Wednesday, July 22, 2009

I'm using the same photo because I can't come up with anything better. (God that photo makes my arm look really slim. Trust me, it ain't that slim!)

I'm gonna tell you a funny story. I've had a headache all day, so that explains a whole hell of a lot. I would have called Dad but didn't because my head hurt too damn much. Thank God I didn't!!!

As most of you know BB (the F****** Mercedes) has been in the shop since last Thursday. What's today. Like Tuesday? Well technically Wednesday. Damn. You know, the last time this happened it cost over $500 just for the damn rental car. Pissed? Ha! The car was supposed to be fixed Monday and back in my loving arms by 5 pm. Ha! It was the "fuel relay." The part was ordered Friday and everything fixed Monday. Ha!

You all know by now my family is made up of a bunch of comedians. Dad had me down on the ground holding the damn cell phone to the exhaust as he listened to the car. No, not once. Like 5 freakin' times. He told me what was wrong. WRONG!!!!! My dad is a master mechanic and he was wrong according to the Mercedes shop. Ha! You have no idea how fun it is to prove Dad wrong. It was as if I'd died and gone to Heaven!!! I could hardly wait to tell him it was the fuel relay, but I had such a damn headache I couldn't. Then the shit hit the fan. No Mercedes Monday. No Mercedes Tuesday. Then the big reveal. No fuel relay problem even though they'd ordered the f******* part. Guess what the problem is? Exactly what my father said it is. What? You think I'm going to tell him he's right? NO!!!!!!!! Otin, baby can I please have the backhoe and an umbrella cuz I need to chill.
~
XO

37 comments:

Mrsupole said...

Hi Suzanne,

I was coming over to check on you and to say Hi, but that was a couple of hours ago. And you know since I visit a lot of times but do not alway leave comments cause I think that when I do I am alaways leaving such long ones that I should not do that, but I always have so much feelings to write about and so cannot stop.

Anyway I was reading and it said something about you now being Single and I am thinking, okay, now where is Rob, is he out of town, but it did not read like that, so knowing me I had to go and research what had happened to you and Rob and after reading for over two hours I have found out just a little bit and not much other than that something happened and you two are apart. I am thinking that he left you or it was mutual, but still feel he left you. I do not know exactly why and it does not much matter. Every breakup or seperation for every couple is different. Even the advise given to you on how to fix it will be different. I see you have been told to treat him like a prince or a king. My question is have you done that before during your marriage, If you have not than maybe it might work, but at the same time treat him as woman who has self respect and that being with him does not validate you as a person. You are a very special person and your need to let him know that. And he was lucky when he had you. We can all see how special you are. You can show him that you love him abd with him you two become a great couple, but when you are alone you are still a great person. And you have to believe this about yourself too.

Almost 30 years ago my husband I and I split up. He treated me bad and I left him. Them he would change and I went back and then we were okay for a little bit but then he was back to his old ways. We seperated again. There was no more returning back to each other. We were apart one and half years. We each dated others and I had many who wanted to to go be with them. I still loved my hubby, but knew we would not make it together if things stayed the same. A friend of my sisters and mine from high school sat down and told me that men are funny creatures, he said that when he dates a women who he see is really crazy about him and he has her wrapped around his little finger, well he treats her like crap, why cause he knows he can and the girl will always stay with him, but the girl that acts like she could care less about him and then threats him like crap, now that is the girl who is he interested in and that is who he goes crazy with wanted all the time. He told me that people want to fight for what they cannot have and if something comes to easy then men do not feel it is worth keeping. That was me always trying to do everything he wanted me to do and always seeming like I never did anything right. All these other guys I had been dating I had been treating them badly because I was still in love with my hubby. They were falling at my feet to be with me. Now if I ever show you a picture of me back then, you would see why. I was a very beautiful young women and smart on top of that. But I wanted my hubby back. We started dating again and I would treat him like I was the other guys. I told him he was an asshole and I still do, yup just called him one tonight. He just laughs and gets happy, cause he somehow thinks I love him when I call him that. I don't cook unless I feel like it. Restaurants all know us in our neighborhood. Or he now has to help cook. I don't clean, I don't do windows, I live like a queen and treat him like a slave, and then sometimes like a king. Sometimes I do cook and he is so happy. I pay attention to him when I feel like it. I do tell him I love him, but not like before. I think I started treating him the way he had been treating me. He doesn't like something about me I tell him there is the door don't let it hit his ass on the way out. Then he says the same thing to me. I say you first. Then we talk about other things. He is going to put me in a rest home, I say not until he goes first.

