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New Weekly series =“ My Wednesday,Hold my Orange 🍊 Juice, people. series.” Every Wednesday , I will have several questions to ask. This from a person who likes answers to common sense Qs. This week’s focus asks why some people in church are the way they are….

Hello out there all you NONES. I get it. I get why you’re not inside church .. you don’t want to be bothered with all the micromanaging the bleep lips do to you .

Trust me, it is a full-time job to stay here sometimes. It’s a wonder after this last 4 year Trump et administration situation that anybody hasn’t killed everyone and done a lot of worse off things . I get it. I really get it and all that of the jerks in church—not all of them are jerks — are awful . I throw a blind eye around here because of the heat outside during the summer months . I see too much coming in the side door from outside this area. Another words, the parish I belong to now, is in the middle of a tourist area. We see it all. I see all the nervous behavior when it comes to kneeling and the in ability to not be themselves in an unknown atmosphere where they need to be themselves.

Hold my orange juice, I’ll be right back after I discover why these people are nervous all the time when it comes to praying and saying what they feel in their heart to a divine being?

I went up north about let’s say 12 years ago. During my graduate school time, I saw a lot of nervousness at Franciscan University when it came to churchgoing from too many millennials. It seems that the millennial‘s parents, the baby boomers, which are people older than me, only told them about subjects pertaining to church. It was more head knowledge than heart knowledge. Because there’s a big ditch in the middle where the prickly people live . Pharisees live & over emphasise correct Pharisee living . Honestly, there have been too many of them in the last 40 years. Evidence? Moral majority and Ronald Reagan.

Then I don’t . How could you live life on rap music and stay so superficial and not think deeper than what it already is out there? I get it, I know that most of you wanna piss them all off.

But then I get it , again . There’s got to be some individuality as far as having a relationship with the creator. Got to be some personal discovery beyond what people tell you. It’s got to be some determination after your research.

I’ll give you my orange juice if you piss them off I want everybody to piss both sides of this off and everybody to go out there be there: creative selves.

This is one in the middle of the week . And every week I’m going to put deep thoughts and say ‘hold my orange j🍊 juice people.” What does hold my orange juice mean? I live in Florida and let’s have some common sense about this and examine it further! Let’s burn it off with the heat of the day and summer.

Another words, it’s too hot outside to be stupid. Got that?

This weeks topic is “over the top and bad church behavior.” See the book I’m reading below. A friend of mine on my Facebook group told me about this. It deals with abuse after Bad leaders from covenant communities from the charismatic renewal in the 80s 90s and early 00s. There are some Parish stuff going on that state things about peoples freedom that should not be stated.

Twisted Scriptures is a book I am going to be reading this summer about spiritual abuse.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/0310234085/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_glt_fabc_J4B50494ZMGJEDSV5MS6

Now there are sometimes you should listen to commonsense from some leaders. But you don’t have to surrender your entire freedom to them for them to make decisions for you.

Add this to how some women walk around church thinking okay I just got a divorce or an annulment so will walk around like a total stupid dumb clock to help people feel sorry for me. Hold my orange juice!

Yeah, hold my orange juice! Why the hell do they look soooo frumpy? A good portion of them are overweight or fat! Why the hell don’t they conduct themselves like they’re more with it?

Hold my orange juice! Yeah, here I go.

I’m not naming names because you wouldn’t know her anyway. About a year ago, I noticed an oversize lady standing in the back of a cry room late to Mass with a Latin Mass piece of lace on her head?! There was no kid and no one else around.

Why? Hold my orange juice!

It’s too hot in Florida to be this stupid.

Don’t even turn on EWTN and get me started. Okay, the whole operation is in Alabama a place where it’s hot. Do not hold my red ultra red hot dog where they’re made up there. Oh yeah, that hot dog stuff, they put ultra red number five inside their hotdogs for some stupid reason that it goes to the brain and makes them do stupid things. You cannot be yourself when you eat that stuff.

You cannot talk in a regular way you have to say things like, “ worldly allurements” and “ I am not allowed to be happy in this world.” Follow all that stuff and you will be saying that in the next five minutes. ‘Cording to them, God doesn’t like you so you have to be like them. Be uncomfortable, dress a frumpy look like them, be boring, make no one want to go to church because it’s all like them and not like you. Oh yeah, play the same movies over and over and over again over and over and over again every single Saturday night at 8 pm. Variety and true creative efforts to them is of evil means because you can’t control creative people like someone surrendered totally to God.

