Furious doesn't even begin to cover it.

I just found out through my mom that my dad sold my horse. I'm so upset. My mom wasn't even going to tell me, but I'm glad she did because if I had went home and wanted to ride my horse and someone told me she was gone, it would have been a blood bath. I'm sure my dad did it out of spite since my parents are getting divorced and after promising me he wouldn't show up to the family christmas dinner with his new girlfriend because I told him it wasn't right as they are not divorced yet, he showed up with her anyways and I said some pretty nasty things.

Truthful, but nasty non the less and you better believe I didn't hold back, I'm glad his girlfriend heard everything I said. I wanted her to. I haven't spoken to him since. So today my mom decides to come out and tell me that my 'dad' had told her to tell me he sold Dixie. Apparently he didn't have the guts to tell me himself. If I were him and had to face me after I put him in his place at Christmas, I probably wouldn't wanna face me either. Either way, I'm very pissed.

My horse was a christmas present about 4 years ago. I had ridden and been around horses all my life, but it took until I was 14 to actually have my own.  I'm sure he'll say "well you never rode her." That's not entirely true. I rode her when I had time and I didn't always have time. That, and I live across the country. I wanted to ride her when I went home for christmas but that's kinda hard with two feet of snow and ice, I didn't want to get her out and risk her breaking a leg. Now, she's gone. Way to go #1 Dad.

Goodbye my best friend.

Excitement!

Just got the call!!! We are FINALLY going to get a car tomorrow after our last one caught on fire and was totaled in November. It's such a relief and a blessing I just can't even begin to put into words how wonderful it is! Today's been a little crazy and that phone call made it all worth while! The lady who helped us, also helped our friends on base and their parents, so we knew we definately wanted her help and she promised us from day one she could get us a car. This lady has connections. I have no clue how, nor do I really care because either way, we need a car and we need it asap. It's been horrible without a car, not being able to leave the house unless I wanna walk a mile in the blistering sun to get where I need to go, which that wasn't even the problem, the problem was, the only place I really needed to go was the grocery store and well, Brailey's stroller just wasn't big enough for what we need, not to mention I would have to push it all up the hill to our apartment and that just wasn't happening. So I'm beyond ecstatic to have gotten that phone call. On another note, we put Brailey down for the night and about thirty minutes later she woke up crying, I was checking the mail and came back in to Bryce putting her back down. That was fine by me, mommy is TIRED, I have no clue how people do it with multiple kids, but I guess I have multiple kids you could say because on top of Brailey, I have an absolutely devil named Diesel that my husband just COULDN'T live without and then there's little Chanel my awesome german shepherd pup and Sadie who is an absolute sweetheart, they're all my kids I guess... Anywho ( I have a tendency to sidetrack :) Bryce goes in to put her back down, I'm waiting for him... and waiting.. still waiting... waiting some more... yep still waiting.. Until finally I have a feeling... I was right, I went in and found both them passed out in her crib. Whatta day :]

Animals, Animals and more Animals.

This may be silly to some people, or maybe even alot of people, but to me it's pretty great! Last night I FINALLY got the puppy I've pestered my parents for since I was a little girl, a German Shephard.

It's taken years of begging and two years of marriage, but I got her! Lucky enough, it seems my husband really does love me! He promised that as soon as we had any extra money to spare, I could have any puppy I wanted and you better believe held onto that promise :].

So now we have a Husky, a German Shepherd and a little white fluff ball named Sadie (which I'm trying to sell). I have an issue with animals, I've had this problem since I was a little girl. In fact, my dad even nicknamed me Ellie Mae because no matter where we were, wherever I went, I seemed to have a train of animals following me and I never could pass up the opportunity to drag another dog, bird, iguana, rabbit, ferret, fish, or cat home and yes, I've had ATLEAST one of every animal that I just named. My parents would always say "No more animals" and yet again, I would always manage to bring in 'just one more'.

My mom was mainly the only obstacle I had to cross when dragging in another animal because my dad never could tell me 'no' and mean it. It must be a thing and I dread when Brailey gets older and realizes she has her daddy wrapped... So I figured out a solution, I would make sure to sneak in the animal without my mom knowing and then just sit in her lap when she least expected it. My tactical maneuvering ALWAYS worked, I can't think of a time when my mom actually told me no and stuck to it about an animal.

I remember counting one time, we had 23 animals, but who cares, I'm from the south and lived in open country around family in the mountains so we were able to do it so I pity bryce if brailey picks up my habits because I won't be able to tell her no and he can't tell me no... It's a vicious cycle :]

He was in the process of pushing her off the couch.. He's a turd.

What else could possibly go... hold that thought.

Today has been interesting. First thing this morning, I put our Husky pup out on the chain like I always do so he can potty without running away and I can fix Brailey some breakfast and get her down for her first nap. As I'm checking in on her in her room I hear someone screaming. At first I thought it was the TV, but then I heard an angry snarl. Immediately I ran to our backyard and whaddya know, one of our neighbors has her pitbull by the collar yanking her away from Diesel. As soon as I open the glass Diesel bolts in the house and I'm looking at the lady with the stupidest look you can give someone and she just laughs and says "She ran back here from the dog park"

At that moment, I felt myself shoot her an even dumber look because the dog is dragging her leash, so obviously she was letting her run loose WITH her leash on. Don't get me wrong I love pitbulls, but that dog has been known to cause problems with other dogs and I just wanted to punch her in the face for laughing like it was no big deal.

What if Brailey had been in the backyard playing with Diesel? If I catch that dog in my backyard one more time I will call animal control! Then, Bryce called me from work to tell me to go onto his mypay and read off the amounts to him because as most of us pendleton wives know, BAH just went up to 1800 a month effective January 1, 2011. As I'm reading them off, only ONE of the last 3 pay days has even come close to amounting to 1800 dollars. So I calculate, we've been jipped close to 600! Bryce is trying to get it fixed, I have no idea how I even let it slip past me, I'm usually very ornery about the money and what it goes to because I can't stand being broke.

On top of all this and Brailey's constant whining, my only sanity was the fact that our taxes were supposed to be here tomorrow. Low and behold I go to track our taxes and they've been pushed back two more weeks!!!! I'm so ready to pull my hair out it's not even funny. It's not even 1pm here yet and I'm ready for a stiff drink.

I love them! This year anyway....

Taxes, yes the one thing most of us wait every year for! They aren't here yet, but they're coming and I'm ecstatic! We usually get back a good bit, but this year is just WOW. I'm so excited that we can finally get a car after everything that's happened the past three months. From Brailey getting burned to our car catching on fire and being totaled to bryces car getting stolen.. it's been.. well a 'hell of a time' to say the least.

Anyways, back to taxes! We are getting back 5,062! It's a relief really, we can pay a few things up that have fallen behind due to our car situation and have designated an amount to be spent on a car that we're pretty happy about. We sent Bryce's W-2's to his mom in Louisiana so she could have her tax man do them since we really didn't feel like dealing with taxes at all and she was more than happy to do them, is that wrong? I think not, I say, if they wanna do it, let 'em!

We're doing direct deposit like we did last year so I've been watching our bank account online like a hawk. I can't help it, I've been in such a funk without a car it's not even funny. All I do is stare at these walls all day and chase bryces demon pup (diesel) around all day, not to mention it's driving Brailey crazy too and I can tell because she is SO whiney these past couple of weeks and though I can sympathize with her, her whining is driving me nuts as well!