My granddaughter was here over the holiday weekend. She stopped in the office on friday on her way to my mother’s house. Granddaughter said she was going for the Christmas thing and she said the reason my mother gave for not calling and inviting me is they weren’t having turkey so she knew I wouldn’t come.
Ummmmm, no. In all the years I’ve cooked Christmas dinner I’ve never made a turkey dinner. For years and years we had a snack spread so I didn’t have to spend the holiday in the kitchen. It was all made ahead and just put out on fancy plates and in the crockpot and slo-cooker. We had two cheeseballs with a variety of cracker and celery sticks, meatballs, hot wings, lil smokies, deviled eggs, a couple of dips, olives and pickles, pies and lots of snack stuff like fudge and Chex mix. Not once in over 40 years of Christmas dinner have I ever once made turkey. And not only have I never made turkey for Christmas, my mother has been at my house for numerous Christmases and knows damn good and well we don’t have fucking turkey!!
She just doesn’t want to tell people she pissed me off and then wrote a nasty letter and now I won’t apologize.
I don’t think I’ve ever told about this incident when I was staying at my mother’s in 2013. This was just stupid.
She totally worships The Pioneer Woman and really wanted to make these cookies that were made with refrigerator peanut butter cookie dough and Reese’s popables. The little unwrapped ones in the bag. She insisted that the Reese’s were a specialty product and not available where she lives. I told her she would be a lot less likely to find the cookie dough than the candy.
So, sometime later we were in Wal-Mart in the candy aisle. I looked up on the top shelf and what do ya know? Reese’s popables. All I said was “oh look” and pointed at the the top shelf and it pissed her right off. Still makes me giggle when I think about it.
One of the other things that really pissed her off, was when I told her that the English guy she emailed was right when he told her what she called “bbq” and “chili” weren’t bbq or chili. Made her mad as hell when I told her meat cooked in a crockpot with bbq sauce is not in fact bbq. Then we had a discussion about chili. What she makes is a chili soup, with beans and tomatoes. What the English guy was talking about is meat cooked with a whole lot of chilies. Texas Red. What my mother makes is not that.
I think it pisses her off even more that I could actually be right. Or even worse, that I actually know more than she does.
Let’s just say I’m 60 and I’ve known a whole lot of different people in those years and she is by far one of the most clueless people I’ve ever known.
I didn’t realize it had been so long since I posted something.
I think I’m going to lose Danny. He is the new guy I met last year in January. I’ve seen him several times over the last year and a half. He’s been offered a better paying job with a lot less travel and he’s not sure he’ll get to keep this area. I should get to see him one more time in August.
I got my tattoo in November. I’m really happy with it. Andy’s name is not hidden though. He was kind of unhappy about that to start with but after we talked about it, he understood why and he is okay with it. He’ll like it when he sees it though.
There’s a very good chance Andy’s job is going to bring him close in the next 6 months or so. I ran across a web site that had a news release about the job he is currently doing and one of the sites listed is only 5 hours from here. We have our fingers crossed he’ll get to do that job site. He’s been to 3 out of the 6 listed so far.
I have met a fairly local guy. His name is Steve and he farms. He’s really fun to fuck. He’s quite good. And he’s a fun person too. But honestly, a fun fuck is all he’s ever going to be. He’s kind of an ass really. (my guess is that’s why he’s divorced) LOL, it’s amusing mostly because I don’t have to put up with him every day!!! He’ll be here until after Christmas and then he’ll go to Arizona for the winter. I took a vacation the last week of December and that’s when I met him. He hunted me up as soon as he got back in April.
There have been a couple of other guys over the last year. I laughed at one of them. Seriously out loud laughed. I’ll have to tell about that one by its self. One of them is a really sweet guy but he is quite a bit younger. I think there were a couple more but apparently they weren’t memorable.
Work is well, work. I’ve gotten a couple of raises over the last year. I do a lot more now too. I’m the sub for the supervisor when she takes time off. I’ve lost track of how many people have come and gone over the last year. Honestly, if the supervisor wasn’t such a bitch to people, we wouldn’t have nearly the turnover we do. I don’t think she understands just how much the turnovers cost the company. There really are better ways to tell people they aren’t doing something the right way!!!
I am actually going to pay off the washer, dryer, dishwasher and refrigerator I no longer own this year!! Yay me!!
And then there’s SfB. He does his best to hide from me. He actually turns his head and looks the other way if he sees me in traffic!! LOL What a chicken shit piece of shit. He found some fat chick to take him in. He always ranted and raved about how “if you ever get like that, I’ll leave”. The irony. He actually lived across the street from my building most of last summer before he found somebody to take care of his sorry ass. I did get the $200 for storage out of him finally and got all of his shit out of my storage unit. My kid hauled it for him and it took two trips.
Until next time.
I took one of those tests on facebook. It was “what does your taste in music say about you.”
This is what it said about me;
You enjoy edgy, aggressive, and assertive music – all words we would use to describe you as well. Not one for “gentle” or “simple” music, your tastes lean toward music that fulfills certain wants and desires you may have either consciously or subconsciously. Many psychological studies have drawn similarities between individuals who enjoy classical music, and those who enjoy metal/hard rock – all of this research standing true with you. You are reserved and introverted yet extremely intelligent and observant – taking in your environment like a sponge. You have very (and we mean VERY) little patience for ignorance, stupidity, and people who take advantage of the less-fortunate. Above all else, you value controlling your own life and choices – and detest anyone else attempting to make them for you. Independence is key!
And I copied and pasted it to Andy and this is part of what he said,
As far as the Face book test. Actually I think it’s pretty close. Edgy can mean many different things and in your case you are to some extent edgy. Very independent, like to have control of your life choices, and take in your surroundings well.
