I make all my nieces repeat Unca 'Mar's Rule #1:All guys are lying scum!
Some of them ask, "Even you, Unca 'Mar?"
I give a small nod, "Yes hun, even me."
Some of my sisters dont approve; but forewarned is forearmed!
~lee
Wow, it's like stepping back in time and reliving my life with my (now) husband. Well, except that she wasn't lyrically beautiful. She is blond though and evil to the bone. She told my oldest stepson once that (and I quote) "If it wasn't for child support I wouldn't want you." Yes, you can just feel the love can't you? Hateful is not quite the word. I could fill a book with the hateful things she's done. It's not just us either. Try going to court and both sets of counsel (yours and hers) both hate her equally and want it over with. You are right, she'll be in your life forever. But the hate will subside (some) if you move away (at least 500 miles preferably, we're at a comfortable distance of 641 miles one way.) Then you can just count the days until the last child reaches 18 at a safe distance. Good luck.
I'm in agreement with the above...the advice and the bits about not giving it.
You've got me beat for unreasonable people stories. Hands down.
Then again, you could end up being a great influence in his and his kids' life. That's not such a bad thing either if you can keep your distance from the ex.
Let me know if you're ever going to be on Springer
Right now I really, really want to counsel you to get the hell away from that situation, which could only lead to you and the bunch of them ending up on daytime TV.
I love this site introduced to me by Ariana.....http://slushpilehell.tumblr.com/. Apparently an agent takes excerpts from queries he gets and post them on this site with comments.
The most recent post....
I am not the “author” per se, of this book. I was merely the spiritual channel.
This is the end of the publishing industry as we know it. This wonderful video created by Dorling Kindersley, a division of Penguin Group talks about what the young people of today want from the publishing industry, hence, us.
Watch it all the way through....it is amazingly creative and thoughtful
Posted: 5-26-2010 @ 2:27 am EDT Edited: 5-26-2010 @ 2:29 am EDT
Today I went to dinner with my twenty-four year old daughters. I always enjoy getting together with them. This day was no different. We decided to go to dinner at 5pm which coincides with rush hour. I hate rush hour even though rush hour here is basically nothing compared to the Washington D.C. area or the Bay Area of California. Today during my travels across town I was stalked by Mr. Rooter. His big red van always present in my peripheral vision. At stop lights I was transfixed by the large sixties style illustration of a smiling male face winking at me. Etched angrily into the paint right over the winking eye were the words "FUCK YOU". Hmmm, someone is angry at Mr. Rooter.
At dinner I learned that one of my daughters is dating a man who is four years younger than me. She expected me to be angry at her. My other daughter said, "I think they are good together. He doesn't act like he is forty." I said, "I am sure that helps ." What I wanted to say was "OF COURSE HE IS NOT ACTING LIKE HE IS FORTY! HE IS DATING A TWENTY-FOUR YEAR OLD!" Anyway I took it with a grain of salt because its not likely that my daughter will stay with him. Dinner lasted for about an hour and a half then I headed home.
On my way home, guess what was in my peripheral vision once again? Yes. Mr Rooter with the FUCK YOU etched over his winking eye. What are the odds?
So I am still dumbfounded by the chaos that one woman can make in peoples lives. I have never really had to deal with unreasonable people before. When I say unreasonable I mean someone who can't use reason, be objective, put themselves in another persons shoes, or be reasoned with in any way. And the reason I have never had to deal with these types of people before is because I just don't. If they appear in my life I ignore them and eventually they go away. This time though, I don't think that is going to be the case. The guy I'm dating, his ex-wife, she is whacked. If I continue to date this guy that means this woman remains in my life. I'm dumbfounded. How can such a nice guy marry and have three children with such a person? Granted, she is beautiful! Model material for sure. Actually she does do modeling. She is a natural blonde and stunning. BUT she is a crazy person. He told me about her when we first started dating. I listened but had the thought in the back of my head "It takes two" so I withheld judgement and I encouraged him to be nice, to understand where she is coming from instead of taking what she actually said to heart. I mean, I've been a single mother most of my life. I understand how hard it is and how crazy kids can make you act. He warned me that talking with her only leads to drama. HE WARNED ME. I thought he was overreacting. That he had some issues also.
