Showing posts with label support. Show all posts
Showing posts with label support. Show all posts

Giving Thanks, Showing Ink and More....

November 9, 2010

First of all I want to say a huge THANK YOU to each and every one of you who commented on my last post. The "anniversary" of my little sisters death is always a hard day for me, but this year it was extremely hard. I'm not sure why it hit me so hard this year, but it did. I talked to my other two sisters and it was the same for them too.

You guys were great. Your comments made me feel so loved, and so understood. I can't thank y'all enough, really! Especially my BB girls! I've said it before and I'll say it again, even when I'm not taking a huge part in the group y'all always seem to come together and show me love when I need it the most. Thank you! I love you girls, more than you'll ever know!!

On the day of the "anniversary" hubby had an appointment to get his new tattoo. He made this appointment in August, that's how busy this guy (the tattoo artist) is. So this past Saturday we spent the evening at the tattoo shop. We've both been tattooed  by Jen (who works there) before, but hubby really wanted one from the guy who owns the shop, so that's who his appointment was with. This guy does AMAZING work!

I love that the tattoo that he got has a rose on it, and that he picked that one because my Mom's name was Rose and he wanted one to (in part) honor her! I love him for that!!


Getting started. 


Ha! Ha! I was picking on them about this pic! There hubby is with his arm/hand on Mike's leg and he's doing "that" with his hand! They were actually talking about the tattoo that hubby's 70 something year old Mother wants to get while they're here visiting! She wants a tiny daisy tattoo! How cool is she?? 


The finished product! How gorgeous is that thing? I love it!

While we were there Jen drew up tattoo's for two different guys, who apparently didn't know what in the hell they wanted! She drew up 5 or 6 different pics for them...each. And they still didn't like what she'd drawn up. So she told them that they needed to go home and think about what it was that they really wanted.

Obviously,  she was not a happy camper! She'd spent over five hours drawing up stuff for these two guys only to end up not having a tattoo to do.

Hubby and I had discussed that I wanted to get a tattoo for my little sister (since I have one for my other two sisters). So I was asking Jen about it while I was there. I told her I wanted to get her initials on the back of my neck and asked her how much she would charge me. She said..."Want to do it now?" I figured I might as well since we were already there and she was charging me almost nothing to do it! It took her less than 15 minutes to draw it up and tattoo it on me!

How fitting that I got it on the "anniversary" of her passing?


Is it bad that I'm already thinking about what tattoo I want next? I mean...I have 7 and I want another one lol!

I stopped by the grocery store (that I used to work at) earlier today and one of the managers asked me when I was going to come back to work. Honestly, I didn't think I could because of the reason I was let go. I was $100 short. It was the second time I was short over $100. So I'd never even thought about going back. But now she's got me thinking about it.

Don't get me wrong. The job drove me nuts. I hated the hours. I hated working weekends and holidays. But I felt good when I worked there. I KNEW that I was good at my job. Being a book keeper and CSR (shift supervisor) was right up my alley. My bosses loved the work that I did. Honestly, when we found out that I was short my bosses did everything they could to keep home office from letting me go.

I mean, they'd looked at the camera footage, they knew I didn't steal the money...I made a mistake and gave someone they're change (from $100 bill) and their $100 bill back. No excuse...my f*ck up. But hell, home office had cut our hours so much that I'd gone from having 9 cashiers at night to 3. That meant that I had to get on a register A LOT. I was on a register, I had a cashier calling me because they needed me to go turn a key, another cashier calling me because they needed change and I was trying to handle the customer I had at my register at the same time. Still...no excuse.

I'm debating going back. I guess it's something that hubby and I will have to discuss. I'm really not sure if I want to put myself through that stress again. And if I do go back then that would mean that I would have to put getting my GED on hold...again. I really don't want to do that. Now that I've got a car that I can depend on I was getting ready to go back and finish. I don't have much longer left...there's only 3 more parts of the GED test that I need to take. I know that I'll pass two of them...it's just the math portion of the test that I'm gonna have to take some kind of class before I can pass it. I'm thinking that right now...the GED is more important!

Not this coming weekend but the next hubby and I will be making a quick trip to Charlotte to pick his parents up. We'll drive up there (6 hour trip) and turn around and drive home the same day. It's just too hard trying to find someone to come and take care of our dogs for us to make it an overnight trip.

Anyroadtrips, They're coming to spend the holidays with us. Hubby will bring them back to Charlotte in January while I'm in Louisiana for my Godchild's wedding. 

Well, that's my update and I'm sticking to it! Haha!

Life Sometimes Gets In The Way...

May 21, 2010

I don't know about y'all but blogging is an escape for me. It's a place to purge all of the thoughts bouncing around in my ADHD head. It's a place for me to vent, to brag, to bost, to hope, to dream. I don't think anyone comes here thinking "I'm coming here to meet some really great people!" Let's face it though, it happens.

We come to blogger for our own reasons, once you get here a remarkable thing happens. You start meeting some really "good" people. When I say good people what I mean is, people who accept you right away, people who lift you up and say to everyone else "hey...this chick (person) right here...SHE'S GOOD PEOPLE TOO!" They're there when your down, they are there to support you.

It's the most amazing thing. It's so amazing to meet that perfect strangers can become your bff's so quickly. A lot of people don't understand it. I know my family doesn't get it, they never have! I'll never forget when I told them about Mr Luvah Luvah (we met online)! They thought I'd lost my damn mind. They just don't get how people that I've never met IRL can come to mean so much to me.

The answer is simple. They're (You're) here for me. You're all here for me when I'm down, when I'm sad, when I'm in pain, when I'm happy. You're all here for it all, you're all here to support me.

I realize I'm starting to babble. I apologize. I know what I want to say, I know what I'm feeling. What I want need to say just isn't coming out right.

I've had the distinct pleasure of being included in a small group of ladies here in blog land who opened up their hearts and said "come on in girl!" I'm talking about my BB girls. They've been more loving, understand, accepting of me than I could ever express to any one who isn't part of the group.

These ladies give new meaning to the words supportive, understanding, caring, and loving. Not to sound bitchy but "you can't touch this" seems to sum them up! It's hard to meet ladies like them.

Juney, B, Cheesy, Stephanie, Queso, Dreamweaver, and Daffy...thank you for being there. Even when I'm not. Even when my damn hands are cramping up on me and I can't text for longer than two minutes without my damn hands going numb. Even when you haven't heard from me in what seems like forever. I'm still with you!

I can pick up my BB and send a text to them...and they're there! They're so damn understanding and loving! The greatest group of bitches you'll ever meet! Wurd! You're all the rockstars of blogger...just sayin'!

I'm rambling again! Sorry. The whole reason for this post? Daffy. Beautiful Daffy. Oh yeah...she's a hottie too but that's not what I'm talking about. This woman is beautiful...on the inside. She's got one of those personalities that just lifts you up. Just knowing that you're a part of her life makes you happy, makes you feel as lucky as you can get.

Daffy lost her sister yesterday. Daffy's hurting. That kills me. Just to know what she's going through. Just to know that someone who's come to mean so much to me in hurting...damn it, it's hard. You want to take the pain away. You want to take her hurt and carry it for her.

But we cant, we can only be there for her. We can only support her. We can only love her.

Daffy, even though  my life sometimes gets in the way of me being "there" as much as I'd like to be it doesn't mean that I don't think about all of you. It doesn't mean that I haven't been saying my prayers for you and your family. It doesn't mean that I don't hurt when you hurt!

I'm so damn sorry for what you're going through! Love you girl! I guess that's all that I was trying to say!