Tuesday, September 28, 2004
Just thought I'd let everyone know that John has made it so that anyone can comment on these blogs now. Not just blog users.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:53 PM,
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In addition
Monday, September 27, 2004
So I got home from work last night and visited with a friend from work for a while. Then I went to start packing and noticed that some things where not the way they were left. For starters the folding door between upstairs and down stairs was wide open. We normally have this closed so the cats can't get on the stairs and that leaves a no cat buffer zone between the apartments for Owen upstairs who is allergic to cats. Next I noticed that the light was on. which is really odd because I did not even know there was a light. Then I noticed the damage on the door and door frame and the upper lock that I had locked myself was...Well...unlocked.. The hole in the frame was a perfect fit for our crow bar. And the door looked like it had been pried open. I saw that the lights were on upstairs so I figured I would go up and see if Owen had noticed anything amiss, however he did not answer. So I did not touch anything, and waited for my man to get home. Because our phones were disconnected today (yet one more major stress on top of the rest this week) we had to go over and use my parents phone to call the RCMP-where I had to face my little whore...sister. So we called Kelly first to make sure he didn't do it. Then the RCMP to report it. After which my parents mentioned that Owen had been acting weird when they walked past. John decided to call and find out what the hell was going on, where upon Owen admits that HE BROKE INTO OUR APARTMENT AND DAMAGED THE DOOR BECAUSE HE LOST HIS KEYS! John freaks on him and says that he can call the cops back and tell them what happened and see if they'll stop the officer from coming out to our place! If the asshole had answered his door in the first place the RCMP would not have been involved.
Maybe it's a good thing he didn't though, because since we're moving we now have it on record that he did the damage and we can't be held responsible. However I was not sure if the call had gone on record because they did not sent anyone out. So I called back just to find out for sure. As it turned out Owen had called the RCMP right after we told him to, but he told them that he was going to get his mom to pay for the damage. Dispatch ended up getting frustrated with my question and sent someone out anyway. We now have a case ID number that we can reference...just in case. Still makes us wonder though, we had some DVD's go missing while we where in Edmonton, no signs of forced entry and nothing else was taken...
But how is this for coincidence...when Kris, Jackie, John and myself were robbed in Surrey, the people who did it came in through John's and my bedroom window. Guess which window Owen used to get into our home this time.
I started this fight between myself and all of John's friends and their friends, got told my whore...sister...is pregnant and got told by my mom to grow up and accept it, then had my home violated again, all in the same week. I'm at the point now where a pin could drop and I'd die laughing in hysterics.
I want the world to stop for a moment just so I can catch my breath and have a good cry. But we're moving in a few days so no rest for me.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 3:44 AM,
,
Hard Times.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
The last week almost have been really hard. First I started my own blog, and naively thought that because everyone else expresses feelings in their blogs, I was allowed to as well. I mean the blogs that I've read have made people feel sorry, happy and sometimes jealous for the writer. But I guess I put too much feeling into my blog and I made a few people angry. The end result of the whole thing is the same as my original intentions. People are now talking, and hopefully can work on their friendships again.
Two days later my mom calls John at work and tells him to give me some bad news. My little whore...sorry sister is pregnant. She has done nothing with her life, she forces other people to pay for her when ever she goes out, eats other peoples food when she goes anywhere, borrows money and expects people to just give it and not pay it back. Basically she freeloads off of everybody, has no way to support herself and thinks this is okay. I found out the other day as well that what she was saying about not working as a pharm tech (which she went to school for a year and qualified) right now because she now longer carries a license for it is shit. BC does not require it's techs to have licenses. Then I find out that while she was living in Guelph with her fiance, he and his family would give her money for transportation so she could get a job and out of the house. Only she whined about being scared of the bus so they gave her money for a cab. Then they found out that she was purposely putting the wrong address and phone number on her resumes. Now she's freeloading off my parents and expect them to support her while she goes off and does her own thing. Like get pregnant with the guy she's been with for two and a half months. She's two months along.
Since she's an officer with the Navy League Cadets (9-12 year olds), I wonder how much Corry's Commanding Officer would like to hear that Corry slept with her 15 year old nephew? The 15 year old being my brother's bestfriend and the nephew of the CO of the navy league corps. Corry was 21 at the time...God I hate my sister.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:19 PM,
,
Holy! High Tempers!
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
This is all because I spoke my mind, on my first post, an someone took it more personally then I intended. And this post is my response to his response.
Well, talk about misunderstandings coming out of ppls assholes! Who knew I could cause such chaos? Just for the record my blog was not about "B&L" However it was about "B" and other of "J"'s friends...But that's just a side note. I choose not to have many "friends" however I do have lots of people I talk to and talk to me.
I was looking for friends that are in the same stage in family planning as "J" and I were. Honestly "B" what advise could you have for him if "J" told you that I'd been crying myself to sleep every night lately because we've been trying so hard and for so long and yet my arms are still empty of my child or because something is wrong with my body and he can't give me the only thing that I want, besides him? How can you relate to that when you don't want children of your own. So yes I did want to have some people that we could relate too. Never once were you told that they would replace you as friends. They would simply be more friends. Another thing there is that you have, many times, told us how much "L" wants to have a child and you would appreciate our not talking about "trying" with her around. As of right now that is a major part of our lives and it's become something we can't talk to you and your lady about.
As for moving in I'm sorry I honestly don't remember this. So my apologies there.
Something else that I don't remember is "Unacceptable behavior includes: lap dances, hand jobs, flashing only one person so no-one else can enjoy it, deep French kisses, or any other act or behavior that distracts more than one person from the game." But I do think that if actions between one man and one woman could make a single person think of how alone he/she is then maybe seeing a man who has two women doing the some thing might make that feeling worse. No matter how it's flaunted.
I want "J" to go out and enjoy his friends both single and not, because I understand that there will be times where he's going to need them, without me around. Your friendship with my husband seems to have started it's downward spiral when I came into his picture and for that I'm deeply sorry for.
