Vacation

Today is the start of my vacation.  We leave for camping tomorrow afternoon, to spend the 4th of July in Tahoe.  I'm looking forward to this drama free, relaxing, well as relaxing as the kids will allow, camping trip.  After the last fiasco, this will be like going to fucking disneyland!

This weekend my moms neighborhood had a huge garage sale.  I'm really not into buying other peoples crap, but her neighbor who owned a clothing store that went out of business had a bunch of clothes with tags on them for five bucks a piece.  I totally scored.  Igot 4 pairs of shorts, a top and a bathing suit.  My daughter cleaned her out of her costume jewelery and a pair of flip flops.  It's a good thing I ran out of money, but it was totally worth it.

Well time to get up and start my day.  Have a great fourth!

Fifty Fifty Fifty

Yep I read them.  My receptionist went on vacation for two weeks and I decided to give them a try to see what all the buzz was about.  Plus I really had nothing better to besides answering the phone, so this was a great way to kill time.  Well I read all three in a week.  I was not really impressed with the first one because of the horrid writing, but you take it for what it is.  Her writing defiantly improved by the middle of book two & 3.  It was a lot easier to read.  What I really have to say about the whole book is DAYAM!  That chick knows how to write a sex scene.  Lets just say my hubby was a happy man during that week.  So I decided to find another "mommy porn" book, cause really, I was enjoying it myself.  I found a "people who read this book also enjoyed this" I think I got in over my head on that one.  I read Wicked Ties.  The reviews were good and the book started off great, about three quarters the way into it I decided I was reading hardcore porn on paper.  I was so shocked, I felt like I should be hiding in a closet reading it.  It was like a car wreck, I couldn't look away.  I was seriously spent after reading that chapter.  At this point I decided I was on porn overload, so I got myself a nice sex free, mindless book to take a damn break.

Camping trip from hell

My hubby talked me into going camping for fathers day weekend.  Keep in mind I had plans with one of my friends I had to cancel because it was fathers day weekend.  And far be it from me to deny him of what he wants on his special day, right?  Plus we hadn't been camping in a while and I was kind of excited.  Our friends "the group" put it together the last time we all got together.  I should have known that it was cursed from the very get go.  Our friend ended up in the hospital with chest pains.  Her brother came out with us and towed our boat.  They couldn't find a reason to keep her so they sent her home and they came out the next day because her hubby basically put this trip together.  Fun in the sun all day, then night descended.  Douchebag step kid came out with his derelict friend.  Our friends had a 16 year old daughter with them.  Keep in mind my hubby has been friends with these people for 25 years.  I ended up going to bed early with my son.  I wake up to "FUCKER" right outside my window, which scared the shit out of me.  I ripped out my ear plugs and ran out of the trailer.  Somehow to much booze had pickled our friends brain into thinking douchebags friend touched his daughter when nothing happened.  They all ran over and pinned this kid and started yelling at him.  Somehow my hubby ended up head butting this kid to shut him up?  Douchebag got all pissy the wife was yelling at her hubby that nothing happened and to apologize to douche bag, but he doesn't understand that you cant reason with a drunk and was acting like a bitch, therefore drunk friend calls him fucker and my hubby flies off the handle and starts pushing him and smacks him across the face.  The friends end up leaving in the middle of the night, and what a cluster fuck that ended up being.  My hubby has re thought drinking for a while out of this whole mess, plus I told him his ass was cut off anyways.  After a while we pack up to leave.  One friend comes back to get his shit and a half assed apology in passing occurs between him and my hubby.  Things still aren't fixed.  On our way out we hit a bump in the sand and the truck axle breaks.  after getting towed out by 2 additional trucks in a line, they bust the axle off just so we can get home.  Halfway home, our friend texts a pic that his 5th wheel hitch pin came out and and the trailer landed on his truck bed.  Boy I'm glad that weekend is OVER!

Were Back!

The trip went pretty good I must say.  Saturday we ran to Payless to get the boy some shoes and heel inserts so he could make it on the big roller coaster.  Once he rode it, he was a happy camper!  We rode everything and saw most of the shows.  It was so freaking hot that day, we went and got some dinner and headed for the pool for a couple of hours. 

Sunday on our way home we stopped at the Jelly Belly Factory and took the tour.  It was pretty fun.  The kids enjoyed it and we got some jelly beans for the ride home.

After a long weekend with the kids we were totally ready for a break of to much together time this weekend.  Grandma took the girl for a night and then Saturday she stayed at a friends house.  I decided to take a chance on planting the garden early this year.  Yeah I know, it will prbably snow and I'll be fucked.  I had a bright idea since we have no garden space and the pots didnt work out last year.  I got the biggest sterlite I could find and made a bed out of that with two additional round tubs.  I just drilled some holes in the bottom for drainage.  I hope it works out.  My husband keeps referring to it as the white trash garden, but whatever, whos going to see it but us.

Well looks like dumbass is finally going to pull it out of his ass and graduate.  Thank god.  I know this makes the hubby happy since the other one was a complete failure, and he was the smart one.  Dipshit came over on Saturday for money (yes still no job) for prom.  All dressed in a white tux with black underwear?  Not the brightest crayon in the box.  Also topped off with a baseball cap, saftey goggles, and converse sneakers (no I swear he's not retarded....I think) I'll bet he didnt get laid on prom night! 

