Dear a couple of the PTO moms,
There's nothing better than waking up and checking a negative and unnecessarily emotional email that is completely out of place. At this point in time...I would be happy to drop kick you across the school yard.
The Woman That You Have Pissed The Hell Off,
Thorny Rose
Dear Spirit Halloween Website,
Thank you so much for having some of the funniest adult halloween costumes, my husband and I laughed until we cried while checking out what you have. You know, the ones that are titled "anita waxin" and "camel toe"....oh gawd it's hilarious!
Woman that laughed until she cried,
Happy Customer
Dear Wacko,
A father runs over his daughter because she has become too Westernized...WTF?
Woman Who Fears Those Around Her,
Anonymous
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
When The Glass Slipper Didn't Fit
Shortmama has started new themed stories...they are untitled at this time...but todays theme is about what would happen with Cinderella when she didn't fit into the glass slipper.
And the story goes like this...
On the day that the Prince was arrived to see if anyone in the home could fit into the glass slipper, Cinderella was completely ecstatic. She didn't think she could take one more day living with the wenches.
When Cinderella came down the stairs, it was her turn to try out the glass slipper. But for some reason, the glass slipper was a tad bit too big. You see, after having a wonderful time having already danced with the Prince and then having to come back home to her normal life, she ended up losing a couple of pounds due to stress. So the Prince continued on his way to find his girl.
This event snapped some life into Cinderella. She vowed to not spend one more day dealing with these people. As night fell, Cinderella took off on foot to a village many miles away. She was not used to seeing everyone doing their chores for themselves.
Cinderella came across a very wise old man who decided to teach Cinderella how to defend herself. He could sense the pain she had been through and wanted to give her a chance. They spent many a long day and long night training. Cinderella had never felt more sure of herself and had a deep sense of worth when the training was complete.
Cinderella decided it would be ok to return to where she came from. And when she got there, she proceeded to clean house...but it had nothing to do with a mop and a bucket. The Prince heard of the "new" woman in town and was enthralled with her as he had never met anyone with her bold demeanor.
So the Prince and Cinderella lived happily ever after...with a few kinks in the road when he realized that there was NO WAY that his woman was going to take any of his crap. Once he realized that..they then lived happily ever after!
Go link up with Shortmama if interested in this story telling segment.
And the story goes like this...
On the day that the Prince was arrived to see if anyone in the home could fit into the glass slipper, Cinderella was completely ecstatic. She didn't think she could take one more day living with the wenches.
When Cinderella came down the stairs, it was her turn to try out the glass slipper. But for some reason, the glass slipper was a tad bit too big. You see, after having a wonderful time having already danced with the Prince and then having to come back home to her normal life, she ended up losing a couple of pounds due to stress. So the Prince continued on his way to find his girl.
This event snapped some life into Cinderella. She vowed to not spend one more day dealing with these people. As night fell, Cinderella took off on foot to a village many miles away. She was not used to seeing everyone doing their chores for themselves.
Cinderella came across a very wise old man who decided to teach Cinderella how to defend herself. He could sense the pain she had been through and wanted to give her a chance. They spent many a long day and long night training. Cinderella had never felt more sure of herself and had a deep sense of worth when the training was complete.
Cinderella decided it would be ok to return to where she came from. And when she got there, she proceeded to clean house...but it had nothing to do with a mop and a bucket. The Prince heard of the "new" woman in town and was enthralled with her as he had never met anyone with her bold demeanor.
So the Prince and Cinderella lived happily ever after...with a few kinks in the road when he realized that there was NO WAY that his woman was going to take any of his crap. Once he realized that..they then lived happily ever after!
Go link up with Shortmama if interested in this story telling segment.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Random Tuesday Thoughts
And off to another round of random Tuesday thoughts...
*I think the month of September flew by, and October is going along at a snails pace.
*There is a little smiling Layla sitting next to me while I am typing this. She has soft hair, a contagious smile, lots of questions of "what's that", and she is a little monkey. Her bodysuit says beautiful little butterfly...I have to agree. Layla and I are hanging out while mommy is out helping a family member...and shopping.
