No Drinking

I caught about 5 seconds of the news the other day, I honestly hate the news so that was all I could stand. They were talking about how many kids have at least one alcoholic parent. I don't remember the statistics but it was way more than it should be. I know of a few kids that have alcoholic parents and it is really sad. And let us not forget the parents that are addicted to drugs of any sort.

I was very fortunate to have great parents. They had fun when they were younger and they will admit to experimenting with drugs and getting drunk before they were old enough to drink. When I came into the picture, my parents cleaned up their act. They still drank every once in a while, but they were responsible about it. Then, they stopped all together. I can not remember ever having alcohol in the house except when my mom would get a wine cooler once in a blue moon. 

Just last year I tried my first alcoholic beverage. I was 25 and had never touched the stuff before. I tried it out of curiosity and guess what, I don't like it. I tried a few things and I just can not stand the taste of alcohol. People have told me that the taste grows on you. To me, that makes no sense what so ever. If you don't like it, why continue to drink it? I thought about trying more drinks to see if there is anything that I like, but really, what is the point? I don't need the alcohol. It's bad for you and it usually does nothing but cause problems. And I can dance on tables perfectly fine without being drunk. 

After catching the news the other day I decided that I would never touch another alcoholic beverage. I don't need it. I also decided something that I feel will make things harder for me in the sense of finding a boyfriend. I have decided that I will not date, entertain, or marry a guy that drinks. If I can live with out it (and it's not hard) then my "soul mate", "true love" or what ever, can live without it too. I don't even care if they USED to drink. If he gave it up, I would be cool with it. 

I live on a natural high. I get drunk off the energy around me. I am just a fun bubbly person and it doesn't take much or long for me to get loud and a little wild. I don't need to be drunk to get out on the dance floor. I don't need to be drunk or have a buzz to shoot pool (my best friend says she shoots better with a buzz. lol). I don't need to drink to have fun. Fun is my personality! Why would I ruin that with drinking? Also, I like to remember what I did in the morning, because what is fun about forgetting what was so fun?

I know this will make my search for my "perfect for me" guy, but I am willing to search for the right one. I don't want my kids to grow up in a home where alcohol is available and I surely don't want them to join the statistics of kids with alcoholic parents.  We all have our standards and I am putting my foot down on this one. I will keep my natural high and my buzz from excitement. It's healthier.

Much Love,

Heather

P.S. Before you bash me here me out. I am not dissing or hatting on people that do drink. If you like it, you like it. I will not judge you for drinking. Just don't come around me drunk because that is a quick way to lose my respect for you.

Wacky Wednesday: The White Beast

It's funny, there has been a lot of fog lately. I could blame it on the fact that I have never left so early for work at other jobs. I could blame it on the weird weather, though that really could work. The truth of the matter though, The White Beast! Stop looking at me like I'm crazy, he is real and one of a kind (in this world). The White Beast is from another world, he was exiled from his home for protecting his family. I call him Ludo. Yep, I ripped it off from Labyrinth, if you know what that movie is. The White Beast reminds me of Ludo from Labyrinth. He is huge, kind and loyal to his friends. 

He is much bigger than Ludo from Labyrinth though. He is about 10 foot tall and possibly 6 foot wide at his shoulders. He walks on all four legs, and he has shaggy white fur. His eyes change colors, though they are not like a humans eyes. They are one solid color, like you would find on a movie demon. Usually they are a beautiful sky blue, mesmerizing! When he is angry they become a dark blood red, not bright, they remind me of rubies, only a little darker. I can tell when he is thinking about his family because his eyes become a dull, lifeless, dark blue. It's the only time his eyes do not look like gems sparkling in the sunlight.

Anyways, I saw Ludo this morning. He is living in a barn that I pass on my way to work, I just found this out this morning. I have not seen Ludo in a few years. The last time I saw him I was in some serious trouble and he saved me. Looks as though that is why he is here again. He is so mad at Feo! He actually blames Feo for me being in trouble, which is kind of true. Ludo is also angry with Feo because it was Feo's father that killed his family. The reason Ludo was exiled is because the king took over Ludo's world and Ludo would not bow to the king. He fought it all the way through. The king told him that for his inability to obey his family would be killed. When Ludo tried to save them the king killed them anyways and sent Ludo away to mourn, alone. It is a terrible life for creatures like Ludo. They are used to being in packs and there is no way for Ludo to get revenge...or wasn't. 