Mrsupole said...

Here is the second half to what I wrote, yup I went over the limit of the words.

So to continue on..........But for my surgery he was so worried about if he could get off to be here for me to take care of me. And when I woke up all I wanted was to know where he was so he could hold my hand. I kept asking for my husband. I told him something must of been wrong with me cause I wanted him and it was probably the drugs, but I could see he knew the truth.

So maybe what the guy said is the truth "People want what they think they cannot have." Inbetween all of this we do show lots of love for each other, but we still think we need to keep the other one guessing.

I do not know if they will help you, but yes you do have to have time for him while still keeping him guessing. And be awesome in bed, do play acting in there too and keep him guessing. Sex everyday really helps to. But make him earn it at least half the time. And sometimes you buy the flowers and candy and take him to a fancy dinner. Always keep the element of suprise on your size.

I do not know if any of this will help you but I do hope so. I will pray that everything works out for you, no matter what you choose to do and maybe there is something in everything we are all telling you.

We all love you and want the best.

God bless.

Mrsupole said...

PS...I did not want to cut out anything and so that is why I posted it all.

Prayers are coming your way.

God bless.

merelyme said...

LOVE the new avatar!

I am cracking up - this story on your dad! Could you please post his phone number? HA!

Random Chick said...

Suzanne, I think you started something because everybody now has an avatar of the back of their head.

Great story about BB and your Dad. Aren't Dads always right? I wish it wasn't so...hope your headache got better. I get migraines too so I know your suffering.

XOXOXO
RC

Suzanne said...

Mrsupole,

I haven't read everything, but will. Thank you for taking the time to comment. I know stuff can't be written in 5 words or less. Trust me, I know!!! I'm going to make some tea, come back and enjoy your words. Thank you darling for taking the time. And can you believe Blogger has limited us to just over 4,000 words per comment. What a bunch of a*******. I have to think even harder now, and that just isn't fair. And I have no idea how to edit.

XO!!!

otin said...

My Dad always has the audacity to end up being correct, even when he sounds like he is out of his mind, he usually ends up being right! I hate being wrong, so we make a terrible pair. LOL! Maybe we can take a couple of bulldozers and go push some dirt and forget about our dads egos! HAHA!

the walking man said...

I just wanted to let you know...I was a Master Mechanic in the life just before this one I now live as a poet. As a Master Mechanic I shaved my head...you're father can tell you why when you call him to eat your serving of humble pie Suzanne.

I do not blame my mother for passing the genetics to me that are now causing me to lose my never lush head of hair, ergo do not blame your father for being right where journeymen mechanics (who could have "borrowed" a relay from another vehicle to test their theory, if they didn't know the proper procedure for testing the relay in the first place)were not as right in their diagnosis.

Woman your arm looks skinny.

Floots; yes I look in on his work occasionally I got there through Tara at Breathe Beautiful, his writing is stunning.

Suzanne said...

Mrsupole,

Part I
Yes, you know how we have to do this stupid stuff now.

You're killing me. No really, I'm about to go belly up and die. You made me laugh and look to Heaven. You did. Baby, if I had to do all that shit I'd croak!!! I'm serious. I can't be that sort of woman. I can't. I love men, but I can't do that. I know I'm not on this planet to make some man's life perfect. There are only 24 hours in my day and trust me, most are taken up. I'm absolutely not here to make some guy's dream come true. Nor would I want to. I have my own dreams and one life. And sex every day? You nutty?!!! Baby, that's too funny. Like I said, I'm not here to please some guy!!! And actually, I absolutely refuse. That's not the kind of guy for me, nor the sort of guy I'd look for in the future. That's a selfish guy and I have no time for that sort of stupidity. Good sex is amazing sex, but to do it every day just to do it? No. That's not me. I want sex that's really meaningful and when I orgasm I want my head to almost disconnect from my body. You know what I mean? That's making love. That isn't sex. But that's just my opinion.