The thing is, I never meant to make anyone angry or insulted. I only meant to let people know that there were some tender feelings floating around that I thought everyone should know about. Maybe the two of you should get together for coffee or something you "B" don't get to do often (But be careful, you might end up doing something that does not include technology or anything else requiring money. You know, being as poor as we are!) ) and talk through this tangle of misunderstandings and accusations on both parts and work on regaining your - once great - relationship again. As you put earlier, you're only going to be ten blocks away from each other. Incentive for you both to get out and walk off the weight you both bitch about!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 3:03 AM,
,
Americans
Monday, September 20, 2004
I don't know why but the smartest Americans that I've encountered are all on TV and are fictitious. I'm working in a call centre where we deal with customer service for a company based in the United States. And I don't know if it's simply that they are simply not exercising the matter between their ears or if they really are that simple minded! I'm sorry if my computer says a station does not exist I'm not pulling up an address for it nor am I going to be able to give a phone number either! Or even better, "I'm sorry sir, I understand you're in the process of boarding up your windows, but if there is a hurricane going through that city, then no were not delivering any packages...No, sir we don't want to risk the lives of our couriers...We will be able to start delivering the packages when the authorities say it's safe...No sir, I don't know when. Probably after the hurricane has finished... No sir I don't know when that will be." And I'm not exaggerating! Nor am I the only agent that has had that conversation. The best ones are the ones who try to lie to us, even after we explain to them that we have all that information on our screen in front of us!
One last thing I recommend is that when you have to call customer service for what ever reason, plz have all your information handy and ready just in case. It makes it a lot easier for the person on the other end of the phone and makes for a quick call. Then they don't get into trouble.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:55 AM,
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Roommate
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Well we've had "K2" living with us for a bit now and it's kind of fun having him around. At least I think so, "J" on the other hand could probably do with out the marital advise. Because of a misunderstanding on "K2"'s part he dubbed himself my number 2 husband and "J" hates that. However he piques "J"'s interest every time he comes home with a new comp game, and they tend to laugh at the same things. for instance last night they were both wetting themselves over a site that "J" had found where you can shoot clay cats. Of course I hated it.
However I'm not sure how I feel about him only being here for 2 weeks and already he's seen my breasts twice. Both times were accidents. The first time he'd been beaten up and when he got home "J" and I were in bed, so I told him to plz go in his room and turn around so I could get out of bed to check that he was ok - though I didn't tell him I was getting out of bed so he went in his room and did a 360, by which time I was already out of bed and reaching for my robe. At least I was wearing underwear. The second time was this morning when "J" and I had been wrestling. At one point I was moving in one direction while my robe was moving in another (mainly because "J" had a good hold of it) at the same time "K2" walked into the room. Oops.
"K" and "J" I don't know if you've had the opportunity to see "K2" with your boy but he's had Boo (my nephew) laughing so hard all night I've had to change Boo's diaper twice. Next time is his turn!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 9:12 PM,
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Friendship
Friday, September 17, 2004
The dictionary definition:
Friendship
\Friend"ship\, N. [AS. fre['o]ndscipe. See Friend, and -ship.] 1. The state of being friends; friendly relation, or attachment, to a person, or between persons; affection arising from mutual esteem and good will; friendliness; amity; good will.
Note the word MUTUAL. It's a 50/50 thing, both parties putting the same amount of effort into something worth keeping. If only one person is putting in an effort it's not friendship it's a sham, a farce!
Personally I have few people I call friends. A few people who I can talk to who understand me and I hope to understand them. And I hate that I had to leave them behind. I would gladly move back to a city that I hate just so that I could be closer to them again.
"J" on the other hand had a few more. We moved back here so that my husband could be closer to most of his friends, and our families. Now what it looks like is that people we thought were friends here really aren't. And what's most surprising is that someone who's openly loud, crass, lazy, childish, and generally a thorn in my side (because he didn't agree that J should marry me) has been the better of all J's friends here. Which is still not saying much at all. It is so hard to sit here and watch while my husband wonders why the men he chose to stand up with him, don't call, don't invite him to do anything, or even let him know that they might think about him sometimes. I sit here and wonder if maybe I had done something to turn them off to him? Or if they even felt his friendship was worth it? Is this their way of saying "we don't want you around"?
It's tiring enough watching someone constantly putting out the hand of friendship only to watch as he rests the people he calls "friends" seem to forget him. I can't imagin how lonely he must feel believeing no one thinks he a worth while friend. He calls, writes, and will waste precious gas going to someone else's place. I don't remember the last time his "friends" called him or took him up on offers for dinner, or even just showed up because they felt like it. However I do remember being told myself by these same people that I don't do any of that. Bit hypocritical hey? They're not my friends - my friends don't treat me like that so why should I call? . I also remember being told not to be affectionate with my brand new husband at one man's place, only to have the same man flaunting his mistress who was not his fiancee (and one of my own bridesmaids) infront of the same people we made "uncomfortable", like he didn't care how much his actions had really just hurt someone, and embarassed someone else who calls him BEST friend.
If any my husbands "friends" ever read this, do him a favor either cut him loose or get off your lazy asses and make him feel like you are the friends he thinks you are.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 12:49 AM,
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Monday, September 27, 2004
So I got home from work last night and visited with a friend from work for a while. Then I went to start packing and noticed that some things where not the way they were left. For starters the folding door between upstairs and down stairs was wide open. We normally have this closed so the cats can't get on the stairs and that leaves a no cat buffer zone between the apartments for Owen upstairs who is allergic to cats. Next I noticed that the light was on. which is really odd because I did not even know there was a light. Then I noticed the damage on the door and door frame and the upper lock that I had locked myself was...Well...unlocked.. The hole in the frame was a perfect fit for our crow bar. And the door looked like it had been pried open. I saw that the lights were on upstairs so I figured I would go up and see if Owen had noticed anything amiss, however he did not answer. So I did not touch anything, and waited for my man to get home. Because our phones were disconnected today (yet one more major stress on top of the rest this week) we had to go over and use my parents phone to call the RCMP-where I had to face my little whore...sister. So we called Kelly first to make sure he didn't do it. Then the RCMP to report it. After which my parents mentioned that Owen had been acting weird when they walked past. John decided to call and find out what the hell was going on, where upon Owen admits that HE BROKE INTO OUR APARTMENT AND DAMAGED THE DOOR BECAUSE HE LOST HIS KEYS! John freaks on him and says that he can call the cops back and tell them what happened and see if they'll stop the officer from coming out to our place! If the asshole had answered his door in the first place the RCMP would not have been involved.
