Ok, I really have no clue where to start. I have been trying to stay pretty busy, yet it has been at many failed attempts. Unless you count staying on Facebook more than 8 hours a day. Sad, I know. You don't have to tell me. I have been in such a funk lately, it is the only that requires minimal effort. We haven't been to the gym in over a month. Why? I have no clue. We can't seem to get on top of everything and stay there, bill wise. I am sick of living where we live. Just so many different things. On the up side, we did join a committee for the Pasadena Livestock Show and Rodeo. We can get in to every show for free, and we can each take 1 guest. We will be going to take the kids to see Kevin Fowler this weekend, but only because it is free. Lol. The AG's office is really pissing me off with my child support. I get it pretty much when they fill like giving it to me. They tell me that the only way I can get it on a regular basis is to have Scott change the paper work at his work, and then I will get paid every 2 weeks, on a regular basis. As of now, I get 2 payments a month, and it could be a payment one week, and another payment the next week, or it could be a payment one week, and 3 weeks later I will get another payment. It is such bullshit. Scott's work takes the same amount of money out of his check every 2 weeks, what is the freaking deal? Anyway, my point was, the rodeo is free, and seeing how shit happens, and too much came out of the bank account this week, and I have not gotten child support, we are broke.
I have been looking for a job, but it seems like there is nothing out there, or the places that I could get a job, it just would not pay me enough to work there for one reason or another. Make sense?
I will be going to Dallas at the end of the month with Bob's aunt. She owns a monogram business, and there is a convention that she goes to every year. We will be looking into the heat press and screen printing stuff, and maybe I can get into that, and work for her. I just need to make about 900 a month. That is not much.
Anyway, I need to get back to laundry for now.....
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Ugh, Where should I start?
Well, I guess I will start with the fact that school has started back up and I am not the mother of an 8 year old 3rd grader, and an 11 (almost 12) year old 6th grader. Scary! School started Monday, and today is only Thursday, and I was already at the bus barn yesterday. They have changed all the buses around and have everything so messed up. There were kids still getting dropped off by buses at 9 pm, Monday. Dawson made it home on time, and Keigan was a car rider, so I did not have to deal with it really, but my cousin that is in the same grade with Dawson, and lives across the street, did not get dropped off until almost 7pm.
Yesterday was Keigan's first day to have to ride the bus home and so I waited and waited, and come 5 o'clock and she still was not home, I started getting pissed. Then as I am about to get into my car to go look for her because nobody will answer the phone at the bus barn, a brand new Ford Expedition pulls up at the end of my drive way and Keigan gets out. I asked her who the hell was driving her home, and she had no clue who the lady was, just said she was from the bus barn. I walked to the vehicle and the lady did not want to roll down the window and talk to me, but finally did, and just said she was told to bring her home. Her exact words were " I was just told to bring her and drop her off" and she tried to roll the window back up. This sent me into super pissed off bitch mode. She did not have an ID stating who she was, she would not tell me her name, or why she was bringing my child home in anything other than a school bus.
I loaded Keigan up in the car and ended up beating that lady back to the bus barn. The people at the bb tried to be shitty with me, and act as if Keigan had gotten on the wrong bus, which she had NOT, and then I told them I have already had my child placed in the wrong vehicle once before (whole different story) and they needed to understand where my concern was and where I was coming from. They calmed down and the tones in their voices changed when they knew I was not stupid, and neither was my child. I told them that for ABSOLUTELY NO REASON WHAT SO EVER, is my child to get into any vehicle other than a school bus or the Liberty County Sheriff, that they could have called me and I could have come and pick her up, but that my other major concern was the fact that the bus driver just flat refused to bring the kids home. (there were actually 4 kids that were taken home by the lady in the SUV) Keigan said as soon as they got on the bus, the driver said "yall live off of 1413, you are on the wrong bus but I will take you to the bus barn." HELLO, every kid on the bus lives off of 1413, she just did not want to have to turn or something. I have no clue, don't give a shit, but it better get taken care of and NOT happen again.
Thank God I only have to deal with the bullshit of this school district until December!
