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Michelle, that is one cute chick!
Michelle, that is one cute chick!
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Prayers for Boyd, what happened?
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Ooooh Tinkle girl strikes again?!? I must read this blog!
I wish, haven't seen one of those blogs in a while.
I wish, haven't seen one of those blogs in a while.
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g shudders...ew, my x just hugged me.
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creepy ain't it? of course last time i saw my ex in a non-court related setting was aprox 14 years ago. Last time we had to go to court, I didn't even recognize him!
cuz he was wearin panty hose?
creepy ain't it? of course last time i saw my ex in a non-court related setting was aprox 14 years ago. Last time we had to go to court, I didn't even recognize him!
cuz he was wearin panty hose?
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creepy ain't it? of course last time i saw my ex in a non-court related setting was aprox 14 years ago. Last time we had to go to court, I didn't even recognize him!
cuz he was wearin panty hose?
no cause he's fat and grey and looks older than his daddy
Tell you who isn't fat and grey and fuggly.......Baby Pumpkin!
creepy ain't it? of course last time i saw my ex in a non-court related setting was aprox 14 years ago. Last time we had to go to court, I didn't even recognize him!
cuz he was wearin panty hose?
no cause he's fat and grey and looks older than his daddy
Tell you who isn't fat and grey and fuggly.......Baby Pumpkin!
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Holy cow... I mean, horse...pumpkin baby is gettin SO big!!!
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Ok, so today...when I went to storage unit...I got out, the guy had 3 little boys who got out of thier car and ran around like crazy lunies while he showed me my unit and I signed the papers and payed him for the space.
Then I go to get in my car that's running....and my stupid dog locked me out.
Should I continue or is that enough?
Fine, so I yell...WAIT!!! And I borrowed the guys phone, call my mom who's home with my 2 sick kids....she grabs all the keys off the key rack and comes to the unit which is in the next town over about 15 min. away.....but none of the keys were my van key. So...she takes me home. Missionaries are there waiting...wondering why I'm not there???
Get home and my key is sitting on the table under the key hook. Give it to mom and she goes to get my van AND my dogs...who managed to turn on the blinker and the wipers. Left her car there....drove home. I helped point out what the guys should load and then they took about 5 trips of my big furniture and loaded the unit.
In the mean time, I am taking turns prepping brocolli soup with my mom, I give the girls a bath, I get them dressed and rush out to the walk in...which closed about 2 minutes before we got there.
Oh well, I told her dad to take her to one in the morning. Just to make sure she doesn't have strep...her fever has been going on since wed....and she has a horrible cough. Now I know little sister did NOT test positive with strep and she has same symptoms but better to be safe than sorry...strep, bronchitis, and H1N1 (piggy flu) has been going around I've heard...lots of kids out sick.
So they say they want tuna sub from subway...I go across the street and get them one...they take 4 or 5 bites and say thier full and oldest never eats any brocolli soup...oh well, I love it and it's good for me....guess what I'll be eating for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for about 3 days...and freeze some?
Neighbor kid comes over and wants to play...I told him to get lost. Ok, I didn't. I said the girls are sick, we're leaving, and the girls will be with thier dad all week. So in other words, stay home kid.
oh oh...and the outside cat casually walked in the house and freaked the inside cats out and the male indoor cat wanted to kick his arse but I couldn't kick him out...cuz he just kept walking back in... OH DAC---that was Petey...aka Peter Pan...or Henri...or Stinky Pete, if you ask me.
And later dd comes down with her camera and shows me a pic of Petey asleep on her bunk bed...just like he belongs. ding bat. But I finally kicked his butt out at the end when the doors were able to stay shut so he didn't decide to mark any territory and no fights resulted in abcesses and such...
And then of course, the x showed up and we talked and he is under the impression I'll be out by April 15th and I said, no no....things are not set in stone. The other family is not out. Papers are not finalized. We are hoping that the closing will be then but not 100% it can and will be. At any rate, he sees the missionary guys here and can see an attempt at clearing the house. We talk about small things we can do to improve the house...like painting the trim on garage doors and windows and replacing the garage window that his nephew accidently broke out with the basket ball...and my mom said she'll replace the carpet with some inexpensive carpet in the office cuz her dog thinks it's her poddy spot....we'll hire professional carpet people once we are out to hit all the carpets, hire mom's cleaning lady to help scrub the house down top to bottom because I told him there's stuff like Ava spilling things by the couch so there's streaks down the wall...and Ava decided to write her name with green crayon REAL big on her big sisters bedroom door (yesterday)....stuff like that.
