Please comment when you get to the new spot as poor Os *who drank beer first thing today for St. Paddy’s day* will have to just move the comments over. Thank you in advance. I can’t wait to see you over there. It’s really pretty.

loves autumn

xo

By the way, it’s just a few days until the unveiling of my new blog. I am so pleased with it.

My new blog is going to kick ass!  I don’t want to jump the gun and give any specific day but Isabella is working on it and with the help of some wonderful bloggers and friends, some preparations are complete on my end as well.  I have to switch from wordpress over to blogger so I will have a new link and will post it soon.  I am really looking forward to showing it to all of you.  Stay tuned for that, won’t you?

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Who’s suing who?

This last week and a bit has been totally insane.  As I mentioned last week I have cleared substantial debt and am feeling pretty good about it.  The pig and I still have some linked debt.  It was prearranged that I would take the car loan over in my name as soon as he takes over another small debt *but not before I paid my portion of course–you can’t expect responsibility from a pig*.  Now I decided to take a stance of my own.  I paid my portion, but left $500 of it for him to pay because he still owes me money and I don’t forget that shit.  I sent him a brief email saying:

I wanted to let you know that I have paid my portion of the furniture bill and when you take it over, i will wait just a couple of weeks until payments are processed then take the car loan over.
 
You will notice that there is a balance of $1479.11 plus an additional $500 that you owed me from the fall.  I need this money elsewhere in order to take the car loan over.  
 
thanks
autumn

I didn’t think I was being a bitch AND I was asking for less than what he owes.  By the way, I did actually have it to pay but I had to try.  Five minutes after I arrived at work my cell phone goes off *it’s cute and pink and plays Circus when it rings* I didn’t catch it the first time but recognised the digits and ran to find dirtygirl so she could be my moral support.  Phone starts ringing again.  I answer and he tells me that isn’t feasible for him.  Hmmm…interesting since you live at home in your childhood bedroom mama’s boy!  Anyhow, I won’t get into the whole conversation cause it pisses me off more but I will tell you that dirtygirl caught most of the conversation and was jumping and clapping for me *I guess I was standing up for myself* but then it got more heated so I went outside into the cold winter air with just my sweater and dress pants so I could yell without of my co-workers hearing it all.  She was upset to have missed the end but it’s ok.  He says flat out HELL NO he’s not gonna pay it.  He’s being childish and I’m putting in a small claim and getting what I’m owed.  If he wants to mess with me, he better be ready.

And in other news, I got a very unpleasant surprise yesterday afternoon at work when dirtygirl came to tell me there was someone asking for me and he called me by my real name–not my nickname like everyone else.  Turns out it was the landlord from the townhouse I left after the split.  They are suing me for rent and damages *I did break the lease but my situation was pretty dire*.  I know I left it in good condition.  You should see this shit.  Man, if it didn’t make me so fucking tense I’d write it all down but I’m still very upset right now.  My hearing is in late April .  Anyhow, so here I am nearly debt free and POOOOF here comes the drama.  Drama fucking sucks.  I am feeling happy inside still.  I will be fine, just have lots of details to work out and paperwork to locate. 

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 Dirtygirl’s meat market

Dirtygirl and I worked shifts at a construction trade show this weekend past.  It’s dirtygirl’s favorite work event because she loves the eye candy milling about.   She just kills me with her “future husband” talk.  “Ohhh did you see the guy over at the ___booth”?  She’ll talk about it loud and clear from where ever she’s standing.  Makes me giggle and grin and it’s especially fun now that I’m single too!    It’s funny because with all the different booths there is one that doesn’t fit.  A candy stand.  Wonderful melt-in-you-mouth fudge and caramel nuts.  That’s the candy I was looking for.  Every year when I work the show I spend $12 on fudge and other stuffs.  mmmm yummy.   After my shift on Saturday afternoon I went to pick up my art.  Now, I would really love to show it to you but it’s rolled up until I can frame it.  I don’t want your first impression of it to be a snap shot that isn’t complete.  I have called my father out of province and asked him to make me a frame.  When I get it, I will do my very best Vanna White impersonation for you all.  I didn’t out dancing, however, I did go to a house party with a fun crowd.  Sometimes it’s a push to get me out but once there I do enjoy being a social butterfly.