Okay let’s get a few things straight. Real creativity does not look like them. The opposite is truly controlling restrictive and boring to a point. I emphasise the word restrictive because it just seems nervous when they talk . They have to say it a certain way like a script that doesn’t allow for any spiritual individuality that has a real relationship with God. Somebody somebody who has a real relationship with God is really not worried about what other people think, is not hesitant.

Okay, I want my 🍊 Orange juice back. Are these people insane? All they ever do is overemphasise babies.

If they are so worried about babies rights and abortion, why are not more people adopting? I have a challenge for all of my readers out there & they’re probably not connected to church.I like it better that way . Most of those people that over emphasise this life stuff, have some serious mental health background clearance issues that keep them from adopting . So, because you cannot be yourself, people like that overplay correctness and being the Pharisee that someone wants to beat the living bleep out of.

Hold my orange juice because what are they hiding? Get out there and do background checks on them make a list of everybody who’s pissed you off this week about over emphasising everything!

Embarrass them for making you feel small. Do not take any more bleep from any of them ever!

While they’re saying the glass is half more than empty, it is more than FULL!!! How is this? They are focusing on what is not there = negativity! What or why are they are focusing is what is not there? The Creator is still moving and things are still happening, and they’re not in control of Him that is still making things happen.

Hold my orange juice, they are not in control and I have to remind me self that is how it is all the time.

Most of those correct people are absolute stinking chicken wimps that are spineless to the core. They go their entire life by a script that’s not original. They want the adulation of others that is not real love.

One more thing, tell those ultra correct Catholic Pharisees I like to challenge every single one of them to a barefoot hot tarmac contest. Every time they try to correct one of us here for doing something they consider negative or empty, or something that they don’t like, is an extra 10 minutes on 100° F day on a black top barefoot versus us doing the same thing.

One more time: how about a contest Floridian us versus 🆚 up north you you outside hundred degree day in the sweating hot heat? The one who does not flinch with your feet being burnt wins a free ticket to a highly coveted attraction in Florida.

I like to call all of those bloggers are used to troll and challenge them to the above said contest.

Most of those are used to troll spineless noncreative chickenshit who did nothing but complain of how bad the church is.

I’ll put a wager of $500 on the table that most of them will be chickenshit and back out.

A side note,regarding giving my freedom to anyone else for them to tell me what to do, mostly it’s not happening in a micromanaging way anymore. We don’t wear sweaters here or sweat like you want us to-have our sweat micromanaged. My viewpoint of the Catholic Church in Florida is not perfect but I think the heat melts a lot of BS away.

For the record: I would say 80 to 90% of our guys in leadership are pretty decent. The sex abuse scandal of the early 00s pretty much cleaned out the bad , hopefully.

Yeah, I’ve had an attitude about this since I got back from my wedding anniversary. For the last week and a half every single night, I’ve been riding on this.haven’t eaten nothing but Italian food and watching reruns of the Sopranos, which I did not get to see you when it first came out because I was a newlywed in 1999 and doing, other things.

True, the mafia is an evil organisation . But, I have to admire one item of how things are done with them — their assertiveness!

I’ll slurp on that pasta & drinking that orange juice with some of that sangria.

I’m not going to hold your orange juice because your flight or your plane or your car is calling it’s time to end your vacation.

Pass the Italian food, my husband said as he went to the next episode .

I think the orange juice is all gone.

Until next week, my glass is empty.

I went back and edited this my last thought is this: people get real, be real be creative!

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Office Chair in my office is empty right now it’s full of stuff I haven’t unpacked yet and and and …. catching up here … whew 2020 has been a normal year for me. Hey I’ve had worse.

I bought a skirt that didn’t fit I stuck that in my chair I need to catch up with everyone around here.

What in the world was that in the last month?

I’ve been in La La Land & yes I said that. Too much has been going on and top of the holiday season, I started a new job teaching after being furloughed back in March. So I said to myself big deal . I’m 57 & I’ve seen more jobs than God. Yeah not much bothers me anymore it does but it doesn’t.

With the people in the work for keep calling me right after the summer was over begging me to come in and help them out.turns out, my masters degree goes a little farther than some restaurant or hospitality job that other people haven’t lost their jobs due to the fact of thatWith the people in the work for keep calling me right after the summer was over begging me to come in and help them out. Turns out, my masters degree goes a little farther than some restaurant or hospitality job that other people haven’t lost their jobs due to the fact of that.

I just think it’s kind of hilarious still a lot of 20s somethings and 30 somethings are driving themselves crazy about this bad year when I know in my heart that they’ve never had anything bad happening to them = YET.

I think yet has happened and they’re still moaning and whining and complaining. This year is nothing compared to what I have experienced since 1985. I tell them off then working as long as you’ve been alive and this is just how it rolls.

