why do people make life hard?

Normally I stick to funny happens but this time I just have to vent...  I don't get it.  You help people and help them yet they think that it's appropriate to talk to you any way they want.  I was not raised that way nor will I tolerate being spoken to in that manner.  Then when you call them out on lies...makes them squirm and it always seems to be someone else's fault.  Own up!  We are human and we all screw up, but to not break the cycle and continue doing the same things is well...unacceptable.  As a child you don't have the choice in how you are raised but when you become and adult YOU have to decide am I going to live in the past or am I going to make my life the best it can be.  Why would you not want to?  I do not want my past to define me nor will I let it.  It is exactly that, past.  There is always someone else that has things worse than me.  You have to make the best of the life you have.  Would I have chosen to lose my sister 3 weeks after she gave birth to the child she struggled so long for? NO.  Would I have chosen for my dad to walk into the emergency room one day and be gone the next.  NO.  We are not promised the next breath so make the best of it.  Are there days when all I want to do is cry, absolutely.  Sometimes I do.  Does it mean that I have permission to mope around, woe is me.  NO, I am here for a purpose and a reason  and until my last breath I will LIVE.  I will do my best even if it means owning up to things I have done wrong and saying I'm sorry to people I have hurt.  I don't get people that think the world owes them something.  The world owes you nothing.    I WILL make sure to the best of my ability that the ones I love are taken care of and not make any excuses for doing so nor will I stop.

Whew!  I feel better!

The Flirt

Victim 5-the flirt

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this one is a doozy and happened a long, long, ok so not that long ago.  A couple of years, give or take.  The flirt.  I met him through work and in my line of work you don’t really meet a lot of people.  It started as innocent flirtin on both parts.  I flirt well over the phone.  Since his company did business with us we’d talk from time to time.  I can’t remember how it happened but eventually we exchanged phone numbers.  I should have ran the other way when he told me he’d been married 3 times and lied about how often he saw his children.  He had 2 boys and didn’t see either one of them.  He told me he saw them once a month but we dated for like 3 months and he NEVER saw them.  That should have been what sent me away.  No I stayed.  Even when I found out his youngest child was conceived during “a weekend of fun.”  Did that scare me off?  No but it should have.  When his soon to be ex showed up at his house when I was there and they were arguing in the yard, I stuck around.  I did question how his ex knew where he lived since he had just moved there.  The story he gave did not jive but at the time I believed him.  It boiled down to the fact that I wouldn’t sleep with him.  I didn’t trust him and with good reason.  When he ended it he moved his new girlfriend in within a week.  Whew....close call.  We went about a year without talking then he emailed and asked how i was doing.  We'd talk every so often and I even went to dinner with him.  I have seen or talked to him in about 4 years.  

I'm so thankful I'm not that same girl... I look back and see that I put up with a lot of crap.  In the words of Lady Antebellum "that girl is long gone"

....so those that know, keep it to yourself...Josh.

oh, what to blog about...

what to say... weather...no, it has given me this glorious headache. 

It's just one of those days where I'd rather be at the beach by the pool or digging my feet in the sand. Instead I'm at work blogging, when I should be working....so I'm starting my weekend early.  My work is done so I'm good.

This week has been crazy free which makes for a boring week.  I hope next week will provide quite the adventure!

I know I need to post more dating stories but have held back on some due to others would know who they are...not that there is many...the well is dry.

Oh, did have a close call Tuesday night.  When leaving Firebirds I almost ran into a guy I had gone out with.  With a sharp turn I went the other way and sent my friends running to let me know when it was clear to exit and of course they wanted to check him out.  We just didn't click and since I still receive emails from him and a notice that he is following me on twitter (no, I don't use it) I felt I should let it ride...  Whew!!

Alright I'm going to do some editing and get those funny date stories to you!  

Breathe Right strip, why do you torment me?

In order to help with my snoring, thank you Deviated Septum.  I have been wearing a breathe right strip at night.  This has not worked out as well as I have wanted.  In my sleep I take them off.  I would not recommend the clear strips as they are hard to find.  Here's a list of where I have found them the next day.

