Award Time or I Told A B*tch Off Today...And It Feels Good!

The Rules are to share 10 {honest} things about myself and pass along the love to 10 other's…easy enought!

*There is not a day that goes by that I don't realize one more reason why I'm madly in love with my husband.
*Yesterday I told my best friend (of 10 years) the eff off. I doubt she'll call me again. To be honest, I could really care less if she does. She'll probably never let me see my God Children again, but it's her loss. Hell, I was one of the few "positive" things in those kids life. Story soon!
*I'm busy designing another layout for my blog. I can't wait to finish it. When I start on a layout I'm obsessed with it until I get it exactly the way that I want it.
*I've been crafting up a storm lately, and it's been FUN!
*Last Sunday I cooked for the first time in over a month. I've missed it.
*My Son told me the other night that he's started saving up to buy/build a house and buy some property. He's 20. 20! Really...what 20 year old is thinking about buying a house? He makes me so proud.
*I just signed up for a twitter account today. Someone had already taken my Homesick Cajun name damn it. I took a look around and honestly, I wasn't impressed. I doubt I'll even sign back in.
*I was asked today to host a giveaway. I'm super excited!!
*I can't wait until September. I get to meet THREE fellow bloggers, I'm so freakin' excited!! (Only 124 Days, 2994 Hours, 179672 Minutes, 10780342 Seconds until I go "home"!!)
*I really want to learn how to be a better photographer!

Now to pass the love onto some fellow bleeps:

Julie - 47 and Starting Over
Jamie - Dave, Jamie and Dawson
Danica - Happy Girl
Em - Heart and Hairspray
Keeper of the Skies Wife - I'm so sorry but I dont' know your name!
MiMi - Living in France
Gail - Louisiana Belle
Margen - Simply Southern
Leiah - A Southern Bell Trying Not To Rust
Chelle - The Winey Mommy

So the story about telling the best friend off? Welll...she called me yesterday and we were just chatting away when she asked about my son. So I begin to tell her how he's doing. She proceeds to interrupt me to tell me how effin' cute my ex's new baby is. Honestly, he is adorable. But I could care less. My conversations with her should not include any info about my ex. I don't want to talk about him...at all. He hated her so she shouldn't want to talk about him either.

She tells me that she knows that he hated her when he and I were together but that they had a long talk and now they're "all good!" I'm thinking...*Great! So now you're all bff with my ex, the one that you saw abuse me every single time we got together. The one that made me cry more tears than I think I've ever cried?? Thanks! You're a great bff!*

She then says "That's a good effin' man you let get away girl, I don't care what you say. And he's as sexy as F*CK!" Whew...y'all the bitch from hell jumped out of me before I could stop her.

"He's an abusive drunk! He's an effin' drug addict! (come to think of it, she is too so her saying this to me shouldn't surprise me in the least!) You, of all people were there, you KNOW, you SAW, what he did to me. How can you say I effin' I messed up??" "Are you out of your ever lovin' mind?"

For the plain fact that you're my bff you should hate him for hurting me the way he did.

I have to say this...he only hit me once. But the verbal, the emotional and the mental abuse took place from the time he woke up until the time he passed out.

And I know that a lot of people don't consider that "real" abuse, all I can say to you is live it. You go through it and then tell me it's not real!

I loved that man. Like I've never loved anyone. I gave him my all. Everything I had in me went to him. You know how they say when you meet "the one" you'll know? That's how it was with him. I swear the first time I met him, when he got out of his car...I heard angels singing. That's how it was with him. I put him up on a nice little pedestal that he destroyed into a million little pieces!

It was great. Until the drinking, until the drugs, until the abuse.

I don't think I'll ever forgive her for those words coming out of her mouth. I mean, how can you be my best friend and not hurt for me when I went through that? Especially when you were there to witness so much of it.

This is all coming from a woman who left her husband after he was in a horrific accident, unable to walk, unable to talk, unable to fight for you? The night he was in the accident while we were at the first hospital (before he was transferred to a trauma center) and they were trying to stabilize him to move him, she was outside on the phone cancelling the plans she had the next day with her boyfriend. Ugh.

So, the list of my IRL friends seems to have just gotten shorter. Great!

(Tomorrow I'll post the convo I had with my amazing husband after I got off the phone with the bff and sat here crying over it!! Now HE'S a real man. The perfect man for me!!)