Now that Feo is working against his father and they have me, revenge will be coming to sweet Ludo. Don't ask me how I got drug into all this...I have no answer for that. All I know is that these creatures always find me and I somehow help them. Must be my purpose in life. 

Ludo admitted to me that he was not the cause of the fog before this morning. He used it this morning to get my attention, but the other times were caused by Feo's father. Evidently the king has more creatures like Ludo, just not as big, lurking and watching me. They know I am helping Feo and they know I am a threat to them. Luckily, Ludo figured things out and came running to my rescue. He is going to talk to the other white beast and see if they have been brain washed by the king or not. Fingers crossed that Ludo will be able to get them to help us and trick the king. 

Good news in all this? Feo is no longer living in my closet, he is living under ground right outside my bedroom. All thanks to Ludo, who is also living underground. I like having Ludo near. He may even follow me to work in the morning. 

Which reminds me...there was something in the pond out in front of the plant this morning. It looked a little strange, looked human but not. Kind of put me in the mind of a swamp monster, but everyone knows those don't exist...right?

Much Love,

Heather

Wacky Wednesday: Feo's Troubles

So, I told you all last week about Feo. I did like I said, I am hiding him in my closet. I didn't realize how much trouble this would cause. Since last Wednesday, a good nights sleep has been hard to come by. I toss and turn and can't stay asleep. On the nights when I think I might actually get some good sleep, Feo decides to pop the closet door open. The popping always wakes me up with a jolt. I know that he is there, I also know the issues that comes with keeping the creature in my closet.

Now, most earth creatures know not to mess with me. The demons run when they see me coming and most other creatures enjoy being around me and mean no harm to me, which is probably smart of them. It's not the earth creatures that worry me. It's the creatures from Feo's world. I can't tell you much about them, because I don't know much about them. Feo holds his tongue for the most part on their weaknesses and strengths. He still has trust issues when it comes to that I guess. I keep telling him that without that info I can't really help him much. While his father is out to lock him away or even kill him, Feo continues to protect the King. It's hard to break years of loyal discipline. 

Not only am I dealing with other worldly creatures, I am also dealing with the demons and dark spirits lurking around the house. They are curious as to what Feo is. They are even more curious as to why I let him in my house so easily. Which is another reason why I can't sleep. There are a few creatures out there that know my true weaknesses. If I fall into a deep sleep with these things lurking they could easily cause me harm, if the right ones are lurking. 

Feo has gotten into the habit of following me to work too. He is afraid something will get him while I am here. Only, he likes to ramble around the plant. He likes to upset the werewolves the most. I here them howling more and I know it is Feo picking on them. Though, they have been howling more with out Feo here too. Which makes me wonder if maybe another "Feo" is lurking. 

All I know is I want some sleep! Feo is also the cause of my sickness. He ticked off a pixie. When a pixie gets ticked off they spray this stupid dust all over the place and it causes different symptoms to different people. We found out that Feo is immune. Lucky him. Me, I get a sore throat, almost lose my voice and now I can't stop coughing and sneezing. It's wearing off finally but dang it, not cool. I have to hurry and help Feo out of this mess so I can get rid of all these problems that are suddenly around. Before long the dust bunnies are going to be after him and those are creatures you DO NOT want to mess with. You know why kids are afraid of something being under the bed? Because of the dust bunnies! They grab your feet if you are not quick. That means tripping and breaking arms and legs. 

All I have to do is find the portal between this world and Feo's world. Destory the King. Convince everyone that Feo will make a great King and then close the portal, seal it forever. Not that big of a deal right? (Extreme sarcasm.)

I will keep you updated.

Much Love

Heather

Anti valentines day

Anyone that knows me saw this coming. If you don't know me...thanks for reading and I hope this doesn't run you off for good. 

I hate valentine's day. I hate the reds and pinks and whites. I hate the heart shaped balloons and the stupid singing cards. I hate all the flowers and the love sick grins that people wear all day. I think it's cheesy for people to propose or get married on valentines day. And most of all, I hate how I get left out every year!

Oh, bite me. I know it's my own fault cause I won't date just anyone. I am picky...though I am sure many single girls say that. I spend my valentine's day pining after a guy I can't have. I spend it secretly watching sappy love stories (it's the only romance I see in my life) and dreaming about the day when I actually look forward to the sappy love day. 

Truth is, I don't actually hate the day as much as I make it out to be. I think that it can be a waste of money and if you love someone you should tell them all year round, not just one day a year. You can also give your loved one gifts throughout the year for no reason other than you love them. Do we really need a day to remind us that we should tell someone we love them?

