Song for Today

It's like someone knew my life story...

My good buddy asked me, "Buddy why don't you drink?"
And I said, "It's probably better I don't"
He said, "There's a lotta girls in this here bar that we could chase"
I said, "Trust me It's probably better I don't
Cause I used to be an all nighter
I'm a hell of a back slider
I've been around the block more than a time or two
And I can promise you
I've drank my weight in booze
And I've been known to get on stage in nothing but my boots"

So it's better I don't, Cause believe me I will
I get looser than a line on a fishing reel
Dare me don't do, don't think I won't,
take it all off, turn it all on
Get buck wild, hell bent, and stoned It's better I don't

Well I was wearing the cuffs, when the warden said, "Just tell me the truth"
And I said, "Sir, it's probably better I don't"
And I was up on the stand, and the judge said, "Just tell me what happened man"
And I said, "Buddy it's probably better I don't, but since you asked
I was mindin' my own business at a hundred and five
I was a county road cruisin'
out running the blue lights
I was on the home stretch,
I was roundin' that last curve,
Well I ran out of gas and that's when I learn"

It's better I don't, cause believe me I will
I get looser than a line on a fishing reel
Dare me don't do, don't think I won't, take it all off, turn it all on
Get buck wild, hell bent, and stoned.
It's better I don't

Now there's things I don't remember,
There's things that I do
But I don't know the half of what I got into

And it's better I don't, cause believe me I will
I get looser than a line on your fishing reel
Dare me don't do, don't think I won't take it all off, turn it all on
Get buck wild, hell bent, and stoned.
Drunk dial somebody on the phone
Drink too many beers and drive a Harley home
It's better I don't.

I want John

Is it wrong that I want to drive a John Deer tractor around sometimes?

Just look at this sexy beast. Doesn't it just scream "Ride Me!"?

One statement

One statement.

One sentence.

One thought.

Can ruin everything.

And that’s just not fair.

He will just have to die without me

Emphysema - a chronic, irreversible disease of the lungs characterized by abnormal enlargement of air spaces in the lungs accompanied by destruction of the tissue lining the walls of the air spaces.

He’s dying. Doc’s have given him two years.

Sis spent last weekend with Dad. She came home with some very interesting news. Dad, the man I fear most in the whole world, wants to make amends because he’s dying. Hear that? He wants to clear HIS conscience because HE doesn’t want to die with bad feelings between us.

Are you kidding me???

For thirty years, this man tormented my life, and he thinks that if I forgive him and start to talk to him again, it’ll wash away all the horrible memories I have? Does he really think it’ll all go away? Does he think it’ll make things better?

Here are some things I’ve written about him in the past….

http://blogramblings101.blogspot.com/2010/10/getting-to-know-absent-parent_13.html

http://blogramblings101.blogspot.com/2010/05/zip-dee-doo-dah-zip-dee-ay.html

http://blogramblings101.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-remember.html

http://blogramblings101.blogspot.com/2012/01/monster-or-just-sad-man.html

I couldn’t believe he even said those words out loud to Sis. I just can’t.

I think he’ll just have to accept that his actions over the last thirty years, have consequences. And I hope it doesn’t take him two years to realize why.

Happy Birthday, Bro.

Happy Sunday!

Today, my bro-in-law celebrates his 27th birthday.

Happy Birthday, Squid!

Celebrated by having BIG burgers….

Kyle wins truck race at Charlotte

I miss having someone to call or be excited with, when Kyle Busch wins.

Just sayin'


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I dove in.

So I did it.

I took the plunge into online dating.

I have a few coworkers that do the online dating thing, so I thought I’d try it. They don’t have any success stories, but they do have stories that I can’t believe are true and figured they would provide me with TONS to blog and gossip about. Honestly Readers, people ARE crazy.

Within two days of signing up, I think every single man on the site had sent me a message. <sigh>

After a few days of reading and watching what people had to say, I went out on a limb, and went out. It wasn’t the experience I had hoped for, so immediately felt defeated. Yep. After just one date.

I got discouraged about what I was finding. It just wasn’t what I was looking for. Perhaps I was on the wrong site? In hoping that was all it was, I signed up for another site. Again, it didn’t take long before my inbox was full.

The discouragement continued, until a coworker said “don’t be afraid of what you’ll find”.

With that, I logged back on, not afraid of what I would find. And you know what I found? A guy. A guy that was my type. A guy that held descent conversation. A guy that, if given enough of a chance, could rock my world.

We hung out last night, and I had an amazing time. He’s smart, tells great stories, and allows me to be me. There is still so much for me to learn about him, but I’m in no rush.

He knows nothing about NASCAR, so I think maybe I’ve been given a challenge. Perhaps Kyle Busch will have a new fan before the end of the season. Although he did tell me he wouldn’t put a #18 on his truck.  :-(    We’ll see if we can change that too.