And here we are

After months of waiting, we finally made it to vacation time. After 2 months of yelling at the girl to get her shit together in school or ages not going and a parent teacher conference later. She pulled it out of her ass! So we went to six flags yesterday. First day, the girl already whining about the upside down roller coasters. I said shut it, your going on it, that's not why we're here to sit out and be all sissy lala about it. Suck it up and get your ass on it. I pretty much had to force the restraint down and by that time it was too late for her hahaha (evil laugh) but she got through it, liked it and rode everything in the park. Score one for mom for being a bitch! My son was in a snit because he was half and inch to short to get on the biggest coaster. So today were off to buy new shoes to get him a little taller so he can ride. The only time I protested was when everyone wanted to go on the rapids ride. I hate that fucking ride. I don't enjoy being wet, then having to spend all day trying to dry. But alas, I put it off till the end of the day hoping I could just avoid it altogether with excuses of "I don't want to ruin my phone," "oh the lines to long," but with lockers readily available and the short line I had no choice. I figurerd my husband would get the worst of it seeing as how he's the heaviest. But no, that sucker turned right the fuck around to where I was going backwards. And we all know that's not good. Oh look there's a fucking waterfall, yep I went right through. At that point I gave up. I was the only one wet, soaked through to my panties. Litterally I was trying to get going so I could change but no, we need souvenirs. So I'm standing there actually water dripping down my legs like I'm peeing myself because we all no denim absorbs water like a sponge, waiting for all three if them to try on sunglasses for the next half hour. Finally they picked some shir out I was like yes, lets go. Nope the girl wanted a tank top from a different store. Another 20 minutes later, we were ready to leave. But, we missed the shuttle so we walked back to the hotel, in wet clothes. On the upside I wasn't hot anymore. Ha and dingy me only brought one bra to the party and it was soaked. But we had to eat so I thought hey I'll just put on my bathing suit top. That didn't work because it had some beading that made my boobs look not so nice. So off to target braless we went. I did get a cute new bra, but I think my tennis shoes won't be dry in time. So as I wait for day two to start because I'm the first one up while everyone else is still asleep, I wonder what today will bring?

PayPal, or sworn enemy?

I'm leaning more towards swore enemy at this point. Last week step fucktardo ordered shit for his truck, which he is "working" on for his senior project so he can graduate. I'm sure it's all a ruse and come June there will be no diploma to speak of. However he ordered some shit off the Internet and used my PayPal account to pay. I first of course made sure I had the money in my hot little hands before agreeing to let him use it, because I have been snowed by this before in the past. For some reason the receipt had my old address on there for the shipping info. Curious? That isn't right and before it gets shipped to a house I no longer reside at, I called the company to get the address changed. Oh you would think it would be that simple. Ha! No, I had to have the first transaction refunded and a second transaction done (which by the way has put me down $100.00 of my own money). OK I agree and PayPal has stated that that transaction has been refunded however in order to actually get my money back, I have to wait 3-5 business days for it to go into my PayPal account. Bullshit, but I wait. Finally yesterday I see my money in my PayPal account that I have been diligently been checking every day since last Friday. I select transfer to my bank account, and viola! Another 3-5 business days for it to be in my account. Are you fucking serious right now? I have a whopping $7.00 in my account and my gas tank is dwindling. My point being is they can take it within a 24 hour period, but don't expect a refund anytime soon. I'm still waiting for Levi's to return my money via PayPal and I returned my purchase a month ago. I blame idiot husband who insists that his waist was a 35 and not a 36 which this forces me to buy off the net because it's a weird size which I hate because of this whole return hassle reason. And guess what? The fat fuck is a 36 and ended up buying them from Kohl's like I suggested in the first place because he is not, nor has ever in his life been a 35 (OK maybe a brief month or two, two years ago).

On to happier things.  I have decided to take a trip.  I don't know where, but it will be without children and possibly the hubby depending on if he's a good boy or not in the next year.  I have been secretly  stashing money away to my mom seeing as how our bill situation has drastically improved, and I seem to actually have extra money now for a change.  So I'm just going to give it some time and see how much I can save and decide where I want to go.  I am really in no hurry, but I AM going somewhere.  If I decide not to I will have a nice emergency fund stored up anyways.  I at least have half a one way ticket to somewhere as of right now, it would have been more but had to pay off the boys broken arm, which I'm still going rounds with Humana regarding the fucking anesthesiologist.   I keep trying to tell them they didnt code the procedure correct to be covered under the ER deductable, but they think I might be trying to not pay the bill.  I'm like if you just code it this way like the surgeon did you'll get paid you asshats!

Well thats about all for now.  Till next time!

Oh yes I did!

So my hubby has so kindly given me his crud.  It has taken exactly 7 days for me to come down with this shit.  I've been in bed for two days.  I seriously didnt even move out of bed yesterday except to get food.  I didnt shower, I didnt even brush my teeth.  I totally realize that is so disgusting, however I really wasnt in the mood to move.  This morning I thought it would be a good Idea to at least shower and change my underwear.  It did make me feel a little better.  I dont feel so scuzzy, and my teeth are freashly brushed with a new set of jammies.  I'm sure my hubby will be thanking me for that since all I heard last night was OMG you stink, face the other direction.  But yet I still refused to get up and brush them.  Serves him right for not going to the couch last week.

I have realized a couple things staying home. 1.  Daytime TV blows.  2.  At least I can keep up on my DVR shit.  For expample I watched 3 hours of Grimm yesterday, but now I'm out of shit to watch and am stuck watching re reruns of Kimora Life in the Fab Lane from 2 years ago on E.  My on demand isnt so on demand as it takes 2 hours to download something I wanna watch.

Heres to hoping I can find somethng to watch soon, and the hubby will cook and actually do the dishes tonight.