This little girl shows it all, this is exactly how I feel today.

One month ago today my boss (after an important inspection, which by the way went fantastic) walked out of the office and told me that he would see me on Monday. He has not returned. We all wondered where he was the first week, the second week, we knew one of the guys had talked to him, last week I called him at home. I got his machine and I was just leaving a message....You know the kind....Hi, it's me, Karin.....I just wanted to let you know that I miss you and I really really want you to come back to work.....and also, if you don't hurry I will choke the shit out of Mike and AJ...then he picked up the phone.

He was diagnosed with severe depression the first week that he was gone. But he did not call, his wife did not call...no one called. He said that he was feeling much better, said that if he did not come back to work that week he would for sure see me on Monday. Monday came and went...no Darryl. Tuesday, Wednesday and now Thursday and still no Darryl. I am just so sad about it. I really really like my boss.

Now between the chief inspector and the other dude (I am not sure what his title is but I am sure that he does have one) are killing me. They are wanting me to do things (with files etc.) but they each want them done their own way.....totally opposite from the other. Telling me "don't do it this way...do it this way"..........ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.

I just want Darryl to come back to work so that I can look at them and say "Darryl told me to do it this way"

I should tell you that Darryl is not the owner of this company but he is high up there. I think the owners are getting a little mad that he is not here, They understand why he has not been here but really.......Darryl.....if you are out there and you are reading this.....yeah right......please call into work and let us know that you are ok and also if you are ever coming back.

I miss you.

This is me (ha ha - ha ha- ha ha). Nope, not kidding....quit laughing honey, this is really me.

Your Passion is Orange

Your sex life is driven by your wild fantasies.For you, sex is a dramatic performance where you are the star.And you love putting on a wild act for your lover, trying to top last night's show.Whether you enjoy the actual sex is irrelevant... it's all about putting on a good act!

What Color Is Your Passion?

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You Are 74% Grown Up, 26% Kid

Congratulations, you are definitely quite emotionally mature.Although you have your moments of moodiness, you're usually stable and level headed.

How Emotionally Mature Are You?

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So, Pluto is no longer a planet. Who in the world gets to decide that Pluto is no longer a planet? I don't get it, 2 days ago it was a planet and yesterday someone just up and decides that it is not? What the heck? Now we will all be able to tell our children or grandchildren...back in 2005 we had a planet named Pluto and then in 2006 it was gone. Jeez!!

I am at work right now and I am so board!! There is absolutely nothing for me to do. I have already played games on pogo, I have read all the blogs that I read daily (29 of them), done all my paperwork for the day, visited with some of the boys from the floor that have "just dropped by my office", ate lunch....What else is there to do???? I can't go home early because daughter #2 just got a job as the assistant manager of Toco Bell (WhOoOoOo, gotta love that Toco Bell) and her car was not running right so I had her drop me off at the office and told her to pick me up at 5 (she gets off at 3). Soooo here I sit. I am trying to think about something to talk about.

Hmmmmmm still thinking..........

Well, lets see.....I think I will tell you about my old job. I was working at a automotive paint store. I started working there as a driver (I would go in at 9, pack boxes and bill customers until 11 and then go out on my route). One snowy day (I was in Wisconsin) I was delivering into Minnesota when a blizzard came. It was slow going on the freeway. I should stop and tell you here that I did NOT drive in the snow. I had my license for over 10 years at this time and I had never driven in a blizzard. I just did not do it. If there was ice on the ground, I was not driving. But...now I had this job that required me to drive. So, here I was going 15 mph on the freeway....and all of a sudden I hit a patch of black ice. I spun in the little Toyota truck my work had provided for me and when I stopped spinning the back end was over the ditch, I had just missed it by inches. I pull out and drive very very slowly back to work.
The next day is when my boss asked me to come in house and do secretarial stuff. I thought about it for a few days (I knew I would probably take it, but I also knew that I would miss the guys that I delivered to on a daily basis.) Let me tell you, I have never had such a fun job in all of my life. My bosses were wonderful, always in a good mood (well, most of the time) and we were always playing tricks on each other.
Like the time when I had just bought new shoes and took them off in my office (they were hurting my feet) my boss came in, took my shoes (they were tennis shoes) went into the bathroom, filled them with water and came back into my office, put them down on the floor and walked away. Now, I know some of you are saying "OMG, I would be pissed". But, this was funny to me. He was always playing some kind of prank. Now, he did come back into my office, get my shoes, empty the water (I believe on the floor, again this was too funny) and go and get some paper towels to dry my shoes out. They were fine. He even asked if he needed to buy me new shoes (No, that was not necessary).
Another time it was our store manager's birthday, so I waited for him to go home and then decorated his entire office, balloons, crepe paper, the whole 10 yards. Oh yeah, and we turned everything over in his office. Everything except his desk (and anything that would break) was upside down.
The parties that we had were the best company parties I have ever been to. Now, you all know that I am not a drinker but on the "Pro Paint Parties" I was known to knock back a few. Ok, I got really drunk, flirted with everyone and was the life of the party (at least I thought so)...man I miss those parties, man I miss those guys.

