I have written about race before. I went to a prodominantly african american grammar school. I myself was a victim of racism. Because i was blond haired, blue eyed and pale complected I was the minority. February was a big deal in my school. Every day was about a different moment in black history. We ate slept and breathed black history. I remember taking a mental health day towards the end of the month because I was sick of talking about the same thing every single day. It wasn't that I didn't appreciate everything that had happened to their race. I was apathetic. Some of my closest friends where obviously black. I just really wanted to know why other nationalities didn't get their own months. My nationality is German. I never remember talking about anything positive when it came to the Germans. It was all Hitler this and Holocust that. We didn't get one day to celebrate my heritage so why a whole damn month! Fast forward 30 years. My son, now in the 1st grade came home today with an information booklet on MLK. IT'S JANUARY! I know his birthday is this month. So is one of my sons. Maybe we should get a day off for his b'day too! I'm just saying I personally think black history month should be stopped. If we can't have German history month, Italian history Month, Russian History Month or Polish history month than we should have nothing! Shit, make it "blah, blah history week" that would pacify everyone...right? ENOUGH ALREADY! 

Talk amongst yourselves...in a racially cautious way!

OK, I know it's been almost 3 months. Let's just say I was struck down by the Hamthrax! That's right even us angry moms get sick too. After a month of being sicker than a dog the holidays rolled around and I have buried my anger so deep down I had to wait for something truly vile to render itself for me to get angry. Shall we talk about the state of the world? How is it that a Nigerian extremist can get aboard a commercial airliner with no luggage, no carry on and a wick coming out of his asshole and NO ONE NOTICES?? This after his father, a prominant Nigerian Bank executive contacts the FBI about his sons possible connections with Al Queida!!!! WTF?????? Is anyone else concerned about getting on an air plane????? I say YES to racial profiling! If his last name is Hussein, pull his ass off the plane and strip him naked. If he is not a threat, he will understand! This is for the great good!

OK, Talk amongst yourselves...

OK, so my child's school district has just BANNED sweets. This means NO cakes or cupcakes for birthday parties no sweets for Halloween and God forbid someone bring in an Christmas cookie, someone may loose their mind!

I understand there is a childhood obesity problem in this country but I also am very aware that the issues begin at home. This is not the result of the occasional birthday celebration at school.

The schools have no problem with  celebrating paganistic rituals like Halloween but if you bring in candy corn all hell breaks loose.

We have been told if our child brings in sweets they will be returned home unopened! If they do it again disciplinary actions will be taken. Well, lock me up know officer, I'm sending in tootsie rolls! 

You realize the asshole bureaucrats that are making these rules need two seats to fit their fat asses on! F#CKING COMMUNISTS!

Talk amongst yourselves...while eating a cookie!

Growing up I was always aware of the differences between people. What I was unaware of was the extent that some people would go to, to point out their differences.

I went to Grammar school in the middle of the worst section of my city. My mother sent me their because I began reading at age 3 and that school had reached "School of Excellence" status in reading. This meant I was bused from the other side of my city. I was on a bus for 2+ hours everyday. I was the first to be picked up and the last dropped off. I loved my school. I had amazing friends, acted in plays and sang in the best choir around. Our teachers where exceptional and we all had a real sense of family. I was even President of my 8th grade class. I had the greatest friends in the world. They where all shapes, sizes and colors. I would consider one of the friends, my best friend. She was amazing. We shared allot of similarities. We did most activities together including the choir and softball.

