Monday, December 31, 2012

How Christmas was ruined AGAIN

This is a long post, filled with cursing, ranting and bile.  I apologize to anyone not in my family.  For those, let me say that Christmas was ruined again, this time it is solely the fault of my Brother In Law, Dan.

Readers Digest Version: I invited Dave's family for a celebration here on Saturday.  They intended on spending the weekend here. Everything was going great until about 10 pm when my Brother In Law deliberately started a political fight with my husband. This escalated into a whole family fight. In the end, my Father In Law decided they weren't welcome, shoved every one into the van and took off.  Despite all efforts to make them calm down, they refused. Mostly because my Brother In Law would not shut is mouth. David and I are now disowned by that side of the family and will never see them again.

For those of you who still think Christmas is a beautiful, wondrous time of year, please stop reading now, because your life does not need this.

(this is where I have the urge to post the photo of my Brother In Law, but the lame ass motherfucker would probably sue..he thinks his shit don't stink, and that he's 'perfect.' Yes a man who had to move back in with Mommy and Daddy at the age of 50 because he could not find a job in California, got a job in a factory and has lived with Mommy and Daddy since [what's it been Dan, 3.....4 years now? Can't find your own place in Town? You're living with you MOM AND DAD and you're older than me! Face it, you.are.pathetic, and verbally abusing women doesn't make you awesome, it makes you vile.])

For my family, you'll hear an entirely different side of this story, I am sure: The one where we 'forced people out of our homes in the middle of the night.'   Which is complete and utter bullshit: THEY DECIDED TO LEAVE and nothing would have changed their minds. But hey, it keeps with the ol, "Dave and Brenda are EEEEEEVIL" mantra doesn't it?

Dan started it by not keeping his FAT MOUTH SHUT! There is an explicit rule at family gatherings: NO POLITICS, NO RELIGION!!!  Did ya hear that DAN??!?! OR did you think it did not pertain to you???

I bet you did, because you're soooooooooo much better than us, aren't you?

AND YES, making derogatory remarks or pretending to gag about stuff on the news IS CONSIDERED TALKING ABOUT POLITICS!! I don't give two rats asses' what you say, YOU DELIBERATELY STARTED A FIGHT WITH MY HUSBAND OVER POLITICS BECAUSE YOU KNEW WHERE IT WOULD GO.

I find it so very very lame and so very very STUPID (Like you called us about 100 times) that you would:
1. Start a fight about this shit. I mean really? You KNEW it would start us off but you did it anyways.
2. Your abject and obsessive worship over Obama and his ilk is nauseating, and repulsive. You, your Mom and Dad just decided that Obama is more important than your family. A MAN YOU HAVE NEVER MET gets precedence over your family. That's how bad your worship of him is.  I know you don't see it, but the rest of the world finds that just so telling. Keep your Messiah, and honestly, why are you even pretending to worship God? Stop going to church and just set up an Obama altar in your house.  It'll save you time on Sundays.
3. Just because your Messiah gets criticized, you decide to break family ties. Really? (I honestly stopped counting during this whole incident how many times I said Really? Because only INSANE people talk like you three.) How does one get to the point where they will break a family up over a GUY???? Even over a political idea?
4. Tolerance? HA! Who invited whom over for a celebration? WHO started the fight? I mean, is politics so much more valuable to your life that you cannot even shut your fucking holes about it for 2 days?!?! WE DID!! I found zillions more to talk about. but you? OH HELL NO! PRAISE BE OBAMA! Makes the rest of us want to fucking puke all over your shoes.  YOU ARE INTOLERANT, BIASED ASSHOLES! Just admit it and you'll feel better.
5. Dan, you sat there and proceed to 'educate' us on how awesome your side of the political aisle, because we only read the 'conservative news.'  I did not ask, nor need your opinion. The simple fact that you cannot refrain from doing so means that you have a mental illness that should be reviewed by a professional.  I came *thisclose* to decking your sorry ass.  No one cares what you think, no one wants to hear your shit, just SHUT THE FUCK UP!
6. Then get Dad and Mom into it. You are such a fucking prick! You KNEW EXACTLY what you were doing! But then again, we would not know how they truly feel about us if you didn't.  I honestly did not know my Father In Law and My Mother In Law think we are stupid, evil people.  I'm sorry you had to 'put up with us.' for so long. If that's what you think of us, maybe you ought to go see if you can get a trophy or something befitting of a Martyr.
7. DAN, YOU CONTINUED TO FIGHT EVEN WHEN YOUR KID TOLD YOU TO STOP!!!  Don't you know what kid of spot you put your son in??? He was home for THREE DAYS!! and you turned it into a disaster! For what??? Because you needed to prove how awesome you are? I feel bad for EJ: he wanted to see his family, not be shlepped all over Wisconsin because YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR FAT MOUTH SHUT!