Then it happened.
I think I first really noticed it when he texted her "would you like me to pick up the kids at school today?" And her response was "FUCK YOU". I'm like "What?" He showed me all the texts that had exchanged between them for the past couple days and there was nothing that was in the least bit inflaming.
From there it got worse. Much worse.
I was dragged into the mix where she was telling her kids that their dad didn't love them anymore because I was in his life. She said that he loved me more than them. That's what the five year old told me in hushed whispers. It broke my heart. I mean, who tells their kids that? And why? They have been divorced for five years.
He confronted her about that and she admitted she told the girls that because "it's true" and she doesn't lie to her kids. I mean WTF?
So my life has changed so much since I first started blogging here on WDC. I was married, then I was not. My mom was alive, then she was not. I got to meet Robert Waltz and his wife a couple months ago which I am very happy about. I got to visit old friends in Missouri which I haven't seen in ten years that I thought I would never see again. I have discovered that I have crossed the line where I am now invited to more funerals than weddings. Somehow from that realization I have concluded that I have more past than I will have future from here on out. I have started dating again which I never thought I would do again. And to make it stranger I have started dating a man that has four! kids. I've have already raised four kids. Ages now; 28, 24, 24, and 23. Now I am dating a man with kids, ages; 18, 10, 8, and 6. Ah man, have I lost my mind? He and his ex don't have the greatest relationship. (I am completely understating that she is wacked and he can't handle that) It makes it hard on those kids. I'm sure that I can't do too much about that. They are good kids though, even though they have a lot of drama in their lifes. He is a great guy with a lot of baggage. My baggage is all gone now. No elderly parents; grown children; stable job. Although I can't seem to keep a marriage together no matter what I do. It would seem that you can't plan for life. Ask everyone who has lost their 401K.
The key to successful sleep management in a king size bed when doing it singularly is to position yourself in the middle of the vast region and curl up in the fetal position.
Sometimes life changes and shifts unexpectedly. Sometimes those changes are welcomed. Sometimes they are not. But it doesn't matter, if life changes you have to change with it or you whither, fade, or worse you stay the same. Staying the same results in being out of touch, old before your time, and being stale.
Posted: 1-2-2010 @ 3:14 pm EST Edited: 1-2-2010 @ 3:15 pm EST
So its the day after the completion of my recent 2,200 mile drive across half the country. I am super tired but the drive was cathartic in a lot of ways. I started out in St Louis where I picked up my rental car and drove through the great state of Missouri to visit old friends and old residences. The town and houses seemed small after so many years but my friends were as wonderful as ever. After Missouri it was off to Topeka, KS and Colorado Springs, CO to visit more friends and relatives. Then started the trek home in earnest. The drive through Wyoming to Utah was pure torture! The skys were clear and the sun was shining but the winds were gale force strong. Strong enough that I had to fight the whole way to keep my car on the road. It was so exhausting keeping tension on the steering wheel for 6 hours straight but I will have fine muscles for my effort. Then a night in Salt Lake in a hotel with rock hard beds and paper thin walls set the stage for the final stretch home. And I am so glad to be home. My bed was divine last night and this morning putzing around the house is even better.
Posted: 1-1-2010 @ 9:33 pm EST Edited: 1-1-2010 @ 9:34 pm EST
Well last year started bad and ended with the worst of the worst piled high and smelly. All I have to say is that this year better be good to make up for it.
Its off to a good start though because I was honored to talk with Robert Waltz right as the new year started. He's like a legend so all things good must come now.
This morning my car's temperature gauge said -7 degrees and the engine complained heartily about it. I've never seen it so cold here. I feel like I am living in Missouri again where weather like this is typical. Why does my life seem upside down?
Posted: 12-6-2009 @ 10:32 pm EST Edited: 12-6-2009 @ 10:34 pm EST
I don't know if you have ever experience this but I just recently bought a "new" used car. It is a Suzuki XL7. Its a little SUV that I had never heard of before. I didn't even know that Suzuki made cars. I thought they only made motorcycles. Anyway, I should get to my point. Now that I have this XL7, a vehicle I have never seen in my entire life, I see them everywhere on the road and they all happen to be the color of my car. It is the strangest thing. How you notice things only once they apply to your life is some way. I think that I am experiencing this phenomenon in relation to being single after a forever relationship. I am now bombarded with single type adds. Facebook is the first place I noticed it. As soon as I changed my relationship status to Single the sidebar advertising changed to match.com, chemistry.com, and my favorite, maturesingles.com. It would seem that my current state of being is unacceptable and needs immediate attention. Its like facebook is giving me the finger and rubbing-it-in in some sort of sadistic way.