So, just a little bit about where I used to work....way to much fun and I miss it an awful lot. I think if my X would have just left me alone....if things would have been different....If I could of convinced my now husband to live in Wisconsin, I would still be there, still doing what I do best (flirting with the boys) and still loving my job.

On a side note, I also love my job that I have now. I work again with all men, although these men are airplane mechanics but they will never be Pat, Mike, Ron, Keith, Brad, Fran, Joe, Hanley, Russell and the rest of the boys. I love you all and I miss you.

I've been hit!
I got tagged with a Meme by Di at http://weekendsoff.blogspot.com/ so here goes!
My first Meme (it was Di's first also....wow those firsts are really cool. See, I don't mind being tagged at all, I love questions

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet and current street name) Rainbow Kennedy

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom's side, your favorite candy) Darwin Lucille Hershey

3. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your middle name) Kjoa

4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal) Green Tiger

5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born) JoAnne Charles City

6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 2 letters of mom's maiden name and first 3 letters of the town you grew up in.) Morkademin (How cool is that?)

7. SUPERHERO NAME: (your favorite color, favorite drink) Green Sundrop

That was fun! Now to spread the love.... I tag everyone who reads this blog

So, last Thursday was my 4th year wedding anniversary. It started out like any other Thursday except for the "Happy Anniversary Sweetheart" I got from my wonderful husband.

I then came to work. After a while one of my bosses came into my office to tell me that I had Friday off. I told him that I had not asked for it off and he told me not to worry about it, I had it off and I would thank him another time. I knew that my husband had something up his sleeve, I just could not figure it out. I am usually pretty good about things like this and can pretty much figure things out if I just put my mind to it. But, not this time. I left work early because I had a doctors appointment and after I went to Walmart to get some groceries. When I was leaving Walmart, one of the guys that I work with stopped me and told me "Happy Anniversary". Now, this guy does not even work directly with me so I was thinking "What in the hell is going on that this guy knows that it is my anniversary and I did not tell a soul at work." So, I go on home.

My husband gets home from work about 5:30 and tells me that our dinner reservation is for 7:30 that evening. Everything goes fine. We go and eat. This is a new restaurant to me, I had never been there before but it is wonderful. We have a great time at dinner and then we go on home. It is about 9:30 and I tell everyone that I am going to bed, husband is on the computer doing something and tells me that he will be right in. I must have been really tired because the next thing I know it is 10:30 and I wake up to turn off the television, husband still not in bed. I am thinking "What the hell? Wow!! What a wonderful anniversary, I can't believe it, I am not taking off tomorrow, why? I am going into work. I don't know what the hell everyone was so secretive about, it was dinner...and we go out for dinner all the time...who cares".

OK, then it is 2:30 in the morning and my son (who no longer lives with me) walks into my bedroom and says "Happy Anniversary Mom" and puts a child into bed with me. I am half asleep and wondering why in the world he is putting his daughter into bed with me, and then I look down. There is no way I can describe the feeling that I had. Laying on me is my Kody, my wonderful Kody who moved to Wisconsin in November and I have not seen him since. I told my son to take him out in the other room so I can get dressed. I roll over to my husband, bawling like a baby, thank him over and over and go out into the living room to see my daughter and her son. I wish I could tell you how I feel, there are no words to describe it.