Anyway, the kids seem to like school so far. Well, except for Keigan maybe. She got in trouble yesterday, so she isn't so sure anymore. Apparently there is a little boy in her class that is getting adopted and Keigan and 2 other girls said something along the lines of he wasn't going to get adopted. Mean ass child of mine. I don't know how it was said, or if she was meaning it to be ugly, but it doesn't matter. I explained to her that she can not be mean, that it's called being a bully, and she can and will get into serious trouble. I explained to her that the little bot was probably so excited about getting a family and he wanted to share that with the class, and she hurt his feeling. Well, she was bawling by the time I was finished talking to her and she wrote the little boy a note telling his how sorry she was for saying something so mean about something that is so "SPESHELL" (special) to him, and would he please forgive her and she hopes they can be friends.
Hmm, I had so much to say, and now I am blank......Guess I need to start writing it all down on paper and then type it out and post it. lol
Yesterday was Keigan's first day to have to ride the bus home and so I waited and waited, and come 5 o'clock and she still was not home, I started getting pissed. Then as I am about to get into my car to go look for her because nobody will answer the phone at the bus barn, a brand new Ford Expedition pulls up at the end of my drive way and Keigan gets out. I asked her who the hell was driving her home, and she had no clue who the lady was, just said she was from the bus barn. I walked to the vehicle and the lady did not want to roll down the window and talk to me, but finally did, and just said she was told to bring her home. Her exact words were " I was just told to bring her and drop her off" and she tried to roll the window back up. This sent me into super pissed off bitch mode. She did not have an ID stating who she was, she would not tell me her name, or why she was bringing my child home in anything other than a school bus.
I loaded Keigan up in the car and ended up beating that lady back to the bus barn. The people at the bb tried to be shitty with me, and act as if Keigan had gotten on the wrong bus, which she had NOT, and then I told them I have already had my child placed in the wrong vehicle once before (whole different story) and they needed to understand where my concern was and where I was coming from. They calmed down and the tones in their voices changed when they knew I was not stupid, and neither was my child. I told them that for ABSOLUTELY NO REASON WHAT SO EVER, is my child to get into any vehicle other than a school bus or the Liberty County Sheriff, that they could have called me and I could have come and pick her up, but that my other major concern was the fact that the bus driver just flat refused to bring the kids home. (there were actually 4 kids that were taken home by the lady in the SUV) Keigan said as soon as they got on the bus, the driver said "yall live off of 1413, you are on the wrong bus but I will take you to the bus barn." HELLO, every kid on the bus lives off of 1413, she just did not want to have to turn or something. I have no clue, don't give a shit, but it better get taken care of and NOT happen again.
Thank God I only have to deal with the bullshit of this school district until December!
Anyway, the kids seem to like school so far. Well, except for Keigan maybe. She got in trouble yesterday, so she isn't so sure anymore. Apparently there is a little boy in her class that is getting adopted and Keigan and 2 other girls said something along the lines of he wasn't going to get adopted. Mean ass child of mine. I don't know how it was said, or if she was meaning it to be ugly, but it doesn't matter. I explained to her that she can not be mean, that it's called being a bully, and she can and will get into serious trouble. I explained to her that the little bot was probably so excited about getting a family and he wanted to share that with the class, and she hurt his feeling. Well, she was bawling by the time I was finished talking to her and she wrote the little boy a note telling his how sorry she was for saying something so mean about something that is so "SPESHELL" (special) to him, and would he please forgive her and she hopes they can be friends.
Hmm, I had so much to say, and now I am blank......Guess I need to start writing it all down on paper and then type it out and post it. lol
Thursday, July 28, 2011
what to do, what to do.....
I am sitting here with the kids, watching Wipeout. I think I would love to go play on all the stuff, but not really be on the show. It is absolutely stupid with the commentary. I would watch the show on mute if the kids would let me.
Anyway, I am also sitting here thinking about all kinds of thing. Life and all that it brings, and doesn't bring. I sometimes with I was born into a family that was rich and famous, but not often. I am thankful for everything that I have in my life. I just hate the struggle at times.
