Showing posts with label I love my life now. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I love my life now. Show all posts

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Please excuse my rudeness...

but this is an open letter to my ex's (the FW) fiancee... Yes, I said fiancee..

RUN. As fast as you can - RUN.

He is a pathological liar - which you will find out, probably too late. He twists reality to suit his own needs (usually making him look the victim) and wants. He is a very selfish person, and will do what he wants to get what he wants when he wants it.

He has had a self-imposed "two year" expiration date on most of his relationships - mainly because his attention span can't last much longer than that. The only reason why you got a ring and a proposal is because you refuse to sleep with him until you're married. We'll give the expiration date a little leeway, but you've been warned.

Don't believe everything he tells you. Especially about his ex-girlfriends. Most of it? Not true. His father will never hand over his company to him. He will never gain full custody of his son. He is considered the fuck-up in his family. And for good reason.

Everyone knows that you write his emails for him - he is a grammatical nightmare, and when they make sense? They're written by someone else. I did it, as did the one before me. We all fell victim to the "poor me" - we just got out before we got sucked in too far. Regardless of what he may have told you. And for me? I'm so much happier now - so when he tells you that I'm bitter and want him back - SO not true. I wouldn't touch him with a 10 ft. pole. I don't care how much money he has.

While some members of his family are wonderful, most of them are not what they seem. They will make you believe they care about you and stab you in the back without warning. They would support him in anything - including locking you out of the house if you try to tell him what to do or suggest anything that he is not in favor of.

Don't ever suggest to him he can't be friends with someone - no matter how much they take advantage of him - or give him an ultimatum - because the act of you telling him "NO" will turn him into the 17 year old boy that he truly is and he will dig his heels deep into the shit that they usually are in - and you will lose.

Run now while you can. It's not worth giving up your integrity, life and all else that you hold on to.

But if you don't run? Get married, pregnant and then take him for everything you can - because in a court of law? Virgin trumps EVERYTHING.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Catching up...

I've been reading, just not posting.

Some things that I've discovered....

I love peas. Wasabi peas that is (I actually love the wasabi nuts better, but I figure peas are more low-fat, right). If you put more than 3, 4 or even 12 in your mouth at the same time, though? They get hot. They burn. And I keep wanting to say WASAAAAAAAAAAAAABI??!! to people. I miss my friend Sharon F from Boston - we used to do that all the time..

WASAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABI!!!

My Peonies are dying. I may try and re-plant them to the front of the house, but they're not doing well where they are. :(

My grass, however, IS GROWING!! Yay!! It's like puberty in my back yard - peach fuzz with blank spots of dirt. LOL

We have had some awesome thunder/lightning storms the past few nights, and I love watching storms come in. We're surrounded by fields pretty much - so we can see them rolling in and it is awesome. I miss living on the lake and watching that.

I miss living on the lake. I'll admit it. I miss the lifestyle that went along with it, too. I miss the people, but not the knowledge that they are your friends as long as it seems that you have money or access to it. The gossipy, petty backstabbing I can (and do) do without. I never bought into that crap anyway. But I miss being able to go to the end of the dock and just jump in. My dream home is a place on the ocean.

I miss sleep. Apparently so much that I felt the need to visit with it until after 10:30 this morning! WOW!! LOL that was nice.

I've discovered that there is a direct link to what goes in your mouth to how fat your ass may be. Who knew?!?!

I want a breast reduction. Seriously.

I love my kid. He's funny. :)

I'm happy with my life. :D