And about me and Rob. Everyone's surprised. Imagine being my family! Something happened. Not infidelity. Money. I wasn't able to accept it and asked him to leave. Imagine being my family and friends after a 30 year relationship. Then imagine being me. I'm lost. My family and friends are confused and sad. Our animals are beside themselves. It is a challenging time for all and I don't know what's going to happen. It has been the most difficult year of my life.

Darling, thank you from the bottom of my heart for writing. You can always write whatever you want here. I don't care how many words you use to express yourself. So it takes an extra 5 minutes to read what you write!!! I don't care. I'm not an editor. I'm not the worlds best writer. I simply appreciate the fact people make an effort to express themselves. If you can't write here, where the hell can you write!!!??? So never, ever feel uncomfortable about writing here. And always share what you think because it makes me think. Your words helped me today. They helped clarify how I feel about my own situation. You know sweetie how bouncing ideas off one another matters? Well, you mattered today. You helped me so much because I'm more aware of what I don't want in my life. Thank you.

I often think about why we all found one another on Blogger. Why us? Why now? I think to help one another navigate the pitfalls of life. I can say for sure you've all helped me through some of the darkest moments and I'm sure visa versa. It's been wonderful to discover so many beautiful people in this world.

You are always welcome here and you can write all you like.

I love you darling and thank you.
XO

Suzanne said...

Merelyeme!

Ha! My dad's a damn hoot. Thanks for appreciating him. And as they do in LA with all movies, etc. 555-5555. Move to New York and I'll introduce you. Not until. Wow, it actually sounds as if I'm in NY. Nope, I'm still in CA.

Love you!
XO

P.S. How's the Wee-One? Honey, have you visited our Utah friend lately? Did you see the most current photo of the Wee-One? Too cute. I just want to pick him up and hug him to bits, but I'm afraid I'll smother myself in tulle! There's nothing better than a little boy in tulle with a wee butt cheek sticking out. It's a gorgeous photo. Take a peek. You'll get ideas for your next photo shoot with Wee-Wee. Kids are just too damn cute.

Suzanne said...

Random Chick,

Hi baby. I was just at your blog. Your post is insane. I swear to God if you don't submit that to a few magazines I'm going to shake you senseless. It's SO GOOD. It's perfect. Woman, you have your finger on the pulse of our lives. You do. There are posts you write that just blow me away. This is one.

Dads. I try to bust my Dad's balls because it's fun. You know my family. It's made up of a bunch of yahoos. A bunch of bandits. My dad is like the funniest guy on the planet, so to keep car stuff from him is pure joy because I've realized I derive pleasure from his pain. Wow...almost sounds like Leah!!! There's a word for that!!! But seriously, it's all in fun. I have the funniest family on earth and we live to make one another laugh. I often think it's our only goal. That's pathetic. Yes, of course I'm going to tell him he was right. Thank God he was because it was the difference between $1,200 and $300.

My Dad's the best and I adore him. And he's my step dad!!! And yes, almost 40 years after he married mom, I still love him that much. We all do. He's a national treasure and all ours!

XO Love you darling. Publish damnit.

Suzanne said...

Otin,

You would love my dad. Everyone loves my dad. He knows more about heavy equipment than anyone and kids would flock to our home to learn. When I was a teenager it didn't make a whole hell of a lot of sense to me, but as I've matured it does. I realize Dad has a unique ability to understand machines, medal, equipment, etc. He didn't have time to teach me, so when I was at UCLA I learned to weld, use the blow torch, learn to use every single woodworking tool. Everything. There isn't one thing I can't use. When I went home I blew him away. He was so proud. We worked together. I love my dad very, very much and I know he loves me. He's a good man. A really, really smart man and he's so much fun to just fool around with. He's just a nut! The man makes me laugh so hard I cry. I'm serious. He knows how to "get" us and we know how to "get" him. This car is the real deal. You think I'm going to let this go by? NOT ON YOUR LIFE!!!!

Suzanne said...