I spent 2 years in cosmetology school so I could do hair, which I absolutely love doing, but I do not enjoy working in corporate owned salons, and Bob doesn't like it either. He would rather I stay home with the kids vs. working retail hours, and not really making squat. So that is what I do. I mean hell, I make more in child support than I did in 1 month at a Regis Corporation salon. That company sucks! I will never work for them again. But I am ready to go back to work. I need to go back to work, but I need to be able to not work every single weekend, or every single night. I know, beggars can't be choosers. I have been giving a lot of thought into going back to school, but I don't really want to spend the next 2 years in school not making money either. There is a place I can go to that is about an hour away and do medical billing and coding, and it would take about 7 months. They have financial aid, but the drive alone is a real doozy. Ugh. I am just at a stand still in my life right now. I want to do more, to be able to help better my family, but sadly, with the economy the way it is, does it really pay for me to go to work? I mean, it's not like there is anything close by, so I would have to drive, which, with gas over $3.50 a gallon, it would be costly. Thank God my car gets about 26 mpg. We are trying to rebuild credit, save money, and pay bills all at once, with only 1 person working. It doesn't seem to be working out so well at times. LOL. Again, I guess that is just how life goes, and don't get me wrong, I am not looking for pity, just venting I guess. We are ready to move, but we know we can not afford it at the moment, and though Bob makes great money at his job, his hours are not guaranteed, therefore, neither is the money. I still do not understand this whole I.L.A union stuff, but I just wish he was an "A" button, with what they call a "regular" job. That way he could only work Monday through Friday if he wanted too.
Well, I need to get off of here. My kiddos are about to leave for the weekend with their Dad, and we are watching a show together before they go.
Anyway, I am also sitting here thinking about all kinds of thing. Life and all that it brings, and doesn't bring. I sometimes with I was born into a family that was rich and famous, but not often. I am thankful for everything that I have in my life. I just hate the struggle at times.
I spent 2 years in cosmetology school so I could do hair, which I absolutely love doing, but I do not enjoy working in corporate owned salons, and Bob doesn't like it either. He would rather I stay home with the kids vs. working retail hours, and not really making squat. So that is what I do. I mean hell, I make more in child support than I did in 1 month at a Regis Corporation salon. That company sucks! I will never work for them again. But I am ready to go back to work. I need to go back to work, but I need to be able to not work every single weekend, or every single night. I know, beggars can't be choosers. I have been giving a lot of thought into going back to school, but I don't really want to spend the next 2 years in school not making money either. There is a place I can go to that is about an hour away and do medical billing and coding, and it would take about 7 months. They have financial aid, but the drive alone is a real doozy. Ugh. I am just at a stand still in my life right now. I want to do more, to be able to help better my family, but sadly, with the economy the way it is, does it really pay for me to go to work? I mean, it's not like there is anything close by, so I would have to drive, which, with gas over $3.50 a gallon, it would be costly. Thank God my car gets about 26 mpg. We are trying to rebuild credit, save money, and pay bills all at once, with only 1 person working. It doesn't seem to be working out so well at times. LOL. Again, I guess that is just how life goes, and don't get me wrong, I am not looking for pity, just venting I guess. We are ready to move, but we know we can not afford it at the moment, and though Bob makes great money at his job, his hours are not guaranteed, therefore, neither is the money. I still do not understand this whole I.L.A union stuff, but I just wish he was an "A" button, with what they call a "regular" job. That way he could only work Monday through Friday if he wanted too.
Well, I need to get off of here. My kiddos are about to leave for the weekend with their Dad, and we are watching a show together before they go.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
????
Well, it has been a couple of days since we have gone to the gym, and I am ready to get back in there. We will be going tonight when Bob gets home from work. I don't know that I have lost any weight, but I sure feel good after I work out. Tonight we will do some cardio, and resistance training.
Went to Schlitterbahn on Monday, and I don't think I want to go back. Last summer when we had season passes and went almost every weekend, my legs would itch like I had been ate up with ants. Well, same thing this time. It only happens when I go there, so I am thinking it is something they put in the water or something. I don't know, but it lasts for 3 or 4 days, and I can not stand it. I scratch my legs until I almost start bleeding.
