How I Met your Father...

With tomorrow being Valentine's Day I thought I'd give the sweet story of how I met my husband and ended up marrying him.

It was 2002, and I was going through a rough time in life. At 20 years old, I had a baby, and was already getting ready to divorce the man I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with. So when he moved out I went a little "buckwild". I partied every weekend that I didn't have my daughter, and went out with every guy I could.

I had friends staying with me to help with the bills, and they were always bringing new people over. I never did anything when my daughter was with me, so when she was gone I let loose. My apartment was known as the place to party, so random people were in and out all the time.

One weekend right before Valentine's Day, my friend got a call from this guy she knew. He wanted to know what she was doing hat night. She told him she was partying at my house and that he was more than welcome to come hang out. He asked if he could bring a friend, and of course a party is always better with more people, so she said sure.

When he showed up, we both realized we knew each other, and started catching up. I didn't even notice the guy that came with him,that was  until I went to my kitchen & he was in there chatting with other people. I introduced myself, and said "Welcome to my Humble Abode" (yeah I was a bit of a weirdo). He said "thanks for having me, its a fun party", and that's when I really noticed him. He had the biggest blue eyes, a sweet smile, and a very sexy voice!

As the night progressed ( and the drinks kept coming), my friend pulled out the new video camera she got for Christmas. She was taping everyone and having a good time, but she was on the other end of the camera so I took it from her so she could be in some of the video. Apparently I wasn't as concerned as I thought about having her in the video, because I kept the camera on him for 30 mins. Yes, 30 mins of me just staring at him from the back of a video camera!! That's creeper material right there.  Then  he started dancing to N'SYNCs song Bye Bye Bye; he knew every step, and I was hooked!!

He made his move on me and we stayed up all night talking. The guys went home the next day, but came back that evening (the other guy & my friend hit it off too) to spend some more time with us. That was a Sunday which meant my daughter was going to be coming home. Apparently the new guy missed the memo about me having a baby (the pics on my walls weren't a dead give away or anything) and was a little freaked out. He started asking my friends about her, and giving me the 3rd degree. It was close to her bedtime so I gave her a bath, and fed her a bottle. She fell asleep, I put her to bed, and went back to hang out. I left the room for seriously 2 secs and when I came back both the guys were gone. I asked where they had gone and my friend wasn't entirely sure. So I go upstairs and what do I see? Both the guys looking over my sleeping baby in her crib. Ok now I'm freaked the F out.. What the Hell are these guys doing? They proceed to tell me they both have nephews that they adore and think sleeping babies are sweet & innocent. I'm a little less freaked out, but still think they may be the creeper type.

We spent a few weeks together, learned things about each other, and took the baby for walks to the local park. During all of this I was moving out of my apartment and he helped move my stuff. He was such a good guy and with everything I was going through he stuck by me.

We took a little trip just the 2 of us after about a month after dating. While walking on the beach, he turned to me and said "I have never felt this way about any girl I have ever been with, will you marry me?" Of course I was going through a horrible divorce and wasn't in any place to be with another guy, but there was something about him that made me feel safe and wanted. He stuck with me through all I was going through, loved my little girl like she was his, and always had my back.

Once we found out I was pregnant with our son, we decided it was time to make it official. My divorce was final, and we thought what better time to do it then Valentine's Day. I was 6 1/2 months pregnant, and wanted to be married before the baby arrived; so we called our 2 friends, met at them at the courthouse, and got married by the Justice of the Peace. Afterwards he took to Wendy's for lunch, ran by the grocery to get me ice cream, and then went to work. That was how our first night of marriage went. Pretty exciting right?!

This Valentine's Day marks our 10 year wedding anniversary (a total of 11 years together), and it has been the best 10 years ever. We have had another child, and experienced so many exciting things together. I can't wait to spend many more years with this amazing guy.

What can I say we are retarded for each other <3

Why do people still live in the Stone Age?

Why do people still stand around in judgement? Especially people in the religious community? I'm sure this is probably going to ruffle a few feathers, but you know, this is my blog and if you don't like what I have to say you can leave.

This past Monday a teacher at a high school here in IN has started a group to keep gay/lesbian couples from going to the prom. She said that those children "have no purpose". Really?? What kind of Fucktard says that about a child? I know they are in high school, but they are still kids. With all the bullying and suicides in children, doesn't she know that doesn't help the matter?

