Merry Christmas Blizzard Eve?

So, it's Christma Eve and I am snowed in at work. In case you haven't heard, Oklahoma has been hit by a blizzard and I haven't been the exception to the rule. I am stuck, at work. How terrible is that?

I have been trying to decide what to do. Should I risk it and hope that I can make it to my apt or should I just camp out here.

So here you have it, I am sitting at work on my first Christmas without my mom, and sadly I want to just sit and cry.





Here's a small glimpse, I can give you more later. Merry Christmas All!

Wordless Wednesday

I love this!

Sorry I've been MIA, Christmas stress is taking a lot outta me.

Tales of Key West

Well with life getting in the way, I haven't been able to share any stories of the Key's. So, even though it has been awhile I decided to share another story of my adventures in Florida.

So if you look the the right, you will see an interesting sign. Yes that's right folks Garden of Eden, the Clothing Optional Bar!

So did I go? Yes

This bar was rather interesting. It is a three story bar and each level got you a little bit closer to naked. The first floor was fully clothed. The second floor was topless, and the third floor was full out nakedness.

I managed to make it to every floor. During our trip we went twice to this bar. The first time we were all pretty drunk. The music was awesome and we saw an artist doing some amazing body painting. As the night went on and things drinks got stiffer and stiffer the people got wilder.

There were women that were completely naked from head-to-toe and there were men who thought they would strut around in little thongs. The body paint was flying and women were looking like everything from zebra's to English flower gardens.

So after we left, and I drunkenly texted my friends the pic of the sign everyone was begging to know if I got naked. I simply replied, "what do you think?"

So I'll leave it up to my readers, do you think I got naked, partially naked or anything else? I'll reveal my answer in part 2 of the naked bar.

Wordless Thursday?

A new Christmas favorite?

(Sorry I'm late on the post, spent most of the day in the ER yesterday. No worries, everything is fine.)

Ding Dong the Bitch is gone...

(excuse my French)

Sometimes you don't expect to have those Christmas wishes to come true. I wrote Santa a letter and it looks as though he came through for me earlier than usual. I can't complain right?

Well, as many of you may know I have had so many problems with a woman that my step dad got engaged to crazy fast after my mother's death. You can read one of the horror stories from the tales of b*tch here.

Well, like the title of this blog says, the b*tch is gone! You read it right folks, my SD told the woman to pack her bags and get the hell outta dodge.

Come to find out, she has been lying on a regular basis to him and everyone else. She also is really psychotic and a pathological liar, I have decided. She apparently was busted in lie after lie after and my SD couldn't take it anymore.

Yes, women can be crazy and they can do crazy things. Take it from me folks, we are nuts at times ... but I think this woman has fallen off her rocker more than a few times.

Would you like some of the gory details?

Apparently she went through his cell phone and every phone number that was attached to a woman's name she changed the number. Apparently she was so jealous that even his clients couldn't be reached.

She told him last month that her mother had died. Unfortunately, she forgot to tell her brother she had been kicked out and he called today. The brother was trying to find out how to get ahold of her because apparently her mother is in the hospital and it doesn't look good. I'm sorry, but don't lie to a grieving family about the death of a loved one, and most importantly don't lie about your loved one's death.

She downloaded over $50 worth of games on his cell phone than hid the bill from him. Who knew that if you hid bills they would just magically disappear? Hmmm, I think I lost my car payment.

She is "pregnant," and apparently has been for the last 6 months. Sure, she has put on a few pounds, but the woman defiantly isn't having a baby. My SD said she was putting on the pounds because he was feeding her well.

She supposedly has a masters in nursing. Here, she would be making about 6 figures with a degree like that. What woman in their right mind would leave that lifestyle without even owning a car?

Apparently her license in Oklahoma is suspended, but since she has a card from Texas it doesn't count. Since when is that allowed?

Her kid has leukemia. Yep, she is basically setting her son up for a death wish. I mean who lies about that?

So there you have it folks, tales of a psycho b*tch that got a boot to the ass.

Can I say that I am insanely relieved and am actually looking forward to Christmas now?

Wordless Wednesday

Mixed emotions run over me

Sometimes I wonder if I am a sucker for punishment, my heart's too big or if the world just needs more people like me.

Last night I found out that my step sister had been shot and surprisingly it brought tears to my eyes. Why is this a surprise? Well because my SS has been off my contact list for years now. She became mixed up with drugs at a young age and has never kicked the habit, in fact it has just gotten worse as time goes by.

She burned bridges with me after claiming to have cleaned up and then stealing from me. She has treated my family like crap time and time again and never thought twice about it. No one mattered too much to steal from. She lost her kids to DHS, and she even jumped bail. Basically, meth is running her life.

Well, on Sunday night apparently her life changed. The story I was told is that a drug dealer had a gun up to her waist (why, I dunno) and she squirmed to get away and he shot her. The shooter than dumped her off behind a trash can in hopes she would die. She managed to drag herself to the street for someone to see her and call 911.

The bullet went through her lung and shattered her T10 vertebrae. The doctors said she will more than likely never regain sensation in her legs and be paralyzed from the waist down the rest of her life.

I debated whether or not I should go to the hospital and see her. I eventually decided I should because I thought if she died tomorrow how would I feel? I knew I would feel terrible so today I went to see her. She looked terrible, and one of the first things she told me was she couldn't feel her legs.

It's a sad reality, but we all knew something like this was going to happen eventually. It's amazing how many times you can not care to ever see or talk to a person again and then boom, something happens and you're torn apart.

I guess I will continue to see her. She has a tough road ahead of her. If she decides to go back to her drug addict lifestyle, then my contact with her will be sparse once again.