So, if you’ve read any of my posts from late last week and Monday of this week (ohmahgah! twice in one week!) you’ll notice that changes are afoot.  We won’t go into the fact that I’m currently homeless and have half of my shit in a storage shed that I’m paying $60 a month for – that’s expensive, ugh – really it’s not, but it’s $60 that I don’t want to continue spending per month when I could be spending it on a mortgage or a place of my ownnnnnnn.

So after my! excited! post! about! my! potentially! new! to me! house! on Monday… I received a comment from GeekByMarriage…

…and so I kind of gasped because I have had this fear all along – especially considering all the reviews out there and the nightmares of short sales… but you know I’ve tried to push it aside and do the whole, “ohhh it can’t be thaaaaaaaaaat bad” thing… but for that reason all itself I’ve remained cautiously optimistic, yes, extremely excited but I’m trying my damndest to not get my hopes up.  So I replied…

…you know because, HAI!…

…TAX CREDIT… we’re using it as our down payment sooooo… you know, kiiiiiiiiinda need the banks approval on that sale price before the 30th of April.  I’ve heard horror stories of Bank of America and the shit they pull.  I KNOWWWWWWWW they’re busy but christ almighty, deadlines people, DEADLINES!  But the honest truth is that they could give two shits less if we meet deadlines or if the house sits empty.  They’re already going to lose their ass on it, sooo…

OH CHRIST.  Bank of America…(watch this if you have 8-10 minutes – it’s really good)… but, ha!  Kinda laughed at the “they couldn’t find their ass with both hands and a flashlight.”  *snort* …so then…

…and then I dropped on over at GeekByMarriage’s blog this afternoon and…

OF COURSE.  OF FUCKING COURSE IT IS!

I’m going to go lay in the fetal position now and cry with my bottle of vodka.  I’ll be back when the sun shines again.  And don’t you dare tell me to be optimistic and hope and blah blah blah because GeekByMarriage isn’t the only one with these horror stories. SEE? 

PS:  Bank of America Sux

Hold Me.

Bank of America – Clearly, you’re not liked by many and the houses that so many people including myself are approved for and accepted for by the seller, it’s YOU GUYS letting it go to hell… letting it sit empty for months/years…YOU are losing money…I know if I treated customers the way you treat customers, I sure as hell wouldn’t have a job.  HIRE MORE PEOPLE AND GET THESE HOUSES MOVING.  STAMP, APPROVE.  You know, some is better than none, right?  Or, wait… did you lose the 5th package of paperwork we’ve sent you?  Here, let me send you another.  Just what do you DO with all the papers if you’re constantly losing them.  Where is all of this important financial information and documents like SSN’s and bank account information… Where is all of that going if you continue to magically lose these files?  THAT is what scares me.

I WANT THIS HOUSE you guys and I’ll be damned if BofA will continue the bullshit they are pulling… it’s ridiculous.  Especially when someone is offering more than asking price and not asking for ANYTHING ELSE, NOTHING – The bank won’t have to do a single damn thing… but watch, you watch… they’ll come back and say, “We counteroffer you to pay an additional $8,000″… considering the house just dropped $10k a few weeks ago and has been on the market for over 6 months… If they could have gotten it for the $10k more they WOULD HAVE SOLD IT!  So DON’T ask for additional money… quit being fucking greedy and take what you can get. 

*UGH! Touchy subject but I have a feeling there may be a few more of these bitch fests in the future.  If you or someone you know has a Bank of America horror story or a good story regarding short sales please feel free to leave it in the comments. 

**And if anyone from Bank of America happens to stop here at this place (haaaa!  yeah right, but whatever) - My file was sent over today and I NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED it approved by April 30th – neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed, not want, neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed.  You could have this house off the market lickity split.  Oh, and while you’re at it… get to hers too.

***T-Minus 42 days until April 30th… I’m so screwed.

****In other news, please go vote for my boy… :)  He is in round 3 and search Duke.

WE GOT THE HOUSE!!!!!!

