Sunday, August 11, 2013

I swear sometimes I wish I was a mindreader.

Sometimes I wonder what goes on my daughter's mind.  It's more like 'WTF is/was she thinking'?  That usually happens when she does something stupid, which is almost daily.  For instance, the twit has (or I should say HAD) a phone, and there were certain people (read: troublemakers) who we prohibited her from talking to.  One was an ex-boyfriend, a few were middle school drama queens (she's in high school people...), and one was a drama queen mom/ex-friend of mine who still needed to grow up herself--she gave my 15-year-old daughter the tools to smoke.  That totally pissed me and her dad off, especially him, since he quit smoking.  So when she told her dad (whose plan her phone is/was on) that these people were harassing her, he went and paid for her number to be changed.  Do you believe that within TWO MINUTES, she gave those exact people her new number??  Needless to say, she no longer has her phone.  When we asked her why she did what she did, she had no answer.  We're left scratching our heads...ok, I'm done with my rant now.

til next time...

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Much better...does anyone even read this anymore?

Now that I finally changed the header (after almost four effing years!!), I guess I can finally update my life. Not living in Pennsylvania anymore, obviously not working for Verizon anymore...oh yeah, a lot has changed.  Bum is old enough to drive, Dude is will be driving soon enough, and Cutie (formally known as Sir) is starting kindergarten this year.  Wow, it really has been a while.

Okay, for starters, I now live in Iowa...aka Boonieville, USA.  It's a long, complicated story as to how I got here, but I've honestly never been happier.  Another change is that I'm a overpaid government employee now, working for the USPS as a carrier.  I absolutely love my job, and the pay makes me love it more (hee hee hee).

The kids are doing awesome, although having two teenagers in the house isn't the greatest of scenarios.  At least it's not all the time--Dude lives with Dad most of the time (who only lives four miles down the road), while Bum stays with me.  Cutie bounces back and forth, and it's all good.

It's funny how one of the worst things that happened to me turned out to be one of the biggest (and best) life changes.  If you had told me ten years ago this is where I'd be, I would have pissed my pants laughing at you.  Never thought I'd ever go through this drastic of a change in scenery--from somewhat busy East Coast city life to small town Midwest country living.  But as they say, everything happens for a reason.

There's more to the story--there's always more.

til next time...