Today is a day that I try to overlook.
If I can.
I try not to answer the phone, I don't check email, I take the day off work & I don't open my door so I don't have to listen to EVERYONE telling me happy birthday cos frankly...it's not. My family, they know the date. They know my age. They know how bad I hate birthdays. Doesn't matter. I can't really get away from hearing the dreaded birthday song. I try. I want to just lay in bed & let the day go by without coming out from under the covers. But some people just refuse to allow me that luxury. They insist I'll want to hear from them. They're wrong. But I'm nice & allow them their illusion that I really just hold my breath until I hear from them.
Get the idea?
I hate birthdays!
It's just another fucking day that I ache & make myself keep going. It's better than the alternative, right?
I'm going back to bed now.
Wednesday, January 02, 2013
Today is a day that I try to overlook.
Posted by Lindy at 9:15 PM
Tuesday, January 01, 2013
I"m baAAck.....what the hell....you didn't even notice I was gone, did you? I know, I know. Way too much going on in everyone's life to miss some dorky bitch that writes about her waa waa life & her grandkids. (Which by the way are growing up on me) But seriously! It would've been nice if just one of you had missed me. Or thought about me for that matter. Did anyone try emailing me? Or visiting my Facebook page to see what I was up to? Would it have killed you? What kind of friends do I have anyway?
Wow, that was nasty. Where did that come from? I think my crazy just kicked in. Well, it is 2 am & I'm sober. So, yeah, I'm a little cranky.
Nah, just kidding. Sober doesn't faze me anymore. I quit drinking over a year ago. So, let me start over for reals now.
Hey All! I'm baAAck! And when I opened my blog last week & started going through my side bar of blogs I was really amazed at how many of you aren't as lazy as me. You still have a blog that you actually update on a daily basis. Some of you have gone on to write books, changed partners or just omitted one, had babies, moved to other states & in one case, just like me, quit blogging only to come back in full force....lots of changes. And as they say 'life goes on'.
So, anyways, watch for me to start ranting again. Cos yeah, my life has been going on...and on!
P.S. AND BTW
Happy New Year Everyone!!! May It Be The Best Year Ever!
Posted by Lindy at 9:51 PM
Monday, September 03, 2012
where has the time gone? ummm, i know! to hell & back & so have we!!! remember the jock itch i supposedly had? turns out its not jock itch. the dr doesn't know just what it is but i still have it. i've been on a regime of lotions & anti itch creams. they kinda help but nothing seems to be getting rid of it. yeah, i know, its time to go to a dermatologist.
Posted by Lindy at 6:24 PM
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Posted by Lindy at 6:24 PM
Saturday, February 05, 2011
it turns out, sonny called a pizza in & left home to pick it up. on the way he stops to visit with said girlfriend. they jump in her car & continue on to pick up the pizza so sonny won't be seen with another woman in his car & she promptly speeds through town doing 50 in a 35 mph speed zone. so she gets pulled over. little did sonny know but she has a record for, god only knows what all, but apparently drug possession. so they search her car & both of them. they find drug paraphenalia on her & in a coat in her car & she won't admit to the stuff being hers so they drag them all to the police station. my grandson, people, sitting in a police station with his father while they get booked! needless to say, because there's drugs involved the child services gets called in & they visited the kids in school. jammer is as innocent as they come. he never finds anything wrong with what his daddy does. as far as he's concerned daddy is a god & can do no wrong. ix on the other hand hates her life. she hates her mother, hates her brother, hates her room, hates her school, hates her hair...you get the picture? (except i guess she doesn't hate daddy)and she knows everything...well, just ask her! anyway, back to the story at hand, so she tells them she has seen mommy & a friend snuff something up her nose & to be honest, she probably has seen something. but she ran her mommy into the ground. so honey & sonny have to have drug tests immediately and are not allowed to be alone with the kids. i think i've mentioned that sonny takes care of my step dad. so papaws appointed to be a supervisor making it possible for the kids to live in the home just not given a chance to be exposed to any drug use. i was also required to become a supervisor in the event my step dad wasn't available. he has major medical issues & occasionally winds up in the hospital. can you imagine my horror as i type this? my son is facing major drug charges, my grandkids are facing foster care & i live in a different state & would have to undergo an investigation to be awarded custody of the them that would take months. not to mention i have to stay at their house in the event papaw does wind up in the hospital. i'm not sure how this is gonna turn out but i'll be here with new updates as they come in.