THE! HOUSE!

THE HOUSE!

Except it’s a short sale property – it’s currently in between I think short sale and foreclosure and I don’t know all that technical crap of banking and monies and lenders and laws and processes and… you know. All I know is that I’ve got my approved financing, I’ve got my offer accepted, I’ve got money saved, I’ve done my part… all of it, signed, sealed, delivered… now they best get their ass moving.

As you may or may not know, short sales are a royal pain.

A) there are thousands of people going through either short sales or foreclosures while either selling their home or someone (like me) who is purchasing a short sale or foreclosure property. B) there are thousands and thousands of people needed to review properties and amounts and dollars and cents and offers and sales and financing crap that every little thing needs to be evaluated C) Appraisals need to be done, inspections completed, lenders approving the selling price, counter offers, etc D) and one nasty nasty nasty last bit of suckage about dealing with a short sale or foreclosure is that getting the banks approval could last more than 2 months! TWO MONTHS! We may not hear from the bank for TWO MONTHS! on whether or not they’ll take that selling price. Now, maybe the lender of the (our future) house is nice and close by and will delightfully sign our offer and agree to our requests because uh, HAI!

We are paying them more than asking price, all of closing costs and not asking them for ANYTHING NOTHING NOTTA! Nothing else! We were the 6th offer and finally offer. They were about to accept one of the 5 prior offers when all of a sudden we came along and offered the biggest and best and knocked the other offer to the curb. The listing agent COULD have submitted both of our offers to the bank and the bank could have countered us both and said see how much better both of your offers can do… but she isn’t, she’s only sending our offer, the best one of the 6… so I’m hoping that’s going to work in our favor so they don’t have to piss and moan with the ugly dirty work to lolly-gag along… don’t they know I have walls to paint and carpet to clean?

Once the bank approves the selling price to the seller and agent, then that baby is ours for sure… and then it’s just that lovely closing process that scares the living shit outta me and I don’t know why.

Oh, and since we’re doing this we’re getting the $8,000 tax credit and using that as a down payment and well, that’s why we NEED this bank approval by April 30, 2010 – which is 60 days away and it is likely that we’ll get bank approval by then… we don’t need to close by then, just get the bank to sign off on the price.  Then we have until June 30, 2010 to close.

So, in the mean time… you may or may not find me in either the psych ward in a straight jacket because of the severe anxiety and anticipation and wait and UGH! I DON’T DO WELL WITH THIS BEING AT THE MERCY OF OTHERS CRAP!

And, if I’m not in a straight jacket or psych ward, then I’m probably boots up under the bar with not a clue of what’s happening… and I likely don’t know my name, and you’re probably Suzie and Jim and that one person, that one person I never met.  DID YOU HEAR ME! I DON’T DOOOOOOOOOOOO THIS BEING AT THE MERCY OF OTHERS CRAP!

If anyone has any patience laying around, feel free to send it my way… This is going to be a test that I don’t want to fail… I need to pass this baby with flying colors… let’s just hope we can get to the end in one piece… Mkay?

Prayers, Joo Joos, Good Thoughts, Happy blah blah, whatever you say to wish upon the stars… feel free to throw a few in there for me every now and again because I DONT DOOOOOOOOOOOO THIS BEING AT THE MERCY OF OTHERS CRAP!

PS:  I kinda almost pretty much … BOUGHT A HOUSE TODAY!!!

In other news, I was a big nerd and recorded my boys tonight… they are my babies, that’s for sure.  My parents are on vacation and I’m watching their two boys Jack and Rex and then I have my babes here Dukey.  Anyways, no laughing at my jibberish :)

• Moved out of our house in Wisconsin that we were renting
• Husband moved 3 hours up north to his parents cabin so we could live rent free for a while since he was unemployed
• I stayed living in Wisconsin with my parents since where Chris was living was 2+ hours from my work
• He got a job and moved back down by his parents where he is currently living at his grandparents town home since they’re in Arizona for the winter
• I’m still in Wisconsin because we are looking for a place to live
• We found a place to live however after realizing we could own a place for the price we were renting for we…
• …decided to go get pre-approved for a mortgage
• He’s still living up north, I’m still living in Wisconsin and we have an offer in on a place right now (2nd offer, so back up) and we are going to look at a house tonight that would be ohmahgah perfect

