Life

Things in my life have not gotten better, nor gotten any worse. They have kind of plateaued. I have turned my spirits over to the man upstairs. I have cried so hard the last few days, I think I very well may be starting to dehydrate. Honestly, if I didn't know I was pregnant, I would have went and spent $5 on a pack of cigarettes. I swear I could taste them it was so bad.

Because of recent events, our family is in for some pretty life changing events coming up here in the future. Not just the baby, but our family as a whole with schools, and location and such. Will have to share details when they are a little more firmed up.

I have to go to the doctors today for my first visit and with all the stress, I am afraid what my blood pressure will be.

I think there is something in the air because my coworker is a wreck. I don't know the details, nor would I share specifics, but it is bad. Very bad.

To those friends online that are in hard hit weather areas, I pray everyone in your family is safe.

Heartache

Tornado Levels Boy Scout Camp In Iowa

Two people are dead in northern Kansas after tornadoes cut a diagonal path across the state Wednesday night, authorities said.

A spokeswoman for the Kansas Adjutant General's Department said one victim was found in a yard in the town of Chapman. The other was found outside a mobile home in the Jackson County town of Soldier.

The most extensive damage from the tornado outbreak appears to be in Chapman.
A half-mile-wide tornado tore through the town, destroying more than 60 homes and numerous businesses. All three schools were damaged.

A tornado also hit the campus of Kansas State University in Manhattan, damaging buildings and tossing cars.

No injuries were reported there.

In Blencoe, Iowa, a tornado that ripped through a Boy Scout camp in western Iowa added to the weather crisis in a state hit by flooding in the east.

At least four people were killed Wednesday evening when the powerful twister struck the 1,800-acre camp where 93 boys and 25 staff members were attending a weeklong leadership training camp.

More than 40 people were hurt.

A Boy Scout official said the twister destroyed all the buildings and tents and most of the trees. Rescuers dug through piles of debris to reach trapped victims, some of them sheltering under tables.

A rescue official said everyone at the camp has been accounted for.
The National Weather Service issued two warnings minutes before the tornado hit, but it's not clear if the camp had sirens.

Tornadoes also touched down in southern Minnesota and eastern Nebraska.

Bubba is scheduled to to to "Leadership training" next week in our state. My heart is broken for the families of these 'best of the best' boy scouts. Dear Lord please be with their families during this very difficult time.

Not so good

Terrible day. Started off bad...went to worse.

Say a prayer or whatever for me. Lord knows I need strength right now.

The baby is ok...the older kid well that is another story. He is ok physically too. God is testing me. I certainly do not need patience. I need strength.

Life

How can something that was wanted so much feel so bad? If I hear one more time how do you know your pregnant you haven't gone to the doctor yet? I remember him doing this with Chicky and all but give me a break. Part of me thinks this may put a huge strain on our marriage. I mean I have been pregnant 5 times and it is not like I made my period go MIA. I think part of it is the fact that we have been trying going on 2 entire years. Part of the problem though is this...he is only home on weekends at best. How can one time ovulation on that?

I'm just not coping today. This weekend was very trying on me. I never did make it to the cemetery. My house is still a wreck, the laundry didn't get completed, and I have a sink full of dishes still. What did I do all weekend?

Next weekend is the school bus races. I asked him if he wanted to go. The kids love to go. It is a fun day out at the race track. He won't answer me. Like what the heck is he going to do if he is home alone?

The girls got their hair did this weekend. Will have to catch a pic of them to post. Miss J chopped hers very short so she can donate it to the kids with cancer. Chicky just wanted her bangs done but did end up with a little off the back.

Happy birthday old man!

Today you would be 53. Dang you are getting old. The kids and I will sing you happy birthday like we do every year. I don't know if we will make it to the cemetery or not because it is supposed to be rainy. For sure father's day of course. I sure do miss you more than words can every explain.

It is hard to believe in September will be the beginning of 8 years since you have gone to Heaven. Just last week, you welcomed H's mom to heaven. She is sorely missed by her family as well. Give her a hug and tell her I am sorry I wasn't there to say good bye.
Please keep watch over my friend M's unborn baby. They are having a rough go this time around. Please keep watch over our unborn baby as well. Keep him/her healthy and strong.

I LOVE YOU! and I MISS YOU SO MUCH!

Pregnant friend

If you are the praying type, I know someone who is in desperate need of prayers right now. She has had a pretty stressful doctor appointment yesterday and it doesn't look good. Though I have never met her in real life, she has 2 beautiful girls who are her world and had the flu for a while; never entertaining the idea of pregnancy and was blessed with a "surprise". This pregnancy has been extremely hard on her and my heart aches for her. I could barely sleep after hearing her news. Please pray or send her vibes or something; for a healthy baby and her own health as she is fairing pretty poorly these days.