*After school yesterday, I took my kids to the park to play while I walked a few laps around the walking trail. It felt wonderful. Nice weather, warm sun. My kids had a good time playing. My son lost his socks. He lost a toy there the last time we were there. He must bury these things in the sand or something, I don't get it. I don't think I have heard "I hurt my nuts" that much in my life. I know Amanda caught my son saying that at a different park one time. There were some other boys my sons age at the park this time, and it was coming from them. They thought it was cool to keep saying this...I didn't really want to know about this. There was a really trashy family at the park...I think they may have been inbred. And while we were there the other day, I guess my sons leg got stuck in between two bars. Instead of someone trying to see who's parents were his to let us know (because there wasn't any commotion over it), some lady dressed partially in a halloween costume decides to rub some disgusting smelling scented lotion on his leg to get it out. My.Son.Has.Bad.Allergies.
*It sure does take a long time for the hiring process for police dispatching. My nerves is bad when it comes to this. After being a SAHM for 6+ years, I'm nervous about the whole hiring process. It's a pretty big process when it comes to a police department. I'm hoping I will be seen comparable to those that have been working the field instead of passed up due to not being employed in many years. I know I need to contact the department I am trying to get on to so I can ask some questions and see if I can sit in and do a ride along. But...the human resources department that takes the applications for me has no answers for me. Hmm. I'm thinking they would at least be able to tell me who to contact within the employer I am applying for.
Now head on over to The Un Mom for more randomness.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Friend Makin' Mondays
This weeks edition for friend makin' mondays, Amber wants to know:
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?
*I think the first thing that makes me happy would have to see that Amber still posted. After the loss that she is mourning, I am happy to see her around and feeling that there is a sense that it will be ok, instead of seeing no posts from her and worrying about her.
*A book, some lemonade or tea and the sun.
*A hiking trail.
*My friends...like fellow blogger Shormama...I love her!
*My family.
*Music, whether I'm listening to it while blogging or house cleaning, or dancing around like a crazy woman to it.
*Catching up with old friends on Facebook...I should've listened to Shortmama a long time ago...I think I may have a touch of stubborness to me!
*And mondays make me happy...I meet new people of FMM for starters (Lol) and also my kids go back to school and my husband goes to work, so I get some good me time. Love it.
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?
*I think the first thing that makes me happy would have to see that Amber still posted. After the loss that she is mourning, I am happy to see her around and feeling that there is a sense that it will be ok, instead of seeing no posts from her and worrying about her.
*A book, some lemonade or tea and the sun.
*A hiking trail.
*My friends...like fellow blogger Shormama...I love her!
*My family.
*Music, whether I'm listening to it while blogging or house cleaning, or dancing around like a crazy woman to it.
*Catching up with old friends on Facebook...I should've listened to Shortmama a long time ago...I think I may have a touch of stubborness to me!
*And mondays make me happy...I meet new people of FMM for starters (Lol) and also my kids go back to school and my husband goes to work, so I get some good me time. Love it.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Weekend Child Care Anyone?
Ok, really, today I'm kinda speechless. But I will tell you a little something that is on my mind right now. I would love to have a date night with my husband tonight. And...I happen to think that if there were ever a business to be set up around here (or anywhere for that matter) that provides 24 hour child care starting Friday evenings through Sunday night, that they would have no problem keeping busy. I'm sure parents would show up by the droves to be able to have a night out once in a while. I'm just sayin'...
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Dear Someone
Dear 10-year-old self,
Though you had been through so much through your childhood, it's all gonna be all right. You will get through all you went through from not being able to live with your parents, to watching them destroy themselves through drugs, through having to go down to the neighbors house just to be able to have something to eat, through seeing a lot of painful things, through being a neglected child...to become a wonderful, productive and strong-willed adult.
Don't invest so much time in to fake friends for they won't even be a part of who you are when you are older, when it matters. Don't be that shy and be sure of yourself, everyone is going through their own things too, so there are things that go unsaid because everyone hides their own personal life trials.