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Sometimes I hide away
I stay wound in my little cocoon waiting for strength,
waiting for my vulnerability to dissipate before resurfacing
I am not sad
I feel so free, so happy inside but…

Sometimes the real world can be hard
Sometimes we get hurt
Here I don’t feel pained
This is my freedom, my solace
I have found something that’s just for me

*click please*

don’t forget about visiting Os!

Someday my prince will come…but in the meantime, I’m going to enjoy being footloose and fancy free.

This song just makes me feel all warm.  Take a moment, close your eyes.  Come away with me.

Real life has gotten in the way of my blogging schedule.  I have been posting but have missed so many of your posts.  I am so sorry and I promise I will make it up to you all somehow.  I have missed you and hope to have a little more time soon.  Red is visiting from out of town tonight so I am going to keep it brief.  I think I might have to go dancing this weekend because I need to release, let my body feel the music and just have fun.  It’s time to get out and socialize with the outside world.  Pretty brave, wha?

Life is good.  Live it to the fullest.  Have fun.

*having fun and bouncing like mad*

*gotta loves the camo*

*wow!  was i having fun here!*

Make sure you visit Os, mmmkay?

Sorry for all the exclamation points today, I’m just feeling the love and I am so thrilled I can’t stop smiling.  Now, this means I have to switch my blog from wordpress over to blogger, so there will be some changes and a new link, which I will give you once it’s all done.  I’m feeling pretty lucky since I also won sexywhisper’s Orgasmic Christmas Contest *my prize was a fabulous mini g-spot vibe*.  So, I have some decisions to make over here.  Hmmm, custom hey?  This could be very very interesting indeed.  Who’s a lucky girl?  Yep, it’s me. 

If you haven’t already, scroll down to the last post.  You’ll see that I’m having a happy start to my week.  Woot woot!  Can’t wait to show you all my new diggs.  Sweet!

Using my great powers of telepathy, I was switching stations like a mo-fo in hopes that someone would hear my thoughts and just play the freakin song already!  You know?  My powers weren’t working today *sigh* but I did happen upon another song that I love.   Actually, I am adding it to this post and have been looking for a video with an embed code.  During this process, I have listened to the song 3 times.  Each time I hear it, I pause to dance.  Either here in my chair, or just around the living room.  A challenge for you all then–I don’t care who you are, everyone should dance sometime.  Doesn’t matter if you are the worst dancer in the world *worse than Elaine on Seinfeld even* just get up and get your groove on!  Look around.  Is there anyone else with you?  There.  You have a partner.  Play this song now and move your body, let the beat carry your worries away.  I challenge you–NO–I double-dog dare you!  Do it! 

aren’t you dancing yet?  my word–you’ll feel good 

900 numbers

Internet porn

magazines

satellite porn

real people fantasies (a girl/boy)

all these things get teen aged boys off. 

I have to back up a little to make the story clear, please bare with me.  The horse whisperer *aka my g.manager at work has a stepson*we’ll just call him  Jizz boy mmkay?* well, he’s a boy who beats to the tune of his own drum, and beats off a lot.  He’s helpful and polite around work (if ever he comes by–*note to self–try to know in advance and choose clothing that is not revealing*) but he causes a great deal of chaos around the house.  He’s 16, but his mental development is lower.  Man, this boy is obsessed with getting off.  I’ve been working at the same place many years, so I’ve gotten to know every one’s  kids, but clearly we hear the craziest stories about this fella.  Sometimes they are more than a little disturbing.  Now, I’ve heard lots of stories over the years.  He’s made hundreds of dollars in phone calls, movie rentals, whatever he can get his hands on.  Mostly, he just likes to touch himself.  Jizz boy MUST HAVE HIS PORN!!

