I’m sitting here enjoying my Pepsi and the calm of my parents house.  I am feeling very solid.  Solid is the best term.  Not unhappy.  Not giddy.  I feel goodokayfinereasonable.  The last two weeks have changed me some how.  It’s like a more subtle I don’t give a fuck about a lot of things.  For instance…Say I owe you money.  Instead of making myself sick over it.  I will work the overtime when I can and pay when I can.  Say your talking shit about me at work.  Well if your not saying it to my face then it doesn’t matter.  If you have something to say about how I dress, look, walk or talk. I say whatever.  And if you feel I don’t care enough about the people in my life you really don’t know me.

I feel so relaxed and I don’t feel the need to really talk or be talked to by many people.  Just those that I truly love and enjoy. The rest I am fine without.  Simple.  Keeping it simple.

I maybe be looking for a new place to live.  Something a bit cheaper or maybe I just need to step up my goal for getting the house I am in.  Small steps.  Keeping them small.

The repairs on my house should begin this week.  I don’t mind the new tile that the home owner picked out, but I hate the counter top.  But since it’s not my house and I wasn’t asked to help look it goes in the whatever category.  Not going to get upset about it.

My puppy goes in for a teeth cleaning and oral surgery next Monday.  Puppy he is 13yrs old.  But now his breath won’t smell like somebody’s butt.  Other then that they are going to remove some old dog skin tabs and he should be in pretty good shape.  I call it the puppy tune-up!

And I think I am going down to The Biggest Loser Auditions.  I mean what the heck.  All I will lose is a wee bit of time.  The most I could lose is my whole ass if I got on.

Other then that life is as I said goodokayfinereasonable.  How about you?

It appears that the saying when it rains it pours is true.  So things have been a little stressed out.  Been a bit under the weather.  Not going to go into too much detail.  Lets just say the body has been telling me to slow down and I ignored it.  And the body didn’t like it much.

Work is good.  I made some decisions about where do I want to be.  There was a chance to go to another home with some great people or stay where I am.  And to be honest I was torn.  REALLY TORN.  I ended up staying put but part of me wonders if it was the right move.  But the decision has been made and we are going to make the best of it.

Home is ok.  Somebody decided to shoot up my house.  Seven bullets into the side and right into the kitchen.  The police think it was a case of mistaken identity, but it’s still scary as hell.  And people keep asking me when I am moving and my answer is I don’t know if I am.  I have been working my ass off to live here.  The idea some dick shoots at my house and decides my future doesn’t work for me.  I’ll keep you posted on what I want to do.

Oh and for those of you that don’t know already I cut my hair.  Why?  Insanity.  That’s all I got.  Here is how I look today.

Mom and me with the new short hair!

So other then that it is Super Bowl Sunday.  All you football fans enjoy the game.  All of us Super Bowl day eaters are going to enjoy the food!    Until I see you all again Take Care!

This week I worked my first morning shifts with the ladies and it’s a bit different getting them ready for the day then it is getting them ready for bed.  At night clothes come off and comfy P.J.’s go on.

In the morning I have an enemy and it’s called the A cup bra!  Or as we large breasted bitches like to call it a band-aid.  To help another person into a bra is never easy but with a C cup or better you can have the person step in to the arm holes, position the bra over the boobs and then bend over and the boobs fall in.  Kind of like putting cake mix into a pan.  A cups are basically nothing so there is no pouring a boob into a bra.   With an A cup its putting the straps on, positioning the bra over the boobs and spinning her around to hook her two little hooks and praying it didn’t move.  And most morning it moves!  So then it’s trying to put it in the right place without being too personal.  Give me a C cup or bigger any day!  Then the issue is the lifting while bathing which I do wanna go into at this time.  Most of you have tits you know what I am talking about.

Every morning as I pour myself into my DDcups and do up my four hooks I thank God that I can do it on my own.  For me dealing with women parts that are not my own is the hardest part of my job.  And I know I am way more uncomfortable helping them then they are being helped because they are used to it.  But damn  I hate those A cup bras!

Just a quick note to say Merry Christmas to everybody!  As many of you know we do Christmas at Momma and Daddy’s house on Christmas eve!  And tomorrow I will spending the day at home.  I will be reading, catching up on my movies and sleeping.  Hope you all get to do tons of stuff you want to do tomorrow and gets lots of gifts.  I had a great day!!  Merry Christmas to All!

I try to watch what I write about my job because of Hippa and all that crap but I do talk in general about what I do.

This past week was moving week for my home.  The house we were staying at was getting more and more run down so a new house was found for my ladies.  I work with all women, that means staff and residents.  As far as pure body strength I am the strongest.  Not a good sign for a move.

So silly me I thought after as many years I have been in the company and the number of people I have helped out SOMEBODY would answer my call for help.  Guess what?  Not one person offered to help.  The move of the big heavy stuff was done by my husband, the manager and I.  Three days.  Three days my big ass hauled beds and couches.  Three days for not a cent of pay and even borrowed a friends truck and trailer.

Some people I worked with offered excuses why they couldn’t help.  Others were straight forward and said if they weren’t getting paid there was no way in hell they were doing it. 

I find myself truly disappointed with those that couldn’t  take a couple of hours out of one day to help three wonderful ladies move.  Or even more selfishly, sad that all those that I have loved and helped couldn’t be bothered to help me.  It hurts to know that I have only myself to count on at my job.  I hear all the time people have my back, but when?  When it doesn’t involve heavy lifting and snow? 