Otin,

Dad taught me how to operate a bulldozer. I can do that. That's just fun. Have you read the post about my little sister plowing the snow from the driveway when she was all of about 14-15? Dad owned a sawmill and was running logs to Canada when a huge snowfall hit. Laur plowed the freakin' driveway with the bulldozer so mommy could get out to buy groceries. No joke. She did it brilliantly I might add. And yes, I've often asked why Canadians need logs.

XO

Karen ^..^ said...

Now, I KNOW I typed a comment for this. Did I not post it? Do you have comment moderation? Check your dashboard...

I said something about how pretty your hair is, and how you have a great back of the head, etc. CHECK FOR UNMODERATED COMMENTS, GIRL!!

Karen ^..^ said...

BTW, Love ya, sis.

Suzanne said...

Karen,

Baby, I can do all that? Okay, I'll try.

XO

Suzanne said...

I love you too.

Megan said...

My dad is almost always right. It's infuriating sometimes. Okay, most times. But I love him just the same.

Suzanne said...

Megan,

Dads. Can't live with um, can't live without um. You know, sperm and all. Like you, I love my dad to bits. I do, I do, I do. And you know what's nice sweetie, he knows. Why? Well because I scream it in his ear every chance I get. Last time I checked I think he heard because he replied "I love you too." There ya go.

Megan, look at Bob! Wow. And to think he's at a conference in Boston alone. Hummmmmmm. I don't think that's a Martha Stewart "Good Thing." Not for a Wedding Planner.

XO

Suzanne said...

Megan,

Dashboard won't even let me get on. You know Blogger screws with me all the time. Why? I don't know, but it's a constant challenge. All of you seem to have such a wonderful relationship with the MF, but me, no. I'll let you know if I ever ACCESS THE F****** thing. I don't sound angry, right?
XO

Suzanne said...

The Walking Man,

These are master fucking Mercedes mechanics. And they waste my time and money? They actually admitted the part was to test. That's like a hundred dollar part!!! I know, I hear ya brotha. *Suze rolls eyes in head.* That isn't even stupid funny. That's just damn stupid.

You know, thank God it was't the fuel thing a ma jig. Did you know a Mercedes had two? $300 each, plus parts, plus labor. Oh. My. God. Thank you. I'll take what I got and not bitch.

I have my car back and was instructed to take great care. Not speed. Be gentle. I'm going to stay in the slow lane. I usually do 80 in the fast lane, but I don't think that's an option anymore. 65's lookin' pretty good. And that's the speed limit, right? Right.

Baby, it's funny how we all meet. You, my dad, Otin. It's too funny. You guys are simpaticao. And with me thrown in. You bet your ass. Daddy didn't raise no sissy.

Suzanne said...

Karen,

Yes, I read it. I can't comment as you know. So I'll talk here. He's a fucking asshole. Why you subject yourself to that shit is beyond me.

Abi said...

Woah I'm late to this party and I don't have the energy to read through the comments but...

I totally feel your pain in the original post :D hehe!!!! My father in law is like that, the evil man knows everything, and he knows it. :D

Also I agree whole heartedly with your respone to Mrsupole x

Abi said...

Also I can't type today *blush*

reghu said...

First of all u have to sleep atleast 8 hours a day. the other thing u have to do is do not take tea or coffee instead you can drink milk. avoid too contact with TV or computer. I am suppose to be obliged to you as you gave support to my daughter in her needy days.

Thanks.

reghu said...

Also you can try some ayurvedic medicine to over come your migrane. can contact bindhu for this which she can arrange to import and it can be over come.

Mrsupole said...

I am glad I made you laugh. That makes me feel good inside.

So make a list of what you want in a guy and what you do not want in a guy.

Make a list of what you want to do for a guy and make a list of what you do not want to do for a guy.

When you meet the guy who meets most of the requirements then that is who you should be with.

And if it is money that broke you up then there is always a way to go get counseling to help work on that problem. When the money problem is fixed than the marriage is usually fixed. Just try the money counseling and see what happens. I think you two should be together and I will pray.

God bless and I love you so much too, you are the sweetest and most lovable person in bloggy world. I know you will figure every thing out. Just check out your options. You two have been together too long to break up. Work hard, work fast, work well, work fair, work with love and it will all come together.