That’s my life in a nutshell and there really isn’t any other way to put it.  He and I have been living apart now for the past few oh, since mid December.  We didn’t intend on him getting a job as quick as he did, but lo and behold, he did.  I guess, that’s a blessing considering that beautimus economy and all, you know.  He has a degree in Machine Tool Technology which is fancy for a machinist… and well, considering he was making over $30/hour at his old job which was part of a union prior to getting laid off in May 2009, we knew there was pretty much no chance of him finding a job right now making that amount of money; so we pretty much threw in the towel, which was part of the reasoning for leaving our rental home in Wisconsin that I had completely repainted and fixed because it wasn’t touched in the past 17 years or updated in any way shape or form and if I do say so myself the before and after pictures are pretty damn interesting! Anyways, so we had lived there for a year and a half and we knew the family and the man, we’ll call him CB who owned the house was a grandpa and his wife had died 16+ years prior and he just never ever did anything to the place because he wanted to leave it the way his wife left it before she died.  When I was in Kindergarten, I’d often go with my dad after school and spend time with him either out int he fields in the tractor or we’d stop down at the local bar and grill for a pop or whatever you want to call it, and I’d always have my little blue bag that came with a little pad of paper, crayons, scissors, ruler, etc and we’d always sit there and he’d draw with me.  So, it was a blessing to be able to rent his house from his kids after he died and they absolutely loved what I did with the decorations, so bonus bonus.  I was sad to leave that place because it felt so much like home and my parents were all but 1.5 miles away.

Moving on back to my initial point…

So husband applied for a job on a Wednesday… it was through a job agency and a contract to hire type situation so I wasn’t extremely hopeful just because uhh, what’s the likelyhood of this being a permanent place of employment?  So he applied for the job on a Wednesday, got called for an interview on Thursday, had interview at agency on the next Monday, got called on Tuesday for his second interview with the actual company he’d be working for, had that interview on Wednesday AM and 45 minutes after leaving that last interview with the company, he was offered the job.  And, they offered him what he asked to be paid and they work 50 hour weeks there, so 10 of which are overtime hours (time and a half) so in reality he is currently making the same amount of money that he was prior to being laid off!  Awesome!  Anyways, after further investigation – this company uses a job agency because due to the craptastic job economy they get alot of people applying who make their resume look good and answers all the questions properly like they know everything and then once they get hired, oh the company finds out they really didn’t know jack shit about any of the machines or what they said they knew… but then they’re kinda stuck with them unless they find a good reason to can the person.  So, this way they go through an agency and the agency weeds out the good/bad and then they do it as contract to hire so within that 6 month contract time, the actual employer that you’re working for has an opportunity to let you go at anytime within your contract time frame.  We’re not concerned about Chris not getting hired on with the actual company after his 6 months are up… they’ve already told him time and time again that they’re extremely impressed with his skills and desire to work like he does.  They told him they had never called all three references that a potential employee had listed and heard that many good things about the person; and two of the three said they want him back but can’t due to their own staffing limits with the economy and the other one (the job he was just laid off from last year) said all sorts of good things and then ended it with, “but I want him back!” …so it was so nice for Chris to hear that, and realize that he is needed and wanted out there.  He was getting really depressed and home bound since he wasn’t doing his profession and his job that he loves.  It keeps his mind on something and makes his self worth stay where it should which in response turns his mood around like you wouldn’t believe!

So, he’s working at a place he loves right now and we got pre-approved for a mortgage… bonus!  Speaking of which… I got way too involved on this tangent about his job and crap that I’ve gotta get ready to leave in a few minutes because we’re going to look at this…

…to be continued……click the picture of the house to see more……be back later to finish this post since I didn’t get to it now.

Let me know, please.

