I am wealthy...

Sunday mornings are one of the best for me... I have the whole house to myself and I can sit and reflect on my previous week, while looking ahead to the week yet to come. Today as I ponder, I realize that I such a wealthy woman. Like TRUE wealth.... We have, since I have last written, "adopted" a son. He is 17 and just a handsome young man. He is smarter than he gives himself credit for. He has been here a month, and I hope he stays with us for years! He is clever and funny, and his smile is rockstar quality. He has become a quick addition to our family, and I appreciate him more than he will ever know. He has accepted us as his family and my love for him is that of a mother, I will love and protect him until my last breath. He is a true blessing.... I am wealthy My oldest daughter has been one of the best teenagers ever. I am grateful for the fact that she isn't a teenage girl filled with promiscuity and angst. She helps out her younger sister with little resistance, and is always willing to step up and be our helping hand. She has beauty in her smile that is contagious to those around her, and a positive attitude that flies along side her beauty. I am so proud of her! I will love and protect her until my last breath. She is an amazing gift from God... I am wealthy My youngest baby girl is now in her awkward middle school life. She is my little fashionista, and such a cool kid. She can turn any kind of seeming "junk" into works of art. She whizzes through literature, gobbling chapters at a time. She is my realist who keeps everyone's feet on the ground when needed. She has a contagious giggle. I will love and protect her until my last breath. She is a little piece of heaven... I am wealthy My pups (who are an extension of my children) are all unique. All 3 of them bring a little something extra to my family. The house, although it is quaint, would not be the same without the clicking of their nails on the hardwood floors. The couch would be empty, even though now, there is little room for the human children to sit sometimes. The nose art on the windows, would be gone, but so would my extra special greetings from the furkids when I arrive home after a long day of work. I will love each of my furkids until their last breath.. I am wealthy My husband accepts ALL of this nonsense that comes with 6 children. He shows me love and respect. He loves each one of our children, and pushes them to their potential (often meeting some resistance) He is my best friend, and I know without him none of the stuff above would be possible. I would be a hot mess without his support. I am able to give my love to all of our children because he fills me with his love when I am drained. Together we stand in the gap. I will honor and love him until my last breath...I am wealthy Real wealth is not measured in just monetary items... that's what rich people have. I have an abundance of wealth, and I would't change it for anything. That's it for now, until next time....

Was I really wrong about her?

Today, I have been irritated. Actually that's an untrue statement, I've been irritated for over a week and a half, but who's counting? Regretfully, I have to admit that I have been a terrible judge in character. Here I thought, Kelly was a loyal, trustworthy, non-dramatic person. I think, as it seems, that I have been wrong. I hired Kelly and was so excited since she seemed to have a great attitude and appeared to also be a team player. Even though her job history had indicated that she hadn't held a job for more than 6-8 months at a time, I bought her excuses that her employers were unfair to her, and how her leaving them wasn't her fault. I mean, she seemed so straight forward---which was AWESOME. Then we had a few "instances" occur and I found her at the center of the chaos and drama surrounding these instances, but even still... i believed her when she gave me, what appeared to be, honest answers. What was I thinking? Here's the other kicker... she actually deflected the blame, throwing my suspicions onto a different staff member--and i bought it! After I had JUST read how guilty people usually do that very tactic! UGH!!! FINALLY, we could no longer see past her unprofessional behaviors. We ended up firing her. Unfortunately, we have had SEVERAL people come to us concerned about her postings on Facebook that bash us. That smear our name, and reputation. Now, I don't personally see these posts as she has blocked me and everyone she quickly associates with me, but somehow, other people come to me with these rantings. I have pushed those off too, deciding that she obviously is a little less mature than I am, and that sooner or later she will run out of steam... however, we are going on TWO MONTHS later and she's still going strong with the slander. I guess, I've reached maximum level of regret. I mean, honestly, how could I have been so wrong about someone? I have been told that it takes all kinds... but geez. I hope someone else doesn't fall for the same song and dance that I did. I used to think I was pretty good at reading people... now, looking back, I can see how wrong I was. Maybe you could get her side of the story by checking out her Facebook... I hear she puts ALL the stuff that others have done to wrong her on there...and she discloses many other tidbits... now I can't confirm it, but maybe you can see it with your own eyes. EVERYONE has a pattern to the behavior... and like the old cliche' A leopard never changes their spots... I guess I should consider that from now on. That's all for now, until next time....

