We all know them or at least one of them. Those people who only come around when they need or want something. They are greedy, self absorbed and often lazy people who survive off of using others. They are parasites. I just don’t have the energy for such people anymore.

PS: Yes, I recycled the layout from my last graphic because I liked it.

Sometimes it dies

I'm not to blame

Sometimes people want to blame you for not fixing a problem. It’s then that they need to accept the blame for creating the problem. It’s YOUR mess, YOU clean it up! 

The Voice Hotties

I’ll have one of each please! Blake Shelton is the kind of guy you want to take home to Mom. Adam Levine is the kind of guy you want to take straight to bed! #EachHasItsRewards

People change. Not always for the better.

I HATE sports

Does anyone else absolutely hate sports solely because of our bf/gf/partners obsession with them?

I wasn’t always this way. There was a time I’d sit and watch the games with him. It all changed when one year he got it in his head that I was a jinx. He was convinced they lost because I watched the game. For a time it seemed he was correct but then his teams started losing even when I wasn’t watching.

I was a scapegoat because he couldn’t or didn’t want to admit his team sucked. He would argue this but I know it to be true. When his teams went into a slump I’d would ask him, “So who’s the jinx now? Maybe it’s you! Or, maybe they just suck.” He didn’t like hearing any of those things.

I just feel like so much time is wasted. If it were one team and one sport maybe that would be different but he comes home every single day to watch a game he has recorded. When he’s watched all of his teams games he’ll watch the rival teams game so he knows who’s where in the standings.

If his team loses look out because he’s going to be in bitchy testy mode until the next game. I just can’t see putting that much emotion and energy into it. Why hang the mood of your entire day or a couple of days simply based on how your favorite sports team did?

I can think of a lot of things to get myself all wound up about; world hunger, world peace and crime against humanity. I’m sorry but sports are just not something I can give that much time or energy to. So, this is me. The sports hater. Blame it on him, the sports obsessor.

(I’m not sure who the sculptor is to give credit. If you know feel free to message me.)

Time doesn't heal everything

"Time heals everything." Um, no. Time does not heal everything. It has been 11 years today since our house burnt. We lost our beloved dog Bear and everything we’d ever worked for. Eleven years later and I can still smell the smoke. I more than remember the pain, I still carry it with me. I can’t find the words to describe watching your life go up in smoke. There just aren’t any.

I still miss you Bear. I hope Papa is spoiling you. I hope all of you furbabies are enjoying each other. What a beautiful pack you must all make.