Thursday, April 5, 2012
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
MOVED.....well....moving
Yay! We finally got our own place, and it is out of Dayton. That in it's self is exciting. We are still in the process of moving though, seeing as I have jacked up my back pretty bad, and it has just been Bob and I moving everything for the most part.
I love the new place, although, I must admit, it is a little nerve racking, and stressful starting all over, and venturing out on our own. We probably picked the worst time of year to move, but oh well. I guess we will manage. We had to buy a lot of stuff, and then Christmas on top of it, but moving took priority, so...Christmas is going to be cut short. We will make it up with income tax...maybe.
I am looking for some sort of job, maybe part time or something. Just to have play money pretty much, until work picks up for Bob. I am trying to get hooked up with a work from home job like a good friend of mine has. That would be perfect for me. We shall see what happens.
Both of the kids are pretty excited about the new place, and both are excited, but scared at the same time, about starting a new school. They are used to going to schools that only have 2 grades in them, or in Dawson's case this year, 1 grade. After the Christmas break they will be going to schools that are K-5 and 6-8. Huge difference. Maybe they will be able to make friends easy. I am sure they will, I just hope they do not become the subject of bullying. I really do not want to have to go through hell with a new school district.
I have not withdrawn them from Dayton yet, because apparently that is an all day process. So, when school starts back up from the break, Dawson will go to school in Dayton for 1 day, and while he at school I will check Keigan out and then go check him out. That way he can be at his class party that apparently got put off for some reason. I don't know.
Anyway, I am taking a break from organizing the house, and I am watching Teen Mom2 with Keigan and figures I would post something seeing as I have not done so in a while. I keep telling myself that I need to post more often, but I just don't ever make myself.
Oh yeah, we have an Elf On The Shelf. Her name is Stormy, after my mom, and she was living in our new home they day that we got the keys. Keigan found the book in the kitchen and then found the elf hanging from her light in her bedroom. So far our elf has not played any tricks, just simply moves each night. So far she has not forgotten to move. Thank God! LOL! I think maybe she will play a trick soon. We did get a late start with the tradition, seeing as it was well after Thanksgiving that we got her, and not to mention that Keigan is 8 years old now, and though she says that she believes in Santa, surely she doesn't, but either way, I am not going to tell her, and she likes to play along and so as long as she has fun with it, I will continue to do it. This is something that she can pass along to her kids, and Dawson will be able to do the same with his kids. I should have bought 2 of the dang things. Maybe I will buy another one next year for Dawson. I dunno.
Until next time....
I love the new place, although, I must admit, it is a little nerve racking, and stressful starting all over, and venturing out on our own. We probably picked the worst time of year to move, but oh well. I guess we will manage. We had to buy a lot of stuff, and then Christmas on top of it, but moving took priority, so...Christmas is going to be cut short. We will make it up with income tax...maybe.
I am looking for some sort of job, maybe part time or something. Just to have play money pretty much, until work picks up for Bob. I am trying to get hooked up with a work from home job like a good friend of mine has. That would be perfect for me. We shall see what happens.
Both of the kids are pretty excited about the new place, and both are excited, but scared at the same time, about starting a new school. They are used to going to schools that only have 2 grades in them, or in Dawson's case this year, 1 grade. After the Christmas break they will be going to schools that are K-5 and 6-8. Huge difference. Maybe they will be able to make friends easy. I am sure they will, I just hope they do not become the subject of bullying. I really do not want to have to go through hell with a new school district.
I have not withdrawn them from Dayton yet, because apparently that is an all day process. So, when school starts back up from the break, Dawson will go to school in Dayton for 1 day, and while he at school I will check Keigan out and then go check him out. That way he can be at his class party that apparently got put off for some reason. I don't know.
Anyway, I am taking a break from organizing the house, and I am watching Teen Mom2 with Keigan and figures I would post something seeing as I have not done so in a while. I keep telling myself that I need to post more often, but I just don't ever make myself.