It was exciting to find out we would be attending the same high school. As you know, high school can be scary. Especially your first day when you know no one. To have your best friend there would make the anxiety so much less, or so I thought. The first day of school came and went. I never saw my friend. Several more days past and nothing. I even wondered if she changed her mind and at the last minute attended another school. Than, about a week in I saw my friend in the hallway. I was so excited. I ran up to her and squealed "where have you been?" She looked at me and said "around". Than quickly walked away. What had I done wrong? I let it pass and thought maybe she was just busy. A few days later I saw her outside. She was standing with a group of girls in the middle of the walkway. I walked up, called her name and said "hey, what's up?". She ignored me, than snickered to the girls she was standing with. I began to walk away. But wait....I was pissed! What did I do? Why was she treating me this way? I walked back. I said..."What is your problem with me?" ...She ignored me. So I said it again...louder! To avoid more embarrassment and seeing I wasn't going to back down, she came over to me. She grabbed my arm and lead me around the corner of the school. She said something so profound to me that it changed my life from then out...."don't you get it....your WHITE! It's not the same anymore!" . I stood there dumb founded as she walked away. I knew I was white. What the hell did that have to do with anything? As I turned the corner and watched the other kids pour out of school, it was like someone lifted a veil. Instead of shades of grey, I saw color. White kids, African American kids, puerto rican kids, Asian kids and everything in between. It was child innocence lost. I just wanted to close my eyes and go back to grammar school where everyone was a beautiful shade of grey. Where the kids didn't see my (than)blond hair and blue eyes. Where we where all just... the same.

I continued on to have many friends in high school, friends of ALL races. Some of the best friends of my life. Some of the best memories of my life. The particular person in my story I never really spoke to again. We would nod in the hallways but that was about it. I wonder if she knew the impact she had? I wonder when she took her rose colored glasses off? I wonder if her life was changed that day to?

I told this story because my 6 year old came to me the second week of school. He was so excited. "Mom, I have a new friend in 1st grade. He's amazing! He loves Bakugan and Star Wars. He played with Lego's and is really good on the Wii.". I was really happy for him since his best buddy and him where in separate classes for the first time ever! I said "So, tell me all about him." He yammered on for a half hour. He told me every video game, every cool item of clothes, what kind of backpack, what he brought for a snack and how many siblings he had. When I said "you haven't told me his name" He said..."his name is Malcolm and he's really cool, oh yeah and he's brown". My son walked away from me and into the basement to gather his Bakugans to bring to school and show his new friend. I was left standing in the kitchen reliving the story I just wrote. My son was at that point in his life, where color has yet to affect him, it was an after thought. I was so happy. I wanted to be transformed back into that little kid mode where nothing mattered.

Today, I live a life with my own brand of rose colored glasses. I have learned to see past color lines. To love the person within and not judge the outer. To let the person be judged my the content of their valour and not the color of their skin. This is a personal life decision. One we all need to make. Don't let one person distort your view of others.

It's time to banish words from the English language! I am so sick and tired(wow, I sound like my mom) of hearing certain words come out of the mouths of people. I am not talking about "curse words". I personally swear like a one legged truck driver. I'm talking about words like "faggot" and "retard". When will these derogatory words die? If one more person says "your such a retard" or "that guy is such a faggot" I'm gonna wash their mouth out with soap! This isn't to mention all the disgusting racial slurs that are still, in 2009 used on a daily basis! I actually heard a "friend" of mine say  "I don't think I can deal with all these rice eating swamp frogs, anymore" WTF does that mean? He was referring to an Asian man and woman walking down the street deep in conversation (in their own language of course).

When are we going to grow up? When are we going to get over this ignorant bullshit? Will it ever end? Will my children grow up using this language? They better not or this is one angry mom that's gonna kick some honky ass!

Talk amongst yourselves!

Let's talk TV's...bet you thought something else...huh? Well, here's the situation...My television has been having some difficulty. For some reason the "source" button was sticking making it virtually impossible to switch from TV mode to DVD or for video games etc. My husband asked me if we should consider getting a new television. Well, this one is a nice 2 year old 37" flat panel HD blah blah blah. It is mostly used for the childrens shows that grace it several hours a day. The color and resolution are great. It is an off brand but was cheaper when it was purchased. So for me, a sticking source button is aggrivating when you have 5 kids klamouring for a Disney flick but it's livable.

Anyhoo, my husband gets the bright idea to sell the 37" to someone who could care less about the source button and we could get a new 42" name brand from our local wholesale warehouse store. I agreed. In our travels with 5 kids in tow, we went and picked out a perfectly respectable tv. Like I said 42" name brand with no sticky source button. We found a good price and where all set. Now to sell the other so we can buy the new.

