PMS Wagon!

How do you know your about to start your monthly curse?  When a post from your granola sister in law about cloth diapers sets you off.  SERIOUSLY?  Didn't we already go through this with the first kid?  Are you having amnesia?  Nobody wants to change a mother fucking cloth diaper.  Are we in the fucking stone age here?  With all the non-leakable shit out there that modern technology has perfected to avoid explosions of diarrhea and to hold a gallon of pee just to make sure your getting your moneys worth from these things.  Why in gods name would you EVER consider this?  Quit being a fucking CHEAP ASS!  This ain't your first time at this rodeo.  God this just really pisses me off, but I suspect that the reason behind me getting my panties in such a twist is because of the "PMS" thing.

On to a new subject.  I got a call from the lady who were buying the house from this morning and all is falling into place.  She got the title from the housing place that day to replace the lost one.  We transfer title on the 30th of this month.  I was a little worried about my money coming on time so I called my 401K place and asked if the paperwork was sent yet, and he said Oh I can fax that to you.  PERFECT!  Alls my boss has to do hit the approval button and I will have the money by Monday at the latest.  I was getting a little worried there for a minute that I wouldn't have it on time, but no worries now.  Plus she will be out even earlier then expected.  Bonus!  The hubby traded the laborer at work our truck he bought when douche bag blew up the car for scraping the popcorn off the ceiling and texturing.  The great thing about her being out earlier is that we can now paint as well by going in with the spray rig and dousing everything down..  Things are finally falling into place for us and  I look forward to a new beginning.

And here we go!

Onto a new journey.  We looked at the house last night and bought it!  Then I couldn't sleep last night.  It's totally not buyers remorse, it's just nervous about a new chapter in our lives.  A smaller chapter.  Like as in closets and bedrooms.  But, like I said in the last post, I like money more!  Plus my hubby has a plan to make the master bedroom bigger by extending it into the dinning room area.  So aside getting used to getting back to smaller house (seriously 300 sq. ft. makes a difference) Moving again isn't on my list of favorite things to do.  I think this is taking a lot of pressure of the hubby though.  And really, in actuality, I have 6 years and the girl will be 18 and the boy will be driving, so its not like were just starting out with babies.  6 years goes faster then you think.  I'm thinking just ride it out and that would enable us to travel a lot with the amount of money we are saving.  And have a nice place to go back to with low maintenance.  Jesus, I sound like an old fucking lady.  And the best part is douche bag doesn't get a key, I may not even give him the gate code to get in.  There will be NO garage, so that's NO excuse to come over to work on or store any piece of shit car that he breaks, blows up, or buys!  Sorry there's no room.  You know what, this whole deal is just getting better and better.  Here's to NO MORE douche bag!

I like money more!

Huh, the most interesting thing happened to me yesterday.  My moms neighbor went into the nursing home and his daughter is selling his house for cheap.  Granted it is a mobile home, but it's in a gated community and the rent is only like $500.00 a month.  A couple years ago my mom bought hers practically gutted for 13k which we spent everyday for a month straight redoing it.  The lady wants to let this go for 7k.  So since we let our house go and were renting for almost $1300.00 a month, this seems like a win win at the moment.  Don't get me wrong, we moved from a tiny house to a 1700 square foot house.  So moving back to a smaller (1500 sq. ft.) house will be interesting.  I'm sad about losing the den which we made into the kid TV room, but cutting my payment in half is better.  Plus my hubby without a garage will be even more interesting.  But once again half the payment.  I come to the understanding I like money more and we will make it work.  This will give us a chance have money to do the stuff we want to do whenever we want to do it.  I wont have to worry if my hubby is out of work for a couple weeks because works slow.  Hell I don't care if he croaked, I can pay for it myself!  And having that piece of mind makes me happy.  I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that everything works out. This has actually been a really good year for us, and I got one more truck payment, and 4 more quad payments and I own the shit free and clear.  After having some really hard times the last 7 years especially with all the house bullshit, the best thing we ever did was let that house go.  We have finally dug ourselves out of that hole and I'll be damned if I'm ever going to let that shit happen again.  Lesson Learned!

Stupid Hippies!

We had a really nice vacation with the family.  We took a nice 8 mile bike ride to the keys, and had lunch on the marina.  On the 4th we roped off an area near the lake to watch the fireworks and set up a few chairs including a backpack stool thing of my sister in laws mom.  So we all went over to watch the fireworks and my mom says "Diane found pot in her stool."  "What?"  "Yeah, she says there was a pill bottle with some joints in her backpack."  "Holy shit!"  Then we notice the hippies in front of us frantically looking for something.  They were digging through everything.  It was kind of funny that your so stoned or so stupid you cant even remember where you put you stash.  Oh well, your shit out of luck cause it's mine now......hahaha, stupid hippies!

We went to the beach one day and Diane rented a paddle board to try out.  I really had no interest in this at all, but watching everyone was entertaining.  My brother got on it and kept falling off, but I was watching the other people doing it and realized he wasn't standing in the right spot.  So my cousin jumped on it and and did fine and then they were like hey you try it.  I got on and paddled around.  I didn't fall off at all.  It was fun, but would have been better if there were no waves, that made it a little harder.  We got my daughter on it and she did really good too.

Well back to work this week.  And it's going to be in the 100's this week.  Ugh, not looking forward to that.  The girl is back on vacation with my grandma to Disneyland.  Thank god for that.  We all had a little to much together time last week.  Oh yeah and I saw Magic Mike yesterday.  The movie sucked.  The acting was TERRIBLE.  If it hadn't been for all the stripping, I think I would have gonged it.  Hope nobody melts this week!

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!