The insanity (and the laundry) will never end...

Mmmmmmk'ay. So lately I have been busy. No really, I HAVE BEEN!

I have been defending myself against jealous and baseless claims,


I have been planning surprise parties for people (and making AWESOME homemade crowns because I am crafty like that),


I have been talking 'till all hours of the night with my hunnie (note the circles under my eyes),


I have been taking amusing pictures with my children.


I HAVE NOT however, been doing laundry :( which you can tell from the PILES of laundry I folded tonight while watching The Daily Show AND The Colbert Report.


UGH! You know what happens?! I do ALL of my laundry and then I get lulled into a false sense of security! I think to myself 'I just did ALL of that laundry, I can wait a day or two to do more'. WELL I AM WRONG! I always forget that I am the proud owner of three slightly used children, one of whom is one of those mythical beasts we call toddlers, another is a POTTY TRAINING BOY, and the third is the artistic tom-boy who says that it is OK to wipe paint all over the clothes because 'It comes off in four washes mom!'. *Slaps forehead. D'OH!* So tonight, on the eve of being BABY FREE FOR THREE DAYS, I am rushing around doing laundry so I have some clothes to send my children to Tennessee in. Wow I totally spelled Tennessee right on the first try. I think that is a sign I have been in the south for too long.

In other news, Drey was in NC today but I didn't get to see her. :( Saaaaaadness. I am glad however that she had a good time on Vay-cay we ALL knew she really needed it before she ended up on the news because she stuck a drill in her head a la Pi (the movie) just so she could get a break. YAY for breaks! Maybe that is what I should be doing with my 3 baby free days? Driving to PA? Nah. Too many miles. And I plan on sleeping... A lot... And maybe even letting John convince me to let him cook me dinner ;) Tee-hee!

Advice from Mrs. H

Here are some things that my girlie Drea had to say. I love her.

1. That I’m not that crazy one...It’s just that they’re all so fucking jealous it’s not even funny!!

2. I have some pretty great friends, yesterday, tomorrow and forever!

3. All women backstab, no matter the age. We’ll forever be in high school bitch mode and don’t say you aren’t because you are, including me.

4. My kids are the cutest, and so are your’s!

5. I’m certain I have the greatest set of IP’s and the sweetest surrobabe ever. :o)

6. Real friends are those who don’t talk for months and then call up and talk like we just talked last week. :o)

7. Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. (Oscar Wilde)

8. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are cultivated. For these there is hope. (Oscar Wilde)

9. My real friends will always know, and respect, that my husband is my best friend, and won’t get upset over that.

10. There is a time in each person’s life, where they have to give up a lot to gain a little. I’m slowly regaining...

Advice from Ms. D

Occasionally Ms. D feels the need to impart her wisdom, or in the case wisdom she found on the net. Read it ladies, and be wise.

 

Best Advice You Will Ever Hear:

If he’s not calling you, it’s because you’re not on his mind.

If he creates expectations for you, and then doesn’t follow through on little things, he will do the same for big things. Be aware of this and realize that he’s okay with disappointing you.

Don’t be with someone who doesn’t do what they say they’re going to do.

"Busy" is another word for "asshole." "Asshole" is another word for the guy you’re dating.

If a man is really into you, nothing will stop him from being with you.

Whatever problems you may have been having in your relationship, they didn’t merit him having sex with someone else.

An excuse is a polite rejection. Men are not afraid of "ruining the friendship."

If you can find him, then he can find you. If he wants to find you, he will.

Cheating is bad. Not knowing why you cheated is even worse. Don’t date any man who doesn’t know why he does things.

100% of men polled they have never accidentally slept with anyone.

100% of men polled said they’ve never been too busy to call a woman they were really into.

Cheating is cheating. It doesn’t matter whom it was with or how many times it happened.

Cheating gets easier every time it’s done. It’s only hard the first time, when one feels the sting of morality and the guilt of betraying someone’s trust.

It doesn’t count unless he says it when he’s sober. An "I Love You" (or any semblance thereof) while under the influence of anything stronger than grape juice won’t hold up in court or in life.

If he only wants to see you, talk to you, have sex with you, etc., when he’s inebriated, it ain’t love - it’s sport.

Don’t spend your time on and give your heart to any guy who makes you wonder about anything related to his feelings for you.

If you feel that’s he’s always holding something back, or that you’re spending a lot of energy trying to change yourself into something you think will make him happier, then divorce yourself from him and move on.

It’s very tempting when you really want to be with someone to settle for much, much less - even a vague, pathetic facsimile of less - than you would have ever imagined. Remember always what you set out to get, and please don’t settle for less.

Deciding to get back together with someone is a complicated and difficult decision. Just remember that the person that you are getting back together with is the same person who, not long before, looked you in your beautiful face, took full stock of you and all your qualities, and told you that he was no longer in need of your company.

You can’t talk your way out of a breakup. It is not up for discussion. A breakup is a definitive action, not a democratic one.

Break up sex still means you’re broken up.

Cut him off, let him miss you.

