Santa Puke & Free Birds.

Do you know? It is NOVEMBER 4th? 

There isn't a sign of "Fall" or "Halloween" anywhere.

Fucking Christmas. Like Santa, just came and blew chunks everywhere.

Neighbors are putting up fucking lights? lights? yes, lights!!! 

Christ on a Cracker!!! Literally, i don't even want to go anywhere this is madness.

Everyone's all Happy Holidays. BITCH!! ITS NOVEMBER 4TH!!! 

I am so over this. Already, my Parents whom are divorced, and my husbands parents whom are divorced, calling and trying to get in first on dates? or "When are you coming here, or are you going there this holiday?" No. Fuck it. I QUIT. i'm not going anywhere or doing shit this year. i'm staying home. Why? Why should i have to travel to celebrate one day 4 different times? thats crazy talk. we've been doing it all these years and this year i'm done. nope you can't make me. i don't want to, and i won't. 

Okay, so the movie FREE BIRDS coming out??

Why would they put that out right before thanksgiving?

knowing a million & 1 kids will watch that, then when you sit down to the nice little turkey dinner, BAM! CHILD EXPLOSION. they freak the fuck out because they are eating FREE BIRDS. Good Job movie makers. good job.

That's all the nonsense for now.

i want to write.

i want to be able to write like i used to.
but i just can't i've over 7 drafts on here. i seriously have writers block.
i can't even find a way to write about my life as i used to keep and online "diary"
my thoughts are gone, maybe because i've been sick, and stressed as well as over worked here since the move.
i just can't find it. i have lost my UMPH.
i've even changed my page name, just to flare things up a bit. still nothing.
my every day life is seriously comical, but can i find a way to put it into words instead of shitty text messages to everyone i know? no!

this sucks shit.
big piles of shit. 

Catfish, boxes & Booze.

I am overly exhausted. I'm re-thinking over and over again going back to alcoholism. 

Seriously when I was a drunk I didn't need sleep..

You all should know its a joke well sort of. 

I know I haven't written unlike 2 billion years it seems, but these last few weeks have been testing everything in me. Including faith. 

So I suppose I'll take it from the top. & I'm sorry I'm not as funny, this is serious shit and I need some way to get it out. If you don't want to read, the chance to leave this page is now. 

Driving: driving was going awesome, although I was attacked by a homeless guy, and then in a wreck within 30 minutes of that. So I shook that off, then had problems with pay checks. Thennnnn a few short days later my truck BLOWS UP. Like ka-put it no drivee no mores. 

So I continued home to put my middle turd in school. So I stayed here and did all that, the next Friday my dad got into a wreck.. After that, my dads new semi-blows up. And the other semi blows out too. Out of 4 working trucks. All 4 were down. 

Thennnnn this last week, a lady contacts me looking to meet and get to know me because she was once married to my biological father whom I've never met. Oh and SURPRISE YOU HAVE A LITTLE BROTHER. He's 5. I'm the oldest of 10 children from this man. Thanks a lot you piece of shit. 

Also; my dads wife was pregnant with an embryo on the 30th of July, she's now 5 months pregnant? Her ultrasound was embryo now she went to doctor a few days ago she's 5 months but the baby isn't even a fetus?? What the fuck!!! Btw dad =mike=stepdad 

His whore =joy=whore 

Im not buying that teenage bull shit. Did I mention the bitch is younger than me? See my problem?? Grr

I was supposed to be in the new house already, but the guy had problems closing on his new house but he officially closed yesterday and I am not a Houston resident. Yay (-__-) I'm not as thrilled much anymore. But whatever's the money is great and my hubby is loving it. 

Today I got one of my dads drivers fired, I'm sick of his bullshit. You aren't going to call and fucking harass me.. Fuck you piece of shit. I'm having a bad week(s) I'm sorry I'm all over the place. But GOD DAMN IT!!!!!!   I can't catch a break. Supposed to be moving in the new house this weekend.. IF that happens ill be amazed. 

Moving on, I'm watching Catfish, and I just can't fathom some of these people and their relationships and shit.. Like how do you fall in love with someone you've never seen or heard their voice or even know if they are who they say they are?? 

dudes these boxes are every-fucking-where. Im so done with packing I want someone else to do it. 2 year old isnt cooperating. Who said he would right? Damnit. 

I need a daiquiri. Who's with me?? 

New job.

So, as Promised I'm going to update you folks. 

Folks? Idk. Whatever. I got a new job. 

Yes I am still going to do the work from home thing. 