Please Dear God let there be a happy outcome for my pregnant friend whom I have never met. She has gone through so many trials and she really needs you to be present by her side as well as her unborn baby's side during this very stressful time. Amen.

Camping

Miss G is hot rodding!
Miss J hot rodding!
Miss M being cute
Tent city
Cousin's girl hot rodding!

RIP Friend's Mom

One of my high school best friends' mother passed away this morning. I remember growing up trying to hook her mom and my dad up. I am sitting here at work bawling my eyes out. I know that mom is not in pain anymore and lets face it...mom won her fight with cancer. I know my friend and her mother had their differences all of their life but I know friend was with her mom when she made the transition.

Hugs to friend and her family. RIP Mom! You will be missed by many.

Expecting

I wasn't trying to hold out on ya'll. We found out Thursday morning before we went up north this weekend.

When we found out I was pregnant with Chicky, the shit hit the fan with PIA. She went on a rampage. She tried to fight me and everything. She wanted Miss M to be Superdaddy's last child. According to her, he was only meant to have 3 children. She thinks it is her business to try to manage his life. Hell it quit being her business Xmas morning when she packed his shit in trash bags back in 2002. To this day, she tries to be all up in our business "for her children's sake".

More drama to follow...GUARANTEED!

Venting

I firmly believe misery loves company. PIA is very jealous of us. We have more than she does. Her stuff is nicer (house, car etc.) but we have "more". She does not think I can take care of her children the way she can. Like I am not capable of being a mother. Hell her kids already have a mother they sure do not need another one. I think part of it is I am not like her. I will never be like her. I treat our children like they all belong to me. They are treated equally with gifts, love, punishments etc.

One of my biggest pet peeves is simply LYING! I have lied in the past to my folks when I was growing up. The problem with lying is trying to keep the lies straight. She is a compulsive liar. She lies so much, she actually believes what she is saying is the truth. She lies to the kids, Superdaddy; everyone. The girls are becoming chronic liars as well. Example, before taking the kids home Monday, I was doing the clean clothes check (Lord knows if they went home with dirty clothes, we would have protective services at our home). Miss G let me see your undies; CHECK, socks; CHECK. Miss M let me see your undies; CHECK, socks; they are clean. No let me see them, they are clean I promise. No let me see them. SHE WASN'T WEARING ANY!! I took her to Superdaddy who asked her why she lied. She didn't. She was telling the truth. I told her if she was going to lie she was going to have to stay at her moms house and lie there because at our house lying was not acceptable. Sheesh. What is a Step-mom to do?

I think part of the reason PIA has a problem with me is that I am not like her. I do not lie or cheat. I do not blame my problems on anyone else. When I don't like how something is going or not going, I do something to fix it instead of blaming everyone else. I have integrity, honor and morals. If that makes me a horrible person than so be it.

The shit will hit the fan in the near future when she finds out we are expecting again. Good Lord I think I may need an umbrella when it comes raining down.

Does it ever get easier?

I just don't get it. This weekend was wonderful. Very little aggravation and conflict. When we got home, I was so frustrated with things. When Superdaddy took the girls home, PIA had a huge attitude about missing a spring jacket. I found the jacket this morning. I was nice enough to bring it by her house and she was pissy about it. Then called Superdaddy and told him I was rude and nasty to her. I was late to work and she couldn't even say thank you. I guess one important lesson is this: You need to give respect in order to receive respect. Lets face it that is something she will never get because she does not give it. I think personally she needs to find fault with Superdaddy and I so she can feel better about herself for some reason. Things will get worse coming up shortly guaranteed. I cannot wait for the day when the girls are old enough that we don't have to deal with her as much. It would be a day too soon.

I will share pictures of our camping excursion tomorrow. I forgot the camera at home.

Busted weekend

So after my little temper tantrum about the girls, they didn't come after all. My weekend was almost a bust. Saturday, I took my cousin and his kid to get a free car seat because the law is changing in July. A quick trip turned into almost 4 hours of 4 children in the vehicle sitting. Believe it or not, they were good as gold. I was impressed. After that, I took down the bunk beds that cousin was taking home for his kid. It rained of course and I had to drive it to his digs to avoid ruining the wood.

Sunday I took the girls to the zoo. That was almost a bust as well. I took a friend of my mom's to the zoo. She is a senior citizen with 2 adult retarded children. All they wanted to do was ride the train. We rode the train to the back of the zoo, went to see the kangaroo's and polar bears and took the train back to the front and left. Her oldest was having a melt down at the polar bear exhibit. Not pretty. Did get 2 rose bushes dug up yesterday before I threw in the towel and called it quits for the night. Maybe today I can try to get another bush out.

