Wednesday, December 9, 2009
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Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Crap! Crap! Crap!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
THANKSGIVING
Before I get into this story let me just remind you that I am a control freak when it comes to my kitchen and my food in my house. I like it MY WAY and to me there is no other way. All day Wednesday, I cooked when I had energy. For a few reasons,but mostly because every year I get yelled at for not spending time with the family and spending the day cooking. Well isn't that what the day is about? Well that is how I see it but my family ( well technically Greg's but I am married to him so they are stuck with me) thinks we should spend time together. We don't when we are at his parents house. His mom is in the kitchen all day. Plus they get mad when I don't ask for help. I don't for a couple of reasons. If I am actually asking for help, I need it now not 20 minutes from now when this quarter , this series is over. It is only football and not teams we watch any other day of the year so who the hell cares? The other reason I don't ask for help because I like things done my way. Not your way. Greg's parents use only skim milk even on the holidays. EEEWWWW gross! The use margarine instead of butter. The do not use salt. Yuck. They eat healthy and that is fine the rest of the year but in Thanksgiving? Christmas I think not! They came up early Thursday . When they got here every single side dish and dessert was done except the mashed potatoes, and the turkey. The stuffed mushrooms had to cook but that was it. They got mad when I did not have a veggie plate to put out for snacks. My kids won't eat that, I don't so why waste the money? I wasn't moving fast enough for them. Whatever. Crackers and a cheese ball, chex mix, weenies and stuffed mushrooms oh I forgot deviled eggs. That was all ready when they got here and put out but apparently not fast enough for them. GGGGRRRRRR. The rest of the day went okay while the turkey was cooking really without incident . While every thing else the stuffing and casseroles and all that stuff were cooking and the turkey was done, I got dizzy felt like I was gonna pass out. I had to let my mother and father in law finish the dinner. Something that killed me and ate me up inside. That is how sick I am . Anyone who knows how much I love to cook and how I am about my kitchen knows what this did to me and how sick I am. Oh and a side note. his mothers gravy was horrible worst gravy ever on the planet. She used milk?! I n Thanksgiving gravy never heard of it and won't ever use it like that because it was gross. I mean gluey , gloppy , yucky eeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww just thinking about it! Dinner went great. Then Brayden found the Wii remote, while Greg was putting up the food. Greg's dad told me to t take it away. !. He is my kid I will take it away if I want. 2. It can't harm it, so let him go easier then fighting him the way I feel. Anyway when I told dad he can't hurt it and it is easier just to let it go the way I feel. He very nastily said " Well who's the damn parent around her.?!" I know the look of shook on my face, must have been bad like my face was gonna melt off but it gets even better. He then said " That is not the first time you have said just let it go and that's not being a parent and its why everything here is such a mess." The man is very lucky I am sick and I didn't have a knife otherwise he would be no more. I am not kidding I would have lost my mind and killed him And folks I am from Brooklyn , I know how to hide a body. Okay enough rambling. I am getting off my soap box now , but think I will post more about Greg's dad tomorrow. It helps me fell better.
Still sick
The Gators!
Amazing Giveaway from Fantabulousy Frugal
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Wednesday, December 2, 2009
What brings me joy?
she is 5 and a giant pain in the behind right now but I love her more then words can ever say. Brayden my baby well, not really a baby anymore so I will say my youngest brings me so much joy too. He is kind, sweet smarter then your average bear, respectful, curious, just the best all around 2 year old you ever want to meet. My family life growing up sucked. Those of you who know me know that, so to have this much joy from my hubby and kids shows how much I have grown. I am so happy and joyous to have them in my life that no words none can ever truly express it. Now the idea to write this post was because I am entering a contest/giveaway on another blog barking mad but it is something I meant to do last week for Thanksgiving and with this deadly cold/ bronchitis/ killer disease ( lol) I have right now didn't get the chance.
The link to the giveaway
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Monday, November 30, 2009
Jenna'sJourney Giveaway!
