Horny bastard

I had a guy at work tell me today "If you ever get divorced you better let me know, I will be the first in line".........ooookay. Now you may think that I was flattered by this....ummm, not so much. Because you see this particular gentleman is married as well. WTF....I bet his wife can't wait till he gets home from work...phff. Not to mention they have kids together. I don't know...I just don't understand people. Do they go into marriage thinking "this is just a trial marriage, If it doesn't work then I will get a divorce and try again. This is why I waited 7 years to marry my husband...I wanted to make damn sure that he was the right one. I know that there are no guarantee's in life but I value marriage more that that. My husband may not be perfect but I can pretty well guarantee that he is not telling other women "If you get divorced let me know"...........Men...pfhhh

Tidbits

It has been a while since I have posted....because you see, I now live at work. Or at least that is how it feels. Last week I worked 35 hours of overtime. I worked Saturday and Sunday....I am freakin sick of work. Although I am not sick of the money. I should clear right at 2 grand. Which will definitely help.
In other news this past weekend was the annual tiny town festival. Which I managed to attend in between all the overtime. We had fun. Saturday night we went to the mud run. One of the trucks had a huge rebel flag attached to it. I looked at hubby and said "This is when you are attending a "Mud Run" in the Midwest".....pfh.
I think hubby and I are going to try and get tickets to Rock Fest next month, Godsmack is headlining. The last concert we attended was Ozzfest a few years ago.....so I am psyched.
All it has done for the last 2 days is rain....I am hoping I don't get rained in. Two of the three ways I can take to work were already flooded last night, and it is supposed to rain for the next 4 or 5 days.....great.
That folks is all I've got for right now. There are some other things that I could post about, but I will save those for when I have more time. Till later....bye bye

Shitty week turns into shitty weekend

I have not posted is a while because we have been sooo busy lately, and we are still busy so this is just a quick update.
Our bulldog did indeed have parvo....but that was just the tip of the iceburg...it seems that she also has red mange, degenerative hip failure, and that thing that we had operated on last July (her third eyelid) is also inflamed again and has to be operated on again as well....these three things are genetic defects that she inherited from one of her parents and she will pass them on to any pups she has as well.......so for those reasons our vet informed us that she needs to be spayed.......freakin great...so it looks like we have the most expensive pet ever, on top of the $400 dollar vet bill now.
Sunday morning hubby decided to go down and push mow our pasture...after about 15 minutes I hear the door open and he comes in and tells me we need to go to the hospital...it seems he tripped and fell and the mower rolled back on his foot and cut the end of his shoe off...so we race to the hospital and get 16 stitches is his big toe....so he is now an invalid limping around the house...my poor baby...at least they were able to save his toe though.
All of this on top of working 12 hr days for the last 5 weeks...on the bright side though, at least all of our taxes are now paid and we will have the money to pay the large vet bill and hopefully get square on some other things before our overtime stops....ohh well. Better days have got to be coming...........someday.

Happening's

Well I am now working on my 5th week straight of 12 hour days....overtime sucks. The money is great though. We are slowly starting to get caught up on all of our bills. I finally paid the sales tax and got my car licensed last week. I was only uhhh..4 months late...oh well, fuck um if they can't take a joke...better late then never. We also purchased a much needed lawn mower..there went another $1,300. Hopefully this one last a little longer then the one we bought 2 weeks ago....yes, you read that right. You see, hubby and I purchased one from Wal-mart 2 weeks ago. We brought it home and mowed with it once and then the damn thing wouldn't start. So we took it back to Wal-mart to exchange it for the other one they had in stock just like it, and the retarded stock boy picked it up by the very flimsy hood of it rather then by the wheels like you are supposed to, to load it on the trailer. In the process of doing so, he ripped the entire top off of it...fucking moron. So anyway, that is taken care of...again.

Apparently the people that came and bought the next to last Shih-tzu we had brought Parvo with them...nice. We ended up losing the last pup. It was a sad day. But to make matters worse now our English Bulldog is acting sick. She is a year and a half old so we are hoping she will come out of it. The icing on that cake is our very small town vet, that we just love and I just spoke with on Tuesday of last week, passed away last Thursday. I guess is had a heart attack. So now we must take our animals to tiny town vet who charges at least double what very small town vet did.

