Monday, May 26, 2008

Procrastinating from packing and cleaning....

You Can Only Type One Word! Not as easy as you
might think. Copy or forward, change the answers to suit
you, and pass it on. (It's hard to only use one-word

1. Where is your cell phone? Bed
2. Your significant other? Working
3. Your hair? up
4. Your skin? blotchy
5. Your mother? busy
6. Your favorite thing? backrubs
7. Your dream last night? alot
8. Your favorite drink? Sobe!
9. Your dream/goal? Weightloss
10. The room you're in? living
11. Your ex? dead
12. Your fear? unknown
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? alive
14. Where were you last night? here
15. What you're not? perfect
16. Muffins? anykind!
17. One of your wish list items? contentment
18. Where you grew up? Houston
19. The last thing you did? blog
20. What are you wearing? clothes
21. Your TV? Large
22. Your pet(s)? Cats/Hamsters
23. Your computer? desktop
24. Your life? Awesome
25. Your mood? hyper
26. Missing someone? Kinda
27 Your car? GasGuzzler
28. Something you're not wearing? makeup
29. Favorite Store? YankeeCandle
30. Your summer? hot.
31. Like someone? Vince
32. Your favorite color? black
33. When is the last time you laughed? Today
34. Last time you cried? lastweek
35. Who will/would re-post this? dunno
36. Who's Answers are you anxious to see? ya'lls


Were moving on June 6 Th, to the middle of no where.

The town is called Orangefield and it is an unincorporated town. Something about Laws do not apply there? Does that mean I can grow weed and no one will care?
Well, to be honest I don't think anyone would even notice it.

Here is our new house. I cant WAIT to move out of the hood!(Literally)

How this came about is, my husband is the only one that can cut metal with water. Something like that. Anyways, it seems he is needed by the southern branch of the company he works for.
Im kinda bummed about moving away from my family (mom, sister, nieces, etc) and my oldest daughter...but Im not bummed about moving from the thugs that my kids associate with.
I kid you not.
The 19 yr old downstairs from me is a dealer and hes constantly getting his apartment broken into by teens looking for pot and cash. Also,there are fights amongst kids and parents constantly. Meaning, moms getting in other moms faces over shit their kids do. I actually had one mom come to my apartment and say something about my son picking on her son. What happened was, her son smarted off to my son, and well, my son is the youngest of 5, he doesnt take shit from no one...he punched him in the face.
Apparently this skinny bitch thought she was tough shit, and didnt realize I could totally kick her ass with my words alone.(I am the Queen of smartass's). She left with 'kids will be kids (chuckle)'.
I love intimidating people with big words and sarcasm, I dont get to do it nearly enough.

Friday, May 16, 2008


I found a house I loved.
I had the money for it, and even had the money order made out.
We were approved for the house, AND my husband even drove 4 hours round trip to pick up the money order from me, take this guy the deposit and 1st months rent.
Everything was GREAT in my life...smooth road and then BAM!


The guy that was transferring my husband to the other city, and giving him a raise, truck, gas card and all the other little thing we were moving for,FUCKING QUIT!!! HE UP AND WENT AND QUIT HIS FUCKING JOB AND NOW WE ARE NOT MOVING.

Un. Fucking. Believable.

This shit only happens to me.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Just another day.

My son.....

broke up with his girlfriend. Is it wrong to be happy about that? Now don't get me wrong, the girl was a cute girl, and nice and everything, and I actually LIKED this girl.
The problem lies with her bi-polar psycho mom who has gone off on me twice. I cringed every time they were out together, because I just knew her (Hannah)'s mom would be calling and would be in psycho mode over non existent bullshit.
He broke up with her because they never get to see each other (my son is in a detention center high school and neither are old enough to drive)...and she lives on the other side of town. That and the fact that we plan on moving. He was bummed about it, and Im sure she is crying hysterically because she is in LOVEEEE with my son, but come on, they are 15, did they think they would get married???

