I Guess There’s Certain Dreams That You Gotta Keep ‘Cause They Only Know What You Let ‘Em See / They Don’t Care Like I Do Nowhere Like I Do

Google can suck my non-existent dick after they’ve shoved it up their ass.

How’s that for sexual content?

A little while ago I monetized my site with Google Adsense. I figured it’s here, you’re here, Google ad’s are there. Why not connect them all on my site for an opportunity to make a few extra dollars a month? Logical right.

So I spent pretty much a whole Saturday afternoon trying to figure out how to change the coding here on my wordpress site to allow the ads to display semi-decently, something I’m sure would’ve taken someone with experience 3 minutes. But I’m not experienced so I struggled with it and after a few hours persevered.  Then I waited while Google took over a week to approve my site (meanwhile it says it will take only a day or so to do it). I finally emailed once to see what was up, and magically it was approved later that Friday go figure. I watched over that first weekend as nothing happened on Friday, no change on Saturday, but when I woke up on Sunday to check my stats, I saw the most beautiful thing.

You my readers throughout the world had viewed ads enough times to earn me $2.94.

And I cried. Honest to goodness tears of joy. Not even three dollars but it was the most valuable 3 dollars I had ever earned.

I set this site up almost 2 years ago. On a computer that I bought with my own money. I created the name and content with my own brilliance and suffering. The blogs are FILLED with my own spelling and grammar errors, but more importantly my life. I have NO BOSS in this endeavor. It wasn’t a job that paid me. It was my outlet and in some cases my savior.  This brought me joy and relief and satisfaction because it was all mine from start to $2.94 finish. And now, in that $2.94 I saw potential for freedom from much more.

Then a few days after I got an email  from Google stating they would not be allowing ad’s on my site until I complied with their terms. The item in question? Sexual content. The post they were referring to? My sex talk with Little E.

Seriously Google?

You think an educational talk that a mother is sharing with her child is dangerous and offensive sexual content?

I FIND THAT OFFENSIVE!!!

That you think you can sensor me and my parenting. Was I sharing pornographic videos to my child to teach him about the birds and the bees? NO. Did I link those videos here? Even more no! So, for you (Google) to yank my ads and therefore my money making abilities here, because I choose to be a good involved parent, is so much of what’s wrong with the world. You want children to be ignorant? You want parents to be afraid of speaking about these things to their own offspring? Well that’s not me.

I will not pull my post for you. I will not amend it in any way to bend to your sexual content codes. I will continue to teach my son and soon my daughter when she’s old enough (so you can expect another raunchy extreme x-rated sex filled according to Google post then) because I am a good parent, and my kids will be advised, aware, conscious, caring, loving SEXUAL humans.

So keep your money Google.

It wasn’t as valuable as my children’s lives anyways.


-Khalid Ft. Kane Brown/Saturday Nights-

Cut The Ties Send A Flare Into The night / Turn The Tide Dry Your Tears And Wave Goodbye

So no more calls. Not from K. Not from any guys in or out of the prison named A all the way through to Z.

Which is disappointing since I got a new phone last night and it’s just more exciting to have a new phone….well when the phone rings in any capacity. But give it time C. Be patient.

Anyways so this new phone deal. It started out last week when I realized my contract was up and started browsing around at work to see if I was eligible for and upgrade on my phone. I’ve been using an iPhone 5, so not the best and not the worst. Either case, I wasn’t going to spend any money on a new phone, but I wanted to check what I could get with my current provider. Turns out not much unless I wanted to practically triple my monthly phone bill. Which I didn’t. So I browsed over the beautiful phones and that was that. It was a look but don’t touch situation and I went home for the day.

Later at home that exact same night I got a phone call from some third party company who casually mentioned that they noticed my contract with my phone service company was up and that I had left my old provider a few years ago and could they potentially win me back? Okay… I’m interested, while at the same time creeped out by the timing of his call but… what would you do for me? Well for starters, they will give me a free iPhone 8 Plus.

Ok, now I’m not an idiot. I know nothing in life is free. Tell me all the ins and outs of this “free phone” and then I’ll decide. So the guy went over the details of a plan that’s actually better than my current one, at only $5 more per month, and all I have to do is sign on for 2 years. So at this point, I really don’t have any loyalty to a cell phone provider. I’ll jump ship at the soonest sight of a better deal for me. So considering I plan on having a cell phone for the next 2 years anyways, I might as well have a much better phone. So I took the deal and my new MUCH better phone was delivered last night. Oh my goodness you guys. It’s fantastic. But even better is as I was calling to set it up, the guy was like oh have you heard about our latest offer? Here I’m thinking I already go the latest offer but go on… So he gave me a new iPad as well and I just had to add 2 GB of data to my plan for the 2 years @$10/month. So I’ll pack that away and give it to the kids for Christmas. Actually it’ll probably go to Little E, and the older one I’d been saving to give them that my mom gave me second hand will go to Z. Now there will be no fighting over iPads.

Then today, I get a call from my old service provider (old as in the one I just switched from yesterday lol) and she’s like I see you recently left us, is there anything we could have done to improve our service or win you back? And all I could think was if they had called me 2 weeks ago, and asked what they could do to KEEP me, then I wouldn’t be pissed that they are interrupting my day. I’ve already taken my steps and signed a new contract. Bitch I’ve moved on.