But can't give it a thorough cleaning until me and the rug rats---namely Ava---
and the animals are out of here. We want to sell it for the most that we can. Last night he said he was coming next friday with a truck and trailor to get his things and said his mower. I said, but you said I could have it....guess what? He changed his mind....again. I told him I had to put $400 in it last summer to get it going and guess what? He told me if i rented one or hired someone it'd cost me the same. Well, guess what? I didn't have to rent one or hire someone and he used the house like a storage facility so how bout he give me $70 a month for the 4 plus years he stored his schtuff here? That would be $3,710 thank you very much. And not to mention I'm the one getting the house clean and cleared of his mess as well...what about the load that will go to reclamation center??? He thinks he just has a few clothes and tools....and he's out, done, wipes his hands, and reaps all the friggon rewards. bunghole. oh and how bout the 10 K I used to bail his butt out of debt and the 5k he never paid my mom back for loaning him money for a dump truck and how she loaned him the money so his truck didn't get repossessed, let us live here essentially rent free for 3 years though we were supposed to be paying her $400 a month, and the years she paid property taxes-$3756, bought us all clothes cuz we were too poor to buy our own cuz he slept till 10 am--got out to work by 12:30 and got back home by 5 pm...instead of being the self professed self employed superman he claimed he was. And that's just a tid bit of the money he would owe my mom since we didn't write any formal loan statements or even informal for that matter--so we are S.O.L. lawyer said...oh, and he borrowed $800 for a home inspection course...and said he was too embarresed to be on welfare but apparently, it was ok for his wife to stand in line with our premature baby to get medical coverage and food stamps...as long as he didn't have to....wanker.
Anyway, I still have my dad's case mower and my highschool buddy's step dad said he's gonna pick it up on Mon. and tinker with it and see if he can get it running again. I tell x...he should leave his mower here because soon the grass will need mowing and why pay someone to mow while we have the house up for sale when I can come and mow? So he is and he said he wasn't going to be able to fit it in the trailor anyway and his dad would come down from WI. and get it once the house sells anyway. So we talk about what we think it may sell for and the lowest we want to go...even though we want it to go and can't afford to keep it. I say, we need to see what the realitor says when she comes and he's ok, with the lady I suggested...and take it from there. There's a lot of houses for sale and it's a buyers market and there are a lot of forclosures too...I was told by my sellers, that they knew someone who got an over $400,000 home and land for $175,000 recently. 5 houses down an old farm house went to foreclosure and whoever bought that, is gutting it and putting new siding on it and making it look nice. At anyrate, I was told by a realitor last fall? who I went to school with who came out about 4 years ago that if she was my realitor she'd start at $140,000...and we owe $56 k on it. Now we already had someone offer $115 but if we could get more, that would be great but I told x...if it sits there and $115 is all we are offered...well, we still have a decent profit.
This sucks. But ok, it is what it is. I hate it. But ok, I'll have a pool at the other house. ...I'll have a pool at the other house...I'll have a pool at the other house... YAY! I'll have a POOL at the OTHER house!!!
but it still sucks...this is my first and only home since I was born. boo.
ok, so then me and mom take another load in my van to storage after everyone leaves and so we could go pick her car up...since my STUPID dog locked me out of MY VAN!!! Remember??? That's how the story began??? ha ha ha...dumb dogs....
Now mom is crashed on my couch, it's eerily quiet without my girls....and my fartin body is sore and I hardley carried much...well, maybe a little...stupid aging body, why must you forsake me??? Stupid herniated neck discs...stupid tingles, burning, fire, headache...stupid stupid... Ya know how when the dentist puts a shot of novacaine in your gums to numb it before he works? I was soo thinking the last time I was there that I ought to twist my head real fast so he could have accidently stabbed it in my neck instead. I got one epidural injection that didn't do anything but when my heart dr. caught wind of it he yelled at me and told me I was lucky I didn't die for stopping my meds to get the procedure done...although it was his office that said, I could do it...guess what nurses got reamed that day when he found out? Still...it makes no differance to me who's getting yelled at....all I know is I was hoping he'd approve up to 2 more injections...but sadly...he won't approve them and says I'll die. He's so bright and sunshiney when he talks to me. ...stupid heart.
Then I go to get in my car that's running....and my stupid dog locked me out.
Should I continue or is that enough?
Fine, so I yell...WAIT!!! And I borrowed the guys phone, call my mom who's home with my 2 sick kids....she grabs all the keys off the key rack and comes to the unit which is in the next town over about 15 min. away.....but none of the keys were my van key. So...she takes me home. Missionaries are there waiting...wondering why I'm not there???
Get home and my key is sitting on the table under the key hook. Give it to mom and she goes to get my van AND my dogs...who managed to turn on the blinker and the wipers. Left her car there....drove home. I helped point out what the guys should load and then they took about 5 trips of my big furniture and loaded the unit.
