Crap!

What a craptastic week this has been. Where do I even start? First, last week, my laptop died on me. It froze up out of nowhere, then when I turned it back on it said that it is not a bootable device and that my hard drive does not exist. WTF? 

So I had to use the desktop which we have upstairs in this little officey type room that has a built in desk. Over the weekend, we got a few storms and guess what? The roof leaked! My kids came downstairs and said that water was on the computer! Shit! I run upstairs to find my modem soaked, my mouse soaked, water on my keyboard and a few drops on the monitor. Thankfully, somehow, the only thing that didn't work was the mouse. I couldn't believe the modem still worked, but it must be water proof? lol

My husband got a new car last week, a used one. Our mechanic looked at it and said yep, there's a shit load of stuff wrong with it, like, a lot. Luckily, and thankfully, we have a great mechanic who is willing to do work for us on credit and we make payments to him on a weekly basis. Who does that these days? I think it could have something to do with him doing business for my family for the last 30 years or so? Plus, we have been faithful about making our payments every week. ... We thought my car needed a speed sensor for the transmission, which was an easy fix. Not. The entire fucking transmission needs rebuilt. Soo.. two cars, and two cars down?? Are you kidding me?? Once again, our wonderful mechanic offered to rebuild it for us on credit, charging us for parts only, no labor, just because he feels sorry for us because of our bad luck, lol. At least it's summer, so I don't need a car during the day. My husband's car is getting fixed right now and as soon as his is done, mine goes in. *sigh*.

Today, I talked to a friend I made my first month at school, who is a self proclaimed computer nerd. He said my drive failed on my lap top and he has one that may work. MAY. If not, then I have to purchase a new drive and I have no idea how much that will be, nor do I have any extra money due to it all going to automobile repairs! He is going to look at it on Friday and give me the bad news. Of course it will be bad news, it ALWAYS is!!!!

I was excited about having a week off of school, but it is not going so well and I've spent most of it cleaning the house. Does the cleaning ever end? It does not make me very happy when I clean and it is destroyed within a few hours, thanks to a certain 6 yr old and two 5 year olds, who, by the way, are making this summer miserable. Omg, I was soo looking forward to them being off of school for the summer but they are making me miserable with their constant fighting and arguing! I'm actually ready for me to go back to school next week just so I can get away from these heathens, lol.

Oh yeah, then to end this great week, the mouthy bratty little neighbor kids that I've posted before were at it again. Well, actually, their mom is now. The youngest brat was being mean to our son, not giving him back his shoes and then hitting him with his shoes while my husband was calling them home. So we told our kids just to stay in our yard for the night. We go inside, next thing we know, we hear a bunch of screaming and yelling. Poor Little C (that's what I will call him, he's the brother of the bratty girls that is actually very sweet and plays with our kids on a daily basis) was in our yard, and his sisters were yelling at him and our kids. My husband told the girls to leave and they wouldn't leave. He told them a few times to go home but they wouldn't do it so he finally told them that if they didn't leave he was gonna call the cops on 'em (scare tactic, of course we wouldn't do it). Well, they went running home and the next thing we know, big mama comes out yelling at my husband... calling him a fat ass and me a fat whale, calling us losers and scum.. saying all of these things in front of her children and our own. Yeah, that's a great role model there, isn't it? Teach your kids to call others names, yay for the mom of the year! Then she tried to blame our kids for stealing her kids' shoes, even though her daughter found all of their shoes in their own yard! Alll of this bullshit just because her kids are mouthy little brats who don't know how to respect anyone.. guess they come by it naturally. She then told Little C that he is not allowed to play with our kids anymore, poor little guy was crying because of it. It's not fair to him or our children that they can't play together just because they have immature parents. Can't blame the kids for the way they act, they had to have learned it from somewhere. Ugh, I hate drama and I hate drama starters. I hate this week.

PHOTO OF THE WEEK

My sad laptop screen that is only just over a year old. WTF?

I'll Get You My Pretty!!!

I had plans to post here tonight, however, just as I am settling in to get down to blogging business, I find out there are strong storms with tornadic possibilities due here within mere minutes *gasp*. What is up with the summer this year? We are having severe storms here like every other night and they always seem to show up at night which is 10 times worse because.. well, it's dark so I can't see anything coming, plus my kids are trying to sleep and if they hear thunder they are gonna flip out and want to be right next to me. It's 11:30 and my brats are still awake! I told them to go to sleep but they just don't listen. Anyway, I'm gonna try to get this post finished before the storms get here.