BUT my dad drives for the oil fills, he has two 18 wheelers and two Pick-ups 

Well I happened to be so lucky to get the last pickup to drive tools from Houston to Oklahoma City. 

The parts I'll be hauling are prettttty expensive I'd say how much.. But there are crazies who might try and find me and kill me... Yeah, THAT MUCH. 

Anywhoooo I didn't expect to be starting right away, yesterday (Thursday) I left my place around 2:30 met up with my dad had dinner and then 4:30 this morning we went to Denny's and I drank my weight in water and Dr.Pepper then we proceeded to go on to his place of work. 

Where I filled out and application took a drug test and was told to be back Monday to start! Cool right? Makes me nervous, but I'm being paid ALOT of money to do this, plus my dad says ill be the only female and I won't have to do anything all the guys will do it for me. 

Now I know what your thinking, maybe? 

How am I going to just leave my family to do this? Well it's come down to "Whatever oats the bills" 

My husband will be down in Houston Next week, we are going to get our new home set up and then bring my children down. Until then, my mother in law will be keeping up with them. I'm not leaving for the rest of the year, just 2 weeks on, 2 days off until I get established. Which at any given time do I not want to do this anymore, my dad will understand that I couldn't// can't handle being away from my kids. Which I'm thinking it might be a nice little break, but I will miss their annoying Whiney asses. ;) 

With my husbands new job, my new job, and my at home business..  We should be doing pretty well. And I'm hoping that is the case. I haven't told my mother yet. She'll freak on me "how could you be so stupid?" She'll say, "I need the money" I'll say. "Fuck your dad he isn't trying to help anyone t himself" she'll say, and then ill say "la la la stfu mom I don't want to hear it!!!!!" And then our weekend together will be complete. We never get along. By the way, did I mention that? 

I am (had planned before the new exciting news) to meet my mom down there in Houston so she could see the kids before they start school. So I'm batting 1,000. No sleep in 2 days. I'm hoping to go to bed early tonight that way we can get up early to drive over. All of my things are packed for the new job. Ill be taking my iPad and mi-fi with me. So I won't lose touch!!! :) 

Wellllll I'm waiting on hubby to bring me McDonald's. and then I'm gonna be lazy and fart. Bahahaha. 

Goodnight guys

Blog Hop!! Tattler Thursday **Co-Hostess**

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Hiya Snappers! Welcome back to the 12th week of the Tattler Thursday Blog and Social Network Hop!  I have some exciting announcements to make! I have decided to expand the Hop! There will two new hostesses joining me! I am so excited! Let me take a minute to introduce them to you, and then on to the Hop!

My childhood friend and bloggy BFF miss Cristyl who writes over at CHill Thoughts is one of your new hostesses. 

She is a mother of three, wife, and also raises chickens.   She writes about her life as a middle aged mother, life's adventures, and trying to figure it all out!  She is awesome! She has also been signed on with the blog hop since inception! She is my partner in crime and the best pal a girl could have!

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She is Breaking Mom-ish. Weird kids, day drinking, cussing, binge eating and other things she won't go to meetings for. She's bringing COMFY back. She is hilarious and cracks me up on a daily basis!  She has also been signed on for quite awhile now!

I just adore both these wonderful ladies who crack me up and inspire me on a daily basis! Go give them some loving and say congratulations! Tell 'em I sent ya! Wink! Luvya ladies!

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Birthday Party, Waterfall, Sausage Toes & The Swat team.

Well, hiiii gang. (Can I even say that? Idk if anyone reads my nonsense?) 
So I want to let you know I will be updating as I go on my iPad so if I don't make sense I'm sorry it's a little strange to do it this way. Cause y'know my laptop shit it's guts out on me and it'll be some time before I get a new one. Not a lot of time probably within the next month-month & a half or so. After we move of coarse. So birthday party;;; 
Let me just say, it started out fucked up but it finished smoothly.
To start off; the lady called me (the place's party planner) and said to be at the location 45 mins before the party started so we could set up the party room. Well, I get there and they "overbooked" and we didn't get a room till 20 mins before the party was over. I was livid. So I drank quite a bit. It was delicious. They had a party planner, and she wanted me to tie K's balloons to a chair, and low and behold do they fly up to where they can't be reached. I blame this on the fact that I didn't have a party room when I was supposed to. Anyways, K got lots of gifts.. More shit yaaaay!! I got to play laser tag with the kids. Drunk at that. It was a fabulous time. :) 