Thanksgiving Weekend
They next day we went to an Iron Bowl party. For of you not from Alabama the Iron Bowl is Auburn Tigers Football against The Alabama Tide. Close game but the Tide won. Greg and my brother were drinking so now no Nacallulla Falls which is fine because I fell like donkey dew but not so much with the stuck up pain in the ass in laws
Friday, November 20, 2009
Today!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
1. Where is your cell phone? charging
2. Your hair? MESSY
3. Your mother? EVIL
4. Your father? LONGGONE
5. Your favorite food? Chocolate
6. Your dream last night? WIERD
7. Your favorite drink? CHERRY COKE
8. Your dream/goal? SAHM
9. Favorite TV Show?gHOSTWHISPER
10. Your hobby? NO TIME
11. Your fear? Death
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years?HERE BUT BETER
13. Where were you last night?HERE
14. Something that you aren’t?SKINNY
15. Muffins?YUMMY
18. Last thing you did?TYPED NYC
19. What are you wearing?FUZZY FEETY JAMMIES
20. Your TV? e! NEWS
21. Your pets?onyx; dog; now the cats gator, shadow,toes,spot dot, joker, cotton, firecracker , keys
22. Friends? not many but the ones i have are great.
23. Your life? Blessed
24. Your mood?wxzaspirated and tired and loopy
25. Missing someone? MY pookie
26. Vehiclle? trailblazer ext lt
27. Something you’re not wearing?a bra
28. Your favorite store? any one that has craft stuff
29. Your favorite color? pink
30. When was the last time you laughed? Today
31. Last time you cried? about an hour ago
32. Your best friend?Jacy
33. One place that I go to over and over? bathroom
34. One person who emails me regularly?dad
35. Favorite place to eat?whiteys fish camp
Florida Georgia Game
A man had tickets for the Georgia-Florida game.
As he sits down, a man comes down and asks if anyone is sitting in the
Seat next to him.
"No", he says, "The seat is empty."
"This is incredible," said the man. "Who in their right mind
would have a seat like this for the Georgia-Florida game, the
biggest sporting event in the world, and not use it?"
He said, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come
with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Georgia-Florida game
we haven't been to together since we got
married in 1957".
"Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that.. That's terrible. But
couldn't you find someone else - a friend or relative, or even a
neighbor to take
the seat?".
The man shakes his head. "No. They're all at the funeral."
Monday, October 26, 2009
STOP TAKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Super busy weekend
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
eh......
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Today
Gays and lesbians
April entry from last year on my myspace
I got a fowarded email that infuriated me today.It was from someone I have known most of my life. Someone who knows me better than most. It was about a gay man who had gotten beaten in her local bar. The part that made me furious, you may ask ( besides the beating?)? In the end of the email she typed " Funniest sh*t I ever read fu*ker deserved worse!" I almost dropped dead. How dare she? Has she forgotten that my uncle who is the family member I am closest to is not only gay but a gay rights activist? That I have marched in GLAAD parades? Or that in high school I beonged to GLAAD? ANy the friends of gay rights club? I think she has lost her mind . So I call her and asked what the hell was her problem . She said some of the most terrible things to me about gay and lesbians.How could I be friends with someone for over 20 years and never know her? She even went so far as to say that my uncle deserves the cance rhe is suffering with right now. Nevwer in my life has something more crushing been said to me, She said that even if he survives he he will go straight to hell with the rest of the deviants. My heart broke for her stupidty. How dare she? She knows nothing of his life or the life of any other gay person. This is not a life he chose nor did any otherr gay pperson. They were born that way. MAde by God. How dare you argue with his perfection. And do not quote the bible to me my friend . Judge not or yest ye be judges ring a bell to you? And lets not forget the bible was written by a king over 3000 years after ouyr saviour gave his life to save our souls so how much is his teachings and how much is what Constintine wanted ? I support every gay and lesbian person out there. They are Gods childrena and wonderful gifts to this world. I can not wait for the day that this simple minded country willl give them the same rights afforded to the rest of us. Being married to the person you love, being on each others medical insurnace, being able to visit the poperson you love if they are sick and in the hospital. Being looked down on for their lifestyle , not hte chopisces that they make that are bad. This person is no longer my friend nor that of any one else who I know who knows her if I can help it . She is ugly in the heart and has hatred for what she doesn't understand and that can not be tolerated in my book. I am mad and hurt and I just don't understand how anyone can hated millions of people because of how they were born? They desrve respect and love, and support. To alll thoose who read this who are gay I suport you in every dession you make and every thought you have. I stand proud to know you and proud of what you do.You are wonderful and brave . You should be able to get married or not or do whatever you please without anyone looking at you poorly , and on that day I will be proud untill then it is something I will pray for.