Oh, and I have not died.

Swear to God.

Except I don’t swear The Big Guy upstairs.

But I swear to alot of things.

Especially when I’m perched on my chair at my desk at work and it’s 9:15pm and I’ve been here since 7am.

 I’ve been pulling 12-14 hour days every day, and I’m getting wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy *twitch* stressssssssssed *twitch* ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut.

I need to be here, on this here blog and twitter so bad.  I’ve got stories, I do. Lots.

So please, I don’t care if you’re not here right now… but after I book myself in the insane asylum and once they let me lose… it’s going to get all crazy up in he-ah.

I may or may not be delirious.

Oh, and remember to let me know what browser you’re using and what you see.

Err, don’t see.

Back to work.  For at least another 2-3 hours.

Delirious.  Delirious I TELL YOU.

Promise me you’ll come back?

Oh just subscribe.

kthxbai.
xoxoxo

Lately I’m so tired of waiting for you
To say that it’s ok, but tell me
Please, would you one time
Just let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
Let me be myself
Would you let me be myself

I’ll never find my heart
Behind someone else
I’ll never see the light of day
Living in this cell
It’s time to make my way
Into the world i knew
Take back all of these times
That I gave in to you

Lately i’m so tired of waiting for you
To say that it’s ok, but tell me
Please, would you one time
Let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
And let me be myself
For a while, if you don’t mind
Let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
Let me be myself

That’s all I’ve ever wanted from this world
Is to let me be me

Please would you one time
Let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
Let me be myself
Please would you one time
Let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
Let me be myself
For a while, if you don’t mind
Let me be myself
So I can shine with my own light
Let me be myself
Would you one time… oooh
Let me be myself
Let me be me

Let me be Myself | 3 Doors Down

I googled “2009 year in review meme” and read a post where they took the first two sentences of each month that you posted.  Because I’m so original (ha!), I’m going to steal that idea….

January
I’m trying to find a new theme to start off the new year.  I’ll be back later to update plugin’s and figure out a few more things.

February
I haven’t fallen off the face of the earth.  I’m extremely busy at work.

March
Hi There – It’s been a while!  Not much new going on here, I’ve been busy at work…busting my ass…and thankfully, I’ve gotten everything all in line so when I walk in on Monday, I’m not swamped from the millisecond I sit down! :)

April
I know, I’ve been kind of sparse around here lately!  I’ve got some updates I’ll post about – some exciting, some same old same old!

May
Unless you’ve been living in a cave… you know about the Swine Flu/H1N1 virus.  When I first heard about the “outbreak” last week, I’ll admit that I was nervous at first.

June
Uhm, if you’re not following @blissfulstyle already, I hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiighly suggest you do so… like yesterday.  Know why?

July
Hehhhh!!  Oh yes, new toy!  This baby? Sitting in my pretty little lap!  Best part yet? I got it all in time for BlogHer!

August
So, I had my BlogHer post halfway kinda sorta ready to post but low and behold, it is saved as a draft again!  I think that’s the maybe ohhhhh 12th time I’ve saved it.

September
Vdog blogs over at Vdog Blog and Room 704 – PS: She’s totes (totally, yes!) awesome, and so are all of her girls over at Room 704!  Go check them out, you won’t regret it… pinky swear!

October
My family changed forever.  And ever.  And ever.  And Ever.  Specifically my mom, and grandma and aunts on my moms side of the family.

November
Things add up to be just a definition; just another thing. We all know what it means in general; and how it can mean so many different things all at the same time.

December
Yes.  Stressed.

…well, if that wasn’t a boring little meme since I’m clearly pretty boring myself… let’s just say this… let’s pray 2010 is a bit more interesting on this little space here.

Come back, please?

Kthxbai!

Happy Happy New Year to you ALL!  May 2010 find you better than 2009!