Maybe it's a good thing he didn't though, because since we're moving we now have it on record that he did the damage and we can't be held responsible. However I was not sure if the call had gone on record because they did not sent anyone out. So I called back just to find out for sure. As it turned out Owen had called the RCMP right after we told him to, but he told them that he was going to get his mom to pay for the damage. Dispatch ended up getting frustrated with my question and sent someone out anyway. We now have a case ID number that we can reference...just in case. Still makes us wonder though, we had some DVD's go missing while we where in Edmonton, no signs of forced entry and nothing else was taken...
But how is this for coincidence...when Kris, Jackie, John and myself were robbed in Surrey, the people who did it came in through John's and my bedroom window. Guess which window Owen used to get into our home this time.
I started this fight between myself and all of John's friends and their friends, got told my whore...sister...is pregnant and got told by my mom to grow up and accept it, then had my home violated again, all in the same week. I'm at the point now where a pin could drop and I'd die laughing in hysterics.
I want the world to stop for a moment just so I can catch my breath and have a good cry. But we're moving in a few days so no rest for me.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 3:44 AM,
,
Hard Times.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
The last week almost have been really hard. First I started my own blog, and naively thought that because everyone else expresses feelings in their blogs, I was allowed to as well. I mean the blogs that I've read have made people feel sorry, happy and sometimes jealous for the writer. But I guess I put too much feeling into my blog and I made a few people angry. The end result of the whole thing is the same as my original intentions. People are now talking, and hopefully can work on their friendships again.
Two days later my mom calls John at work and tells him to give me some bad news. My little whore...sorry sister is pregnant. She has done nothing with her life, she forces other people to pay for her when ever she goes out, eats other peoples food when she goes anywhere, borrows money and expects people to just give it and not pay it back. Basically she freeloads off of everybody, has no way to support herself and thinks this is okay. I found out the other day as well that what she was saying about not working as a pharm tech (which she went to school for a year and qualified) right now because she now longer carries a license for it is shit. BC does not require it's techs to have licenses. Then I find out that while she was living in Guelph with her fiance, he and his family would give her money for transportation so she could get a job and out of the house. Only she whined about being scared of the bus so they gave her money for a cab. Then they found out that she was purposely putting the wrong address and phone number on her resumes. Now she's freeloading off my parents and expect them to support her while she goes off and does her own thing. Like get pregnant with the guy she's been with for two and a half months. She's two months along.
Since she's an officer with the Navy League Cadets (9-12 year olds), I wonder how much Corry's Commanding Officer would like to hear that Corry slept with her 15 year old nephew? The 15 year old being my brother's bestfriend and the nephew of the CO of the navy league corps. Corry was 21 at the time...God I hate my sister.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:19 PM,
,
Holy! High Tempers!
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
This is all because I spoke my mind, on my first post, an someone took it more personally then I intended. And this post is my response to his response.
Well, talk about misunderstandings coming out of ppls assholes! Who knew I could cause such chaos? Just for the record my blog was not about "B&L" However it was about "B" and other of "J"'s friends...But that's just a side note. I choose not to have many "friends" however I do have lots of people I talk to and talk to me.
I was looking for friends that are in the same stage in family planning as "J" and I were. Honestly "B" what advise could you have for him if "J" told you that I'd been crying myself to sleep every night lately because we've been trying so hard and for so long and yet my arms are still empty of my child or because something is wrong with my body and he can't give me the only thing that I want, besides him? How can you relate to that when you don't want children of your own. So yes I did want to have some people that we could relate too. Never once were you told that they would replace you as friends. They would simply be more friends. Another thing there is that you have, many times, told us how much "L" wants to have a child and you would appreciate our not talking about "trying" with her around. As of right now that is a major part of our lives and it's become something we can't talk to you and your lady about.
As for moving in I'm sorry I honestly don't remember this. So my apologies there.
Something else that I don't remember is "Unacceptable behavior includes: lap dances, hand jobs, flashing only one person so no-one else can enjoy it, deep French kisses, or any other act or behavior that distracts more than one person from the game." But I do think that if actions between one man and one woman could make a single person think of how alone he/she is then maybe seeing a man who has two women doing the some thing might make that feeling worse. No matter how it's flaunted.
I want "J" to go out and enjoy his friends both single and not, because I understand that there will be times where he's going to need them, without me around. Your friendship with my husband seems to have started it's downward spiral when I came into his picture and for that I'm deeply sorry for.
The thing is, I never meant to make anyone angry or insulted. I only meant to let people know that there were some tender feelings floating around that I thought everyone should know about. Maybe the two of you should get together for coffee or something you "B" don't get to do often (But be careful, you might end up doing something that does not include technology or anything else requiring money. You know, being as poor as we are!) ) and talk through this tangle of misunderstandings and accusations on both parts and work on regaining your - once great - relationship again. As you put earlier, you're only going to be ten blocks away from each other. Incentive for you both to get out and walk off the weight you both bitch about!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 3:03 AM,
,
Americans
Monday, September 20, 2004
I don't know why but the smartest Americans that I've encountered are all on TV and are fictitious. I'm working in a call centre where we deal with customer service for a company based in the United States. And I don't know if it's simply that they are simply not exercising the matter between their ears or if they really are that simple minded! I'm sorry if my computer says a station does not exist I'm not pulling up an address for it nor am I going to be able to give a phone number either! Or even better, "I'm sorry sir, I understand you're in the process of boarding up your windows, but if there is a hurricane going through that city, then no were not delivering any packages...No, sir we don't want to risk the lives of our couriers...We will be able to start delivering the packages when the authorities say it's safe...No sir, I don't know when. Probably after the hurricane has finished... No sir I don't know when that will be." And I'm not exaggerating! Nor am I the only agent that has had that conversation. The best ones are the ones who try to lie to us, even after we explain to them that we have all that information on our screen in front of us!