Sunday; we went to the lake with my friend and her husband and spent the day on the pontoon. That's where the waterfall comes in.. 
I got super burnt, and then it was gone. I was trying to post a picture but it won't let me. Awesome!!!!! :D 

Sausage Toes & The SWAT team. 
Aka THE MONDAY FROM HELLLLLLLLL

So y'know if you are on my blog page on fb that I was fucking around with my laptop trying to figure out a way to re-vamp it. Well, someone knocks in the door and I'm not expecting anyone, except maybe my mother in law but she lives 2 doors down so it's not that big a deal I ran to the door real quick and my littlest monster followed.. I open the door and fucking guns are drawn on me and shit. I'm like what the fuck is this? "Ma'am let us ask the questions" come to find out they had the wrong address and thought some type of felon lived here because they were looking for 3001 and my address is 3281 and the 2 and 8 are missing. It took them an hour and a half for me to prove that I didn't know something Harris. I showed them my ID everything.. That's that part. Shortly after all that madness was done I was doing laundry and tripped over MJ (littlest monster) and slammed my food into the wall between my kitchen and laundry room and I have 2 broke toes.  The kids decided to fucking fight and cry all day yesterday and then K decided not to sleep so needless to say I have not slept yet. MJ was asleep last night and then K woke him up because she was mad I wouldn't sleep with her. What an asshole. So what do I do guys? I'm sleepy, I'm lightheaded as fuck. I'm annoyed.. Drinking?? Buahahaha it's too early.. Or is it? I guess I'm going to get out of here.. Ill try to post the pic of the waterfall.. Adios 

This & That. WE FOUND A HOUSE.

Great News!!!

My dad found us a rental property within our budget. 

It will be available September 1st.

With that being said; Middle Monster will have to start school here, and we will be separated from the husband for a month. 

I hate that i'm going to have to pull her out of school right after she starts but it's the only option right now, until hubby get's a few pay checks. Still, Me stressing and struggling trying to buy 2 different school supply lists for one kid, and then we add school clothing which i'm dreading because K (middle child) will be in 1st grade and it's all about presentation from what she's explained. Presentation i ask? in 1st grade? un-heard of. When i was in first grade all i cared about was food, and going home to play. clothes were not my strongest suit. i didn't really keep up with all the "hype" of labels. my parents had the means to do that for me i just wasn't the "style" type. really i'm still not that thrilled about "style" i have my moments where i dress up or can't find shit to match so i just buy what the Manichean is wearing!!  

I'm the "flip flops, t-shirt and jeans" type person or yoga and sweat pants. with PJ PANTS! i am all about comfortable. 

My daughter on the other hand is a diva and prefers to be "best dressed" 

Okay now that i've rambled completely off topic. 

The schools here start Aug 26. So, i send her to school until they do Labor Day Weekend Break? yes!! that's the plan so far. i'm going to call ASAP to get the Dish and Electric on there and just tell them we're moving the end of august and i need it on by then. if we don't have cable, or electric we'll have a HUGE problem. Texas heat isn't something to play with. so i might tell a small white lie about getting that power on ASAP. :D

see this picture? this is how overwhelmed i feel that my husband will be gone and it's up to me to pack this house. well his mom i'm sure will help but i'm kinda picky about people touching my things.

then we have this.. 

ahh, back to school isle in Wal-Mart eff that!!! 

Now, Down to business i haven't been taking my weight-loss supplement (which i sell if anyone is interested it's a few entries earlier) I really need to keep taking it because it helps with my energy levels. and like right now i could take a nap. We didn't wake up till almost 9! which is completely weird for my son. but hey whatever.

I enjoy working from home. it's pretty easy all i do is promote on trader sites and facebook and still make a paycheck. you guys if you are looking for something.. give it a try. :)

www.christinen88.myplexusopportunity.com 

Okay; guys. i have to get off here and lay down i feel like death. SO SLEEEEEPYYY. 

Sneaky Little Bastard.

The trip to Houston was...Interesting to say the least. 

Depression came up and bit me in the ass. I cried over everything starting Saturday.

Husband and I yelling back and forth about directions to houses, and i just start crying like a little 2 year old girl. I dried it up & we proceeded to go to the Races that night, where we had a blast watching cars go around in a huge circle, drinking beer and food that will probably kill us. Went back to the friends house that we stayed with and didn't end up heading to bed till about 12;00 then 12;15 my son wakes up screaming bloody murder as if something or someone is hurting him. this lasted oh i don't know maybe 1 hour before i couldn't deal with it any more so i demanded we take him to the hospital. found out he had super gas, he wouldn't stretch out. we got him cured, got back to the house at 4;30. We slept until 7. then we had breakfast and all, and i was so tired i just wanted to go home. after breakfast i just started crying again (fuck you depression) because i am totally stressed about this stupid move. yes, it's stupid and i'm being an asshole this move is the best opportunity for all of us, i'm not ready to see that yet because i want things to happen NOW.