We are all different in our own ways, but we are all still children of God. I'm not a person who attends church on a regular basis, but that doesn't mean I don't know The Bible or believe in God. I know it says in The Bible, Thou shall not judge, less he be judged. So all these haters out there saying the LGBT have no purpose makes them look stupid in every way; because in the same sentence they say my God wouldn't allow that.

God loves all his children regardless of race, religion, gender, or sexual orientation. Seriously people get your head out of your ass and join the rest of the world here in 2013.

A Friend posted a rant on her Facebook page about this too, and made very valid points about how we are all unique, and she doesn't hate people because of the way they are. She accepts everyone, and if they can't accept her the same way, then they shouldn't be friends. I can't agree with her more!

This world is going to shit, and people are still worried about who you are having sex with. We have a huge deficit in our country, lots of seniors of going to potentially lose their Social Security benefits, and education sucks. Yet there are still people  concerned about what goes on in the privacy of your home.

There is a Facebook page supporting the students who want to go to prom as they are, whether they are gay, lesbian, straight, what have you. I have liked the page and if you agree, I hope you will like the page too.

Lets help these kids have one of the most memorable nights of High School!

Here is the link to the page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Support-the-Sullivan-High-School-Prom-for-All-Students/611335158883992?ref=stream

What is your biggest pet peeve??

I have a few pet peeves. When people do things that irritate the shit out of me I just want to slap the life out of them.

One thing that peeves me is when I'm talking to someone about something and another person chimes in with their 2 cents that has absolutely nothing to do with what Im talking about. For example I was recently talking to someone about IU basketball, and this random person starts talking about Michigan State football. First of all, I was talking about basketball, and second of all I could give 2 shits about Michigan State football! Take that mess somewhere else!!

Another thing is when people interrupt me. This kinda goes hand in hand with the first one. If I'm talking and you interrupt me with stupid nonsense I'm going to dick punch you. Nothing irritates me more than someone who interrupts me. My kids do it all the time, and since its illegal to punch my kids, I just wave them away and keep on talking. Seriously, if what you have to say is so important that you have to butt in to my conversation while I'm talking, then you better be dying!!

I don't know about you guys but do these things piss you off?? If not, what does? I would love to hear what makes you guys mad enough to spit nails.

Do you know what Kmart sells??

Back in the summer the kids & I were going to go camping with Momma Liz, Poppa Mike & the boys. We decided to stay at the house instead of actually go to a camp site. We pitched a tent in the back yard, grilled food, had a fire, drank a few adult drinks. You know had a good time. While sitting out by the fire I'm telling them about what I saw at Kmart during one of my recent trips there. This is how the conversation went...

Me: So I was at Kmart the other day and I'm walking down the aisle with all the hair doo-hickeys. At the end of the aisle the have a small section full of pregnancy tests, condoms, lube.. You know somewhat sex stuff. And you will never believe what I saw..

Momma Liz: What?!?

Me: They sell VIBRATORS!!!! Like 2 different kinds. One you can take with you on the go, it even comes with a special carrying bag; and one you can leave at home that has several different attachments. Can you believe that? FREAKING VIBRATORS.. AT KMART!!!!!!!

During this entire conversation, Poppa Mike, is quietly sitting watching the fire...

Poppa Mike: Was it part of the Martha Stewart Collection?

Both Momma Liz & I spew our drinks out, and are laughing so hard we both have to run to the bathroom to keep from pissing ourselves!

Just another fun filled camping trip with Momma & Poppa!

Open Letter to my "family"

It's been a year since shit hit the fan with my family. I have stayed quiet and let them tell their side of the story to everyone, and blast me all of Facebook.

Today I break my silence..

Dear Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, and anyone else who thinks they are involved,

It has been almost a year since we moved  & all of you disowned me. Today I'm ready to  tell you what I think about the whole situation, and give my side of the story to those of you who wouldn't give me a chance to explain things. Now let me be clear, this in no way is an apology, or a reach out to any of you. I have come to terms with the fact that we are no longer family, and I'm ok with that. I don't need you, nor do I want you in my life. I'm simply putting my side out there so people will stop thinking I'm some kind of horrible person who uses and abuses people to get what I want. I have changed names, but most of you will be able to figure out who you are due to the things that you said or did, and that's your guilt you have to live with, not mine.

