Monday, May 19, 2014

GREETINGS FROM THE BITCHCAVE!

Living back out in the area where I grew up. I could throw a baseball and probably hit my old house. (I can so, shut up!)

Living next door to my oldest BFF, Kimmy. She is my landlady...I will get into that later, I don't want you to hate me too much right away.

Her man built her a deck for the back of the house and I went over to see it and 'oo' and 'awe' over it. Ten minutes later we were measuring for mine. ;-)

 
What deck would be complete without protection from the vermin of this earth? I like the outdoors, just nothing that lives in it. So the bitchcave went up seconds after the last nail was hammered in.

Now here I sit, on my new deck gazing at my Dad's trees. Life is good.

Here are some pics of the construction.












At one point we thought we were gonna have to take the gazebo back because it was too big....but ended up MacGyvering it. ;-)




Sunday, May 11, 2014

Pretty damned proud of myself.

Mother's day...

After 23 years I can say, I am thankful that I was a single mother. Looking at the man he has become? 

I made that! Just me, TBF had no hand in it. 

It's one of my super powers.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

SHOW GIVE ME THE MY MONEY!

Thanks to all the drug cartels out there, I am limited on how much of my own money I can have access to at any given time.

At least that is the bank's story and they are sticking to it. Its all about the money laundering laws.

Pretty bad when the biggest issue with running a business is getting access to your OWN money.

Daily, weekly, monthly, per transaction limits would boggle your fuckin' mind. Pretty bad when you have $30k in the bank but you can't pay your vendor because you exceeded your daily EMT limits.

Ask the bank what you can do? No, you can't get higher limits even though you have ten times the amount in the bank. Their suggestion? Get a credit card with a $10k limit. Can you say 'money grab'?

Read my lips. I DON'T NEED CREDIT, I HAVE MONEY, GIVE IT TO ME!

Sunday, March 2, 2014

FAT CHICKS OF THE WORLD, UNITE!

If you are a fat chick, do not buy a Chrysler. The guy at the dealership tried to charge me for a fat chick seat belt extender.
"Ya, I don't have any in, I can order one for $61"

"Excuse me? Uh, Ford gave me one for free."

"I don't know what to tell ya."

As I march my fat ass through the showroom, "I guess you are telling me that you don't sell cars to fat chicks!"

I went home and purchased one online for $17, pretty much the cost of shipping.

As fat chicks, I think we should boycott Chrysler.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Deep Thoughts.

I don’t know what’s better about e-cigs – not getting cancer or annoying non-smokers by not getting cancer.