My fiance's sister-n-law is one crazy bitch. She's the girl who wants everyone to like her because she freaks out if they don't. She will tell you what you want to hear. She will say the sweetest things to your face and in the same sentence she will cut you so deep you'll need stitches. The typical "mean girl". But the best part she thinks she is better than you, when in all reality she is simply jealous of you and what you have.
I will credit where credit is due. She was very nice to me in the beginning, actually she was the only one who was nice to me. For that reason I stuck to her side. All that came to a halt one night when she punched me in the face. I'm going to leave that alone for now because it's a very long story and honestly I don't want to get into it, but just know she is lucky to still be walking. After that night I stayed away from her for a very long time. I learned so much about her after all that. Let's just say she is sick in the head, like straight jacket sick! We went a good six months before I spoke to her and even then I didn't say much.
I'm not sure what made me talk to her. My fiance and I avoided her. She was toxic. Then one day I found myself talking to her. Don't get it twisted, I did not forgive her or forget, I moved on. I needed to move forward because all that anger was eating me alive. I very rarely let people treat me that way, she was one of the lucky ones. I never let her back in the way I had in the beginning. I was too smart for that. But I was slowly opening up and talking. I think my main reason for speaking to her was to ease the tension for my fiance's sake. He and his brother are very close and for awhile we didn't hang out because of the crazy bitch.
Things have been good for the past few months. I thought she was becoming normal again. Then BAM!!! It all comes crashing down. (Please do not judge me for what I am about to say) I was looking at facebook and the first thing I see is my future sister-n-law checking in at a bar with her "BFF" and my arch enemy. Say what? Yup. My arch enemy is a girl (yes, girl..she's the rip old age of 22) who tried everything in her being to break my boy and I up when we first started dating. In fact she was successful when it came to a friend and his marriage. She's the small town SLUT. I'm not saying that to be mean, she's made her way around and everyone knows it. Anyways my future SIL hated her before I even knew her. She knew that she broke a marriage up. She attempted to do other things, but never succeeded. For the past year I have not heard or seen her. Then she started hanging around the same crowd we do. Weird seeing as how we are all at least 8+ years older than her. My SIL talks so much shit about her it's crazy. I mean don't get me wrong I really dislike this girl, but I don't waste my good comebacks on her if you know what I mean. As long as she leaves us alone then I'm good. I expected that from my SIL as well. Now you see why I was so shocked? Here's the best part. My SIL thinks she is so damn smart. She hides her friends from everyone. I'm not sure how you do that because FB doesn't mean that much to me, but she does it. Her "BFF" checked her in with the hoochie. BUSTED bitch!! So, I did what every self respecting woman would do, I took a screen shot of the page and kept it. Then I defriended my SIL and her "BFF". Mature? Probably not, but it was defriend or go off on this bitch and I wasn't giving her that satisfaction. Plus she is the kind that will get her feelings hurt when she realizes I defriended her ass. I can't wait for the day. This is why the screen shot was important. She is famous for lying...SHOCKER! I know if I call her out on it she will lie and I needed proof. Now I have it.
You might be asking yourself why I keep quoting "BFF", let me explain. SIL is crazy. She's bipolar, maybe not clinically (yet), but one day she will be. She claimed this girl was her BFF years ago, then they got into some random fight and suddenly she hated her. And no they weren't in high school they were in their 30's. Magically one day none of that happened and they were BFF's again! Shoot me now! I get it we are chicks, we fight, but I have never gone around trash talking my BFF nor will I ever! Girl code!
I'm going to be an adult from here on out, but if she asks why she was defriended then I am going to simply tell her, "When you hang with trash, you become trash and I took out the trash". End of story! I don't need a two faced bitch in my life. I don't her telling people my business, especially not the girl who can't keep her legs closed!
What now? Well, I go to bed tonight, get up tomorrow, go to work, come home, workout, plan my wedding, and love on my sweet man. My life goes on, I am just being proactive and prepared for what the future holds...which happens to be a crazy SIL! This could get interesting!!
Until next time my loves!!
PS: I was gone all last week in North Dakota for work and I'm pretty sure they don't believe in fast Internet so that's why no post! Don't hate!! :)
Monday, July 22, 2013
Friday, July 12, 2013
Rescue 9-1-Bridesmaid
As I mentioned before I am getting married. Our big day is next May. I have already selected my bridesmaids, however I think I made a mistake and I'm not sure how to fix it. My Maid of Honor is my sister. My other girls I have met in several different places. One of them is my bestie from college. Another girl I met at my first job in Houston and she has helped me through some pretty tough times. Another is one I met while working my rodeo committee. The last one is a girl I met at a game watching party. Ok so three of my girls are some of my best friends. They have helped me through a lot of shitty things.