When we moved to NC we were given a "hand up", not a "hand out", your words not mine. I was totally agreeable to that. I didn't want everything given to me, I simply wanted to A) be around family I hadn't seen in years B) get back on my feet after a horrible disaster that was my life in FL and C) introduce my children to my side of the family. There were stipulations, and a contract was signed by myself, my husband, and the Aunt & Uncle that were helping us the most. Everything that was in the contract my husband and I abided by. We both had jobs in the allotted time that was given, and we paid bills and rent. There where times, yes, that we were late on rent, but since "Nina" was our landlord, and my boss, I would always let her know if we were going to be late. She worked with us, and was somewhat pleasant about it. I know she had been burned before and I didn't want to be one more person to do that to her.

"Nina" always said she would help where she could, but whenever we would get behind she would tell me to get another job. Well that was never an option because, as you all know, I had three children at home. I would have had to get a sitter and all the extra money that was made would have gone to that sitter. She said she would watch the kids whenever she could, but she was always so busy. "Collette" was always too busy working to support her and her boyfriend, so she was never able to watch them either. The only person who ever watched my children for me was "Hunter", and she was dropped from the family too when "Ralph" decided he wanted to be with a drug addict instead of her.

The entire time we lived there I think we spent maybe 7 days together, and most of that was holidays. I invited everyone to everything we did, but no one ever came. My children's birthday's and my own were spent with friends we made while there. Which was fine with me, but one of the reasons we moved there was to get reacquainted. I was never asked if I wanted to go on little shopping dates with "Nina" & "Collette", or go have lunch or just hang out. All things that I was told would happen. I'm not upset about that, but Geez you would tell my kids you where going to come over, or take them somewhere & then you flaked. You can do that to me, I'll get over it, but I'll be damned if you are going to upset my children!

I was told on the regular by "Nina" what a horrible mother I had. She would call her names, like Fag Hag, or a Gold Digging Whore. I know my mother was not the best mother in the world, but she was my mom, and screw all of you who think she failed in that department. She was the best person in the world, and none of you can deny that. She would have given you the shirt right off her back, and if I remember correctly did just that for a few of you. She was always there to help get you out of sticky situations. I may have been young when she died, but I wasn't stupid, and I have learned several things about her over the years, that being one of them. My mom was a strong independent person, and the fact that she chose to raise my sister and I alone is commendable. I hope that I am half the mom she was. I miss her everyday and think about her every minute, do you guys even remember what she looks like without looking at a picture? I'm sure you don't since the moment she was in the ground all you had to say about her were nasty, filthy things. I would NEVER speak ill of anyone who had passed, even if they weren't the best person. You, "Nina" should be ashamed of yourself, she was your sister for Christ's sake!! I bet "Nina" never told any of you that she said those things did she? Of course I'm sure she will deny it now anyway, but I know, as do several other people, because when she said them to me I got very upset, and those people where there for me.

We had gotten behind again, and "Nina" and I talked about things I told her I could have all the money owed to her by February 6th. She agreed to that and Ross & I saved every paycheck we got. There were nights he & I didn't eat because we didn't have the money for enough food for all of us. We made sure the kids had breakfast, lunch & dinner. Then she came to me and asked me to sign my van over to her, you know just in case. Really? Did she not have the faith in us that we could get caught up? WOW thank you for that, it really means a bunch! So I signed it over, that way when we paid like I said we would, she could eat her words! Not that she would, because in her eyes, she is never wrong!

Then The Husband and I found out about his mother being sick, and we both started thinking about what we were going to do. We wanted our children to be with their grandmother for however long she may have, but we also didn't want to flake out on the responsibilities we had there. I went to "Nina" and told her what we had just found out, and you know what she said to me? " We are all going to die, whats the big deal?" Seriously, who says that? A cold heartless bitch, that's who! She said if she got sick she wouldn't want her kids around to see her like that. ("Collette", "Scott" be aware that if she gets sick, she doesn't want you to stop living your life or come around) My mother in law didn't want us to stop living our lives either, but we decided we wanted to spend all the time we could with her. If that meant moving back home, then so be it.