If the person you "love" cannot freely spend his days thinking about you and being with you, it’s not REAL love.

Unless he’s all yours, he’s still hers.

Try not to be 4 years into the relationship when it suddenly dawns on you that the guy you’re with is a big, selfish jerk.

Dont ever give him the chance to reject you again!

The WIP

All it needs is a lil color :) I call this little beauty Desdemona's revenge... :) She's part one in the 'Pissed off Bitch' series. She has been lovingly handcrafted by Rattus at Ol' Skool Tattoo. I highly recommend his psycho ass.

How could you not?!

Heeeeere's Johnny

So I HATE Livejournal. I realize that now. Wordpress like it or lump it is by far my favorite blog spot. So I say eff the stalkers, I'm back.

I had a good day today, I cleaned out my closet, literally which lead to some figurative closet cleaning. I'm proud of my self. I put ALL of the Bobby stuff in a box and put it in the storage closet (Liv's closet that is the size of a bedroom). I packed up what was left of Slick's stuff and put it away as well. I'll throw it away... When I'm ready to be completely rid of a year of my life. I dunno, I've done pretty good about forgiving and forgetting. I found a knife of his today, that I think he told me was his dads. I sent him an e-mail about it, we'll see if he's better about responding to the e-mail about the knife than he has been about me wanting my g-mom's stuff before I move. :-P
Mellony and I have been talking lately. She had some interesting insights, and it's been a pleasure. All I know is that I hope we all find what we want in life...

At the park a couple of weeks ago I met this VERY cute (if slightly short) guy. He came back to the PD and Sar's house with his kids and we cooked out and shit... At first I was feelin him but it got to where that was no longer the case. Nice guy, don't get me wrong, just a little pushy, savvy? Henceforth he will be known as 'Dude'. So anyways, the other day Dude brought over his friend... Mmmmmmmnnnmmmmmm. Almost 7 ft. Covered in muscle... Yummmy... Dumb as a brick but lawd, I don't think I wanna converse with him. They call him 'Big Country' and he wouldn't do in the long term bc he pulled a prison term (lol WTF is it with me and the bad boys?!), nothing major but still. He's from Minnesota. His real name is Jeremiah. *sigh*
I'm getting my new *MUCH LARGER* bed this week!!! YAY! I still haven't gone to get a comforter or sheets yet but I'll get there, they aren't even delivering it until Monday at the earliest. I'm thinking crimson and black? I also saw this oak sleigh bed that I think I need. :-D

AAAAAAANNNNNNDDDDD! I will have pix of the new tattoo up maybe next weekend because that is when good ol' Rattus is finishing that bitch, and he said I get to use the new photo studio he set up to get my tatt photo'd. I might get another on Friday too, depends tho. I'm thinking I want something on my hip...

And finally... There is this guy (beyond BC)... I met him a bit ago and I am a little leary about talking to people about him, because when I do that then things end up getting messed up. I think it's because that's God's way of reminding me that he is in charge. I think about him all the time. Especially when I shouldn't be. I'm very torn. I REALLY like him but it's not a good time for either of us. We've both got stuff on our plates. We've had the opportunity to have sex SEVERAL times, but every time I've backed away. It's a pretty big thing... I dunno. I hope he knows that I'm thinking about him though.

Argh... Ok I'm off... Love to you all!

Blame it on me

Flirting is only flirting if you want to do the person you're flirting with. You are just being friendly otherwise. That's the way I see it anyway. I hold discussions with people I wouldn't ever actually fuck all the time- The Princess of the Used Car Mafia"

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A very good and wise friend of mine once said the above quote. And I think it, and the song that is posted in this blog says a lot about the last week. I'm writing in THIS blog btw because there are people that I know will read it, that will only know to read it here.

I'm not exactly sure WTF has happened. Okay I gathered bits and pieces and put other parts together all on my lonesome. The entire damn situation is messed up and you know it. WE WERE FRIENDS. NEVER was I just YOUR friend or HIS friend. I was both. I'm sorry that you are (A YEAR LATER) having an issue with the way that we have ALWAYS acted. And apparently a way that he has always acted, and that you have in the past, accepted. I'm sorry that he and I talked just as much as you and I did, and that you see something ugly in that.
I'm sorry that now my kids can't ever play with one of the best friends that they ever had because apparently now, it makes you uncomfortable and I don't want to make your already difficult marriage worse. I care about all of you and I hope that everything ends up well for you.
I'm sorry that I listened to relationship advice from people who are so miserable that they can't even decide whether or not to make a 5 year marriage work. I know you guys love each other. It's a shame you can't love each other enough to forgive the flaws. But hey, I'm the last person to give out relationship advice. I spent almost a year with a man who treated me like crap because I decided I loved him, flaws and all. I loved him enough not to change him. For a while at least. Now I can't even get my dead grandmothers things back from him. *Sighs* This has become the rant that I never wanted it to be.

I'm sorry, and I do care about ya'll, and I hope things work out the way you want them to. Good luck with everything and I'll be praying for you guys.