On my 13th anniversary.
Which is on Black Friday - Every Year. (Yeah we're strange like that)
2010-01-23
2009-11-07
Despite rumors to the contrary...
I'm alive.
So, I haven't been able to update the blog in a while without the internets lovingly taken away by my employer.
I'm at my friend's and decided to hijack her's.
I just went to a phone service provider to help a friend get a new phone. And let me tell you, the salesman - he was a douche! All the phones that were available for purchase were pieces of crap. Especially the ones she was interested in. All except some blackberry thing. She liked it but when she asked about the internet options for it, he told her that the only internet available was $30 a month. So she said she don't need internet that bad and he walked away. He walked away several times, then once she was finally ready to get her phone, he was nowhere to be found. Just an all around bad sales person. Boo.
On to different phone issues, my phone (all touch screen all the time) no longer has a working touch screen unless it decides to work. It has a ghost. Or something. Whatever. I am mad at it. I don't have to pay for anything though. Can I get an amen for Warranty!?! Whoot! Now I just have to wait for the new one to show up.
On to new topics of interest to only me... Jonzey has really pulled a Saul to Paul transformation. He is really a bright spot in my life now. He makes sure I don't have things to do when I get home, like the dishes are done and the (and this is the best part) SOCKS ARE FOLDED!!!!! Dude. There is nothing better than coming home to a basket of folded socks. Mmmm... better than good foreplay.
Anywhoddle, I just thought I'd put a little somethin on here to show that I'm still alive and kickin. Hopefully I'll be able to this again soon. I have pictures of Halloween costumes. This year I did a Tinkerbell and Glinda the good witch of the North. Hopefully I'll be able to get them off of my phone sometime soon.
So, I haven't been able to update the blog in a while without the internets lovingly taken away by my employer.
I'm at my friend's and decided to hijack her's.
I just went to a phone service provider to help a friend get a new phone. And let me tell you, the salesman - he was a douche! All the phones that were available for purchase were pieces of crap. Especially the ones she was interested in. All except some blackberry thing. She liked it but when she asked about the internet options for it, he told her that the only internet available was $30 a month. So she said she don't need internet that bad and he walked away. He walked away several times, then once she was finally ready to get her phone, he was nowhere to be found. Just an all around bad sales person. Boo.
On to different phone issues, my phone (all touch screen all the time) no longer has a working touch screen unless it decides to work. It has a ghost. Or something. Whatever. I am mad at it. I don't have to pay for anything though. Can I get an amen for Warranty!?! Whoot! Now I just have to wait for the new one to show up.
On to new topics of interest to only me... Jonzey has really pulled a Saul to Paul transformation. He is really a bright spot in my life now. He makes sure I don't have things to do when I get home, like the dishes are done and the (and this is the best part) SOCKS ARE FOLDED!!!!! Dude. There is nothing better than coming home to a basket of folded socks. Mmmm... better than good foreplay.
Anywhoddle, I just thought I'd put a little somethin on here to show that I'm still alive and kickin. Hopefully I'll be able to this again soon. I have pictures of Halloween costumes. This year I did a Tinkerbell and Glinda the good witch of the North. Hopefully I'll be able to get them off of my phone sometime soon.
2009-08-03
what's been on my mind...
So I'm sure there have been some of you out there at least wondering what the hell was going on in February to make me lose it.
It has been brewing in the back of my head and I can't really go forward here without coming clean.
Jonzey (my significant other for the last 11 years) is an alcoholic. On the anniversary of his grandmother's death he went crazy. He's been drinking since he was... oh... 12 maybe??? He had gotten drunk before then, but wasn't really "drinking" drinking. And it all culminated in a serious episode.
Jonzey tried to kill my brother.
The day (Sunday) started out ok... Jonzey went out trying to mediate between my brother and a common friend. I can't remember the deal but there was no animosity.
The day stretched on and the drinks flowed. Jonzey got drunk as usual and then decided to get all up in my brother's friend's face (we'll call him DT). Well DT couldn't defend himself due to court restrictions, so my Bro got up and told Jonzey he needed to back off and it escalated into a huge blow out in the strip club. They split up after and went their separate ways. Jonzey got home several hours (and drinks) later and *told me to call my brother (*told has more to it than words, but I'll leave that to your imagination). I got my brother on the phone and Jonzey fired a gun off in my house while I was on the phone with him. Needless to say my bro headed over immediately, not sure what was going on and scared for his sister.