WELL, Mr. Impatient couldn't wait! One night while bathing my children I hear a noise in the living room. Could my husband be cleaning up the toys, sippy cups and random bits of teddy grahams the children left behind tonight? Could he be repairing the mantel that was scraped by toys and rough housing? Could he be installing child locks or moving the furniture back to it's proper location? NO, but he could be installing a brand new 50+++++++ monstrosity on my mantel! That's not what we disgussed. That's not the agreement. He dances and sings about what a great deal he got. He looks at me lovingly like  a puppy "look what I did, give me a bone". As I see this 400lb freakishly large television with it's huge base hanging over the side of my fireplace mantel, I'm thinking it's going to get tipped over and kill someone. I'm thinking it's more like being in a movie theater without all the cool snacks, I'm thinking Spongebob is going to scare the hell out of my little ones and I'm thinking does my husband really have that small of a penis that he needs this rediculous bobble to make himself appear more well in doubt? A possible penis extension? HMMMMM? What's next? A Hummer in the driveway? God help me!

Talk amongst yourselves!

So when did other people decide that you should or shouldn't be a part of something because you have children? This has happened to me on multiple occassions. "Oh well, we didn't invite you because your busy with the kids", "We didn't think you would want to bring ALL the kids out".

This my friends is BULLSHIT! There was a time not too long ago when I didn't have children. I didn't freak out everytime one of my friends, with kids came over. Or family for that matter. Thats right now it's my family that seems to know what's best for me and my children. Quite frankly, I'm sick of it. WTF?????? We are no longer invited to birthday's....tough for you idiots, I splurge and give great gifts! We are no longer invited out to dinner...can anyone say babysitter??? We no longer even get phone calls asking for favors! Whatever. I am over being bothered by your lack of intrest in me or my children. I'm glad I have children. Karma being the bitch that she is, will some day bless these idiots with the love they so well deserve.

I did take a consences from the family and friends close to be with more than 2 children and much to my suprise it is universal!!!!! It's like the Children's Plague! Well watch out assholes because I have the plague times 5! I will let my angels free on society than back up and watch the aftermath, gladly!

Talk amongst yourselves!

Tell me what you think of this....a 50 year old man dating a 20 year old woman. I don't understand what these two will have in common besides sex. They don't share the same music, television, life expiriences, intrests. WTF!!!!!!!!!Why do men go after these young girls? Why do these young girls go after thes OLD men?

Here's the situation a family member (the 20 year old) starts dating a coworker (the 50 year old man) who is a year older than her dad. Both of them are unemployed now, haha. They loose their lease(oh yeah, they live together) and they end up living with the 20 year old girls parents. YUCK!!!! Now the two guys, her Dad and her "boyfriend" who again are only 1 year apart are hanging out. BLAHHHHHHHHHHCCCCHHHHHHHH! Sorry, I had to gag. Does this girl have daddy issues or what? Is this guy a perv or what? He has grandchildren for god sake and kids older than her. I know that love see's no age(bullshit). But this is almost child molestation. I'm just nausiated over it!

Talk amongst yourself people!

I've been being interviewed for  several publications lately. The truth is, I have multiples. I won't say what age my kids are, I like to keep this blog as annonymous as I can. But I have 5 kids total and somewhere in there I have multiples. This whole Jon & Kate plus eight has really thrusted people like me into the limelight. I am not one of those people who like the attention. In fact I don't take my kids many places because I don't want the attention. I maintain a couple of blogs like this one but about different subjects and I do speak on behalf of parents of mutiples but these people are really starting to bug me. They exploit their kids for the sake of money than complain they have no privacy. Well you asses you invited the cameras in. What did you think was going to happen? Eventually people where going to know you, know where you live, where you shop, where your kids go to school and at what time you use the freakin bathroom. This is the price you pay for fame. When I got asked my opinion on the Jon & Kate thing, I gave honest answers. I can see Kate's point of views on some things. Her dead beat husband doesn't work so she has to write books, go on speaking tours and maintain the show. He gives her shit for being too bossy, well asshole, go get a damn job and support your kids. I think he resents her and the kids. He never wanted to be  a father at a young age and now he is 32...he kept saying that over and over, and he feels like he lost his youth. WAAAAAAAHHHHH. Poor man! Awwww, poor you! You have a million dollar house, fancy cars, vacations paid for, free motorcycle and all the money you could want not including the eight healthy children your wife gave up her body to have. You know this guy is a real piece of work. And what about the little hoochy mama's that are trying to score the big bad dad of 8. What little skanks these are.