Enough from me. I hope everyone has a great weekend. I think I’ll be busy getting to know a new certain someone.

NASCAR All-Star Race

To have a rivalry … you need a rival.

For every David … a Goliath.

For every Hatfield … A McCoy.

Every Cale Yarborough … needs a Bobby Allison.

For every fight … a ring to settle it in.

In order to finish First … somebody’s gotta finish Second.

I hate Second.

Love your rivals … Cause you need someone to beat.

Happy Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day to all the amazing women out there.

Randomness.

Hi Readers.

Now that I have a new laptop, there shouldn’t be any excuses for not blogging. So, let’s play catch up…

Roomies came back from Cabo. Look what they caught?

Spent last Sunday at the Natural History Museum in LA. Was a really great place. I learned a lot, which is great because it would seem silly to go there and NOT learn. :-/

This skinny bike was SO hard to ride. But they both tried..

Sis played with antlers, while I tried to escape the Polar Bear…

One of our trainers is headed out to Hawaii to start scouting for an upcoming movie. Guess what that means? That means I get to housesit. Being one block from work is so great. Yay for sleeping in longer. And yay for no 45 minute drive to work.

 

Hope everyone has a great weekend!

Newest toy

Guess what I just got, y’all?!?

A brand new laptop.

Yep. Brand new. First time I’ve ever had a brand new one.

I feel like such an adult. Funny how that works. And I didn’t need anyone’s approval. I went out on a limb and picked it out myself. Nobody looked over my shoulder telling me I was picking the wrong kind. Nobody was trying to convince me that I needed features that I didn’t. It was just me and my knowledge of computers that brought me this beauty.

And now I have a place to hide all my stuff. :-)

Wish List: Part 2

26.) If you had to order from a kid's menu, what would you get? Chicken Nuggets or Spaghetti.

27.) Do you speak any other languages? I'm fluent in sarcasm. Does that count?

28.) Do you use Twitter? Yep - find me.

29.) Do you go onto YouTube? Only to look up commercials we've done.

30.) Do you play Angry Birds? Hell no. I have too many other games to waste my time.

31.) Do you like theme parties? Sure. They can be really fun.

32.) Do you like current cartoons? No. I miss Bugs Bunny and The Road Runner.

33.) Have you ever cried because you were so happy? Oh yeah!

34.) Who would you like to see in concert? RM#1 and I are going to see Jason Aldean in October, so I guess that's who I'll go with. He was amazing the first time I saw him. This time I don't expect anything less.

35.) Can you swim well? Yep. Like a pro.

36.) Ever won a contest? No. But I don't normally enter them.

37.) Ever won a giveaway? Nope.

38.) Do you get a full 8 hours of sleep every night? Heck no. I'm lucky if I get six full hours a night. If I could stay asleep, then maybe I would.

39.) What tea do you like? Plain Lipton tea. Plain.

40.) What mixed drink do you like? Hmm...does Jager Bombs count?

41.) Do you shop at Walmart? Yep.

42.) Do you shop at Target? Yep.

43.) What do you order at your local coffee shop? I don't go to coffee shops cause I don't drink coffee. Ew.

44.) Do you drink bottled or tap water? Bottled.

45.) Do you like homemade meals? Yes, I just don't like to be the one to cook them.

46.) Do you like homemade baked goods? Yes, but again....

47.) Do you shop online? I do, only because I don't like to shop in stores.

48.) Name 3 online stores you would like to shop at: That I'd LIKE to shop at? Ok - how about Macy's, Target, and Fredrick's of Hollywood.

49.) What holiday don't you like? Halloween. Such a stupid holiday.

50.) What do you eat more when you're sick? McDonald's. For some unknown reason, it makes me feel better.

Wish List: Part 1

1.) What are 3 things on your Wish list and why? New car (cause its about time), vacation (cause I just wish), and maybe a NASCAR race in Phoenix (cause I've never seen a race there).

2.) What do you miss about your childhood? No responsibilities. Didn't need to impress anyone. Lived by my own rules.

3.) What do you do on your spare time on the weekends? Watch the NASCAR races.

4.) What do you appreciate most in your life? I'd say time with family, but we all know I'd be kidding. So, my job. It allows everything else in my life to flow smoothly.

5.) Would you rather be rich or healthy? I supposed the right answer here is healthy, but I'll be honest, I wish I was rich.

6.) If you could go back in time would you and why? Yes. There are a few things I'd change. Like I certainly wouldn't have spent six years in a relationship that was doomed from the beginning.

7.) Favorite game as a child? Hide and Seek.

8.) What is your dream career? Stay at home mommy.

9.) What do you do in your free time? Watch TV, blog, text...

10.) Favorite clothing stores? I don't like to shop, so when I do, I keep it simple: Target.

