Monday, March 29, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
CrazyFriend brought over the pictures that she took on our recent trip to Florida.
(Yes the trip where Suzie and I nearly killed her because she was being such a total pain...)
But the pictures were very nice and I was pleased because I actually look pretty darn good.
I HATE having my picture taken but I must admit, I was pleasantly surprised.
I guess my signature butch lesbian duck hunter look works for me.
I didn't look fat.
My jeans fit.
And my Missy Good hat looks great.
Now I really like the hat.
And I am very happy with the way I look in the pictures.
Monday, March 22, 2010
It looks like CrazyFriend's "relationship" with her "boyfriend" (insert: con man, freeloader, sleazebag creep and generally scary guy) has taken a bit of a dark turn.
We've always known that he is greedy, exploitive and manipulative. The only reason that he has anything to do with her is because she is providing him with a very nice place to live in one of the most expensive subdivisions in town, a very nice car and money whenever he needs it. He is no longer even bothering with the facade of going out to eat with her or going to church with her. He comes and goes, brings strangers to the house and is just doing whatever he damn well pleases.
And he is becoming evem more manipulative and controlling.
Last week when we went to Florida, he told her "I don't understand why you want to hang around with that butch lesbian.." That would be me. (Hey, I didn't think I was that butch. Damn.) And he turns everything around to make it someone else's fault. It's never anything he does that's wrong.
And this week was even MORE interesting.
On Saturday, I told CrazyFriend I just needed a break from her and her constant discussion of her "boyfriend and 'the guys' " (Don't ask. It gets entirely too complicated. I was exhausted and I just couldn't take it anymore. She got VERY upset with me and slammed the phone down. wouldn't talk to me. Okay....No biggie. That's all happened before. She'd get over it.
But I did e-mail another mutual friend and told her what happened. I explained everything and asked her to give CrazyFriend a call just to talk to her and try and get her to talk me.
So the mutual friend did call her. This morning at her house.
Well......The "boyfriend" (you know what to insert here.) answered the phone.
When he heard our friend's voise asking for CrazyFriend....he said nothing and HUNG UP THE PHONE>
When she called back, he would not answer.
Eventually, we got a hold of CrazyFriend and she was her usual bubbly self (Insert DENIAL ain't just a river in Egypt).
And here is what she told me he said when she asked him WHY he hung up the phone.
He told her "I DON'T HAVE TO TALK TO THAT BITCH....."
Now, I am sorry but if that isn't abusive, isolating, manipulative, and controlling I don't know what is. AND SHE CONTINUES TO TAKE IT.
So I am now the butch lesbian.
And our mutual friend is the nosy bitch.
It is getting honestly scary.
I don't think CrazyFriend will EVER get out of this mess unscathed.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
They had a woman speaking about meteorites and I thought it would be interesting.
I enjoy that new show "Meteorite Men" and this seemed like a good opportunity to learn something about "Rocks From Space".
The talk was interesting enough.
She is the president of the Georgia Meteorite Association (I didn't even know there was a Georgia Meteorite Association). And she seemed pleasant, funny and knowledgeable. She is apparently a collector rather than a hunter and she said she had purchased most of the 200 meteorites in her collection.
She did pass around a real kind of generic meteorite for us to look at and feel.
That was the best part of the whole evening.
I finally got to feel one and see what one actually looks like.
That made the whole trip worth it.
The business part of the meeting was totally boring/
I had no interest in any of that and it took forever.
And I didn't even win one of their stupid door prizes that they give you for sitting through the business part of the meeting.
But all in all I am glad I went.
Right now, I do not plan on renewing my membership.
It's interesting but it's one of those subcultures that it is hard to become a part of.
AND on the way home, I was getting increasing frustrated with my car stereo.
It has a short in it and kind of goes on and off on its own.
Well, yesterday it was in one of its dead modes and I could not get it to come back around.
It was dark when I was driving home, and I hit a BIG pothole.
Rattled the crap out of the car but guess what?
The stereo came back on!
Usually it takes a little bump.
But this was a biggie and now I have music again.
Meteorites AND music.
Who could ask for anything ,ore?
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Spending a week in Florida with CrazyFriend
Oh boy......what a week. I went to Florida last week to visit my Golf Buddy. Cousin Suzie and CrazyFriend came along and to say the least, it was in interesting week, in very much of a Harriet Peterson sort of way.
Now, I was ready to have a good time because my Golf Buddy finally got some good news, in the wake of many disappointments and I just really enjoy going to Florida. I really like Florida. And Cousin Suzie just wanted a fun relaxing trip, away from everything for a few days. Not an unreasonable expectation on a trip to Florida, right? Right.
Well, CrazyFriend was at the top of her craziness and her malignant passive-aggressiveness. She made all of us miserable, including herself. There were some pretty awful moments. What a fiasco.
It started out okay but CrazyFriend was edgy from the very beginning. She had to board her cats for the week we were going to be gone. She didn't want to "inconvenience" her "boyfriend" (insert: con man, freeloader, sleazy, scary guy) so he would not have to worry about looking after her cats. So she was worried about her cats.