Finally I go back into the bedroom and crawl into bed and ask my husband the dreaded question, When do they have to leave? He turns to me and kisses me, tells me that they are not leaving, they are moving here to North Carolina. They are going to find an apartment with my other daughter and her son and they will all live together until they can afford their own places.

What a wonderful husband I have. They all have known for a month that this was going to happen and I never found out. Now he is wondering what can he do to top this anniversary present.....I just don't know that he can and better yet, I don't care.

Are you ready for some football???

Oh my... my favorite time of year. Lots of men in tight pants running around knocking one another over.

I am a complete Minnesota Vikings fan. I also love the Green Bay Packers (except when they are playing the Vikings) the 49ers and the Panthers (lets not forget the home team). I am not a fair weather fan. I love the Vikings when they are winning and I love them when they are losing (I think I love them more when they are winning however).

My Sundays will now be taken up every single afternoon, after church, I will be sitting in front of the television, let no man, woman or child get between me and the television set.

I should let you know that my husband is NOT a football fan. The only sport (if you can call it that) he likes to watch on TV is golf...can you believe that, yes I said golf. Does it put you to sleep like it puts me to sleep? I can get on the bed and turn on golf and go to sleep within a minute and a half, but that is what he likes so I have to either watch it (or sleep) or go into the other room to watch something else. Now it is his turn. He will watch it with me for a while but then he will remember that he has something he could be doing on the computer or something.

So, just so you all know, I need sympathy cards when my teams lose. That would be a very nice gesture. (Is that the right word there?)

I saw a article about divorce today and started thinking about what was the beginning of the end of my first marriage. Boy oh boy the things that you think about.

It started out a normal day. My X was working 3rd shift at a factory. We were all set to go to my Aunt's house in Iowa. I was so excited about this because I had not been there since my grandmother had died and I wanted to keep in contact with the rest of my relatives down there. It was a 3 day weekend so I am thinking it was Labor Day or Memorial Day weekend. He left for work on Friday night as normal, told me to get things all packed up so that we could leave right away on Saturday when he got home. I packed for the both of us and also for the kids (we had 2 at the time).

Saturday turned out to be a great day weather wise. I sat waiting and waiting for him to come home. It got to be later and later and still he did not come. It was about 9 in the morning and I figured maybe he stopped and got something to eat with the guys before he came home, no big deal...he will be here shortly. Waiting, waiting, waiting...Nothing.

Then I start to panic, something must have happened to him...Maybe he was in a car accident, maybe him and his buddies decided to go to the bar after work (I know it was 7 AM when they clocked out but it was his evening and yes, he did sometimes go to the bar when he got off work). Maybe he was arrested...No he would have called me if that would have happened. This of coarse being before cell phones (It was 1985 I believe).

Now, I should back up a bit and tell you at the time we were living with his mother in a huge house. She was also gone for the weekend so she had no clue either. Finally I had to call my Aunt and tell her that he was missing and I did not know where to find him. This was at about 3 in the afternoon and he still was not home. I told her that I would call her when he got home and let her know what was happening and if we were still coming down to see them. I spent the day crying and worrying about this worthless bastard.

Finally on Monday (yes I also spent Sunday worrying and crying about him) he comes walking in the house just as nicely as you please. Not a care in the world. I ask him where he has been and he says that right now it is not my business. Then I notice his neck, hickeys all over his stinking scrawny neck. I am crushed!!!!! Here I was scared that he was in an accident, dead somewhere and he was off screwing some bimbo bitch and he did not even care that I knew. He did not try and hide it, it was like he was proud of it.

Stupid me, first of all I have zero self esteem and here we are living in his mothers house. I have a part time job and 2 kids and I just know that I cannot leave. I cannot afford to support myself and 2 kids. That's OK he says...he is leaving. I can stay where I am. And he leaves. Packs up some clothes, takes a dresser and leaves.