EJ, I am sorry this happened. Like I said, when you allow nameless, faceless people on TV to form your opinions on people you've known your entire lives, this is what you get.  

You and your Sister's families are welcome to my home ANY TIME.  Bring your families, we'll throw something dead on the grill, swim in the summer, sled in the winter.  We love you and wish you all the best!

Your Father, however is not welcome here. If he steps foot on my land again, he'll get one warning to leave and if he refuses (like I think he will) I will make sure he leaves with a limp. Yes, THAT is how much I hate him now.  He's done nothing but tear this family apart.

8. That whole thing about believing some voice on the phone who 'told' you to go to Pearl St. instead of Pontiac to pick up the bus told me all I ever needed to know about your worthless ass.  I TOLD YOU FIVE TIMES WHERE THE TERMINAL WAS - FIVE FUCKING TIMES! I've lived here all my life,  my Uncle WORKS for Van Galder, but you believe some chick on the phone before me???? You suck.
-and when I called Van Galder back, the lady on the phone said, "Oh we would have never told him to go to Pearl St." That's when I said, "Oh I know but he does not believe me when I said that the terminal is on Pontiac."
And when I said to you that the lady confirmed the terminal on Pontiac, YOU STILL REFUSED TO LISTEN TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  You got on the phone and spoke to her. Oh and what did she say, Dan???THE SAME THING I DID!!  Again, YOU ARE PATHETIC! No wonder you've been through two wives! Let me give you a hint of what's wrong: YOU!
9. I'm guessing it was you, Dan, that put that Obama toilet paper on? What, did that mess with your pwetty little vision of your Messiah? Did it make you snap to know we've got Obama toilet paper? I can understand how you needed to refill the toilet paper roll, but did you somehow miss the ENTIRE PACKAGE OF TWELVE ROLLS OF TOILET PAPER SITTING NEXT TO THOSE TWO ROLLS???? Those Obama toilet paper rolls were not to be used, idiot. I was going to gift them to the RNC in Janesville.  It's still tragic how much you feel that your messiah cannot stand to be criticized.  YOU decided to pick him over YOUR OWN FAMILY!  That's going to be fun to see in the future: Is Obama going to come over and wipe your ass when you get old? Is he going to feed you when you can't? Is he going to give you a nice cushy home when you cannot work any more? Oh but he's so totally worth all that worship isn't he?

And yes, comments are closed.  You know my email address. I refuse to take phone calls and suffer any more abuse from this family.  You've done your best to ruin Christmas for over a decade now. I'm done.

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Ah Christmas, Winter and all that ...stuff

I've got 6 geese, 4 ducks and 11 chickens wondering what the heck this white stuff on the ground is.  I mean, it tastes like water, but doesn't work like water.  Snow and cold makes working with animals and outside just that much harder.  The power is out in the garage, probably due to the high winds during that last snowstorm. But that's something that won't be looked at until spring.

Oh and my car is dead. I mean dead/dead, not even mostly dead. Dead/dead.  It will need a new battery.

Our lone girl goosie, Sissy is laying eggs.  We're so proud!

For that continuing education on Geese and such: Girl Goosies lay one egg about every other day in a nest they create by themselves.  Sissy started on one near the house under the hedge during the snowstorm. I took a chance and moved the egg plus some of the nest material into the garage next to their pen. I had a 60% chance she'd reject the nest, but she accepted it! I think that is because she saw the chickens nest there earlier in the year and produce many chicks.