Oh yeah, we have an Elf On The Shelf. Her name is Stormy, after my mom, and she was living in our new home they day that we got the keys. Keigan found the book in the kitchen and then found the elf hanging from her light in her bedroom. So far our elf has not played any tricks, just simply moves each night. So far she has not forgotten to move. Thank God! LOL! I think maybe she will play a trick soon. We did get a late start with the tradition, seeing as it was well after Thanksgiving that we got her, and not to mention that Keigan is 8 years old now, and though she says that she believes in Santa, surely she doesn't, but either way, I am not going to tell her, and she likes to play along and so as long as she has fun with it, I will continue to do it. This is something that she can pass along to her kids, and Dawson will be able to do the same with his kids. I should have bought 2 of the dang things. Maybe I will buy another one next year for Dawson. I dunno.
Until next time....
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Punk Kids!
Today has not been such a good day. It damn sure was not the day I expected it to be...sitting around the house playing my stupid games on Facebook, and doing laundry.
I do not want to sound raciest, because I am not, but a few months ago some mexicans moved out here next door to us, (on my old property) and every since then things have been happening to my stepdads 18 wheeler. We couldn't prove anything so nothing was ever said or done about it. A week or so ago, my stepdad said something to the kids about riding their go-kart through the yard and doing donuts in the driveway slinging rocks all over the yard and tearing up the driveway. 2 weeks ago, my aunt that lives across the street had an iPhone and about 8 packs of cigarettes come up missing out of her house. No cops were called, a big deal was not made of it. They replaced the phone, bought more cigarettes and said none of the kids were allowed back in her house, other than family. Well, they decided to let these kids back in their house, give them the benefit of the doubt about the first iPhone being stolen and not being able to prove who stole it, they were allowed back in, but only under adult supervision. After my aunt made everybody leave and later they all went to bed, these kids went back in the house took 487 dollars out of her purse, a Nintendo DS, a remote control helicopter, cigarettes, and ice cream out of the freezer. When I found all this out, I walked across the street and my aunt was there in the front yard with all these kids, one of their parents, and trying to get the cops to come back out there but could not get anybody to answer at the Sheriff's office. I called the cops, got someone to answer and had the deputy come back out to the house that had already been out there to make the initial report. Let me say also that there were 3 kids involved. 2 white kids, only one that lives out here, the other lives in a different city, and the mexican boy. Before the deputy could get back out here the mexican boy who denied having anything to do with going into the house and taking anything or having any of the stolen property, was slowly but surely giving everything back. The only thing that was not being given back was the last 2 hundred dollars and the iPhone 3. Well, my aunt said that if she got EVERYTHING back, that she would not press charges and that is when the mexican boy when in his house and got the last 2 hundred dollars and gave it back. The iPhone was still missing and nobody was giving it back. The white kids from Mont Belvieu was saying the mexican kid had, and the mexican kid was saying that he did not have it. Once the cop got there and handcuffed the white kid that lives out here, the mexican fessed up as to where the phone was. The cop put cuffs on the mexican and stuffed him in the car too. Scaring the shit out of these kids. Well, the white kid anyway. About this time, Bob calls me. He was at lunch at work and seen his gas door thingy looked funny and so he opened it up and it was full of sugar. He had me check my car, and it was full of sugar too. Thank God I had not started my car. The deputy called in and had the dispatcher make him another call sheet for criminal mischief. He drove to my house to look at my car and get that report going, with these kids in the back seat of the cop car, in hopes that the camera in the car would catch them talking about the damage to my car. My aunt didn't press charges on anybody because she got all of her stuff back, and I could not press charges because we had no proof that these punk ass kids did that to my car. I left with my stepdad in his truck to take him to pick up his work truck and then when we got back to the house, he decided to look at his boat and it is destroyed as well. I have to call the deputy back out here in the morning so that he can take pictures of everything and add it to the case.
So, I am worn out, stressed to the max and I have not even given any thought to dinner, and I am starving!!!
