The Nerve of Some Parents

I haven't written in a very long time, but I have been so agitated today and yesterday I felt compelled to get out at least some of my frustrations.

My wonderful daughter Megan turned 11 on Sunday and because her birthday is so close to Thanksgiving we usually end up having her birthday parties the first weekend in December.
Megan wanted to have a sleep over birthday party again this year because last years was an amazing success.
I asked Megan who she wanted to invite and her formerly best friend was not invited. I was fine with this because this girl is very dominate and won't let the other girls get a word in edge wise. We took her trick or treating and she dominate the entire night, and she always has some big "story" to tell, and I do not care what a kid tells her they have done, this girl has done it more as well as better. So when Megan said she didn't want to invite her I was thrilled because I knew that all the others kids that were coming to the sleep over were good girls, and the type of girls anyone would want to have around. We knew though that if this certain girl found out that she was not invited there would be an issue. Megan passed out her invitation while this girl was out of town for Thanksgiving thinking we could just avoid the whole situation. And of course true to the Stites family form we do not have any good luck. Megan took cupcakes to school Monday for all her classmates for her birthday and of course this girl in question is in Megan's class. So one she found out that Megan's birthday was the day before, and two some one told this girl that Megan was having a sleep over birthday party. So yesterday I am at work and my cell rings. I don't answer it because I was working and because I did not want to talk to this little girls mom that was now calling me. I could not think of a reason why this Mother was calling me as she has only called me like 3 times all school year. So I let her call go to voicemail. Finally I worked up the courage to listen to her message while I was on break.
The following is a direct transcript of her message.
"I it's _____, ______ mom. I am just calling to confirm with you. _______ is upset today, she believes that Megan came to school and is having a birthday party this weekend and she was not invited, which is fine I am not asking you to change your guest list, of course Megan can invite whomever she wishes and doesn't wish to invite to her birthday party.But I just wanted to confirm that with you so that I can talk with ______ and have it explained the proper way. So if you could call me back to that I can confirm with you yes Megan is having a party and yes ______ isn't invited or no I am sorry it was and oversight and _______ is invited, just so I can take care of it properly"
Are you kidding?? Should I have called every girl in the 6th grade and tell their Mothers that their Daughters were not invited and why they weren't invited so that their Mother's could "properly handle the situation."
If my Daughter found out some one was having a Birthday Party and Megan wasn't invited I would NEVER call up the mom to find out why, and then tell them it was so I could "properly handle the situation."
Megan has been coming home for weeks complaining about this girl and how much she doesn't want to hang out with her anymore because this little girl "lies and brags all the time." I told Megan that if she doesn't want to be friends with this girl anymore to just start distancing herself from her, but to not be mean or rude and say " I don't want to be your friend anymore." Megan says she has tried that approach and that the girl just won't take a hint and follows her everywhere. Well this last week this girl in question finally started hanging out with another girl and leaving Megan alone.  I had Megan had out her birthday invitations when this girl was out of town for Thanksgiving so as to avoid her feelings being hurt. This phone call was ridiculous, and I could not believe that some one would have the nerve to call me like this.
Guess what crazy Mom of the girl that is making my Daughter miserable, We can invited and not invite whomever we want to OUR party, but gee thanks for your permission to do so.
This classmate in question is very strange. When we were at the School's Fall Festival my Husband called my Daughter "sweetie" and this child says to my Husband, "Megan can be your sweetie, and I can be your honey bear." WHAT?? Then later my Husband said to some kids that Megan was his Daughter, and this classmate says to my Husband "well I am your Daughter too aren't I?" My Husband and I looked at each other like this little girl was a nut job. Who does that? I mean I have not been thrilled by this little girl from the beginning and was patiently waiting for Megan's and her relationship to fall apart, and I was so excited that was finally happening and then this Mom starts to be weird too.
We had our fill of the weird and crazy classmates mom in the 4th grade. That mom was the craziest I have ever come across, and I almost had to get a order of protection against that mom. That crazy mom left me very aggressive and threatening messages on my cell phone, and I had to play them for the Prinicpal, and he agreed that mom in question was a nut job. My kid and I are still shell shocked by that mom and her Daughter. The Daughter wasn't as scary as the mom was, but the daughter was the one that was throwing gas on a fire to get attention from her mom, even when what she was telling her mom wasn't true. She just liked the attention and didn't have any idea how her mom acted toward Megan and I.
I still get the hair on my arms standing up thinking about that wretched woman I will call "G".
She would call me yelling and saying insulting things, and threatening me and cursing. Because my mom taught me to not fight mean and dirty and I am a lady I did not act like her in return. Well she took this as a sign of weakness in me for not acting like she was acting, and it didn't help. I would hang up on her rather than me say things I would regret or didn't think was fighting fair, and she said that me hanging up was immature. Really? I thought given the choices it was the highest road to take. First, you can not argue with crazy people, and she was crazy. Two, people like G love fights and will fight over anything they aren't picky, they just like the feeling and think it is a power trip. Finally, I wanted to stay on higher ground and be able to say to the Principal or the Cops that I didn't do anything to her. After her harassing me a few times, I got smart and blocked her phone number from ever being able to call my phone.
The last couple of years have been nice with no drama from that whacky family, but I feel like I could be on the cusp of another strange family. I do not know what it is about me but I can promise you that if they is a weird or crazy person anywhere in a 3 mile radius around me they will find me. I attract weird and crazy people.


