss S from our lives. It has been such a heartache on myself and Superdaddy to go through this.

Isn't she georgous in this picture. Makes me want to know what she is thinking about.
This is why my heart hurts. More sorts of pictures like this are in her photo album. I wish I could hug her and tell her everything would be ok.

Happy Birthday Chicky!

From this at about 1 year old to....

Beacuse 4 years ago today you decided to come into the world at dinner time; Happy Valentines Day Princess Chicky. Happy Birthday to you Goofus! I cannot wait to show your children you loved to play with wormies. You were the best valentines present mommy and daddy could have ever received. Today is your day princess. Loves you more than words can ever say.

This at 3 1/2 years old. Obviously not too recent as there is no fluffy white cold snow pictured here.

My heart hurts

I have a step-daughter who is absolutely beautiful. She lives with my MIL. She will be 13 in August. We have not seen her in a little over 2 years. I occasionally seen her at Girl scout functions. I seen her Tuesday. This is cookie time for our scouts. I was helping a mom load the cookies in her car and Miss S walked by my moms house. That is where the cookies are being stored. She stopped to talk. She was so exicted to talk. I miss that little girl (who is taller than I am) more than words. My heart wretched up when she left. She gave me her email and asked me to email her. She also asked me to look her up on myspace. This will open up a whole can of worms with my MIL I am sure. I looked her up Tuesday night. I added her as my friend. Her screen name made me sad. It had her name followed by (hates her life). Tears poured down my cheek. What the heck has happened to this little girl? Looking through her pictures and stuff there is stuff that says "created to be hated" "loved by one hated by most". Mood (depressed). What can I do being that she is not allowed to come by us and we cannot go by her house. Chicky misses Miss S so much. I have brewed anger towards MIL because of all that happened and I don't know if I can ever get over it. I fogive her, but I will never forget it. My heart is broken; I am so worried about Miss S. I couldn't sleep Tuesday or Wednesday night. My heart hurts.

The Talk

So the talk was had this weekend. The talk with Superdaddy. I told him how I felt about Pat calling all the time and such. I don't think he gets how it affected me so much. Like I said before, jealousy has never been an issue and I don't know where it was coming from; the insecurity that is. Things better start looking up from here.

Dad; Thanks for looking down on me and guiding me during this difficult time in life. I miss you so much. This picture is one my grandmother took of my father not too long before he passed. At least I know dad is looking down and watching over me and the kids.

Coincidence?

Our region is getting pounded with snow. Our kids had a snow day today and it appears the snow band missed our area and headed north. We only have about 2 inhes or so. Superdaddy left out yesterday before the beating began. I hope he made it as far as he needed to so he can make it home tomorrow morning. Part of me hopes he didn't make it as far as he needed to. Apprently, Pat is coming from the south and stops near where Superdaddy stops. She is there for her 10 hour break about 9 hours before Superdaddy. When he pulls in she is getting ready to leave. As Cynnie indicated in her comment she would be worried. Is that a coincidence they stop there? I don't know. My mind is playing games on me lately. I think Superdaddy and I need some alone time. So help me Lord, she better not call this weekend.

Perhaps I feel so insecure because of the neighborhood happenings. Who knows.

Speaking of neighborhood happenings. Last night there was a bike parked by a bush in front of my house across the street. Across the street is a brick wall and a few scattered bushes and trees for 1/4 of a mile. No homes. The bike stuck out like a sore thumb seeing how the bushes/trees are barrin from the winter. When I walked in from work, Bubba met me at the door asking if he can go next door and check it out. He thought he heard banging from the house. I told him to take "killer" with him just in case. Add that to the bike and what do you come up with? I didn't send him alone, I went through the front yard and sent him through the back yard. The window DPW boarded up is still boarded up.

The long story

The other driver I was talking about lets call her Pat. We will call her that because her real name could be either boy or girl as well. When Superdaddy started talking about Pat during school and a few others. He talked about how hard it would be for a mother to leave her kids to go with the company she was driving for because they do team driving for like 8 - 12 weeks when they start and don't get home time. I was so glad Superdaddy didn't go with them. One night when he started driving, November 2006, there was an encounter with a hooker at a rest area. He teased me that Pat stops there too and he should tell the lizard to go visit her. Ha ha. I know that he did end up there once same time she did. He was going to have her check out his truck (hers was old and raggedy) and she didn't wake up but did tell him some lady came a knocking.

Not long after that, Pat left the company she was with and joined where Superdaddy used to work. She is still there he tells me. Apparently, they discuss kids and stuff all the time. Like I know she has 2 boys that stay with her mom for some reason or other. She never talks about a guy. I know lesbian's can have children all they need is a sperm donor. I get that. Maybe she is bi? I know plenty of ladies that like both men and women. I get it trust me. Hell I support rainbow love. Been there done that. You cannot help who you fall in love or lust with.