In the mean time, I am taking turns prepping brocolli soup with my mom, I give the girls a bath, I get them dressed and rush out to the walk in...which closed about 2 minutes before we got there.
Oh well, I told her dad to take her to one in the morning. Just to make sure she doesn't have strep...her fever has been going on since wed....and she has a horrible cough. Now I know little sister did NOT test positive with strep and she has same symptoms but better to be safe than sorry...strep, bronchitis, and H1N1 (piggy flu) has been going around I've heard...lots of kids out sick.
So they say they want tuna sub from subway...I go across the street and get them one...they take 4 or 5 bites and say thier full and oldest never eats any brocolli soup...oh well, I love it and it's good for me....guess what I'll be eating for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for about 3 days...and freeze some?
Neighbor kid comes over and wants to play...I told him to get lost. Ok, I didn't. I said the girls are sick, we're leaving, and the girls will be with thier dad all week. So in other words, stay home kid.
oh oh...and the outside cat casually walked in the house and freaked the inside cats out and the male indoor cat wanted to kick his arse but I couldn't kick him out...cuz he just kept walking back in... OH DAC---that was Petey...aka Peter Pan...or Henri...or Stinky Pete, if you ask me.
And then of course, the x showed up and we talked and he is under the impression I'll be out by April 15th and I said, no no....things are not set in stone. The other family is not out. Papers are not finalized. We are hoping that the closing will be then but not 100% it can and will be. At any rate, he sees the missionary guys here and can see an attempt at clearing the house. We talk about small things we can do to improve the house...like painting the trim on garage doors and windows and replacing the garage window that his nephew accidently broke out with the basket ball...and my mom said she'll replace the carpet with some inexpensive carpet in the office cuz her dog thinks it's her poddy spot....we'll hire professional carpet people once we are out to hit all the carpets, hire mom's cleaning lady to help scrub the house down top to bottom because I told him there's stuff like Ava spilling things by the couch so there's streaks down the wall...and Ava decided to write her name with green crayon REAL big on her big sisters bedroom door (yesterday)....stuff like that.
But can't give it a thorough cleaning until me and the rug rats---namely Ava---
Anyway, I still have my dad's case mower and my highschool buddy's step dad said he's gonna pick it up on Mon. and tinker with it and see if he can get it running again. I tell x...he should leave his mower here because soon the grass will need mowing and why pay someone to mow while we have the house up for sale when I can come and mow? So he is and he said he wasn't going to be able to fit it in the trailor anyway and his dad would come down from WI. and get it once the house sells anyway. So we talk about what we think it may sell for and the lowest we want to go...even though we want it to go and can't afford to keep it. I say, we need to see what the realitor says when she comes and he's ok, with the lady I suggested...and take it from there. There's a lot of houses for sale and it's a buyers market and there are a lot of forclosures too...I was told by my sellers, that they knew someone who got an over $400,000 home and land for $175,000 recently. 5 houses down an old farm house went to foreclosure and whoever bought that, is gutting it and putting new siding on it and making it look nice. At anyrate, I was told by a realitor last fall? who I went to school with who came out about 4 years ago that if she was my realitor she'd start at $140,000...and we owe $56 k on it. Now we already had someone offer $115 but if we could get more, that would be great but I told x...if it sits there and $115 is all we are offered...well, we still have a decent profit.
This sucks. But ok, it is what it is. I hate it. But ok, I'll have a pool at the other house. ...I'll have a pool at the other house...I'll have a pool at the other house... YAY! I'll have a POOL at the OTHER house!!!
ok, so then me and mom take another load in my van to storage after everyone leaves and so we could go pick her car up...since my STUPID dog locked me out of MY VAN!!! Remember??? That's how the story began??? ha ha ha...dumb dogs....
Now mom is crashed on my couch, it's eerily quiet without my girls....and my fartin body is sore and I hardley carried much...well, maybe a little...stupid aging body, why must you forsake me??? Stupid herniated neck discs...stupid tingles, burning, fire, headache...stupid stupid... Ya know how when the dentist puts a shot of novacaine in your gums to numb it before he works? I was soo thinking the last time I was there that I ought to twist my head real fast so he could have accidently stabbed it in my neck instead. I got one epidural injection that didn't do anything but when my heart dr. caught wind of it he yelled at me and told me I was lucky I didn't die for stopping my meds to get the procedure done...although it was his office that said, I could do it...guess what nurses got reamed that day when he found out? Still...it makes no differance to me who's getting yelled at....all I know is I was hoping he'd approve up to 2 more injections...but sadly...he won't approve them and says I'll die. He's so bright and sunshiney when he talks to me. ...stupid heart.
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