New header, new background, new profile pic ... the re-vamp of NYD has begun. I have been working on my come-back post for a few days and it is almost finished. The title is, The Importance of Knowing What is Important.
Check back with me over the weekend.
XOXO
Friday, October 25, 2013
Friday, October 11, 2013
Guess who's back?
And, I have a lot to say! Working on updating my layout but will be posting soon.
Kim
Kim
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Facebook is NOT your friend.
Facebook. I resisted it for so long as I grew tired of MySpace quickly. I decided to start a blog (Divainthedesert). I never claimed to be a writer, still don't but it held my interest for several years. I was invested in my blog, I wrote about my life, the funny things about parenting, blasted assholes that wronged me (while using fake names to protect the not-so-innocent), hyped up events, causes and people that I admired and to be honest, it was quite therapeutic for me.
Stupid Facebook. I had numerous friends that were jumping up my ass to join. I thought that it was MySpace Generation II and didn't want to deal with all of the upkeep. Finally, in fall of 2008 I got sucked in to the CULT known as Facebook.
For a few years, it was fun to post pics of my Kidlet, daily bullshit and keep up with my friends. Then the random friend invites followed and before I knew it, I had 1000+ friends. I only knew about 427 of them but what did I care? I never shared my personal information, kept my child as "The Kidlet" and tried not to cuss or offend.
It was great up until August of 2012. I fell into a relationship where every person in his office was basically stalking my FB page. He would walk in on Monday morning and would get bombarded with questions on my posts/quotes/pics/etc. If you know me or have been my "FrIenD" on FB you should know that I am the most sarcastic person in the world and will "jab" but truly mean no harm.
Apparently when your profile is being stalked, people read way the fuck too much into anything that you post. Well, I had a following that led into the personal life of "He/Him". My profile became the new Perez Hilton of Southlake, Texas. While flattered, I was annoyed beyond belief that these people were so interested in my life and what I was doing, seeing, eating, staring at, sitting on, etc.
Today ... I have no FB page. I actually do but it has been deactivated because my posts have been taken out of context. My photos have been forwarded to local skanks, I mean other socially impaired humans attempting to cause drama for myself and "He/Him".
This has become a massive cluster-fuck in my life and to be honest, I am sick and tired of it. So, I quit. I'm ringing the bell as if I were in SEALS training. My advice to you .... keep your friends list on Facebook tight. Know these people in real life, if you don't ... don't accept their request. There are some kids/bullies that are disguising themselves as adults. They ARE out there and because they are either bitter, jealous, old, infested with herpes or recently released from prison, they are looking to tear others down.
Become RIP-worthy! Protect yourself.
Stupid Facebook. I had numerous friends that were jumping up my ass to join. I thought that it was MySpace Generation II and didn't want to deal with all of the upkeep. Finally, in fall of 2008 I got sucked in to the CULT known as Facebook.
For a few years, it was fun to post pics of my Kidlet, daily bullshit and keep up with my friends. Then the random friend invites followed and before I knew it, I had 1000+ friends. I only knew about 427 of them but what did I care? I never shared my personal information, kept my child as "The Kidlet" and tried not to cuss or offend.
It was great up until August of 2012. I fell into a relationship where every person in his office was basically stalking my FB page. He would walk in on Monday morning and would get bombarded with questions on my posts/quotes/pics/etc. If you know me or have been my "FrIenD" on FB you should know that I am the most sarcastic person in the world and will "jab" but truly mean no harm.
Today ... I have no FB page. I actually do but it has been deactivated because my posts have been taken out of context. My photos have been forwarded to local skanks, I mean other socially impaired humans attempting to cause drama for myself and "He/Him".
This has become a massive cluster-fuck in my life and to be honest, I am sick and tired of it. So, I quit. I'm ringing the bell as if I were in SEALS training. My advice to you .... keep your friends list on Facebook tight. Know these people in real life, if you don't ... don't accept their request. There are some kids/bullies that are disguising themselves as adults. They ARE out there and because they are either bitter, jealous, old, infested with herpes or recently released from prison, they are looking to tear others down.
Become RIP-worthy! Protect yourself.
Friday, March 8, 2013
The Blame Game
verb (used with object)
1.
to hold responsible; find fault with; censure: I don't blame you for leaving him.
2.
to place the responsibility for (a fault, error, etc.) (usually followed by on ): I blame the accident onher.
3.
Informal. blast; damn (used as a mild curse): Blame the rotten luck.
noun
4.
an act of attributing fault; censure; reproof: The judge said he found nothing to justify blame in theaccident.
5.
responsibility for anything deserving of censure: We must all share the blame for this deplorablecondition.
Bad things happen to us all, it is part of life but when those things do happen are you a "finger-pointing blamer"? I know that it is much easier to blame someone other than yourself for the event(s) that led to this "thing" happening but in most cases it is partially if not all your fault.