We could be friends...but you have to TRY a whole lot harder

Dear 3 women who don't have a clue, First of all let's begin by saying--- you have become a huge pain in my butt! I haven't given you a second thought until recently, and it would seem (given your actions and words lately) that you do little more, than think of me in ALL of your spare time. I am flattered, I must admit, but also I am over it--- you 3 have made a sad attempt to become stars in the movie SINGLE WHITE FEMALE. I know I am incredibly awesome, but seriously ladies, I don't want to be bothered by your slanderous tongues any further. I also know that this all stems from nothing more than jealousy- Yep, I realize you're jealous because I have an amazing husband, two beautiful daughters, some really great friends (some of which you want ALL for yourself)and lastly, a successful business that I am passionate about. Here's a thought...why don't you take ALL of the energy you are spending on trash talking and instead use it to try and become incredible yourselves.... I mean REALLY, 2 of you could really use that energy to lose some weight---actually a ton of weight would be good for you to lose (since it would seem that when you're not flapping you gums spreading vicious gossip about me, you are feeding your pie-holes with anything you can fit into it) Also, all 3 of you could use with an attitude adjustment...I mean how long can you 3 go on in life blaming EVERYONE else for anything bad that has happened to you? At WHAT point in your pathetic adult lives are you going to assume responsibility for ANY of YOUR actions? How long can you maintain such negativity? How many more people can you count that have "wronged"you in some way? Who else can you possibly smack talk about without getting your fat lonely asses kicked? I am thinking the list can not be too long--- Why not try and get a job that you don't complain about constantly, or how about trying to find someone who wants to spend part of their lives with you (i know this may mean some actual effort on your part) I also know this sounds like a huge hurdle to have to overcome, so I'll start small---How about you just begin this life changing event that you are going to have, with just keeping your damn mouth shut...yes, let's start there... that seems TOTALLY reasonable... I trust you can handle at least that much. Good luck with your life changing adventures ladies... I can't wait to meet the new improved you... until next time....

The cops called today....

Well, the cops called today...about one of our kids...as in the fur kids... Yes you read it right... the cops called about my precious fur kid named Bruce. He is the most adorable dog ever... part great dane, lab and american bulldog all rolled into one heck of an adorable pup. He came to us by chance, we weren't looking for a dog, but he fell into our family, and we LOVE him. So back to the call... seems that he "scared" the neighbor broad. She was outside mowing the lawn, and allegedly, Bruce jumped on her and GASHED her(her words)leg, and she was scared, so instead of being an adult and talking to us (since by the way my husband was standing right there when the dog "attacked " her) She called the cops, not right away, well after the fact. WHAT THE HELL, YOU STUPID ASSHOLE!? She felt that since she is the vice president of our local humane society, she had no other course of action... WHAT THE HELL does that even mean?!?! And since he's a pitbul (again her words) she felt like she HAD to report it...WHAT?!?!?! Again I say, you stupid asshole... he's not a fricken Pitbull you ignoramous! How exactly did you even become a MEMBER of the humane society, let alone the vice president if you don't know your breeds. And let's fricken say for arguments sake, that he was a pitbull, what the hell differecne does that even make? Labs don't cause issue? Or how about those yippy little dogs like the chihuahua? Ten years ago it was the German Shepards and before that Doberman Pincers... WHATCH OUT FOLKS, next it will be poodles and pugs! Mark my words! As for the ignorant, juvenile, half whit broad next door... I have two words for you... SUCK IT! That is all, Until next time

Be Prepared.....

Some people are generals, some are soldiers... I am a General I meticulously plan, I gather Intel and then I strike when it is the best opportunity for the win..... Sometimes, timing is never good, so i pass along, keeping the information in my collection and dismissing a strike. Once in awhile I am not able to strike, for I am defending. Defending is easy for me, especially when I am passionate about my objects of defense. I have been idle for far too long, I am ready, today. I am adjusting my armor and mustering my strength, I will not defend, I will be on the offense. The battle will be long and tiring, but I must not falter, for the loss will be too great. I am not fighting just for myself, I am fighting for one other who cannot voice her concerns, and isn't prepared enough to fight on her own.... for not only am i a general, I am a mother..... My planning begins today with a critical move on the field of battle..... Be ready in prayer... “Behold, I give you the authority to trample on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall by any means hurt you.” Luke 10:19

stubborn much

You have got to be the most single handedly stubborn woman I know, and because of THIS one variable that was not already calculated into the equation...you will survive. You will persevere and probably come out unscathed... I know this because I am also that kind of woman. We tough gals gotta stick together...we have to help support those who aren't as stubborn. ok and maybe we can even learn a little bit of even-mindedness from the ladies who don't have thick skin, the ones who don't feel the need to carry the heavy world on her shoulders...maybe we can learn to relax...maybe, probably not since THIS is our nature, but maybe. here's to hoping. That is all i have for now...until next time

A letter for her....