As the mother of multiples I can honestly say I would never thrust my children in the public eye. I would never expose them for fear someone would harm them. These people need to step back, look at what they have and ask the question "What kind of hell have I gotten my family into?" Than do the best to give those children a normal life before they all end up drug and sex addicted teenagers with absentee parents!

OK, so I don't live in one of those rule regulated suburban communities where you can't have your garbage can out more than 4 hours or your newspaper has to be taken in by 9 am. However, I live in a community that has an unwritten set of rules. I always say "we are known as the Clampits of my street" because we have more than the average 1.8 children and we gladly take hand-me down toys. When we walk down the street people clear a path and you can hear the whispers ...those are the people from the "corner house", "they have 5 KIDS". It's almost as if they are using the old school playground saying "they have cooties". Not that any of this bugs me, in fact I thrive on it. I walk with my head held high and give the customary suburban wave. I'm proud of the fact that I have a large family. When I'm old and grey, I will be surrounded by my children and grandchildren. There will be no shortage of people to love me and miss me when I'm gone. These poor suburbanites will die alone in their large suburban houses surrounded by a manicured lawn and 4 cats who will gladley eat out their eyeballs when they die in their favorite chair all alone.

I have noticed a strange competion between my neighbors lately, both mind you are 60 year old men. One puts in new windows, so does the other. One gets a new driveway, so does the other. One plants red impatients, the other plants pink...just to mix it up. Now that Spring has sprung it seems the competion has intensified! Now it is the "BATTLE OF THE SUBURBAN LAWNS". My neighbor directly next door mowed his lawn on Sunday than strangely on Tuesday (the same day our service showed up to do ours...yeah, yeah I have 5 kids, no time and he's cheap!). The same day  the neighbor across the street mowed his. On Thursday my nexy door neighbor mowed his again...hmmm I didn't notice much growth but OK. Than the neighbor across the street did the same. On Friday I hear a familiar  sound again...no way, not again? Yup...he was mowing again! The minute his stopped the douche across the street mowes his AGAIN! WTF! They are going to have nothing but dirt where grass once lay! I am certain that if this continues one will drop dead from a pollen induced heart attack. I don't think either can keep up this pace. Well, if they do by the end of the summer I should have nice new neighbors that will mow their lawn once a week, leave their garbage cans out for days on end and not give a fuck if the neighbors grow their grass to 4 feet tall! Gotta love the suburbs!

It's Spring! Not Summer, Spring. It is barely 60 degrees outside yet every teenager I see is naked! Where are their mothers? Don't they see them walking out the door? My mother would have knocked my head off if I even tried to go near the door wearing what these kids do...or should I say, don't wear!

Example.
Yesterday, temprature 70 degrees. Abnormally warm for the day. I am outside in the front yard bring in packages from shopping. I hear in the background..."I'm sweating my ass off". Not knowing if the person was speaking to me I turn to discover a young girl, perhaps 14 or 15 years old talking on a cell phone. I was shocked to see her on rollerblades, wearing a bikini top and bike shorts. That's it! She was practicly naked. What would have happened if she would have fallen? I know...she would have scrapped her vulva! I see these girls and I first think Thank God I have boys than I think Oh Shit, I have boys! 

Ok, so I can't do anything about the naked teenagers wandering around. But WTF is up with the people wearing pajammas out in public? Not only kids but adults! What about some character pj bottomas and house shoes says ..."hey, let's go grocery shopping"??????? UGH...Talk amungst yourselves!

Now in the new saga of my crazy in-laws...apparently the world is coming to an end.