And I’m smiling on the inside because I’m finally getting to the point where you have a certain amount of strength inside when stuff does go wrong or happens that you feel like yourself and you know that not much can bother you and in you just give a raspberry salute to the bother.

I could give a rock litany of her all the stuff I’m hearing on social media and other places about how a lot of these crazy millennial’s don’t have insurance anymore. Hey you whiny little blips I haven’t had insurance since 2016. My husband had to be put on special insurance due to his diabetes and I’m not gonna say what that is. Don’t ask, because it’s none of your business. He retires at more than likely 62 and gets Medicare in about 2 to 3 years so I’m holding my breath until then.

Moving on from all of the whining and complaining about 2020, I’d like to say a few positive things that is going to come from this wonderful year 2020 that taught us a whole lot. I think these people have never had anything bad happened to them are finally gonna come out ahead and say gee, I’m still me and people who are selfish will continue to be selfish if they haven’t changed.

Here goes the litany of all that I have experience in a condensed style version.

Car payment? I’ve lost dozens of cars in my 20s and 30s. Even been on the side of the road a few times without AAA and without a cell phone . Back then you had a walk several miles to the nearest phone and call for a tow truck that you paid for without a credit card or beg a family member to come get you and figure out how to get the car off the side of the road.

Back then you had a walk several miles to the nearest phone and call for a tow truck that you paid for without a credit card or beg a family member to come get you and figure out how to get the car off the side of the road.

Job loss?Before I got my Masters, I did tons of temporary agency job work right before the year I was married and I worked two other jobs.

I cannot help but keep thinking about all the people I ran into the second time around at my alma mater Franciscan University in Steubenville Ohio because of how naive and avoid of reality many of them are. Those people? The majority of them are theology majors and have no business telling the church how to be or how to live. But the bottom line on this paragraph is forget that tangent because unless I took a picture of them you’re not going to get what I’m going to describe in words. Or unless there was a video of how their behaviour act, you’re not gonna understand why many of them have Big issues. It’s very clear here and I don’t like many of them because they’re the first ones to complain in the Florida sheet and so on.they ever show up I’m going to make sure I understood I make you understand why they have issues.

Moving on last night, my husband finally emptied the last box in the living room living area.

He is such a cool guy I was so tired & down because the holidays are getting to me. I just don’t do well when people say it’s going to be a perfect holiday! Whose idea of perfect? How did they come to this idea of perfect? Can they write an essay on the perfect idea of perfect?

Oh yeah before I moved, I bought a 2005 Saturn VUEAWD6 cylinder car for about $1000. Somewhat of a big mistake is what the home crediting myself now. Well you got me from point a to B to be for 2 1/2 months. No real loss there because I got all my money back in wages. But because of the pandemic the local tax office that does the DMV had no appointments and I had to go to the next county over to register and transfer the car when I bought it. S

So, because my mechanic is in Saint Petersburg I waited until after I bought the car for him to look at it.my mechanic is in Saint Petersburg I waited until after I bought the car for him to look at it. I drove the car to his shop after work. Next day, he calls me up and says why did you buy this car? There is massive amounts of rust underneath the undercarriage of this car.

Fla me says to the old mechanic, “ why would there be rust?” Mechanic: “ don’t you know anything about how the roads up north or salted and cause rust on the car?” Me: “that causes rust?”

Can’t I get a welder to fix it?

Long story short – my dear mechanic did not charge me for anything however, he made me sign that the car is not safe to drive. I seriously wonder how he would’ve got into work if you were me in the last two months. I think these people are total weenie heads. I said that. I wrote that. I don’t think their problem solvers are basically telling myself I’m going to need a new mechanic coming up. It happens sometimes doctors just stop prove themselves or your professional people are just not right for you and other stuff like that that makes you wanna move on.

So I called AAA to tow me away from there and I got home the next day and have been back to taking lifting Uber rides back and forth to work. Well I did call AAA, I took them nearly for ever to get me home.then they come back& say to me that I can’t ride in the car with them so I had to spend some more money for Lyft& in Uber ride due to Covid 19.

I’m very tired of greedy people are very tired of hypocritical greedy people. this is why I couldn’t support Trump. This is why I don’t like the current Fla governor. Everybody told him it’s the absolute godforsaken pro-life governor who wants to get rid of abortion and I knew it was hype!

So what does he do nervously in the last few weeks? He rolls out the vaccine against cover that is MODERNA which is made from aborted baby parts protein. Oh he’s just bringing it all in after saying that he is so pro-life.

I don’t wanna go on and on here but I feel like just going up to Tallahassee is sticking his face on it. I’m so over all of this I just wanna make them pay for the lies that they said I want everything to go back to normal if normal it did exist.

