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Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Would You Be Happier Without Children....

It is an age old question pondered by many parents. I gave this some thought the other day, as I am embarking on adding three more children to my household.

Happier? No. Richer? Certainly, after I just spent hundreds of dollars for back to school items. More serene? For sure...as I worry about sore throats, bumps and bruises. Less Sleep Deprived? If I could just sleep till noon. More Organized? I won't have to keep 6 children's activities straight. But happier, not on your like.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Women's Lack of Sense

Why? Why oh why do I always seem to hear the excuses coming out of women's mouths about their men? Why are they so willing to accept disrespect from them? Why would they tolerate indiscretions and lies? Is their self worth so demeaned they are able to belittle themselves to expect less from a romantic interest than common sense would dictate?

I am dumbfounded by what lengths women will go through to "stand by their man". What do these pathetic souls need? Possibly a stamp for their forehead "Yes I am a dormat, please walk all over me." "I will accept any excuse you give me if it sounds sincere". Wake up and smell the spermicide! Life is too short to waste your time on anyone who will not completely devote themselves to you.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Re-Building

My new home has become a symbol to me. A way of starting anew. A way to fix something after I have completely destroyed what I had in a marriage. It has been my self help project. But honestly, I think therapy would have been much cheaper. However, the effect I don't think would have been the same. I needed to put this back together. Take something that was left abandoned and neglected and breathe new life into it. Sure there were a few glitches during the process (did I mention the water leak from my kitchen ceiling?) and there are plenty of projects still left to complete (and begin) but I brought beauty back to it. This is someplace I can call my own. It can't be ripped away from me and occupied by another. This is my labor of love and for all the scorpions and gophers there are, it is ALL MINE!