Dear unnamed female, So many things I was correct about. I warned you about moving too fast. I gave you EVERYTHING you needed to know about the man you "fell in love" with and then married. There wasn't much else I could have done, besides none of it would have changed your mind in the end anyhow. This was a lesson that you had to learn on your own.. and I think after a little over a year you are starting to open your eyes. The haze is being lifted... I am sorry that the little girl who calls you mom is a point of contention in your marriage, I can't imagine what its like to be a step-mother. I have never had to carry that title. I would imagine it's not easy to begin with, and it's even more difficult when your husband doesn't seem to want to be a supportive partner in this role. Having a united front is essential, and from what I know he isnt capable of having unity with his spouse. It's HIS way or no way...and he often will manipulate scripture or ideas to validate his crazy theories...it's almost like you hear the things coming out of his mouth and think to yourself "did i hear that? Did he honestly just say that? No, I must have misheard because nobody is that nuts" but then you realize the next time when he says the same thing over again that you not only heard it correctly, he REALLY TRULY believes this is the way it should be.... and then you feel like banging your head against a wall.... Being a wife already has it's obstacles to overcome. You have to maintain a job, maintain a home, and try to keep your husband satisfied in all areas of life. Usually it's easier when you have a little help, but I can tell that you don't. I wish you had listened to my first warning a year ago. :( This won't get any easier, and most likely everything that is wrong with the situation will be YOUR fault. You have by now, I am sure alienated your friends, and you probably don't see your family very often either. And if you do see your family chances are they don't enjoy your husband's presence, which puts you in a bit of a spot...trust me I know all about that. You will look for any reason to have people over for that feeling of normalcy again, but it will drift out of the door as soon as company leaves. you will plead with family to accept you husband's presence just so you can have some social atmosphere that doesn't include ridicule from time to time, and they will graciously do that, because in the end that's all you have left is your family. You don't get to do many of things you and he used to do, for a multitude of reasons. You have traded in your fun for duty. You have no passion for whatever you may have wanted out of life, in fact it may even be difficult to pinpoint what it was you used to have passion about. All you know is that there are food you shouldn't eat, things you shouldn't do, people you should associate with, television you can't watch, and money you can't spend. I feel for you, i really do. I wish it could be different, but it won't be. He can change for a few days at most a week. But in the end he will ALWAYS go back to what he knows. A leopard never changes their spots..... How can you go on living this way? You can't..it's that simple. SOMETHING must change. For me it was my revelation that THIS was not how a husband is supposed to behave toward a wife. Scripture says that HE is supposed to love his wife the way Christ loves the church...meaning sacrifice for HER. I don't think he ever understood that. I realized that he wasn't going to switch gears. I could either accept that or not. If i were to accept it I would have to realize that he was probably never going to be euphorically happy with me, and I would have to know that due to that he wouldn't shower me with love, meaning I would be inhabiting a house with someone who was a glorified roommate. Or I could leave. Neither sounded appeasing to me. How could I walk away and admit defeat? (you should read some of my earlier posts on this subject) It was only when I realized that it wasn't JUST me, but my daughters as well, that I made the decision to leave. I knew that I couldn't have my daughters growing up seeing and thinking that THIS was the way a husband was supposed to treat them...I wanted more for them. But that being said you aren't in the same situation... i get that. .. I guess what I am saying is this....don't alienate any more of your friends, you will need them sooner than you think... and never turn your back on your family, they can carry you through anything! Also on last tidbit, I am not, contrary to what you've been told, the enemy. While I would'nt call us friends, I would say we are kindred spirits.... and maybe someday we can look back atthis moment and smile....maybe. Chin up, and stand firm. For what it's worth I have been there and I know what you're going through, and No, you're not crazy or insignificant. I promise. That's all for now......until next time P.S. If you do NOTHING else, at least take back control of yourself. Being miserable is a choice, and feeling crushed and beaten down is not something ANYONE wants to feel...sometimes you just need to have a little control back and things will adjust....with that being said, GOOD LUCK. We will chat more later