This summer is sucking monkey balls so far. For one thing, it's been super hot, and fat people do not fair well in the heat. Fat people on medication really don't fair well. I may have mentioned before that I am on an anti-depressant. Well, last summer I noticed I was sweating more than normal, so I checked my medication and one of the side effects is excessive sweating. GREAT! As if being fat and miserable in the heat wasn't bad enough now I have to sweat all over everything! I mean, it's gross, like really gross, like embarassing gross, like I almost want to get off of the medication because of it gross! I really hate it now with going to school. I have to walk like an entire mile just to get from my car through the parking lot to the building, then another 10 miles to get to my class. It's a work out I tell ya and by the time I make it there on hot days I am looking like a hot mess (literally, not the stupid figuratively way). Part of me wants to get off of my medication, but I'm worried that I will revert back to my old ways. I had depression bad. It caused problems in my marriage. I was a mess. I really hated myself and hated my life and I took a lot of it out on my husband. I've changed a lot and I enjoy life for the most part now and don't want to go back to my old miserable self. I still have my wretched mega bitch days, but it is nothing like it was before I went on my medication. Anyone else have an experience with anti-depressants and going off of them?

Uh oh, I just heard thunder. Now I'm waiting for the herd of kid feet to come running down the stairs! Moommmmyyyyyyyyy!!!!!

... and here they come.... nope, just my husband, lol.

I'm happy because I have a week and a half off from school. I soo need a break so I'm looking forward to it, however, I'm sure I will spend most of it cleaning. Why does the cleaning never end? I love my house when it's clean but it only lasts mere minutes before it is a mess again. Does anyone else have that problem?  ... Then when I go back to school, I start my word processing class. What the crap? An entire month of Microsoft Word? Seriously??? Ah well, at least it should be easy considering I use it just about every day.

PHOTO OF THE WEEK

Just because I didn't have any better pics for the week to post, lol. I'm the little red spot on the map and alllll those storms are here like right now. I will post again soon if I don't end up in munchkin land.

Is it really hump day?

What a busy, busy week this has turned into. Seems every day we have somewhere to go or something to get done. I haven't even been able to work much this week.. Grrrr.. I hate days where it's just go, go, go all day long.

I'm super excited though. My husband and his cousin got new tattoos the other day. We haven't gotten any new tattoos in awhile because our regular tattoo artist (who also used to be my husband's best friend) moved to TX and everyone else was way too expensive. He found a guy who is willing to give us decent prices because we know one of his other regular customers. He told us that if we become regular customers he will give us decent prices, as well. The tattoo he did on my husband looks amazing. Everything looks perfect except for a couple of spots in the black lettering that needs going over again. We are hopefully going to go back to him within the next month or so, when we have the extra $$ and I'm so freakin excited!! I want to get my chest piece finished and my back finished. I LOVE tattoos. I would be covered if I could afford it. I would love to have my arms sleeved but because some dumbasses are still so judgmental of people with tattoos, I am keeping them where they can be hidden when needed for jobs or whatever. I really hate it that I have to conform because people are still so closed minded. It's 2010! Everyone should know by now that having tattoos does not kill brain cells. Stop stereotyping, ya assholes!!

I had a scare over the weekend. My dog, for some reason, does not like the neighbor kid who comes over to play with our kids. I don't know why my dog doesn't like him, he just doesn't. Well, the other day this kid was playing in the back yard with my brats, and one of my kids didn't get the door shut tight and my dog went after him. He knocked him down, but didn't bite him, however, his toenail tore the skin on his arm. The poor kid was soo scared. We got him cleaned up and made sure it was nothing serious and the kid was fine. I don't know his parents, but this kid told us one time that his step dad called my husband a "loser white boy" or something along those lines (these are the same neighbor kids that I mentioned in another post that I had to stop letting their youngest daughter come over because she was so mean and disrespectful). I was terrified they were going to call the cops. Our dog is a Staffordshire which is a breed of Pit Bull or like a cousin of the pit bull. He looks like a pit bull except he is double the size. Most of the time he is just a big baby, he is scared of the little kittens we have, lol.. I just don't know what it is about this kid that he doesn't like. So anyway, i was terrified thinking that they were going to come and take our dog away and think that he is vicious....etc.. I was almost in tears I was so upset. I mean, seriously, my dog weighs more than this kid did, if he was trying to attack him, he would have torn him to shreds, but he didn't! He just barked at him and knocked him down. Later that evening, the kid's step dad came over to us and I was like, "oh shit, here we go".. and he just said, "don't worry about what happened with the dog, it's no big deal, we know how dogs get some time" and shook my husband's hand. Holy crap! I was not expecting that, but I am really thankful for understanding neighbors. A lot of other people would have called the cops just to be assholes or think they could sue us or something. We have taken extra precautions to make sure it doesn't happen again, btw.