Ya know what really sucks is doing the right thing and getting kicked in the teeth for it. My cousin and his son moved out of my aunts home last week. His dad (my uncle) was on top of him hitting him and my cousin's son walked into the room. My cousin decided to pack his stuff and leave. His parents let him take some things and made him leave other things. Superdaddy and him go hunting and hanging out and stuff. Since my aunt found out we knew what happened she has not spoken to me at all. Messed up thing is this...today I forgot my cell phone at home. Miss J missed the bus. She called freaking out when I finally got to work. She asked my aunt to get a hold of me to tell me she missed the bus and I didn't have my phone...I still have not heard from my aunt. My mom asked her to get in touch with me about Miss J as well.

Now tell me if family is not supposed to help family who is? Personally, I would be pissed off at my family for not helping some other family member out. Give me a break.

Oooppss!

Looks like Superdaddy pissed her off real good this time when he told her he was going to Scout camp with Bubba. Either that or she found my blog.

Will have a faboulous weekend either way.

The story of my life!

Of course. This is the story of my life.

Superdaddy and Bubba are going to Boy Scout camp this weekend, I have a ton of stuff to get done around the house, laundry, yard work, packing for camp next weekend, shopping for jeans for the girls at a second hand store. Guess what? Bet ya already guessed. PIA has decided our tax money and stimulation check was enough money to buy their love temporarily and let them come over this weekend. I have missed them girls so much, but why do they have to come over when I have like 48 hours worth of shit to do crammed into 24 hours a day????? Good thing what I had planned to do didn't actually cost money to do (except for the shopping for jeans) and been budgeted for. Told ya she could mess up a wet dream. The kicker is...it is not our weekend!!!

Perhaps I can con them into helping with the yard work instead of killing each other in the back yard over bubbles or bicycles? Yeah right. Perhaps they will get their bedroom cleaned up? Hell a mother/step-mother can dream can't she?

Superdaddy still does not know what this week holds for him and work. Part of me wished he delivered commodities (food and household products) so I knew he would always have work, but then again, that would leave him home less and driving coast to coast instead of regionally.

Going's on

The "bone" yard still needs some work. Quite a bit of work actually. Yesterday was not a good day to do yard work. It poured all day. In fact, I went to scout camp with Miss J's school yesterday in the rain. I almost got "lunch time detention" yesterday for playing in the mud puddles. Perhaps this weekend I will be able to do some more yard work. I need a long weekend vacation.

Superdaddy's run got cancelled this week again. Sigh. I cannot wait for all of the labor disputes to end so Superdaddy can get a full paycheck again. The money tree in our yard still has not sprouted despite all of the rain. Must be poor soil or something.

Mothers Day

Hope everyone had a wonderful mother's day. This was the first year on mother's day I haven't had the step-kids around; ironically enough. It was kinda quiet around our house. We did house work because it was pouring outside all day.

Today is beautiful outside today. Probably going to try to do yard work today. In our neighborhood they have a court that will give you tickets and such if your grass is higher than 6 inches and you have "debris" in your yard. We have a "bone" yard of atv parts laying around. I am gonna try to organize it and get the grass cut today. Perhaps I will succeed.

Wrong profession!!

How Much Is Mom Worth? $117,000, Site Says

Working At Home Would Often Add Overtime Pay
POSTED: 10:51 am EDT May 9, 2008

If a stay-at-home mom could be financially compensated, she'd bring home nearly $117,000 a year.

That's according to an annual pre-Mother's Day study released by Salary.com, which studies workplace compensation.

For the past eight years, Salary.com has calculated mothers' market value by studying pay for tasks such as child care and housekeeping.

This year's stay-at-home mom figure is $116,805 per year, while the working mom figure is $68,405. Both are down from last year because of a change in study methodology.
The range of at-home value for a working mother varies from $36,680 to $104,767, according to the site.

The numbers were based on a survey of moms who averaged a 94-hour workweek. If moms were in the workplace, they'd be spending more than half their working hours on overtime.
Salary.com also provides a tool that allows you to calculate the value of the mother in your life and even cut a pretend check for that amount.
Distributed by Internet

This is precisely why PIA can sit on her butt and I have to work. I make less than the "working" mom figure. Like by 1/3!!! I think I should quit my job and start staying at home and collecting.


Happy mothers day to anyone who is a mother, step-mother, grandmother, mother in waiting, mother of an angel. Heck HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY EVERYONE!!

Here we go...

He is home YEAH!

Paycheck Boo! The strike happening has brought him home early. That means half a paycheck.

Maybe today he will fix the light switches or the light fixtures. I have a "honey do" list that is almost 12 inches long.

Another strike :(

His run is affected yet again by striking workers. Well it is not officially affected yet, it will be in the near future. The plant he delivers for walked out today apparently.

