Happy Birthday Daddy!

Today is my dad's 71st birthday and I miss him more and more with every passing one..

We will celebrate his life with coronas today

I am 100% sure that if we get the go on a puppy that this is Marley..

So, we are discussing the puppy thing again and well this little guy is ready to go to his forever home.  Olivia has informed me that she wants to name her dog Marley and no, its not for the movie, this is because my daughter LOVES Bob Marley...and asks for him as "Marley" and so that has morphed into her naming her dog Marley which I am totally cool with, at least its not daisy or mickey...

Blended Families...

Well they suck..I think VERY rarely do they work as hoped.  There are so many different feelings out there about it all and it all comes down to my husband being super grumpy..nasty..contrite and many other words I don't have enough time for...

He looks at all of us as *a family* and I see it as two seperate families which is a problem because I prefer to have *MY WEEKENDS* and he thinks that ANY weekend should be open to whomever may want to be here.  Its annoying to say the least and he doesn't get it.  If these said children were more prone to picking up after themselves, being helpful or anything it may not be as much of an issue but we fucking live our lives around it and I cannot have any organization around here never knowing who will be here or not.  Its hateful and it annoys me.  It probably shouldn't because I knew he had them before we were a team but shit, I deserve a little time alone without them trashing up the house.  I swear to god I folded the same gottdammed blanket 5 times in the span of 2 days last week because people would go lay on the couch and use it and just throw it wherever when they were done.  It annoys the piss out of me.  I am a very organized and neat person and they just werent taught the same. 

My husband needs to get over this shit and move the fuck on from this guilt he has and teach these kids something.  He is at their beckon call and I should be too apparently.  I just want an organized home with happy people in it.  Fuckers...

The Victory Garden Is Born!

So we have been planning and waiting for the right timing to plant our organic victory garden and it finally happened, after weeks of rain we got the plants in the garden this morning!  I have decided that I am calling it a victory garden because we are at war and it just sounds so much better!  The technical definition is a garden planted during wartime and food shortages...I just went with it.

Olivia was mildly interested - much more so in the tools but she did put a few plants in and move the dirt around.  I hope she will enjoy picking the fruits and vegetables.  We supplemented our virgin soil with organic soil and over the years it should get better over there.  We also have a ton of worms so thats great too, they help out with all that.  Over the winter I might order some and put them out there to do some work for next spring..

We have herbs, broccoli, lettuce, cucumbers, tomatoes (3 kinds), and sweet red peppers - I figure if this goes well we will make it larger next year.

Here are a *few* pictures..

Officially an alkie?

LOL..ok so I actually took a drink with me to the special olympics track and field competition today..the ex wife would be there and it was hot.  I took a lovely tropical drink with rum in it.  It was nice...does this officially push me over the edge?

Oh and I disguised it in my thermal starbucks coffee cup..it was delish.

Some days are harder than others...this is supposed to be GOOD Friday...

8 days all others present at the house...the 8th day I am so over it...I am so done...I have been patient, caring and supportive all week...while my husband locked himself in a room and did peoples taxes.  I took care of ALL the kids and I am fucking done right now.

I want them out and I want them all out now.  I have a bunch more fucking hours right now and it just pisses me off.  The other others are coming in.

Something I don't want to forget

OJ does the cutest new thing where she snuggles into bed and pulls the covers up over her and says "go seep" to everyone.