My prayers are with you two.

Suzanne said...

Abi,

You know what's so funny, my dad isn't evil, he's the greatest, funniest guy on the planet. We all love one another to death. As a family we try to out smart one another and it's a constant challenge!!! I think I'll hold off on the car info for about another week just to bust him!!! Then I'll tell him and enjoy all the laughter. But I'll make him wait first because there's joy in that too!!! I don't know why, but we have a really funny family and we are often very childish. This is a perfect example.

The funniest part is Dad isn't a Mercedes expert. Frankly, I don't even think that's fair. Maybe I'll hold off two weeks.

Well, I must say I'm grateful for what happened at the Mercedes shop. Did you know a Mercedes has two fuel tanks? Me either, but yup it does. If the original diagnosis had been the problems I was looking at $300 for each tank, plus labor, plus addition parts. *Suze passes out.* I gotta get rid of Black Beauty.

And about my response to Mrsupole. A girls gotta have time to craft!!!!!

Love you,
XO

Suzanne said...

I realize I've repeated myself a number of times. Apparently I was just trying to increase my comment numbers. For instance, like this.

Happy Tuesday, except in England and Aussie Land (perhaps India)where it's Wednesday. God, it's so hard for a "Grey" to think two steps ahead of a "Blonde."

Karen, I think I need a touch up.

;)

Suzanne said...

Reghu,

Baby, who's your daughter?

You know what's funny? I've been a coffee drinker all my life, but over the past few months I'm becoming less and less intersted in the stuff. Doesn't that seem odd? If I drink one full cup every day it's a miracle. I don't know what's happening. I do have to have tea however. Mostly green tea. I also appreciate other herbal teas and always have. Oh, and because I'm English I must have Irish Breakfast Tea. What? Of course I'm laughing. Have you ever tasted it? It's delicious with a wee bit of milk and a scone or shortbread cookie. HELLO!!

Baby, look at me and pay attention. *Suze takes Reghu's head in hands and says "Honey if I drank milk 25-7 I'd just die because I like water."* Honestly I'm allergic to milk. But do I drink it? Of course. Why? Because I'm an idiot. I try to drink more soy milk than the average bear. Have you ever tried the chocolate stuff? That's just insanely delicious. I don't even think it should be legal.

Now about sleep. Honey, if I could get 8 hours a night I'd welcome it. I can't. Menopause is killing me. Dr. P has told me to konk out whenever I feel like it. And I do. It's a crazy life, but I'm just doing as she suggested and going with the flow. Is this my ideal life? My ideal sleep pattern? No. I stuggle every day. I'm so tired most days I don't know what to do. I go to sleep tired and wake up tired. I've never been like this and I don't know what to do. I have no clue and Mom told me menopause lasted 8 years for her. Honestly, I don't think I can last 8 years like this.

Thanks for stopping by and for words of wisdom.

XO

Suzanne said...

Reghu,

Thanks also for the migraine remedy. I'll do that. If it works I'm going into the import business. I'm serous.

XO

Abi said...

Teehee, my father in law is really lovely too...but you just have to be in the right just ONCE so you can say 'HA!' and point at them smuggly....

I'm still waiting for my chance :D

Evidently so are you :D

I had no idea about the fuel tanks, I have no idea about cars period though, so it may be common knowledge!

Crafting versus sex? That's a tough one!

Suzanne said...

Abi,

You made me laugh so hard. It is a toss up isn't it!!??? God that's too funny. But guess what's even funnier? I was on the way to the park and thought "It isn't Tuesday, so that means it's not Wednesday over there!!!" I did the same thing about a year ago and Cece got on my comment page and said something sarcastic like "Let's just egnore Suze." How rude. Thank God she busy today. I'll post something new quickly so she doesn't bust me. Don't say anything, okay? It'll just be our secret.

Being right. It's a gift, isn't it? I haven't mastered the technique yet, but I have hope one day I will wake up and voila, I will be the only person left on earth, therefore everything I say will be right!!! No, not really!!!! Can you imagine? I'd rather have the planet completely populated and my dad right. Dads and FILs, you gotta love um. I'll have to tell him, you know? I'm just making him sweat because his reaction today would be no different than his reaction next week. And this is how it will sound..."Hummmmmmmmm." And then he'll laugh. Dads.