11.) What TV shows can't you live without? NCIS

12.) 3 things you need in your life are: food, sleep, and my car.

13.) What can't you sleep without? Must have the TV on to fall asleep. Otherwise, I lay there with my thoughts, and THAT is dangerous.

14.) What are you currently a nerd for? A game called "Candy Crush". If you haven't played it yet, so download it. You'll be hooked, I promise. It's like crack. I can't stop.

15.) What is your favorite seasoning? Salt. My salt addiction causes some people to cringe, but whatev. It's my addiction.

16.) What is your favorite wild animal? Black Panther. Beau-ti-ful!

17.) Name 3 of your favorite childhood shows: Family Matters, Charlie's Angels, and Full House.

18.) If you could live as a character in a movie who would it be? Cinderella.

19.) Favorite vegetable? Does artichoke count?

20.) Favorite Fruit? Strawberries!!

21.) If you had a dragon what would you name it? Howler

22.) What do you put on hot dogs? Ketchup

23.) Do you play online games? Yep. I'm a nerd.

24.) What's your favorite way to get inspired? A swift kick in the ass by a friend.

25.) Do you have a middle name? Sure do.

How I learned to install Windows

Circa 1999. I was living in a one bedroom apartment in Corpus Christi, TX. The Internet was just starting to become popular among my peers, so I spent as much time as a given day provided, talking to people in AOL chat rooms and playing Slingo. For hours and hours on end. I would totally ignore all of my responsibilities, and The X (then live-in boyfriend), hated it.

One day, he got up and left for work (I didn't have a job at the time and had only JUST fallen asleep from being up all night on the computer). Before he left, he uninstalled Windows from the computer so that I couldn't wake up and go back on it. Not only Windows, but he had made it almost impossible to navigate through DOS.

Asshole.

I was so mad at the time. Today, I know a little more about responsibility, but then, I can remember being so ANGRY. I said to myself, "You're computer savvy. You've watched him do this before. WWMD?"

I knew my way around DOS enough to get started, but ultimately I failed. When he got home, I watched every single thing he did. Beginning to end. Almost photographic.

I wasn't EVER going to be kept from the Internet again.

And that, is what led me to became interested in building computers. The hardware part of computers has always been more intriguing to me than the software part.

For some things, it's not worth going back

With every breakup or divorce, something always gets lost, thrown away, or just simply kept by the other person out of spite or sheer desire to hold onto a memory. It's happened in every one of my breakups, and even in my divorce.

This time, it's a stupid ashtray. I know, I know. It's JUST an ashtray. But it was a cool ashtray. And it was a gift.




I forgot this at JK's house when I left with all my stuff. And I'm bummed. But not bummed enough to ask for it back. I don't want any communication with him whatsoever. I've blocked him and his crazy stalker friend from every part of my life. Email, chat, social media. All of it. Too bad it took me THIS long. Although I feel it wasn't six and a half wasted years, I do feel like I should have seen the signs much earlier than I did. And for that, I pay dearly.

There are a few things of his that he left at my house. Which for him, is unfortunate. He'll never come to get them, so they'll continue to sit on an unused shelf. Out of my way, and out of sight. I did, however, find a good use for his toothbrush. Good thing he doesn't need THAT back. Bahahahaha

Love to all,
v

Weekend catch up

Roomies are still gone. House guest is gone. It's just me and 6 dogs, 2 cats, 5 birds, and the occasional rabbit that runs across the front yard. Life is great right now.

Let's play a little catch up....




Look whose on the front page of the Richmond Times, y'all.

Yep. That's the KBShow. Think we'll see him in Victory Lane tonight? I hope so. Last nights 3rd place finish wasn't what I'd hoped to see, but it's better than a DNF.




Kasey and I were hanging around last night while we waited for our house guest. Was so beautiful out. It was nice to have a breeze instead of a hurricane wind up on our hill. :)




Got my new KB Texas sweep t-shirt the other day. I've already worn it. :)




Had a visitor the other day from this cute little guy. I was in the middle of talking about another job we booked, and he jumped up on the desk and laid on the calendar as if to say, "I got the calendar covered guys".
Haha. We laughed about that for twenty minutes. ;-)




My favorite Poodle needed a ride somewhere the other day, so I volunteered. Couldn't help myself. Perhaps he was saying, "stop messing around good woman, step on the pedal. Tootle pop, lets get going. I've got things to do, pip pip".
Who knows...?




We've got another baby Raven in the house. And he is one HUNGRY ass bird.




And one final statement. I didnt write this, but, just sayin'.

(That word after drunk is later.)



Happy Saturday Readers!

TGIF

Happy Friday, y'all!
Aren't you happy the week is over? I sure am.