Other than that, there is nothing really new going on. Just living, and being bored. Story of my life, I know. School is about to start, and so I think I will try to find some kind of part time job or something. I have been thinking about going back to school for medical billing and coding, that way I can work from home, but we shall see. I really wish I had it in me to go finish all my classes and get into nursing school, but I just don't think I can do it.
Oh yeah, Keigan's birthday is not this weekend, but the next weekend, and instead of the big 300+ dollar party she usually has, I think this year she will get to pick 3 people and take them somewhere and have fun. We will probably also go out to eat somewhere and people are more than welcome to come, but they have to pay for themselves. If we do that, then this is where we will have cake, and presents for those that want to bring presents.
Went to Schlitterbahn on Monday, and I don't think I want to go back. Last summer when we had season passes and went almost every weekend, my legs would itch like I had been ate up with ants. Well, same thing this time. It only happens when I go there, so I am thinking it is something they put in the water or something. I don't know, but it lasts for 3 or 4 days, and I can not stand it. I scratch my legs until I almost start bleeding.
Other than that, there is nothing really new going on. Just living, and being bored. Story of my life, I know. School is about to start, and so I think I will try to find some kind of part time job or something. I have been thinking about going back to school for medical billing and coding, that way I can work from home, but we shall see. I really wish I had it in me to go finish all my classes and get into nursing school, but I just don't think I can do it.
Oh yeah, Keigan's birthday is not this weekend, but the next weekend, and instead of the big 300+ dollar party she usually has, I think this year she will get to pick 3 people and take them somewhere and have fun. We will probably also go out to eat somewhere and people are more than welcome to come, but they have to pay for themselves. If we do that, then this is where we will have cake, and presents for those that want to bring presents.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Day 2 with the personal trainer
Well, I thought today was the end of me. I really felt as if I was going to die at the gym, but I didn't!
Today was my second meeting with Contessa, my personal trainer, and unlike my first session, I got a FULL workout. I did 25 minutes on the elliptical machine, which I am proud of, seeing as day 1, I barely made 5 minutes. We go to the gym everyday, and so I have been able to work myself up and go longer. The longest I have been on it it 35 minutes, and that was last night.
Anyway, I did my 25 minutes and the Contessa came and got me and we started my workout. The first thing we did made me feel like the elephants at the circus. You know, when they have the elephants stand on those blocks? She (Contessa) brought out this step thing this about umm, I don't know, bend your knee like you are climbing stairs, now raise your knee about waist high. I guess about 2 stairs high. Well, she showed me what to do, and so I did it. Being that I am right handed, and a little OCD, I started by putting right foot up on the elephant stand, and then I stepped up with my left foot, and then back down, but my right foot never left the thing. I did this 15 times, and trust me, it is harder than it sounds. I did it, and then it was time to switch feet. Hello, my right side is my strong side. Needless to say, I almost did not have the strength to pull my fat ass up, but I pushed through and I did it! Yay Tara! Next I did squats. Joy Joy! I had to lean against this giant ball, on the wall and roll down. I did this 15 times, and then we moved on to working on the upper body. I don't know what everything was called, but I did them all, 15 times each. 15 is my magic number. Then it was back to the same leg workout. I COULD NOT make 15 of each, but I did manage to do 12, and that was fine. The second time around on these exercises Contessa did make me sit down, but after about 5 minutes, I was ready to push on. I did not want to give up, and I didn't want her to think I was weak. We finished the legs, went back to the upper body, and then crunches. I did 50 crunches, and boy am I feeling it.
Before I go on, I have to tell you, that I was really doing 16 of everything because I hate ODD numbers.
I have one more session with Contessa, and that is Saturday, and Bob has a session with her too, but after that I will be the trainer. haha. Reason being, I have been through everything, and I know what to do, and how to do it. I think we will be fine. We will be able to encourage each other, and give each other just enough push. I can't say I am excited about my next session, but I will say that I ABSOLUTELY LOVE going to the gym. I feel so much better when I leave. I know it will be hard work, but I am not going to give up, and I am not going to let Bob give it up. If I am able to drop 80 pounds by this time next year, then you can expect the real wedding planning to start...given that we don't end up getting married before then. We shall see.