I want him back....it that not pathetic??? I do everything I can to make him want to come home. Pretty soon he starts playing both sides of the fence. He is with her some of the time and he is with me some of the time. Turns out her....wait even better....her name was Kathy Egan. Turns out that Kathy is married, yes that's right, she is married to but her husband is locked up somewhere. He gets out and my X has to move out because her husband is coming home. So he comes home and plays both sides of the fence. He is with her when her husband is not home and he is with me the rest of the time. Even better, I am ok with this...At least I have him some of the time. (GOD I WAS AN IDIOT)

Eventually he got sick of her, apologized to me and of coarse I took him back, after all he was MY husband....ICK!!

I never found out again if he cheated on me, not in 20 years of marriage. I don't know to this day if he ever did. I will say that if he did, he choose to hide it very very well. One other thing I should tell you, he said that the affair was all my fault. That's right, it was MY fault....wanna know why? He said that I accused him of cheating, therefore he just did what I accused him of doing....what a crock. First I don't ever remember accusing him before this happened and even if I did......I did not tell him to take his dick out of his pants for the first available girl on the market.

So...don't ever let him tell you that it is your fault. That is just him trying to get out of feeling guilty. He even tried to tell me that after I left him...."Remember, it was your fault that I cheated that one time, you accused me of it so I did it". That is when I told him to never bring it up again, I was done and he needed to get on with his life.

My buddy Di over at Weekends Off wrote today about her husbands child with his X. So that got me thinking about my husbands X. I guess this will be the subject of my post today.

First, I will tell you that they were married for 10 years. His parents and his sister begged him not to marry her. They knew that she would be trouble but my husband being the caring person that he is thought he would be able to "help her" and that "all she needs is for someone to love her" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Turns out this woman is phycho. Turns out that this woman in the coarse of their marriage tried to kill herself something like 12 times. Turns out that this woman thought that if her baby (her first child) was a girl (thank God, it was a boy) that she would have to kill it because it would be born on her birthday (that was the due date the doctors gave her) and she was just sure that this child would turn out like her so she would have to get rid of it before it was born. Well, my husband talked to her therapist and with her doctor and they decided that it would be better for the X to have a cesarean on a date close to but not on her birthday even though they knew it was a boy at this time. She is just nuts I tell you. I have a million more stories but I will bring you closer to the present.

After my husband told her that he wanted a divorce (she had told him during the coarse of their marriage that she wanted one over 20 times) She thought that really he just wanted to have sex (she had been sleeping on the couch for over a year and they had not had any intimate contact) So she geared herself up to have sex with him (she says that she was raped by a babysitter, a man she was dating and her father when she was young so that is why the no sex thing, more on that later... I will admit that I do not totally believe her on all aspects) When he turns her down for sex she does not know what to do so she just becomes her old self and yells (ALOT). Finally she gets it through her head and concedes.

They move here from Indiana because this is where her parents live and she wants the kids to be close to them (hence, her father raping her??). My husbands parents also live here so after she leaves in January, he follows in I think April. Once she gets here she decides that she is going to get psychological disability because this is the only way she will be able to get to go to college to become a teacher. Yes, that's right folks...She is now a first grade teacher...Can anyone tell me how in the world someone who is nuts can go to college and graduate to become a teacher of young children...I don't get it either But, then again I don't get a lot of things that she does. Like she has a handicapped sign for her car....She is perfectly fine, she did break her foot a few years back but she is fine now, she even got the people in the apartment building that she lives in to get a specific parking place (the closest one to the stairs, that she can run up and down I may add) for her big fat handicapped ass.

Moving along.....As of right now she wants to take us back to court saying that we owe her all this money...Then she finds out that we are more then willing to go to court and she drops it. This is where we pick it up. Turns out that the children are not going to day care any longer and have not been going since March of 2005 ( $ 65.00 per week is added to the day care that we pay so that we can pay for one of the children to go to day care). Then we subpoena the records from the day care, turns out that when she went before the judge to tell him that she pays $ 65.00 per child per week in day care she was not telling the truth, yes, the day care the children were going to does usually charge $65.00 a week but it turns out that she got a reduction on that fee and has been paying roughly about $ 41.00 TOTAL per week, meaning that not only have we been paying ALL the day care she is pocketing $ 24.00 per week (or about $ 96.00 a month) in day care fees. This will be very interesting to the judge. Also, she wants us to pay for half of all extra curricular activities. Now, normally that would not be a problem but she is NEVER honest about how much something costs. She is trying to tell us that we owe her a little more then $ 3000.00 over the coarse of 3 years for extra curricular activities, now can anyone tell me what the hell she has paid at least $ 6000.00 for over 3 years? I want to know if they went to space camp and they did not tell us about it...Really, she thinks we are stupid. We have asked her for receipts and she just lets that go over her head and pretends that she did not hear it.