ANYways, I’m up north right now at my 3rd or 4th house, which is my in-laws… you know, because right now I don’t have a home.  Oh, yeah… that’s right, you haven’t heard the whole story yet, have you?  That explains my 52 half written posts in my draft folder.  Yeah, I’d click that “save draft” button every single time I’ve actually sat down to write something… or I started at work and work got busy or I couldn’t think anymore and well, you know… things like life and moving and working til the wee hours of the night and… all sorts of things get in the way.  You know, because I’ve missed this place so much… no really, I have missed this place more than you know.  This is my home away from home; my virtual home because this is where mah friendz are, you know?  And, well it helps that it’s Christmas Eve/Day and I’m off work from today until next Monday and I have had just 8oz of Sweet Tea Vodka and already feel like I’m flying… well, not really… but I like that stuff, it’s pretty tasty if I do say so myself.

So where were we?  Oh, that’s right… my living situation… yeah, I ’spose I better update you all, huh?  Long story short goes like this, bullet style…

• The Mister (Husband, Chris) was laid off in May 2009.
• Worked Cash jobs throughout summer with a family friend to hold out to get called back.
• Didn’t get called back yet…
• His parents and my parents live approx 2.5 hours apart…we were living by my parents.
• He applied for a job that was by his parents, which in turn would require him to move…
• I would have to leave my job that I love…
• He got offered the job, at half the pay he was making when he got laid off…
• He accepted it because it was something, and we’re not trying to be greedy, so for now, it was okay.
• He was going to move up north to his parents cabin which is about 45 minutes north of his parents house, and 3.5 hours away from where we were currently living.
• We decided we were going to do it, he accepted the job, I was going to stay at my job until his benefits kicked in, then I was going to move up north to the cabin with him for a few years, go to school, get on my own feet (finish school, get a job in said field) and life would be grand.
• Except, we couldn’t afford it and quite frankly, I was in shambles about leaving my dream job.  No education and making  more money than some college graduates can start out with, I can’t give it up.  And besides, I was mainly upset about leaving my boss because she? is awesome… she’s like a mom to me, I can’t even tell you.
• A week later we decided after figuring out a budget that really, we can’t give up on my job, especially since in April/May 2010 I’m getting a $8k/year salary bump and well, that just seems stupid if you ask me… walking away from something like that, when the schooling I was going to do would give me an average salary of below what I’m making right now without a degree… I know, money isn’t everything, but it’s something… especially if you’re a convulsive shopper like The Mister and I are, you’d understand.
• He called the job he accepted, told him it just wasn’t going to work out… he’d be only making $40 more per week than his unemployment checks and he’d be spending another $120/wk on gas… it just didn’t make sense, so… we decided against it, because well, if he were to get laid off from the new job in 3 months, he’d get a quarter of the unemployment check he’s getting now, and that’s risky business in our debt driven world.
• Either way, we put in our 60 day notice at our current place, the place I called home for only a year and few months, but the place I loved and decorated and painted and put my hard earned money into, even though we were only renting, we still were lucky to have an opportunity to live there… and thankfully it was a family friend, and they let us do whatever they want to it.  The house hadn’t been updated/repainted/wallpapered in the last 16 years… it needed it.  See?  Before and After.
• December 15th, 2009 – our last “final” day at our old house… my husband moved up to his parents cabin 3.5 hours away from our old house, and I moved in with his aunt that’s about an hour and 15 minutes from my parents house/our old house… and about two hours and some odd minutes away from Chris and Duke.
• Yes, Duke… my beloved baby boy is living with his daddy up there, and seriously? How do divorced parents do it? I think I miss the dog more than I miss The Mister… sad, huh?
• This is a temporary fix to a plan… which is…
• Have this living arrangement for the next 6-8 months… save some money… I get to keep my job… and when I get my salary bump, then we’ll find a place that is half way in between our old house and The Mister’s parents and we can call it a happy medium… because I want to live up north so bad, or at least in that general direction, yet I cannot fathom giving up my job that I have now… I just can’t, and (he) we now understand that we’d be stupid to give it up and start all over.  We want kids in the near future* and well, by moving across country and going back to school (which I know, I should do now if I want to) but if I go back to school it’s another 3+ years before we’d have kids and truly? I can’t wait that long… and I know our families can’t wait that long.  In The Mister’s family, it’s been 20 years since they’ve had a baby… yeah, 20 years!  And I’m an only child and my parents are always making little hints about when they’re going to have a grandchild… and I (and The Mister) can’t wait that long, I can’t… I long for the day I can look at a child and know they’re mine, and they don’t have four legs.  Not that I love him any less, but you know!
• I’m excited for the next few months, it should be interesting and exciting and well, when I say I’m at my 3rd or 4th home, I’m not kidding… My Monday thru Friday home is one place, my weekend home could be one of three, but I do have a permanent address at the cabin, which is where our furniture all is, so… yeah…

