YOU did WHAT,WHERE? !?

So there you have it

2009-10-25T09:07:00.000+01:00

Well if you remember I was finished with the third and ready to find someone for me that I was more compatable with, This is where my husband comes in, we were pen pals of sort during the last year of my marriage, he was in Tunisia and me in the states, we chatted frequently online and I was teaching him English and he was teaching me Arabic, he knew all of my secrets, I figured why not tell him he is so far away it is not like we would ever meet in person.

Then the day happened, he invited me to go to Tunisia and visit his family during the holy month of Ramadan, I was hesitant but it did not take long to decide that this was something I should do. I went and you know the rest.............we fell in love.

When I returned to the states I had to finish up some business loose ends, earn some cash for myself for my big move to Tunisia and the rest of my life. We married in Tunisia and we live in the same flat as the rest of the extended family, we are happy and that is all there is to that, I have a good feeling about this one so we will see what happens, my age was never a factor and really in some ways he is much older than I am.

Oh number three you really bore me

2009-10-25T08:58:00.000+01:00

Ok so # 3 should have never happened, he was a drunk and a drug addict so thats as far as I will go into that relationship he was all wrong for me and was impossible to change so I had to rack it up to another bad choice and move on.

camel and baby

2009-09-07T22:03:00.001+01:00

It would not be right if I did not add someting from the sites here in Tunisia, I even saw one in the back of an isuzu truck is'nt it ironic a camel hitching a ride in a truck, wait is an isuzu qualified to be called a truck?

Allah

2009-09-07T21:57:00.000+01:00

What can I say there is nothing more beautiful than the name of Allah

Number two hurry it up please

2009-09-07T17:20:00.000+01:00

So as if the number one was not enough, I moved on to number two, he was a great guy with lots of dreams and no cash and a kid on the way with an ex-girlfriend, why I got involved I don't know but I was hooked, he was a charmer and fun to be with and like I said he had big dreams of success. Well soon after we were married and the ex-girlfriends house was shot up by the drug dealers she owed money to, we had a baby to take care of. It was ok and hard and fun and everything that a family goes through................there was only one thing, he kept dreaming. Instead of buckleing down with the new family to support, he supported himself by vacationing twice to mexico alone and leaving us alone in Michigan, they were not small vacations these were months long and I was alone working with his child to support. We had been having many marital problems and after five years he got the ultimatum, I told him if he was going on vacation he must bring me, finally, my wedding ring, I heard mexican gold was pretty and affordable what better idea was that? So he came home and I carried his bags in so excited and began the search for my ring, what an ass I was, there was no ring by the way but guess what i got!!!..............peanut brittle! so guess what happened with marriage number 2. I know it sounds silly but this was it, this was the deal, you give me a ring that shows me how much you love me and I got nothing! well that showed me huh.

God Willing

2009-09-07T12:09:00.000+01:00

This is a pencil art that I did and it hangs above our bed, it says God willing in arabic "incha allah" it is a standard that we live by here "Are you coming home by noon for lunch"? "incha allah" everything happens only by the will of our creator, so that is a strong pill to swallow sometimes, I will tell you more about that later, right now I want you to get a feel of who I am and where I came from and hopefully where I am going in the future, do not be afraid to respond to my posts, I may cry, even though I do not know who you are I still know who I am and I am the most shy and embarrassed and easily shook up person I know but my peeps think I am this funny outging chick with no cares in the world. My dad calls me the wayward daughter, and there has been more than one occasion I am refered to as a "fly by the seat of my pants" kind of gal but its all a front folks, I'm just a big insecure whimp! hehehe now tell me what you thing of my pencil art and sketch and I may just start posting more of them

grrrrrrrrr Oh sometimes I am sooo good!!!!

2009-09-07T11:57:00.001+01:00

Now I want to share with you a passion of mine, I love to sketch but am so darn shy I cant get my work out there to be seen I am afraid of the critics I guess, What does this picture say to you? does it look good? am I as good as I think I am ? Yes your right I have a few issues I need to work on but being an artist has always been a dream of mine, you always hear the term "starving artist" well I never really fit into that category. I do animals the best but I will keep trying on doing still life people and stuff like that, my imagination has run astray but I will get it back it has been 10 years since my last work on sketches I was in a funk and let life take over (by the way you should never ever do that, you miss too much). So if you ever get bored, pull out that #2pencil and sketch, its better than drinking!! yahoo I am a published artisit, now I just need someone to come and take a peek.

Number One to the counter please

2009-09-07T10:31:00.000+01:00

So, we shared a moment there yesterday don't you think? I see no one has even viewed my blog yet so that is another job I will have to work on. How do I get people to check me out because after all is said and done I have a lot to say about absolutely nothing important! ok where were we, oh yes so when I was about 20 I think or near there I married my first husband, let me tell you I had very low self esteem and he was the first person to ever say I love you. I married him and he could barely utter a word of english and me I knew very little Spanish, he was from Mexico and was a good looking man and I was the ugly duckling and we spoke through translators for the first few months of our courtship and marriage. Come to find out he was with another woman the whole time him and I were together, he wanted the almighty green card and I was just the right dumb ass to give it to him, so after one year of him not coming home at night I decided that it was time to move on, I think thats how it went anyway I gave him a couple hours alone to get his crap out of the apartment and that was the end of that, you know later he told me he could have lied to me for 20 years if thats what it took to get a green card, thank god it only took a year.

The beginning, middle or end?

2009-09-06T21:04:00.000+01:00

OK, so I am not sure if I am doing this right and I hope I am, so where do I begin? I, one year ago, was the biggest loser I knew, I weighed about 280 pounds had a husband that was deported from America and there I was alone in a new house I could not afford and took frequent trips to the emergency room for what I thought was heart attacks (what did the doctors think they knew?) they turned out to be panic attacks and anxiety, so between the doctors visits, shrink visits and a loser of a man who only remebered to call when he needed money I decided I needed something more in my life. I felt like a piece of old chewed up gum stuck on the bottom side of the table. I asked myself every day just to make it through the next day and that is how my life was going, what else could possibly go wrong....ahaaa I know, lets add some unpaid bills and a new job with great promises of high cash flow. The truth was there was no great cash flow in fact there was no flow at all. I sat at a desk for an insurance company as a secretary, come to find out they wanted me to become an agent, if you know me, which you will soon enough this was a perfectly illogical idea I was also the most shy person I know. So I have panic attacks, a new job, no husband, hospital visits, shrink visits, bills coming in, no insurance, no paycheck, and a house I can not afford, (sounds like a good blues tune)oh did I mention the, 1 bunny, 50 fish, 2 birds, 2 dogs, 5 broken cars and a partridge in a pear tree?

Where to begin?

2009-09-06T20:45:00.001+01:00