So.. Off Of Todays Post

We have been contact with quite a few family members about the events that have occurred today. Chris' mom and Joey's dad have been calling Chris and I, trying to figure out what was going on. She just called the house to talk to Joey and he is giving her a completely different story than the one he gave earlier. What the hell? I want to know what really happened because I have a feeling that Josh didn't do shit to Joey and that he took someone the wrong way and snapped. Ugh these kids will be the deaf of me and they aren't even related to me. Fuck my Life. I am so glad I have a blog to vent.

Its almost time to go and pick up the boy. I hope I get used to these hours soon.

Fuck My Life

So today is the first day of watching Chris' brother and step siblings while his mom and step dad go to San Antonio for Johnny's Air Force graduation. Shit has already hit the fan. Things were going good when Josh and CC came home and I knew that Joey wouldn't be far behind because he was supposed to go to tutoring. About 10 minutes later, Joey comes flying through the door and goes straight after Josh. Shoved him into just about everything into the kitchen and yelling at him. It looked like shit was about to go down. I tried to pull Joey away and ended up getting shoved into the dish washer. This now escalates into something a lot bigger after it moved to the living room. I finally got Joey to start leaving the living room and when I started to raise my voice I guess it seemed to make things worse. Joey has his hand in fist and I was so pissed off I responded to the clinched fist "What are you gonna do, hit me? I fucking dare you to do it." He stood there for what felt like another hour, which was about a minute, before I raised my voice again and he left for his bedroom. I was keeping Josh in the living room to keep them apart. I called Alex, because Chris was at work and there was no one else to call, for him to come over and help me mediate. He came over and things seemed to be getting a little worse. Joey looked like he was ready to snap again. I had called Chris and informed him at what was going on, I called A.J. who is their Aunt to inform her at what was going on and maybe she could help. Well I guess Chris called their Grandmother. She called to talk to Joey and so did A.J. I guess getting yelled at by them was enough, but he knows what when his dad gets home, shit is going to shit the fan. I really had no idea how to handle it. It's only day one and they wont be back until Sunday. I will end up dead by then if this shit keeps happening. I have no idea why all this started, all that was said was something happened at school and it just seemed to be getting worse by things people were saying back to each other. Fuck. God I am glad I was basically an only child. Even if I wasn't, this shit would of never happened cause our ass would of been grass if it did.

Crazy, Crazy Crazy

Things have been a little crazy lately. I have been going crazy not having a job. I sit at home all day and do nothing but clean and play on the computer all day. What is my life coming too? I have applied to so many jobs and no one seems to be writing me or calling me back. Do you know how pissed off I am getting about that? EXTREMELY. Fuck my life.

Another thing that has been on my mind lately is the people who are sitting behind their computers and talking shit about what I have said on my facebook page. First things first, my page, up until a few days ago, was private and these few people are blocked from viewing anything, so how is it that they know what is being said on my page? What person that I call my friend has been going behind my back and letting stupid pathetic people read my page and then write about it on their page or on their blog? I swear I cannot trust anyone these days. And people wonder why I have trouble trusting people. Because shit like this happens. I have been thinking of deleting Facebook but there are a few people on there that I talk too that live on the other side of the country or in a different country for the time being, and I like being able to read about what they are doing and seeing their pictures and such. Life is about people trying their hardest to take you down and will do anything to do so. 

I want to start a photo blog but I don't know about what. It popped into my head last night as I was laying in bed, but what to take pictures of. Hmm. I have a few friends who take pictures of everywhere they have peed. Haha. Weird. I know. I have people who take pictures of random flowers or sunsets or thinks like that. I guess I am going to have to do some serious thinking. I would love to take a picture a day of Chris and I but I know he would never go for it.

So Chris starts his new hours today. He got promoted to Supervisor last week and now instead of him working 6am to 2pm he is now working from 2pm to 10pm. So I lose all day with him. He will come home and I will be going to bed and he will be up for a few hours. I will wake up in the morning and he will still being sleeping and then he gets up and goes to work and we do this whole thing all over again. I don't know how I am going to handle it. I asked him if he would want me to move back home and just come back on the weekends so he can sleep when he wants and sleep without distractions. But he said no. I could go home if I wanted too, but if I didn't he wasn't going to tell me to go home. Ugh these new hours are going to be the death of me. LAME!

Realization

As I lay here next to him while he sleeps on again another night that I cannot, I realize these last 6 months couldn't have been any better. We have screamed and yelled and fought, but we have also kissed, made up, had many laughs and many memories. I never knew 6 months could change your life, but I guess they can. I haven't been this happy in a while, and I owe most of that to him. His quirky little remarks, or when he looks at you and just flashes his smile, it makes me melt. I love him deeply and I hope to enjoy many more month and years with him. Since I know he reads this, I will leave it on this note...

I love you babe. More than the words of my blog can say. More than my mind and fingers will let me type. I love the way you make me laugh and I love the way you make me smile. To me you are perfect. Love your Chunky Monkey!

Something That Is Really Weighing On My Mind

Yesterday I read about a story of a 15 year old girl named Amanda Cummings from Staten Island, NY. She jumped in front of a bus and killed herself because she was being bullied at school. You would think after she has done such an act to get away from it all that people would finally leave the poor girl be. You would be thinking wrong. I found the girl's Facebook page that had been turned into a fan page for people to go and leave their condolences and thoughts and prayers for her, only to find that her bullies are attacking her memorial page. Writing things like "I feel sorry for the bus that hit her. I hope it's ok." or "It's all going according to plan." Like really? How sick do you have to be to post shit like that after the girl had taken her own life. It makes my heart hurt that even after this girl had been put through hell and back, they still feel the need to bully her spirit and her family and friends? I wish people like that could be put up against a wall and shot. Parents need to teach their children better than that. Punish your child. If this had happened to your child, you would be up in arms about people still bullying them.


Amanda Cummings Story

New Years Resolution

I am starting the New Years Resolutions. The whole month of January I am going to be adding things to the list and then spend the rest of the year working on them. So here we go...

1. Getting off Facebook by 1030pm and not getting on until 8am.
2. Pay off the rest of my credit card debt. [Almost There]
3. Eating healthier. [Gotta do it for Chris so he doesn't die on us. Love you babe]
4. Getting back in shape. [Again for Chris. He needs the motivation. :) ]

New Years 2012

Well last night was destine for some greatness and it started off awesome. Momma and I went shopping for some decorations and went crazy in Party City. I baked for hours and Chris BBQed. Had plenty of food and the drinks were a flowin. It got a little laggish when someone tried inviting people to a kick back that wasn't her's to invite people too. Then she wanted to head to another party after she came and played beer pong for a while. I don't think so. So after that was settled things began to got better until this bitch came though. As soon as she walked in the house everyone kind of got on edge. She came into a conversation that momma and I were having about my phobia with cotton balls. After Chris and I went to bed because his sugar was high, they all went out to the garage to play beer pong. I guess she wanted to get cotton balls and fuck with me while I was sleeping. I heard that this morning and I almost flipped the fuck out. This bitch thinks that it's cool to fuck with people. From what I heard dumb bitch, you are a sucky ass mother who really shouldn't have had kids and you walked into a party where you thought people actually liked you. Get over yourself. You look like a whore who cant keep her legs clothes. God I feel so bad for your kids. I really hate those kind of people who walk into a party and think their shit don't stink and everyone thinks you look oh so hot. BTW you looked like shit!! Ugh just talking about this bitch gets me angry.