Holy Scary Dream Batman

Kevin woke me up at a pivitol part of my dream last night. So pivital this part in fact that i didnt even realized he had said anythign to me becuase i was screaming so loud and hard in my dream...

We were at his family's cabin (I felt it was his families) with our child. (Donavan at samara's age? donno). All was well adn we were getting dressed to go to town to get supplies. As I was half dressed some strange woman came to the door (i think she was lost). Kevin started being very mean and disrespectful toward me. after he kept picking and picking i threw on a sweater, grabbed a couple of garbage bags and told him I was leaving and going home. I packed all of my stuff and the child's stuff while he was going insane threatening me and so on if i left. I packed the stuff in the car, put the kid in and went and sat in the backseat. He had the keys. When he came out he was still freaking adn threatening. he pulled out fo teh driveway and started SPEEDING erradically on teh icy roads while being insane. I was trying to gouge his eyes or nostril and screaming out the window for help while we sped through a town.
When kev said its time to wake up I didnt even hear him. I thought he was calming down in my dream and thats what he said.
Then I woke up. to him saying it again.

SCARY

The plan as of right now.

I am going to relax and nurse my coffee. I earned it. BELIEVE ME... (Ever go to brew coffee but forget to put coffee in the machine...? Ever put coffee and water in teh machine then forget to replace the carafe? Yeah. My morning so far. Not pretty.

So I am going to enjoy this coffee while ignoring my screaming children fighting. I am going to burn the second matrix movie. And while I do that I am going to work on a pogo badge.

After my coffee I am going to tidy the livingroom and dining room and start a load of laundry. And keep tidying until the matrix is done.

When it finishes I am going to relax and watch it in my tidy livingroom. Samara will probably watch it to so we will be havign a deep philosofical (sp) discussion about the movie and the religioun inspired by it. Samara is a good listener.

If the matrix fails like a jackass then I will be watching Escape from NewYork. And enjoying Snake Blitzken's manliness. With Samara. After I explained to her the rules of movies, There are NO WOMEN IN RAMBO... and there is NO CRYING IN BASEBALL! I think she really understood it. Minor oversight when I forgot to tell her Rambo was the good guy and that He didnt kill the (ahem) woman the bad guys did, And yes she was good but THE ARE NO WOMEN IN RAMBO. rambo is too damaged for a girlfriend. To which she relied, "But he HAD a girlfriend..." ANd I replied, "But now she is DEAD. because (say it with me) THERE ARE NO WOMEN IN RAMBO!"

And to reiderate the fact that I believe in forcing violent movies on impressionable children, Donavan LOVED rambo. He sat on my lap and watched happily while rambo prepared his guns for battle. ****DROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLL* HAHA


Now I ahve wasted enough time. There are movies to burn, coffee to drink, badges to work at, 2 rooms to clean, and movies to watch.

Went to My Aunt's Wedding Today. (yesterday)

It was gorgeous. :)



I think about getting married occasionally... I dont want to be married in a church because it holds no significance to me (sorry, but I am being honest.)

I was never raised in a religious home and though I have gone to a local church a number of times teh past few years I still dont find the comfort or meaning in it that others do.



I always thought I wanted to be married in teh courthouse. My mother and stepfather were married there in fact. but i have been second thoughting that alot lately. It just lacks some feeling I think. Henri and Bill were married in a friend's back yard and it was lovely. I am thinking now that I would like to be married outside too. :):) I want the dress and veil and flowers. I ahve NO IDEA who I would pick to stand with me or anythign like that. (unlike many I dont really have any lifelong friends.) Technically my oldest friend is Jennf rom ontario but i havent seen her since 6th grade and havent really talked to her in aout 5 years besides facebook. and even then it isnt nearly as close as it was before.



The biggest thing I always wanted was the reception and party since the days of catering weddings. It was always so neat when teh bride would be there in her long gorgeous dress :):)

I would probably have dinner catered then a kareoke dance later once the kids are gone. (I dont sing kareoke unless too too drunk to hear myself but I enjoy it. LOL. Kev likes to sing too ;)

Im a Wussy

I could survive for 60 seconds chained to a bunk bed with a velociraptor



Kev could make it a minute and 19 seconds... LOL... how long could you?