The last girl, we instantly hit it off. It was like a match made in Heaven, football Heaven that is. We hung out every weekend and a few times during the week. She was one of the only girls in Houston who actually understood my personality. Then I met my boy. However, I did not forget about my friend. I still hung out with her maybe not as much as before but we hung out most weekend. Slowly our friendship dwindled. I would call her to hang out and she would have plans, which was fine, but it got to the point where she wouldn't call me back. I would call a few weeks in advance and we would make plans and she would flake out. Finally I realized it just wasn't worth it anymore. I know that's mean, but that's just how it is. Her birthday came around and I celebrated with her. That night became a disaster. I am not one for drama but boy did we have drama. Lots of words were exchanged. It was the last night I spoke to her.
We went an entire year without speaking. I thought about her here and there, but I was not going to be the first one to break the silence. My pride gets in the way. Finally, I break down and text her. It was awkward in the beginning, but we agreed to meet up. Our meeting turned out okay. We hung out several times and I thought we were picking up where we left off. However, it wasn't long after we started talking again that I got engaged. I thought about asking her and tossed around reasons why I shouldn't. But things were going so well that I decided to just do it.
Here we are 3 months after I asked and I don't hear from her. I text her and try to hang out but we never meet up. She claims she always has something to do. She claims she is always studying. Yes, I know school is important. I get that. However, school is out so she has the time. But I still haven't heard from her. She showed up late to the one thing I asked her to be at...my dress shopping. Y'all she showed up 20 minutes late. I had already tried on 3 dresses. I mean I get an hour and half and I have to move pretty quick. Plus that's a big deal for me! I mean it's wedding dress shopping. The day I have looked forward to forever! To make it worse she lives right down the street! How the hell are you late for that day? Sounds stupid to be upset about but that day meant a lot!
Now the question is what do I do? Do I kick her out of the wedding? I mean I want people in the wedding who actually want to be part of it. All my other bridesmaids are all about it. They are just as excited as I am. What do I do? How does one handle this shit? I don't know how I got myself into this mess!!! Help!!!
The last girl, we instantly hit it off. It was like a match made in Heaven, football Heaven that is. We hung out every weekend and a few times during the week. She was one of the only girls in Houston who actually understood my personality. Then I met my boy. However, I did not forget about my friend. I still hung out with her maybe not as much as before but we hung out most weekend. Slowly our friendship dwindled. I would call her to hang out and she would have plans, which was fine, but it got to the point where she wouldn't call me back. I would call a few weeks in advance and we would make plans and she would flake out. Finally I realized it just wasn't worth it anymore. I know that's mean, but that's just how it is. Her birthday came around and I celebrated with her. That night became a disaster. I am not one for drama but boy did we have drama. Lots of words were exchanged. It was the last night I spoke to her.
We went an entire year without speaking. I thought about her here and there, but I was not going to be the first one to break the silence. My pride gets in the way. Finally, I break down and text her. It was awkward in the beginning, but we agreed to meet up. Our meeting turned out okay. We hung out several times and I thought we were picking up where we left off. However, it wasn't long after we started talking again that I got engaged. I thought about asking her and tossed around reasons why I shouldn't. But things were going so well that I decided to just do it.
Here we are 3 months after I asked and I don't hear from her. I text her and try to hang out but we never meet up. She claims she always has something to do. She claims she is always studying. Yes, I know school is important. I get that. However, school is out so she has the time. But I still haven't heard from her. She showed up late to the one thing I asked her to be at...my dress shopping. Y'all she showed up 20 minutes late. I had already tried on 3 dresses. I mean I get an hour and half and I have to move pretty quick. Plus that's a big deal for me! I mean it's wedding dress shopping. The day I have looked forward to forever! To make it worse she lives right down the street! How the hell are you late for that day? Sounds stupid to be upset about but that day meant a lot!
Now the question is what do I do? Do I kick her out of the wedding? I mean I want people in the wedding who actually want to be part of it. All my other bridesmaids are all about it. They are just as excited as I am. What do I do? How does one handle this shit? I don't know how I got myself into this mess!!! Help!!!
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Sweet Tea with a hint of Vodka
I have talked myself into giving this whole blog thing another try. I have literally drafted about 10 posts and deleted them all within the last six months. I keep coming up with new ideas when it comes to blogs, but finally I reached the conclusion that I just need to be myself. I need to write what I want to write. I need to rant and if people read it and keep coming back then I am doing okay.