Posted by Lindy at 2:02 PM
when we picked up the kids this weekend sonny was on a rampage. (the kids hadn't been good all week. sonny had to go to court with the kids & they ran on the steps, up & down the hallways & wouldn't sit down & behave. even sonnys lawyer got after them. how bad is it when your lawyer tries to discipline your children?) jammer came slamming out of the house saying he hated this house & he didn't want to live her anymore. well, that was the end of sonnys rope & he came after him. spanked his butt & told him to get in the car. sonny walked away to calm down & jammer realized he'd pushed too far. he started crying saying daddy didn't want to give him a kiss & hug goodbye. i called sonny over & told him to talk to his son. sonny said he didn't have anything to say. they didn't respect or love him & he was tired of trying. i said son, you never know whats going to happen. don't let us leave & your boy this upset over something. so sonny talked with jammer & they said they loved each other. jammer apologized for what he said & they said their goodbyes. that night went on as usual. the kids misbehaving & doing whatever they wanted. us begging them to behave. finally, i explained to the kids that they were going to have to earn their rights. the right to a clean bed, food, tv & respect. no toys, no games or computers. everything they had was there because we worked & strived to give them something to be proud of. she sat there & ignored me. jammer jumped up & went in to make his bed. he picked up the room & asked if there was anything else he could do to earn his keep. she sat there & ignored me. jammer aske if he could have a clementine. she sat there & ignored me. i took the book away from her cos guess what? they were my books & she hadn't done anything to deserve it. i asked her to go make her bed. she went & climbed in the bed to lay down. i said, guess what? thats my bed too. I bought it, i had my sister haul it & what did you do to deserve it? get out of my bed. she came out of the bed with this pooched out face & hard eyes staring at me. i told her she could sit in the middle of the floor & not to look at me like that. she said, 'why don't you hit me? i said not everything is about hitting. she asked again, why don't you hit me. i said i don't want to waste my time. she told me i was afraid to hit her. AFRAID? A-F-R-A-I-D? i jumped up so fast my head spun & hers? well, you can't imagine the look on her face when i grabbed her. i admit, i lost my temper. unfortunately, i didn't hurt her. i wanted to. god you don't know how bad i wanted to. she threw her hands up to protect her head & i hit her hand. i grabbed her by the hands & hanked her to her feet & said, you think i'm scared of you? you're not right little lady cos i'm far from scared of you. i'm so far from being scared to hit you that its not funny. i scared the shit out of her. then i sent her to the corner. where she's gonna stand until she apologizes. and means it. and me, i went to the bathroom & puked.
Posted by Lindy at 1:33 PM
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
we got the grandkids last weekend & sonny asked me if i could do him a big favor. apparently, ixxie had a huge problem & needed to go to the dr. well, i took her to the dr & sure enough...after $80.00, a stool sample & a few hours of hanging out she was found to have pin worms. how in the hell she managed that i can't tell you. she said she chews on her fingernails. i think she eats poop! poop from the dogs! poop that have pin worms! where else do you find pin worms? in poop! well, since she turned up with them i've done a little researching & found out that if someone has them the eggs can be found floating in the dust. believe me when i say we have spot cleaned everything!! we. have. super. cleaned! while the dr was poking & prodding around on her she was asked if this hurt ('no'), did she have a headache ('yes, for months' stupid kid doesn't know a month from a minute) & if her glands were sore ('no, but i lose my voice every now & then...wtf?) i shook my head at the dr to express ixxies ignorance & she understood the fantasies of a child. at the same time, she was checking her ears, her throat & mentioned she has lice. again? damn, this kid is like a magnet when it comes to the lice thing. she asked about alergies & said she'd write prescriptions & beat it out the door like she was being chased, well, by a head full of lice. a few minutes later another woman came in & handed us the prescriptions & asked ixxie to open her mouth. she quickly crammed a few swabs down her throat & asked if we could hang out a few more hours (this was actually only minutes but it felt like hours) cos they thought she might have strep throat as well. of course, when it rains it pours with ix so yes, strep throat was added to her list of ailments. with a hand full of prescriptions, a head full of lice & a dying kid we headed to the pharmacy. i made her put her hat on to try & contain the itchys & begged her to stay away from as many people as she could avoid. the rest of the weekend was spent babying & medicating the most unappreciative little deva you ever want to meet. she didn't want to treat her head for the lice cos she hates the smell. she didn't want to eat cos she was starving the pin worms. she didn't want to take the medicine cos it tastes bad. omg! by the end of the weekend i wanted to shove the meds up her ass & wring her little neck! i know we all go through that age when we think we know everything but puhleeze! she's only 10. and she's not a doctor! wait, just wait till i write about her in a few years. when she really hits those teenage years. i'll be posting from the nut house but i promise you it's gonna be entertaining!
Posted by Lindy at 9:42 PM