I was going to get that house that I wanted in the country, but my plans got shot to hell because I didn't receive my Stimulus check like I had anticipated and the house went to someone else who had cash in hand. My life sucks. Maybe we can find something else that I actually like, but it is looking unlikely.
My 13 yr old daughter is stoked we might not be moving because she LIKES living in the hood, and she wants to play sports at her school (that is in walking distance from where I live) in the fall.

To top it all off, my husband tells me it is going to be 2 weeks before he can come home. Fucking great. This wouldn't bother me if I had cash, but they send his paychecks to where he is (2 hrs away) and I'm stuck with nothing.

I wish my life would just fall into place...but it wont, because that's me.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Tomorrow is my birthday.

I will be 38. Sighhhhh. Might as well say 40. No wait, dont do that.

I drove to the country 2 days ago to look at houses. The one I 'was' excited about didnt meet my expectations. You know, like the expectation of me expecting the house to be clean enough to walk through it.

I kid you not.

This lady I had talked to for 2 days seemed really nice. I couldnt wait to see her house, a 5 bedroom, 2 bath, renting for only 850.00 a month. I was stoked. Until I met her..and saw the house. She looked like, Courtney Love. She gets out of her beat up van, wearing a bikini top, daisy dukes, and no shoes! She was litteraly barefooted. So were her kids. To add to this, she had a ciggarett hanging out of her mouth. She looked like she was on drugs. I swear to God she was Courtney Loves twin.

My children, that we brought with us, were appauled.

Shocked even.

Then we toured the house. It consisted of 5 bedrooms, but they were filthy. There was litteraly, trash in trash bags on the floors everywhere, animal poop in alot of places, dead and live roaches, and one room was missing a roof.
I even at one point said 'If we did the clean up, could she wave the deposit'. She said, 'well there isnt much clean up left'. I looked at my husband, who had the same look on his face. You know that...




'look'. You know what I mean.
Should I mention the yard was worse than the house, and her son who is 9 actually took a shit in the backyard. Right there in broad daylight. My youngest was grossed out, and thats all he talked about the whole 2 hour ride home.

Also, the lady (Her name is Christine) thought my youngest BOY (whos is 9) was a girl. What an idiot. Okay, his hair is long but he does NOT look like a GIRL!!!

I hope we find a house soon. I hate the waiting game. I need to know things for certain, I hate wondering. Life would be so much easier if it was written out in black and white and everything was set in stone. Perfectly. I know, we dont live in a perfect world. Our lives are full of twists and turns and puke fests. At least mine is.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

The Quest...

for a new house.

We are planning on relocating to another town, 2 hours away because my husbands company wants to send him there. We want to go because it means more money, AND a gas card! I have an Expedition, the money id be saving on gas alone makes me want to move.
We are looking for a house in the country. My city kids are going to just die, but! I dont care. We live in the ghetto right now. I mean, so ghetto that I walked my kids to school and I actually found a small packet of cocaine on the sidewalk. This is a tiny bit of the reason we need to move. That and the fact that my kids talk like little thugs.
I called this woman today about her house. I dont think I liked her. She was WAY to picky about her house that from what I can figure out is old. She had to tell me about all the renovations shes had to do on it, and that it was her familys house, etc. Then she goes on to tell me her expectations of Me and MY family. The whole time I am thinking, woman..I am from the city, do you seriously think your house is all that? I mean, its old (Ive already said that), its 950.00 a month, its way out in the middle of no where, its next to a papermill (cough), AND she wants perfect credit, AND she has on her ad "If you gots bad kids, I aint gonna rent to you". I just kind of laughed to myself. I think I am going to bypass this woman. Scratch picky off the list. I need/want a landlord I can bullshit with. I cant stand snobby people.
I have found some houses with some down to earth, nice people. I am sending my husband off to check these houses out since he is on that side of Texas working this week. He is bringing his best friend along on this venture. His b/f wife (one of my best friends) has a camera phone, and she will send me photos. (My husband would never think of that!) This is why women are superior, we think of EVERYTHING.