June 24, 2013

Lies, Deceit and Manipulation

Let's start with the facts, shall we?
 
PB re-married his ex wife last week. YES, you read that correctly. Just 4 short months AFTER we broke up.
 
Lets just take a moment and marinate in that, shall we?
 
It has come to my attention that people are confused by how I feel, so let me be PERFECTLY clear.
 
I am 100% OK with the fact that PB got re-married. I wish the newlyweds all the happiness in the world, and I hope that they both find what they are looking for in and with each other. 
 
So, why the blog post about it? Why have any feelings at all about the situation at all, you ask? Let me tell ya.
 
I will admit to feeling some initial SHOCK when I heard the news, but deep down I KNEW this was coming.
 
See, here's what you don't know. Things have been in motion on this for a while. Hindsight being the 20/20 vision that it is, I SHOULD have seen the red flags, the warning signs, the proceed with caution directives. I CHOSE to ignore them, and for that, I take ownership.
 
What pisses me off the MOST? The level at which the deception was carried out. Had PB said to me "I want to break up with you, I want you out of my house, I want to move on" or ANYTHING to the like, I would have been out of there as quickly as possible. As it was, when the shit rolled down hill, I was packed and moved out of there in 12 days without a backwards glance.
 
Why did PB FEEL the need to continue to lie to me? If he wasn't happy with me, or his life with me, why pretend that he was?
 
Why, AS SOON as I move out, did PB COMPLETELY renovate his home? Telling me that he had been wanting to get new carpet, furniture, re-paint the interior and get new appliances for a long time. When the REALITY of the situation was PB was preparing for ex wifey to move in LONG BEFORE I EVER moved out. Under the guise that the duplex ex wifey was renting was being sold and she had NOWHERE to go. Yeah, RIGHT. How convenient that I HAPPENED to be leaving. And she was in 21 days later.
 
I could give you SO MANY examples, (seriously) but I'm TRYING to take the high road here. Shocking, I know.
 
I am IRRITATED that I was lied to, deceived, manipulated and conned. THAT'S why I have my knickers in a twist. I talk about it because I am still SHOCKED at how far they BOTH went to deceive me, and how the wool was pulled over my eyes SO WELL. I can't believe all the SHIT I fell for. Or let happen because I didn't FEEL it was my place to say anything. I have never considered myself to be a naive person........ guess I am more than I would like to admit. 
 
So, for those of you out there reading this, ESPECIALLY the ones that don't know me as well, please take a moment to let what I have shared with you sink in. You are getting the information DIRECTLY from the source, so there should be no reason to misinterpret what I am saying. If you have questions, ask ME instead of ASSUMING you know how I think, or how I feel.
 
I am not now, now will I ever be, sad/hurt/disappointed that PB and ex wifey got married. It was obviously NOT the right relationship for me, and I have NO hard feelings. I have learned a valuable lesson from this, and will NOT repeat the same mistakes. Chalk it up to experience.
 
That is all for now.

June 18, 2013

Doodle turns 14

It was my sweet Doodle's birthday last week. I can not believe that my BABY, my YOUNGEST child, my last born, is now 14.
 
Where did the time go?
 
This was the year to have a party at HeeHaw's house, so we have a very low key celebration.
 
I took the day off work.
 
Doodle went to school for 2 hours, since it was the last day.
 
I made her cake, and finished wrapping her presents. This was after going to 3, yes 3, different Claire's stores to find the purse she wanted. Only to find out that is it ONLY online. Ugh.
 
Made her favorite dinner, Parmesan Chicken, with french bread and a green salad.
 
Earlier in the day, she asked if her friend PIA could spend the night. No prob. So, after dinner, the girls went to the carnival (big deal here in Mtown). It happens to be in our backyard. Literally. Just on the other side of the fence.
 
Well, they ran in to another friend there, and of course invited her to spend the night.
 
When they were all settled in for the night, we did cake and ice cream.
 
 
Of course we had to use THE Birthday Plate. The one we have used in my family as far back as I can remember.
 
 
When I was at the mall earlier in the day, I got a couple of gumballs so I could adorn the top of the "Big" cupcake properly.
 
 
Because I am mother of the year, I forgot the birthday candles. We improvised.
 
 
 
PIA
 
 
Shannon
 
 
Mmmmm, Doodle's favorite. French Vanilla Ice Cream.
 
 
Modeling some of her gifts......
 
 
What a ham she is!
 
 
The loot!

June 14, 2013

May 2013 In Review

I can not believe May is already gone. As I write this today, it is damn near halfway through June. Seriously. I need time to stop for a couple of weeks. Anyone know how to make that happen?
 
 
My ficus tree Angus is
NOT happy with me, the move, or the change in the weather.
 
 
My race bib for the FlyDay 5k. Ran the 3.1 miles in my best time ever........ 36.06

 
JGurl and I before the race

 
Pedicure and TEVA sandal tan line

 
Music Man (new boyfriend :), more on that later) and I from Memorial Day camping trip

 
Nice waterfall at camping location

 
Rough day for Moxie. The only way to solve it? Wine, lots and lots of wine

 
Beautiful flowers from my friend Michelle's garden


June 7, 2013

Open Mouth, Insert Foot

We have ALL done it.
 
Misunderstood, misinterpreted, misread a situation/comment/discussion.
 
I say this like it NEVER happens to me. Well, it almost NEVER does...... and if you believe that, I have some ocean front property in Arizona for sale.
 
Unfortunately, my emotions get the better of me.
 
I hear something I don't agree with, don't like, don't WANT to hear and my brain ceases to function at full capacity.
 
Ive always been run by emotion. I wear my heart on my sleeve. For the life of me I can NOT hide how I feel. Not for all the tea in China, not for the winning Lottery numbers...... it runs across my face in neon flashing lights. Like a Jumbo tron announcing each emotion, like a play by play, as soon as I feel it. 
 
You would think at the ripe old age of 35, I would have taken the time to figure out how to control this.
 
Nope. Still a work in progress.
 
What is even MORE frustrating? After the fact, I know that I let the situation get the better of me, when it didn't NEED to.
 
Usually I end up feeling slightly embarrassed because it has resulted in, 9 times out of 10, an over reaction on my part.
 
Please, Dear Readers, any advice? Other than to duck tape my mouth shut? What do YOU do when this happens to you? Or you can SEE it coming?