Note to people having relationship troubles

I'm on fire tonight.  I wanna talk about relationships for a minute.  This is not directed toward women or men it is multi-gendered.  It may flip back and forth between funny and semi-serious.  I hear a lot of women say all they ever find to date or go out with are losers and I hear a lot of men, including myself, say that ever woman they have ever messed with is crazy.  So here is what I have come up with.  If you find yourself dating the same kind of person and having the same kind of relationship problems it can only be caused by two things.

1. There is something in you that is attracted to that type of person.  Now I will give some examples of what I mean.  If you say you like your significant other to have short hair, big tits, blue hair, down to earth, etc., then you have to be prepared to deal with the attitudes and characteristics that come with the majority of people that carry that physical trait that you are attracted to.  For instance, I seem to have an attraction for happy, funny girls and at the same time, I am attracted to that damsel in distress type of lady.  It's not that I need a project to work on or somebody that I can fix.  It is in a relationship I need to feel like the other person depends on me for certain things.  It all boils down to:  I need to feel needed.  So, I chose people, not because of what they need, but because of what I need.  Thus, women that need me are women that I am attracted to.  However, I am trying to get out of that because that is why I always end up with crazy women.  I am probably quoting this statistic wrong but I read somewhere that 95% of men that have a bad boy look and attitude are really just that BAD.  They are always in some kind of trouble with the law or they are abusive, etc....
2. There is something in you that attracts that kind of person.  This seems to be very similar to the first one but trust me they are very different.  If you end up with losers all the time, then there is something about you that draws that type of person to you.  Here is a perfect example:  my dad is a tall very skinny guy and always has been.  The majority of the women that are attracted to him make three of him.  I don't know why but he has always attracted big fat women.  Now he told me to come pick him up one time at a lady's house.  When I got there he was trying to get out the door really quick.  Me being the person I am pushed the door open to find a lady sitting in a chair that was pushing about trey fi seben (357).  Pounds that is, Chicken Grease, Corn oil, And Lots of Gravy.  So I go on in and start up a conversation with her, while my dad keeps giving me these go to hell looks.  We get in the car and I say WOW dad she was kinda big wasn't she.  He said fat women need love too.  I said well if that justifies it why were you trying to get out of the door so fast.  He said fat women are like mo-peds they fun to ride, but you don't want your friends to see you on them.  HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!  Now that is funny my friends.  But seriously, I do not know what it is about him that makes women of size attracted to him but they are.  I always thought it was because they were thinking once I'm through with him I can eat him. 

So if you are ending up with losers, fat women, abusers, drug addicts, crazy, lazy, or unmotivated dates its because they are attracted to something in you or because something in you is attracted to them.  Start dating people because you have taken the time to get to know them and because you genuinely like them.  Stop just running out here and grabbing the first thing that you are physically attracted to.  Proverbs 31:30 (paraphrased) - Popularity is deceitful, and beauty is fleeting:  but a person that fears God, shall be praised.
You end up with the wrong person because you are looking for the wrong things.  You can't find the right woman/man in the wrong woman/man.

Crazy, Crazzzy, Crrraaaazzzzyyyyy LADY

Alright, here we go.  When I first seperated from my wife there was this girl.  She was nice, kind, sweet, would do anything for me, and she wasn't toooo awfully bad to look at.  We went out for a couple months and I had just got out of a 10 year marriage.  Now I was out to sow some wild oats and act a fool and what not, AND I DID.  So after the couple of months of this going on, I came clean with her, apologized for my actions and told her that I couldn't keep doing that becuase I had to much respect for her.  Now all this was true I really felt that way and at the time I had no intentions of stopping running around with other women.  So when I told her all this she said and I quote, "well I figured that.  I know you have just come out of a long relationship with the same woman and although you shouldn't have done it I understand why you did."  WHAT??????????????  IS THIS FOR REAL?????????????  Set me back a few paces as you would expect. So I was like really and she said, "yes really, as long as you promise not to be doing that once we get married."  I being stunned and shocked said, "of course not I would never do that once we are married" and we went our seperate ways.  The further I got away from her, as I was leaving, the more my senses started to come back.  And I thought "wait a minute, Once we get married???  What???"  I realized that by her calm and subtle demeanor she had just tricked me into saying that I would marry her.  OMG!!!!  I immediately called her and said you know this is over, right, we are not getting back together much less getting married.  She said well I was hoping but we can still be friends though right.  And me being the person that I am said of course, we will always be friends.  As a matter of fact we were friends before we started dating IDK why that would change.  BIG MISTAKE!!!!!!!!!!!

Now that was several years ago and she is still my friend as much as I can tolerate her.  She has some good qualities such as, she is dependable, helpful, caring, and giving.  Now all of these characteristics depend on the situation and the way she feels from day to day and if things are going her way.  On the other hand, she is clingy, needy, overbearing, demanding, controlling and let's not forget the most important thing FREAKING CRAZY. 