She'll lay more eggs-one every other day-until there's about 20 in that nest. Then she'll become what they call, 'broody'. Broody gals sit on their nest in a trance-like state for about 3 weeks only leaving to eat, drink and poop. It happens with most birds. We had a chicken go broody last fall for no other reason than she thought it was cool.

Sissy is the goose laying down.  She's surrounded by her posse: Ginny on the left, Ron in back and Sweet Pea on the front.  Ginny and Sweet Pea were supposed to be gals, but they are boys.

And after 3 weeks of brooding, there should be little babies. I wish Sissy would have picked a later date to start laying, maybe in mid January, but who knows.  Maybe she knows it will be a short winter and everything will be OK.

The ducks could care less about the snow. They wander around in it then go back to the coop for food and water.  We have heated dishes to keep fresh water for them.  The chickens? Eh, they mostly stay in the coop.

Christmas has come and gone.  It was a quiet family affair here. The real fun is this weekend when all gather to our place for a delayed Christmas. We are lucky to have our nephew Eddie here up from Texas.  He's in the Air Force and will be here with his Dad, Grandma and Grandpa. With luck I can get a Skype call to his Sister in Ramstein for a nice visit. That is one of the perks with staying here instead of going up north, Wi Fi.

Dave shared his cold with me, so I've been taking it as easy as I can for a few days.  It's trying to settle into my asthmatic lungs and nest, but I don't think so. I've been running the humidifier and taking decongestants like they're skittles. So far, so good.

I'll be much happier when there's no snow on the ground, when that huge block of ice I dumped out of the kiddie pool is melted and I can see green again.  Right now I am grateful that the days are getting longer and the animals can have more time outside.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

The Many Uses of my Ipod Touch

Ok, so this time I'll try to remain upbeat and stop bitching.  Although I have to say that being cursed with SADD at the same time as Christmas is challenging.  Seasonal Affective Disorder...whatever that last D means just means you get the winter blues.  Last year was bad, let's see how this year goes.

Ok, so one thing I really wanted was an Ipad, but I settled for an Ipod touch for 200 bucks less. I've had it a few years and it's my smart phone without a phone.  I carry it everywhere.  It's got wifi and a lot of apps I use every day. I can email, skype, take pictures, video, get weather updates, check the doppler radar, look stuff up on the internet and read books on it.   Just like a $400 ipad but much smaller.  I used to call mine the Ipad Mini............until Apple came out with the Ipad Mini.

That's one of my lab partners goofing with a long-chain polymer we made in Chemistry. We mixed two chemicals added a bit of food coloring and we got Gak.  We colored our Gak booger green (my choice). In chem lab, I use my ipod touch a lot: I take pictures of results to compare color, data on the board gets photographed, and just to remind me of what we did that day. 

I downloaded a graphic calculator for College Algebra which is working out great. It was free, so I am not out much. My alarm clock on this thing wakes me at 6:30 every morning to "Gangam Style" and if you don't know what that is, Google it.  It's a perky song from Korea.  I chose that song because I hear it through the earplugs I wear at night.  It comes on and I think, "What IS that noise? Oh yeah, time to get up."

Words With Friends for a bit of downtime is on there. I must admit to never playing Scrabble as a child.  This is more of a challenge than I guess. I lose regularly, but it's fun. I had a shopping list app on it, but it kept crashing after the update on the OS, so I just use the notes feature. 

When I am shopping, I'll take pictures of things that I want to research further, or remember to get later on sale.  This yarn is a great colorway, and acrylic as well. One of these days Hobby Lobby will have a sale and I'll snag a few skeins and knit something for someone else.  These days, I don't knit in wool for anyone other than my family. Others never remember NOT to throw it in the washer. 

My biggest gripe about the Ipad is that it has *one* button.  You use that button to get to the main screen, and sometimes it refuses to do that.  That is a major frustration and I swear I've come close to throwing the danged thing about a dozen times. 

Because of the fact that we don't get cell reception here, and I don't like phones, a cell phone is not necessary. Not to mention that we don't have $200 a month for 3 smart phones, and service. The Ipod Touch hops on wi-fi and saves me $2,400 a year just in the fact that I don't need cell service for it. The downside to that is it's pretty much useless if I need to call someone in the car. I've reasoned that there is no place I drive that is too far from a home that I cannot get out of my car and walk to.