My Bytch Blog

If you google the word dilemma it comes up with the following definition: "A situation in which a difficult choice has to be made between two or more alternatives, especially equally undesirable ones." Then goes on to give synonyms like quandary, predicament and vicious circle.  *Sigh* Well, wonders never cease in my world and for the sake of my sanity I hope my five whole readers understand what I am about to spill. Everyone has someone in their family that does not sit right with them (I'm trying to be ambiguous here for a reason). I am no different. I have no real family anymore. Since my father died almost two months ago, I have NO family anymore. Sure, I have a sibling, who is a complete and utter moron. This person is a run away from responsibility, self-centered individual who I have tried to help throughout the years. The other person is a selfish, self-centered, manipulative, gas bag who thinks the world revolves around them and goes out the ...

Don't you wish your life had a re-do button sometimes? I know I do. I'd redo a lot of things. For instance, I'd re-do the day I thought I wanted to cut my hair short or when I thought it would be fun to go out with friends and get stinking drunk. I think everyone would like to re-do a day like that. I'd re-do the day I found out my father had brain cancer. I would actually re-do that day and the next 19 days because that's how long he lasted after he found out.  I keep getting these grief calls from my father's Hospice and their support staff. How am I supposed to move forward if they keep calling to remind me he recently died. Not that I don't already know that but I don't need it pointed out. *sigh* I'm not mad, really, just annoyed. My father lived with me. His room is now my exercise room.  I did that so it wouldn't be empty but I couldn't think about leaving it a bedroom either. It was too sad. So I changed it's purpose and thr...

Sometimes I just want to scream! It feels like the last 2 and half years have just taken a crap on me and my family and there seems no end in sight.  Oh let's recap shall we... 2016 was my son's first open heart surgery followed by a plethora of doctor's appointments and other surgeries. I thought it was over by the end of the year and took the advice of Whitney Houston and friends when I exhaled. However, my fun filled days were not over yet and I found myself dumbfounded by the turn of events in my life.  2017 started out fine...well not really. January brought us the bad news that our black Lab Molly Mae had cancer. It was in her bones and basically there was nothing to do but love her.  So, that's what we did. We took her home and loved her. Then, in April we were informed that my son needed to have another open heart surgery because the tissue valve that they put in was not performing the way that they thought that it would and now needed ...