Oh my god
Just a few quick lines in the middleof this wonderful day. We had my mother in law and husband over today. "Millie" doesn't mean any harm, but she is one of those whiny, annoying women. You know the kind, you ask them "How are you?" and they go into all of their problems, starting with their aches and pains and then going into financial problems, blah blah blah...until you just feel like killing yourself to escape the tirade of never-ending problems. Hubby is finishing off the basement for Beavis and Butthead and his step-dad came to help, so I got stuck entertaining Millie for the day. I invited everyone I know to come over, just so I didn't have to be sole entertainer. Hubby's buddy Vinny came over too, so that was fun. Except he was busy in the basement. Hubby thought we shouldn't smoke any weed while they were here, and I said Fuck that shit! Mama made numerous lenghthy trips to the bathroom today.
Hubby's middle daughter came here visiting for the weekend, her first visit since she moved out in October to go live with her mother. I know this is going to sound harsh and mean (because I haven't touched on the subject much here, you might be able to understand my feelings better knowing the whole situation), but I cannot fucking stand the little bitch. She's a little thief and a major liar. Two traits that I have a problem accepting in a child. She's 12 and old enough to know what she's doing. This kid, let's call her "Hilda", was my favorite of Hubby's because she is pretty laid back, not very high-maintenance (or so I thought before). She's not like a bratty little bitch, she puts on this little sweet and innocent act. And what an act it is. The Academy Award for best actress goes to Hilda, for her outstanding performance. In a nutshell, what happened was Hilda was living with her mother, I'll call her Shauna, for the last few years and moved in with four different boyfriends of Shauna's in that time. The last one was very volatile, a drunk who destroyed some of their property and throwing them out into the street. Hubby took both of his kids from her at that point, which was early last spring. Things were fine for the first four to five months, except for the usual adjustments. Hilda had a few emotional moments, probably due to her age, but little did we know her mother was asking her to live with her again, especially when she found out Hubby was going to ask for child support. One night Hubby listened to one of their phone conversations and Hilda was telling her mother we didn't do anything for her, she was sick and we wouldn't take her to the doctor's, yada yada yada...Hubby was pissed & confronted Hilda about it. She was all tears, acting all innocent and shit. The next thing you know, they're going throught the courts, Shauna slaps a restraining order on him claiming that he threatened her and no such thing happened, they were getting along fine. Anyway, long story short, it turned out it was a combination of Hilda saying that she was afraid of her dad (of course, only through Shauna and her co-horts, it was a different story to us) and Shauna and her crew elaborating on that, and Hubby just said, "You know what, go live with your mother if you want to this bad". I was pissed. Unacceptable. Sorry. I hate liars. Anyway, we just had her over for the first time this weekend. I'm still pissed at her, I absolutely abhor the type of person that does what she did, and it's hard for me to get past. So to top off my already sour attitude about her, she goes and steals a bunch of Beavis and Butthead's change off of Beavis's drawer. The boy noticed right away and poked though some of her stuff and found it all in her CD case. She is known for being a klepto. He confronted her and said, "I can't figure it out, it's your first time here since all that stuff happened and then you come here and rob me blind!". It was like $6.80 that the two boys have saved. I really have to bite my tongue around her, and I don't breathe a word of the nasty things I think about her, so I end up like barely speaking to her. I would just like to let loose, tell her that I'm so pissed at her I don't know if I'll ever get over it, and other stuff not so nice, but I think I could get almost if not downright abusive and I don't want to do that. So Hubby dealt wth her. I wouldn't be surprised if Hilda's telling Shauna right now how horrible we are, and Shauna goes and gets another friggin' restraining order. She has nothing better to do.
I really had to vent about that.
Hubby "accidentally" ordered the Playboy channel on Friday night. Supposedly he wanted to see what was on and hit the wrong button and ordered Playboy--I mean, come on. Please. I don't buy it, but that's his story and he's sticking to it. Anyway, that was the second day with my period and not a good time to fool around. But we sat and watched Playboy for a while, I ate popcarn and watched. Of course, I had a few shots of Hot Damn! in me too. Hubby and I only ordered the pay per view "porn" once, we ordered Spice I think, and it SUCKED royally. To call it "soft core" would be embellishing. So we never did again, figuring it was all like that. Not so the other night. (Oh yeah, and as an aside, we were watching "Real Sex" on HBO last week and they did a story about this woman who teaches people how to have anal sex. It was wild, she had a little "seminar' and everyone there--like 7 or 8 people--got naked and anal. They showed her instructing people on how to fuck someone's ass with their fingers and stuff, most interesting). We watched Playboy for like an hour or so and ended up getting incredibly horny. Even with my period. We went upstairs and had some of the hottest sex ever. He doesn't care, he went right down and ate me out like a champ, then he started licking my asshole which he's done before, but this time he started doing some of the shit he saw on "Real Sex' with his fingers and it was great. He couldn't stop talking about it yesterday, he loved it., I keep calling him a filthy pig jokingly. He's looking for it again, he wants more. That's what I love about the sex with him, it just keeps getting hotter and hotter. He is so good in bed.
It's getting tough to write this with the three little ones in here, they keep distracting me from my train of thought. It fucking blows so much it keeps me off of here most of the time that they're here. With that, I'll close now.
Ciao.
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