Both my roomies left for Cabo this morning, so I've got the house (and the critters), to myself. Oh! And a new house guest.

Nobody knows about this house guest except one person, and I know she certainly ain't talkin'.
He lives about an hour and a half away, but in LA traffic, it takes him a little over two hours. Known him maybe two years now, but it's always been very casual. He came to see me about a year and half ago when I was house sitting for one of our trainers. Was a fun visit. Short, but fun. He loved on a very special Poodle. ;-)
I went and saw him a few months later, where we pigged out on pizza and beer, and I loved on his Boxer pup.

I'm a little nervous to bring him into my home, to allow him to see how I live my every day life, and to bring him into a part of my bubble that has otherwise been shut off from the outside world. I, and only I, will know when the time is right. For now, he's just a house guest. (A cute house guest!)

How about that Kyle Busch? Now that Kansas is behind us, Richmond never looked so good. :-)
Winning the Denny Hamlin Showdown last night seemed like a great way to start off the weekend. Tonight...the Nationwide race. Any takers for KB in Victory Lane? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

Enjoy your Friday night. Stay safe. And don't do anything I would.
xo

Superman will return

Ok. I am so thankful that we are done with Kansas. Aren't you? I mean, when KB has trouble and wrecks EVERY time he gets out on that track, it's a sign. Something is wrong. He's never finished better than 7th there. What is that about?

On to Richmond....

Saw this photo the other day and just HAD to share. ;-)

Lots of stuff going on this season. A lot of garage talk, lots of tempers flying about past and future circumstances, accusations of cheating, crew chief suspensions, screaming and punching, and revenge. It's drama.

What has happened to NASCAR? Is this really what NASCAR thinks its fans want to see? IS this what fans want to see?

Look, I love the rivalry between teams. That's what makes winning so much better, but I can't be the only person that feels this "wreck him on purpose" attitude, is crap. I want to see them go out and race. Fast. Better blocking, faster pit stops, and just simply having a stronger car, all contribute to the success of a team. Not how many people you can go out and eliminate.

Ultimately, it's about speed. Everything has to be faster to win. Everything. And wrecking at those top speeds, whether on purpose or not, is dangerous. Some will never understand that. And until they do, they will never win championships.

Happy Monday!

I'm a Good Samaritan

In 34 years, I've never had to call 911. Never. I've had them called on me, but never had to call them for someone else.

I live in what is considered "the beginning of the desert". On a hill, in a farm town. This is, redneck town in Los Angeles. There is a lot of brush and empty space that separates one house from another. Acreage is our friend, except during fire season.

As I was exiting the freeway late last night, I saw a box truck pulled off to the side of the road, on fire. The entire cab was engulfed in flames, while two men tried feverishly to throw dirt on the flames. As I drove past, I couldn't help but think about the kind of damage that would result from the gasoline in that truck exploding.

I pulled over, called 911, and told them where I was. Within two minutes, a helicopter was hovering over with a spotlight.

The emergency operator told me not to stay at the scene in case something bad happened, so I pulled away slowly as I watched in my rear view mirror.

I could hear helicopters hovering for a while after I'd gotten home, but they eventually stopped.

I sure hope nobody was hurt. I drove by the area this morning, but I couldn't see any sign that there was a truck on fire. Obviously it didn't create a hill fire or take out the homes nearby, so I'm grateful for that.

I'd like to think I saved someone from danger, but who knows.

Happy Saturday, folks!

I have a stalker

I have a stalker, y'all. Can you believe that? Someone wants to stalk little ol' me. It must suck to be her if she needs to stalk ME.

For years, a friend of JK's has been purposely sabotaging the relationship I have with him. She knows she does it. He knows she does it. It's been six years, and since the very first time he mentioned my name to her, she's hated me. I couldn't care less about how she feels about me, because, after all, it's not HER that I want anything to do with (thank God!). I just wanted her to stay our of our relationship. But she wouldn't. She always had to intervene.

She stalks my Twitter account and my blog in hopes of finding something she can use against me. It's funny, because I think in the five years I've had my Twitter account, I've probably talked about her stupidity twice. If she assumes something I've said is about her, that's her issue to work through. She's totally not worth my time. But apparently, I'M WORTH HERS! It's hilarious. She must be fascinated with my job, so she has to watch my account every second of the day to see if she's missing any important info from set that day.

I have a friend that watches to make sure she doesn't talk negatively about me or my son, but unfortunately, I get a phone call once in a while saying that she has. We both take photos of it, because who knows, perhaps one day she'll take it too far and I'll need to bring in America's finest. She deletes them right afterwards so that JK doesn't see them. She's stupid if she thinks for one second I won't expose her if I need to. Her constant need to stalk my blog, my Pinterest account, my Twitter account, my Instagram account, and anything else I don't know about, is beyond pathetic. I've had to make everything private. And THAT is ridiculous.

