And Yet, I Am Here

I always want to drink the Bud Light Platinum, just because the bottle is so beautiful.  I refrain, but the gorgeous blue of the bottle does call to me.  Odd?

Is it a fact that 99.9999999% of those of us who blog are, indeed, mentally touched in some way?? It sure seems like it, doesn't it?  Don't get me wrong, I don't say that in a negative way, quite to the contrary.

I myself have found that living life NOT being crazy is a refreshing change.  Every day I wake up and look around, walk around, in this perfectly amazing life, wondering how I got here, how I reached this point.  I certainly never did anything to deserve such happiness, and I have to admit that a part of me keeps waiting for it all to disappear, to dissipate like smoke into a rainstorm or something......trust me, I shove those thoughts into a junk drawer far far back in my consciousness, and don't allow them to hold court for long.  I dig this life. I am amazed and humbled by it, and will never for a minute take it for granted.

We are buying more stores.  We are opening a new one that we still need to finish the remodel on, but we are also buying a couple that are already up and running, just being run into the ground by fools.  Sweet deal. We will be so incredibly busy, but damn if this isn't going to pay off in a big way in the not too distant future.  I am not long for Job #1, once I get some last things paid off and paid up.  I am needed by The Real Deal and family at Job #2 in a big way, and will be doing that full time pretty soon.  I am looking forward to it with great anticipation, but am also feeling the bittersweet aspect of it, with having to give up Job #1 at some point. This is a good job, good people, and I've been so blessed to have been allowed to be here, to know these people, to be a part of this.  Yes, bittersweet, but the call to be at TRD's side is one that I will never pass up again.  I have a future to jump into!!

The knowledge that I am FINALLY able to make concrete plans for paying off some debts that have been impossible to get to, I mean really able to set a date that this one or that one will be paid off, is the most incredible feeling.  Again, how did I get here?  Fuck yeah.

I've lost 30 pounds over the last few months.  Gotta keep that particular train running, fo sho. HAVE to get back to working out though, fucking nasty what a difference it makes if you're shit is toned up or flabby and floppy.  Ugh.  Seriously.

Ok.  Thats it.  I'm hungry and have nothing of importance or interest to share.

Have a great day, all.

Life fucking rocks.

P.S.  MOLLY, HE DOESN'T MISS YOU BACK, SO STOP CONTACTING HIM.  LEAVE HIM THE FUCK ALONE BEFORE HE HAS TO CHANGE HIS FUCKING PHONE NUMBER TO AVOID YOU, YOU CRAZY BACKSTABBING BITCH.  Thank you, have a nice day  :-D

Hump Day Nothin'

Awwwww, Molly The Cunt is still sending I MISS YOU messages to Mister Wonderful.   Get over it, bitch, even if he was looking to date right now, you are the last used up psychotic slut he would bother to hook up with now, trust me.  He has more than learned his lesson about what you are.  Stupid whore.

I think Mister Wonderful needs to get a new car.  The Cobra keeps finding new and unique ways to fall apart.  It seems that car creates new parts that can break or seize up somehow.  I swear everything on it has been replaced at least once, and new obscure things keep fouling up on and on and on.  Sheesh.  Time to put a bullet in it and move on, methinks.

Taking Papoose #2 to lunch today.  Really looking forward to it  :-)

Still don't know where Papoose #1 is, of course she's not speaking to me because I am the epitome of all evil in her world.  Yeez.  She did tell her dad that I was asking for her address, which is utter bullshit.  I haven't asked her for any information whatsoever.  Pfft, as one of my dear friends would say.

Well, have to go.  Papoose #2's lunch is at 11:15, so I'm outta here to see the baby!!!

Peace, all.

I Hear That, Brother......................

Too Happy To Be Entertaining

Torture........trapped behind a Mrs. Bairds truck while trying to merge onto 35 north at the Meacham onramp that has been under construction forever now.  Those trucks DO have a gas pedal, don't they??

So many things going on over here, both good and bad, but really don't have anything to write anymore.  My heart has shifted to where I just can't bring myself to share things in other peoples lives anymore.  And since everything in my life personally is so fucking fantastically perfect that I still think I'm in a dream, that really doesn't leave a whole lot to write about.

So I don't write anymore.  Any material I've got right now is at someone elses expense, and that I cannot do anymore.

Molly is still a cunt.  She is still sending mushy shit to Mister Wonderful, hoping to gain his affections again.  Girlfriend, you do not know that man, if you think that bullshit will work for you.  Move on.

That is one person I will talk about anytime I feel like it.  She deserves zero respect from me.

Papooses are doing great.  Papoose #2's bday get together with all her friends this weekend went great.  I had to leave after getting everyone fed and the cake done, felt like I was getting sick. Aching, sore throat, no energy.  Didn't want to share, if that was the case, so headed out early, but got to watch her enjoy her friends for five hours or so before taking off, so it was ok.

Papoose #1 is in a finding herself stage.  Has been for awhile.  There are tattoos and piercings involved.  And a much older man who may or may not be the best choice of characters she could be spending time with.  But alas, it is her life to live.  I will still be here when she decides she wants me in her life again.

Well, that's all I've got, without delving into things that aren't mine to share.

Have a great day all.

Stupid Video, Awesome Song

Sweet 16

Had THE MOST incredible day and night with Papoose #2.  She turned 16 yesterday.  She spent the day with Mister Wonderful, then early afternoon with both of us.  Then I took her shopping and out to eat, then we headed to the suite The Real Deal reserved for her for her birthday gift, complete with indoor pool and jacuzzi.  We shopped for the usual things, new books and makeup, clothes......then had wonderful Chinese food for dinner and headed to the room to relax in the spa and pool.

We even burst into an impromptu duet of Crazy Girl while we had the pool house all to ourselves, and had a great time with that.

Yep, life really doesn't get any better than it is right now.

So blessed.

So happy.

So alive.

Hehehe

The Cunt is trying to get Mister Wonderfuls attention by forwarding fake emails, claiming they are from me.

Why do psycho stalker women think that guys are actually going to like them for doing crazy shit like that?

I mean, how incredibly pathetic can one bitch be?

Whhooooooeeeeee, am I ever glad I'm not part of either of their lives anymore.

They can't even begin to touch my happiness.

My life is divine.

*MWAH* Molly, you pathetic cunt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   :-D

Check mate, bitch.  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA