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Thursday, May 26, 2016

Knowing When To Stop Fighting It

I've been told a lot of times in my life that I am always kicking a dead horse or I don't let things go.

What people need to realize is these particular things that I'm kicking a dead horse over,  in which the other person involved refuses to take accountability for. It's important for us to feel validated. I own up with others when they tell me I made them feel a certain way. I expect other's to do the same. Whether they believe they did or whatever, is not important for a lot of things. It's the fact that they recognize that's how I feel and apologize. That's all. It's really very simple.

Being mad at me for things that are out of my control is something I can't take ownership in. Being mad at me for something that happened that wasn't done with intent on my part towards you is another I can't take ownership in.

Doing something to me on purpose in order to make me hurt, on the other hand, is wrong. It's more wrong when you do that thing with intent to hurt me as retaliation for something that happened that was out of my control.

I need to be validated. I need to be fought for, not forgotten. I need to be stood up for, not talked about. I'm tired of fighting for myself.


Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Ding Dong The B*tch Is Dead....

Okay. Not really dead. I couldn't be that lucky. But she's not getting one more red cent from us. Ever. 
For those of you know know me personally know the nightmare that is my husband's exwife. When I came into the picture ten years ago, she immediately was a poison dart laced with rectal cancer in my side.

While I was excited at the idea of my daughters having step sisters, the dream was quickly extinguished. My husband's daughters would visit and love being with us. I would drive to the next town daily to pick them up from school (as a favor to their mother) and keep them until their mother decided to come pick them up. While it wasn't ideal, seeing as I had to get my own kids home from school then zip to get my step kids....everyone was happy and things were going great.

The oldest started to want to stay home for whatever reason. We think it was pressure from their mother...because that woman (in my opinion) is about as sharp as a wet mouse. Then when the youngest was staying weekends, the oldest and the mother would constantly text and call with questions like "Do you feel comfortable staying there?!?!" and "You don't have to, we can pick you up now!"  The youngest was having a blast. We were all having a great time. On Sunday mornings (although the child didn't need to be returned until 6pm) the exwife would call and berate my husband about letting her sleep past 9am. Or she'd jump down his throat because I allowed the kids to ride bikes up and down the street, while I watched. Apparently being able to see teenagers ride their bikes a one block distance within my view is child abuse. Just ridiculous things like this. *It should be noted she eventually lost the courage to speak to me directly. I'm a no nonsense mom. She tries to talk in circles and bring up drama from years ago to misdirect. I don't play that. 

One night, we had both for the oldest's birthday, so we took them to dinner to celebrate. The exwife was shopping and was supposed to pick them up by 8pm. That turned into past midnight after many, many calls and texts. But, she refused to talk to my husband and refused to let them just spend the night. The youngest (who was about 13 at the time) fell asleep in my lap and I just wanted them to be able to just stay because it was so late. The exwife kept calling the oldest daughter and giving her instructions to tell her father. Yet refused to answer her phone when my husband would directly call her. Then, past midnight, this woman walks into my home like she owns it and lost her mind because she couldn't understand why I was angry with her.

My husband and I attended the youngest's softball games, only to be ignored by the oldest and his exwife. She'd later make comments about my pink hair or our piercings or tattoos. *It should be noted her youngest is full of tattoos, has since had many colors of hair and is pierced. We find it hilarious.

My husband would call and ask if we could have them this weekend or this evening, just to do things as a blended family. Nope. She always had excuses. When my husband asked for more time with his children, that's when she took us to court.  She decided that she would tell the court that in ten years my husband hadn't paid child support. Furthermore, she'd say that I am not a good role model and should not be around her children and that my husband should only have private-one-on-one visitation with absolutely no one else around. *It should also be noted that my children went to school, graduated, got tattoos at a legal age with their own ID's and didn't hang around porn stars nor post photos of themselves that would make their father blush.

We were beside ourselves. But we were able to pull out seven years of canceled checks as proof. We could only go back seven years because that's the amount of years the bank holds the records. When she found out that day in court that we had those records, she changed her tune. She recanted and said he only didn't pay the first three years. At this point, even her own attorney told us she didn't believe her. The three years we couldn't literally prove was something we literally or legally could prove.