One last thing I recommend is that when you have to call customer service for what ever reason, plz have all your information handy and ready just in case. It makes it a lot easier for the person on the other end of the phone and makes for a quick call. Then they don't get into trouble.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:55 AM,
,
Roommate
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Well we've had "K2" living with us for a bit now and it's kind of fun having him around. At least I think so, "J" on the other hand could probably do with out the marital advise. Because of a misunderstanding on "K2"'s part he dubbed himself my number 2 husband and "J" hates that. However he piques "J"'s interest every time he comes home with a new comp game, and they tend to laugh at the same things. for instance last night they were both wetting themselves over a site that "J" had found where you can shoot clay cats. Of course I hated it.
However I'm not sure how I feel about him only being here for 2 weeks and already he's seen my breasts twice. Both times were accidents. The first time he'd been beaten up and when he got home "J" and I were in bed, so I told him to plz go in his room and turn around so I could get out of bed to check that he was ok - though I didn't tell him I was getting out of bed so he went in his room and did a 360, by which time I was already out of bed and reaching for my robe. At least I was wearing underwear. The second time was this morning when "J" and I had been wrestling. At one point I was moving in one direction while my robe was moving in another (mainly because "J" had a good hold of it) at the same time "K2" walked into the room. Oops.
"K" and "J" I don't know if you've had the opportunity to see "K2" with your boy but he's had Boo (my nephew) laughing so hard all night I've had to change Boo's diaper twice. Next time is his turn!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 9:12 PM,
,
Friendship
Friday, September 17, 2004
The dictionary definition:
Friendship
\Friend"ship\, N. [AS. fre['o]ndscipe. See Friend, and -ship.] 1. The state of being friends; friendly relation, or attachment, to a person, or between persons; affection arising from mutual esteem and good will; friendliness; amity; good will.
Note the word MUTUAL. It's a 50/50 thing, both parties putting the same amount of effort into something worth keeping. If only one person is putting in an effort it's not friendship it's a sham, a farce!
Personally I have few people I call friends. A few people who I can talk to who understand me and I hope to understand them. And I hate that I had to leave them behind. I would gladly move back to a city that I hate just so that I could be closer to them again.
"J" on the other hand had a few more. We moved back here so that my husband could be closer to most of his friends, and our families. Now what it looks like is that people we thought were friends here really aren't. And what's most surprising is that someone who's openly loud, crass, lazy, childish, and generally a thorn in my side (because he didn't agree that J should marry me) has been the better of all J's friends here. Which is still not saying much at all. It is so hard to sit here and watch while my husband wonders why the men he chose to stand up with him, don't call, don't invite him to do anything, or even let him know that they might think about him sometimes. I sit here and wonder if maybe I had done something to turn them off to him? Or if they even felt his friendship was worth it? Is this their way of saying "we don't want you around"?
It's tiring enough watching someone constantly putting out the hand of friendship only to watch as he rests the people he calls "friends" seem to forget him. I can't imagin how lonely he must feel believeing no one thinks he a worth while friend. He calls, writes, and will waste precious gas going to someone else's place. I don't remember the last time his "friends" called him or took him up on offers for dinner, or even just showed up because they felt like it. However I do remember being told myself by these same people that I don't do any of that. Bit hypocritical hey? They're not my friends - my friends don't treat me like that so why should I call? . I also remember being told not to be affectionate with my brand new husband at one man's place, only to have the same man flaunting his mistress who was not his fiancee (and one of my own bridesmaids) infront of the same people we made "uncomfortable", like he didn't care how much his actions had really just hurt someone, and embarassed someone else who calls him BEST friend.
If any my husbands "friends" ever read this, do him a favor either cut him loose or get off your lazy asses and make him feel like you are the friends he thinks you are.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 12:49 AM,
,
Sunday, September 26, 2004
The last week almost have been really hard. First I started my own blog, and naively thought that because everyone else expresses feelings in their blogs, I was allowed to as well. I mean the blogs that I've read have made people feel sorry, happy and sometimes jealous for the writer. But I guess I put too much feeling into my blog and I made a few people angry. The end result of the whole thing is the same as my original intentions. People are now talking, and hopefully can work on their friendships again.
Two days later my mom calls John at work and tells him to give me some bad news. My little whore...sorry sister is pregnant. She has done nothing with her life, she forces other people to pay for her when ever she goes out, eats other peoples food when she goes anywhere, borrows money and expects people to just give it and not pay it back. Basically she freeloads off of everybody, has no way to support herself and thinks this is okay. I found out the other day as well that what she was saying about not working as a pharm tech (which she went to school for a year and qualified) right now because she now longer carries a license for it is shit. BC does not require it's techs to have licenses. Then I find out that while she was living in Guelph with her fiance, he and his family would give her money for transportation so she could get a job and out of the house. Only she whined about being scared of the bus so they gave her money for a cab. Then they found out that she was purposely putting the wrong address and phone number on her resumes. Now she's freeloading off my parents and expect them to support her while she goes off and does her own thing. Like get pregnant with the guy she's been with for two and a half months. She's two months along.
Since she's an officer with the Navy League Cadets (9-12 year olds), I wonder how much Corry's Commanding Officer would like to hear that Corry slept with her 15 year old nephew? The 15 year old being my brother's bestfriend and the nephew of the CO of the navy league corps. Corry was 21 at the time...God I hate my sister.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:19 PM,
,
Holy! High Tempers!
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
This is all because I spoke my mind, on my first post, an someone took it more personally then I intended. And this post is my response to his response.