I do not want to sound raciest, because I am not, but a few months ago some mexicans moved out here next door to us, (on my old property) and every since then things have been happening to my stepdads 18 wheeler. We couldn't prove anything so nothing was ever said or done about it. A week or so ago, my stepdad said something to the kids about riding their go-kart through the yard and doing donuts in the driveway slinging rocks all over the yard and tearing up the driveway. 2 weeks ago, my aunt that lives across the street had an iPhone and about 8 packs of cigarettes come up missing out of her house. No cops were called, a big deal was not made of it. They replaced the phone, bought more cigarettes and said none of the kids were allowed back in her house, other than family. Well, they decided to let these kids back in their house, give them the benefit of the doubt about the first iPhone being stolen and not being able to prove who stole it, they were allowed back in, but only under adult supervision. After my aunt made everybody leave and later they all went to bed, these kids went back in the house took 487 dollars out of her purse, a Nintendo DS, a remote control helicopter, cigarettes, and ice cream out of the freezer. When I found all this out, I walked across the street and my aunt was there in the front yard with all these kids, one of their parents, and trying to get the cops to come back out there but could not get anybody to answer at the Sheriff's office. I called the cops, got someone to answer and had the deputy come back out to the house that had already been out there to make the initial report. Let me say also that there were 3 kids involved. 2 white kids, only one that lives out here, the other lives in a different city, and the mexican boy. Before the deputy could get back out here the mexican boy who denied having anything to do with going into the house and taking anything or having any of the stolen property, was slowly but surely giving everything back. The only thing that was not being given back was the last 2 hundred dollars and the iPhone 3. Well, my aunt said that if she got EVERYTHING back, that she would not press charges and that is when the mexican boy when in his house and got the last 2 hundred dollars and gave it back. The iPhone was still missing and nobody was giving it back. The white kids from Mont Belvieu was saying the mexican kid had, and the mexican kid was saying that he did not have it. Once the cop got there and handcuffed the white kid that lives out here, the mexican fessed up as to where the phone was. The cop put cuffs on the mexican and stuffed him in the car too. Scaring the shit out of these kids. Well, the white kid anyway. About this time, Bob calls me. He was at lunch at work and seen his gas door thingy looked funny and so he opened it up and it was full of sugar. He had me check my car, and it was full of sugar too. Thank God I had not started my car. The deputy called in and had the dispatcher make him another call sheet for criminal mischief. He drove to my house to look at my car and get that report going, with these kids in the back seat of the cop car, in hopes that the camera in the car would catch them talking about the damage to my car. My aunt didn't press charges on anybody because she got all of her stuff back, and I could not press charges because we had no proof that these punk ass kids did that to my car. I left with my stepdad in his truck to take him to pick up his work truck and then when we got back to the house, he decided to look at his boat and it is destroyed as well. I have to call the deputy back out here in the morning so that he can take pictures of everything and add it to the case.
So, I am worn out, stressed to the max and I have not even given any thought to dinner, and I am starving!!!
Monday, November 21, 2011
Is it really Thanksgiving already?
Yeah so it has been a while since I have posted. I guess I just have not really had anything to say, or maybe I have just been too busy playing those stupid games on Facebook, to even worry or care about posting? Who knows?
So not, Thanksgiving is only a few day away. This is of no importance to me what so ever. Is that mean? I do not like the traditional feast, so I opt for Jack in the Box. I have never liked it. Well, I do like my Aunt Rosana's ham, but that is about it.
Then, after Thanksgiving....my very least favorite holiday....Christmas. I have not been a fan of Christmas for probably the last 13 years or so. I am not really sure why, but it just got worse when I had children of my own. That sounds so silly, but I ALWAYS had a great Christmas when I was a kid. It was my moms FAVORITE time of the year, and she shopped ALL YEAR. I guess that is why I always such a great Christmas. She was not waiting until this time of year to be out getting gifts, and spending so much money at once. I am positive this is the reason. I have said many times, I am going to start doing that, but....I never do. I will make a vow to myself to start doing it this year. We shall see how it goes. HAHA.
I am a little more excited that normal about December getting here, but that is because we are moving. The bad part, well, not that it is bad, but still, I do not want to live in Baytown. I do not want my kids in Baytown schools, but that is probably where we are moving to. Either way, I am beyond excited about getting out on our own. Things are not really bad where we are right now, but that could change any moment, and it is just time.
Umm, whatelse?....................I am thinking about going back to school. I have a few things in mind, but we shall see how it works out. We are also planning to take the kids on a cruise in September. I am pretty excited about that, even though it is a year away.
Well, I am pretty sleepy. Haven't been sleeping well at all. Keep thinking about things that we need when we move, moving, new schools, etc. Not to mention, our mattress SUCKS and we need a new one.