During a recess, we were all standing in the hall. And there she was in the corner by the phone bank. I would have sworn she was having a cacklefest conversation on the phone because she was laughing, cackling and running her mouth. I looked closer and she wasn't on the phone...not even her cell phone! She was apparently having a conversation with herself or the voices in her head.

In Texas family court, they hate non-custodial fathers. That's just how it's always been in our experience. The burden of proof wasn't on her to prove we didn't pay, but on my husband to prove he did. The burden of proof wasn't on her to prove I was a bad influence, her word was good enough.
So, the judge granted her wishes. We had to pay arrearages and his visitation got lessened and strict. She turned the girls against us and brainwashed them that I'm a horrible figure and their dad didn't care about them. Whenever my husband would try to co-parent with her regarding their then 15 year old daughter who was hanging out with an internet porn star and getting illegal tattoos using her sister's ID and drinking alcohol and smoking - it got turned around and she had the daughters scream at my husband for ruining their lives. This has gone on for years. Inappropriate photos posted all the time by his youngest, underage drinking out in the open. My husband was never consulted with or even told  the education or health of his daughters. When he'd ask, it was avoided. His exwife never had to prove his daughters were educated, going to school, graduated from school or anything. It was ridiculous.

But today that all ended. Child support ended - while we're $25k in the hole for her lies. We've paid child support for years over what he owed and for several years past his youngest's 18th birthday. At times my child support checks were going basically directly to pay for his. While we'll never see one cent of that $25k, we really don't care because we're done. It's done. Case closed.

In fact, she didn't even show up to court today because she knew how it was going to go.  She signed documents in February, and we still paid up until last week. Come hell or high water, we're getting that money back. The Texas Attorney General's office is a joke at this point. 

When my husband called me this morning, I cried. I yelled and yahooed and cried some more. Ten years of this crap. Longer for him. She's the most horrible human and mother on the face of the planet, the way I see it. And, believe me, I know some real assholes. This one wins the prize.

All I can do now, besides celebrate, is hope my husband can salvage some resemblance of a relationship with his now adult children. While I've been called plenty, I've done nothing in the past several years but learn to step back and out of the situation, support my husband and encourage him to seek his children for time.

I won't lie, I've imagined a building falling on their mother. I'm only human. 

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

We're Living Idiocracy

I have said that before. But not until now has it ever really been true. Well, present time is actually more frightening than the movie.....in the movie, people are just dumb. I'd love for people being murdered because they're gay or racism and sexual abuse, mental abuse, drug abuse.....I'd love for all that to be gone. That's more frightening than anything.

Have you seen the movie Idiocracy?  Congratulations. You're probably not as scared as the rest of us knowing what our future holds.




Now, I'm not blaming Trump for my fear. Is he a HUGE (or eeeyyyyyuge, as Trump says) part of it. We've been doomed for a long time. Entertainment gossip is now classified as news. Seriously. CNN and FOX have included Kardashitard gossip in their programming.

On Facebook, a shared post is believed more than any other thing on the planet. A photo of a dog with a slice of lunchmeat on its face was passed around as a deformity to be prayed for. People prayed and passed of the stupid photo. Why? Because we're lazy and instead of seeking the truth, we gobble down whatever is in front of us and preach it.



Now, on to Trump. He's not a man. He's a 12 year old fat bully kid in a wrinkled body suit with Cheeto skin and bad hair. Maybe I'll sue him.

Was that mature? Of course not. But it's how he works. He spurts idiotic personal digs at people he dislikes or who disagree with him, then sues them. He also never, ever fact checks before he goes after someone. He tweets like a 13 year old girl after a fight with her bff.

His latest moronism? A photo of his wanna be First Lady that was taken in 2000. He is blaming Ted Cruz solely for the circulation of the photo.