I have recently been the target for some rather vicious finger pointing blame and it really sucks. I will call this person, Wilma.
Wilma and I have never been friends, only acquaintances Wilma is not the most loved person in our community, she actually has quite a nasty reputation for being a hard core bitch (and I am saying this with a soft tone). She is very selfish, she is constantly blasting people behind their backs and rarely has a kind thing to say about anything. Wilma is all about Wilma. Needless to say that you don't want to be on her bad side and currently, I am Prospect #1 on her bad side.
Without giving away too much information, here is the short version of her beef with me ...
I have lived in this area for quite some time even before my divorce so I know a lot of people. I network often due to jobs and local organizations/charity events. I also know Wilma's soon-to-be-ex-hubs. Wilma and ex hubs have had a roller coaster ride of a relationship as long as I have known them. Something was always going on but they had no impact on my life so I didn't really care.
Fast forward, her soon to be ex has actually turned out to be quite normal which has shocked me. We have been socializing quite a bit together and it just so happens that Wilma has decided that I am the reason that her world is falling apart. This couldn't be farther from the truth but she has pinpointed me as public enemy #1.
Here are just a few of the things that Wilma has recently pulled:
* She sent a scathing yet poorly written email to my boss (who is not even in the same city). She attempted to get me terminated but that backfired BIG TIME! We all laugh at the BS that is spewed in that message.
* She continues to label me as "the one that destroyed her".
* Two weeks ago while out seeing a friends band, she wrote on soon to be ex hubs passenger window, C*NT in lipstick. I am pretty sure that it was intended for me.
* I had to pull down my business FB Fan Page because she was posting nonsense and cursing.
Those are just a few instances. She is a total nut and what is really sad, I had absolutely nothing to do with the unraveling of her marriage. She has done plenty on her own and everyone in our area knows of her "issues" over the last several years but come hell or high water, she wants to blame someone. I wish that someone was not me but, it is. I have alerted a number of people of what is going on just for safety reasons or if I end up dead. Hopefully this will die down because I do not want her to go straight up Betty Broderick on me. I thought that Jamie's ex wife was a pill but she is lame next to Wilma.
Next week is The Kidlet's Spring Break and I think that mid week I am going to head to Houston to visit family and get away from the craziness up in here! TTYL :)
Fast forward, her soon to be ex has actually turned out to be quite normal which has shocked me. We have been socializing quite a bit together and it just so happens that Wilma has decided that I am the reason that her world is falling apart. This couldn't be farther from the truth but she has pinpointed me as public enemy #1.
Here are just a few of the things that Wilma has recently pulled:
* She sent a scathing yet poorly written email to my boss (who is not even in the same city). She attempted to get me terminated but that backfired BIG TIME! We all laugh at the BS that is spewed in that message.
* She continues to label me as "the one that destroyed her".
* Two weeks ago while out seeing a friends band, she wrote on soon to be ex hubs passenger window, C*NT in lipstick. I am pretty sure that it was intended for me.
* I had to pull down my business FB Fan Page because she was posting nonsense and cursing.
Those are just a few instances. She is a total nut and what is really sad, I had absolutely nothing to do with the unraveling of her marriage. She has done plenty on her own and everyone in our area knows of her "issues" over the last several years but come hell or high water, she wants to blame someone. I wish that someone was not me but, it is. I have alerted a number of people of what is going on just for safety reasons or if I end up dead. Hopefully this will die down because I do not want her to go straight up Betty Broderick on me. I thought that Jamie's ex wife was a pill but she is lame next to Wilma.
Next week is The Kidlet's Spring Break and I think that mid week I am going to head to Houston to visit family and get away from the craziness up in here! TTYL :)
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Plate = Full
Okay so my goal to be a consistent blogger has not worked out all that well BUT, I want to get back on track.
What has been going on with me?
HOBBY:
I have discovered that I am somewhat good at homemade beauty recipes. This happened by total happenstance. The Kidlet had the second instance of lice last month. If you have children, you know that this is the absolute most disgusting and irritating thing that your child can bring home. But, it does happen and since I couldn't get rid of her and move, I took this case of lice and made it my bitch!
The first time she had it, I was clueless (and useless). My PBF had to do everything for me in order to get rid of these pesky creatures. This time, I was schooled on what to do/when to do it and how often. SCORE for this Mommy! I thought that I got it out of hair and home but, it came back. I contacted a local service that comes to you. They check heads and house. Perfect for us but since Ex Hubs and I switch weeks with The Kidlet, we had to have two visits. While he had our infested child, I decided that I was going to do a little research on this topic as I was concerned about some of the pesticides that were listed in the over the counter products. HOLY HELL .... we wasted a ton of money!