In the mean time Jonzey and I went outside to wait for him (Jonzey had very bad intentions and I had to be right there).
When my brother pulled into the driveway Jonzey immediately started firing at his car. Thank God the only thing hit was the rear driver side window of his car.
Finally the cops showed up and I left with my friend.
He moved in with his grandfather the next day.
Now I know there are those of you out there are all.. WTF?!? And I have to say I agree.
Between a friend and I we kind of figured out the he was trying to either commit suicide by "cop" (my brother isn't a cop, but that's the closest I can get). If my brother died, he figured one of the family would do it for him. Not the best plan and also completely sub-conscience.
There is good news besides my brother's health.
Jonzey is now going to A.A. twice a week, trying to get his Honor GED and getting straight with God.
We are trying to work things out.
It is going really well.
He hasn't had a drink and has said that he doesn't *really* want one. It is still hard to walk into a bar, but not impossible.
He has lost a LOT of his anger, but still has to work through some of it. Now instead of "beer" bottling it up we talk through it.
He is still living with his grandfather, but we see each other regularly and are "dating." He watches Lu every day and will be going to take some classes as soon as he gets his Honor GED. This is something that he has needed to do for a while. He dropped out of school after 8th grade.
It has been brewing in the back of my head and I can't really go forward here without coming clean.
Jonzey (my significant other for the last 11 years) is an alcoholic. On the anniversary of his grandmother's death he went crazy. He's been drinking since he was... oh... 12 maybe??? He had gotten drunk before then, but wasn't really "drinking" drinking. And it all culminated in a serious episode.
Jonzey tried to kill my brother.
The day (Sunday) started out ok... Jonzey went out trying to mediate between my brother and a common friend. I can't remember the deal but there was no animosity.
The day stretched on and the drinks flowed. Jonzey got drunk as usual and then decided to get all up in my brother's friend's face (we'll call him DT). Well DT couldn't defend himself due to court restrictions, so my Bro got up and told Jonzey he needed to back off and it escalated into a huge blow out in the strip club. They split up after and went their separate ways. Jonzey got home several hours (and drinks) later and *told me to call my brother (*told has more to it than words, but I'll leave that to your imagination). I got my brother on the phone and Jonzey fired a gun off in my house while I was on the phone with him. Needless to say my bro headed over immediately, not sure what was going on and scared for his sister.
In the mean time Jonzey and I went outside to wait for him (Jonzey had very bad intentions and I had to be right there).
When my brother pulled into the driveway Jonzey immediately started firing at his car. Thank God the only thing hit was the rear driver side window of his car.
Finally the cops showed up and I left with my friend.
He moved in with his grandfather the next day.
Now I know there are those of you out there are all.. WTF?!? And I have to say I agree.
Between a friend and I we kind of figured out the he was trying to either commit suicide by "cop" (my brother isn't a cop, but that's the closest I can get). If my brother died, he figured one of the family would do it for him. Not the best plan and also completely sub-conscience.
There is good news besides my brother's health.
Jonzey is now going to A.A. twice a week, trying to get his Honor GED and getting straight with God.
We are trying to work things out.It is going really well.
He hasn't had a drink and has said that he doesn't *really* want one. It is still hard to walk into a bar, but not impossible.
He has lost a LOT of his anger, but still has to work through some of it. Now instead of "beer" bottling it up we talk through it.
He is still living with his grandfather, but we see each other regularly and are "dating." He watches Lu every day and will be going to take some classes as soon as he gets his Honor GED. This is something that he has needed to do for a while. He dropped out of school after 8th grade.
2009-07-09
Crap!
I just wanted to post a quick note to say that my posts are going to be even more sporadic than ever.
Work shut me down.
I can no longer post from work, and since I have no internets at home (I am in the dark ages, no cable either) I can't update unless I steal my BFF's internets.
So, I'll see you occasionally.
I'll miss yous guys.
Work shut me down.
I can no longer post from work, and since I have no internets at home (I am in the dark ages, no cable either) I can't update unless I steal my BFF's internets.