Short, random, and I am going to bed. <3
So not, Thanksgiving is only a few day away. This is of no importance to me what so ever. Is that mean? I do not like the traditional feast, so I opt for Jack in the Box. I have never liked it. Well, I do like my Aunt Rosana's ham, but that is about it.
Then, after Thanksgiving....my very least favorite holiday....Christmas. I have not been a fan of Christmas for probably the last 13 years or so. I am not really sure why, but it just got worse when I had children of my own. That sounds so silly, but I ALWAYS had a great Christmas when I was a kid. It was my moms FAVORITE time of the year, and she shopped ALL YEAR. I guess that is why I always such a great Christmas. She was not waiting until this time of year to be out getting gifts, and spending so much money at once. I am positive this is the reason. I have said many times, I am going to start doing that, but....I never do. I will make a vow to myself to start doing it this year. We shall see how it goes. HAHA.
I am a little more excited that normal about December getting here, but that is because we are moving. The bad part, well, not that it is bad, but still, I do not want to live in Baytown. I do not want my kids in Baytown schools, but that is probably where we are moving to. Either way, I am beyond excited about getting out on our own. Things are not really bad where we are right now, but that could change any moment, and it is just time.
Umm, whatelse?....................I am thinking about going back to school. I have a few things in mind, but we shall see how it works out. We are also planning to take the kids on a cruise in September. I am pretty excited about that, even though it is a year away.
Well, I am pretty sleepy. Haven't been sleeping well at all. Keep thinking about things that we need when we move, moving, new schools, etc. Not to mention, our mattress SUCKS and we need a new one.
Short, random, and I am going to bed. <3
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
9-28-2011
Well, I started back to the gym today. Of course the first person I see when I walk in was Contessa, my trainer that I had. I have not been to the gym in probably 2 months so of course she asked me where I had been. I simply told her the truth...EVERY WHERE BUT HERE. I mean what else was I going to tell her? Bob said I should have told her something about having back issues, but I didn't. Oh well, I am just happy to be going back, and I am hoping to keep with it this time.
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Things have been good here. Nothing really to bitch about. Some of you may notice that I have deleted a few blogs, and the reason I did was because I got to thinking last night that some of them have been down right hateful towards some of the people in my life. Those that have been there for me through it all. Let me just say that I know it does get stressful living with people, and having people live with you, I know this first hand, but I am so thankful that we have had a place to live for the last 2 and a half years. Things really have been good here for a while. I don't need any FaceBook messages telling me what I need to do, or anything else. I am 33 years old and I know what I need to do. Yes, there are some things that still bother me, but I will work through them. I look at it this way....December is right around the corner, and we will be moving in December. It is time. Time to get back out of the nest and move on. I can not wait!
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Tomorrow is the big day. Going to Ft. Worth with Ra-Ra, Mrs. P. and Patti. I love road trips...when you have good company, and I must say, I will be in great company. This should be really fun. We are going to a convention and with these ladies, I am sure there is going to some shopping and other stuff involved. Super excited.
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Well, I guess that is all for now. I need to get busy washing clothes and cleaning the kitchen.
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Things have been good here. Nothing really to bitch about. Some of you may notice that I have deleted a few blogs, and the reason I did was because I got to thinking last night that some of them have been down right hateful towards some of the people in my life. Those that have been there for me through it all. Let me just say that I know it does get stressful living with people, and having people live with you, I know this first hand, but I am so thankful that we have had a place to live for the last 2 and a half years. Things really have been good here for a while. I don't need any FaceBook messages telling me what I need to do, or anything else. I am 33 years old and I know what I need to do. Yes, there are some things that still bother me, but I will work through them. I look at it this way....December is right around the corner, and we will be moving in December. It is time. Time to get back out of the nest and move on. I can not wait!
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Tomorrow is the big day. Going to Ft. Worth with Ra-Ra, Mrs. P. and Patti. I love road trips...when you have good company, and I must say, I will be in great company. This should be really fun. We are going to a convention and with these ladies, I am sure there is going to some shopping and other stuff involved. Super excited.
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Well, I guess that is all for now. I need to get busy washing clothes and cleaning the kitchen.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
blah blah blah, blah.....BLAH
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.....
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, 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
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