Problem I have is this...Superdaddy is either home Saturday early am to Monday mid pm or late Friday pm and leaves Sunday mid pm. That gives me about 30 hours or so with him. I share my time with the kids. Why does she insist on talking to him during my time? So what she may still be running he tells her he is chillin at home. Why does he let her monopolize his time?

Warning Bitchfest in progress

I don't get it. How does someone think it is OK to call another woman's husband during his only time home with the family and monopolize his time? Superdaddy is home on the weekends. That is our precious time together. Our time to spend with each other and the kids. Not time for her to call him just to B.S. and gossip. Now before you think I got my panties in a twist let me explain.

She went to driving school with Superdaddy. Supposedly she is gay. Never met the woman. In fact a few times when she called and I answered she hung up (that was in the early days). She went to work for a different company than Superdaddy and hated it. Superdaddy got her in where he was working before he went to drive for his O.O. She calls him and he calls her when he is on the road. I can somewhat deal with that. But the weekends is my time. He tells her when she calls that he is home but they still talk. Not like 10 minutes but for like an hour about friends from school and how is run is doing. Saturday she asked him if his O.O. was hiring!?! Superdaddy doesn't get why I get upset. His attitude is he thinks she is gay; she sports rainbow pride stuff; and never talks about a significant other in either masculine or feminine. She has 2 kids from a previous. Apparently, she liked men at one point in time. P.S. I have never met her so I don't really know.



Why do I get upset when he talks to her during his time home with me? I know Superdaddy and I have a strong relationship and jealousy has not been an issue.

PIA let me tell you...that bitch is lucky we don't know where she lives. She moved how long ago...Go ahead and look back I will wait...DECEMBER 17, 2007 PIA moved with the girls. Today is January 28th and let me tell you something. The girls still do not have beds! The beds from her apartment are in storage. She must owe the storage money because the girls do not have beds. Something was said about getting her taxes back and just buying them new day beds. What have they been sleeping on? Ask and you may not like the answer...THE FLOOR one sleeps on the basement floor and one on the living room floor. Hell my kids have "camped" out on the floor before don't get me wrong, but count the days and tell me 42 days later they don't have a bed to call their own!

Snow Sucks!

For the record, I have been wanting snow for sometime now. It helps with the bitter cold by adding a tad bit of humidity to the air and making it less bitter. Also dying to try our xmas gift out. We got a snowmobile for each other to share. Too bad we couldn't afford one for each of us. Today driving to work was brutal and sitting in my office with a nice window view sucks!! Our 2 inches of snow has caused my headache of the morning spiral into a full blown migraine.

Chicky seems to have passed her germs from this weekend to me. Nice of her to share like I taught her but germs is something I would rather not have shared with her.

OH!!! Almost forgot to share some juicy gossip. Looks like looser SD (sperm donor) and his wife are loosing their home to for closure. Saw it listed on realtor.com for the nicely reduced price of $60,000 with the stipulation subject to short sale. They bought it 3 years ago for $95,000. Don't pay child support and still cannot afford your home. Damn shame.

Anxious Dog

Last night after I got home from work Bubba took the dog out. Then he went to my cousin's house for a few hours. Of course it is winter time during this freak out and it is dark by the time I get home from work. While Bubba was at T's house, our dog "killer" would not move away from the front door. As in not even to chase the cat around. The door was locked though (told ya I was creeped out). Needless to say, while I was making our healthy dinner of mac n cheese, I swear the screen door opened. No one knocked. Even the dog perked her ears up and looked at the door. She didn't bark though which indicated to me it was someone we knew (?Bubba?). After about 30 seconds, i opened the door and no one was there.

Damn dog slept on top of me last night. Like literally on top of me. She was trying her hardest to be really super close to me. I had to kick her off the bed a few times, but when I rolled over, there she was again.

Nothing happened thank God just to add to the creepiness that has been happening. For the record, the door to the house was not opened last night when I got home nor was it opened this morning when I left the house.

Somebody is watching me

Not that we are in a poor neighborhood or anything, but we are just outside the ghetto. By just outside, I mean we are like 3 city blocks away from it. Our neighborhood is mostly senior citizens who are passing away or going to nursing homes or wherever so renters are moving in. My mom's neighborhood which is less than a mile away is way rougher and "ghetto-fied". The point is I guess, I am not comfortable staying home alone now.

When Superdaddy started driving truck, I was having anxiety attacks. Things since have improved greatly. That is, until Saturday night. The house next to us was a renter when we moved in. They vacated about a year and a half ago. The owners were going to re-rent it out but decided to list for sale instead. It has been on the market for over a year. The housing market and job market in this state sucks.

Saturday, we were out pretty late. Hell 2 am or so. When we got home we noticed the front door at "Bob's" house was wide open. We flagged down a cop that was driving down the main road and had them check it out. They indicated no one was in there at that time and they locked it up but to call again if we noticed anything. Yesterday it was wide open again.

We have a G. Shepherd dog who is pretty petite. She is almost 6 years old and only weighs about 50lbs. She used to hang out at "Bob's" house when they lived there. Since they have moved out though she has only tried to go over there a few times. Since Xmas she has been traveling over there more and more. Pretty creepy if you ask me. Though we have not seen a person there, there appears to be "SQUATTERS" or kids playing over there.