I was walking down my stairs and my fathr-in law was pulling out of my driveway, by the way we still haven't spoken directly or had contact since the birthday debocile in February. I of course got all pissy because I'm thinking "WTF is he doing here". My husband was pulling in the driveway from picking something up. They came to meet directly in front of my house. I could see my husband speaking to his dad through the open windows and just shaking his head "no" over and over again. I was dying, what could he be saying? More of "your wife is a witch", "your children are demonic" or maybe "I saw a preacher who said...". Ding ding ding, we have a winner! Well, as my husband emerged from the garage I could see the expression on his face kind of ...where did I come from? So of course I asked what did he say. Apparently some preacher said "New York City is going to burn to the ground and the world is coming to an end". WOW, what a douche! Not only that but he is purchasing 800 MRE's (meals ready to eat issud by the military). When he asked my husband.."do you believe this to be true?", my husband replied "no". What is it in a persons mind to make them believe such propaganda? What happened to this man to lead him to believe every preacher who says anything to them. If they are a preacher and on TV, it must be true. By the way did I tell you the MRE's are being purchased from another preacher! WOW. I am a Christian woman who doesn't watch these Televangelists! I can't deal with the bullshit they spew. They are fear-mongers! They prey on the weak of heart and spirit. Apparently this guy is the weakest of all!  Oh Dear God, help us all, and forgive those who don't know any better  and live in constant fear!

What I want to know is...What does my Father-in-law think of the Swine Flu???? Talk amongst yourselves!

Tell me...Are you a hypocrite? I have come in contact with a ton of hypocrites in my life. In fact I think most people on occassions have hypocritical views when it comes to certain things. But, are you a hypocrite? I'm not going to say I have never been a hypocrite because I myself am not without flaws, shocking I know. But my bone of contention is with the people that live such a hypocritical life that they no longer tell the difference.

I have a woman in my life whom I adore. But she will look right at you and do the complete opposite of her beliefs in order to maintain friendships or seem like the martar. It's hard to take someone like that serious. I can never trust that person. Because hypocrisy is almost like, or is untruthful. To say to me. "Yes, I heard that" and then to another person "I may not have heard it" the whole time maintaining to me she did. Wow, nothing like playing two sides. Hypocrite!

To claim you are hurt by someones actions than be their best friend the whole time judging others. Shame on you. Hypocrite!

To claim to be a good person the whole time having alterior motives. Hypocrite!

To have double standards. Hypocrite!

To speak out against Drugs and Alcohol than drink and smoke. Hypocrite!

To claim you live a righteous life, than judge, hate, discriminate and lie. Hypocrite!

So now tell me...Are YOU a hypocrite?

Why is it that some people are always trying to get something for nothing? Throughout the years I have heard several people talk about their "settlement". Settlement from workers comp, the government or a private law suit. It just seems to me that they are always waiting to get $$$$$$$$ that they have not worked for. Don't get me wrong, I have heard about people getting injured at work or in an accident and are unable to work beause their legs where amputated or they lost an eye but what is this..."I lifted a box and wrenched my back, so I need millions!"? These Special Injury attorneys on the television just perpetuate the problems. "Hurt in a car,  call attorney , IMA DOUCHEBAG!"

Here's a story for you....a person I know was rear ended by a utility vehicle at the speed of around 5 miles an hour. This person, seeing who hit them than claimed to have neck and back injuries. Neither of which could be proven of course. Than this person sued, they got a large settlement. This person waited for two years for the big payoff to come. The whole time complaining about the pain in their back and neck. Even going so far as to have exploritory surgery to remedy an ailment that didn't exist. The big check finally came and magically all the pain and problems from that tiny fender bender disappeared. I have not heard one complaint of pain or discomfort ever since the check cleared. WTF! What is it in a persons DNA that sees opportunity in a small impact crash to make $$$. This is the stupidest thing I've ever heard of. Why not work for your money? This is exactly why the worls economics are the way they are today!