I think one of the hardest things I am having to cope with currently is not enough time. Superdaddy is home on the weekends most weekends and well I have to share him with the kids and errands and such. It sucks. This weekend he had to run up north Friday and come home Saturday evening. My Saturday evening was spent a the skating rink with my girl scout troop. We were like breezes passing in the night. Sunday we had house chores and outdoor chores to do and then just like that he was gone again.

I hate the fact that there are things that need to be done around the house and he is not around to help out. Like the hall light switch needs to be replaced, the bedroom light fixtures need to be replaced, the kitchen ceiling fan, the screen door. Sheesh I guess it sounds like our home is falling apart. I guess I should enroll in the Home depo do it "herself" classes.

I have spent quite a lot of time on the subject of PIA lately. Sorry you guys have heard so much about her. I cannot believe I have allowed her to bring out a whole wrath of anger in myself. We have not seen the girls since March when I took the girl scouts to camp. It has been 4 weeks since I seen them, 6 weeks since Superdaddy seen them. I have a feeling since his mother is talking to PIA again, the visits will get spaced further and further apart until the courts have to step in again. Maybe since she got the tax refund, she will have enough money to buy their love for a few weeks and she will lay off.

Here is to a better week.

Baby Mamma Drama

Things should start looking up from here on out. We bought a used van this weekend. Another gas guzzler I'm afraid. It is in great shape for being 18 years old. Barney will be going to the shop Thursday to get its oil pump changed by our son and his auto shop class. Mom found a reasonable car that she got this weekend as well. Everyone has wheels now YEAH!!!

PIA she really is something else. I told Superdaddy he should have been slapped just for thinking about screwing her. I have decided she is like a herpe's sore. Not pretty to look at, causes a bunch of pain and aggravation, can screw up a good weekend let alone a steamy dream, and well lets face it, THERE IS NO CURE!! All I want to know is how much money does it take to buy two little girl's love? PIA is living fat at the moment and we are eating mac n cheese and hot dogs again; SIGH. And she is taking Superdaddy back to court for more money. Love does not provide for children now a days, and well all she has to offer is love and Superdaddy's money because she will not get a job.

New friend from a while ago and her hubby and kid came by last week to visit. Her hubby was trying to fix barney for us and well tore it apart and then had a temper tantrum and left it in pieces for me (nice friend huh) and well my heart is broken. New Friend or her husband took money out of my purse. Not like it was a lot of money only $8.00 but I cannot trust them in my home again. I hope they at least bought their kid milk with the money and not pills like I know they buy.

Life has me in a holding pattern. Stress has my body in a vice grip.

She is pleased

PIA got the income tax thing she has been waiting for. Probably got her tax rebate as well. Who knows.

Who needs to work? There is welfare!

Someone who does not have a job needs to quit bitching about money and get off her fat ass and get a job. Superdaddy works night and quits driving at like 4 am or so. PIA has the common courtesy to dial up the phone at the butt crack of dawn at 8:30 am and cuss him out about income tax returns. Bitch needs to wait her damn turn and let the IRS have their turn first. She is supposed to get married this weekend, looks like the tax return didn't come in time to pay for the wedding so they may have to postpone it. BUMMER! Bitch needs to get the girls beds before she pays for the wedding.

She told him she is taking him back to court because he has $3,000 in back child support to pay. I told Superdaddy we would fix her ass and quit sending in payments until she drags him back to court so we could have bail money. Just get a money order weekly for his payment and take it with him. If you want things in life and to go places in life you need to work at a job not sit on your ass and collect welfare and child support. Everyone knows, it takes 2 incomes to raise a child (or 4 in her case) and apparently, she doesn't have to work. She must be the exception to the rule.

Goings on

Superdaddy has been getting the run around from work. They bring him home on the weekends and the last two weekends, he has had to fight with dispatch to get home. It would not be a big deal, but last weekend was Girl Scout camp and he was trying to fix barney (which happened on Sunday) and this weekend, he was trying to fix another car for mom to drive (that didn't happen). The blue van not so fixable. It is not the lifters as once thought, it is a rod that threw SHIT!! Just cannot catch a break.

PIA is supposedly getting married this weekend (will believe it when I see it).

It snowed yesterday!! Not enough to stick, but a blizzard none the less. Today, we could use the AC on.

One day at a time!

To my children

If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious.

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... uphill BOTH ways. And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!

But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today.

You've got it so easy!

I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!

I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog! There was no email! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there!

There were no MP3's or Napsters! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself! Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the D.J. would usually talk over the beginning!

We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it! And we didn't have fancy Caller ID Boxes either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mom, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!

We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'asteroids' your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!! And there were no multiple levels or screens it was just one screen forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!

When you went to the movie theater there no such thing as stadium seating! All the seats were the same height! If a tall guy or some old broad with a hat sat in front of you and you couldn't see, you just couldn't see!