We left here at 6:00 in the morning on Monday in Cousin Suzie's big truck. The weather looked goo and we were on our way. I like Cousin Suzie a lot. She is fun, smart, talented sensible, she's a good driver and she knows how to relax and have fun. She is everything CrazyFriend is not.
We had the week pretty well planned out. We figured we'd stop at the same Cracker Barrels that we'd stopped at on our last trip (they are timed just right along the way) and I had our itinerary planned for once we got to Florida. CrazyFriend wanted to climb the Ponce Inlet light house this time and she also wanted to visit the Marine Science Center where the rehabilitate sea turtles, sea birds and raptors. This is not something I would have done myself, but we went out of our way to accomodate what CrazyFriend wanted to do so she would enjoy herself. No problem.
Well, let's just say that Crazyfrined was at the top of her game. I won't say that she completely ruined the trip but she sure made for some utterly miserable moments and some fights that should only take place if you are traveling with a cranky 7 year old. She just gets obnoxious and she gets into everyone's face as if we are retarded little children (telling two grown women that we HAVE to eat dinner even when we say "We dont want to eat dinner) and not allowing us our privacy and a few quiet moments alone if we need it. Let me put it simply: SHE IS ANNOYING AS HELL AND YOU JUST WANT TO SLAP HER>>
It was not totally a bust but it could have been a lot more fun if she hadn't gotten into her passive-aggressive mode that she does so well. My Golf Buddy never knew that anything was going on because when CrazyFriend chooses to, she can be a sweet and "normal" as can be. But we were all seething underneath.
And poor Cousin Suzie was miserable because she had to share a hotel room with CrazyFriend. That alone is enough to make you want to kill yourself. At least I had my own room and I could have some peace and quiet. Thank goodness for that small favor.
After Daytona, we drove up to Saint Augustine. That was when the REAL fiasco started, The weather sucked. It rained and turned colder. But Suzie and I wanted to make the best of it. CraztFriend wanted to skip Saint Augustine and just drive on back (400 miles and SHE was not doing any of the driving). I said NO...we already and the hotel reservations and it was NOT fair to ask Cousin Suzie to drive 300+ miles in a driving rainstorm just because CrazyFriend wanted to go home.
So, in a feeble effort to make the best of it, we stayed in Saint Augustine, in the pouring rain. We had lunch at a seafood place and Suzie had a couple of beers and we decided to go to the Ripleys' Believe It Or Not Museum which was just down the block. The place was amazing, But in her own fashion CrazyFriend ruined the experience. She wouldn't stay with us, she had to take off and look at everything on her own. We just gave up and lost track of her. And Suzie was getting sick to her stomach fro the beer and the heavy lunch. At the end of the two hour museum tour, all she wanted to do was go back to the hotel and lie down for a couple of hours. Now, I can understand that, no problem because if I get a migraine, all I want to do is lie down for a while and I'll be fine.
Well, after the 40 minutes it took us to finally find Crazyfriend, (she wanted to stay and take pictures) Suzie was at the end of her rope. She was white as a sheet and all she wanted to do was go back to the hotel. Which we did. I had to wrangle CrazyFriend and keep her from bothering Suzie. That in itself was exhausting. But I did the best I could.
Suzie recovered from her upset stomach (that's all it was)...CrazyFriend wanted me to start looking for an emergency room and we had a relatively quiet evening.
The next morning, we left Saint Augustine with much better weather and Suzie feeling better after a good night's sleep.
Note to self: The next trip to Florida will NOT include CrazyFriend.
I will go with Cousin Suzie, no problem but CrazyFriend is staying home.
The details of how miserable she made us are just too numerous to list but I will admit, she outdid herself.
What was supposed to be a fun trip to Florida turned out to be a week in HELL and guess what?
It ain't over yet.
I am having lunch with Crazyfriend in about an hour.
It never seems to end.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
They had one of the strongest earthquakes ever (8.8!!!)
There was major devastation and destruction.
There was looting and a period of chaos.
But it doesn't seem that anyone cares about Chile.
No one is singing "We Are The World".
There are no massive airlifts.
No troops, no hospital ships.
There's no Anderson Cooper rescuing children from unruly street gangs.
There's no Sanjay Gupta doing brain surgery on televisi0n.
There are no celebrities having telethons.
No one is saying "Just Text CHILE and you can make a $10 donation"
What is wrong with Chile?
Doesn't any one care or are we only allowed one major catastrophic earthquake a year?
What's the deal?
Who cares about Chile?
Friday, March 5, 2010
Well, I am soooo happy for my Golf Buddy in Florida. She called me last night, all excited and happy. After nearly 18 months of being on a waiting list, she had FINALLY gotten her senior's low income apartment in Daytona Beach. Wooo hooo. I am so glad she finally got it. As you can imagine, waiting for a low income, senior citizens' apartment in FLORIDA involves a VERY long wait. It's one of those places where someone has to die or be transferred to a nursing home before you move up on the waiting list.
We are going to visit her for a couple of days next week. I wasn't quite sure of what we were going to do because she's been so down lately. But now we actially have something to celebrate.
I told her a long time ago that when she finally got her apartment that we'd have a party. Well, our timing could not have been better, We can go down there for a couple of days and really have a good time. Yay. I am glad for her. I hope everything works out. She is so sweet and deserves a break after all the bad luck she's had.