About a month ago, I walked away from JK for the last time. I left his house and wanted nothing to do with him. His constant need to satisfy her desire to "be rid" of me, is something I'm not willing to keep fighting against. I was mistaken when I assumed the relationship between JK and I was "ours". I didn't realize it was a 3-way relationship and that she had to be part of it. I didn't sign up to be in a relationship with a woman, and so I walked.

For a few weeks, I tried to make arrangements with him to get the rest of my stuff from his house. Between his busy schedule and mine, we finally met up this past weekend. He fed me a bunch of lines about how much he missed me A LOT, and how much he dislikes coming home to an empty house, and how his commitment phobias cause problems in his head, blah, blah, blah. I listened as he talked, knowing full well that he was just rambling and didn't mean any of it. At least not to ME, he didn't mean it, because if he did, then he wouldn't be allowing someone else to run our relationship. He just wanted someone to say those things to. Someone that would listen to him. So, I did. He asked me to provide him with "company" over the weekend, so that's what I did. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Sunday evening, I left. I drove away very proud of the fact that I didn't have to be part of the lie he was living any longer. I'd gotten everything I had left at his house and went on my way. With no intentions on continuing communication, I sent him an email telling him how wonderful of a time I had over the weekend, and I wished him the best.

When he called me Monday morning to tell me that his friend has been stalking my Twitter account, I knew for the last time, that I was happy I walked away. I laughed at him over the phone as he tried to feed me some lies he's been forced to believe by someone that doesn't know ANYTHING about how I live my day-to-day life. It was quite entertaining to listen to someone tell me something about myself that wasn't even true. I wonder where people come up with this stuff. Probably the same place that people get their incorrect information about dogs dying on set.

If only my life was more exciting, I'd understand the constant need to obsesses over it. But it isn't. So I don't.

I hope she gets a life. And I hope he figures out his.
Love to all!

-v

Orange. I like Orange.

Sis and I were shopping at Walmart last weekend, and as I walked through the watch dept, I saw this display.... 

I immediately wanted all six. Wrong of me? Don't care. Still want all six.

I tried to talk myself into buying one of each color, but the responsible person in me fought hard to find a justifiable reason to spend $80+ and couldn't. Sis tried to convince me that she'd buy three and I'd buy three. Then I only had to come up with HALF the money. But I just couldn't. I didn't NEED a watch. And I certainly didn't NEED six of them. Kyle Busch or not, I just couldn't do it. We walked out without watches.

A few days ago, I happened to be telling a coworker the story. One of the trainers overheard, so when I walked into my office yesterday morning....

THAT bad boy was sitting on my desk.

One down, five to go.
Collect all six.

Mine Would Be You

Some songs just strike a nerve....

What's your all time high, your good as it gets?

Your hands down best ever make-up sex?

What's your guilty pleasure, your old gold tooth?

Well if you ask me, mine would be you

What's your worst hangover, your best night yet?

Your 90 proof, your Marlboro Red?

The best damn thing you lucked into

That's easy girl, mine would be you

Mine would be you

Sun keeps shining, back road flying

Singing like crazy fools

Making up our own words

Laughing 'til it hurts

Baby, if I had to choose

My best day ever

My finest hour, my wildest dream come true

Mine would be you

What's your double dare, your go all in?

The craziest thing you ever did?

Plain as your name in this tattoo

Look on my arm, mine would be you

Mine would be you

Sun keeps shining, back road flying

Singing like crazy fools

Making up our own words

Laughing 'til it hurts

Baby, if I had to choose

My best day ever

My finest hour, my wildest dream come true

Mine would be you

What's the greatest chapter in your book?

Are there pages where it hurts to look?

What's the one regret you can't work through?

You got it baby, mine would be you

Yeah you got it baby, mine would be you

Mine would be you

Taillights fading

Daylight breaking

Standing there like a fool

When I should've been running

Yellin' out something

To make you wanna hold onto

The best love ever

Girl, can you tell me

The one thing you'd rather die than lose?

Cause mine would be you

Mine would be you, you

-Blake Shelton

The Highway Don't Care

Bet your window's rolled down and your hair's pulled back

And I bet you got no idea you're going way too fast

You're trying not to think about what went wrong

Trying not to stop 'til you get where you goin'

You're trying to stay awake so I bet you turn on the radio

And the song goes...

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby, hm baby

The highway won't hold you tonight

The highway don't know you're alive

The highway don't care if you're all alone

But I do, I do.

The highway won't dry your tears

The highway don't need you here

The highway don't care if you're coming home

But I do, I do.

I bet you got a dead cell phone in your shotgun seat

Yeah, I bet you're bending God's ear talking 'bout me.

You're trying not to let the first tear fall out

Trying not to think about turning around

You're trying not to get lost in the sound but that song is always on

So you sing along...

