Three strikes and your out

I've complained more than enough about the new drama associated with joining another family, but really, my own is quite enough. Or actually, let me just say that the man who previously married my mother has written his own ticket out of my life. The 'ex-step-father' has now lied to me three times in my life and I will have no more. I don't think he's a respectable person, because I don't respect his choices in life. I know that this post doesn't make sense to most people, but the blog is self-flatulation anyways, and truly is meant to serve myself, so I guess I'm not really sorry about not filling in holes. Or for using too many double negatives.

1. He lied when he said he was leaving the priesthood because it was the right thing to do, and DID NOT have anything to do with my mother or my sisters and I. He said that because of his time spent with my family, he realized something he wanted, but that he expressly was not leaving for any of us.

2. He lied when he said that the divorce would not affect our relationship, and that he was capable of having a relationship with us girls without my mother around (no, he's a drama queen who has pained my mother for no logical reason for the 2 years since the divorce. Hypocrite-victim-mentality, illogical, passive-aggressive drunk.)

3. He lied to me two days ago. And he betrayed me and my sister directly.

It has never been so easy to write a person out of my life. Goodbye man who never should have married my mother in the first place. I tried to be nice, because my dad took pity on you and welcomed you into our home. But you are one crazy f*#!@$%er.

Frugal Lesson #2: Don't send your husband

I love my husband. He's a great guy. He is not a great shopper. I have the flu, so the grocery trip was his responsibility this week. I made him promise to go with his mom for guidance. She didn't bring the leash I recommended.

You see, grocery stores are fun for J. I gave him a list, and for two days warned him to stay on the list. But he still brought home
corndogs
chips ahoy
expensive apples (he 'just got apples, what's the difference?')
chocolate milk
paper products we don't need
potato chips
expensive pop (and yes, I said pop. I'm sick. I get to relapse to midwestern slang right now)
and more.

sigh.

Perhaps I should just be happy that he DID get the vegetables and fruit on the list. And he did get me the nice soft kleenex......

But still "Just the Essentials" never, in my book, ever, includes corndogs.

Seriously, along with flouride, the city of Hometown and College Town needs to add Zoloft to its water system. And maybe a truth serum. So much crazy shit-- literally--- for so many family members today just really points out the calm in my life.

As J said, after the two hour conferencing with my sisters, "Hey, the dishes may not be done, laundry pilin up, and all this (gesturing to the rental unit, and suggesting all our troubles with school, money, work, and such), and we may be broke, but at least we're happy."

Right on.

Sunday Funday: The Beginning of Cutting Corners

This isn't really the beginning of cutting corners, but I'm really excited to make the homemade washing soap tonight. I found the recipe on another blog-- frugal upstate.

CAD strikes again

I wish I was in colorado with my nephews and family on their Easter break.