Posts in category 30 Days of Honesty

Welcome to Day 10

November 11, 2010 Written by Lisa

… where it’s all honesty, all the time. (More like all boring, all the time but you get my drift, hey?)

Day 10 â†’ Someone you need to let go, or wish you didnâ€™t know.

To me, that’s two separate questions:

Someone you need to release from your life

Someone you wish you didn’t know

Can I pick one (since it says OR)? Actually, even that is hard. There’s really no one I want to release from my life nor anyone I wish I didn’t know. I live a really placid life filled with people I love, pets I love and some nice friends who keep me company during the day with emails and whatnot.

I do wish the whole United States didn’t know Sarah Palin, George Bush and Dick Cheney but the cat’s done gone out that door! Too late to save ourselves now, Myrtle.

Honestly, I have no one to name for this and I consider that a really good thing!

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Drifty McDrifterson

November 10, 2010 Written by Lisa

Welcome back, blog peeps O’Love …. I don’t know about you, but I’m enjoying this little exercise in honesty for the month of November. It’s helped me find my writing mojo (such as it is) again.

Day 09 â†’ Someone you didnâ€™t want to let go, but just drifted.

I find work friends to be the ones that drift off a bit. While you’re there with them every day, you get to know all kinds of stuff but when you no longer have that workplace in common, then other things don’t seem as in common either.

For this one, I’ve chosen my friend Lynnette or as she was known here on this blog in 2007 “Mrs. Tool Time” (she’s married to a guy with the same name as the character on the show Tool Time). In the year or so that I worked with her, she taught me so much – how to be strong, how not to play stupid games and stand up for what I believed in the face of a screaming maniac (the idiot we worked with) and how to be a friend. She became Screamy’s right hand (wo)man and deserves all the good that comes her way just for reading him the riot act a time or thirty. God bless her.

I definitely miss her – I see her on FB now and again but she’s not one to spend a lot of time there so I don’t really know what’s up with her. I’ll always consider her a pal, though, and I bet we would pick right back up where we left off.

Who’s your Drifty McDrifterson?

Share the hate on day eight

November 9, 2010 Written by Lisa

Oh, I really don’t like to sully my blog so soon after my loving post on Lauren but sully I must because here comes day eight.

Let it be known that there are a few choices for this one, peeps: there’s the sociopathic ex-relative who made ALL our lives a living hell. There was a horrible girl I knew in college named Terry who was such a manipulative bitch that she turned my friends against me and when I called her on it, they all shunned me. Yes, I said SHUNNED! And there was Rob, an idiot who turned a week in Boca Raton FL into one of the most miserable weeks of my life.

But the winner of this award goes to a boyfriend I had when I was 28 named Bill whom I met on a computer bulletin board back in the day. “Bad Boyfriend Bill” is how I remember him and while we dated for less than six months, he managed to be a shithead of EPIC proportion in that short of a time. That takes talent, yes?

Day 08 â†’ Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like crap.

I am not even sure where to start but if I list his PROS and CONS, I think you’ll see why I kept him around as long as I did*

PRO: he had certain (ahem) skills which caused this girl to go into some funky trance where thinking and rational abilities went out the window.

CON: (strapped in and ready to go?)

1) He was a psychotic liar who was cheating on me even as he lived in the apartment for which I paid the rent and bought food. My mom’s friend worked at a restaurant and he’d go there with that girl. So, I had to hear it from my mom – several times. That was fun.

2) He was cruel, disdainful and made me feel as if I were the stupidest person on the planet despite my college degree and his lack of even a high school diploma

3) He hit on a couple of my friends.

4) The last time I saw him, we got into a fight and he sort of slugged me – his elbow catching me under my chin and made me fall on the street. I stood up, thought to myself “Look where your life is. Leave now.” and I walked away, never to see him again.

And now, karma: years later, on a whim I answered an ad on a local dating site because it caught my eye. Guess who??? hahahahah I made up some fake name and email address and corresponded with him for a few days. He was married (!!) and had a child and was clearly still into his cheating ways because there he was, placing a personal ad. Shitheads never change, do they?

I was going to mess with his head a bit but I know the Universe would have beaten my ass for that so I stopped corresponding. I did happen to see a picture and goodness, he didn’t age well. (hehehehe)

(I managed to condense six months of non-stop hell into a few paragraphs. Trust me when I say he was a very, very bad man. I don’t think he killed anyone but he was pretty bad just the same.)

*but the sex was out of this world

30 Days

Ten guesses on this one, folks

November 8, 2010 Written by Lisa

And no, it’s not Cookie (although he runs a close 45th or so).

Day 07 â†’ Someone who has made your life worth living for.

Yeah, you knew it would be the Goddaughter of Love, right? I picked her because she truly was the closest thing to a child I had in this lifetime. I am beyond thankful that I got to have that relationship with her so that I could understand (even if only the tiniest bit) how to love someone with all your heart and soul all the time. Lauren and I shared true unconditional love and it’s enriched my life so much for having had that wonderful girl as my sweet goddaughter as long as I did. What got me through the days as it became clear she was leaving us was the unshakable belief that I’d see her again and we’d pick up right where we left off. We’ve been through lives before with each other and I suspect we’ll be together again for many more.

Lauren, Secretly 12 years old

Goddaughter of Love, Thirty Days of Honesty

Ick Ick Ick – Day Six

November 8, 2010 Written by Lisa

Listen, I could write about 700 things I hope I never have to do for this question. You expect me to pick just one? Are you mad? Well? Are you? I’m going to list five because I can. (I also run with scissors occasionally.)

Day 06 â†’ Something you hope you never have to do.

5) I hope I never have to participate in a triathlon because that would mean crossing the finish line in a coffin. Which is to say, I am not at all athletic.

4) I hope I never have to forage in dumpsters for food. I have a finely attuned sense of smell and that would be more overwhelming to me than walking blindfolded through a mall.

3) I hope I never have to wear diapers. I think we can all relate, yes?

2) I hope I never have to be a waitress. Like Gal, I have neither the temperament nor the poker face necessary for such a job. I’d be poorer than poor and I’d have to up my meds.

and finally:

1) I hope I never have to work as one of those people who picks up dead animals by the side of the road. I have to close my eyes while driving past them (okay, it’s just one eye) because I cannot deal with hurt/wounded/dead animals. I’d be less spazzed out by a dead human body by the side of the road than an animal. And this is just one reason why I don’t help clean up the road of trash and whatnot. I am terrified of seeing half-gnawed-on animal parts. (We have huge turkey vultures here who pounce on whatever they can and I know their leftovers will be plentiful.)

Surely you out there have ONE thing you hope never to do, yes? Go on then. Spill it.