I guess I SHOULD begin by introducing myself. I am LIZ. I have MANY issues that just PISS me the F**K off. MAINLY due to the fact that MOST "humans' (YES, I use the term loosely) are quite rude, mean, obnoxious, have NO morals and have the common sense of a box of rocks.
I was a single mom. NO child support. YES, we lived in my parents home but, I payed rent.....the same I would have payed living on our own. My parents were a GREAT help. THEY convinced me to SAVE my unborn child. Yes, she was a "mistake" but, she was the BEST thing that EVER happened to me and I thank GOD every day, for allowing me to have her in my life. She has since, blessed me with 2 grand-daughters one is 2 and the other is 5 months old). She had a miscarriage several years ago (the prick she was with was beating her and she kept it secret) and we lost our grand-son. :'( My daughter is 27 years old now and without her in my life, I KNOW I would be homeless or dead by now. It was because of HER that I changed MY life. I love her........MORE! =D
I am married now. I have been with him for 7 years on May 9, 2015......married 6 years on May 9, 2015. He is the 2nd best thing that has happened to me. He IS my best friend, my lover AND, yes, my soul-mate. We tell EVERYTHING to each other and we know just about everything of each other. We are still learning, as it should be, lol. We DID meet just over 20 years ago.......I was a Carhop at A&W Restaurant in North Syracuse, NY. He came in with some buddies. They were being pricks, causing problems for me (they came INTO the restaurant and to MY table). My HUSBAND left me 2 cent tip. My other customers felt bad (because they WERE just being jerks) and THEY left me GOOD tips. After dating Bob (my husband) for 3 months (we were living together by then) we were leaving a Chinese Restaurant AFTER "discussing" WHO was leaving the tip and I was saying that it was to be at LEAST 15%. We get outside, I am telling him WHY I was so SET on leaving the tip......I realize he's NOT with me. I turn, he's 15 feet behind me....starring.......looking kind of scarred. I say..."You?".......he says..."meeee".......I yell..."YOU!!!!!!!"......him...."Me, honey......you want to go buy that new sofa tonight????" What do think I said? "Uh....YES!" He OWED me.....WITH interest. That sofa went to my step-daughter when she got her first apartment. She and her husband have blessed us with a grand-son, born just 5 days ago. I have a step-son, who is single. He owns his own place, he is looking for his miss right, now that he finally KNOWS what he wants in a woman, lol. He's young...23. He STILL has time. My step-daughter, her husband and our grand-son live in the house with him, now.
My mom lives with us now. She moved in last November, after falling at one of my sister's and breaking her leg....needing screws and a plate, non-weight bearing for 10 weeks (she had been living there for several months but, she would have been alone during key times of the day that she would need help). She stayed with our baby-sister and her family for 2 weeks but, they need her to leave because she was sleeping in one of the boys rooms. I had been trying for a few years to get her to come and live with us. She didn't want to because she thought Bob was still MARRIED when we got together and when I moved in with him. When, in fact, he had been divorced for 4 years. She FINALLY told me, 2 years into Bob's and my relationship....what she had thought was going on. You see, she had kicked me out and said, "Don't you know that what you are doing is a SIN????" While she is yelling and crying at the same time. AND, I am yelling back........"WHAT???? You let Kellie, Kristina AND Rich LIVE HERE with their boyfriends AND his girlfriend!!! It's a SIN for ME to THINK about LIVING with MINE?????" Yeah........she had no clue that he was DIVORCED.....she didn't remember my TELLING her. Just know this, we are SOOOOOO happy that she is with us now. I love my mother so much and, Bob does, too. We all get along great. Without my mother, I would be lost. Yes, I AM a momma's girl.
My father passed away in 1994. He was a quiet man. He was MAYBE 5'9", 160 lbs. and was TOUGH. He was ex-military (old school military,,,,not this modern day, MAMBY PAMBY military training type) He knew how to put down somebody MUCH bigger than himself, how to disarm somebody, how to put somebody into a sort of submission hold WITHOUT HURTING them. It was embarrassing for that person (trust me, I know from experience) but, it was effective. He was somebody you respected, and who ALSO respected OTHERS. My dad was a good man, a very hard working man. A "Jack of all trades, Master of none", except Truck Driver. THAT he could do in his sleep. He and mom had a love that they SHOWED, they held hands and they would kiss each other and tell each other they loved each other (as well as us, their 4 kids) and they were a TEAM. He was 57 years old when he died from cancer. We worried about mom but, she showed us how strong SHE is. I thank God, every day, for that, too.
I am the oldest of 4. Then comes my sister, Kellie; my brother, Richard; and my sister, Kristina. Kellie is divorced (he was a CHEATING, LYING CACTUS.......that's much worse than a prick) and they have a son and a daughter and 1 grand-son with a grandbaby on the way. My brother lost his wife to an inept heart surgeon 2 years ago. She was only 36 and she left behind a daughter and 2 sons for my brother to raise. Luckily my niece was already grown but, my brother has been a lost soul for the past 2 years. He has a new woman in his life and she has 2 little girls but, they have issues that only compound what HE has to deal with, as far as I am concerned with. She say she loves him, he says he loves her. It's not for me, or ANYBODY else to judge. I onle hope and pray that they can get their affairs in order. He's having such a hard time. My baby-sister, Kris, is married and has 4 sons. One of my nephews is Transgender. Born female and identifies as male. He still has problems with a couple of his brothers and his grand-father not quite accepting him. I adore him and I tell him I am here for him, I am just a phone call or 6 minutes away.
On that note......I WILL be back....VERY soon. Have NO fear. I have MUCH to vent about. THIS was just my introducing myself to all........or none. SO, may you ALL be blessed....by whatever deity you so choose, and know that you are all loved. <3 <3 <3