Anyhow, when we left houston, the baby monster and i slept most of the 3 hour trip back. I couldn't keep awake i made sure hubby got out of the traffic and then i zonked. 

I don't know how many other people in this world have depression or Bi-Polar disorder.

I've taken medicines, but the problem is they are obviously too strong i zonk when i take them, i have no reaction to anything, husband says i don't have any facial expressions just a blank zombie. I eat, and eat and eat, oh and sleep when i take my medicine. plus it makes me irritated at the slightest things.

You guys, This is serious. Some people can't help it. I'm one of them i'll go on fine for days, weeks or maybe months and then BAM that Sneaky Little Bastard pops in and fucks everything up. 

I can't stand the thought of being away from my husband. The friends have offered for our family to stay with their family, that's a wonderful offer. but i just don't feel comfortable with the whole 2 families under 1 roof. Husband and i have done that before and it usually ruins relationships or friendships. So i suppose i'll decline. 

This morning my mother called to talk about her and my oldest monster being in Gulfport Mississippi. I wasn't in the mood. So my mom wanted to ask questions about the move, and i just declined being rude and told her "Okay mom, i love you i'll talk to you later bye" and she said that was rude, so then I raised my voice.  I have explained to her over 1,000 times about the situation. She just isn't comprehending. So now i feel like an asshole. DAMNIT.

Okay i guess i am done wasting everyones time. i'm going to cuddle my leopard Blanket. :)

Sloth.

Sloth.

They are hideous creatures. BUT i am being one today..
I need to pack, clean up. eat. y'know normal things that people do before they take a trip somewhere.
yeah, i'm not doing them instead i'm screwing around on Facebook. OMG that's funny. Facebook.. I'm cheating on you! ha.
The good news is, hubby just called and has sold a 7 day trial to a co-worker of the Weight-loss that i sell from home. it's amazing. Every little bit helps. So, i just checked on the littlest monster and hes sitting on his changing table naked as the day he was born, diaper thrown across the room watching the wild thornberrys. so glad he's decided to become a nudist. NOT.
This is my every day life people. what the hell? things like this only happen to me? right?
Everything is normal? right guys? right?
Just talked to my dad, who i haven't seen since i wrecked my car gonna meet up with him in Houston so he can see my son. maybe he wants to see me. doubt it though. i'm old news now that i have kids. no one loves me. me oh my. poor pitiful chrisie. HA. I'm kinda glad i'm no longer the center of attention that means people's opinions are irrelevant because i'm practically non-existent. I know i'm just wasting time writing this. I DONT WANT TO CLEAN. OR PACK. Help? anyone want to fly over and help a sister out? come on.. texas is nice... ;)
Okay.. i'm leaving now. i'm going to finish boy meets world and try and detach my leopard blanky. 

Fish gotta swim, birds gotta eat.

Okay, So.. I haven't kept up. DAMN IT.
I'm trying i really am. 10's of thousands of things have happened since i last wrote.
Believe That.
So I guess i could take it from the top??

friends husband was buried.
beautiful ceremony and service.
my son finally turned 2. and boy does it show.
my dad got married to his Philippino whore.
the husband got a job offer in which we went to see about in a weekend, got hired and we are moving to Houston before the first of August.

My daughter is still in Missouri with her grandmother.
her birthday is end of July, i finally got the party paid completely off.
last night the husband and i did shopping for her presents. $208.76 later and all her presents from us are purchased. one of which, will not be wrapped she got all new sheets and blankets so we're going to make her bed for when she comes home. GOD DAMN YOU MONSTER HIGH.
last year we had everything hello kitty. before that it was minnie mouse, before that it was tinker bell. disney princess, spongebob.. so needless to say if anyone needs any character anything, my house would be the one to go to! 
i'm going to participate in a few things here coming up to get my blog to perhaps maybe be read. we'll see. Wishful fucking thinking Chrisie.. 
AS i drink my monster and my son screams bloody murder because i refuse to give into his tantrums... the kardashians are fighting on tv. i feel like i'm part of the drama, it's one of those older episodes you know. i've kept up with them this long i might as well be part of the family, although i don't have their money nor' the ass that runs in the family maybe i could be adopted? i wish. i want a $500,000 home. ehh.. i'm happy with my life. i just want money.
"fish gotta swim birds gotta eat" 
maybe just my family has to eat, i don't know.. they want to all the time. i practically live in my kitchen maybe i should just put a fucking cot in the pantry, so when someone hollers for food i can build a little workshop like an elf and an automatic window that just serves them like a moving food belt. yeah.... that could work. now to find the patience and ingenuity. 
well crap. squash that. i'm gonna finish my monster and fight with my sisters y'know. Kim, Kourtney and Khloe.. :)

serious.