The purpose of all that was to give you a little background on the girl that I will be talking about a lot in my blogs.  The reason that I wanna blog about her tonight is because she found out that I have a blog and she snapped about it.  She said what are you blogging about.  I said just things in my life, things that are funny, characters in my life, and things that I think are interesting.  She said are you gonna blog about me.  I said are you serious.  All the epic battles we have had, of course I am, that will make for wonderful topics.  She went to raving and cussing and saying I was invading her privacy and I said know I'm not these are my life stories you just happen to be in some of them and I would never use your name.  She said well everyone will know who you are talking about and I said no they won't that is ridiculous.  So she stomped out of my house cussing and raising cane.  So I called her and I said are you serious.  She said you will write embarrassing things about our sex life in there.  I said no I won't I'm just gonna write about stuff like what just happened and I will never say your name.

Anyway these are my experiences and I will write about them all I want.  I won't use names to protect myself and to not embarrass them, lol.  So this is her thisisme name:  Psychotic Sally.


Give me three wishes:  I wish, I wish, I wish you would b****.
                                                             
                                                                                        ~LIL Wayne~

Introduction for later post

Hey what's up everybody.  I hope everyone is doing well.  I am having one of those nights.  My mind is racing at Mach 3, can't sleep, and I have about a million ideas.  I am not exactly sure what order I'm going to put them in.  There may be 40 new blogs on here before I go to bed tonight, LOL.  I think I wanna start out telling a little bit about what I have been doing, as far as work, for the last eight years.  Now I started the type of work I'm about to tell you about after working 7 years in a machine shop as a machine operator.  I started by working one-on-one with adults with developmental disabilities.  This is a community based support.  The first client I worked with had 40 hours and about 10 goals.  A lot of which were community goals such as; socializing, safety in the community, spending money (budgeting), and that sort of thing.  The other few goals were personal care goals such as; personal hygiene, daily living skills, washing clothes, and that sort of thing.  Everyday, after completing his personal care goals we went out into the community and just hung out all day.  Went to the mall, bowling, church, out to eat.  I thought, "man this is awesome, I'm getting paid to have fun all day”.  Anyway, to cut a long story short, my hours got cut and I went to work at a sheltered workshop.  This was also with adults with developmental disabilities but it was not out in the community as much.  At this company we taught the same population work skills.  This was the best job I have ever had.  Everyday was eventful, adventurous, and freaking crazy.  It was like working in a sit-com.  I worked in the department of community employment as a job coach, floor supervisor, and job development specialist in the 6 years that I was employed there.  The reason I say it was like a sit-com is because we had so many characters and all these weird, yet funny, situations that come up all the time.  We had the crazy boss lady, the department whore, the wanna be boss next, lady, the loud emotional co-worker, and me the only sane one in the group.  However, I don’t work there anymore and I’m back to doing one-on-one work.  The reason for this particular blog is to serve as an introduction for later entries.

Poetry Corner

Hi everyone!!  I hope this finds you well.  Every once in a while my mind gets restless and actually pumps out something creative.  These things range from being funny to serious, informative to silly, and educational to just plain ole crazy.  This one is Funny, Silly and Crazy.  This is an original poem written by yours truly.  I hope you enjoy it and learn the valuable lesson that it teaches.  On another note, 99.9% of the things I blog about are completely true, things that really did happen.  This little piece falls in the .1%.  This is NOT a true story.

I wake up and rub my eyes
To suddenly realize
That I'm not alone in this place.
I try to focus as I look at the floor.
I try to remember the night before.
When a pretty red bra catches my gaze.
Now I'm smiling as I get flashbacks.
My mind begins to trace my tracks
And I know exactly what happened here last night.
I remember the headboard banging the wall
And I remember we made the lamp fall.
Seems like I should remember who she is, Right?
Empty bottles and shot glasses laying around
And I remember putting a few down
And I remember texting every girl in my contacts.
I remember pinning her to the wall
And from there to the floor and all
And I remember she was like a pack of wildcats.
I remember her legs up by her head
And I remember that we broke my bed
And I remember thinking she'd been asking for what she got.
I don't remember the color of her hair.
Her name? I don't even care.
I do remember thinking that she was sexy and hot.
So as I lay there staring at a shot glass.
I thought I'll start this again by grabbing her a**
But boy did I get a HUGE surprise.
It wasn't nice and rounded,
It's not what I thought I pounded.
This butt was BIG, FAT and WIDE.
I jerked my hand back really quick
I looked down and apologized to my d***
And thought OMG why am I so dumb.
Looked back at that bra, so pretty and red
And all the blood rushed from my head.
I know that bra, it belongs to my mum.

                                                               D. H.