Sure, we had cable television, but back then that was only like 15 channels and there was no on screen menu and no remote control! You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were out of luck when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your behind and walk over to the TV to change the channel and there was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little brat!

And we didn't have microwaves if we wanted to heat something up we had to use the stove or go build a frigging fire! Imagine that! If we wanted popcorn, we had to use that stupid Jiffy Pop thing and shake it over the stove forever like an idiot.

We also played outside and refused to come inside at any time of the year…we fought to stay outside not to stay inside

That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You are spoiled. You would not have lasted five minutes back in 1980!

Regards,
The over 30 Crowd

Throw me a life jacket -

I'm drowning!!

It has not quit raining at our home. My van engine took a crap Wednesday before Easter, the Omni still has not ran since we got it. We keep dumping money in it for mom. Hell it practically has been rebuilt under the hood. The whole cooling system, head gasket, valve cover gasket and such. The monster truck Superdaddy got this weekend died on the way home. Simple coil apparently, but still no keys to drive it so we need a locksmith, a windshield, turn signals (they aren't working), tune up, oil change, trans fluid changed. Barney lovingly named because of the size and color has been awesome to us. It has been in a hurricane 3 1/2 years ago, gone to Mt. Rushmore on the family vacation; hell we have doubled the miles on it in 6 1/2 years. I was thinking to myself how impressed I was that it has over 166,000 miles on it and we haven't had any major problems. Then as I pulled into the driveway, the belt started squeaking. Not good, but not bad. The idler tension pulley broke off into the engine and it needs a oil sending unit replaced. Basically Barney is immobile until further notice. If there was a bridge close, and it wasn't raining, and it wasn't 30 degrees, I would jump. I throw in the towel and wave the white surrender flag. I am not coping!!

Not to mention we are going camping with girl scouts this weekend and I need Barney!

Should have stayed in bed

For shits sake I should have stayed in bed. This am I took our dog Killer and our cat to an animal vaccine fair. Things were going swimmingly. Superdaddy went to look at a "beast" of a car he saw on Craig List. It was not as good as the seller made it out to be so Superdaddy talked him down. Great. Saved us $200. The damn thing died in the way home. My cousin was with him when he got it, so said cousin pushed it with his father's beast of a car and his beast over heated. Of course. The car Superdaddy and cousin were fixing for my mom still does not work. They replaced the head gasket, the valve cover gasket, and plugs, wires, distributor. Damn thing turns over just won't start. So after a long cold day outside, causin went home (about 30 miles away or so) and we sat down to eat dinner. Believe it or not, the tire fell off while he was driving his father's truck home. Good thing his parents knew he was coming over to help with the Omni but bad thing it happened to him while he was driving and his parents were out of town. To make matters worse, his folks are the ones that hold grudges and lay blame wherever possible. So, after successfully purchasing another vehicle for my mother, Superdaddy and I to share, the Omni still does not work, the minivan still has a blown engine, and we only have 1 car after all and we are down $700 or so.

The best thing that happened today was we got the vaccines for free.

De'ja' Vu

Last night was a very difficult conversation with Bubba. He told me about a friend of his who he didn't want to converse with on the phone. He wanted to text her. Puzzling I know. She switched schools just before Easter to a neighboring school district. Why did she have to switch, did she move? Nope she got pregnant and baby daddy told his friends she was a whore. That girl is 14 or 15; Bubba's age (same age as I when I got pregnant with Superdaddy's baby way when). My heart hurts just thinking about it. I guess when she told the daddy, he promised her the world and then she was being called these names and well, I hope she smarted up with him.

Continuing letter to past

9th grade, that was a blast. Too bad for Bubba now, I already know the tricks. If mom only knew what I really did when she dropped me off at school, she would kill me. Superdaddy what the hell were we thinking? Your mom/step father would have killed us as well if he ever found out. I guess I don't understand how or why you quit coming around. I know what reason you gave and it makes perfect sense but it still hurt like a bitch. I guess forever meant unless parents interfered.

High school sucked without Superdaddy in it to be honest. When Bubba was conceived, it was even harder. I had to prove to myself that being a teenage mom would be ok and I would not fail like they expected me to. Hell I thought SD and I would stay together until I caught his pecker in another girl. I then wished I hadn't ever told him about the baby and part of me wishes he was not there to share in the birth of Bubba. That was precious time and he didn't deserve to be part of it. Perhaps things would have turned out different who knows. When Bubba had to have surgery, I wish I could have turned back the clock to never tell SD. I was absolutely disgusted that you brought your whore to the hospital with both of you stoned out of your mind to see him. I was there, studying for school finals and you and her were stoned. Proud parent of the year you were. Asshole. Should have clued me in then. Child support was the promise I kept to SD. It has been 14 years with out any financial support. You child knows that. He knows you care for the other kids even your second oldest M who you don't see. I don't regret it other than I could have banked it for Bubba's education. We did just fine without you SD. Your loss not mine. Saturday Bubba's revised birth certificate came in the mail. Saturday was "Adoption Day" at our home. Saturday, you officially were relieved of your "fatherly sperm donor" duties to our child. Saturday you became a no body in our home. I need to thank you for giving me a very handsome heart breaker of a son who will grow up to make some lucky lady very happy one day.