I can't live without you, I can't live without you, baby

I can't live without I can't live without you baby, oh baby

The highway won't hold you tonight

The highway don't know you're alive

The highway don't care if you're all alone

But I do, I do.

The highway won't dry your tears

The highway don't need you here

The highway don't care if you're coming home

But I do, I do.

Friday Rant

Hi. Remember me? I used to blog here. I used to share things here that were important to me. Things that I wanted to share with others because, well, I just wanted to.

I blame it on not having a computer. It's a lame excuse, especially since I could technically blog from my phone, but really, who wants to type out a page long blog post with photos on a small iPhone screen? Not this girl. I refuse to blog from work. Work is for work. I don't have time to search the internet for cool quotes, or interesting pictures to post that wrap up what I'm writing about. I barely have time some days to post on Twitter. It's such a rough life, I know.

I have an actual reason for blogging today though. I'm annoyed. Big surprise, I know.
It's an actual annoyance. One that doesn't seem to go away. The kind that has a name.

For four years, bff@work and I developed a relationship that some didn't understand. We became even closer after the passing of his wife, but I was shortly forced from his life when the new woman came into town. He moved her into his home, and she took over his life. His entire life. She tells him where to go, and with whom.

A few days ago, I asked him to give me a ride to pick up my car from the shop. Imagine how surprised I was when I found out he had to come up with some sort of a lie to tell her, just so that he could go. Can you believe that? He had to LIE to the woman he professes to love, just so that he could help a friend. A friend that was in his life looooooong before she was. Un-freakin-believable. Sounds like a match made in heaven to me.

When I found this out, I became so mad, that I cancelled my plans for him to help me, and asked another. Someone more interested in helping, not someone who needs to hide secrets. I'm not interested in being part of some stupid game he's playing.

I thought he was a friend.
Guess I was wrong.
Really wrong.

Enjoy your weekend, folks.

-v

Huffing

Have you seen this?

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Every day parents say, "My kid isn't doing that." When I worked at the high school years ago, I heard it ALL. THE. TIME. About random every day stuff, not just drugs.

Parents, and those responsible for children on a daily basis, should educate themselves about EVERY DAY DANGERS, not just the obvious ones.

I know these people. I've met the daughters. And while I sit back and watch them claim to have known everything about their daughters' life, I can't help but wonder what else she was hiding. An honor roll student? Yes. But deep down inside, there was more. There always is.

I cannot speak from experience when it comes to drugs or anything of the sort. The only drug I've ever done is marijuana (thanks Doc!) so obviously I don't have a basis for judgement. However, I have been curious about mind altering hallucinogenics. I know what it's like to want to be completely outside of your mind just so you could attempt to see a different view of something. Something that takes you out of a state of mind that might not be so easy to normally trudge through. And although an "almost perfect child", she's no different than any other teenager who just "wants to know what it's like".

I will never pretend to understand the feelings of either of her parents, or her sister, but I can spread the word that this is happening. Whether you know or not.

Don't let it be YOUR child you walk in to find.

-v

It's NASCAR time.

Yep. Yours truly is going to this Sundays NASCAR race.

Hope to see y'all there!

AAA to the rescue. And a cool app.

A few days ago, my car engine let me know it wasn't happy anymore. This, was not good news. Thankfully, I'd been down this road before, so I knew what steps to take.

Called my mechanic, gave him the lowdown, and waited for him to advise.

A few days later, it was time to bring her in.




One of the things I hate the most about calling AAA for service, is waiting for them to verify all my info on the phone. Answering 20 questions has never been something I've enjoyed, especially when the answers do not pertain to my current issue. Any time someone finds out what my license plate is, they feel they need to start talking to me about NASCAR. Even if they don't like or know anything about it. Their sad attempts usually just make me laugh.

So, to avoid talking to someone on the phone, I downloaded the AAA Roadside Assistance app.




I put in my AAA membership number, make of car needing to be towed, and a callback number. It did the rest.




Once I pushed "submit request", I'll admit, I was skeptical. But, in less than 30 minutes, the driver was at my front door. Couldn't have been more awesome.

Any time I've called them for help, I've been given a two hour window of time regardless whether I was sitting on the side of the road in the rain or not. This app, made it incredibly easy to be towed. No nonsense chatter with people over the phone. No waiting two hours wondering if someone is still coming or has forgotten about me.

So easy. And the app is free.

I recommend it. Go download it now.

And until my girl is fixed and back in my possession, this is the beauty that'll get me where I'm going.




Thank goodness for awesome roommates. And an extra car. :)

Here's how it goes...

Girl wants boy.
Boy wants girl but is forbidden.
Girl and boy finally together.
Girl changes mind and walks away.
Boy finds another.
Girl comes back.
Boy wants girl back but can't leave another.