What is happening to our society that schools can't have winners and losers because it might hurt some ones feelings or hurt their confidence so "everyone is a winner", and we can't invite whomever we want to our own private birthday parties because some one might get their feelings hurt.
Give me a break! When I was growing up it wasn't like this and we all grew up fine. So where did all this garbage come from. No not everyone can win all the time, yes people are going to lose. No, not everyone should have to be invited so as no ones' feelings get hurt. It is okay to only invite the people you want at your house and your party. Just like when your kid is at my house they will have to follow my rules. And believe me I have easy rules at my house for guest. Rule 1. If your hungry or thirsty help yourself, my house is your house. Rule 2, Treat me house at least as well as you treat your own house. Rule 3, when you are with me and I am responsible for you then you have to follow my rules and not run off because if you get hurt or lost then I am responsible for that as well. Rule 4, please do not steal from me because if you ask me for something I will probably give it to you. Rule 5, I will treat you like you are one of my kids, so I will make sure you are happy, fed, and comfortable. If these rules bother you then you probably should not come over to visit with us.
I would just wish that parents would teach their kids manners and that you should not smart off to adults, and treat others peoples property with respect.
This same girl that was not invited to our party when she went trick or treating with us smarted off to me when I asked if she had told a home owner that had just given her candy "thank you." She said "I don't want to say Thank you", and then another time she told me "I said thank you, I just said it under my breath and you didn't hear it." I told her "well if you said it under your breathe then the people at that house most likely didn't hear you". I am sorry if you want to hang with my family then you have to have common courtesy and be polite, because your behavior reflects back to me and my family.

So anyways, we have 6 lovely girls coming to the sleep over this weekend. All the girls that are coming are very nice girls with manners, and I won't have to worry about one girl dominating all the other girls, or have anyone that will brag to everyone about everything. Also if a girls says she has done something, this girl will not say she has also done it, but done it more and much better. Megan and I do not want any headaches this weekend, plus like the saying goes "you are only as good as the people you surround yourself with".

The plan for the sleep over is to have a fashion show in the fancy dresses that I have bought Megan for playing dressup, I also have several different size high heels for the girls to wear, and lots of pretty jewelry. Then we are doing blind make-overs. That is when a blind folded person applies or attempts to apply make-up to your face. Then they are making a cake that looks like a cookie with a frosting filling. We are going to watch movies, play games, I am going to shoot the fashion show with my camera. And many more activities. Then for dinner is spaghetti, garlic bread, and salad. For breakfast is eggs, and pancakes that can be colored or made in a shape of something, as well as you can make your pancakes into a smiley face with fruit and bacon and whip cream.
So I will post pictures after the party this weekend, but first I will post pics of my Daughter before and after her hair-cut.

Elbow Surgery

I just got approval from Workman's Comp to have surgery on my Left Elbow for the Tendinitis I have. I should have had the surgery months ago, but my Workman's comp Case Worker was an idiot. So after 3 Doctors  and waiting since January, I am finally waiting for the Doctors office to call to schedule my surgery.

I am hoping the surgery is soon as I have a week vacation the first week of July and we are supposed to go stay at a friends cabin and go swimming and fishing, and I want to take Megan to a couple of water parks. So I need my arm to be working by then.