Beware... I am Blogging again

Or dont beware ;)

Donavan is sittign in teh toybox playing with a barbie and samara is waxing poetic about a sunfllower that died at my motehr's house. while I work on a Pogo badge. I think my neighbors downstairs are fighting (she said she was going to kick him out after the weekend so maybe?) or theyre laugh? maybe? The upstairs neighbors kept kevin up last night again with their outrageously loud music. a day in the life and all i guess. ive been up foir an hour and a half and i havent done anythign but make the kiddies toast. I finished my book last night so today I shall be searching for another one to read. Ive been on a historical romace kick lately. its a guilty pleasure. The men are so big and strong and the women (in johanna lindsay's books at least) defy convention by being absolutly strong and independant.

Ive been trying to get ahold of a friend of mine for a week now. GRR. LOL. I feel like i am bugging her or somethign when i call. its hard to say if she even knows ive been calling. LOL. her man doesnt give messages and aparently he is the type who RUNS to the phone to see who has called.

I guess ill go and call her again LMAO.

Here is a slightly rhetorical question...

that is slightly not...

I AM NOT PLANNING A TRIP TO COURT (yet.. mwahaha... jk) BUT...

Say the person paying child support to the other person for one child (lets call him Mr. I... No too obvious... HAHA Mr. A paying Ms. B), records a musical cd and the cd is picked up to be sold in stores for $15.00 a pop. And Mr. A decides to donate the proceeds to a very good charity would the money from the sale of the c.d.s be considered income??? And therefore should it be taken into consideration for child support?

Bah

My daughter's donor (who I have nothing nice to say about besides he is brave to be wearing heavy guyliner around here...) pays me support to the tune of (more money that anyone else's donor pays aparently.) X dollars calculated by his expense report (including, like, $60.00 monthly haircuts etc HAHA) and his income tax information in which he only included income from his techie work. When I was feeling angry and vindictive and tired of fighting over visitation that he didnt actually want, just wanted to fight over recently... (vinDICKtive.. nvm...)... I was going to take him back to court to have arrangements put in stone instead of "as agree'd apon by teh two parties". If I had to do that I was going to go for a recount in maintanence. Dude travels EVERYWHERE with his "music" plays bars and clubs and coffeehouses at top pay. Well known fact FEW musicians (not him) ever report such income as income unless called on it, which is happening more and more. I was going to call him on it. (see the absolute distaste i have for him and his squabbles and bullying?)
Then I decided to give him 1 ONE more chance and we settled on an agreement. Much mudslinging and snarkiness abound of course. and so I saved us all a trip to court. I dont NEED more money, just a way to make that money grubbing tight wad suffer for his bullying and general assholiness.

Which brings up my thought. As soon as I read he was donating the proceeds to charity the other day (He posted it EVERYWHERE) I knew that there were 2 reasons to do it. number 1) impress whatever chick/ news article he was trying to impress and B) *DRUMROLL* to avoid having to give anything to ME for MY DAUGHTER. He is just that type of person.

So teh general question (whoever is still hanging on... Kim??? Deb??? AT LEAST?!?!??!!?!??? guyyyyyyssss??? hello??? *cheep cheep cheep* anywho

can a person paying support avoid paying it by donating his or her (equal oportunity here people) earnings to a charity???

Changing the about this blog...

...
If only I could figure out how. HAHA

This blog is all about the many ways that I can laugh while poor, heartbroken, in pain, down on my luck, and in the middle of any of the many feuds that I seem to be suffering at anytime. (why does the world hate me??? WHY?)


add to that ANOTHER COMPLIMENT form the annon... (bet you thought i was going to type that... SYK... sike? cike? whatever,,,) in the form of, though i am not witty like dooce or Liz or the umpteen other professional mommybloggers ;);) I still have my personable appeal ;)

Yes, it is true... this is what it is like to ahve a phone conversation with me... except this way there is no other party interrupting me thinking that they deserve to talk too. HAHA... WAIT UNTIL THE END...

I wish phone calls came with the option to comment...