Tuesday, February 12, 2013


I love my friends. I think of them as family that I got to actually choose. And when a friend's "family"  is an unsupportive twat, I feel that I need to defend said friend.

Back story here. I have a sweet friend that I will call B. B is pregnant and just received some horrifying news. B's baby has no brain. B had the choice to terminate this baby, or see this pregnancy through to the end. B has chosen the latter of the two options. B wants to be able to tell her baby goodbye. And this is a choice that I support 110%. In fact I think a lot of people ( myself included) would do the same.

But B's Bitch ass "Sister" ( and I use that term loosely , because sisters are supposed to support each other no matter what ) choose to bash B on Facebook where the world could see it. Not private message her, but post this awful rant on B's wall.

This was wrong on so many levels. First off, she may not agree with B's decision, but a true Sister would support her no matter what. Then to say all this awful shit where anyone and their brother could see it, was just plain disrespectful and trashy.  On top of all that, B has enough on her mind without some ignorant Cunt ( I hate that word, but honestly, no better word can describe this woman'd behavior) making her feel worse than she already was feeling.

Could you imagine? You find out that your baby is going to be born with a horrific disability, and then someone calls you selfish and all kinds of other terrible things?

People amaze me!

Sunday, February 3, 2013

I know that I am failing miserably at my New Year's resolution to keep up with this blog and write more. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I have soo much I want to write about going through my head that I don't know where to start.

There is a lot going on.

I went to yet another Swinger Party with the Bestest. And it wasn't as bad as it was last time. I think it's because I knew what to expect.

I'm getting a memorial tattoo for Paige next Saturday on my wrist. It's going to be a butterfly with her name in twined into it. This is going to be my year of the tattoo. I have about 6 or 7 more that I want and I intend to get them all this year! I also have a few more piercings that I want to get.

Bree is on a downward spiral. Honestly she scares me. She has been getting increasingly violent toward Mack and Tori. Her doc thinks she is just expressing feelings that she can't put words to. I call B.S on that. We also believe that she is dyslexic. I was reading with her, she sounds the words out properly, but it's all backwards.

Well that's about it for now :)