So the Monday after we talked to my mother in law, The Husband put in several applications here in IN. He got a call on Wednesday of that week for an interview that Friday. He was going to go alone, see how it went and then we were going to make a final decision when he got back, but it didn't work out that way. That same night we got a call from The Husband's brother that their mom was  in the hospital. He wanted to have a family meeting about how we were all going to help out. He asked if we could all come home, so I called "Nina" and told her I was going to be out for Thursday & Friday and why I would be out. She couldn't understand why we all needed to go. Well you see, my mother in law can't get sick, if she does it will turn into something major every time. She can't take medicine because her body can't break it down, therefore, getting sick could be major bad news!

We drove back to IN, and on the way I received a call from my friend who was taking care of our dogs. She said "Nina" told her she would do it. I said fine, as long as they are being taken care of. The Husband got the job, and we made our final decision to move back. We talked it over with my sister, and the in laws, and thought it best to leave the kids and just come back there, pack our stuff & leave. So that's what we did!

On the way back, we got several calls and text messages from people asking what was going on, that "Nina" & " Collette" were talking shit. So I called "Nina" to talk about what she heard & what she was telling people. She told me she didn't have time for lies, blah blah blah, and then hung up on me. OK.. Not sure what lies she thinks I told, but whatever. Yes, I failed to mention The Husband had a job interview, but I wasn't going to say anything until we knew whether or not he had the job. My purpose in going was to see my mother in law, which is exactly what I did.

We got to the house and we started packing our stuff. When we woke up we had a rental truck ready for us, and we went to pick it up. Apparently, "Nina" was at our house first thing in the morning and when we weren't there she called me & started threatening to call the police if I didn't return "her" van. It was only "her" van because she made me sign it over. I told her we would drop it off at the office with the keys in it. Which is exactly what we did. Of course then "Collette" starts blowing my cell phone up with text messages about how horrible I am, and that her mother paid all our bills blah blah blah. That because her mother was paying our bills, she couldn't get new glasses or contacts. Well I got news for you honey, your mom didn't pay any of our bills. If she had then our shit wouldn't have been on the disconnect lists or late, and The Husband & I wouldn't have had to skip meals just so the kids could eat. Besides, you are a grown ass woman, pay for your own shit. Or maybe make your lazy ass boyfriend get a job, instead of sitting on his ass all day smoking weed! Of course "Collette" told me my mother would be so disappointed in me for acting like that. Ummmm EXCUSE ME???? No she wouldn't, my mom would have been proud that I stood up for her, even in death, and that I didn't let anyone push me around! How the hell would she know if my mom would be disappointed in me anyway, she was 7 when she died.

When we get the truck back to the house we notice, all my belongs from the office had been dropped off, and that "Nina" had taken things that she had given us. Ok what are we in elementary school, and now we are Indian Givers? Whatever, that's neither here nor there, but it makes me wonder, did she go through my house & my things? What else did she take?

We get all of our stuff packed, or at least what we could get in the truck. This meant lots of things where left behind, including several bags of trash. Since she took the only other mode of transportation, I left those things for her to deal with. The trash, the furniture, and anything else. I did clean up as I went, so the house wasn't dirty. I'm sure she said otherwise, but again, no one took time to listen to me, so whatever. I did leave a note telling her we appreciated everything she did for us, and that I hated it had to go down like this. It also let her know I didn't take anything that was hers, such as movies she had loaned us. We locked the door and drove off into the night.

We get back to IN and my sister comes to the house to tell me that "Collette" had blasted the note all over Facebook, and has tagged our entire family in it. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!?!? How old are you "Collette", cause you act like you are still in high school. Get your shit together and grow up! My sister tells me that she, my niece, and my brother in law all asked to be untagged that they didn't want any part in it. Of course there are cousins making comments about what a bitch I am, and uncles saying I told you so. Told them so what? You had nothing to do with me the moment my mom died, so anything you could have "told" them would have been hearsay because I haven't talked to you in almost 20 years. And when I say talk, I mean carry on a conversation, not just a few words here and there in passing! People that were supposed to be my friends, deleted me & said they would pray for me. I don't need prayers, I don't need God, I don't need anything from anyone. I have my kids, my loving husband, my in laws, my sister, brother in law, niece and a shit ton of friends. Random strangers are saying horrible things about me, all because she put a note that I wrote on there and blew it all out of context, just to make me look bad. I check my email, and you will never believe it, they have hacked my personal account, and deleted everything. Emails between my attorney, emails from friends, contacts, the whole thing. Who would do that?