Happy Friday honey!!! It's Friday there, right?

XO

Suzanne said...

Ms. U,

I thought a lot this morning about what you said. Mentally I started compiling my list. I will actually write down the words because I think seeing them will help me move along. You may think this very strange, and others too, but I have no interest in finding another guy. I don't know why, but I just don't. Not now at least. Perhaps it's menopause. Perhaps a broken heart. I don't know. I just know the thought doesn't even enter my mind. A wild raspberry is taking over the freakin' garden. I'm more worried about that. I'm more worried about a feral kitty who looks too thin, T-Bone getting a bit heavy, Sweet Pea's left eye's weeping, vet bills, etc. That's the stuff that occupies my mind. Not guys and sex. I've had great sex. I love sex, I know how beautiful it feels, but I wasn't put on this planet for great sex or a guy. I'm absolutely, 100% positive that's not why I'm here.

And counseling. Everyone who loves us has suggested it. Even Rob. But I refuse. Not because I don't advocate counseling, because I do, but because I'm too pissed to sit in the same room at this point in my life. I think I'm actually beyond pissed and don't have a vocabulary word to describe how pissed I am.

You know, our dear blogging friend Shara from Texas visited recently. She's an art teacher and so smart and so, so lovely. She has the ability to see through all the fog and with an eagles eyes, just kick ass with the truth. The woman is amazing. Like you, she made me think. She's concerned I'll become the "Old Cat Lady." She doesn't want me to waste my life because I'm "Too beautiful." Hummmmmmmmm. What I do to help animals means the world to me. I can't change that part of my personality. I just can't. She wants me to take advantage of my appearance. Wear nicer clothes, fix my hair. Make an effort. She's right, but I'm so busy every day I don't have time. I'm too busy trying to take care of a too big house, a too big yard, animals, ferals, laundry, health issues, etc. to even think about which damn shirt doesn't have a hole or a stain. I'm exhausted and it doesn't end. I'm facing another year alone. On August 8th I turn 50 and I'm scared to face the year ahead because I'm honestly worn out.

XO

Cinnamon said...

Learning that Dads are fallible is a wake-up realisation that we are all fallible. Unfortunately, realising that Dads are usually right brings the inevitable realisation that we are not.
I always seem to put my Dad as the standard by which I judge other men- which probably means I need counselling!

Your comments pages are one of the best bits of your blog Suzy- don't anyone think they can come here and have a quick read and catch-up with Suze- oh my goodness no!- venture here at your peril, you will be here awhile!

Mrsupole you are so wise; I am happy for you that you have found a truce between yourself and your husband. That is what longevity in marriage is- a truce, a happy compromise. What you have is beautiful, rare. I would have liked to have achieved this, but as you say 'treat him as a woman who has self-respect'- it was finding my self-repsect that ended my own marriage. So Suzanne, I see where you are coming from. On the other hand, Mrsu has some good points. You want to be able to look back and say 'I did everything I could'.

Suzanne said...

Cinnamon!

I love my dad because he's smart and funny and because he never treats me like a lady!!! He just treats me like a human being. I respect that so much. I found the most perfect birthday card for him and my mom died laughing when I read it to her. It had something to do with "If it wasn't for you mom would have turned me into a lady." And that's true!!! I love to hear mom laugh and she was nearly on the floor. Stuff like that matters to me. My dad matters. Do I measure all men against him? HELL NO!!! Oh good God no!!! It's as if my dad walked out of a Three Stooges movie with a PhD. Please. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! If I had to deal with that every day, hell, I'd just shoot myself. But do I love him? You bet your ass I do.

And honey, thanks for the complement. I too think the comment page is the best blogging thing ever invented. God I love it so. Real life happens on the comment page and it's way more than half the fun.

About Ms. U. She is wise. She made me think alot and so did you. I'm going to think a bit more. You'll obviously see the results of your hard work. But I'm going to tell you right now, I'm not having sex that much. I have a freakin' life to live!!! So any guy interested and thinking there's a lot of candy, don't even look here because trust me, there isn't.

XO Love you darling!!!

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