1. my hair

2. stuck to the side of my face

3. stuck to my arm

4. on the outside of my purse (I keep my pocketbook by my bed like any good old lady)

5. stuck to my pillow case (hard to find)

6. inside my purse

7. stuck to the sheet

I'm sure I'll have more to add and there are still a few I haven't found.  I know a couple had to have gotten washed which means they are permanently stuck to the sheets.  Oh, well I guess I need to get my DS fixed but then what would I write about??

victim #4- relationship gone sour

Victim 4- relationship gone sour

I did meet someone on line and we dated for 6 months.  I, wanting a relationship, let it go that long when in fact it should have ended after about 3 months.  Everything seemed fine until my dad passed away.  My dad walked into the emergency room one day and passed away the next.  Very sudden.  Very heartbreaking.  When i called to tell him my dad was in the hospital and it didn’t look good he decided to stay home and would come see me the next day.  My mom and I stayed the night at the hospital and the next morning he came and took me home to take a shower.  He was in the hospital all of 20 minutes.  When we got back to the hospital he dropped me off in the parking lot, told me he loved me but that hospitals freaked him out and he didn’t want to come in.  Like anyone enjoys them under the circumstances...  I didn’t care at that point.  If I couldn’t be a priority then I didn’t want him there.  Needless to say the next time I saw him was after my dad had passed.   He couldn’t even be there for me when I needed him.  I will give him credit he did have my cousin and her husband go with him to get clothes for the funeral and he stayed with me the whole time during the viewing.  However, I had to nudge him right before the service started as he was dozing off.  After my father passed away he started distancing himself.  Which hurt since you should want to take care of the one you love.  Instead he started calling at the last minute and backing out on  plans or just not show up.  No phone call, nothing...  I took this for another 3 months, I know, what kind of fool was I.  I realized this was not the life I wanted.  He would rather go home and sit on his couch than see me cause his house was closer.  He didn’t invite me to come over, just cancel.  He truly broke my heart.  I thought he was the one and sadly tried to make it real.  After not seeing each other for 2 weeks he was to come over and hang out.  We had talked during the day and all was good then on my way home he calls to say he’s going to bail on me and go home.  I asked why?  “My house is closer”.  Ouch!  To say i was upset is putting it mildly.  You say you love me yet you don’t want to be with me.  It was so embarrassing to have friends over and they ask where he was and all I could say was “I don’t know”.  I had had enough.  I was becoming the only person in the relationship and that’s not right.  So after some arguing and crying I decided to look on line where we met.  Low and behold guess who I find has put their profile back on there.  I called him and told him his things would be outside if he wanted them.  He acted all shocked, he couldn’t believe I was ending it.  he didn’t come and get his things so in the garbage they went.  A month later I was laying in bed feeling sorry for myself and emailed him.  We corresponded for a while in email then he called one day and asked if I wanted to get together.  I’m thinking to talk about things.  No, he thought we would just jump back into a relationship.  Hello!!  He said he had been trying to get them to remove his profile on line for a couple of days when i found it.  First, you have to put yourself on there.  Second, you have to remove yourself.  The on line service does not just slap your profile up again.  I told him this.  I also said I wanted to talk before we just went out.  He didn’t know what we had to talk about.  I let loose all the frustration I had been feeling for so long.  We haven’t spoken since.  Lesson learned.  Before you start a relationship you end the one you’re in.  I asked him several times if he was sure he wanted to be with me. He said yes, but his actions said differently.  I guess because I didn’t need him to pay my bills or work on my car he didn’t feel needed enough.  I don’t need a man, I want a good man.  So ladies, don’t put up with shit unless you are prepared to endure it for life.  I’m still waiting on my happy ending, which I would rather do than be in a miserable relationship not knowing if he’s going to show up or not.  SAY NO TO DRAMA!

one I could have had....yet didn't

Victim 3-the weird email guy.

Now I did not meet this man but I could not go without telling it.  Again, internet dating.  Will I ever learn?  i can honestly say i have, 3 years later.  