Just because you grew up with your grandparents and lived with them at the motel that they owned does not mean it will be a good idea to sneak out at night. You just may regret later down the road some of the things that you chose to do at too early of an age. It will be an experience none the less, and some of it will make you laugh at the memories, but there really is a reason why you are told not to do something. And you should realize that you need to let your grandma know that they need to put a different lock on your bedroom door so the hired help doesn't use the master key to go into your room and steal your shit. At least you will be smart enough to realize that whenever you see the girl wearing your stolen ring that maybe it will be best to not confront her on it, after all, if she knocked a boy out with one punch, just imagine what she would do to your skinny little a$$.
You may not know what you wanted to do with yourself when you got older for a career, but you will find the best career ever. Don't worry so much about what you will be. You will become an emergency dispatcher and have a career that doesn't feel like a job at all, it is something you absolutely love.
And by the time you reach your 30's, you will be absolutely happy, with just a few kinks to work out here and there, but really, it's all good!
Go see Shortmama at Family of Shorts for some more Dear Someone letters!
Though you had been through so much through your childhood, it's all gonna be all right. You will get through all you went through from not being able to live with your parents, to watching them destroy themselves through drugs, through having to go down to the neighbors house just to be able to have something to eat, through seeing a lot of painful things, through being a neglected child...to become a wonderful, productive and strong-willed adult.
Don't invest so much time in to fake friends for they won't even be a part of who you are when you are older, when it matters. Don't be that shy and be sure of yourself, everyone is going through their own things too, so there are things that go unsaid because everyone hides their own personal life trials.
Just because you grew up with your grandparents and lived with them at the motel that they owned does not mean it will be a good idea to sneak out at night. You just may regret later down the road some of the things that you chose to do at too early of an age. It will be an experience none the less, and some of it will make you laugh at the memories, but there really is a reason why you are told not to do something. And you should realize that you need to let your grandma know that they need to put a different lock on your bedroom door so the hired help doesn't use the master key to go into your room and steal your shit. At least you will be smart enough to realize that whenever you see the girl wearing your stolen ring that maybe it will be best to not confront her on it, after all, if she knocked a boy out with one punch, just imagine what she would do to your skinny little a$$.
You may not know what you wanted to do with yourself when you got older for a career, but you will find the best career ever. Don't worry so much about what you will be. You will become an emergency dispatcher and have a career that doesn't feel like a job at all, it is something you absolutely love.
And by the time you reach your 30's, you will be absolutely happy, with just a few kinks to work out here and there, but really, it's all good!
Go see Shortmama at Family of Shorts for some more Dear Someone letters!
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
It's Like Meeting Family For The First Time
My family has a long history of terrible choices. The people that I am referring to would be my parents and aunts and uncles. And just what kind of bad choices am I referring to? Hmm, let's see, there are drug addictions, alcohol addictions and men addictions.
Due to this behavior, there were some terrible consequences for not only the users, but also for the whole family and anyone else they decided to harm along the way. I have cousins out there that I remember pieces of our childhood, but I don't really know them. And I have always wanted to know them, I have always felt a deep bond with them across the miles and no contact, I know that they went through just as much as I had to go through with the choices that were made.
On my mom's side of the family...she had two siblings, my aunt and my uncle. My uncle died many years ago from his drug addiction, my mom went to prison and is suffering a disease from her drug addictions, and my aunt never had a drug addiction, but she did have an addiction to men. Due to this, I ended up being raised by my grandparents since I was 8, in which they provided a wonderful life for me. Due to my aunts addictions to men, she pretty much abandoned her two boys. Her one son grew up with his dad instead and her other son got tossed to the side pretty much. He doesn't know who his real father is and had no option but to live with the man his mom divorced since she didn't want to take him. All he wanted was to be part of a family, this I just found out due to us being in contact recently and catching up with eachother. Breaks my heart really. We had a nice long conversation. He had started to go down the wrong path but has realized that he needs to grow up and make sure he is doing well. He pretty much poured his heart out to me, and while it is heart breaking to hear I am also thankful for it. I am looking forward to becoming closer and enjoying having him as part of my family. There are more cousins out there, but I don't have contact with them.