DA Lord have Mercy. I am still very angry at you DA. You were my rock. You helped me to be open and honest with myself. You showed me I mattered. You treated Bubba like your own child. You made a difference in his young life. What the hell happened? I will never forgive Billy and Louie for introducing you to the "ultimate high". I know they didn't put a gun to your head but still. I cannot help but wonder if you hadn't tried it how things would have turned out. You opened my eyes to many wonderful things. For that I am eternally grateful. You let me explore my wants and needs and that is who I am today. I am no longer afraid to try different things. You and I made a beautiful little girl. She was your world. Why did heroin take that away from you and her? I will never understand. Miss J turned 10 last week. I cannot help but remember the night she was born. We barley made it to the hospital. That was one night I know you were stone cold sober. I wish that was enough to help you stay clean but Lord knows it wasn't. When we married, I intended to be married for life not for a while. I am sorry that I was not able to save our marriage. I was not willing to place our family on the back burner to heroin and your addiction. Thank you for our beautiful baby girl. She misses you so much.

To be continued another day.

Happy Easter!

The girls were sick this week. PIA only let them come over Saturday because it was the girl's birthday party. When Superdaddy went over their house on Friday, Miss G was only flushed but she was running around like a mad woman. Miss M was playing possum and clinging for attention to PIA. When PIA is nervous, she runs her mouth and boy does she spill it. For instance, she spilled that her fiancee (they are getting married 4/18 hopefully) does not indeed live in a trailer as she has insisted in the past. His parents own a trailer up north. He does not make $25 an hour driving a box truck he makes $11. She has applied for SSI disability due to a rare liver disease (from taking tyl.enol with codeine as a child) that enables her to sit on her butt because she don't want to work. She is capable of working as her liver is sick just not as sick as her hypocondriact-ness makes it out to be.

Saturday we got the papers in the mail to make Superdaddy official. Heaven forbid something happen to me before my children are old. SD will have to fight Superdaddy to have Bubba. He has not been a father for over 14 years. There has been no contact at all from SD except for an Email on Bubba's birthday since May 4, 2007 and that was a text message to tell me that his grandma died and that in fact was from his wife.

Hope everyone had a blessed Easter.

Karma the Bitch

Today was supposed to be a great day off. Today I had to take Miss J to the doctor. She keeps having sore throats. She will have her tonsils out right after school lets out this year. On the way to pick Chicky up from school, the car started making this "noise". One I have never heard before. Great I was thinking. I forgot to check the oil. No dice, I dumped 2 quarts of oil in and it is successfully 1.5 quarts too much. Seems I blew a rod or better yet a lifter. Karma the bitch bit me for all the evil things I have said about PIA and MIL this past week.

Since mom's truck got jacked, she has used Superdaddy's van. Now my van is shot. Looks like I better get better walking shoes and learn to car pool. Good thing the white fluffy cold stuff is going away soon. May have to jump my fat ass on a bicycle and loose some weight.

Look Out!

This weekend found me keeled over in bed with the flu. Friday was Miss J's birthday. She is a whopping 10. Where has the time gone? I will dedicate a post to her tomorrow. And then today is Miss G's birthday. She will have her own post on Tuesday.

As predicted by my crystal ball, PIA did the most foolish; ignorant thing this weekend. Remember last Sunday Miss S came over? Remember Superdaddy seen PIA's truck in MIL's driveway? This weekend PIA had Miss G's birthday sleepover. She had Miss J and Chicky spend the night. When I picked them up PIA stopped me at the door and told me how horrible Miss J was. How absolutely disrespectful she was and how she was a big ass liar. I was so shocked to say the least. Miss M and Chicky were so happy that Miss S was there. I didn't see her though. Through talking on the way home, it was revealed MIL was there for the party and what not. She had heart failure because Miss S was at our home and the bitch had my husband's family at her home for G's birthday. Had I known MIL would be there, my girls would not have gone there. In fact, I have decided, that PIA and MIL will not be around my girls at all. Superdaddy needs to try to get the kids away from her. She has taught them to lie and be deceitful; exactly the kind of people this country needs for the future.

Whole family again!!

For about 5 hours Sunday, our family was whole once again. Now to find the underlying cause of the "wholeness".

