BRIAN OTIS WEDGEWORTH HAS BEEN CAUGHT!!!! He is currently in the Dekalb county jail on $200,000 CASH bond. If you or anyone you know are a victim of his please contact Detective - Cook -770-724-7789 or email @ firstname.lastname@example.org. If anyone know how to get in contact with the 22 year old young lady who killed herself behind this fool please give them this information. Also, here is an email address- email@example.com. Let's pull together and get this fool.
Please keep in mind this is according to a commenter. We don't know these people and we don't know what's fact or fiction. She's just been really diligent in making sure this information gets out there. As far as a young lady committing suicide...well...we certainly don't know if that's true and I'm pretty sure we can't get in touch with her if it is.
QUESTION: Did this scenario back in 2009 make you wary of dating? Did you learn anything from it?
The Robinator brought home our tree tonight and, miraculously, there was almost NO.CUSSING involved in putting it up because E helped him instead of me.
Which pissed me off because now I know he can do it withOUT cussing.
I'm totally feeling some kinda way.
I just KNEW I'd get cussed out for taking this pic but alas...best behavior cuz the Godson was around. o_0
I'm finally trying to focus on finishing the front room. Actively looking for two chairs and an ottoman that makes me smile. Yall like how I switched it around? Took out that dark rug. Lightening it up from the bottom up is lightening up the room. Me likey so far but finding two chairs is proving to be a daunting experience. I've been to four furniture stores and every.single.thing I like is far too expensive. Humph.
I love my Godson so much. He truly brings me joy. Imma fight him one day I'm sure...but I will fight him while loving him. LOL!
The hubbs just called...our daughter's teacher told him that since she eats breakfast at home and sometimes when she gets to school she eats breakfast again...they will no longer serve her a full lunch...only fruit and veggies...because they don't want her to "get too big."
I was talking to a framily member yesterday and she was going in on being annoyed with receiving texts from the gentleman she's casually dating. Her point was that it's annoying and she's DONE responding to texts. She says men love it because they don't like talking on the phone in the first place and that it helps them get away with ish they are doing on the low-low.
I listened and thunk on it some and I came to the conclusion that I am SO glad there wasn't texting when Robby and I started dating cuz seriously...we probably wouldn't have made it.
See...The Robinator HATES talking on the phone to anyone other than his mommy. Like...HATES. If you call 13700 and he answers...pass out cuz seriously...unless it's me or his mommy...he ain't answering. I could imagine he probably would have tried to text me more than talk to me back in the day and I could imagine that I'd do the same as my framily member is doing. NO.MORE.ANSWERING.TEXTS.
I wouldn't even look at the phone when it blinged.
I hear more and more about people getting to know each other but spend the majority of the time doing so via text. Um...no. You can't get to know someone that way. IN MY OPINION!
What do YOU say? Those of you who have been with your significant other since BEFORE texting...are you glad too? Those of you dating now...does texting frustrate you?
What say YOU?
If you were dating now...what would YOUR personal stance on texting be?
Yes you heard correctly. We've inked a deal with Magnolia Pictures. THE Magnolia Pictures of Mr. Mark Cuban fame. We're so proud and humbled and we know this means we have to keep working even harder to be part of such an amazing, amazing team.
It started here for me. Writing stuff down. Making stuff happen. Working my butt off. Thanks to all of you guys for your continued love and support. You make it easy to do what we do.
Lucy is probably around 13 years old. When we adopted her 8 years ago...they speculated she was around 5 years old. As yall know...she had been very abused with significant damage to her back legs and her spine.
But Lucy is strong...like me.
Her age is showing big time and she moves slower, barks more cuz she can't hear and gets startled when she does hear something, sees less cuz her eyes are all cloudy, runs less because she seriously can't move much on the hardwood floors.
One day last week she was slowly making her way up the stairs and we heard her tumble. We rushed to check on her but she got up...shook it off and kept it moving.
Scared the shit outta us.
We got her some socks and boots by Ruffwear Grip Trex Boots for Dogs
and they helped her out by keeping her from sliding but they started rubbing on her little legs too much and irritating her. She actually walked up to me while wearing them and held up her paw whimpering so I took them off her.