Olive oil is the best solution to kill the bastards known as lice and apparently for a lot of other problems. The lice issue is done but this started my search for recipes regarding dry skin or hair, eczema, wind burn, dark under eye circles, chapped lips, etc. I have been on a kick creating my own versions of these potions, lotions, pastes and elixirs. I don't eat avocados but I have bought many in the last two weeks. I have an endless supply of eggs, honey, oatmeal, coconut oil, vinegar, sugar, flour, lemon juice and on and on. I love it! I guess for now, I have a hobby and my skin/hair look amazing!
STICKIN' IT:
If you have read my previous blog or this one for the last year, you know that The Kidlet has a strong personality (understatement). She can be a downright turd-monkey at times and I have really put my foot down on/with her.
She and two of her friends wanted to perform in the school talent show. I didn't want them to get on stage and just "wing it" so I took the reigns and found an age appropriate song (Crazy in Love by Beyonce) and dance routine. I had picked out florescent leggings/socks/hair bows, black over-sized t-shirts (that would have glow in the dark hearts sprayed on the front) and black light for their performance. I also had to learn the choreography so that I could teach them. Needless to say, it was a time suck but I committed to the girls and their parents so I scheduled practices. The first two were not great but at least they were "getting" the dance. At try outs they got through it but not very well but they were approved and we were going to be in the live show.
Last Monday I had scheduled a practice from 3-4:30pm at the school. The girls were completely out of control. They would rather play chase, talk about boys and farting than work on the dance. I gave them not one, not two but three chances to get their act together. Guess what? By 3:36pm, I packed up my iPad, speaker, bottled waters, snacks and walked them back into the gym where they stay for after school care and I walked out. I sent a text to the parents explaining my frustration and that we would not be performing in the talent show. BOOM! I made my point loud and clear.
That's about all I have time for now but check back, I just might post again before Friday. Who knows?
What has been going on with me?
HOBBY:
I have discovered that I am somewhat good at homemade beauty recipes. This happened by total happenstance. The Kidlet had the second instance of lice last month. If you have children, you know that this is the absolute most disgusting and irritating thing that your child can bring home. But, it does happen and since I couldn't get rid of her and move, I took this case of lice and made it my bitch!
The first time she had it, I was clueless (and useless). My PBF had to do everything for me in order to get rid of these pesky creatures. This time, I was schooled on what to do/when to do it and how often. SCORE for this Mommy! I thought that I got it out of hair and home but, it came back. I contacted a local service that comes to you. They check heads and house. Perfect for us but since Ex Hubs and I switch weeks with The Kidlet, we had to have two visits. While he had our infested child, I decided that I was going to do a little research on this topic as I was concerned about some of the pesticides that were listed in the over the counter products. HOLY HELL .... we wasted a ton of money!
Olive oil is the best solution to kill the bastards known as lice and apparently for a lot of other problems. The lice issue is done but this started my search for recipes regarding dry skin or hair, eczema, wind burn, dark under eye circles, chapped lips, etc. I have been on a kick creating my own versions of these potions, lotions, pastes and elixirs. I don't eat avocados but I have bought many in the last two weeks. I have an endless supply of eggs, honey, oatmeal, coconut oil, vinegar, sugar, flour, lemon juice and on and on. I love it! I guess for now, I have a hobby and my skin/hair look amazing!
STICKIN' IT:
If you have read my previous blog or this one for the last year, you know that The Kidlet has a strong personality (understatement). She can be a downright turd-monkey at times and I have really put my foot down on/with her.
She and two of her friends wanted to perform in the school talent show. I didn't want them to get on stage and just "wing it" so I took the reigns and found an age appropriate song (Crazy in Love by Beyonce) and dance routine. I had picked out florescent leggings/socks/hair bows, black over-sized t-shirts (that would have glow in the dark hearts sprayed on the front) and black light for their performance. I also had to learn the choreography so that I could teach them. Needless to say, it was a time suck but I committed to the girls and their parents so I scheduled practices. The first two were not great but at least they were "getting" the dance. At try outs they got through it but not very well but they were approved and we were going to be in the live show.
Last Monday I had scheduled a practice from 3-4:30pm at the school. The girls were completely out of control. They would rather play chase, talk about boys and farting than work on the dance. I gave them not one, not two but three chances to get their act together. Guess what? By 3:36pm, I packed up my iPad, speaker, bottled waters, snacks and walked them back into the gym where they stay for after school care and I walked out. I sent a text to the parents explaining my frustration and that we would not be performing in the talent show. BOOM! I made my point loud and clear.
That's about all I have time for now but check back, I just might post again before Friday. Who knows?
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
The End is the New Beginning
I have become the absolute definition of a substandard blogger. I was once a dedicated "un-writer"/writer of my personal blog (divainthedesert/vox). Looking back, I can only assume that I had more time and rage. Regardless, I began this (notyetdiagnosed/blogger) blog last year with the very best intention and lost momentum. I could blame The Kidlet, work, friends, family, etc. BUT in reality, it is 100% me.
