Thursday, September 29, 2011


OK, I am a total dumb ass.  I forgot it was my anniversary today.  Yep, it wasn't until my mom called and said happy anniversary!  I was like what?  OH SHIT!  To be fair he forgot as well.  I guess I shouldn't have said no to that five minute quickie he was asking for this morning.  There has been a lot going on so it's understandable that it totally slipped our minds.

First off, camping last weekend was nice until we got there and the hubby starts setting up the trailer.  I am holding the dog who is wound up after being in the car for a few hours and gets out to someplace new.  So for 2 seconds I hand the leash to my son, just so I can help the hubby and grab something out of the way for him.  In that 2 seconds the dog (who is a lab and loves other dogs BTW) sees the dog next door which happens to be a pit bull and runs over to say hi, quickly being met by the dog clamping on to her throat.  This is totally my fault for giving the boy the leash.  Her dog was on a leash so really I cant blame anyone but myself.  So the dog has a nice puncture wound on her neck that I tried keeping clean with peroxide since we were out in the middle of nowhere for the next 4 days.  Long story short, it got infected, we got her home, shaved her neck and didn't look good.  As of right now I cant afford a $800.00 + vet bill, so I didn't know what to do.  I went to work where my co-worker told me about some stuff she got at the feed store when it happened to her dog.  So I went and got some $5.00 it's a synthetic penicillin.  Injected it into the puncture and I swear to god the infection is gone and the dog is healing.  Amazing.  Lesson learned, go to the feed store before the vet unless the dog is dying!

This weekend I am off to my friends uncles winery for a grape stomp.  I cant wait, it sounds like it's going to be so much fun.  Plus anything that involes drinking is the shit anyways.  I will give you the story when I get back from that, probably Monday! 

Saturday, September 17, 2011


I know I have been totally slacking on this blog thing lately, however I really haven't had much going on. Since the step bastard went to live with his mom everything has been peachy. We all seem to just be in a better mood these days. So I went to the dermatologist last week and had my skin checked. (my dad died from melanoma). I have been putting this off for the last five years. I know, you would think after my dad we all would have rushed out and did it, but alas better things had come up other than that. So I had to spots biopsied on my back. They call Monday to tell me that one was fine and one was being sent for a second opinion. Great. Not really sure what to think of that. But I'm sure it will come back fine in the end. So I'm not going to get worked up about it.

Next weekend we are going camping. Considering webhave only been out once this year, and my in laws are camping 2 hours away from where we live. We decided what the hell, let's join them. We were planning on just either going for the day to visit, or possibly getting a room for the night. But no, we decide to create way more work for ourselves and drag out the trailer. But this way the dog can go and it should be fun. However it's in mammoth, so it's going to be fucking cold up there.

The weekend after that, I am so looking forward to. Curly and I and her daughter, are going to her uncles winery for a grape stomp. It should be so much fun. An I get to take the new car on a chick road trip! Yay, can't wait!

Well that's about all for now. Have a nice weekend!

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

3 day weekend.

I didn't do much.  Saturday I didn't fell that great.  I did manage to get the house cleaned though.  I had neglected it for the last two weeks because I found something better to do.  Sunday we decided to go to the rib cook off in Reno.  Holy shit!  There was like a million people there.  We drove around for 45 minutes just to find a parking spot.  Then walked the length of it and my son was not a happy camper.  We decided to go to eat at a BBQ place rather then stand in line for half an hour to spend $7.00 on 3 ribs.  I did manage to get me some fried pickles though.  I had been craving them since Friday.  And no I'm not pregnant.  So we made our way back to the car and hit the restaurant.  The hubby decided on Monday he wanted to have a BBQ at the house.  He should have just got his ass to work, but I'm not saying a damn thing.  So we invited the family over, made some kabobs, and some sangria and had a party.  It was nice.  Everyone left by 6ish, which is always nice.  So we sat out front and watched the kids ride their scooters for a bit.  The my daughter who I swear is not really a girl, was trying once again to do a cartwheel, which my son has seemed to master.  So the hubby gets up and tries to show her how.  Funny as shit seeing a 200 pound man doing a cartwheel.  Hell, I can still do it myself, however last time I did one to show her I think I pulled a groin muscle.  Then my son tells his dad I want to be in gymnastics!  HAHAHA, I thought his head was going to blow right there.  He looks at me and says grrrrreeeaaaatttt!  All and all it was a nice weekend! 

Friday, September 2, 2011

World War III

Yes, that was what went down in my house on Tuesday night.  First of all the hubby worked until 8.  I went to the gym and got the boy and went home.  Took a shower, got out and noticed the hubby was home.  And he was actually in a good mood.  I was exhausted, so I went to bed to watch TV.  He comes up and starts changing out of his work clothes when dickhead pulls in.  He decides to go down and talk to him.  I swear not even 5 minutes later I hear screaming.  The hubby yelling FUCK THIS and FUCK THAT.  I was like WTF?  Then it moves into the house where I hear him yelling at dickhead to pack his shit, call his mom to come get him, and don't come back.  Still having know idea what the hell happened, but only now I can guess.  I think he finally pushed his dad over the edge with this car thing.  He thinks I'm the undeserving bitch that shouldn't have gotten anything.  Um, HELLO, I bought the car, I...ME, make the payments, not your dad or us.  ME!  We have separate accounts.  The only thing he did was sell his other car to pay off his truck which I am making the payments on.  That way I could make my own car payment.  But NO, his dad should have help him......jobless, ungrateful, you owe me everything, get a car.  I don't think so.  So I hope he learned his lesson.  And I got my house free of him!