Over the holiday weekend...she's been getting worse. Eating less, moving less...just...not really herself so I called her doctors this morning and took her on in. I put her boots only on her back paws and picked her up and put her in the truck driving slowly.
Our vets are pretty awesome and the tech took one look at Lucy and put a mat in her exam room so she wouldn't slip.
And then the exam began.
They flipped her on her right side to check her left legs and she was fine. When they flipped her on her left side to check her right legs however? My baby girl was in obvious pain once the doctor manipulated her legs to mimic motion.
Then they checked her teeth and she has a pretty bad abscess on a back tooth that you can't see unless you were looking for it. So her hard food by Canine Caviar has been hurting her to eat.
And yall...I lost it.
And I ain't no crying chick.
I'm sniffling and blinking and shit trying to keep it all in but that proved to be impossible. I couldn't get out my questions, the tech handed me tissue and they patiently waited until I collected myself while Lucy lumbered over to check on me and hug me and I lost it even more.
I was just so hurt that she's been in pain and we didn't know because she doesn't show pain. See...with all of the abuse she suffered before she came to us...she learned how to keep it reigned tight.
Like me Lord...like me.
So she's currently having a massage and a tea tree oil bath. I have a bag of meds and instructions to soften her food until the absess goes down so we can extract the tooth. And...they say once they go in...they might see other teeth which need to be removed as well and they might as well do them all at once. We're going to do it, of course, because we just want her final time with us to be as pain free as possible.
The tech slipped me a brochure when I was about to leave and it was information on coming up with a plan for when she leaves us. I folded it up and put in my bag choosing to let Robby be the one to read it and be the informed one cuz I can't.
This shit is hard man. They just want to love you and be with you ya know? Pets are just LOVE.
Yall know we won't be worth a plug nickel when time's up right?
If you're my age...I DARE you to listen to this song not sing out loud. LOL! This came on last night while Robby and I were in the trick and we were straight up singing at the top of our lungs. LOLOLOLOL!
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Aiight people! Yall have been asking for a more intense gumbo recipe than the lightweight one I created for yall before: Super Simple Super Bowl Gumbo
The last time I made gumbo...I changed my family recipe up enough so I could make it work into something I was comfortable with sharing for those of you who want to try your hand at something a bit more intense.
(Mainly because I couldn't find some key ingredients that I needed for my family recipe.)
Here it is. Use it wisely. Don't make me cut yall.
A man who doesn't spend time with his children and who doesn't make his children a priority is not a good dude.
If you end up having a child with this man and you're upset at the lack of involvement he has with your child I will SIDE.EYE.THE.HELL outta you cuz you had pebbles before you were hit with that brick.
Oh...and calling his child once a week doesn't cut it. Da hell a phone call gonna do? Go see that kid. Pick them up and take them somewhere. Help them with their homework. Hit up parent teacher conferences. Play basketball, baseball, whateverball.
Children require far more than just money to be raised.
Oh...and if you over there laid up like a pron star with some dude all the time knowing he hasn't seen his kids but you see him all the time...guess what? You ain't shit either.
An elderly lady complimented my hair recently and I smiled politely and said thank you.
She then said she really wished this natural hair thing would be over already because, in her opinion, it looked just a nappy, terrible mess.
These days I have so much on my mind that I really don't have time to execute flawless responses on the fly anymore because, to be honest...in the grand scheme of things it doesn't affect me at all.
I'm trying my best to continue to keep it moving but I looked at that little old lady and thought to myself what I'd feel horrid if I found out she'd said that to some young lady wearing her hair as she chooses.
So I said, "I hope choosing to do with your own hair is never something that becomes OVER. Sometimes we worry about the wrong things and I would hope that whatever hair hangups you have aren't something you push on anyone else."
She blinked at me in surprise and started sputtering. "No, no...I didn't mean no harm about it or anything I just don't think it looks good on a lot of people."
And she kept explaining what she meant.
I thought about that this morning as I saw a young lady with a head full of the most gorgeous twists I've ever seen. I just HAD to stop and compliment her.
Me: You have a gorgeous head of hair.
And she said thank you in a way which showed she didn't know if I was being facetious or not. I smiled and kept it moving and hoped she stayed out of the way of little old ladies with hair issues.