So, I haven't written in quite a while. Hhhmmm. It really is a shame. I have been so busy with life. Two kids more, finishing college. You know, stuff. Life is what you make it, I always say that but you know what? Man, she is a BITCH! I don't mean oh, things happen it will be ok. I mean this is like an ex-girlfriend who decided she is Satan's spawn ready to attack you at every next move. You ever notice how when you do the right thing you get shit on the most? I mean, birds just ate and you had just washed and waxed your car with the sun roof open kind of shit. The shit that is everywhere and it ain't coming out anytime soon. The birds will still be sitting there watching you cuss and scream and throw a fit kinda life? Yep. Happening as we speak.
     The thing is, life is SUCH a BITCH for some and not others. People say Karma is a BITCH. Well.... where the hell is SHE because this life Bitch needs a reality check! Hell, people in life need a damn reality check. People do not need to be bitches, life is already planned who/what is going to screw with our plans, it doesn't need help.
     I always try to stay and be positive in life. I always have a smile, try to figure out a solution. Try to fix things. People say, "Oh, you are so optimistic!" Lately, I have figured out a HUGE breakthrough. I mean HUGE! I am fronting a positive vibe/smile/laugh because it is seriously too damn depressing to think about the Satan's Spawn Bitch called life. Too depressing. Bitch is just eating away at you. Your mind is tired, your body is tired and your soul is just two steps away from getting on your knees and screaming to those up above "Take ME NOW!"
     What I have learned in my reality check these five years away is that this world is crazy and the people in it must be crazy because of the BITCH we call life. We as humans have made life about what we have, what we want, where we are going but not about what we can do for each other, what we can give back to the community, how we can change the gang and drug violence in our neighborhood. How can we lend a hand to help those who have been where we were or are there where we are now? BOOM. Right there. Let that sink in.
      When is the last time YOU thought about someone other than yourself? And not like, what the hell are they wearing, who wears that out in public, kind of thing. I mean truly thought about something that needed changed and got off your ass and did something about it?
       I'm waiting....

Life. . .

I am new to the whole Blog scene. It is interesting. The thing I love is that you can express yourself and connect with others that feel the same as you. Or, you can banter back and forth with the 'others' that do not share them same viewpoint as you. You could call them an idiot, deranged, delusional, whatever you want (almost) and not face the consequences of let's say, getting fired from work. You could also learn to see the 'other' sides reasoning. Maybe they do have a point. . . maybe. Who knows.

Ok, a little about me. I am a thirty year old female with a family. Although a blended one, it seems to be working. Like any family we have our ups and downs. The point is, we love each other and those that think our family a bit strange, well, they can kiss me where the sun doesn't shine.  I work full time. Of course that means I work two full time jobs because I am a mother. My profession in the career world? Let's just say I work for "one of those" companies. I know, that is vague and doesn't tell you anything. The point is because I want to KEEP the job I do have because, did I mention I have a family to support? And, even though I have very strong emotionally stirring feelings about this company, it is a job.
Anyway, enough about me (oxymoron right?) 

I will be talking about things that bother me. Things that happen that are unjust, not fair and things that darn well peeve me off. Sorry this is my journal. It's great because no trees are harmed in the making of this blog. Oh, one more personal thing, We are big recyclers. Save the environment, save the future. I am the crazy lady yelling at you while you roll down the street in your automobile after you dumped your sh*t off in the road or in front of my house.

My next posting will be about  . . . Insurance Companies - Health care in particular.

Well, since I put it that way,

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