This is going to be short and sweet.

i am going through way too much right now.

Thursday afternoon my best friend called hysterical, so i went to her.

her husband was missing and last seen fishing, after a search party and scuba divers.

they found her husbands body, we're doing funeral and all this week so i'm pretty busy.

the horrible part is my husband is tore up because that was his best friend.

ugh.

I HAVE to work. so i'll give this a shot.

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I work from home.
I make money. for instance, my daughter's $350.00 bowling/lasertag birthday party was paid for yesterday and i've only been selling since June 1st.
I personally take the slim and accelerator. give it a look, try a product. try a 3 day and tell me how you like it. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE IT A CHANCE.

now that i'm done grovelling i'm going to proceed with me day.

Alcoholic Toddler

This is pretty hilarious.
I'm in the living room answering e-mails & such and the Toddler is in the kitchen. i figured he was just sitting at his little table eating his breakfast. I hear a "thud" and i look and he's sitting in the refrigerator trying to figure out how to open a Bud Light Beer-rita, i asked what he was doing, he just smiles and says "drink" one of two things is happening here, either i drink way to much, (which isn't possible) or, Toddler had a pretty rough night & to fix it he just needs to drink more? lmao. I honestly can't blame the kid, i slept for shit last night. and well... i know he was up a few times because i was up with him. SO maybe we both need a Beer-Rita for breakfast. lol i'll stick with my Dr Pepper and Fudge Round and he can have his Cheerios. maybe a beer after lunch. JK
I guess that's all i got so far...

babies have FINGERNAILS

I highly doubt anyone is reading my nonsense.
but as i'm having a touch of "baby fever" while my toddler pounces all over the bed and throws his toy truck nearly at my face, some how the "fever" slips into the "do not enter abyss." The Title; I'm watching Juno.
Today was pretty accomplishing. 
I got the supplies i lacked for my Prince's Birthday Party.
& i put the deposit down and made invites for Baby Girl's party end of July.

here's a question i often ponder.
WHY THE FUCK do i let this shit stress me out?
THEY ARE KIDS!!!!!! they don't give a shit about parties and presents and little details that i stress over, they don't care about the goody bags or  about the table toppers.
I take that back. Baby Girl does, she's going on 6 and everything matters to her right now.
then Princess, well she's high maintenance as it is, so i'm sure everything matters just as much.
on the other hand, Prince will be 2. he is awesome cause he doesn't even know what the hell is going on. thats what makes me happy lol.

i guess i'll go. i'm babbling on anyway. 

It's 8AM

Let me just say, it's 8AM & My son thinks he's a part of the mother freaking Olympics.
Jumping out of his crib and shit. screaming at the top of his lungs. To be honest, i haven't left my bedroom. It's Wednesday which is "Pay Day" and i don't want to do anything but am forced to go buy Birthday Things for Monkeys Party this weekend. Kill.Me.Now.
All those children from my husband's side of the family who clearly have never been parented a day in their poor little lives. Running a muck and getting my children to act as straight hooligans. i'm not having it. i'm going to drink plenty before the party so i can deal, and then probably more afterwards. Do i honestly have to? i don't want to get up, change the children, try to look half way decent to go into town just to stress myself out about random bullshit and then come home and be all pissy because people piss me off. seriously. people are ignorant. for one they can't drive. for two, they are rude. for three, they give me the strangest looks carrying around a (almost) 2 year old and a 5 (almost 6) and 8 year old with my tattoos & shit. WTF i'm young. & My tattoos on my arms are my kids names! look at it and move the fuck on. thanks. i don't stare at one of your asscheeks that is obviously more plump than the other, or the breast that is up in your chin and then it's mate is hanging on to the bottom of your shopping cart. no i don't stare i glance and move on. people should do the same. will they? no. but thats fine they can all kiss my ass. my kids think my tattoos are cool. so that is all that matters. :) okay i think im done rambling Monkey is getting out of hand.
Deep Breath... And GO.