Call me jaded but I am rarely phased by movies. I am not that girl that thinks that if I have the perfect outfit, hair color or deep, dark urge for kink in the bedroom that my relationships will be perfect. I would love nothing more for the movie plots to be something to look forward to but real life is not perfect. There is absolutely no such thing and not all relationships end on a good note or do the boy and girl resolve differences and resume their love.
I saw the trailer Crazy Love in early 2012 and knew that I had to see that movie. At that time I was in a long distance relationship and I could definitely relate to the story albeit he and I were in the same state. I felt the hurt and disappointment of the characters in my throat. The movie score was just as powerful. I loved it and was living it.
My point to this post is that neither of these films have changed my life dramatically but it is comforting to see how others (real or not) handle tough relationships.
If you are in love, hurt by love, lost in love or long for love. I highly recommend both movies. Get your tissue handy, you will need it if you truly have a heart.
XOXO
Monday, January 14, 2013
Welcome 2013, let's do this!
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I had a fabulous Christmas week in Lake Tahoe, The Ritz Carlton was amazing. I did not have such a nice time attempting to snowboard for the first time. It is much harder than it looks. Who knew? I think that the majority of my issue was the amount of snow that Tahoe received our first two days there but I could be mistaken. Needless to say, I spent more time relaxing, visiting the casinos, shopping, eating, drinking and being merry.
When I returned, I had Christmas with The Kidlet which is my absolute favorite. I love seeing her face when I can actually surprise her. I suppose that it helps when the surprise is the new iPad but I like to think that I had something to do with the smile on her face.
She is back at school and in full force with her Battle of the Books team (first competition is tomorrow) and basketball halftime performance this weekend. If I could just get her off of the idea of horseback riding lessons, I would be thrilled (but just like me, once she gets something stuck in her head ...)
I feel good about this year. Forget about the past and look forward to the future is my motto. We all make choices in our lives, it is living with them that is difficult but more importantly we learn something from the experience.
Ching ching to the New Year and I wish you all health, wealth and most of all happiness!
Love,
Kim
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Letter to Santa (a week and a few days late)
Dear Santa,
Instead of writing a letter filled with "I want(s) ...", I have decided to tell you what I am thankful for during this last quite bumpy year. I know this is likely a shock to you as I have been quite lengthy in my past letters to you.
I am first and foremost thankful for the health and well being of The Kidlet. While she can be a total pain in the ass at times, she is a pretty good kid. I am so proud of how she has grown over the last year (and I don't mean physically because I am not thankful for that or the money that has been spent on the constant parade of new clothes/shoes that enter my home). She is so smart and driven. She is not scared to try new things and she has a very good heart. Over the last few months she has matured quite a bit, declaring some independence has been good for us both. I am so proud of her.
I am thankful for my own health and ability to think for myself.
I am thankful to such a fantastic group of friends. I have reconnected with several that I had lost touch with over the last few years and it has been absolutely amazing to have them back in my life.
I am thankful for my small but strong family. I lost my grandfather and an aunt this past year and it has been difficult but they are both in a better place with better people (my father and brother) and they are no longer in pain.
I am thankful for my job.
I am thankful that I have strengthened my spirituality. Now don't think that I am standing on the street corner, screaming bible versus at passerbys holding live snakes in my hands with burning crosses behind me. But, I have been reading Jesus Calling devotionals for almost a year and I love it!
Santa, I feel really strong right now. It has been a while since I have felt this solid and I like it ... a lot. This Christmas my wish is continue on this path and be the best mother, friend, daughter, employee, person that I can be and that all haters, "suck it".
And, thank you Santa for being a constant fantasy for me in between relationships. Stay studly!
Kim
Instead of writing a letter filled with "I want(s) ...", I have decided to tell you what I am thankful for during this last quite bumpy year. I know this is likely a shock to you as I have been quite lengthy in my past letters to you.
I am thankful for my own health and ability to think for myself.
I am thankful for my small but strong family. I lost my grandfather and an aunt this past year and it has been difficult but they are both in a better place with better people (my father and brother) and they are no longer in pain.
I am thankful for my job.
I am thankful that I have strengthened my spirituality. Now don't think that I am standing on the street corner, screaming bible versus at passerbys holding live snakes in my hands with burning crosses behind me. But, I have been reading Jesus Calling devotionals for almost a year and I love it!
Santa, I feel really strong right now. It has been a while since I have felt this solid and I like it ... a lot. This Christmas my wish is continue on this path and be the best mother, friend, daughter, employee, person that I can be and that all haters, "suck it".
And, thank you Santa for being a constant fantasy for me in between relationships. Stay studly!
Kim
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