Tuesday, October 27, 2009

I Won't Stand For Abuse!

Hello neighbors, I hope this finds you in a better mood than I am.

I can't stand men who think that they have a right to hit a woman because she doesn't conform to his every whim!.

This kind of attitude shouldn't be tolerated by any woman, not one.

Abusers only abuse the women who won't rear up and knock their heads off.

Does any of you remember Farrah Fawcett's movie "The Burning Bed?"  or do you remember Lorena Bobbit  [she had the right idea] chopping her husbands weenie off!

I'm sorry, I know violence isn't the answer, but sometimes you don't have a choice.

My best friend's daughter was abused yesterday. I couldn't get there in time enough with Bessie, my club. Rest assured, I would have whooped his ass for laying a finger on her just because he couldn't have his way.

This boy-man doesn't, work which means he doesn't contribute to the household.

Now grant it, it's her fault for allowing him to lay up in her apartment and letting him  think he's some kind of "black" Adonis and God's gift to woman-kind.

I'm here to tell her and every other woman on earth: NO PIECE OF PECKER is worth loosing your self respect!   None! Nada! Zilch!

Do you ladies here me! I am SCREAMING!  this from the top of my lungs.

Do NOT think that the value of your self worth is based on having a man around. It isn't. 

There is nothing wrong with being by yourself.

If you get lonely for male company fine, go out with someone then send him on his merry way. Don't just jump into a relationship when you know nothing about the man.

Men will tell you anything in order to get what they want. Now a days so many can't find jobs so, they look for a woman [usually with kids] who has just a little bit of something and get her to let him move in.

Younger ladies with children who don't work, usually are  have government assistance. These ladies are the ones who are the prime targets.

She gets food stamps, government assisted housing and other assistance. So, some lazy, low life, gutter trash, thinks: Wow  I've got me a mark, I'll sweet talk and woo her so she'll let me move out of my Momma's house into hers.

Then after the honeymoon phase is over and the lady realizes that the bum won't look for a job or can't keep a job, THEN  things turn ugly and abusive.

Well, guess what, now she's got a problem. He's thinking he's King of the castle. He's thinking she's his Momma only with her he gets to poke his pecker when ever he wants [he probably can't do that right either].

Tell me something ladies -- is all that worth it? I  don't think so.

If you get that  lonely or [excuse my bluntness] that  horny -- buy a toy with extra batteries!  Don't sell your self-respect to the devil and live with an abuser. 

You are not a bunching bag. You are not a sparring dummy. You are not to be choked, kicked, spit on or slapped by ANYONE!

Do you all hear me!

Look in the mirror and tell yourself: "I'm beautiful, I'm a good person, I deserved to be treated like a Queen."

Don't take any crap from any body. I mean it, don't you dare lay down and be a door mat for anyone. 

My house is a one woman Queendom and there is no room for a King -- this is how I CHOOSE to live and I LOVE IT!

Now, you all go make the right choice for yourself and your children.

Don't let  yourself down. . .  

Friday, October 23, 2009

Whatcha Been Up to Neighbor?

Hello everyone, hope this finds you well.

Things around here have been hectic, maybe a better word would be chaotic.

Have you noticed that I've been all by my lonesome as of late?

Well, this is what's happened -- my son being the irresponsible 28 year old brat that he is, landed in jail. Yes, you read right, in jail.

It seems he had a couple of open warrants on his head. One for failure to appear for jail and the other for failure to report in to his probation officer.

Now, don't jump to conclusions. My son isn't a hardened criminal. He just doesn't see the point in obeying traffic laws.

This is a lesson everyone should learn from my dear, darling, dolt of a child. When you get a traffic ticket  -- pay the fine[s]! If you don't, they will suspend your license and put a warrant out for you. When they catch you they'll slap on the silver bracelets and take you for a ride to a big building where you can wear orange jump suits.

And, if you're caught while driving with a suspended license, you'll get more fines and more jail time and get to wear -- you guessed it, bright orange colored jump suits!

So, do what you're suppose to do, obey the traffic laws and you won't have any  problems -- OKAY, okay!

Do I sound/read happy to you? Well, in case you're wondering I'm not! 

Remember that fancy-dancy phone, I bought for my dunder-head -- well, it's mine now.

This is how I look at it -- he doesn't have a job [although he's graduated from college and is  looking for one] so, I paid for the phone and everything else for that matter, including his fines.

So, I figured one way for him to pay me back is to give me that phone, I've been coveting.

Yes indeed, I took it while his away visiting the county and switched it over to my number and have made it MINE!

Am I bad? No, I don't think so, and if I am well, he'll get over it!

Hey, did you hear about the free $1000 food scam. . .


Monday, October 5, 2009

Greetings From Down The Street!

How's eveybody doing?

Look at the pictures I found of my  baby ===> 

He's 2 years old in these pictures. Now, he's 28! Man! did time fly!

Here's a picture my Dad sent me. He went to a seminar where Judge Toler spoke. You know Judge Toler -- Divorce Court on T.V.

He's so proud! 

Me, I'm doing great.

Went to the VA doctor the other day and all my test game back great.

I'll tell ya,  Diabetes is no joke. When your sugar is uncontrolled all kinds of nasty things happen. No, I'm not talking about just threats of heart attacks or strokes or blindness.

You can break out in blisters and large bumps that burst. It's gross and no fun.

Any way enough of the yuck.

Have you ever looked for something in a place where you know you put it then, when you go to get it -- it's not there!

Well, I've been looking for a Cheerleading picture I know I had from High School and can't find it. I've been going buggy looking for that picture.

I found my best friend from High School on Classmates dot com. We found out that she lives down here near me. Of course we got together for a brunch and I wanted to take that picture to show her.

Wouldn't you know, I can't find the darn thing.

She looks like she did in High School. Yes, a little older but, she doesn't have the white stuff all through her hair like I do.

It was so good seeing her. Now we're together again. We won't break out into a cheer or anything like that -- I'd throw something out of whack if I did.

We talked about kids and other people from out graduating class. It's amazing how time flies!

Now we're in touch on Facebook too.

So, what have you guys been up to this past week?

Did you hear about the old lady who beat a fawn to death? A baby deer, I can't believe. . .