MIL allowed Miss S to come over and visit. She spend a great deal of time with Superdaddy being that he just got home Sunday morning. It was a blessing. When she was playing with the girls, Miss G decided to call PIA from S's phone. That sent off the PIA tornado. We will have to wait and see what the near future holds. I took the girls home while Superdaddy stayed with S and the kids. In turn, when Superdaddy took Miss S home, it appeared PIA was parked in MIL's driveway. What kind of shit is that? Calling him going off on him about S being at the house around her kids. WTF? I guess Let the games begin.

Superdaddy went to his brother's house yesterday to talk to him. I guess the house is hit. The fire tried to go to the garage but somehow managed to spare it. Superdaddy bought a snowmobile from him and a power washer from him. That power washer looks powerful enough to spray the concrete off the ground.

Miss J turns 10 Friday and Miss G; 9 on Monday. Drama sucks!!

When it rains.......

SHIT!!!!!

It appears my BIL's house had a fire. Found a posting in Craigs list. UGGG!!

This is the middle brother not the one who hit my friends car. :(

It's Not His Job Anymore!!

Superdaddy is obviously a truck driver. American Axel is on strike for about a week now. My uncle works there. They supply GM with a lot of parts. Superdaddy delivers to GM. You see where this is going. They cancelled his load for tomorrow which means he came home last night. YEAH!!. They want to send him to Kansas City today. If they send him out he will not be home this weekend :(

PIA really is something else. Get this. In Michigan we got a pretty significant snow storm dumping 5 inches in our neck of the woods. Nothing compared to St. Louis' 10 inches. She had the balls to call Superdaddy yesterday. She wanted to know if he was in town. Why you ask? She needed her snow shoveled. She has 4 children (17 year old boy, 15 year old girl, 9 year old girl, 6 year old girl). What is wrong with them helping shovel? First born has a syndrome that if he over exerts himself, he will have heart problems. What is over exertion? Playing basketball? He does. He plays for the local parks and recreation, the y and the school. Why can't he shovel snow? What about 2nd born? She is a princess who expects everyone to take care of her. She refuses to help her mom. I guess my point is, IT IS NOT HIS JOB TO TAKE CARE OF HER ANYMORE!! THEY ARE DIVORCED!!

Ignorance drives me crazy

People think that February 28 must mean March 7 or something. PIA placed a cookie order and guess what? THERE ARE NO MORE COOKIES!! I have a "leader" that thinks she can turn in her money on March 7 instead of February 28 because she was out of town. The check for $9551.52 is going to bounce tomorrow if the 3 parents that have not paid yet do not pay. What the hell is wrong with people now a days? You took the damn cookies and collected the money PAY UP!! It is not my fault you spent the money, or was out of town. I paid mine on time people!!

Superdaddy decided to jump off the deep end and got another quad on Ebay. He is supposed to pick it up this weekend or next. Then his friend that used to drive at the same company as he did called today and is selling his quad. You guessed it. We have to come up with $395 for the one off of ebay and another $500 from his friend. Plus the down payment for the 5 acres of land that has to be paid by March 15 (another $500). The money tree we planted when we moved into the house still has not sprouted at our house (poor soil I'm guessing seeing how we are drowning in rain lately).

I wish the IRS would just look at our return and tell us how much PIA gets and how much we are not getting back that way we could just juggle a little bit. Money stresses me out to no end.

Closure

It is with heavy heart that I tell everyone that our pastor appreciated all of your prayers. It was the Lord's will to have his son join him as he walks in heaven. Today I ask you to pray for comfort and peace during this Lent for Pastor Roger and Mrs. Besty as they celebrate Gioseph's life and mourn their earthly loss.

RIP Gioseph; You are missed every day by your parents, siblings, and wife. God Bless and Keep you.

I think I am jealous

It is driving me nuts I tell ya. I think I am jealous of "Pat". How can I be jealous of someone I have never met? I think I am jealous of the time she spends on the phone with Superdaddy. I don't know. All I know is this...she was heading out of town and only a few miles behind him. They met up and had lunch and when he gassed up, she waited for him. She followed him until her turn off. He invited her and her children to come to our property to get away this summer. WTF? I guess it makes time go by when you have someone to talk to on the CB or whatever.

Last night I was thinking about this and asked myself how I would feel if it was a guy such as "John" meeting up with him. I have met "John" and he really is a whiney person. I think it is funny when they do cross paths because he sometimes gets annoyed by the whininess. When John calls on the phone however, I do get upset he calls on the weekend because it is my time.

I think I am jealous of someone I have never me :(

Open letter to the past

Dear Past,

Some days you are in the front of my mind more so than the present. Not a day goes by that I do not think of the stupid shit we did. It may sound like I have a lot of regrets, but on the contrary, I do not have very many. Some of the best times were had back than when we were young enough to not think of all the consequences of our actions. Now that I am older, the one thing that is obvious is that you shaped my life and who I am today. This time of year sucks really bad. This is the time of year that "What if Lane" seems to keep creeping up.