In school we are forced to hand out valentine cards to all our classmates. I'm sure parents hate having to buy those stupid cards. And sometimes kids get left out because kids are mean. I had people that "forgot" my card a few times. I was the weird girl that no one wanted to give a card to. How sad is that? 

So, we spend money on cards that will be thrown away, balloons that will deflate and flowers that will wilt. Oh, and chocolate that will make us fat. 

But....yes, there is a but.

Some things that people do on valentines day is actually cute and nice. I think it's cute when a guy finally gets the nerve to ask out his crush on valentines day. The stuffed animals are cute when they are not something the guy just picked up cause it had a heart on it. It's nice when people actually think about the person and not just pick a card and go with it. Thoughtful gifts are the best.

With that said, I am still the bitter ol' single girl that hates anything romantic and lovey dovey...unless I am in my room in the dark where no one can see my walls crack. 

Much Love

Heather

P.S. After going to an awesome wedding tonight I think my opinions may have changed just a bit. Valentines day is kind of awesome. But it sucks being single.

Entertain Me

Something has been bothering me a ton lately. I enjoy laughing, I enjoy attention and I love having conversations with people. It seems to me that people have forgotten how to be the other end of a conversation.

I have people that will text me, so I'm thinking they want to chat since they text me right? Oh how wrong I am. It usually ends with me responding with "How are you?" Now, when I ask you how are you I am not just trying to sound nice. I actually want to know how you are. Give me details! I am nosy and I like details. You can't bore me. Don't just respond with "okay." Okay? UGH! Then they respond with "How are you?" So I go into detail. "I'm bored and tired." "I didn't get a lot of sleep last night." I give detail.

Then, the next response I receive is "That's good." Really? That's all you got for me? I am so sick of short answers that can't really go any where. I have other things I can be doing other than TRYING to carry on a conversation with someone who text me first.

Another thing that annoys me is when someone is trying to outdo me or trying to throw me some pity story. First, I am not trying to compete with me. I am not trying to see whose life is "worse." Second, I have been through a lot of crap and I pulled through just fine. I don't care what you have lost, how sick you have been, what kind of crap you went though in your childhood. It should not be an excuse for you to be a whiny brat looking for attention. Guess what, I get attention in a totally different way. I make people laugh! I act like a moron sometimes and other times I actually have intelligent conversations. I don't need my "Oh woe is me" past to get that attention. I learned to deal and move on, you should to.

Next, people that take over a conversation completely! I have a friend that I talk to often. I love her to death but I hate just listening. It's funny cause I will start talking and she will actually start talking OVER me. Sometimes I feel like she thinks that anything I have to say is just high school nonsense and means nothing, while everything she says is of the utmost importance.

There are very few people that I can actually talk to and not get bored or annoyed. VERY FEW. And only a few that I could possibly text all day. If those people read this blog they so know who they are.

That is my rant. It is poorly put together and kind of all over the place but...that's how my brain works. Deal with it.

Much Love
Heather

Wacky Wednesday: Meet Feo

First, sorry for not blogging yesterday. I forgot because I was working on my book and then did my work out and then Glee came on. I usually write a blog around 8 when my shows start. But I was totally lost in Glee last night. Forgive me?

Today was a little weird. My co-worker is taking a class or something for the next, like, four weeks. This means I get the fishbowl all to myself. I usually see my co-worker first thing in the morning for about 10 to 15 minutes. This morning he wasn't in the fishbowl and hes laptop is gone. We are not allowed to take any company owned stuff home, so I knew he didn't take home yesterday. No co-worker in sight, but there was an extra chair sitting in our fishbowl. I thought it was odd...but I didn't think much else of it. 

I was super tired today. I could hardly keep my eyes open. Those dang fairies were playing all night last night and sleep didn't come easy. At about 8:30 (I start work at 7) I got up to walk to the restroom, hoping to wake myself up a bit. It didn't help much, but I did notice that it was rather quiet today. The machines are going as usual and as loud as usual. What wasn't usual was the silence of the creatures that are forced to work here. If you check out my blog from last Wednesday you will know what I'm talking about. Then I felt the silence...the silence that was in their minds. Even the fairies I keep in my pocket started shouting up warnings to me. 

I started walking up the steps to get back to my desk. The steps have two levels. You have a few steps, a kind of landing pad and then the rest of the steps. I made it up the first set with no problems. The second set gave me problems. Evidently a few goblins had made it into the building today. 