Girl walks away again.
Some will never learn.

Home away from home

It's been two weeks since Jeffy started moving into his new place, and it's been two weeks since I've been home to my own house.

It started with him being out of town on a job. I stayed to housesit (cause that's what I do - regardless if there's a dog or not), and haven't left since.

I get there in the evenings before he does, which allows me to get some things done, (additional laundry, sweeping, etc), before he shows up. We've been cooking dinners together, doing projects around the house, and enjoying the quiet that comes with having nobody else to answer to. We have a fairly descent routine at night, and in the morning, he kisses me goodbye when leaving for work, and we do it all over again. Kind of a cool gig, if you ask me.

Although it's been a great few weeks, I do live in reality, and know that I can't stay there forever. I will need to return to my own home, where my roomies are probably wondering what happened to me. "Just out living like an adult", I say.

Hope all are well!
-val

Race Day

Ever since the final lap of the Homestead Miami race in November, I've been anticipating the return of NASCAR. Although the off season is fairly short, to a die hard fan like me, it seems a lot longer than it is.

When Jeffy said to me, "Wanna go watch me drift the Mustang on Sunday?", it suddenly became a reality, that I wouldn't be watching the Daytona 500 live with the rest of America. Imagine my annoyance at hearing Kyle's engine blew AND Jimmie won. Ugh!

So, from the passenger seat of a '68 GT/CS Mustang, I give you my Sunday....

Happy Hump Day, y'all!

In progress

Jeffy recently bought a condo, so the move-in/custom touches have begun. And to be honest, I'm having a ball!! I'm no Martha Stewart, I promise, but together, we are finding common ground.

We spent two complete days making sure all the appliances fit correctly (after having to make a few changes to the wall behind each item), and painting cabinets.

Before...

After...



Countertops will eventually be changed, we're currently looking for something cool to do to the backsplash, and all the sink fixtures in the kitchen and both bathrooms, have GOT to go. Next weekend, that's what we're replacing.

He left to go install another machine in NorCal this morning, so I've got the place to myself for a few days. Excited about that.

xo

Happy Friday

Happy Friday Everyone. 

I'm sure nobody is as excited as me to see Friday. Nobody. Not for any particular reason. Just because I'm looking forward to NOT being forced to wake up and proceed to get ready for work.

Last night on the way home, the idiot light on my dashboard alerted me that I needed to get gas. Wasn't in the mood to stop, so figured I could limp myself home and deal with it in the morning. Funny how things work out for one reason or another.

Pulled up to the gas station this morning, and before I could get completely out of my car, a guy came walking over and asked, "Are you Valerie?" Before he could finish the sentence, I knew EXACTLY who he was. I was suddenly taken back 17 years to a time I had pushed out of my mind and almost forgotten. To a time when I was a very different type of girl, right out of high school.

We stood there as I got gas, talking about where our lives had taken us. Was nice to hear he had become successful and was currently happy in today's world. I know there was a point in time where my parents questioned that very thing. Glad to hear they were wrong.

See. Parents don't always knows what's right.

xo
-val

50 reasons to have sex

Just sayin'....

1. because you can't get to sleep
2. make up sex
3. break up sex
4. your friend told you about a new position
5. revenge
6. rebound
7. paratrooping
8. nothing good on tv
9. because you're in a hotel
10. curiosity
11. it's raining
12. it's halftime
13. diet/exercise
14. celebrate recent weight loss
15. you finally got the chance to show your childhood bed some action
16. prom night
17. you're already at their place and don't want to have to move your car
18. show off new lingerie
19. celebrate major victory by favorite team and/or political candidate
20. your chance to do it in a specific location (ex: airplane, burger kind, bathroom)
21. to prove we're not in a rut
22. stress relief
23. just shaved legs
24. forgot to buy a birthday present
25. "lets get it on" by Marvin Gaye is playing on the radio
26. celebrating the joy of life after a near death experience
27. your one chance with a celebrity
28. time an egg
29. to avoid cleaning, studying or doing work of any kind
30. she wants to
31. it's cold outside
32. cheer someone up (pity)
33. keeping up with the neighbors
34. your roommate is out of town and you can do it on the couch
35. some very protected sex to celebrate the fact that i'm not/we're not/you're not prego
36. practice
37. they have air conditioning and you don't
38. because he/she is from one of the country you haven't had sex with a person from yet
39. "damn, your calves look good in those shorts" sex.
40. called/texted the wrong person but she was into it anyway
41. because she looks like your super hot cousin and this is the closest it'll ever get to being okay.
42. breaking in a new apartment
43. because he said he loves you and you're not ready to say it back yet.
44. wingman diving on the friend grenade.
45. your condoms are about to expire
46. it's getting a little hard
47. miscommunication (creates sex)
48. to reinforce good behavior (such as shaving, dental hygiene)
49. to change the subject
50. love

Snow Day

I'm sure these guys were thinking, "Let. Us. In. Mom."

