I don’t care what you think!

For those who don’t know too much about my personal life, you will probably be lost in this post. But if you still enjoy it, than good I guess. But anyone with half a brain will pretty much get what I’m saying and what this is about. my intentions here are not to bad mouth anyone, but if I start venting, I am not going to name name’s because I am not here for slandering. I could if I really wanted to and yes, I could get really mean, but I am not like that. The person that this is towards to probably doesn’t even know about this site and probably has never been on here. But if this person happens to run across here, good for you.

I know that you think you are doing so much better than I am, but you are so far from the truth. I find it sad that you feel you have the need to make me look like the one who is failing when it is YOU that chose to go the other route. You have no idea how hard I have been working to heal myself from all the damage that you have done. I really don’t care even if you did have an idea. You can continue to live in that sick little world of yours and think that everything you “supposedly” know is right. I don’t care. You know why? Because I am making something out of myself. I have a job that I am doing incredibly well at and if you knew how much I was making, boy, blood would be boiling and I would secretly enjoy that. I was able to get out of enough debt to get a new car. BY MYSELF! I am a good mother dammit and I don’t really give a rats ass if you think I am or not. Your past does not erase everything that has happened. I know people make mistakes. I hope one of these days you will be big enough to pull your head out of your ass and realize that people can overcome from their mistakes, grow up and move on. i wish that you would grow up and stop blaming me for YOUR mistakes.  Yes, there is a lot of bitterness. but I don’t let that rule my life. I have a lot to live for and 3 lives that depend on me. We are best friends and living our life to the fullest. I am able to provide for them in ways that you never can or will. I hope that one of these days you will grow up, be responsible and be part of their lives. They deserve to have the best of both worlds. I am happy for you that you found someone. REALLY. I hope you have learned from your mistakes and treat her better than you treated me. I hope that she brings out the best in you because everyone deserves happiness. Be good to her. Despite what you think, I work my butt off for these kids to give them the necessesities of life. And more. Because they deserve it. I love them more than you would ever know or even comprehend. I don’t care if you believe me or not. Your opinion of me does not matter. This post is to merely get my thoughts out. I mean, that is the whole point of blogging. Good luck to you.
And Leave me alone.

Don’t suffocate me

So my hate for being in crowds seem to grow more and more everyday. For example, I hate going in the store and knowing that you have to get more than what you can carry, grudgingly you grab a cart to start on your journey of hell. All you want to do is get what you need and get out of there. Yes, there are people that like to look around. Fine, whatever. But do you think maybe, just maybe that when you are looking at that fabulous little craft that you are dying to have, that you can move your fat ass out of the way so some people can get through? I just love the fact that when you are trying to get through, people SEE that you need to pass, but they still stand there pretending that they didn’t notice you. Even though you looked at their eyes and saw them shift into your direction. So politely you say ‘excuse me’……. Still nothing…. You say it again….still nothing. Well since they are not being respectful of you and MOVING, then they have no right to bitch if you just move their cart yourself and go on your merry way.

Another favorite is when you are walking down an aisle minding your business and some stupid 10 year olds come dashing in front of you cutting you off, not caring what damage they have done or could have done. It’s time like this if your kids did it, you would be annoyed, but deal because they are indeed YOUR KIDS. But when it’s other peoples kids, it makes you want to grab that over-ripe orange and throw it into the back of their head and watch all the juices fly everywhere is sheer delight.

Have you ever been to a Costco on a Saturday? It’s like Christmas every time. And holy shit if you get in  someone’s way of them getting  some free food from the demonstrators,  kiss your ass goodbye.  You will never feel the same way again once you get the look of fury from an old grandma getting in the way of her drinking her prune juice.  It’s so funny how so many people out their try to teach their children to be a ‘good citizen’ and to  ‘do good for others’.  How about teaching your children to stop being such an ass at Costco and realize you are not the only person who has to suffer the recklessness of the other cart drivers. Sometimes I imagine what hell is like, and I think I figured it out. It’s Costco on Saturdays……..