Today was my second meeting with Contessa, my personal trainer, and unlike my first session, I got a FULL workout. I did 25 minutes on the elliptical machine, which I am proud of, seeing as day 1, I barely made 5 minutes. We go to the gym everyday, and so I have been able to work myself up and go longer. The longest I have been on it it 35 minutes, and that was last night.
Anyway, I did my 25 minutes and the Contessa came and got me and we started my workout. The first thing we did made me feel like the elephants at the circus. You know, when they have the elephants stand on those blocks? She (Contessa) brought out this step thing this about umm, I don't know, bend your knee like you are climbing stairs, now raise your knee about waist high. I guess about 2 stairs high. Well, she showed me what to do, and so I did it. Being that I am right handed, and a little OCD, I started by putting right foot up on the elephant stand, and then I stepped up with my left foot, and then back down, but my right foot never left the thing. I did this 15 times, and trust me, it is harder than it sounds. I did it, and then it was time to switch feet. Hello, my right side is my strong side. Needless to say, I almost did not have the strength to pull my fat ass up, but I pushed through and I did it! Yay Tara! Next I did squats. Joy Joy! I had to lean against this giant ball, on the wall and roll down. I did this 15 times, and then we moved on to working on the upper body. I don't know what everything was called, but I did them all, 15 times each. 15 is my magic number. Then it was back to the same leg workout. I COULD NOT make 15 of each, but I did manage to do 12, and that was fine. The second time around on these exercises Contessa did make me sit down, but after about 5 minutes, I was ready to push on. I did not want to give up, and I didn't want her to think I was weak. We finished the legs, went back to the upper body, and then crunches. I did 50 crunches, and boy am I feeling it.
Before I go on, I have to tell you, that I was really doing 16 of everything because I hate ODD numbers.
I have one more session with Contessa, and that is Saturday, and Bob has a session with her too, but after that I will be the trainer. haha. Reason being, I have been through everything, and I know what to do, and how to do it. I think we will be fine. We will be able to encourage each other, and give each other just enough push. I can't say I am excited about my next session, but I will say that I ABSOLUTELY LOVE going to the gym. I feel so much better when I leave. I know it will be hard work, but I am not going to give up, and I am not going to let Bob give it up. If I am able to drop 80 pounds by this time next year, then you can expect the real wedding planning to start...given that we don't end up getting married before then. We shall see.
Friday, July 15, 2011
starting a new life style...oh boy
So, now that Bob is more than 3 months post-op of his lap-band surgery, we have decided to set out on our journey to a new life style. Being healthier, not only for ourselves, but the kids as well. In doing that, I know that we will struggle with the commitment that it is going to take, but I think as long as we are there to support each other, than we will be able to do it.
The hardest parts are going to be:
#1. STOP SMOKING
#2. DON'T GIVE UP WHEN THE WORKOUTS SEEM TO GET TOO HARD
#3. (for me) I HAVE TO ACTUALLY EAT MORE FOOD
I have am horrible about only eating once a day. The food we eat 90% of the time is fairly healthy, I think. I mean, we are not eating out all the time, we eat a lot of grilled chicken, or baked chicken. Not very much pork. Not a lot of junk food, but sometimes we do splurge and eat out and eat junk.
Today, I went to my first session with a personal trainer. She was awesome, and I wish I could afford more than the 3 sessions that I have with her. I may need it. Lol. Maybe later on, I will buy a group of sessions.
Anyway, today's workout was not a full work out because of all the other stuff we had to go over and do, but I am telling you, what work out I did get in, WORKED ME OUT. My legs felt like noodles after only 5 minutes on the elliptical machine, (which I hate to begin with) and I was dying after only 2 minutes. That is HORRIBLE, I know, but I will work my way up there. I have to do cardio at the very least. 5 times a week, for at least 45 minutes, working my way up to at least an hour. Keeping this fat girls heart rate above 146 the entire time. OH BOY! In doing all of this, I should be able to drop 2 pound per week. HAHA. We shall see how this works out.