But by Friday afternoon all the big furniture was in and placed where it needed to go.  That was the Ladies first night in their new home.  I am proud of myself and of my husband for not being the selfish ones. 

Not only do I feel emotionally a little beaten down I have bruises where I shouldn’t have bruises and my bad knee is the size of grapefruit.  But I roll with it.

People say to me well in the future now you know.  Sure I know.  But when asked I will not say no and not because of those that I call friends asking, but because when the consumers need help they should get it.  Whether it means for pay or love, it just the right thing.

Greetings everybody!  Welcome to my first post on Wordpress so lets keep our fingers crossed that I don’t fuck anything up!

I’m up with my folks.  Today we helped put up their tree and lights.  Its something that I like to do.  But decorating my own home will probably fall into the hands of my husband because I’m working a lot.  I know I know what’s new about that?  Someday I will work less and chill more.

Hmm… Lets think…What is new?  Work is good, but overtime will be hard to come by soon.  Which sucks and probably means a second job for me.

My furry children are doing really good.  Mostly eating, pooping and sleeping as furry children do.  But doing it while being extremely cute and loving.

Other then that not much to talk about right now.  But hey come back again soon and maybe I will have more!  Take Care all!

Up for a visit with my folks and I have a case of the sillies going on.  Where I just feel free to let go with odd ball comments and horrible puns as often as possible.  It’s been a great visit!  Once again we were fed excellent food and given leftovers.  David is downstairs with my Dad getting some more jam and stuff.  AND Momma and I were the victors at cards tonight!!
What more could a girl want?  Oh and we picked up the boxes of chips my mom and dad picked up from Sam’s for us to pass out to the trick or treaters.  Candy never lasts until Halloween at our house so we end up spending a fortune.  Chips will last.
We are planning on having guests for Halloween.  Food, boardgames and fun.  I just have some cleaning and shopping to do.  Now with David and I working the house doesn’t stay as clean as it once did.
Other then that life is pretty ordinary.  Which I am thankful for most of the time!  Hope y’all are doing great too!

That means laughter, food and going home feeling ten times better then when I got here.  Not that I have a lot to complain about.  Things are going good.  I am please to say that if all goes as planned by tomorrow night I will be picking up my truck!!!  That’s right my truck.  My 12 year old dodge ram has been being worked on for about a week and tomorrow hopefully I hope to be back in the saddle!!  Don’t get me wrong the car is fine but well….ITS a FRIGGIN car and I hate cars.  And every time I get in or out of it I twist my knee and it hurts like a son of a bitch.  So David is taking over the car and the payments and I am going back to Big Red!!
Weight loss has been steady.  Slow but steady.  I will take it as it comes.  Mentally I feel pretty good.  I am taking it one day at a time.

Halloween is right around the corner and the plan is to get the decorations up within the next couple of days.  Then I have to decide what to pass out for trick or treat.  I am leaning towards bags of chips or Doritos.  Instead of candy.  Because what is left we eat and quickly.

Other then that hope all is well!!  Take Care all!

Having one of those days where I feel like being the unreserved and sometimes offensive.  Are you ready?  Lets talk panties…Being the size of a small car limits the panties I get to chose from however it will be a cold day in hell before I go back to the granny panties.  I’m a big bitch, but I am also a sexy big bitch.  So if I get in a car accident or something I want my bras and panties to match.  Granted the four or five people it will take that are working to move me to the exam table may not give a fuck, but I do.  When I was younger I read a story about a young beautiful plus size nurse who had the hots for a doctor.  She got in an accident and when she was in the ER he had to cut off her clothes and he got all turned on by her underclothes.  A totally stupid story that my 13 year old brain loved and it stuck with me.  So even today I have on a black lace bra and tiger print panties. 

Lets see what else can we talk about??? SEX…I hate the fact that it is regarded as such a taboo subject.  I think people should not be embarssed about what they like sexually when talking to their partners or their friends.  I think we put to much pressure on sex.. Sex is sweaty, hot and sometimes messy, but so the fuck what.  Two mutually consenting adults should be able to engage in acts that they enjoy.

Piercing…To pierce or not to pierce?  I miss my nose ring and I want a new one.  Do I want to spend the money?  Am I too old?  Do I give a fuck if I am too old?  Thinking about it.  Stay tuned.

Mr. Ed.  I am doing my best to be supportive of Mr.Ed and the truth is I don’t want to.  Mr. Ed is getting what I want.  Kiss my ass Mr. Ed.

Ok my cousin and his family have come up to visit so I will talk to you later!

Remember a while back I got in touch with an old friend from high school who lives England and asked me to send her some peeps because she couldn’t get them there?  Well she sent me a gift back in a little purple box.  She calls it my Naughty/Nice box and it is so fitting!

The little purple box contained:  I beautiful purple bauble necklace, A sparkly Hello Kitty Pen, some cool mint toothbrush, some shower smoothie soap (that actually says do not drink me on it). Some Palmer’s Cocoa Butter, a little note pad that says,“How to be Happy.  We are only on this earth for a short time, so let us live Wisely, Let us live WELL…and Let us eat CHOCOLATE.  Much Chocolate!!” A pair of body exfoliating gloves and durex Play tingle lube.  And finally A BOOTS Vibrating ring.  Which is a cock ring with a vibrator on it.  Who could ask for anything more?

Now I need to come up with something very impressive to send back.  Get any ideas let me know!  Thanks Rachel!