As for my dad's side of the family...My dad had 4 siblings, 3 brothers and 1 sister. Out of them, there is only my dad and one brother left. My dad used to be an addict, but while he doesn't do the drugs anymore, he is an alcoholic with a drink in his hand practically 24/7 and he is also homeless. He suffers greatly from depression. He is a man with a big heart, yet can't handle the world. My aunt just a few months ago died of a drug over dose. She had three children that are all older than me. I don't have any contact with them. I know where one is, but choose not to have contact for a specific reason. My uncle that is still living, I don't have any contact with his 2 daughters either. I don't know where they are, I don't think he knows where they are. I don't really know the whole story there. One of my uncles died of a suicide by a drug over dose, he didn't have any kids. And the other uncle died many years ago from over dosing with a combination of drugs and alcohol, he had two kids. I have in the past few years gotten back into contact with them. We have shared some memories and talked a little about what our parents have done. I really wish we would be able to have more contact, especially face to face, but one lives in Virginia and I'm here in AZ, and the other goes all over the place following her husband in the military.
Watching all the destruction that was caused by my parents and aunt and uncle was all that I needed to see to know that I didn't want to take that path in life. And I want to hold onto every opportunity that I can to be able to get closer to my cousins.
Due to this behavior, there were some terrible consequences for not only the users, but also for the whole family and anyone else they decided to harm along the way. I have cousins out there that I remember pieces of our childhood, but I don't really know them. And I have always wanted to know them, I have always felt a deep bond with them across the miles and no contact, I know that they went through just as much as I had to go through with the choices that were made.
On my mom's side of the family...she had two siblings, my aunt and my uncle. My uncle died many years ago from his drug addiction, my mom went to prison and is suffering a disease from her drug addictions, and my aunt never had a drug addiction, but she did have an addiction to men. Due to this, I ended up being raised by my grandparents since I was 8, in which they provided a wonderful life for me. Due to my aunts addictions to men, she pretty much abandoned her two boys. Her one son grew up with his dad instead and her other son got tossed to the side pretty much. He doesn't know who his real father is and had no option but to live with the man his mom divorced since she didn't want to take him. All he wanted was to be part of a family, this I just found out due to us being in contact recently and catching up with eachother. Breaks my heart really. We had a nice long conversation. He had started to go down the wrong path but has realized that he needs to grow up and make sure he is doing well. He pretty much poured his heart out to me, and while it is heart breaking to hear I am also thankful for it. I am looking forward to becoming closer and enjoying having him as part of my family. There are more cousins out there, but I don't have contact with them.
As for my dad's side of the family...My dad had 4 siblings, 3 brothers and 1 sister. Out of them, there is only my dad and one brother left. My dad used to be an addict, but while he doesn't do the drugs anymore, he is an alcoholic with a drink in his hand practically 24/7 and he is also homeless. He suffers greatly from depression. He is a man with a big heart, yet can't handle the world. My aunt just a few months ago died of a drug over dose. She had three children that are all older than me. I don't have any contact with them. I know where one is, but choose not to have contact for a specific reason. My uncle that is still living, I don't have any contact with his 2 daughters either. I don't know where they are, I don't think he knows where they are. I don't really know the whole story there. One of my uncles died of a suicide by a drug over dose, he didn't have any kids. And the other uncle died many years ago from over dosing with a combination of drugs and alcohol, he had two kids. I have in the past few years gotten back into contact with them. We have shared some memories and talked a little about what our parents have done. I really wish we would be able to have more contact, especially face to face, but one lives in Virginia and I'm here in AZ, and the other goes all over the place following her husband in the military.
Watching all the destruction that was caused by my parents and aunt and uncle was all that I needed to see to know that I didn't want to take that path in life. And I want to hold onto every opportunity that I can to be able to get closer to my cousins.
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