This is just a few things that she does. One more thing I will tell you about. She does not teach the children proper hygiene. They do not brush their teeth daily (I really think they only do this at our house) they do not shower daily and sometimes they do not change their clothes (meaning that they sleep in the clothes that they wore and wear them the next day again) She does not make the girl brush her hair daily (she has long hair, almost to her hind end) and the thing that kills me the most about this is the girl goes to school the same place she teaches... how the other teachers and children must talk.

The first time I went to her house to pick up the kids she told me not to mind the mess, she was a full time mother and a full time student and did not have enough time to clean her house. That my friends is an understatement. Her house was filthy, I sooooo wanted to tell her that I also am a full time mother and I work full time but I still have time to clean my house. My grandma used to have a plaque on her wall, it read "My house is clean enough to be healthy and dirty enough to be happy" that is what I go by. Her house was awful but she just did not think that it was too bad. She did not (and still does not) think that having a weeks worth of dishes is a bad thing. Even with food on them still....ICK!!!!!

Ok, I am done....but I still have so much more. Still to come!!

Yes, I am here. I know that I have been absent for a while but things have been on my mind. Yes, I know that is why I come here, to get things off my mind but I was not sure that I wanted to write about this, it is controversial....Well, who cares. This is MY blog right? I can write what I want to write about. I started this so that I could get things off my chest...so here goes.

My Church

What a wonderful feeling it is to me to be able to go to church and worship my God. What a wonderful experience it is. So why do some people make it so difficult?

Here is what is happening even as we speak at my church.

We have some people (I call them the elders, not out of respect But, because they are older and have been coming to this church for many many years.) These people are stirring up trouble with a capitol T.

They have decided that they no longer like the Pastor that we have. They have a few reasons (all of them stupid in my opinion) like he does not wear a coat and tie every single Sunday and they don't like it because he does not always stand behind the pulpit (boring), they do not like that we do not always sing hymns, sometimes we sing praise music (what a tragedy).

They seem to forget that a year ago (after they ran the last Pastor off) they loved him, wanted him to come and by our Pastor, made a vote to get him in, voted him in and now that they know he will not be their puppet, they want him out. Not only do they want him out, they want him to give his resignation they also want the resignation of the Minister of Music and the Minister of Children...Why? Well, maybe it is because they stand behind the Pastor 100% and that just makes the elders angry. So, I guess what is going to happen on Sunday is that all 3 of our fine Pastors are going to give their resignations. What a tragedy. After Sunday the church will employee a janitor, that's it, the rest of the staff has left, they could not stand working with all this crap for the last few months.

Oh, I should tell you that (what they say was the straw that broke the camels back) is our Pastor asked for a resignation of the Pastor of Education because 1) he was looking for a new church to begin with 2) he wants to Pastor a church (and the elders voted him out because he is not ordained) and he was not coming to church anymore...Hence he needs to give his resignation so that they could put a committee on hiring another Minister of Education. Now, the elders are mad about this because even though they did not want him to be our Pastor, they do not want him to be the Pastor of another church either, they want him to just be happy with what he has and stay put, after all, he grew up in this church and the elders helped raise him.

Who knows, I just know that it is so UN Christian to yell at your Pastor in the middle of church because you are not satisfied with the job that he is doing, it is so UN Christian to spread vicious rumors that are not true to make people split with your side, and they just need to know that someday...They will have some explaining to do.

Our Pastor will be alright, as will our Minister of Music and our Minister of Children. And why will they be alright, because they will start a new church (I am praying this will happen) and most of the congregation will go to the new church. You know my favorite saying is "Be careful what you wish for, someday it may come true." Right along with "You never appreciate what you have until it is gone". Amen.