So here is me giving the finger back to facebook. {e:middlefinger}
Posted: 12-3-2009 @ 8:05 pm EST Edited: 12-3-2009 @ 8:06 pm EST
Its funny to look back on the blogs I was doing back in September. If feels like I haven't been on WDC in a very long time. My life has completely changed in the few short months since my last post. I have moved to a different house. I am single now. Both my kids are living with me (I love that). The craziness of all the change has taken me away from writing, blogging (what little I did of that), and riding my bike(although now I wouldn't ride anyway...too cold). Now I just need to get my head on straight (it looks funny all cockeyed) and then start writing again. I was making such good progress for a while there. More progress than I have ever made. I joined a writing workshop back in August that was helpful but I learned that you can get the same or better input here at WDC. That was an eye opener for me. I don't know if I thought a workshop would be better (I had never been in one before) but now I know it is not. I have a workshop available everyday here on WDC.
Now its time to go straighten out my head. Easy Peazy
....is a very beautiful day here. I really really love the fall. I am so looking forward to it. Riding my bike is a joy now that it is cooling down a bit. I wish I was outside right now, playing. But instead I am in my climate controlled cube with no natural lighting. That depresses me just typing the words out like that. Sometimes I wish I didn't have a corporate style career. I would love a writing career mind you but this corporate life is starting to bore me. I am getting antsy. I am ready to change careers again. I suppose since I am wanting a career in writing I best get that first draft finished, rewritten, rewritten, edited, find an agent, find a publisher that thinks my book is wonderful, schedule that book tour, perfect my autograph, get ready for my interview with Oprah, and quit my job. Easy Peazy.
Posted: 9-16-2009 @ 12:31 am EDT Edited: 9-16-2009 @ 12:40 am EDT
I swear Bud Cort looks exactly the same as he did when on Harold and Maude. Well except for the no hair and the gray hair and of course the saggy skin.
This week in Reno we have the annual balloon races which start before dawn. This event is spectacular. It is so beautiful at night to watch the balloons fill with hot air and then rise above the earth. They are like giant fireflies in the sky. In the morning it is a burst of color as hundreds of balloons bob in the air.
See for your self:
This is a time lapse video of the 2007 balloon races in reno
What does that mean you might ask? It means a bunch of crazy people go out into the middle of nowhere, more specifically, the Black Rock Desert, and dress up
Crazy Costumes
or dress down
Buck Naked
all in the name of "art". It's like Woodstock without all the bands, mardi gra without the parade or the beads, the entertainment at Fishermans Wharf in San Francisco without the cops all rolled into one very dusty week long event. I have never been but I have seen the parade of cars coming home all covered in grayish white dust. I have seen the people with week old grime, sweat, and dust caked on their face, arms, and clothes. People love it. I have friends that go every year regardless of the cost. I should go sometime. I just don't like to get dirty.
Here is a good video representing what it is like at Burning Man:
I get so tired of people asking me to join something, open a card, or to give them some personal information when I am at a store trying to buy something. Worse yet, donate to something. I donate but I don't like being put on the spot. So in honor of that feeling...
Content Rating Notice: Recommended for Readers 18 Years and Older Only
Well, except that she wasn't lyrically beautiful. She is blond though and evil to the bone. She told my oldest stepson once that (and I quote) "If it wasn't for child support I wouldn't want you." Yes, you can just feel the love can't you? Hateful is not quite the word. I could fill a book with the hateful things she's done. It's not just us either. Try going to court and both sets of counsel (yours and hers) both hate her equally and want it over with. You are right, she'll be in your life forever. But the hate will subside (some) if you move away (at least 500 miles preferably, we're at a comfortable distance of 641 miles one way.) Then you can just count the days until the last child reaches 18 at a safe distance. Good luck. 