So the other day a BIG theft happened at work. I happened to not be there thankfully.
One of my coworkers sent me a text telling me all about it. But since I got pulled into the office about gossip I never know what is ok to talk about and what isn't so I said a few things back like shock and surprise then stopped texting. I was told not to say anything about knowing.
Well my boss texted me that night and wanted to know if I knew about it. I figured since I was being asked it must be ok to acknowledge something happened especially since I was told it was going to be on the news.
After acknowledging it I didn't hear anything more....
This morning when I go into work 3 other people asked/told me about it. Which made me wonder what all the secrecy was all about. Serious why say nothing is everyone already knows?
Well the deal was one person was told to keep a secret (my boss told one person) that person then told everyone else but told them not to tell anyone. Thinking I guess that if no one told who said it everything would be fine.
Now the person who told everyone is playing the victim card bc everyone always asks her to do things that get her in trouble. I didn't ask for a text on my day off about a theft. I was happily ignorant of things at work.

The family and I went out to lunch today.  Since everyone's in town I have to catch up on my "lunches" with them.  Everytime the dogs pen gets clean up by Daddy I owe him a lunch.  

Got to love it.  If you aren't laughing you'll be crying so disfunction is my life sometimes.  

So I proceded to tell them about the pirate I found in the family tree.  Mom didn't sound disgruntled after that and Daddy seemed pretty much out of it before anyway.    But I keep it going....

Later on I grabbed my fried catfish by my fingers and Daddy looked over at me and asked me if I was part Viking too.  I told him I was part Caveman.  No tools.    

Self portrait titled Too Hot To Sunbathe.

I made it 12 minutes before heat exhaustion kicked in. Guess I'm just meant to be pale.

I feel like a completely different person when I clock in and out of work.  I feel like I could actually melt when I get to clock out from a stressful day (they're all stressfull).  

Guy I checked out today asked me if I slept we'll last night. I lied told him no. He asked me if I have pain in my left leg. I hedged and said I have fibromyalgia and have pain everywhere (bursts).
He said he was a prophet and god told him to tell me that.
I told him to have a nice day. He told me to be blessed.
Sometimes you might look like a crazy drunk with wild eyes and sometimes you might sound knowledgeable.
He came off as crazy until I remembered someone called from a laundry Matt at midnight and woke everyone in the house. I slept great afterwards though. No problem.
Just saying don't come tell me what's wrong with me then tell me your a prophet tell me gods good that he loves me that he cares and has great plans for me. That my house will flourish. And all good things are coming. Trumpet music blaring IT IS GOOD with my soul.

I know you sung that last part

So I dreamed I was helping my friend take care of her aunt and a child at her house. They lived by a lake (beautiful and serene).
The child drew me a picture of a large "fish" that lived there. I actually saw the "monster" later on swimming underneath the water.
My friend and I went into the house (after she warned me) and I kept a camera close recording in still formate all that went on. She posed a couple times and I got some good photos.
All a sudden we realized the girl child was at the door wanting in.
When we went to the door there were all kinds of lights coming from the lake. I thought it must be breeding time for the lake monsters.
Sure enough when we got there hundreds of people with wounds on their skin and faces were being birthed from the monsters lake. They looked like zombies.
Slowly they came up out of the lake growing new skin to look like normal people.
I photographed the entire event.

My friends have told me time and again that my family (particularly my mom) is very unsupportive.
I can agree at times this is true but the love (bond) we have is pretty strong. Today's episode really pissed me off.
My moms pretty abrasive at times (I can be too and so could my grandpa I think it's in the genes) and if she isn't interested or disbelieved something can be pretty vocal in a pretty bad way.
Daddy on the other hand is really easy going and enjoys social game play and living it up so to speak. He's fun loving likes stories and generally can get along with anyone. This year his mental facilities have been going down pretty rapidly and since my aunt has had Alzheimer's for yrs and it hereditary and she's got a very "nice" personality along with a huge sweet tooth (like daddy) I feel like he's getting early onset. So when I find a cute story in my genealogy research ill sometimes share with him. Depending on the story.

(WOW that was a really long intro)

So I found a guy that was the mayor of London around middle 1500s which was cool bc he saved a girl from drowning to go on later to marry her. It was a medieval love story published in a few romantic passages in books. SUPOSIDLY.

So when I'm trying to tell him my mom starts scoffing nay saying in the background so I finally shut up and leave without finishing the story.
Bc she doesn't believe it no one should hear it.
I come back after she left and finished telling it only to have her bust in and accuse me of drinking/moving her glass (which I told her earlier was in a weird place where SHE left it).

Thank God I didn't tell her about the pirate (almost cannibal) that got left in the Philippines and ran away with a Malayan princess and settled in Bayse Samar. No telling what she would have said then.
I like the stories they are interesting. It's what makes it worth doing. But not being able to share the stories suck.
I just needed to let it out.

12 more days

I'm just saying...

Ill make it weather xanga is here or not. But I'd like it to be here.

I'm in a pretty bad mood today. Best if I stay away from people. I should wear a sign that says "easily irritated"

Latest book I'm reading is Silence by Becca Fitzpatrick. It's pretty good. 3rd in a series.
I've read almost 50 books so far this year. None of them were very hard reads. Mostly romance and young adult.
I get most of my books from the library especially since they started doing a book transfer type thing. I can still read vampire novels (I think my current library is a bit stuffy in their choices) because now they'll transfer the titles I want from DeSoto county for me (that library seems to have all kinds of supernatural books where as mine has all the Amish books :-/ )

Today is my laundry day. So today should be boring. I'm already thinking of lunch (salad maybe?)

Wonders if older women think peer pressure actually works to get young women to marry? It serious just makes me not like the older woman when they continuously ask me if I'm "not married yet" and why I'm not.
Do they think my life is lacking because I'm not? Or are they just trying to put another "free" woman in shackles?