My rambaling fury is over now , but I dn't fell better I am still mad but I got it off my chest
Open letter to my mother
Why do you blame me for everything that has gone wrong in your life? Why is it that I am not good enough for you? I am a good wife and mother. I love my children, and my wonderful husband. My life is better than I ever dreamed of, but then there is you. There is always you in the back of my mind eating away at my happiness. A mother is supposed to protect her children, love them nurture them, teach them. But you stopped doing tht long before I left your home. I am old enough to remember the good times, the happy times, where Glenn and Kimmie are not. i remeber when youi where a good mother, but I don't know what happened to you, when the mother gene, shut off, but it did. I helped raise Kim and Glenn, because you where never there , for a long time, always at Bingo or with Julie and peggy with out us or at least without me. Cooking at peggys all time but not bringing me home food or smaller portions so you and Glenn could have seconds, but at least you fed me( sometimes). Giving Glenn any and everything he wanted and Kimmie to and me nothing. When I turned 18 you turned me into an addict, in bingo. I loved to play plus there was alweays your attention there. You beat me so severly , I left school out of fear of getting taken awy, stupid i know but I was young. i was more fearful of being taken to a foster home, then once I was old enough geting arrested for what the house was like. i have blammed my self for years for everything, i have been in such a dark whole that i have been trying to claw my way out for an eternity, but have gotten no where. Why don't you love me ? my beautiful babies? it is not fair to them to not know their grandma like i was fourtuniate enought o have known mine. But no more. I have to move on from you. I have to be bigger and better than you you are no more to me, because i have to be whole again and as long as i hold on to the hope of you being what I want what i need i t will never happen so i sya this now, good bye mother.
Fighting
I am so tired of fighting. I know we have our problems and things are not as they should be but I am losing it.He speaks to me as his father does and it is eating me up inside. His father is a wonderful man, except to me he treats me well most of the time but sometimes the tone of his voice or the little comments he makes breaeks my heart and Greg sits idlely by and does nothing. ALways has, always will. GReg speaks to me as if he thinks I am a bad mom he makes me feel worthless. I am a shell of myself and not sure how much longer before I shatter. Why can't I be good enough? I try dso hard everyda, every hour, every minute , and every every single second but none of it is good enough. Then when I try talking to him about it he wigs out and yells and says oh hear we go again and whatever jenn whatever. So I won't even tell him anymore. I will jsut keep it all bottled up because that is all I can do. It's alll he'll let me do. He is very controlling lately. everything has to be his way. There is no other way. What is going on? I love him so much but he has not been himself in so long,I am scared I don't know what to do.I am crying so much I can barely see the keyboard to type. I want him to love me again no matter what no make me feel so terrible all the time. I am trying, but I need help. He gets mad when the house isn't clean but he yells at the kids when I ask him to watch them so I stop and it never gets done. Then I try to take the kids places when he sleeping and he gets mad because I used gas I bought lucnh or whatever floats his boat that day or what did not get done in the house while i should have been home. I do not know how much more of this I can take....
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Little old lady in court......
Defence Attorney:
Will you please state your age?
Little Old Lady:
I am 86 years old.
Defence Attorney:
Will you tell us, in your own Words,
What happened the night of April 1st?
Little Old Lady:
There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front Porch on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the Porch and sat down beside me.
Defence Attorney:
Did you know him?
Little Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly.
Defence Attorney:
What happened after he sat down?
Little Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh.
Defence Attorney:
Did you stop him?
Little Old Lady:
No, I didn't stop him.
Defence Attorney:
Why not?
Little Old Lady:
It felt good.
Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago.
Defence Attorney:
What happened next?
Little Old Lady:
He began to rub my breasts.
Defence Attorney:
Did you stop him then?
Little Old Lady:
No, I did not stop him.
Defence Attorney:
Why not?
Little Old Lady:
His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited.
I haven't felt that good in years!
Defence Attorney:
What happened next?
Little Old Lady:
Well, by then, I was feeling really 'spicy' that I just laid down and told him
'Take me, young man. Take me!'
Defence Attorney:
Did he take you?
Little Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled,
'April Fool!'
And that's when I shot him, the little bastard!!!!