Hubby and I went to local farm store last week and as we were waiting in line to pay I look over and there goes my adoptive mother on her way out of the store...she pretended she did not see us. Hubby was looking right at her and saw her look at me then look away. Bitch!

Spring...the season for tics. Now that we are on the subject, last Monday 15 yr old, 11 yr old and I were standing in the kitchen when 15 yr old looks at 11 yr old and says "You have something on your eye"....11 yr old brushes at her face and 15 yr old says "No it's still there", which peaks my curiousity so I turn and look and it is a freakin tic. Attached right where your eyelashes meet the eyelid....yeah....that was real fun to remove

Well...that's all the information I have to share today...rather boring I know. I will try to think of something interesting to blog about next time, right now I am to freakin tired...so till we meet again, farewell

I'm here for you

Four simple little words....I'm here for you. That is what my birth father told me yesterday after I told him about the crappy things that my birth mother and my adoptive family did and have been doing to me.....and you know what?...It helped alot. Just to have someone besides my husband and kids say that...it helped. To have someone say that I didn't do anything to deserve this treatment....it helped. He is going to come up here in a few weeks to visit again....I can't wait. I really like my father. He's not perfect, but he doesn't pretend to be. He doesn't fill my sister or I's ears with what he thinks we want to hear....he is mature enough to know that all we want is the truth, and that is what he gives us.....unlike my birth mother....he admits that he did wrong by us in the past, but he HAS changed since then.....don't get me wrong, I will always respect the fact that my mother gave me life (that doesn't mean I have to like her), however I LOVE my dad.

My family sucks

Early last week I call my parents to ask if I could borrow their trailer to haul the replacement lawn mower home with...I didn't hear back...until yesterday that is...well, I didn't hear from them, my little sis called and she asked "Did you get your problem taken care of"...I wasn't sure exactly which problem she was referring to, since it wasn't her I called, it was mom and dad...so I asked and she said "the trailer"....yes, we took the battery and the plates off the car and put them on the van and drove it all illegal and such to town and loaded it into the back of it (yes, I know Ghetto fabulous)....I rather sarcastically told her to tell mom and dad thanks for getting back to me...she then tells me "Oh yeah, mom and dad have been busy since dad left again"..."You mean he's already gone," I say.....(My father works over sea's, and when he works he is gone from home for anywhere from three to six months)...she said "Yeah, we took him to the airport a few days ago......thanks for letting me know he was leaving......anyhow, we talked for a few more minutes and she tells me that she has to go because dad is beeping in on her phone, she says she will call back....and she does....when she gets back on the phone she tells me that dad just wanted to call her because the ship was getting ready to pull out and he would not be able to call for a few days and he wanted to tell her that he loved her.....................now.....just how is this supposed to make me feel......it's one thing that he left without telling me that he was leaving, but it's a whole new issue when I feel like little sis is rubbing it in my face that he called her to say he loved her.....I may be 31 years old but I would love it if my parents remembered that they have two children.....and maybe called ME to say I love you

I am really starting to hate you...

I am angry at you for so many reason...mainly because it is easier for me to be angry at you than it is to feel the overwhelming sadness that I feel right now...I think I am loosing my mind...most of the time I don't know whether to cry or hit something...I hate you for making me feel this way...I don't know how you sleep at night...god help me but I hope you die...do you even care??....I don't think you do...what did I ever do to you....was I not good enough...did I cry to much...maybe that is where the vodka came in...I can't stand the stuff now...I blame you for everything...your own family doesn't even like you, with the exception of your drunk mother...you two deserve each other....I hope he hit you hard...I hope it fuckin hurt...remember that pain...that is only a fraction of how you make me feel...I wish I had never opened this can of worms..you don't deserve to know me...you don't deserve anything...just remember Karma is a bitch and so are you...you worthless piece of shit.