Introduction.

So, I'm new to the whole blog thing... maybe i'm not. i've been "blogging" or "internet diary" if you will since i was about 13 years old. it was my place to go and write what i wanted to write, and feel what i wanted to feel without someone telling me i couldn't or it was wrong.
I guess this would be the perfect time to Introduce such a person as i. 
I am Christine. 24 years old, Early Christmas Present. :)
To Start my story off correctly, (it really isn't a story... it's my life)
I was born with Dislocated hips, i was in a body cast until around 3 years old.
Surgery after Surgery. My father abused my mother, and then dropped me off one day with my grandmother and said he was never returning, My mother a full time college student, a full time employee, and a full time mother to a child with "special needs"
So, everyone was fine with my "father" leaving my mother and i. My Grandmother and Aunt raised me.... well they looked after me while my mother was gone to work or school so yes in a sense my Aunt and Grandmother did raise me. My Grandmother had many men in her life, which was awesome i was a fan of a few. but i'll never forget one. "George" that man was my guardian angel from the time he laid eyes on me to the day we put him in the ground. 
He always bought me stuff, took me places, he was there for everything. He came to my last and final hip surgery bearing wonderful gifts, and the last thing i remember about that day is my balloons got loose from my wheelchair and floated away in the big blue sky. I was devastated, because that man (george) took the time to carefully pick out each and every one of my balloons as well as other gifts.

I skipped a bit... but i couldn't remember that much anyways.
By 4 years old we (my mother and i) had moved to Danville Illinois 
and the neighbor's cousin...well he became my step dad. "Ol Red" is what i call him nowadays. 
So being 4 and used to it just being mother and i, i tried everything to get rid of "ol red" but he just wasn't leaving. So we came to a truce. He was to love & spoil me and i was to be the biggest brat he ever met. & it worked. :)
first thing he did was move us to Ridgefarm Illinois which was about 30 mins or less from our precious residence. we got a huge black and white three story house & it was ALL for me!
it didn't last though. we lived there for me to go from Kinder-Garden to Second Grade.
THENNNNN we moved to good ol' Louisiana [lewsyanna] Where i started 3rd grade, and then we moved to a different part where i finished 3rd and started 4th. mid 4th grade we moved to Ft. Drum New York (dad and or "ol red" joined the army) so i was in New York for the remains of 4th grade and that summer we (mother and i) moved back to Ridgefarm. In New York i met a friend. i'll name her X because its too personal. anyhoooo back to Ridgefarm, I started 5th grade in "Georgetown" because that's where middle school was. i got through maybe a quarter of the year, then it was BACK TO NEW YORK where i finished 5th grade and moved onto 6th. after christmas break (mother and i ) moved to Tennessee.
where i resumed 6th grade and started 7th. after half of 7th i decided to quit. ha. i was done changing and moving schools. THENNNN Mother got sick of me being suspended for fighting and my "defiant" attitude and all the trouble i was in so she was sending me to live with "ol red" at "Ft Polk Louisiana" (now known as home) So, i pack my shit. mom brings me to RED and then, she decided to stay with us. LORD HAVE MERCY i thought i was getting a break from that women!!!! So i homeschooled for 7th grade, because i refused to go to school where i had to be patted down and wear school uniforms, i thought i'd probably get kicked out anyways because these dumbasses haven't been through what i have and they know nothing about life (< said 7th grade me) SOOOO, since i was homeschooled, we went to "Ragland Alabama" where both of my Grandmothers were, and helped out a bit. then 8th grade rolled around and i stayed homeschooled half the year and mother nor i could stand being around eachother that much. so it was moving completely to Alabama and i returned to a public school, in which i got kicked out 3 weeks before school ended and they failed me miserably because of my "disorderly conduct" my fighting and even "banned" me from the town. ha.
Oh, while we were in ALABAMA 'OL RED" was in IRAQ.
then it was back to Louisiana where i was made to return to 8th grade in a private school. it wasn't really a private school they just had a fucked up way of thinking.
so i finished 8th grade, Moved onto 9th. had my first child mid 9th grade year, went back for 10th then decided i was done. i worked full time at McDonalds. I met a man, married him and now we live in Texas. I have 3 beautiful children. My mother and "ol red" divorced in 2009 but i'm 5 hours from mom, and 3 hours from dad (when hes in the country.) << that's a whole other cup of vodka i'll have to get into at a later date.


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