That’s all of our changes and on top of being beyond busy at work (I worked 18 hours last Monday night and 14 hour days most other nights…which would explain the reason why I’ve come down with a cold last night/today).  I’m right now at the in-laws and we had the family Christmas today/tonight and took lots of pictures and had an incredible time.  It was nice to be able to be here and not have to think or worry about anything other than family and the presence of everyone.  Tomorrow we (Hubs, Myself and Duke) will head up north to our new to us temporary home/in-laws cabin and enjoy a peaceful 3 days before I head back into the work week for 3 days, and then Wednesday night I can drive up here again and spend Thursday thru Sunday with Chris and Duke and be thankful that even though we really don’t have a home of our own, we still have a place to call home right now and a roof over our heads and furniture to sit on and a bed to lay in and food to eat.

Speaking of which, I hope you all had an absolutely incredible Christmas Eve/Christmas Day tomorrow.  I’d love to continue writing more, but my eyes are shutting on me, and I know if I don’t want this cold to get any worse, I know I need some good sleep.  So, with that, I’ll leave you a few pictures of our evening…   :)

Merry Christmas to you all.

I hope this Holiday Season blesses you in ways you can’t imagine.

Love you all!

Severely.

Hence the no posting lately.

And I have stories, I do.

Stressed.

Be here soon, promise.

1. Name someone with the same birthday as you.  Not aware of anyone I’m close to, but I do remember Troy Aikman’s birthday is November 21st.  Psst, Yes, my birthday is in 2 days and you can send presents.  Lots of them!  *Ahem* iPhone accessories *Ahem*

2. Where was your first kiss?  Oh geez… Uh, well… someone that I knew the summer after high school, before college started.

3. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else’s property?  Nope; well unless you call stealing Christmas lights from a families house the night they were having their family Christmas and hiding in the ditch with all the lights until the cars went by and then running across the road to the neighbors house and draping the house and little tree with all sorts of mismatched lights… then, yes… except this time it wasn’t really vandalizing because A) I was with my dad and B) it was fun and C) he knew both people and was doing it as a prankster joke because he and his friends are weird like that!  That’s a whole ’nother blog post… that’s kinda funny actually. 

4. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?  Bwaha, yeah… all the time; but it’s more of a love tap, “Gahd, Shut up!” *wack*

5. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people?  Yes, Middle school 6th grade when I along with another classmate of mine got the duet for “Smile”

6. What’s the first thing you notice about your preferred sex?  Their smile and what Sarah said before me… and that’s their height; tall girls need tall boys.

7. What really turns you off?  Chauvinistic men.  GAHD! 

8. What do you order at Starbucks?  Something non coffee; probably Hot Chocolate.  I’m more of a Mountain Dew person; however at Caribou I always get either the Mint Condition, Ho Ho Mocha or… other non coffee drinks.

9. What is your biggest mistake?  Not standing up for myself and always listening to what others think I should do, not what my heart thinks I should do.

10. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?  No

11. Say something totally random about yourself.  Haha, I agree with Sarah’s that she had here… she said office supplies, pens, notebooks, calendars… and I’d have to agree.  I’m a office supply geek and I like to hoard things at home and at work, especially good pens that write well and smooth and notepads and Sharpie Pens (!!!!) and file folders at home, and colorful journal/calendar things and… oh my.  I also love little gadgets for my computer or iTouch (soon iPhone!!).