So my kids are beginning to drive my absolutely insane now that they are out on summer vacation. It's non stop fighting, screaming, and tattling all day long. Wow, there are some days I am counting the hours until it's time for me to go to class!! Two more months of this, what the Hell am I going to do? I don't think locking them in the basement is an option, is it?? Straight jackets? Putting them on Craigslist? Renting them out as farm hands? hmmm, if only....

VIDEO OF THE DAY




My son rockin out to Five Finger Death Punch. He likes a little bit of everything, country and metal, lol. He was doing this all on his own I just happened to look back and catch him doing it!

I drink out of my Shrek glasses.. am I going to die?

The past week was a tad uneventful but the weekend was a bit crazy. Nothing much happened during the week except for starting my Psychology class. I was looking forward to this class but it was so boring last week, it was all about the neuroscience behind it and how the brain works. I just got out of Anatomy and Physiology. I thought I was done with that crap?? Plus the class is big.. I don't like big classes, especially when I only know a few people. People annoy me, like really bad.. but then again, a lot of things annoy me.

Then the weekend came. Friday was pretty boring, but Saturday we ended up having to take my youngest son (the mud slinger in the previous post) to the emergency room because he stepped on the lid of a cat food can and sliced his foot open. I guess I should be happy because this is the first injury related reason he has had to go to the e.r.. His foot wouldn't stop bleeding so we had to do it. He needed 2 stitches but the doc said he wasn't going to put him through the trauma for only 2 stitches, so he just glued him up and gave us some steri-strips. He's not allowed to get his foot wet for a week.. yeah, that should work. My son is the biggest clutz I know, second only to his father. Since he started walking he has been that way, always falling, knocking himself in the head. He used to have bruises on his forward on a regular basis. He's very intelligent. In fact, a month ago he taught himself to ride a bike with no training wheels. Our older son just learned, so he had to follow in his big brother's foot steps and he taught himself! We had no clue until he kept telling us that he could do it, but we blew it off because the few times we tried with him he couldn't even go an inch without toppling over. But yet, he did it, he taught himself to write with no training wheels! We were both like, "what the hell?" I've never heard of a kid teaching himself, lol! But anyway, so yeah, he falls off of his bike on a daily  basis, he has bruises and scratches all over his knees and elbows, but does he cry? Nope, not once. Part of his problem is he doesn't pay attention to what he is doing or where he is going. I mean, the kid can just be walking and fall over because he will be walking one direction but looking the other. We've even lost him a few times in public because he will be watching something else and just keep walking in the opposite direction as us. One time at a fair, he was holding on to another ladies pocket.. someone he didn't know.. and he didn't realize it because he was looking at everything else! What am I in for? He's only 5.

So yeah.. then Saturday night there were a bunch of bad storms and tornadoes that hit not far from us. Some people were killed, houses were destroyed. They said there was another bad one that was supposed to be here at like 3am, so we gathered up batteries, flashlights, candles, matches...etc.. Went to bed with the TV on but couldn't sleep. Kept waking up to listen and see if there were any warnings for us. We got nothin. Just a bunch of wind, but that's it. The saddest story from the tornado was about a girl. First of all, the high school was destroyed, and there was a graduation ceremony there set for the next day, so that was sad enough, right? The valedictorian of the class's father died in the tornado. Can you even imagine???

In class tonight, we were talking about phobias. We learned that no one is born with a phobia, it stems from something that happened some time in our life, it could have been when we were a baby and we don't remember it. I'm scared of heights, and spiders.. and (don't laugh) balloons. Did I get attacked by balloons when I was a kid?? hmmm... Do any of you have any weird phobias??

PHOTO OF THE WEEK

This is my kitty Blue asleep in the window soaking up the sun earlier today. I wish I could be a cat. All I would have to do is sleep, eat, and poop. *sigh* lucky cat.