Then, I thought about it last night. Their abnormal idea of normal is extremely extremely over the top superficial to cover up something that’s not going on inside of them.

So what? My Christmas is not normal & I have a tree up. Finally, I’ve got the tree up . Hey folks, I finally found the box with the Christmas tree and all the decorations.. And the star is up against the ceiling .

Merry Christmas and so what? It’s not perfect but at the end of 2020 and I’m going to be stronger than your average person who had a go through this.

Next blog entry during my two week teacher vacation = tell not to be superficial had some spiritual deep thoughts on how to get over being disillusioned by people who support Trump.

I am working on it! that’s not perfect either I think we just got a roll and a 2021 and I’m going to move on.

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O, the things I would love to write about on here in this blog. But I will save it for other writing avenues in my life. But maybe I won’t. See this.

Our last four years in this house, my hub inherited from my late FIL has not been for the faint of heart or those faint in a marriage.

I’m mature.  I handled it.  I am still here and still married and still winning like a real Wonder Woman.  Eat my shorts and take that and see if you would win too.  But it wasn’t easy to keep positive in the midst of all this.

To my school pals,  if this bothers you.  click off now.  It is supposed to bother you.  But keep your humor while reading this.  I know I’m going to come out ahead in all this.  I know I have to keep a positive attitude.

But then again,  some superficial ladies leave at the drop of a hat because they are superficial and file for divorce at the drop of a hat for much less than what I had to go through here.  When they do,  we take it and take their money and pay for our life, not theirs.  Make sure they are not Catholic because in my eyes their marriage didn’t mean anything anyhow because of what they do.  They would rather spend the 3K on making their life worse and jumping to poverty than making anything work.  It is usually them, but we will take their money.  They can blame the guy all they want but it is usually them.

Our tax bill is paid but we are supposed to be moving. The second in command of the local county we live in called us at 12:54 pm today and told us that the funds had been processed.

Finally.  I just lived through the worst nightmare of my life.  My FIL died in 2013 and left us a serious mess in this house he left us.  Nothing works.  It is in serious need of renovation.

First a message to a “family friend” who may or may not get mad that I am writing this here.   We are supposed to be out of here FEB 28th.  After FEB 1st,  don’t come at all. After that,  my efforts to get you to help is moot and forget it. Mr. D,  get here.  Help us move.  Yes, I wrote that. You know who you are.  Get here. I have been waiting  for you to get here to help my hub and I and this house thing.  It has been a nightmare.  How?  I will tell you later.  Get here. It is more than important that you get here. We need help. I am brave enough to write you this.  I have to do this.   I have a lot of  furniture for you to take.  Bring money. K20.  Yes I wrote that and am sick of this whole post Harry FIL process.  I will tell you what happened when you get here.  This is the only way I can legit write to and you know it is me.   I am brave enough to not care what people think anymore because they are selfish in the first place and don’t really care anyhow.  We almost lost our house.  It was that bad.  Get here.  It is serious. It may be too late if you don’t get here in January to help us with the garage sales we are going to have. 

We are celebrating tonight. Peace on Earth and Merry Christmas and Happy Hannukah!

I never thought I would say this but I didn’t think I would survive the last two weeks.  It has been a rollercoaster ride.  That’s why I have not been blogging here .   My HUb has been dealing with a foot wound and had to go to oxygen treatments every day to get it healed.  Diabetes sucks, but I hang in there.  

So after all  “this”  cleaning up of my FIl’s mess and this house,  it is back to filing cases and attempting to finally  finish what I call my “book”.   That is legit.

And I am going  to attempt “normal life and keep my wits about me. ”

I am going to try and enjoy the Holidays somewhat after all this.   There is too much cortisol in my brain after all this mess that we had to clean up.  I need to chill on the beach and finish this writing project, finally before venturing on to other things.

It is going to take a while to come down from all this.   It really is.

And to think we still have to clean out the master bedroom a second time. Because of this house mess,  we are not even using this room.  It is for storage.  The tub was removed by the tub company.  I am going to write this because I can and did.  We filed a suit and they removed it.  I will be in contempt if I say or write anymore here.  But I got them to remove it, those crooks.  I sued that tub company that has Step in its name.  I won.  Not bad eH?   They had to pay to remove it.   And they paid me $$.

And this is going to be the year I will remember as being very assertive and brave.  I did stuff and had to go through stuff I was scared of here.

I know how it ends, but the emotional crap doesn’t make it any easier.

I’m still married  19 years and it ticks me off why some of these women walk away when it gets tough. I didn’t do that.  Losers!  But remember if you do that,  you are not ever going to have anything that is mine because it is mine.  It is not yours.   Don’t be jealous.