13. Do you still watch kiddie movies or TV shows?  Not too often, actually.  I should do that more.

14. Did you have braces?  Oh yes, did I ever.  For too many years too, but now my teeth are straight as can be.

15. Are you comfortable with your height?  Yes, I am… I wasn’t growing up because I always felt like the big fat tall girl at school that always over shadowed all the other petite girls in my class.

16. What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you?  Uhm…uhmmm…alot of little things; but nothing extreme that I consider “romantic”.

17. When do you know its love?  When they love you unconditionally and don’t care about the things you are most self-conscious about.

18. Do you speak any other languages?  Muy Pequeno, si.

19. Have you ever been to a tanning salon?  Yes multiple times in high school/college years, but it never worked; I’m not a tanner… I’m Norwegian and all things FAIR.

20. What magazines do you read?  Hmm, none really… I mainly find all that stuff online somewhere.

21. Have you ever ridden in a limo? Yep… twice this year; both were stretch Lincoln Navigator’s.  One was at BlogHer and the other this past October.

22. Has anyone you were really close to passed away?  Yes, an aunt and uncle.

23. Do you watch MTV? Not usually

24. What’s something that really annoys you?  People who don’t use their blinkers.  I THOUGHT NEW VEHICLES COME WITH BLINKERS NOW DAYS.  Apparently YOUR model did NOT, asshole.  Ugh, I get twitchy when someone acts like they own the road.

25. What’s something you really like?  Mountain Dew

26. Do you like Michael Jackson?  Never got invested in him and his music other than a few of the Jackson 5 songs.

27. Can you dance?  Hahahaha, nope!

28. What’s the latest you have ever stayed up?  Ohh, late… like 6am late.

29. Have you ever been rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room? No

30. Do you actually read these when other people fill them out? YES!

31. Tag 5 people!

…I’m going to be a party pooper and not tag 5 people because I have to get back to work.  xoxoxoxo

Faith that she will recover.

Faith that God has a plan, and that plan includes her back to US.

Faith that everyone will stand beside her.

Faith that all will come together for her.

Faith that there is a reason for this.

Faith that she is strong.

Faith that this is only a test, a test of her willing attitude.

Faith that she is so loved, words cannot describe.

Faith for her children and husband.

Faith that she will be able to tackle those rice and buttons**, yet again.

Faith that we are all there for her, praying endlessly.

Faith that she has made us who we are.

Faith that we will all get yelled at later by her for being somber and worrying right now.

Faith that we will pray for the bleeding to stop.

Faith that she will wake up, and smile.

Faith that she will breathe. On her own. Soon.

Faith that she will be back as though she was never gone.

Faith that this hasn’t ruined her.

Faith that she will squeeze her husbands hand, again. and again.

Faith that she and her family can overcome this as one.

Faith for her brain to stop everything and recover.

Faith that this will never happen again.

Faith that with all things, she will persevere.

Faith that she knows just how deeply loved she is.

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For those of you unaware, Anissa from #FreeAnissa and @AnissaMayhew has suffered a massive stroke yesterday afternoon.  She is someone who does NOT deserve this; she’s had a stroke before, dealt with her daughter having leukemia and she has the whole world in front of her with so many plans.  If you don’t pray, throw kisses at her, send her all your positive vibes, remain at peace that He is with her and she will overcome this, again. 

She’s got a support system like nobody’s business.  I dare the ickies to try to fight her and try to win… I dare them… if they do, I can guarantee they’d get a face full of boobs.  Twice.

No… really.  She will. Not kidding.

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For more up to date information and additional general information about Anissa and her family, please click the links below.

Hope For Anissa - CaringBridge
Aiming Low - Help4Anissa
#FreeAnissa - Her Blog
Hope4Peyton - Leukemia Journey
#prayersforanissa – Twitter Hashtag
@AnissaMayhew – Follow Her

**I can’t even pick the buttons, paperclips, marbles out of a bowl of rice.