In a sense, this is wonderful. No pesky packet of paper to fill out and lose at home. No packet of paper for the children to lose or decide they don’t want to turn in. Fewer trees killed for a paper. But there are bad things too.

You see, schools have always given some papers that only have the option to sign as accepted because it’s their way or the highway attitude (highway being Child Protective Services bothering you because the school thinks they make the decisions for you and your child). The local school district has “paperwork” like that about laptops. You accept responsibility and charges if they break it. I could understand that. But what if we know our children better than you and believe the chances high that it will be broken so we don’t want them having it? That doesn’t matter to the schools even after the kid has broken a piece on one and some other kids broke your kid’s because your kid can’t ignore the crap that some say. Continue reading

Busy, Busy, Busy

Oh my goodness, life has gotten busy. the hubs/fiance/bf/whatever is working outside of the home. I’m finally working something regular inside the home, but waiting to start something else as well. I’m really not sure how much I’m allowed to say about my jobs. I type this as the boys are talking to each other about what I consider to be slightly inappropriate. Let’s see if I can finally get off my butt and do more writing. I’ve noticed over time that my writing has gotten worse than it was in high school. That’s a bit unnerving. The people you associate with can really change your intelligence. I know I’m rambling.

I had to take parenting classes after my son got into trouble. They were interesting and even a bit fun. During them I realized I talk to much to the kids, give them reasons they don’t really care about for behaving right, and at the wrong times.  This is probably common knowledge for some, but don’t try to correct your kids when they’re mad. I only really put it out there because it seems to be working. My boy has been a real defiant handful most of his life. When he gets into a tantrum, I tell him to go hang out in his room and talk to me when he’s calmed and can do so without yelling. That’s for both him and I, because he’s put holes in the walls and me into a bookcase. Things are currently getting better though. I just hope they keep going that way. My parenting class didn’t change things as much as my son having the scare of being in a detention center.I hope he stays a bit worried about that possibility. Having some fear keeps people doing better. I know some will disagree with me and that’s okay. I’m not looking for anyone to agree with me. I’ve always done this just so that anyone else who thinks as I do will know they aren’t alone.

Been a Long Road

I’ve been working on my blogger posts since that one has ads and a way to maybe make something without buying anything yet. I haven’t made enough to pay for a website or domain. Although, that is definitely something I wish to do. I am not asking for clicks, though, as I don’t want to get into any trouble and lose it.

I am working with a task based virtual assistant company and that’s not doing much for me yet because I’m still learning how to do some and my children don’t like my attention anywhere else. I enjoy it, but here are plenty of others working with it as well. I am also working on MTurk here and there. As well as being signed up with a few transcribing sites. By the way, working with several transcribing sites is not the best idea. I’ve noticed that each has different rules on how they want it done. It makes it a little too confusing. I do know the one I want to work with most once I get used to their scary looking sign up process for jobs.

I have a couple of YouTube channels. There’s my regular one that’s connected to my account and my gaming channel. My gaming channel won’t have uploads very often because I don’t get a lot of time on the consoles. I do love the games and have some videos to edit, but other things take more precedence.

Our boys are still having episodes of complete defiance and the seeming need to cause drama at home. This is pouring into the youngest child’s behavior now and I am going to seek counseling for her. There’s been a lot of family drama in the past few years. I have several drafts started in this that I’ll need to look at and see if they’re worth publishing at this point.

There has been so much chaos in our family that I keep telling myself I’m going to try to be positive. If that works again, I’ll definitely let the world know. For now, it’s just hopes. That’s all I have any clear enough thoughts to update at the moment. I am going to be more  regular soon.




Review: Breaking Dawn

Breaking Dawn
Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I really don’t remember when I read the book. I was against watching the movies for the longest time because of what I’d heard about them. Until one day my parents were watching the first movie and I happened to be there that day. It was airing on TV because one of the next movies were about to come out. From the little bit I caught, I was hooked.
I read all of the books in a couple of weeks time and absolutely loved them. I loved actually reading what the wolves were thinking and the fight segment sounded phenomenal at the time I read this book. I do think the movie did the fight scene well. I may read this book again to refresh my memory since it’s been a few years.

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There was a murder in my neighborhood today. My my son’s friend’s mother was the victim. I feel horrible for the family and the fact that she more than likely suffered so badly in her final moments. She was stabbed multiple times. Another neighbor told us it was thirteen times. We moved away from city as much as possible in hopes that the chances of being around this were lessened. They locked down the local schools and only seemed to tell the middle school kids what was going on(to an extent) because the murdered still hasn’t been caught at this time.


Most of what I have ever posted has been something angry and depressing. I know it doesn’t make for a great blog most want to read, but much of it I feel needs to be said. Maybe one day I’ll have some fluffy stuff to say but it hasn’t happened yet.

I shared my brother’s gofundme request on Google+ and my fiance shared it as well. Then, some p.o.s. decides to go and be…well, a p.o.s. about it; but this is the internet so of course there is a prick out there. Out of everyone else in my family,  my brother has a chance to do so much better than the rest of us. He has been in the military, in a pretty good line of work. He has finished school, gotten into a good marriage(they are genuinely a good pair), and he is so smart. He deserves to have a good job.

He believes he found one and has gotten a job offer. In order to take the job, he needs to move. He has been out of work for a while so doesn’t have the money for the move. He, or rather his wife, is asking for help to do so. I shared it because I can’t afford to help him. I would if I had any money not going to bills.

In the past four years, we have had two family members die, our father has had a stroke, and my brother has been robbed a few times since being out of work. He deserves a break. If you can, help him. If not, don’t but keep your inaccurate thoughts to yourself.


It’s something I am so very tired of in life inn my life, and in what I hear going on for others. I hear of it happening to others and agree that something should be done. Everyone out there should stop teaching it. Whether it be religious, racial, or gender. It is ignorance and it should stop.

My son just went through the religious side of it in a sense. He drew a pentagram because he likes to draw everything and anything. Some stupid other child told him that they were no longer friends because it’s evil. My son says he drew that particular thing for a friend but I don’t really care. I don’t force a belief on my child and don’t believe anyone else should either. I tell him what I believe and tell him to learn about religion and decide for himself what feels right in his heart.

I do want to say this to everyone who will read this. A symbol is not good or evil and does not have power. The good or evil is in your heart and head. You are what’s good or evil in your life as well as those around you. The person (or child) who is intolerant is evil. The person who cuts someone down because their clothes aren’t designer or maybe have a few holes is evil. The ones who don’t tolerate the choices others make that don’t affect them personally are evil.

The ones who mind their own damn business and let people live their own lives are good people. The ones who don’t try to destroy a family just because they don’t like something they do differently are good. The ones who share their feelings and beliefs, but don’t tell you that you are believing wrong are good. The ones who try to understand -not control- are good.

That is all.