Well, talk about misunderstandings coming out of ppls assholes! Who knew I could cause such chaos? Just for the record my blog was not about "B&L" However it was about "B" and other of "J"'s friends...But that's just a side note. I choose not to have many "friends" however I do have lots of people I talk to and talk to me.
I was looking for friends that are in the same stage in family planning as "J" and I were. Honestly "B" what advise could you have for him if "J" told you that I'd been crying myself to sleep every night lately because we've been trying so hard and for so long and yet my arms are still empty of my child or because something is wrong with my body and he can't give me the only thing that I want, besides him? How can you relate to that when you don't want children of your own. So yes I did want to have some people that we could relate too. Never once were you told that they would replace you as friends. They would simply be more friends. Another thing there is that you have, many times, told us how much "L" wants to have a child and you would appreciate our not talking about "trying" with her around. As of right now that is a major part of our lives and it's become something we can't talk to you and your lady about.
As for moving in I'm sorry I honestly don't remember this. So my apologies there.
Something else that I don't remember is "Unacceptable behavior includes: lap dances, hand jobs, flashing only one person so no-one else can enjoy it, deep French kisses, or any other act or behavior that distracts more than one person from the game." But I do think that if actions between one man and one woman could make a single person think of how alone he/she is then maybe seeing a man who has two women doing the some thing might make that feeling worse. No matter how it's flaunted.
I want "J" to go out and enjoy his friends both single and not, because I understand that there will be times where he's going to need them, without me around. Your friendship with my husband seems to have started it's downward spiral when I came into his picture and for that I'm deeply sorry for.
The thing is, I never meant to make anyone angry or insulted. I only meant to let people know that there were some tender feelings floating around that I thought everyone should know about. Maybe the two of you should get together for coffee or something you "B" don't get to do often (But be careful, you might end up doing something that does not include technology or anything else requiring money. You know, being as poor as we are!) ) and talk through this tangle of misunderstandings and accusations on both parts and work on regaining your - once great - relationship again. As you put earlier, you're only going to be ten blocks away from each other. Incentive for you both to get out and walk off the weight you both bitch about!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 3:03 AM,
,
Americans
Monday, September 20, 2004
I don't know why but the smartest Americans that I've encountered are all on TV and are fictitious. I'm working in a call centre where we deal with customer service for a company based in the United States. And I don't know if it's simply that they are simply not exercising the matter between their ears or if they really are that simple minded! I'm sorry if my computer says a station does not exist I'm not pulling up an address for it nor am I going to be able to give a phone number either! Or even better, "I'm sorry sir, I understand you're in the process of boarding up your windows, but if there is a hurricane going through that city, then no were not delivering any packages...No, sir we don't want to risk the lives of our couriers...We will be able to start delivering the packages when the authorities say it's safe...No sir, I don't know when. Probably after the hurricane has finished... No sir I don't know when that will be." And I'm not exaggerating! Nor am I the only agent that has had that conversation. The best ones are the ones who try to lie to us, even after we explain to them that we have all that information on our screen in front of us!
One last thing I recommend is that when you have to call customer service for what ever reason, plz have all your information handy and ready just in case. It makes it a lot easier for the person on the other end of the phone and makes for a quick call. Then they don't get into trouble.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:55 AM,
,
Roommate
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Well we've had "K2" living with us for a bit now and it's kind of fun having him around. At least I think so, "J" on the other hand could probably do with out the marital advise. Because of a misunderstanding on "K2"'s part he dubbed himself my number 2 husband and "J" hates that. However he piques "J"'s interest every time he comes home with a new comp game, and they tend to laugh at the same things. for instance last night they were both wetting themselves over a site that "J" had found where you can shoot clay cats. Of course I hated it.
However I'm not sure how I feel about him only being here for 2 weeks and already he's seen my breasts twice. Both times were accidents. The first time he'd been beaten up and when he got home "J" and I were in bed, so I told him to plz go in his room and turn around so I could get out of bed to check that he was ok - though I didn't tell him I was getting out of bed so he went in his room and did a 360, by which time I was already out of bed and reaching for my robe. At least I was wearing underwear. The second time was this morning when "J" and I had been wrestling. At one point I was moving in one direction while my robe was moving in another (mainly because "J" had a good hold of it) at the same time "K2" walked into the room. Oops.
"K" and "J" I don't know if you've had the opportunity to see "K2" with your boy but he's had Boo (my nephew) laughing so hard all night I've had to change Boo's diaper twice. Next time is his turn!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 9:12 PM,
,
Friendship
Friday, September 17, 2004
The dictionary definition:
Friendship
\Friend"ship\, N. [AS. fre['o]ndscipe. See Friend, and -ship.] 1. The state of being friends; friendly relation, or attachment, to a person, or between persons; affection arising from mutual esteem and good will; friendliness; amity; good will.
Note the word MUTUAL. It's a 50/50 thing, both parties putting the same amount of effort into something worth keeping. If only one person is putting in an effort it's not friendship it's a sham, a farce!
Personally I have few people I call friends. A few people who I can talk to who understand me and I hope to understand them. And I hate that I had to leave them behind. I would gladly move back to a city that I hate just so that I could be closer to them again.
"J" on the other hand had a few more. We moved back here so that my husband could be closer to most of his friends, and our families. Now what it looks like is that people we thought were friends here really aren't. And what's most surprising is that someone who's openly loud, crass, lazy, childish, and generally a thorn in my side (because he didn't agree that J should marry me) has been the better of all J's friends here. Which is still not saying much at all. It is so hard to sit here and watch while my husband wonders why the men he chose to stand up with him, don't call, don't invite him to do anything, or even let him know that they might think about him sometimes. I sit here and wonder if maybe I had done something to turn them off to him? Or if they even felt his friendship was worth it? Is this their way of saying "we don't want you around"?