Like I said it's been a year since all this happened. We are way better off now. The Husband is a Certified Cable Technician and makes damn good money. Enough money that I don't have to work if I don't want to! We are in the house buying process, and are putting an offer in on a house tomorrow. My children are so much happier to have their "real" family around. I was able to see my niece, get married, and was one of the first people she called when she found out she was pregnant. So yeah, I am doing great,  and we are all happy as can be. We did it all by ourselves, with no help from any of you, or any one else for that matter. If anything you guys taught us to never, ever rely on anyone, especially family, for anything. Family will screw you over just as quick as a friend would. So thanks for helping us realize that!

Sincerely
Scandell

Be original, its more interesting

There are few things that annoy me. The main annoyance is people trying to play things off as their own, when everyone knows good & well they copied it!

I used to be friends with this chic who always told people she was Buddhist and believed in saving the world.That wasnt the problem I had with her. The problem was that she didn't even know what it meant to be Buddihst, she just knew a few people that claimed they were too, and thought it was cool.  How can a person claim to be a religion without knowing what it entailed? You look like a dumbass when you talk about it!!

Then she was all about organic shit. Ok Im all for saving the world, but not at the cost of eat dirt & taking water in a bath that everyone else has already used! She wears organic clothes (whatever those are) and makes her poor kids do it it too.

She breastfed her kid til she was like 3, because she read that it was best thing to do. Again I'm all for breastfeeding, I did it with my kids. But when they could sit up & walk, it was time to stop. I know a lot of people breastfeed for a while & to each their own, but I think its a little much when your child comes up, pulls your boob out & starts drinking!

Now she is trying to sell shit she made from ideas on Pinterest. Ummm I can go on there & make the same shit.. FOR FREE.. There is no way in hell I would pay you to make something I can make.

There are several other things she does, that are clearly not her idea, and I would love to call her out, but it will only cause problems.. and well.. I got 99 problems, but this BITCH ain't one!

Ann Landers once said, Copying is a form of flattery, I can think of a shit ton of others way you can flatter a person. Trying to be like them is not one of them.

Moral of the story.. BE ORIGINAL!

Life with a Pre-Pubesent Girl

As I'm sure you can tell from my profile I have 3 kids. My oldest daughter is 11 (will be 12 in August), my son is 9, (will be 10 in March) and my youngest daughter is 7 (will be 8 in August).

I don't remember how I was when I was going through puberty, but Holy Drama Queen Batman, my 11 year old is going to drive me completely nutty before its all said & done! She is an emotional roller coaster every day, and you never know what you are going to get when you talk to her. Attitude, tears, or happiness.

It was the night before the last day of school, for Christmas break. She was going to have a party the next day & wanted to wear something nice, so we were in her room trying to pick something out. She has this cute gold dress, but it is sleeveless and she doesn't have a sweater to wear over it. When I told her she couldn't wear it, she threw herself on the bed, flopping all over it, and crying. Oh My God kid, get a grip, its a freaking dress!!! I gave her several other options to wear that were just as cute, but they were not acceptable. Finally I gave up and told her to go naked for all I cared.

The next morning school was canceled due to snow! Ha take that kid!! She wore it around the house & for our family Christmas so she was happy.

Then the other night while I was tucking them in for bed & she got really mouthy! I said something about assuming they had done what they were asked, and she spouted off at the mouth " Yeah well you know what assuming does don't you?" OH HELL NO LITTLE GIRL!! I told her to watch her mouth or next time she will wish she hadn't learned to speak! She blurted back, "you shouldn't have taught us what it means then" Umm I also taught you what the middle finger meant ( she used it when she was younger, so I had to explain to her it was not appropriate) that doesn't give you the right to use it!!

Today she woke up in the best mood! Gave me a hug, said Good Morning, and told me she loved me. Aww, that's my sweet little girl. Why can't she be like this all the time? I'm sure when I get home I will hear all about how her brother & sister pissed her off several times & how she wishes she was an only child. Until then I'm going to relish in the fact that she talked to me today, because that may be a different story tomorrow.

I can't even imagine what it will be like when she actually gets her period, and has PMS. At least I know what I have to look forward to when the youngest starts going through it! Lord help us all when both of them start!! Anyone else deal with this kind of madness from their daughter? Will it get worse before it gets better, or am I just screwed??