So, I'll see you occasionally.
I'll miss yous guys.
2009-06-30
It's all for the dogs!
I recently made the decision to ban the dogs from my room every other night. This way I can have a semblance of regular sleep. In order to keep them out of my room and from completely trashing the house, this means that they must stay in their cage all night or sleep in Lu's room.
Since Lu's room looks like a clothes bomb went off all over the place, they are stuck in the cage for the time being.
Lu and I were discussing the best strategy for her clothes when we realized that we don't have one. She needs to get rid of clothes that don't fit her and find places for the clean clothes that do fit her. Now this wouldn't be a huge problem if she had anywhere near a normal amount of clothes, but she doesn't she has mountains of clothes. I'm not even kidding -
She also needs to have a plan of action for her "play room." Since we bought the first stupid house we even looked at (We're morons). We managed to score a 4 bedroom house (for 3 freakin' people - what were we thinking). That leaves us 2 rooms to use for whatever. One is my sewing room (a huge mess also), and the other is the room we use to throw all those toys that people insist on buying her (I would like to say here, that having an only child is the best way to accumulate a bunch of unnecessary crap), (and for people who can't figure out what to buy for "only children" start a college fund or something, no one needs that much STUFF).
We have been through that room several times armed with nothing but trash bags and even though just 4 months ago we got rid of this -
Her room? still looks like this -
She has until Saturday morning at 6AM (when the trash guys come) to get this taken care of. I am not doing it for her.
The deadline is all because of a giant Scooby toy that I've been trying to throw away for years. She brings down this stupid Giant Scooby, because "Mommy, it has a hole in it (yay!), and can you fix it?" I tell her, no, it's time to just throw it away. So she walks into the kitchen puts him down by the trash can (I'm in the other room and can't see her) and is gone for like 5 minutes. I walk in to see what's up, (thinking maybe she's down stairs or something) and I find her crying very quietly. She loves this stupid thing and really doesn't want to get rid of it. So we make a deal. Clean both of the rooms before trash day, or Scooby goes out with the trash. And as a bonus, once you've got your rooms clean, you can have the dogs every other night (Yeah, I'm sneaky like that).
If you have strategy that a 10 year old that likes to look at everything before it gets thrown away can follow I am ALL EARS.
HELP!
Since Lu's room looks like a clothes bomb went off all over the place, they are stuck in the cage for the time being.
Lu and I were discussing the best strategy for her clothes when we realized that we don't have one. She needs to get rid of clothes that don't fit her and find places for the clean clothes that do fit her. Now this wouldn't be a huge problem if she had anywhere near a normal amount of clothes, but she doesn't she has mountains of clothes. I'm not even kidding -
She also needs to have a plan of action for her "play room." Since we bought the first stupid house we even looked at (We're morons). We managed to score a 4 bedroom house (for 3 freakin' people - what were we thinking). That leaves us 2 rooms to use for whatever. One is my sewing room (a huge mess also), and the other is the room we use to throw all those toys that people insist on buying her (I would like to say here, that having an only child is the best way to accumulate a bunch of unnecessary crap), (and for people who can't figure out what to buy for "only children" start a college fund or something, no one needs that much STUFF).
We have been through that room several times armed with nothing but trash bags and even though just 4 months ago we got rid of this -
Her room? still looks like this -
She has until Saturday morning at 6AM (when the trash guys come) to get this taken care of. I am not doing it for her.
The deadline is all because of a giant Scooby toy that I've been trying to throw away for years. She brings down this stupid Giant Scooby, because "Mommy, it has a hole in it (yay!), and can you fix it?" I tell her, no, it's time to just throw it away. So she walks into the kitchen puts him down by the trash can (I'm in the other room and can't see her) and is gone for like 5 minutes. I walk in to see what's up, (thinking maybe she's down stairs or something) and I find her crying very quietly. She loves this stupid thing and really doesn't want to get rid of it. So we make a deal. Clean both of the rooms before trash day, or Scooby goes out with the trash. And as a bonus, once you've got your rooms clean, you can have the dogs every other night (Yeah, I'm sneaky like that).
If you have strategy that a 10 year old that likes to look at everything before it gets thrown away can follow I am ALL EARS.
HELP!
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