Moving

First of all, do not write to Mother Nature if you want her to be nice. It has the opposite effect. It not only rained today, but it snowed as well. We did get half of the work done today despite her best tries to drench us. So there Mrs. Nature! In the morning, we have just one more load of stuff to go, most of which is being stored in my old house until we can afford a place together in Craig.
Secondly, my ex is a moron. He was supposed to take the kids today, but didn't even call me until after 12. Then he precedes to tell me that his has stage two lymphoma and is sick and blah, blah, blah. Why would he even think I would feel sorry for him. He left me and the kids for another woman and didn't even look back. I really could care less if he died tomorrow. The time he is supposed to have the kids, he makes up excuses not to. I'm sick of explaining, or trying to explain why to my kids. They are too little to understand and have decided that daddy just doesn't want them.
Third, I really do like the Organo Gold products. My energy level is way up, my pants are getting too big, and I actually feel better. This is only day 4 after starting drinking the tea. This stuff rocks.

Ugh

Why is it that some guys are such jerks. My bestie has been dating this guy for just over a year and living with him for about six months. He decided to break up with her, waiting until she got home from work at midnight to do so. Not only that, but he "had" to be drunk to talk to her. He then, for three days, told her that there was no way to change it and it was final. Then her "friend" who is also his friend talked to him and he decided that they should call it a break instead of a breakup and that he was going to Texas to get some "help". Now, a week later, they are still in the same house until she can move her stuff, and he is making her cry on a daily basis, scaring the bejesus out of her two year old son, and blaming her for the whole mess.

On a lighter note, my ex is just as f-ing wonderful. He tells me he will watch the kids yesterday while I help my bestie pack. I called him in the morning to make sure he was awake. He sounded perfectly normal. I got there and he is barely able to breathe and is doing a neb treatment. First of all, he said the problem started the night before when he supposedly got a bee sting (which of course he is allergic to) and used his epi pen. Did he go to the ER? No. Did he tell me on the phone he was having problems breathing? No. Instead he scares the crap out of our kids and my bestie's son. Okay, well maybe that wasn't a lighter note.

So any ways, I went to church this morning with my bestie after her ex made her cry. The kids love this church. I actually feel welcome. Now she is at work and hopefully not crying again. I am super excited for Wednesday to get here. I am getting a second tattoo.

It of course is going to represent my two best accomplishments in life thus far. I keep thinking that I get some of the weirdest tattoos. Most people get something other than Precious Moments. But it is definitely who I am.