I do not ever tell anybody how much I weigh, but I will tell it today. 268! OMG. This is the biggest I have ever been in my whole life, and I am sick of it. I was 215 when my second child was born. I want out of the 2's all together.
Wish us luck.....
The hardest parts are going to be:
#1. STOP SMOKING
#2. DON'T GIVE UP WHEN THE WORKOUTS SEEM TO GET TOO HARD
#3. (for me) I HAVE TO ACTUALLY EAT MORE FOOD
I have am horrible about only eating once a day. The food we eat 90% of the time is fairly healthy, I think. I mean, we are not eating out all the time, we eat a lot of grilled chicken, or baked chicken. Not very much pork. Not a lot of junk food, but sometimes we do splurge and eat out and eat junk.
Today, I went to my first session with a personal trainer. She was awesome, and I wish I could afford more than the 3 sessions that I have with her. I may need it. Lol. Maybe later on, I will buy a group of sessions.
Anyway, today's workout was not a full work out because of all the other stuff we had to go over and do, but I am telling you, what work out I did get in, WORKED ME OUT. My legs felt like noodles after only 5 minutes on the elliptical machine, (which I hate to begin with) and I was dying after only 2 minutes. That is HORRIBLE, I know, but I will work my way up there. I have to do cardio at the very least. 5 times a week, for at least 45 minutes, working my way up to at least an hour. Keeping this fat girls heart rate above 146 the entire time. OH BOY! In doing all of this, I should be able to drop 2 pound per week. HAHA. We shall see how this works out.
I do not ever tell anybody how much I weigh, but I will tell it today. 268! OMG. This is the biggest I have ever been in my whole life, and I am sick of it. I was 215 when my second child was born. I want out of the 2's all together.
Wish us luck.....
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Absolutely Appauled!
Count 1- Murder in the first degree murder.......NOT GUILTY
Count 2- Aggravated child abuse......................NOT GUILTY
Count 3- Aggravated manslaughter of a child.....NOT GUILTY
Count 4- Providing false information to police....GUILTY
Count 5-Providing false information to police....GUILTY
Count 6-Providing false information to police....GUILTY
Count 7-Providing false information to police.....GUILTY
This is the verdict in the Casey Anthony murder trial. The state of Florida, did a huge disservice in the justice of this 2 year old baby! That bitch knows damn good and well what happen to her child, and she isn't speaking. That alone makes her guilty, in my eyes.
I watched a good bit of the trial on TV, and as I watched the prosecutors, I knew they were doing a piss poor job, but I also figured the jury (seven of whom are parents) would find her GUILTY. There is evidence that a MURDER was committed, and it all points at Casey Anthony, yet, it was not enough? Really? The dead, decaying body was in the trunk of her car before being dumped. She was driving her car around, going out partying and getting tattooed while suppose to be looking for her "missing" child.
I am actually sick at my stomach and could go on, but I think I will take a nap now, and pray that someone does to that bitch just as was done to her baby!
Count 2- Aggravated child abuse......................NOT GUILTY
Count 3- Aggravated manslaughter of a child.....NOT GUILTY
Count 4- Providing false information to police....GUILTY
Count 5-Providing false information to police....GUILTY
Count 6-Providing false information to police....GUILTY
Count 7-Providing false information to police.....GUILTY
This is the verdict in the Casey Anthony murder trial. The state of Florida, did a huge disservice in the justice of this 2 year old baby! That bitch knows damn good and well what happen to her child, and she isn't speaking. That alone makes her guilty, in my eyes.
I watched a good bit of the trial on TV, and as I watched the prosecutors, I knew they were doing a piss poor job, but I also figured the jury (seven of whom are parents) would find her GUILTY. There is evidence that a MURDER was committed, and it all points at Casey Anthony, yet, it was not enough? Really? The dead, decaying body was in the trunk of her car before being dumped. She was driving her car around, going out partying and getting tattooed while suppose to be looking for her "missing" child.
I am actually sick at my stomach and could go on, but I think I will take a nap now, and pray that someone does to that bitch just as was done to her baby!
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