Let me start by saying, I loathe Cruz. I vaguely remember him from my high school days. We went to rival high schools in Houston. I remember him getting in trouble and throwing his friends under the bus after TP'ing our highschool and I think there was something about underage drinking...which he took no blame for. He got on my nerves then, and he does now. He needs to stay out of my uterus and stop shoving Christianity down my throat.



BUT, he's not to blame for this crap Trump is mad about. Trump is mad because he had a bad night in the predominately Mormon Utah last night. I'm far from prude, but in all honesty, I don't want a First Lady that the world has seen like this....




Or Like This...






Or how about our First Lady talking about her sex life with her wrinkled, orange geriatric husband? Or our future President talking about not 'pulling out' during sex because Melania is 'amazing'?  Can we NOT?



I seem far from traditional, but I have some very traditionally grounded views about our country. And it doesn't involved the craptasticness that is Donald Drumph.

GQ did a spread with Melania in 2003 and they recently re-released them. (Some are above)  Some anti-Trump pro-Cruz organization used them to pull the Mormon vote towards Cruz in Utah....and it worked. Little Trump had a hissy believing that Ted Cruz is behind it. Honestly, Cruz is a moron, but he's above using a woman's photos for votes. He has no control over what his supporters do....just like Trump seems to not have a handle on his own violent supporters.

He tweeted this in response to the photos and his Utah loss.....


Name calling and threatening a woman. Just the kind of 'man' we need to lead our country.....Am I Right? (please, for the love of all that is holy, read that dripping in sarcasm)

I don't care what he has on Heidi Cruz because whenever Trump's mouth is moving, he's lying three ways to Sunday. He's full of shit. He hates women, unless he's sleeping with them. He loves them when they do as he says. And when a wife gets too old, he gets a younger one. And I have no doubt his penis is as small as his ego is big. He's a sore loser. He's pathetic. The only thing bigger than his ego is his mouth.

So, while Trump isn't completely to blame for the state of our country at the moment, he's adding to it. It was ready for him, I suppose, with the media being what it is  and people being as stupid as they are now....stupider than any other time in the history of time. He slipped in like a well fitting glove lubed up with KY and stupid.

And on that note, I'll close this post because I can see me sitting at my desk for about 28 more hours bitching about the idiot that Trump is with his lies and flip flopping and woman hating and dumb law suits and immature 'campaigning' and dick talk and name calling....but I don't feel like dying of a brain aneurysm and a stroke today.

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Donald Trump and David Duke

Donald Trump may say he doesn't know who David Duke is or that he doesn't know anything about white supremacists.

I have to stop at that statement. Right off the bat, it's insanity. A grown white American male claiming he knows nothing about white supremacy. Not possible. 

Secondly, the question was posed to him if he'll denounce any endorsement from David Duke. The question wasn't if he ever met him. Deflection is a trait Trump has a handle on with a death grip. 

The exchange went something like this :

    "Well, just so you understand, I don't know anything about David Duke. okay? I don't know anything about what you're even talking about with white supremacy or white supremacists. So, I don't know.

    "I don't know, did he endorse me or what's going on, because, you know, I know nothing about David Duke. I know nothing about white supremacists. And so you're asking me a question that I'm supposed to be talking about people that I know nothing about. …

    "I don't know any -- honestly, I don't know David Duke. I don't believe I have ever met him. I'm pretty sure I didn't meet him. And I just don't know anything about him."



Mind you, Trump himself has said he has the world's greatest memory. It seems that  when CNN's Jake Tapper asked about David Duke, Trump's memory had short circuited. 

Oh, no...wait, wait, wait...that's not it. It was a faulty ear piece. Yeah, that's the ticket. Or maybe it's just a Trumpism. You know, like him being against and for assault weapon bans. Or pro life and pro choice. In favor of bringing in Syrian refugees and deporting them out of the country. 

But Trump knows who David Duke is. He called him a bigot and a racist in regards to the 2000 presidential race. 

It seems that Trump had no issue hearing CNN's Jack Tapper ask him questions....yet still is blaming it on a faulty earpiece. Thereby blaming CNN for his own answers.