As you know, goblins come in all shapes and forms. These were the ones that look like wingless fairies. Cute but deadly. They noticed me, heard my fairies and decided to "help" me up the steps by pulling on my shoe. Of course I fell. Luckily the fairies made it out of my pockets before my massive weight crushed them. My shin and hand didn't make it out as nicely. Not only did the goblins trip me, but they threw my shoe back down the stairs! I was furious. And without thinking, I threw a curse at them...let's just say, I will have a few angry goblins waiting for me at home today, waiting for their broken loved ones. I am keeping them in my desk draw and one of the fairies has taken guard over them.

I got back to my desk with fairies in one pocket and the goblins in the other. That's when I noticed the extra chair again. Something about that extra chair. Then it blew in my face. The creature that was quietly camouflaged sitting the in the extra chair, right behind me. I don't know how I missed him earlier this morning, maybe because I was so tired. The poor goblins were only trying to help me wake up so I could sense the thing. It is also the reason all the other creatures where quiet today, they sense it too.

You are probably dying to know what it was, right? It is one of my greatest enemies. It is more than any creature you find in this world or even the next. A creature from a demesion all their own. A parallel universe that no one or no thing dare go. They are worse than demons, stronger. They are prettier than any angel. They slowly seep into our world trying to take over like they have taken other demensions. It would not be good for us if they did take over. We would become like cattle, breed for food and slaves. You think the world is bad now, these creatures will make it so much worse. To the point where we would rather kill ourselves than be stuck here. Only...they will take over heaven and hell too. There would be no escape from them.

This one in particular, the one that has been watching me all day, has a name he has given me. He goes by Feo. It's short for something crazy, I'm sure. Feo is different from the others. He is a prince. The king of these creatures, the one who orders them to leak into our world, is Feo's father. Feo thinks its wrong what his father has done and since I was the first to find him I have been drafted to help him save this world, his world and all the other worlds his father has destroyed. How great is that? (Imagine I said that in a sarcastic tone, because I did.) Yes, the creatures are all afraid of him, they don't trust him. I have always see good in everyone and I trust way to easily. 

Feo has come to tell me of his fathers new antics. And to hide in my closet for a few weeks. Silly thing has got some angry creatures after him. 

Yall are so lucky to have me protecting the world.

Much Love

Heather

Stupid Cops! (part 2)

If you have been following my blog then you remember this blog: Stupid cops! and if you don't then...go read that and come back. Don't worry, I will wait.

....waiting.....waiting...

Done!

I had someone that thought they could get the ticket taken care of. Then I wouldn't have to pay and I wouldn't have more points taken off my license ( I just got two taken off in December for another speeding ticket.) But the cop was a douche! He told them for me to come in on my court date, which was today at 4pm, and talk to him and he would see what he could do for me.

I got off work early today. Did the speed limit all the way to the court house, tracked down the cop and talked to him. Well guess what...HE COULDN'T HELP ME! He says he could write me a ticket for careless or reckless driving...or something like that. If I had a clear driving record I would have to pay 25 bucks MORE but it wouldn't take my points away. BUT...haha! There is always a but in things like this! With my ticket back in December he wasn't sure they would drop the 2 points. So if I went that route there was a chance that I would end up paying the extra 25 dollars AND getting 2 more points off my license.

Dear Mr. Cop...YOU SUCK MONKEY BALLS!

Sure, I shouldn't have been speeding. But he caught me as being at the end of the line of cars going over the speed limit! He was just looking for someone to meet his monthly quota. Blarg on you! I got off work early for nothing!

THEN. Yeah, there is a then! When I went to pay the ticket I had to use my debit card, because who carries cash now days? And they charged me another 3 bucks to run the card! It's funny because when the cop gave me my ticket in January he said that they were not trying to take my money, they just wanted me to slow down. Again, Dear Mr. Cop, you have proven yourself a liar!

Now I have to wait and see if my insurance goes up. And if it does my mom is going to make me pay the difference because she can't afford it. There goes any extra spending money I may have come across on a lucky day.

I blame my lead foot! It's not my fault that the government kidnapped me in my sleep one night, filled my foot with lead and returned me to my bed before I woke up and anyone noticed I was gone. Shame on you government.

It is the American way...no the human way, to never take blame for your own actions. It is ALWAYS someone else's fault.

Much Love (Unless you are a cop)
Heather