So what they are going to do is make a 2 inch incision on the outside of my left elbow and go in and repair the tendon. The surgery last 45 minutes. They say it has a 96% success rate. Only 5% of the people that get Lateral Epicondilitis aka tennis elbow, ever go on to have surgery. When I had my MRI back in December it said that I have severe tennis elbow. 
So since Therapy, meds, and light duty didn't work, this better.

So after surgery my elbow will be in a sling for 10 days. That means I can not do anything with my elbow at all.
This means I can not straighten my hair because I can not hold the blow dryer or my round brush with my left arm.
So I will be going curly for a while.

Then I go to physical therapy after 4 weeks. I am not sure what I will be allowed to do between the 10days in the sling and the 4 weeks before I can do therapy. I guess I will just have to find out. However I figure if I can get into surgery in the next 2 weeks I should be pretty well along by the time I go on vacation.

So I should have a phone call Monday to schedule my surgery. 

New Foster Dog from Texas Puppy Mill

I am sorry I haven't posted in a while, I have a new blog for my furniture creations and I spend a lot of time there and doing my furniture these days this is my new blog and where I spend all my time.

We got a new Foster dog like a week ago this last Friday. He came from a HORRIBLE Puppy Mill in Texas. He was one of 200 dogs kept in unspeakable conditions. My foster dog Finley was kept like this

I can't hardly look at this picture. One, it makes me so mad and dad at the same time and I want to do something bad to the man that put Finley here. Two, I can't stand the sad look on Finley's face because this is how I know him now.

This is how I know him because he loves to get petted. When we first got him he had no idea what it was like to be be petted, and now he follows me around the house trying to get as many pets as possible.
This little guy came to us with no teeth and we think he is about 4 yrs old. It is hard to judge a dogs age when they have no teeth. He has some back teeth, but his K-9 teeth have be ground down so that when he was used to breed he could not hurt the dog he was breeding with. However his front top and bottom teeth are all missing completely and they think it could have been from poor nutrition. I am hoping the guy that had him didn't pull them or anything because the thought of that kills me.
This poor guy as you can see from the above picture was kept in a raised cage and was left outside 24 hours a day in any kind of weather condition you can imagine for Texas. The holes in the cage were so large I guess the guy thought he was doing Finley a favor and put in 2 wire doors from dog crates so Finley could walk on them. As you can imagine Finley's paws are damaged from this cage. His paws are all spread out from having to stand and walk on the wires.
We have heard stories that possibly in the last couple months that the dogs were in Texas they were being fed only once a week. As you can see in Finley's cage he has 2 rusted coffee cans I would assume be for food and then one coffee can I would assume was for water. He also came to use with Girardia. Which is a parasite. They think from him drinking bad water.
Arizona Border Collie Rescue was contacted by the Texas Humane Society to see if we could take some of the dogs and we ended up bringing 21 dogs here and there are 3 or 4 more coming.
You can see video of these dogs at the Texas Ranch on youtube if you search "Texas puppy mill, 4-02-11."
It requires a strong stomach to watch the video.

We are so happy to have Finley and introduce him to a lot of first. He had never been in a real house. Never had a belly rub. Never used a dog door.
When we first got him it was a real struggle just to get him to come inside our house much less get him to stay inside the house. Last night was very special because it was the first time he slept all night in the house.
We got him fixed last Friday because the poor guy wanted to spray the entire inside of my house. He had never been told the word no, so when you would tell him no when he heisted his leg to spray he wouldn't even act like he heard you , because the word meant absolutely nothing to him.
Thankfully he is fixed now and hasn't tried to spray the inside of my house except for once since he was fixed.

Finley is just about a perfect dog. He doesn't mind other dogs at all, and especially loves to play with our other BC Mardi. They have a blast together.
I didn't think Finley would even know what a toy was, but he found some in our backyard and LOVES to play with toys.
He loves cheese. I buy string cheese and pull strands of it to give him and it is his favorite treat above all else.
He loves to jump on our bed and roll around on his back.

I guess he is doing better than all but one of the other 20 dogs they brought to Arizona from Texas. Some of the dogs still aren't letting people pet them hardly at all. Some of the dogs are still almost paralyzed in fear. They are Ferrel, they just don't know what it means to live in houses and to have people that want to pet and buy stuff for.

All I know is that when Finley finally does go up for adoption it is going to take a VERY SPECIAL person to come to our house before we will let this dog go.

After sleeping in the house for the first time all night, now he tried to sleep between us in our bed, but he didn't want to sleep. He kept poking us with his nose so we would pet him and then he would not lay down and go to sleep, and we tried to get him to for 30 minutes. So reluctantly we had to have him leave our bed.

