I am becoming a vegetarian

I mean this is many different forms. Not only am I wanting to stop eating meat again, but I also am done chewing the fat, if you will. I will stick to rawness. As in veggies and fruits and also emotion.

I try to be very light hearted here, and give a glimpse of my crappy little life to those of you who care. Ok my life really isn't that crappy, if summer would get here I would be all set. But aside from that, I like telling personal stuff, that I thought was between us. The people I let into this world were very "privileged" I don't mean that in the sense that I am all that. I mean it in the sense that I did not trust many folks with the address. Not many family or friends were given this address, and I thought that I had made some good choices on who I gave it out too. I write things here I do not share with people, things that are all in my head, or things that tick me off, or events that happen..If I had wanted everyone to know, I would call them and tell them..mmmakay?

I have come to the descion that I don't even care anymore. I am not going to hide my thoughts or feeling because of one bad apple. I can sleep at night knowing that I am not a gossiper, or out there spreading stuff about other people. Not that anything I write here would be considered gossip or anything, but I do write some stuff here that I have not shared with others..

I will give you an example of something. I talked to my grandma today. My grandpa drove by our old house, ( the one we are renting out) they guy was outside so gramps stops by to talk to him..

this guy told him "I hear a preacher use to live here"

Now my grandpa was all like, huh? Nope no preacher ever lived here. But someone told him my hubby was preacher...Now we all know he is not, and that he is thinking about perusing this in the future. So then I had to explain to my dear ole granny about the whole preacher thing..When I had not told her anything yet...But someone must have read it here, and decided to go spread it around the city limits of Craptown USA...Isn't that sad? My grandma heard a rumor from a story on my blog....Its kind of like passing notes in the 8th grade. So had to tell her that he was just in the thinking stage of this and No he is NOT a preacher yet, she had not missed anything.

I don't care what I write and I have never really censored myself before, but now I think I might have too. Which really ticks me off.But if I want to write about what a useless piece of crap I think my FIL is or how nuts my MIL can be, and how I think my BIL's have totally abanded our family since we moved here...None of them has made one single effort to come visit us since we moved here...Yet my one BIL and his wife make trips to Penn. To see her brother and his wife..But not ONCE have they EVER made mention of coming here..I say screw them all...SO someone please go spread it around...I know your dyeing too..I will be sure not to call your kids on their birthdays or to send out a card on time...Just paying it forward people....I am so damn sick of being the only one who tries to keep in touch. I am done.

Hubby talks with his one brother regularly, not real talk. Just surface talk. I think it kind of hurts his feelings that he plans trips to Penn and not here..But he would never say anything...Unlike me.

Anyhoo, I am done talking about this. I expect a phone call from someone in the hubbys family right about..
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Lets give em something to talk about....Ok lets see...


We have talked about selling all our crap and moving...Just moving away from here. I feel as though I have become too materialistic. We have stuff, too much stuff, and stuff we do not need. Who needs 3 televisions, 2 DVD players, 2 cars, 2 cell phones, 2 houses?...Ok the house I have been trying to get rid of..

I feel as though we are bombarded with crap. I want a simple life. I have always thought I wanted to live in a huge city with a huge home and nice crap....

I now know I want a small home, just big enough for the 5 of us. I would not even mind if I had no phones. Maybe some goats and a nice sunflower plantation in the deep south somewhere...

Of course I will still keep my computer. I mean I do have my standards. My heart may stop pumping blood though out my body if that luxury should dissipate. I am only human folks.

Toodles