It's tiring enough watching someone constantly putting out the hand of friendship only to watch as he rests the people he calls "friends" seem to forget him. I can't imagin how lonely he must feel believeing no one thinks he a worth while friend. He calls, writes, and will waste precious gas going to someone else's place. I don't remember the last time his "friends" called him or took him up on offers for dinner, or even just showed up because they felt like it. However I do remember being told myself by these same people that I don't do any of that. Bit hypocritical hey? They're not my friends - my friends don't treat me like that so why should I call? . I also remember being told not to be affectionate with my brand new husband at one man's place, only to have the same man flaunting his mistress who was not his fiancee (and one of my own bridesmaids) infront of the same people we made "uncomfortable", like he didn't care how much his actions had really just hurt someone, and embarassed someone else who calls him BEST friend.
If any my husbands "friends" ever read this, do him a favor either cut him loose or get off your lazy asses and make him feel like you are the friends he thinks you are.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 12:49 AM,
,
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
This is all because I spoke my mind, on my first post, an someone took it more personally then I intended. And this post is my response to his response.
Well, talk about misunderstandings coming out of ppls assholes! Who knew I could cause such chaos? Just for the record my blog was not about "B&L" However it was about "B" and other of "J"'s friends...But that's just a side note. I choose not to have many "friends" however I do have lots of people I talk to and talk to me.
I was looking for friends that are in the same stage in family planning as "J" and I were. Honestly "B" what advise could you have for him if "J" told you that I'd been crying myself to sleep every night lately because we've been trying so hard and for so long and yet my arms are still empty of my child or because something is wrong with my body and he can't give me the only thing that I want, besides him? How can you relate to that when you don't want children of your own. So yes I did want to have some people that we could relate too. Never once were you told that they would replace you as friends. They would simply be more friends. Another thing there is that you have, many times, told us how much "L" wants to have a child and you would appreciate our not talking about "trying" with her around. As of right now that is a major part of our lives and it's become something we can't talk to you and your lady about.
As for moving in I'm sorry I honestly don't remember this. So my apologies there.
Something else that I don't remember is "Unacceptable behavior includes: lap dances, hand jobs, flashing only one person so no-one else can enjoy it, deep French kisses, or any other act or behavior that distracts more than one person from the game." But I do think that if actions between one man and one woman could make a single person think of how alone he/she is then maybe seeing a man who has two women doing the some thing might make that feeling worse. No matter how it's flaunted.
I want "J" to go out and enjoy his friends both single and not, because I understand that there will be times where he's going to need them, without me around. Your friendship with my husband seems to have started it's downward spiral when I came into his picture and for that I'm deeply sorry for.
The thing is, I never meant to make anyone angry or insulted. I only meant to let people know that there were some tender feelings floating around that I thought everyone should know about. Maybe the two of you should get together for coffee or something you "B" don't get to do often (But be careful, you might end up doing something that does not include technology or anything else requiring money. You know, being as poor as we are!) ) and talk through this tangle of misunderstandings and accusations on both parts and work on regaining your - once great - relationship again. As you put earlier, you're only going to be ten blocks away from each other. Incentive for you both to get out and walk off the weight you both bitch about!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 3:03 AM,
,
Americans
Monday, September 20, 2004
I don't know why but the smartest Americans that I've encountered are all on TV and are fictitious. I'm working in a call centre where we deal with customer service for a company based in the United States. And I don't know if it's simply that they are simply not exercising the matter between their ears or if they really are that simple minded! I'm sorry if my computer says a station does not exist I'm not pulling up an address for it nor am I going to be able to give a phone number either! Or even better, "I'm sorry sir, I understand you're in the process of boarding up your windows, but if there is a hurricane going through that city, then no were not delivering any packages...No, sir we don't want to risk the lives of our couriers...We will be able to start delivering the packages when the authorities say it's safe...No sir, I don't know when. Probably after the hurricane has finished... No sir I don't know when that will be." And I'm not exaggerating! Nor am I the only agent that has had that conversation. The best ones are the ones who try to lie to us, even after we explain to them that we have all that information on our screen in front of us!
One last thing I recommend is that when you have to call customer service for what ever reason, plz have all your information handy and ready just in case. It makes it a lot easier for the person on the other end of the phone and makes for a quick call. Then they don't get into trouble.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:55 AM,
,
Roommate
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Well we've had "K2" living with us for a bit now and it's kind of fun having him around. At least I think so, "J" on the other hand could probably do with out the marital advise. Because of a misunderstanding on "K2"'s part he dubbed himself my number 2 husband and "J" hates that. However he piques "J"'s interest every time he comes home with a new comp game, and they tend to laugh at the same things. for instance last night they were both wetting themselves over a site that "J" had found where you can shoot clay cats. Of course I hated it.
However I'm not sure how I feel about him only being here for 2 weeks and already he's seen my breasts twice. Both times were accidents. The first time he'd been beaten up and when he got home "J" and I were in bed, so I told him to plz go in his room and turn around so I could get out of bed to check that he was ok - though I didn't tell him I was getting out of bed so he went in his room and did a 360, by which time I was already out of bed and reaching for my robe. At least I was wearing underwear. The second time was this morning when "J" and I had been wrestling. At one point I was moving in one direction while my robe was moving in another (mainly because "J" had a good hold of it) at the same time "K2" walked into the room. Oops.
"K" and "J" I don't know if you've had the opportunity to see "K2" with your boy but he's had Boo (my nephew) laughing so hard all night I've had to change Boo's diaper twice. Next time is his turn!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 9:12 PM,
,
Friendship
Friday, September 17, 2004
The dictionary definition:
Friendship
\Friend"ship\, N. [AS. fre['o]ndscipe. See Friend, and -ship.] 1. The state of being friends; friendly relation, or attachment, to a person, or between persons; affection arising from mutual esteem and good will; friendliness; amity; good will.
Note the word MUTUAL. It's a 50/50 thing, both parties putting the same amount of effort into something worth keeping. If only one person is putting in an effort it's not friendship it's a sham, a farce!
Personally I have few people I call friends. A few people who I can talk to who understand me and I hope to understand them. And I hate that I had to leave them behind. I would gladly move back to a city that I hate just so that I could be closer to them again.