Another thing I would like to know is why so many perfectly able bodied people are permnately disabled? Unless you have a serious physical or mental problem that inhibits your ability to do any and all jobs, there is no reason for a person to not work. I know our country is in a recession but COME ON! GET A FUCKING EDUCATION AND A JOB, GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS AND STOP PLAYING THE SYSTEM. 

Tommorow my husband is going to court to defend himself  and his business that he grew from nothing against a low life who claims he was discriminated against because he had a disablilty. This is a blatent lie. My husband abliged the man by giving him a second job that woud best servce his disability. The man asked over and over again to be "laid off" since he didn't want to work. My husband said no, that he wouldn't lay him off but relocate him within the business. When he did this the man down right refused to do his job. SO my husband let him go. Than the man filed suite. What an asshole. My husband is a hard working Entrepenuer who built a business from nothing only to have to deal with scumbags like this douche who are trying to get somehing for nothing. I fucking hate this. I hope this man gets exactly what he deserves. Karma is a BITCH!!!!!

This is a question I often ask myself...Why?????? Why do people, do what they do? Why do people say what they say? Why do people act the way they act? Is there something in peoples genes that makes them do stupid shit? I am in constant amazment over the insecurities that fuel people to lie and act in a way that is just rediculous. For example, I had a couple visit me this week. They are an older couple who are friends with other older couples in our family. I was bombarded by stories of random stupidity commited by the family members. Such as standing up in the middle of a church service, and leaving because the church was showing footage of a mission to China that contained a cerimonial dragon. "We didn't come here for this demonic nonesence!", this person screamed out. WHY? Why say anything? Why not just walk out? Why not just suck it up, asshole? Than I was told it happened a second time in the same church because the preacher said something they didn't agree with. OMG!!!!! Why don't they just ban this man from ever setting foot inside a church again! I mean come on. HE thinks he speaks to God personally anyway! That's right folks, on several occassions we have been told ..."The lord said ..." Usually it's something like "The lord said your wife is a witch", or "the lord told me to do this or that". I know you figured it out that the jerk in question is my father-in-law! Hey, I was trying to be subtile! So anyway this couple told me some interesting stories and statements about my in-laws. I won't go into too much detail, but let's just say the paddy wagon should be showing up at anytime to take this guy to the rubber room!

My crazy family aren't the only ones that make me say ...Why? I am shocked by the stupidity of some people. There is always the question "Why the hell would she wear that", "Why is he dating her?", "Why would someone be so inconsiderate?", "Why is the economy in the shitter?", "Why would we elect that douche bag Bush, twice?", "Why? Why? Why?". There are so many questions, so little time! I really want to know...WHY? Don't you?

I want to know....so someone please explain to me what the fuck is in a mans DNA that makes him need to screw around? Don't get me wrong. I'm sure woman are somewhat likely to cheat. But it seems to me that men have a gene or something that says "I know I'm married but that whoe over there is looking mighty fine. Let me give up my wife, my kids and all my belongings because I can't keep it in my pants!".

I had an ex-husband who was not a great looking guy, who didn't have all the charisma in the world and who deffinately wasn't the brightest bulb out there, but the asshole was a CHEAT! What I really want to know is who are these woman that think it's OK to sleep with someone elses husband? Do they think we won't find out???? WE ALWAYS FIND OUT! So bitches beware because after we are fone with them, YOUR NEXT!

 To all my strong, fierce, beautiful, independent woman out there: You are worth so much more than these stupid men! Fuck 'em! Your next husband will be smarter, sweeter, better looking and much richer...just to fuck with their ego! They regret their actions for the rest of their lives and you will be much better off without them.

THANK THE ASSHOLE FOR HELPING YOU MAKE YOUR BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN, THAN SLAM THE DOOR, YOUR DONE! I LOVE U ALL!!!

I have such a HUGE issue with intolerance. Why in 2009 are so many people intolerant of others? The more television I watch the more depressed I get. I mean c'mon it's full of negativity, hate and intolerance. I just saw a report that this woman, Ann Coulter a news commentator, is calling Barack Obama a muslim. First of all this shouldn't be a bad thing. If he was a Muslim...so what. He's not, but so what. Why do people have such negativity and intolerance towards people of differen religions? This is my whole point with people like my father-in-law. He uses everything with a negative conotation instead of being tolerant, he uses christianity as a point to battle. Why? Why has there been wars fought since the beginning of time over a differnce of opinion? I know I will never be able to, but I wish I could grasp my mind around the hate. If nothing more than to just understand where people come from. In the words of Rodney King..."Can't we all just get along?"!