This may not have been how you saw yourself when you were married but things have changed and I am sure you have. You may have not realized that you did but you’ve made some big changes in your life that maybe overshadowed some of the mental changes you’ve made.
So my mother can’t contact me any other way so she sent me a letter. It was not a letter of apology. It was hate filled. She said I was just being self-centered and vindictive. Okay. So I let several people read the letter that know what’s going on and so far not a single person thinks she’s right. My first cousin (on my father’s side) was floored. Her daughter-in-law was horrified.
I can’t say that I’m totally surprised by it. She’s always been hateful and when she makes somebody mad she turns it around and makes it the person who is mad’s fault. She’s made my sister mad and it was her fault for being mad. She’s made my Aunt mad and it’s her fault for being mad. So now it’s my fault for being mad. As far as I know she’s never apologized for a damn thing in her whole life.
She made her choice and now she can just live with it. The letter sealed it. I’m done with her, and when I’m done, I’m done.
I do know that for the very first time in my whole fucking life somebody thinks of me first. SfB sure as hell never did. He was about as inconsiderate as a person could be. And of course being a woman, the kids and husband always came first, were always considered first. Now my kids are grown and it’s just me. So now, I’m first. But, just putting yourself first isn’t being self-centered. I lived with Mr self-centered and inconsiderate for 22 years. I definitely know the difference.
I faked out the dating web site’s computer and got my phone number to a man that had sent me messages thru the website but wasn’t a paid member. When you’re not a member you can only see subject lines. I can say a whole lot on one line!! So, i paid for one month and sent my phone number to him as words.
I *really* have my fingers crossed this happens.
(I wrote this as an email to somebody. I edited it a little. I didn’t want to lose it though so I posted it here.)
Just ask Bill. It cracks me up now although at the time I was seriously pissed.
We had moved to Oklahoma in August of 2008. He had been there for a couple of months by himself and apparently got addicted to internet porn and was on several dating sites. So around March of 2009 I was on my way over to Liberal to get groceries when he called me on the cell phone and wanted to know if we had a mouse that worked with the laptop. I couldn’t figure out what the hell he was talking about so I said I’d fix it when I got home. By the time I got home he had already left for work. I got everything put away and then sat down to take a look at the laptop. When I opened it, it said it was locked. It had never been locked before. So I closed it and went to my sewing room and my computer. Eventually my brain kicked in and told me that I was the one that set up his email and I knew the password. Sooo, I logged into his email and his inbox was totally empty. So I looked in the trash. It was all there. There were a couple of weeks worth of chats and emails with a … well for now I’ll say woman. Anyway, so I read thru a lot of it and it was soooooooooo 3rd grade and stupid that it was just laughable. I think the part that pissed me off the most was he was planning on sending “her” money and they were going to meet at my oldest son’s in Colorado. (I know Son 1, he wouldn’t have had any part of it) Anyway, I called him at work and told him we had a problem and he needed to get his ass home. Over the course of the next two or three days he told me that her “brother” would call him on the cell phone to tell him when to go chat on the laptop because in their “culture” women weren’t allowed to talk to me on the phone. Yeah, he was chatting with a man the whole time. Karma 1, Bill 0.
I think the moral of this part is, empty the trash too. LOL
Then a couple of months or so later I had a friend in Guymon that was going to go file for a divorce and was going to a lawyer in Liberal and she wanted me to go with her. It was on a Friday afternoon and we had gotten one of those car dealership things in the mail that has the key to come in and see if you win the vehicle. Bill was going to go to Garden and see one of his friends so he decided he would stop and see if he won the vehicle. He traded his truck for a $17K giant ass Ford truck. He didn’t have a clue if we could make the payment or insurance or afford for him to drive it to work. That made me even madder than the “girlfriend” did. He’s seriously lucky I didn’t bash him in the back of the head with a shovel and shove his ass off into the septic tank. But they pump those things every so often, so he lived. Then we moved to Greeley Colorado (July 4th, 2010) and on the way we got trapped in the hail storm on I-70 just past Limon. It did $6K damage to that truck and we just fixed the lights and put the rest on the loan so that brought how much we owed way down on it. We were only in Greeley a total of 9 months and moved back to Liberal. Since the drive for him to go to work was now 40 miles we couldn’t afford for him to drive the truck so he was driving MY car!!! So I made him go trade it off and since he was feeling contrite when we traded it off he put my name on the title to the car. (2008 Pontiac G6) It wasn’t on the title of the truck because I wasn’t there when he bought it. In Kansas you can put two names on a title as and/or and only one person has to sign then to sell it. He ended up living in the car here in Garden last winter. (Sept ’13 to May ’14) I was putting gas in it so he could run the heater at night but after it warmed up some I quit paying for the gas. He couldn’t put gas in it of course so it ended up parked. I got this letter in the mail from Seaboard Foods that said he had a $187 uncashed check and if would sign the letter and get it notarized they would send it to him. I called the guy he was staying with and told him if Bill brought the car back I would give him the letter. It took him a week and a half to get the junk out of the car and bring it back. The car was so nasty and disgusting I had to have it detailed before I could sell it but I got to sell it without his signature. Karma 2, Bill 0.
As far as I know he’s still staying with that guy in a motor home in a camper park and still not working. The last time I saw him was on October 26th and I just saw him standing outside of the convenience store he hangs out at as I was driving past with Andy. I think it’s also sort of fitting that the last time I saw him was on that day. Karma 3, Bill 0. (It’s been over 6 months now since I’ve seen him at all.)
Sorry about the lack of spacing. It wouldn’t let me add them since I copy/pasted.