I do get some interesting emails from the TLo seekers, however this man was 57 with 6 children and wanted more.  He was looking for an available uterus and it wasn’t going to be mine.  My friends begged me to meet him just to have a story. I refused.  He even wrote me a poem.  He called me M’Lady.  it was scary upon first reading it then creepy.  He wrote that he hoped our age difference wouldn’t keep us apart and that he’d wanted to hold me but if he couldn’t then he would dream of holding me.  I ingnored this email since I was weirded out.  I did see he kept looking at my profile.  I wrote a poem in response but I didn’t send it. I was only going to send it should he send me another email.  I wish I had saved it.  I’m going to look for a copy cause it’s good.  I called him M’Lord, M’Creepy, and several other names.  I’ve got to find a copy!  

Thanks to Susan I have a copy of the poem he wrote me and the one I wrote in response.  I did not send my poem to him, though I think I should have.  Remember when reading I have NEVER spoken to this person.  This is his first, I repeat first contact with me.  

Of all the sunsets and sunrises... Of all the beautiful flowers that

grow on this Earth...

Of all the stars that glow in the heavens and the universe... you above

all are more beautiful in my eyes. No man has seen nor beheld such a

Princess or Goddess as I behold in you.

And I have now seen such beauty, warmth, and

grace... as I have seen the depths of your beautiful

eyes. But, alas my heart may never know the honor of

holding you, feeling the warmth of your kiss, or the

tenderness of your arms. Because of our age difference...

my heart will be filled with the honor of having to just

behold your warmth and beauty within my dreams...

But will be saddened to wake in the mornings to find

you not there... Only in my dreams will we love, laugh,

and go through the adventures of life... For you M'Lady... I wish you

all the happiness, love and joy

that life has to offer, and that all your hopes,

wishes and dreams will always come true for you...

I pray that you may honor me by us becoming

friends... and in time more...

but M'Lady, my Princess, I will honor your

desires... and will respect all your wishes... But

in my heart... you will forever be...

In all I have written M'Lady... I am very sincere...

and hope for that which may not be meant to

be...that we may find Camelot together... By Your Leave M'Lady... and

with the most honor and

respect I can give...

I remain., your Servant and Knight forever should

you ever have need of me...

mcgregor

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My poem

Of all the Moon Beams and Solar Eclipses

Of all the stars & Planets in the sky

You above all are the weirdest.

I have never beheld such a creepiness as I have since receiving your

poem.

Your eyes, wanting to see if they are dilated, if only that hat

wasn*t there, M*Wrangler

Age is only a # to some but the fact remains I could have step children

only a couple

Of years younger and be a grandmother by the time I*m 35.

In your dreams is where I*ll have to stay M*Weirdness.

May your thoughts be of good cheer and know that some where out on the

M*Range

Where the deer and the antelope roam, is your M*Lady, Princess ,

Goddess.

For it is not I that wishes to procreate this planet with you

I will remain, far, far, far, away

M*Logan

Enjoy!  

part 2-another one bites the dust

Victim 2-food blower

Ya like how I come up with the names for them?

Ok, so I’ve tried on line dating several times.  I don’t normally put myself out there so I’ve come to realize I’ve got to step out of my box in order to meet anyone.  It doesn’t always go the way I want it to.  On this one occasion I had agreed to meet this guy for lunch.  I had a sinus infection but knew if I put it off I would back out.  So here I go.  I get to the restaurant and we meet.  He’s nice.  I’ll admit I did have a hard time hearing him with my ears stopped up.  Our meals arrive and as I’m getting ready to take my first bite I hear this loud blowing noise.  I look up to find him blowing his food like he’s a 4 year old.  Come on, there’s a way to let food cool off and blowing it off the fork is not it.  I could not believe with my stopped up ears I could hear him blowing his food.  I know I didn’t give him much of a chance but that was annoying and embarrassing.  If I could hear it, the entire restaurant definitaly  hear it.  We finished our meal and he asked if I wanted to go do anything else.  I couldn’t.  Seriously, first impressions do matter.  I know  he had probably made some woman a great husband but my 4 year old nephew doesn’t even do that.

Ok so I read this again and I do realize I'm the nutcase.

TLo

Stay tuned for another one....