We have foster several dogs for AZBCR and Finley has come around faster than some of the fearful dogs we had gotten from shelters that had used to been peoples pets. This poor dog was never anyones pet he was solely there to make this horrible man money.

I love this dog and I am so happy that there were people in Texas willing to save all 180 dogs lives that were at the puppy mill. I am also happy that Arizona Border Collie Rescue was able to help 24 dogs and bring them to Arizona to start a new life and be treated the way any dog should be treated. I would have been happy with any dog that they handed us from this puppy mill, but I am sure happy it just so happen it was Finley.

I make this promise to you Finley. I will do everything in my power to find you the best home possible AND also if who ever takes you decides they can't keep you they can always bring you back to our home forever and enternity we will take you back.

Car Accident! When all I Wanted was Oops Paint from Home Depot

At least I got 2 gallons of Oops Paint before the accident, and was happily on my way home with it when the accident happened. But it was all good because I got a gallon of Behr Paint and Primer in One, in a Satin Finish AND in a nice white for $5.
I also got a nice Behr premium paint, in a very nice off white to beige that was a $26 gallon of paint in an Eggshell finish for $5. So I was happy.
and THEN!........

I am not sure what it is about me, but people LOVE to run into the back of me in my car.
Last night on my way home from Work and buying paint at Home Depot, I was sitting at a red light when I heard that unforgettable shrieking of brakes and tires.
I looked up in the rear view mirror just as a lady in a small Ford Ranger truck slammed HARD into the back of my Jeep Cherokee. I hit my forehead on the steering wheel, my drink in the drink holder went everywhere. As soon as I realized exactly what happened I sat that for a second, and my head hurt, and my back hurt. I just froze, it took me a minute to just think. Of Course, I went to call my husband and couldn't dial the phone, and then I gave him the wrong intersection I was at. I told him an intersection closer to our house and in the opposite direction of where I actually was.
The lady that hit me was a very nice apologetic woman in her 50's, she had just picked up her Dad's truck as her Ford Expedition was in the shop for repairs (thank God). She admitted to not paying attention and running into me.
I was shocked at how hard she hit me, I am not even sure she had begun to slow down for the red light that I was sitting at.
He car appears to be more damaged than mine, she had fluid leaking from the radiator and broken lights, and grill, and who knows what all else that was broke.

My back hatch on the Jeep will not open and is smashed in, the bumper is all messed up, it is part metal and part plastic, and the plastic is about to pop off. Of course who knows what type of damage there is to my Jeep that I can't see. My back and head hurt too much for me to lean down and look under the Jeep last night and surely I am too sore today to bend over and look. I have a bruised lump on my forehead, my lower back hurts, I have been dizzy all day, the bottom of my right foot hurts. and my neck is bothering me and stiff on the right side and hurts at the base of my skull on the right side, I am tired, and HAVE to wear my glasses today as I think my vision sucks a little more today, but it may be because I am so tired. It is actually kind of fun being this dizzy. I am running into things and falling over things.

They asked me if I wanted the Fire dept to come out to the scene last night, but since I had called my Husband first I did not want to have the Fire Dept there and scare my Daughter when Lloyd pulled up with her. Plus I do not like attention or to go to the Hospital unless I am dying. I would have felt like a fool had they showed up to look at my bump and my back, I need there to be blood before I would allow anyone to call the Fire Dept.

This morning I woke up sorer so I am leaving work early to go to the Doctor, I don't know if they can do much, but it will make my Husband happy and I just want to make sure all is okay as I have a Daughter I need to raise, so for her I am going.

My Husband of course was none to happy that his Jeep is damaged, plus right now until it is fixed we can not haul furniture for me to redo, and I wanted to go to an auction tomorrow night.

I am not sure what is is about me that people like to run into ME.
About 7 years ago I was at Desert Ridge and a Escalade backed into me from their parking space, then about 5 months later I was in a line of cars trying to leave a QT mini mart and a guy in a HEARSE backed into me.

Then when Megan was 4 I bought a brand new Kia Sorento, and after I had it about 6 months a guy in a Acura ran into the back of me when I was sitting at a light (again) exiting the 101 freeway. Again the other person's care the worst part of the damage. I think her totaled his car and just wrecked my bummer.