"J" on the other hand had a few more. We moved back here so that my husband could be closer to most of his friends, and our families. Now what it looks like is that people we thought were friends here really aren't. And what's most surprising is that someone who's openly loud, crass, lazy, childish, and generally a thorn in my side (because he didn't agree that J should marry me) has been the better of all J's friends here. Which is still not saying much at all. It is so hard to sit here and watch while my husband wonders why the men he chose to stand up with him, don't call, don't invite him to do anything, or even let him know that they might think about him sometimes. I sit here and wonder if maybe I had done something to turn them off to him? Or if they even felt his friendship was worth it? Is this their way of saying "we don't want you around"?
It's tiring enough watching someone constantly putting out the hand of friendship only to watch as he rests the people he calls "friends" seem to forget him. I can't imagin how lonely he must feel believeing no one thinks he a worth while friend. He calls, writes, and will waste precious gas going to someone else's place. I don't remember the last time his "friends" called him or took him up on offers for dinner, or even just showed up because they felt like it. However I do remember being told myself by these same people that I don't do any of that. Bit hypocritical hey? They're not my friends - my friends don't treat me like that so why should I call? . I also remember being told not to be affectionate with my brand new husband at one man's place, only to have the same man flaunting his mistress who was not his fiancee (and one of my own bridesmaids) infront of the same people we made "uncomfortable", like he didn't care how much his actions had really just hurt someone, and embarassed someone else who calls him BEST friend.
If any my husbands "friends" ever read this, do him a favor either cut him loose or get off your lazy asses and make him feel like you are the friends he thinks you are.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 12:49 AM,
,
Monday, September 20, 2004
I don't know why but the smartest Americans that I've encountered are all on TV and are fictitious. I'm working in a call centre where we deal with customer service for a company based in the United States. And I don't know if it's simply that they are simply not exercising the matter between their ears or if they really are that simple minded! I'm sorry if my computer says a station does not exist I'm not pulling up an address for it nor am I going to be able to give a phone number either! Or even better, "I'm sorry sir, I understand you're in the process of boarding up your windows, but if there is a hurricane going through that city, then no were not delivering any packages...No, sir we don't want to risk the lives of our couriers...We will be able to start delivering the packages when the authorities say it's safe...No sir, I don't know when. Probably after the hurricane has finished... No sir I don't know when that will be." And I'm not exaggerating! Nor am I the only agent that has had that conversation. The best ones are the ones who try to lie to us, even after we explain to them that we have all that information on our screen in front of us!
One last thing I recommend is that when you have to call customer service for what ever reason, plz have all your information handy and ready just in case. It makes it a lot easier for the person on the other end of the phone and makes for a quick call. Then they don't get into trouble.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 1:55 AM,
,
Roommate
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Well we've had "K2" living with us for a bit now and it's kind of fun having him around. At least I think so, "J" on the other hand could probably do with out the marital advise. Because of a misunderstanding on "K2"'s part he dubbed himself my number 2 husband and "J" hates that. However he piques "J"'s interest every time he comes home with a new comp game, and they tend to laugh at the same things. for instance last night they were both wetting themselves over a site that "J" had found where you can shoot clay cats. Of course I hated it.
However I'm not sure how I feel about him only being here for 2 weeks and already he's seen my breasts twice. Both times were accidents. The first time he'd been beaten up and when he got home "J" and I were in bed, so I told him to plz go in his room and turn around so I could get out of bed to check that he was ok - though I didn't tell him I was getting out of bed so he went in his room and did a 360, by which time I was already out of bed and reaching for my robe. At least I was wearing underwear. The second time was this morning when "J" and I had been wrestling. At one point I was moving in one direction while my robe was moving in another (mainly because "J" had a good hold of it) at the same time "K2" walked into the room. Oops.
"K" and "J" I don't know if you've had the opportunity to see "K2" with your boy but he's had Boo (my nephew) laughing so hard all night I've had to change Boo's diaper twice. Next time is his turn!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 9:12 PM,
,
Friendship
Friday, September 17, 2004
The dictionary definition:
Friendship
\Friend"ship\, N. [AS. fre['o]ndscipe. See Friend, and -ship.] 1. The state of being friends; friendly relation, or attachment, to a person, or between persons; affection arising from mutual esteem and good will; friendliness; amity; good will.
Note the word MUTUAL. It's a 50/50 thing, both parties putting the same amount of effort into something worth keeping. If only one person is putting in an effort it's not friendship it's a sham, a farce!
Personally I have few people I call friends. A few people who I can talk to who understand me and I hope to understand them. And I hate that I had to leave them behind. I would gladly move back to a city that I hate just so that I could be closer to them again.
"J" on the other hand had a few more. We moved back here so that my husband could be closer to most of his friends, and our families. Now what it looks like is that people we thought were friends here really aren't. And what's most surprising is that someone who's openly loud, crass, lazy, childish, and generally a thorn in my side (because he didn't agree that J should marry me) has been the better of all J's friends here. Which is still not saying much at all. It is so hard to sit here and watch while my husband wonders why the men he chose to stand up with him, don't call, don't invite him to do anything, or even let him know that they might think about him sometimes. I sit here and wonder if maybe I had done something to turn them off to him? Or if they even felt his friendship was worth it? Is this their way of saying "we don't want you around"?
It's tiring enough watching someone constantly putting out the hand of friendship only to watch as he rests the people he calls "friends" seem to forget him. I can't imagin how lonely he must feel believeing no one thinks he a worth while friend. He calls, writes, and will waste precious gas going to someone else's place. I don't remember the last time his "friends" called him or took him up on offers for dinner, or even just showed up because they felt like it. However I do remember being told myself by these same people that I don't do any of that. Bit hypocritical hey? They're not my friends - my friends don't treat me like that so why should I call? . I also remember being told not to be affectionate with my brand new husband at one man's place, only to have the same man flaunting his mistress who was not his fiancee (and one of my own bridesmaids) infront of the same people we made "uncomfortable", like he didn't care how much his actions had really just hurt someone, and embarassed someone else who calls him BEST friend.