We've lived in this new house six months now, and this is our first snow. Kinda cool, to someone like me that never sees snow. :-)





It's been a rough few days, but although I've done nothing but stare at my four walls for two days straight, I did venture out to see the snow.

Baby steps.

Depression sinks in...

...When the one person you'd hoped would never hurt you, does.

...When the one person who promised so much, doesn't deliver.

...When the one person you let in, beats you down.

...When the one person you want to be yourself around, makes you feel bad for doing it.

...When the one person you love, doesn't love you back.

Do YOU watch Conan?

Both RM#1 and RM#2 were on Conan tonight. Did you see them? Did you see them?

I've never watched one episode. Tonight, while watching, I was laughing so hard, I had tears. I don't know if its because I knew all the trainers standing on stage, or because it was just funny in general, but it was definitely a good laugh.

Haa

Let me introduce...

Hi Y'all. How's the New Year treating you thus far? Any interesting stories I've missed out on?
For nine days, RM#1 and RM#2 were out of state on vacation in December/January, and I was responsible for The Animal House. Five dogs (two of them puppies), two cats (one a kitten), a raven, a hawk, two parakeets, two doves, and a partridge in a pair tree.
It was hard work, I won't lie. There are things you have to follow in order to ensure the safety of the animals, and if you don't, something could go wrong. And I don't want the death of a puppy on my conscience. Very much like taking care of children, only slightly different.
I was glad to see them return. And they even brought me a present. A GREAT present, at that.
Let me introduce you to......

Gretta and Hans.

It's my blog and I'll bitch if I want to...

I'm annoyed. Big surprise, I know, but it's the truth. I am VERY annoyed.

I have absolutely NO place to say anything about the kind of relationships people have, but the one that my bff@work is currently in, makes me so irate, that I don't even want to talk to him about it. So I don't. Honestly. I want nothing to do with him, and that makes me sad because I genuinely care about him.

Others around The Ranch have made very inappropriate and nasty comments about her and their relationship, but I've held back, because after all, it's not MY relationship. It's not ME that has to provide for someone that doesn't want to provide for themselves.

He's one of my best friends. He's someone I sit for hours and talk to. He's someone that has shared so much with me. And it makes me sad.

I tried to reach out to her in hopes of at least getting to know the woman that he's moved into his home. Unfortunately, she's claimed some sort of bullshit reasoning for him to not have anything to do with me and has blocked me from every aspect of her/his life. It's ridiculous. And he plays into this stupid game of hers.

Why do people have to be so mean? Why can't people just be friends with whoever they want? Why do some people allow others to dictate who they can and cannot talk to? Or even be around? He works with me. I see him every day. Unless he's going to quit, he's gonna see me and talk to me every day. Whether she likes it or not.

Ugh!

Twelve

Another reason I love the number TWELVE...

Pez.
Pez come in packages of twelve.

:)

Enjoy Brazil!

Jeffy has gone to Brazil.

Just another job of installing large machinery, but this time, it's in Brazil.

I hope your trip is amazing. And I hope you get to visit LOTS of cool places.

Take pictures! I can't wait to see you when you get home.

xo

To Jeffy

It's true...

Weekend Fun

Sometimes it feels like Sis and I don’t spend enough time together. Sometimes it feels like it’s been months since we’ve talked, only I know that’s not true because we talk, text, instant message, email, facebook, instagram, and communicate through her husband, every day. Still. Sometimes it just isn’t the same as being together in person.

It’s a very simple kind of bond that we share. One that nobody, no matter how much they attempt to understand, will never get.

Squid, being from Wisconsin, and one of the biggest Packer fans I’ve ever met, attended the Green Bay vs. San Francisco Playoff game on Saturday (pic above is from their seats). This left Sis home along with her beast of a dog. She came over and introduced her dog to the pack of dogs we have here. They got along just fine.

 

Although the Packers lost, I’m sure it was an experience that he’ll never forget. Just like it was for Sis to have one of the birds try to share her beer….

 

Who did YOU hang out with this weekend?

 

Hi, Jim

You know this dog as Jim, from the CBS hit TV show Mike and Molly.

I know her as Suzie, the dog that only likes me when I have food around.

Meet Boscoe

Check out this little guy…

 

He’s one of the two puppies here at the house. He’s just beginning his training, and has finally seemed to master knowing his name. That, unfortunately, is the only thing that can’t be food motivated. Once that’s accomplished, the training can begin.

Today, RM#2 did a little training session. He was running FULL SPEED to get to his food reward. He might be smarter than I’ve given him credit for.

Either way, meet the newest member of Case de Animals.