One of our nameless female roommates who moved in with us at the beginning of the year left in October because she couldn’t hack the lack of AC all summer long.  Truth is this:  she used to yell, “I want Air Conditioning at the top of her lungs in the 90 degree Florida summer heat.”  She then asked me why I wasn’t filing for divorce. She did that twice to  two guys and ended up homeless after she did that.  I had enough.  I love my hub no matter what.  Spoiled lady.   I asked her to leave and she did leave. But that was after doing a few nasty things to us.  The cops were here when she moved totally out in November.  They were laughing at her, not us.  My loyalty to an ex-roomie only goes so far after I used to feel like my loyalty to my HS pals was high.  No more.  That changed after that.   She burned her bridge and was paid for it.   It was the second time I helped her.   We’re done.  My marriage means more.

So what is wrong with this house?  Why was she moaning and groaning?

Get ready for  the drama that you would have and what I am trying not to have.  Mr or Ms Perfects are going to have a lot of drama when they read this.

There’s no AC or heat.  The condenser was stolen year one, 2015. The whole AC/heat needs to be replaced.    The dishwasher broke.  You cannot use the master suite due to mold.  It has to be cleaned out and stuff needs to be donated and gutted.  There is no shower or tub.  The cabs in the kitchen need replacing.  The sink is slanted.  There’s a leak in the kitchen and you cannot do a lot of dishes there.  We have to do the dishes in the laundry slop sink.  We had to replace the fridge year two, 2016.  We had to replace the stove with a used stove in early 2017.   There’s no tile or wood floor in the living room,  only cement.  The dog wrecked the carpet, but it was going anyhow.  The dog ate the screens in year two 2015.  He broke the screen on the back porch in year one, 2014.  The attic floor has a hole in ceiling.  We had to replace the water heater.    The garage door is on its last leg.  It barely opens.  The back porch ceiling is wilting.

There may be a mouse in the house.  He squeaks at night.  It sounds like a cricket.

One side of the house needs to be cleared and the guy next door needs to fix his fence.  Our front fence gate needs replacing.  And that narrow patch of land needs leveling.  Both sides need clearing of a small amount of brush.

O yeah,  I don’t know what is in the attic.  There are two boxes left from FIL days.  The last three things I got from up there I sold for 20 bucks.  There’s still two more boxes I cannot reach.  If anyone wants to come over here and get that, be my guest.  I hope you have long arms because it is back there and near unreachable.

Last check,  I found my MIL’s old wedding dress.  It is torn and not my size.  It is 65 years old.   They died married and it is why I married my hub.  He had a serious marriage role model to follow.

About the only good thing about this house is my red Ikea furniture  office and the big bed I sleep in.  Oh, I also like how close it is to the beach and shopping at Publix our grocery store.  But that is it.

I can hear the superficial ladies bleeping about all this now.  I can hear them running to us other lawyer’s offices to go crazed for “something better”.  Immature la las.

I have a problem with them because they too usually end up worse off because they don’t use their brains and make it work.   I don’t feel sorry for them and almost don’t want to pray for them. I usually do, but don’t want to.  It is prayer with protest and rolling my eyes.   They earn what they get.  They made their choice.  Deal with it.

Exception:  Violent marriages and rape situations we file faster.  Hub does Family Law.

I am thankful we finally got a car now.  It is an old car but it runs from point A to B.

But there is no note on this house and no car note to pay.

Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukah and I am glad this part of this tax nightmare is over and done with.

Just wait until I get to write about the bottom feeder investor dummies who were calling me and my hub up until the last minute.  They were trying to low ball offer our house.  I called every one of them back and told them that it was paid.  I have no scruples about what I did.  I yelled into the phone and taunted them because they kept harassing me. One was a lawyer and should have known better.

After the receipt was posted online,  I called two  of those freaks back and told him if he shows up in person,  I would have him physically arrested  for trespassing.  Hell,  the bill was paid might as well get the deputies to do their jobs.  But don’t worry no fires will be lit to see if the local FD shows up.

I am not going to be nice anymore in most circumstances like these.  Time to be very assertive and not take anymore crap from anyone. Hey,  Jesus drove the money changers from the temple and this is my version. He told it like it was.   My righteous anger is justified because those people need to go to jail for doing what they do.  Because of this,  I no longer will ever watch HG TV or anything like that.  NO more watching low ball offer people.

Time to go to the beach tomorrow, sometime.  I need to chill.  It is no longer hot and I need that.   People up north,  this is your spring or early fall.   That is our cold season.

Got that ?