Month End
I am Ms Taz. This is the story of my life. I love to share pictures and stories of my baby, Honey B. She is everything to me and has brought me so much happiness.
I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, but wait my bed is in a corner.
So I just realized I did not post about my Thanksgiving. Well !
Well am I in a situation....
Ya know, sometimes I just want to smack the crap out of my family I tell ya.
Today my precious Puppy is 1 year old !! How time flies. I have had her since 4 weeks and I cannot believe we have made it this far. We also start intermediate class for training in 2 weeks- level 2. Yep, my little girl is growing up and actually trainable. She still makes me so happy. I went and got her a Doggie cake with a big red ball in it, and Petey boy- her brother gets a Giant cookie bone. Should be fun to get home tonight and see them eat their treats up. There will be pictures after the party I promise :)
I just had the worst weekend ever. I get home on Tuesday and my family misses me right. WRONG !! By Friday night I am fighting with my mom over the most pathetic thing ever. Me picking on her dog. Give me a break, I really think she needs her head checked. She can take one little petty thing- twist it up and around and throw it back in my face to make me feel like a total loser. DOUBLE STANDARDS are a real big problem for her I do believe. So yeah we yelled at each other and I split, I was not going to get treated like crap because she was in a bad mood. I live with my parents. And I love them very much, but my time is running short. I do owe them money but my debt has gone down from many, many thousands to just a few personal debts. That was my point of living with them. Nothing is every going to be good enough for her- no matter what I do. She gets in a bad mood and points out every fault and even makes some up. That hurts and I am tired of being the fall guy. So I am on a mad mission to get a personal loan, pay them off and get the hell out. Honey will pay the price if I do not get out and that is not fair either. So we did not speak all weekend. That sucked, but I have nothing to say when she flips out. My dad never knows what to say since they get along better when she is mad at me-- Go Figure? All these years I listen to their mood swings and fights and this is what I get in return. I hope like hell their health gets better and they can take care of themselves since when I am gone they might realize how much of a help I am and how much I worry about them. NO MORE, time for me, time for Honey, Time to GET OUT. So I am going to rent a place in Caledonia I think for a year-- it will be nice to just have a place of my own and then from there I can decide if I want to stick around the area or move out of state. Like I said, Time for ME.
Well I am home. I need to get caught up on sleep-- I kept forgetting where I was last night, the pain of coming home after a trip. All went very well-- I was so happy to see my little brother and his family, new house, etc. He seems very happy and I am so glad. I miss him so much. I wish he was closer all the time. But I will get over my whining someday. I always miss my brothers, even when I am with them. Anyway, that is another story for another day. Enough of my pity party.