I still regret that mom found out about the baby just a little bit too soon. You know what that means, I would have a son who would be 18 coming up. Damn that makes me feel old. Who knows what would have become with SD and myself if he would have been born. Would I still have Bubba a few short years later? God has a plan for all of us and I believe he knew what he was doing all along. One of the most difficult days was my wedding day; the day MIL told me she always thought of me as a daughter in law. That I was one of the only girls Superdaddy dated that never claimed to be pregnant. I wanted to tell her that is because I was the only one who ended up pregnant with you. I remember where you were concieved and everything. I bet Superdaddy does too. Just know baby that your mamma and superdaddy loved you and wanted you more than anything in the world.

With everything that happened with DA I have only one regret. You opened my eyes to a whole new world of happiness and sorrow. I learned to love myself first and move forward from there. I just wish I was strong enough to put a stop to the using of drugs and save our friendship with Nanna and eventually save you. I do not regret moving on hoping you got your life together. I think when I showed you I was moving on with my life without you; you gave up on getting better. I am sorry. I think your sister has not forgiven me for your death. Miss J misses her dearly.

Nanna, I wish things didn't end the way they did the day you moved out. I have never forgotten you. I still think about you often. Wondering if things could have ended different. I know you were bitter and I hope you forgive me for that. I often wonder if you thought about the good times we had together. I know I do. I wish you nothing but happiness for the future.

That was pretty tedious. I will have to continue another day.

Family rambelings

In all fairness, MIL does not let Miss S see her mother either. She does however, let her stop by my mom's house occasionally. Figure that one out.

News on PIA front, The children Still do not have beds. You will recall back in January I bitched about the girls not having beds. Well it is officially 67 days and the children still do not have beds at PIA's house. I guess she told Superdaddy that her last surgery quit working and she needs to have surgery again. Wanna hear a funny??? The last surgery was a hysterectomy and gallbladder removal. What are they going to do this time? Put them back in? Can we all say Looser with a Capital L!!

Bubba discovered text messaging his phone. Well, we don't have text messaging service so each one costs $ 0.20. The child didn't think he over did the texting until he got busted with the new phone bill that indicated 339 text messages in 1 month. That doesn't include Feb 5 to present. He is so busted.

This is the last weekend for our troop to do cookie booth at the stores. I can hardly contain my excitement. Try to stay warm and have a great weekend.

The Story of S

S is my husband's oldest. When mom and dad were together, mom had an anger problem. She pulled a knife on Superdaddy when S was only 18 months old. Superdaddy called the police and mom left before the police arrived. The cops advised Superdaddy to go elsewhere for the night because if things go awry again, they both would be arrested. He took S and went to his mom's house down the street. They stayed there for a few weeks. S had to go to the doctor for her well baby check they had welfare insurance for her. MIL had a better idea. She could get BCBS on S if they gave MIL guardianship of her. MIL apporached mom and she signed the paperwork to give MIL limited guardianship. Superdaddy thought if it is just temporary he would follow suit. Shortly after, her mom came back into the picture and tried to make things work out to keep the family together. She got violent again and his mom called the cops. The police advised them both to leave and him to stay elsewhere again. When he went to take S with him, MIL pulled the "I HAVE GUARDIANSHIP" card and he couldn't leave with her.

He has just recently found out, he is not on S's birth certificate as her mother's ex-husband is listed. The corrected birth certificate was never made corrected. Technically, Miss S is not related to him. She will be 13 in August. That is the age in our state when the judge will listen to her. The problem we will run into is going to be a douzy. She has basically no rules at MIL's home. At our home, we have rules.

The other day when I was talking with S, she was telling me about failing math. She keeps getting suspended she said for not dressing in gym and not doing her homework. I asked her if she wanted to repeat the 8th grade and her response was "Grandma will not let that happen. She knows the teachers hate me." HUH? I asked her "well if you did the work, you wouldn't fail. It is not about the teachers hating you S it is about you doing your school work." Sounds to me like she is manipulating grandma like a fiddle.

Every parents worst nightmare

The pastor of our church shared with us Sunday that his son was missing since Wednesday. My heart hurts! His son is a heroin addict. Same as Miss J's father. Apparently a blast from the past found out where he was staying and started threatening his wife and mil. He came up with a brilliant plan apparently. He asked his wife to take him to work (without his work stuff) and he hasn't been seen since. The threatening phone calls have stopped as well. The demon's of addiction have gripped another family. So many deja'vu memories have flooded back. My ex had dealers leaving messages on my car and mentioning our kids. That is why I was leaving him. To be safe for my family. He was arrested instead. He overdosed 3 years ago. I hope and pray that our pastor's family does not have to go thru the heartache we did.

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.