Recent activities have made it so I don't feel safe with having the kids come home after school until grandma picks them up. I am totally wigged out at night. Superdaddy was startled enough to take a trigger lock off the 12g and leave some bird shot where I could find it. Better learn to sleep with my glasses on just in case.

Hell I better learn to shoot the damn gun.

Maturity & Camp...Nice Combo.

So last weekend 2 moms and I took our older 10 girl scouts to weekend camp. We had a great time. Unbeknownst to myself though, the 4th and 5th graders had "the talk" at school. for the 60 minute drive, we heard talks about starting their cycle and maxi pads. Miss J asked me to take her shopping to buy the pads just in case she needed them at school. I know some girls start early, but she will only be 10. In the girl scout spirit (be prepared) we went shopping and got pads and pantie liners. Believe it or not, she wore one all weekend I believe by the amount out of the package. Sheesh it is starting already. Just in case.

My co-worker and I discussed this whole maturity issue. Her daughter will be 12 and well, she is grossed out. Co-worker advised daughter to start using pantie liner just in case and daughter had a total melt down. She was not going to use that stuff it was nasty. Poor thing is really in for a rude awakening.

Financial downer

This time of year is super depressing for me. Perhaps the hoopla of the holiday's; perhaps the financial loss from said hoopla's who knows. Miss J's has a friend who has a family similar to ours. He is younger though. She loves the family and the boy's sisters. They are all younger. The mother offered to have Miss J come over in the morning when I go to work. She drives the boy to school. Being cold and such I have been dropping her over there. The mother called last night, they are loosing their home to fore closure. They will have to move. They have 4 children and one step child. I am so sad for them. The dad lost his job and the market here sucks. He couldn't find a decent job right away. Heck even now he is making minimum wage and D H S seems to think minimum wage and 25 hours a week will support a family of 6 with 7 every other week. I cannot imagine how horrible and embarrassed she was to tell me this. Heck we are behind in our bills too. This could happen to us!!

Superdaddy had a super long break with the holidays. He was off from the evening Dec 21 until the evening of Jan 2. Short lived though. His truck took a crap Jan 4. He was supposed to leave out again Jan 6. He has been home because said truck is the shop. Though I enjoy his time home, he needs to get his rear end back to work! He is driving me nuts!!

To go along with the financial crap, PIA is crying about money again. Superdaddy pays what the courts ask him to pay and it is not enough for her. I bet we will be back to court soon. Now that she is living in a 3 bedroom home instead of a 2 bedroom apartment.

Here's to a better financial new year to all!

Only in Michigan

What does it look like is happening in this picture? Is this guy fishing?

You would never believe me if I told you this so I guess I just better show it to you.

I work in a big city. I was picking something off the floor in my office and happened to glance out the window and thought; "What the hell is that guy doing ice fishing in the parking lot?" He really wasn't ice fishing, but it sure looks like it. The lines on the photo are from taking the picture through the screen they put on our window's so no one can jump out of it.

Reinforcements?

They were actually fixing some underground electrical wiring I guess. I like the fishing idea better though. Some office humor for you. Have a great day!

Bambi Mamma Killer!!

Last weekend was late antler less deer season in our neck of the woods. Superdaddy and Bubba wanted to try Bubba's 16 g shotgun that he got for Christmas. Bubba needs to learn to aim (now that he found his glasses) and shoot. He got the hind leg. Superdaddy didn't know that Bubba shot at it until later (they were in separate spots in the woods) and blew the lungs out. Good Shot!!

Same deer, just different angel. Guess I better learn to cook this stuff and like it huh?? Supermommy doesn't care so much for venison.

This picture kills me. This is my uncle's doe. He killed it Thursday and hung it to drip dry. When they came home Sunday with Superdaddy's kill, it was kind of frozen seeing how we got a sort of deep freeze up here. This is how it laid down from being hung in the tree. Lays like my dog lays in the grass. Just cracks me up.

P.S. Don't tell my uncle or causin, Superdaddy got the biggest deer out of the 4 the group got total Nah Nah Na Boo Boo!!!

Wishes

After serious & cautious consideration.....your contract of friendship has been renewed for the New Year 2008!

It was a very hard decision to make. So try not to screw it up!!!

My Wish for You in 2008
May peace break into your house and may thieves come to steal your debts. May the pockets of your jeans become a magnet of $100 bills. May love stick to your face like Vaseline and may laughter assault your lips! May your clothes smell of success like smoking tires and may happiness slap you across the face and may your tears be that of joy. May the problems you had forget your home address! In simple words ............
May 2008 be the best year of your life!!!

Thoughts

Ever love someone so much it hurts? How about miss them so much it hurts? Superdaddy was home for the holidays well from the 21st til today. He leaves out soon. Even when he was home I miss him so much. Hard to explain. Emotionally, physically, everything. The holidays were nice with the kids and all just lonesome.

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.