Then again another 4 months after that guy hit me, I was making a right hand turn in Gilbert, and I was sitting at the red light waiting for it to change, because it said "no right turn on red" and a guy in a pick up with a brush guard on it ran into my back end AGAIN. Again had to have bumper replaced and he messed up my exhaust pipe.

Let's hope people stop running into me. I really hope they fix the jeep and make my Husband happy, because I don't want him made at me if something happens to the Jeep, as I can not help it if some one ran into me.
So I haven't had an accident since then, until last night when again some one runs into ME.

I also hate dealing with insurance companies, and now I am missing work to go to Doctor and have to take PTO, and pay a $25 co-pay to go to Doctor, then possible co-pay for meds, and on and on.

I did feel bad for the lady yesterday as she got a ticket for running into me, and I am sure that isn't cheap, or she could take traffic school.

I just want to be able to haul my furniture again!

My first Shabby Chic Creations

I bought this cabinet on Craiglist for $30

And I removed all the hardware, sanded it to prep it and then put primer on it, and I thought hand painting was better and so that was what I did. Only to learn that most smart people out the spray paint their furniture, well live and learn this was my first piece.

When I went to the store to pick out paint my Husband went with me and he was over looking and found where you can buy paint for next to nothing because people bought a custom color and for whatever reason didn't buy it. So I found a galon of very good paint in a green I thought would be perfect for the cabinet and the entire gallon of awesome paint cost me $5!

After I painted it, I distressed it and then sprayed it with a Polyruethane coating and below is the end results of my work.

I thought the color would be perfect for it to be shabby chic, and then after I put it on, I thought that this would make a very cute cabinet for a nursery to put baby stuff in.
Well it is currently listed on Craiglist and is for sale.

I am now working on 2 little tables, but unforunately I did not get before pictures of these tables and I really wish I had, because they both were very ugly and now they look beautiful Shabby chic and will be up and available for sale soon.

A Double Standard is a Double Standard...is it not?

I have always been on the thin side my entire life (well except for when I was born, I weighed 10lbs 6 oz) and all my life people have made unwanted comments about my weight. I take issue with this for many reasons.

One, I do not think anyone should ever comment on any one's weight period. I have been told numerous times "you are so skinny it is disgusting." I am sorry but the last time I checked being told you look disgusting is NOT a compliment. I do not want to hear any one's opinion on my weight.

Secondly, if I told some one "oh my gosh you are so fat you look disgusting" I would be fired from any job, and/or killed by the person I said that too. Yet when you are thin people think that your weight is up for conversation, well they are wrong.

Please do not tell me that I should take these comments as a compliment, or that when people say things to you it is because they are jealous. I do not care, I find it just as rude as if some one was to comment on an overweight persons weight issues. I had an incident at work recently where a coworker said "you are so skinny it is disgusting."
Well I went to my boss because I find this highly offensive and not something I should have to put up with at work. My boss told me that I need to simply tell the person that I what they are saying hurts my feelings, and that she was sure that the person meant it as a compliment. Well I think that is unacceptable. I told my boss that if the roles were reverse and I had made the same comment to an overweight coworker that I would be fired, and she AGREED, yet the punishment for the coworker that made comment to me was that my boss "would talk to her", but she would not be in trouble she just must not realize what she is saying to you is upsetting you." WHAT??? Are you kidding? If the roles were reverse the person making rude comments to an overweight person would be FIRED, but because I am not overweight, this person will only be "talked to"!
That my friend is what you call a DOUBLE STANDARD


So I did not ever confront this co-worker and over the months that comments have continued and I have said nothing. I am not one to confront people and I would feel like an idiot saying "you hurt my feelings". Well so yesterday this same co-worker made another comment. I was going to let it go but she caught me on a bad day as you can tell from yesterdays post. So I told my Husband and he said I should tell my boss, and the more I thought about it the more I thought I should too.

So I wrote my boss and email and this morning she came to talk to me. Then very shortly after that here comes the co-worker that made all the comments. She tried to sneak in my office and put a note on my desk but Bam I was sitting here and I said "Hi how are you?' and she proceeded to tell me she "was sorry and that she wishes she had my figure and (then another back hand compliment) she said I think of you as a girl, you have a girls figure." Oh so that is nice at 42 I have a girls figure! Thanks!
I do not think her apology of note was very sincere, I detected a note of anger and unhappiness that she had to be talked to by my boss not that she was actually sorry about her comments. So whatever at least she won't dare make another comment to me, but I am still upset that we have this HUGE double standard in our society.
I have another co-worker that is very thin and she has had the same issues with people at work and has been told the same thing as I by my boss, and it aggravates the both of us that we have to put up with this from our co-workers but yet overweight people here are protected more than us.

