Pinch my nipples.

For anyone who reads my Blogs or knows me, knows this isn't a normal topic of mine.
It's not something I normally say, but since I'm being dry fucked, you might as well pinch my nipples. (Joke form a local comedian)

Have you ever felt like know matter what you do moraly correct or incorrect, you get yours in the end, while others do moraly incorrect things and they just skate by in life without being caught, accounted for, or even punished?
ahhhh.... well then you can relate.

Tax time this year was exciting for us since we had just purchased our home, so we had a small amount of interest we could write off. After 2 hours and over $300.00's later at the tax office, we found that the interest would work best under my honey's name and since we could both claim head of the household, since I have my child and he claims one of his, we were pretty much set to go. Between us both it was going to be a nice chunk of change. Enough to purcchase a new car for me and a new boat for him, plus have extra for the family and a sweet 16 party. (for one of the girls)

Two days later our tax prepairer called and said that the "child" my honey was trying to claim was already claimed on "someone" elses taxes. My honey knew exactly what that meant. It all made sense. Earlier, days before we went to get our taxes done the "child" asked my honey if he got his taxes done.... he answered no..... which then meant that the "child" reported back to the mom that no, the taxes werent done and the mom then filed both "kids" under her name.
In my honey's head I'm sure tons of things were racing around, even thought it was in their court papers that she claims one, and he claims the other, the real reason is that she feels that he (my honey) "owes" her a certain status of living.
It makes no difference to her that they have been divorced for over 6 years now, and she seperated herself from him and "her" kids as she had affairs and began to live as a single woman in another town..
she still thinks that if he lives one way, then she should too and it should be him to make that happen for her. If he got a new home, she should get more child support. If he has a new car, she should get more money. If we go on a vacation, she should get more money.... see the picture??
So she took it upon herself to claim both kids on her taxes. Which seems to be a comman thing I'm finding out. My friend who works for the IRS guided us in the right direction and let us know she will have to pay for what she's done and it will be heavy.
I have always said "ya never wanna piss of God and the IRS" and since the IRS is kinda like the mafia, they loooove their money and they don't like when skanks try and steal from them.
Now the only part is keeping my honey calm while we wait for the paperwork and for the system to do it's part.

As she gets out of her new jeep, to unlaod her new computer and her new excercize bike, its all I can do to keep him under control.
So, pinch my nipples the next time you fuck me.

Her Heart

It's been a long time since I posted and time has passed and things have changed, some good and some sad.
We enjoy being in our new home. Our house is filled with love and laughter. Time is spent with the kids, basketball, school, school functions, work, fishing, scrapbooking, friends, get togethers, bbq's, shopping.

As I have started our family in one area, my other family is being tested.

My mom's health has become alarmingly frightning. Each day has been more difficult for her to deal with the pain. Lonnie came over in January & spoke to her about going to the doctors. Its not against God's will and God DOES use doctors for the good of his word. This planted the seed in her and later she made an appointment to see a new doctor that came HIGHLY refered to us.
Yesterday as we were waiting in the room for him to enter, it was like I was the mother and she was the scared little child. Her fear was that he would be made at her for the state of her health. In my mind I couldnt get it straight, no one was mad, only worried. Worried that this would some day shortly take her life. We needed help and we needed it right now.
His voice was soft, his words were kind and his heart was generous.
After testing her blodd,and her heart, we found she was now a diabetic, and has heart damage... somewhere down the line she suffered a mild heart attach that has caused poor circulation to her hands and feet causing them to swell. He gave her thyrpoid meds and high blood pressure meds and water pill meds. The visit was about two hours and after we were on our way to lunch... what to eat? chicken is always safe!
We had grilled chicken breast and grilled asparagas with pesto sauce. WONDERFUL. A wonderful Valentine's Day lunch with my mom, who was on her way... and my way to becoming healthy and strong. No more smoking for her, no more bad food for us and tons of prayers had been answered.
On my way home my eyes filled with huge tears as I thought back to how scared she was in the doctors room, waiting. She must have thought such horrible things and must have just felt so frightened. My heart broke for her, but it had to be done. Anymore time untreated would have ended my mom's life. Guarenteed.
So for Valentine's Day she got a perscription for a healthy heart.

I spoke to her today and she sounds a tad bit better, she sounds not as grogy as she has and she still has a sense of humor.
I apologized for ever making her feel like I bulldozed over her rights to have a voice. I never wanted my mom to feel like she couldnt tell me anything and I look back and feel that I had shushed her voice. I cried on the phone for causing that fear in the doctors room, the fear that she would be in trouble... I feel that is my doing. As I cried and she cried she wanted to make amends for earlier wrong doings. I would have no part of that! There would be no making amends, everything has happened for a reason. She is my mom and I have always been honored to have her as my mom and have always been proud of her.
She's an amazing mother, grandmother, friend, sister, daughter, wife. I truly dont know how I could make it a day without hearing her voice.
I know the Lord only gives you what you can handle, but at moments I think he has me confused with someone who is MUCH stonger then I.
I know the Lord has her heart in his hands and he will be the one to mend it. Just dont take it from me now. The Lord has given me this amazing women as a mother, to nuture me, love me, support me and I'm not done, I'm not done needing her love.

Jen