Let's start off with an introduction so you know what you are getting yourself into. I'm a 29 year old (man that sucked to type out) true Texan. I have lived many other places, but Texas is home and always will be. No matter where I was Texas was in my soul. My boots are my go to shoes. They are so incredibly comfortable and I feel more sexy is those than I do in my 5 inch heels, so take that Jimmy Choo! Most girls dream about red sole shoes, I dream about blue (google it....$10 bucks to the first person who knows what I'm talking about). Everyone says this so I feel like I need to...I love Jesus (but I drink a little). :) I am a Christian and I have my morals and values. I tend to speak my mind. I'm a tell it like it is kind of girl. I don't hold much back. If you don't like that then I suggest we part ways now and you go read a blog that speaks to you. No hard feelings.
Some would say I'm rough around the edges, here's what I have to say to them. I am like a Sweet Tea with a splash of vodka. Never had it? WHAT?? You should try it. It's amazing, especially in this Texas heat. It's refreshing but will get you loose. Ya dig? You drink it and thing nothing is happening, but the moment you stand up...BAM! You're drunk and it's time to party! That's me. I'm sweet and I treat everyone with respect, but if you do me wrong...BAM it's lights out. No, I don't mean hit you, I'm a lady for goodness sakes. However, I will let you know what's up and you will remember that the next time you feel it's appropriate to disrespect me. That's the way it is homie. Deal!
I am a fur mom to a handsome black lab. He's 8 going on 2. That boy has more energy than I know what to do with. But I love him more than life itself. I also have a fiance! Wohoo!! Yea for being in love. Our proposal is one for the story books, but we will talk about that at another time. He's my best friend (cheesy..I know...I used to think that too). He really is the peanut butter to my jelly. I love my family! I would do anything for them.
I love wine! Like really love wine! Actually I'm drinking wine right now. Along with a pudding snack pack! Oh yea!! It's the way I get my chocolate fix. Wine and a pudding pack, I'm so classy! I love Mexican food, but what Texan doesn't. The water is my happy place, whether it's a river, pool, or a beach, it all makes me happy. Happy happy happy.
OK I think that's a good start to this relationship. I told you more than I told most of my first dates. :) Until next time my lovelies! And I promise I will return tomorrow. It's a goal and I never give up on a goal.
XOXO,
L
Let's start off with an introduction so you know what you are getting yourself into. I'm a 29 year old (man that sucked to type out) true Texan. I have lived many other places, but Texas is home and always will be. No matter where I was Texas was in my soul. My boots are my go to shoes. They are so incredibly comfortable and I feel more sexy is those than I do in my 5 inch heels, so take that Jimmy Choo! Most girls dream about red sole shoes, I dream about blue (google it....$10 bucks to the first person who knows what I'm talking about). Everyone says this so I feel like I need to...I love Jesus (but I drink a little). :) I am a Christian and I have my morals and values. I tend to speak my mind. I'm a tell it like it is kind of girl. I don't hold much back. If you don't like that then I suggest we part ways now and you go read a blog that speaks to you. No hard feelings.
Some would say I'm rough around the edges, here's what I have to say to them. I am like a Sweet Tea with a splash of vodka. Never had it? WHAT?? You should try it. It's amazing, especially in this Texas heat. It's refreshing but will get you loose. Ya dig? You drink it and thing nothing is happening, but the moment you stand up...BAM! You're drunk and it's time to party! That's me. I'm sweet and I treat everyone with respect, but if you do me wrong...BAM it's lights out. No, I don't mean hit you, I'm a lady for goodness sakes. However, I will let you know what's up and you will remember that the next time you feel it's appropriate to disrespect me. That's the way it is homie. Deal!
I am a fur mom to a handsome black lab. He's 8 going on 2. That boy has more energy than I know what to do with. But I love him more than life itself. I also have a fiance! Wohoo!! Yea for being in love. Our proposal is one for the story books, but we will talk about that at another time. He's my best friend (cheesy..I know...I used to think that too). He really is the peanut butter to my jelly. I love my family! I would do anything for them.
I love wine! Like really love wine! Actually I'm drinking wine right now. Along with a pudding snack pack! Oh yea!! It's the way I get my chocolate fix. Wine and a pudding pack, I'm so classy! I love Mexican food, but what Texan doesn't. The water is my happy place, whether it's a river, pool, or a beach, it all makes me happy. Happy happy happy.
OK I think that's a good start to this relationship. I told you more than I told most of my first dates. :) Until next time my lovelies! And I promise I will return tomorrow. It's a goal and I never give up on a goal.
XOXO,
L
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