Yesterday’s tale though, oh.my.god. what the hell?

K, one of our install crews was working at the horse whisperer’s house for a couple of weeks doing renovations.  Jizz boy has his own area downstairs with his own mini fridge, microwave, etc.  The guys were there for a while and got to see how he was observe his odd ways.  He tends to leave his socks around.  He uses them for…ack!  blah!  *I’m thinking of names for co-workers as I go along here* Ummm, so one of the guys on crew *we’ll call him Sexyass*, he went to use the microwave in Jizz boy’s area to heat a coffee.  When he opened the door, he found a potato chip bag…only it didn’t have chips in it.  He picked it up…not noticing right away until Papabear said, “is that what i think it is?” yes.  It had–can you believe it?  JIZZ–fuckin jizz.  What the fuck?  This is wrong on so many levels.  Why jerk off into a chip bag?  Why hide it in the microwave instead of putting it in the garbage?  Why why why?  Man, I was laughing so freakin hard I nearly choked.  I just can’t believe it.  What next?  And to have one of my co-workers make the discovery.  Oh my god.           

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Next!

Boom chicka boom boom

I love my sexy superstar sunglasses.  So fun and glam.  I’d like to be somebodies little porn star. 

*you see that little glare?  that’s my bedroom window.  i’m finally getting curtains and a rod that fit!  yay!*

it’s high up so no one can peek in, by the way

I’m tired now.  I’ve been trying so hard to get to everyones posts but alas, I am behind in my reading.  I do hope to catch up tomorrow.  it’s late.  peace out.

loves autumn

While I was looking at these photos (on the computer instead of the tiny camera screen) I decided they were rather interesting to me. Rather than splitting up the set, I decided to use all of them for my month end HNT post.  Hope you enjoy a glimpse into my own desire.

*click please*

*click to unwrap*

Now don’t forget to visit Os!

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Edited:  Regarding Tuesday’s post, I’ve decided to add a couple of links if you’d like to check them out.  Thank you all for the kind words of support as well as the compliments on the post itself. 

I’d like to thank so many people, but I know that time is limited and they may start drowning me out with the music by the time I’m finished, so I will simply thank my family and wonderful friends for being such a great support to me over these last few months.  Thank you so very much!

Here are the rules:“These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.”

Is that not the sweetest thing?  So, now comes the linking.  I do hope you will check these fine blogs out because you will find them quite enjoyable indeed.  I know I do.

Cinnkitty, Sexywhispers, MistressM, Nitebyrd, An Artist Exposed, Breve, Vixen, and last but certainly not least, Mariposa.  You are all wonderful and I loves you.  I will make my rounds tonight as I am just on lunch at the moment. 

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So, as some of you know, I am a single mother of 2.  This means I am pretty much always broke.  I received some money yesterday that I had been expecting and it felt so awesome to get all my finances straightened out AND have a little left over to shop with.  I haven’t been clothes shopping in about a year, so I’m pretty excited to buy myself something new, or rather, several somethings.  I was out last evening and tried on 3 pair of dress pants, all size 5, all too big for me.  I don’t own a scale and I have no idea how much weight I have actually lost,  but I’ve gone down to less than ever I thought.  Size 3?  Me?  Holy hell!  I know most people wouldn’t complain about this, but I am hesitant to buy a new wardrobe in such a small size as I can’t imagine it will be this way for long.  I tend to creep slowly up to my average size eventually.  Stress makes me forget to eat.  Now I am feeling better, but am still pretty skinny.  I’ll take it!  Just had to mention it because I was so surprised, no, shocked at this really.  I wil have to take some pics when I’ve chosen something I really love to wear.  I am sooooo excited!  Happy hump day, by the way.  Have a great day.