It's funny because he heard everything ..... but apparently the ear piece is the translator for reporters? I don't know. But I'm not buying anything that Trump is selling. That includes his failed steaks that Sharper Image sold.

Also, here's a great article to read on the crap Trump spews from his dried up orange face hole. CLICK


Monday, February 8, 2016

Black Pore Mask....Does It Work?!!?

Don't be afraid....it's all in the name of beauty!



Watch my video below where I talk about a few cool apps and this black pore mask!  


Sunday, January 31, 2016

Three Bucks

I did two things this weekend, and it only cost me three bucks.

I love Dollar Tree.

I can always find what I am looking for whether it's to put a cute care package together for my college kid, candles that smell great and last a long time or the emergency turkey pan I forgot to get for Christmas dinner.....or Thanksgiving dinner.  Every. Single Year.

This weekend I was determined to find things for the guest bathroom downstairs.  It's the bathroom my daughter and I use for 'getting ready' .... meaning - face washing and teeth brushing and putting makeup on.

I got tired of stooping over to get the witch hazel and cotton balls and face pads every morning and night. I know, first world problems. But, it was an excuse to see if I could remedy it!

I had on my list to look for bottles and jars. I wanted a bottle to put the witch hazel in...that was a cute bottle that I could leave out. At first I went looking where the vases were, thinking I could cork a bottle....they were cute. But I wasn't done yet.

I went to the jar/glass/dishes aisle and first spotted these tilted glass jars that were PERFECT for cotton balls and face pads. I grabbed two of those.

Then I spotted a vinegar bottle.

It was exactly what I was looking for. Except there was a decal on the front.


I thought I could use a blade scraper and scrape it off...no problem.  But, that didn't work. So, I took to my craft bin.

I taped off the label and painted black over the label and let it dry. Then I had some silver crackle paint and did a layer of that. Done.



I love it and it matches the bathroom and looks adorable. For three bucks, y'all.




The next DIY that I did cost me nothing because I had everything.  Over the summer, I got my daughter a rack with hooks to hang her scarves on. Only problem was that it wouldn't stay on the wall. It came with foam adhesive and it wouldn't STAY on the wall.

I had some scrap wood (which I always seem to have lying around) and sanded it. I then painted it white and sanded it one more time for a worn/beachy look.  I then got clothes pins from outback. I looked for weathered ones...those are more interesting, right?  I glued them on, let it dry, put a ribbon on the back for hanging and bam.  It was done.

It's adorable.




Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Easy Homemade Tortillas

You will not believe how easy it is to make delicious tortillas!  Whenever I can, I make them fresh. And today was the day.

The mister just bought two bushels of fresh cilantro. That dictates the meal planning. I love cilantro. LOL

So, this morning I made the fresh tortillas. Then started a pot of beans with cilantro and onions. Later I made some spanish rice and then threw it all together on a place and into my face.

My daughter's Tita (rest her sweetest soul) made a pot of beans every morning. Today, she told me Tita would be proud. I feel her whenever I throw beans on the stove to cook all day.

Tomorrow, I'm making breakfast tacos with the leftovers.

Watch the video and see just how easy it is!




Here's the recipe :

Ingredients

  • 4 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 2 teaspoons baking powder
2 tablespoons shortening
  • 1 1/2 cups water

Directions


  1. Whisk the flour, salt, and baking powder together in a mixing bowl. 

  2. Put it all in a food processor and add the shortening. Mix until the flour resembles cornmeal. 

  3. Put it all back in your bowl and add the water and mix until the dough comes together and knead it until it's smooth and elastic.

  4. Divide the dough into 24 equal pieces and roll each piece into a ball. (I made 12 tortillas out of this recipe to make the tortillas larger)

  5. Preheat a large skillet (or cooktop) over medium-high heat. Use a well-floured rolling pin to roll a dough ball into a thin, round tortilla. Place into the hot skillet, and cook until bubbly and golden; flip and continue cooking until golden on the other side. Place the cooked tortilla in a tortilla warmer; continue rolling and cooking the remaining dough.