If any my husbands "friends" ever read this, do him a favor either cut him loose or get off your lazy asses and make him feel like you are the friends he thinks you are.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 12:49 AM,
,
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Well we've had "K2" living with us for a bit now and it's kind of fun having him around. At least I think so, "J" on the other hand could probably do with out the marital advise. Because of a misunderstanding on "K2"'s part he dubbed himself my number 2 husband and "J" hates that. However he piques "J"'s interest every time he comes home with a new comp game, and they tend to laugh at the same things. for instance last night they were both wetting themselves over a site that "J" had found where you can shoot clay cats. Of course I hated it.
However I'm not sure how I feel about him only being here for 2 weeks and already he's seen my breasts twice. Both times were accidents. The first time he'd been beaten up and when he got home "J" and I were in bed, so I told him to plz go in his room and turn around so I could get out of bed to check that he was ok - though I didn't tell him I was getting out of bed so he went in his room and did a 360, by which time I was already out of bed and reaching for my robe. At least I was wearing underwear. The second time was this morning when "J" and I had been wrestling. At one point I was moving in one direction while my robe was moving in another (mainly because "J" had a good hold of it) at the same time "K2" walked into the room. Oops.
"K" and "J" I don't know if you've had the opportunity to see "K2" with your boy but he's had Boo (my nephew) laughing so hard all night I've had to change Boo's diaper twice. Next time is his turn!
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 9:12 PM,
,
Friendship
Friday, September 17, 2004
The dictionary definition:
Friendship
\Friend"ship\, N. [AS. fre['o]ndscipe. See Friend, and -ship.] 1. The state of being friends; friendly relation, or attachment, to a person, or between persons; affection arising from mutual esteem and good will; friendliness; amity; good will.
Note the word MUTUAL. It's a 50/50 thing, both parties putting the same amount of effort into something worth keeping. If only one person is putting in an effort it's not friendship it's a sham, a farce!
Personally I have few people I call friends. A few people who I can talk to who understand me and I hope to understand them. And I hate that I had to leave them behind. I would gladly move back to a city that I hate just so that I could be closer to them again.
"J" on the other hand had a few more. We moved back here so that my husband could be closer to most of his friends, and our families. Now what it looks like is that people we thought were friends here really aren't. And what's most surprising is that someone who's openly loud, crass, lazy, childish, and generally a thorn in my side (because he didn't agree that J should marry me) has been the better of all J's friends here. Which is still not saying much at all. It is so hard to sit here and watch while my husband wonders why the men he chose to stand up with him, don't call, don't invite him to do anything, or even let him know that they might think about him sometimes. I sit here and wonder if maybe I had done something to turn them off to him? Or if they even felt his friendship was worth it? Is this their way of saying "we don't want you around"?
It's tiring enough watching someone constantly putting out the hand of friendship only to watch as he rests the people he calls "friends" seem to forget him. I can't imagin how lonely he must feel believeing no one thinks he a worth while friend. He calls, writes, and will waste precious gas going to someone else's place. I don't remember the last time his "friends" called him or took him up on offers for dinner, or even just showed up because they felt like it. However I do remember being told myself by these same people that I don't do any of that. Bit hypocritical hey? They're not my friends - my friends don't treat me like that so why should I call? . I also remember being told not to be affectionate with my brand new husband at one man's place, only to have the same man flaunting his mistress who was not his fiancee (and one of my own bridesmaids) infront of the same people we made "uncomfortable", like he didn't care how much his actions had really just hurt someone, and embarassed someone else who calls him BEST friend.
If any my husbands "friends" ever read this, do him a favor either cut him loose or get off your lazy asses and make him feel like you are the friends he thinks you are.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 12:49 AM,
,
Friday, September 17, 2004
The dictionary definition:
Friendship
\Friend"ship\, N. [AS. fre['o]ndscipe. See Friend, and -ship.] 1. The state of being friends; friendly relation, or attachment, to a person, or between persons; affection arising from mutual esteem and good will; friendliness; amity; good will.
Note the word MUTUAL. It's a 50/50 thing, both parties putting the same amount of effort into something worth keeping. If only one person is putting in an effort it's not friendship it's a sham, a farce!
Personally I have few people I call friends. A few people who I can talk to who understand me and I hope to understand them. And I hate that I had to leave them behind. I would gladly move back to a city that I hate just so that I could be closer to them again.
"J" on the other hand had a few more. We moved back here so that my husband could be closer to most of his friends, and our families. Now what it looks like is that people we thought were friends here really aren't. And what's most surprising is that someone who's openly loud, crass, lazy, childish, and generally a thorn in my side (because he didn't agree that J should marry me) has been the better of all J's friends here. Which is still not saying much at all. It is so hard to sit here and watch while my husband wonders why the men he chose to stand up with him, don't call, don't invite him to do anything, or even let him know that they might think about him sometimes. I sit here and wonder if maybe I had done something to turn them off to him? Or if they even felt his friendship was worth it? Is this their way of saying "we don't want you around"?
It's tiring enough watching someone constantly putting out the hand of friendship only to watch as he rests the people he calls "friends" seem to forget him. I can't imagin how lonely he must feel believeing no one thinks he a worth while friend. He calls, writes, and will waste precious gas going to someone else's place. I don't remember the last time his "friends" called him or took him up on offers for dinner, or even just showed up because they felt like it. However I do remember being told myself by these same people that I don't do any of that. Bit hypocritical hey? They're not my friends - my friends don't treat me like that so why should I call? . I also remember being told not to be affectionate with my brand new husband at one man's place, only to have the same man flaunting his mistress who was not his fiancee (and one of my own bridesmaids) infront of the same people we made "uncomfortable", like he didn't care how much his actions had really just hurt someone, and embarassed someone else who calls him BEST friend.
If any my husbands "friends" ever read this, do him a favor either cut him loose or get off your lazy asses and make him feel like you are the friends he thinks you are.
posted by Turnoc's Lady @ 12:49 AM,
,