So I guess as always this is something I will just have to deal with. I remember as a kid and my entire adult life have do deal with these comments. I remember one time I had a job when I lived in California and I worked with this one woman who happened to be very over weight and she was constantly making rude comments to me. I called my mom in tears and she was so funny she made me a shirt on one side that said "why am I so skinny?" and on the other it said "because I am lucky." She wanted me to wear it to work so this co-worker of mine would see it and hopefully leave me alone. By the way, this co-worker in no way meant for her comments to me compliments she did it to just be mean.


I don't know maybe I shouldn't be so sensitive about people making comments about my weight, and actually sometimes I do take things they say as a compliment, but that being said I absolutely hate that there is a double standard when it comes to this.

Well there is my rant for the day!

The good news is my Husband and kid areout of town this weekend and I am going to have my own mini vacation ALONE! I am thrilled to be alone and have some me time. The problems is I started out not wanting to do anything this weekend but now I have a ton of things I want to do around the house I doubt I will have time to do them all much less get to be lazy like I want. I promise though I will get a couple of naps in.

Have a great weekend!

My mom always said if you don't have something nice to say then don't say anything at all!

Therefore that is why I have not posted in a while.
I haven't quite finished the 2 pieces of furniture I am repainting and working on so I am not post about that.
My Husband still hasn't found a job in this wonderful economy we have Thank you to all involved in the HORRIBLE job market, I just can't Thank you enough!
While I am at it, let me thank the oil companies for driving up gas prices for no real reason except with the unrest in the Middle East it was a great excuse for them to get greedy again. Please don't tell me it has to do with anything else but greed. Because wait until all the reports come out and I promise you the oil and gas companies will be recording record profits! Well yippee doo for them! Meanwhile our grocery prices go up, we can't afford to drive anywhere, and my Husband is still unemployed which makes filling up the car even more enjoyable.

(Let me take the time here to throw out there that my Husband is unemployed but at no fault of his. He was blind sided with a lay off, and he spends a lot of his day filling out resumes and if I know him in the last couple weeks he has been unemployed he has probably send out a 100 resumes. So I just want to throw this out there so no one think he is a slacker and doesn't desperately want a job)

So as you can see I am in just a peachy mood. I will say this I do not recommend giving up smoking and a Starbucks habit all in the same week, things tend to get a little rocky when you take these things away from people.

Right now this Country is looking pretty sad. We have beyond record number house foreclosures, gas and food prices are soaring faster that we can keep up with, unemployment is threw the roof, and worst of all a certain male celebrity with or with our mental and drug issues is captivating this Country. It is all so sad and upsetting and I wish I could just tune it all out and it would simply go away.

The sad thing is I am not sure what if anything cant change things around for this Country. It certainly isn't Obama, and I am sure it won't likely be any other yahoo out there that thinks they can run this Country. I guess we can only be the Top Country for so long, you can't always be the top dog and the best at everything. Eventually you have to slip and be 2nd or 3rd or worse.

Do you want to know what is the saddest thing of all is?
I am sitting here thinking, naively I might add, that all I need is a weekend home alone with no one around and things will get better. LOLOLOL!
Well I am seeing this now, but whatever, I want to stay up late and sleep in late, watch hours and hours of HGTV, no shower, not eat, and work on my furniture items I am redoing. That is what I want to do this weekend, and the only way any of that will happen is if I am home alone. If anyone else is home with me then it will be impossible because there wil be cooking and cleaning and mothering and always something to be done.
When I was a kid my Mother was a single Mom to us from the time I was 10yr old up. She used to threaten to go on strike all the time and we never could figure out why, we didn't think we ever did anything wrong.
Well guess what Mom I now understand why you wanted to go on strike, and some times I do too.

I know I am a wimp and I will be the first one to admit it and I don't care. I am not a single Mom, I have a Husband, I only have 1 very good sweet loving child that is 10yrs old, and I have 3 dogs, and I work a full time job. BIG DEAL! My Mom raised 7 of us, with no money and no man around. I should be able to do what I do without wanting to go on strike.
So I am simply going to blame this entire blog on my lack of Starbucks and Cigarettes!




I will try and be better tomorrow but no promises with no cigarettes or Starbucks.