I hope these posts don't become a daily thing, quite frankly I just don't have time. But the douche bag is at it again. Today my father-in-law shows up at my husbands business waving the bible telling him he needs to honor his mother and father. Saying the "Lord" speaks to him through dreams...He spouts all this doom doom doom stuff. When my husband asked him about the nasty things he said to my brother(who is Autistic..and this is how the whole fight began) he says "the bible is not politically correct". So I guess this means that he is God Almighty himself making decisions about the good and evil of the world. He of course is the good, all others who don't obey him and his insane beliefs are evil. This is why certain sects of christianity get a bad name. I am a christian. I believe in God and do my best to be as righteous as I possibly can but this whole thing is weighing heavy on my shoulders. I want to hit him over his head with his bible and say wake up..."God is Love and you are all about Hate" and actually have him hear me. I never met anyone with so much hate and fear in their heart. Am I the only one with bible toating crazies in their family? Because sometimes I feel like it.  Why is it that people become so obsessed with religion and it turns into mental illness? After all these years of instability, I am giving up on him. I've never done that before. That scares me a little. I never thought I would be "that person". I've always been the one to give my opinion and rewspect others, but today that ends. I am DONE. For the first time in my life I am giving up on another person!

Introduction

Ok, so I'm not always "angry". Let's just say, I'm

passionate and opinionated. I have things I need to say and

not always a forum in which to say them. I just want a place

I can put my "Siendfeld-esuqe" observations down into and

get them out of my damn head. When I think about things too

long I get grumpy. No mother of 5 small children should ever

be grumpy! Certain things just really piss me off.

For instance my Family! Not my kids or my husband. They are

amazing. They only slightly piss me off, on occassions. I'm

talking about my in-laws. First of all my father-in-law is

certifably insane. The man is a religious fanatic. Nothing

good comes from fanatisism. He is just that. He has actually

said that he has the equivelant of a college degree because

he listens to six hours a day of Dr's on the Christian

satelite!!!!OMG! Who thinks that way. He also said that I am

a witch who has filled my children with demons. Again, who

says this shit. I don't even know what that means. I think

it's because I tell it exactly the way I see it! I never

sugar coat things. If I think your a douce bag, I'll tell

you.  I have listened to nine long years of rants about

terrorists,muslims,Gays, The IRS, CIA, the Mafia, La Cosa

Nostra, the tri lateral commission and the iluminati...yes

he thinks the world banks are behind ever wrong doing in the

world. He went so far as telling a friend of his that his

wifes cancer was caused by demons! What a fucking freak! He

said my child was full of demons because he wanted to watch

Nickelodeon and not some religious showing of God knows

what. He is convinced that every one who doesn't agree with

him is filled with demons and he is the absolute authority

on everything. 9 years of hell. Listening to rants and raves

from a crazy man and his wife, the parrot. I now am calling

her the parrott because all she does is regurgitate

evrything he says instead of having an actual opinion of her

own. Can you imagine? In 2009 a woman with has no sence of

self? I would explode if I couldn't give my opinion. Hell

thats what I am, a big ball of opiniated matter! I don't

think I have ever heard her have an original thought.  For

Gods sake she doesn't cut her hair for fear her husband will

think she's a lesbian. This man NEVER lets her wear a skirt

because someone may look at her 68 year old ass and find her

sexually attractive. I can't tell if they are for real

sometimes. On another occassion my father in law was on a

job site. When he was asked to move his vehicle from the

parking lot of a convenience store, he said to the owner

"what are you goning to do if I don't...blow me up". The man

was of eastern indian decent. If this isn't grounds for

imediate institutionalizing I don't know what is. God help

my poor children. I sure hope "assholism" isn't contagious!