It reminded me of a couple who breaks up and one of them tries to win the other back. If you had just tried harder to KEEP your significant other, you wouldn’t have lost them in the first place. You know the competition is out there. You know there are other offers for people to be looking at. If you want my business, make it worth my while from the jump, but also keep my attention for the duration of my stay so I don’t consider leaving. Keep the service good. Keep it fresh and better than the other companies so that its not so easy to be swayed.

But no, there is no way you can win me back at this point. You should’ve done a better job of making sure you never lost me in the first place. Because your calling my on my sweet ass phone and my iPad is coming by the end of the week, and it’s costing me $15 more a month for 2 years. That’s only $360+GST, plus the fact I have a much better phone and a Christmas gift, plus a loaded plan with 5GB of data/month MORE than you gave me. So no. I’m not coming back.

Unless you can pay off that 2 year contract and buy me a car?

No?

Then by.


-For King And Country/Burn The Ship-

We Need To Take It Back In Time When Music Made Us All Unite Money Can’t Buy Us Happiness Can We All Slow Down And Enjoy Right Now

Lately I’ve been wondering how people gather enough courage to run off and start a new life.

Legitimate question in my mind. I figure now would be as good a time if any to run away, and I’m just done with my life as is. So, that being said, how do people gather the strength to just leave everything and start fresh somewhere new.

My house has been sold and so I have to pack up and be out by April 10th anyways. I had to buy a new car on Friday (which is a whole other post), I’ve just become too frustrated with literally everything going on with attempting to purchase a new house in Kelowna, that I’m not even interested in moving anymore. I’ve made offers on three different houses that have been outbid and they ended up accepting CASH offers that went way over original asking price. So I honestly feel I didn’t even have a fighting chance. My boss is acting like I’m not trying, asking what I could’ve done differently, and what’s my plan “little missus” UMMM first off, don’t ever fucken call me little missus. Second, I know the fucken deadline, I know my damn budget and I realize we are supposed to be moving in 3 months. It’s not my fault I don’ walk around with $350,000+ CASH in my bank account so my offers have to have a “conditional to financing” in them…. like most normal peoples do. Agh, I’m just over it. Like I want to walk into work and quit. But now my house is sold, most my pocket cash went into buying a good car, so that it wouldn’t be an issue for years to come, and so I have to keep this job for now.

Of course there are so many other factors contributing to this thought train, but I’d honestly like to know, what kind of pre-planning goes into a situation like this? Where you feel like nothing is fucking worth it anymore/you’ve failed at it all, and a new start with 100% new people sounds delightful, but terrifying at the same time.

Pretty much the only thing stopping me at this point, and obviously the most important part,  is the fact that I obviously don’t know where I’d go, and therefore I don’t have a job. If I had a mobile source of income, some online business etc, I’d be out like there was no tomorrow, but since I have kids to support I can’t just be taking off with them with no plan on how I’d be buying groceries in a month, or their education etc.

But the idea of starting over. New. Clean. Mistake free.

Sounds delightful.

But for now, I’ll just have to suck it up, realize that I’ve fucked up, other people have fucked up, and money is far more important than it should be.


-Jessie J/ Price Tag-

The Mood Is Set Don’t Want It To Clash My Body’s Screaming Out Now. I Know You Hearin’ It, You Got Me Moaning Now.

I’m currently sitting in a Starbucks after leaving the gym early.

The creeps are REAL! I’m not normally one to be bothered by annoying guys. Like I can handle myself, but today I was just not in the mood.

I went during my lunch break to workout, looking forward to it (I’ve grown to like it 😁). So I jump on an elliptical to do a quick warm up and during the last maybe two minutes, I notice this guy get on the one right next to me. Not necessarily a big deal… even though there are about 30 other available cardio machines, but I didn’t think much of it. Instead, I finished off and then went to stretch. That’s when I realized he was right near me again. So I finished my stretches and started my workout.

I purposely decided to change the order of my workout and started with an exercise that used a machine where only one was free. So I picked the last available machine and saw him stay and stretch, so I figured it must’ve been a coincidence and went on to forget about him. Once done my sets where I was at, I moved to a machine that used pulleys and had a few sections available (sorry, I have no clue what all the gym contraptions are called. I know how they work, and that’s enough for me). So I’m in the middle of my reps, with my earphones in mind you, and he walks up and asks if he could use the other side of the machine. I didn’t even realize he was talking to me at first because I was concentrating on working out… like I thought everyone did at the gym. So then he got a little closer… kinda uncomfortable in my face close and did a little wave, I had to drop the bar and put out one earphone and he repeated his question. Which was if he could use the other side of the machine. I said sure (obviously, since I don’t own the machine) and put my headphone back in. But then I realized he was still chatting to me, so I had to stop again and pull out the ear piece again to be polite, before he rambled on something about the gym being extra busy today (I didn’t notice, like I said, I was focused on my own workout) and so I just nodded as I shoved my ear phone back in.

I finished my set and went to move on to my next exercise when I saw he intended on following me again. And like I said, normally I can deal with this shit but today I wasn’t having it. So instead of grabbing more weights, I just walked to the change room, and here I am (Well here I was. Now I’m actually finishing off this editing before work Wednesday morning). Finishing my lunch break across from the gym in the Starbucks, having a coffee and ranting about creepy guys at the gym. If I had known every time I went to the gym it was going to be so annoying, I probably wouldn’t have signed up. I honestly just wanna go, do my thing and leave. Without being hit on. Or being reminded of guys I might’ve slept with in the past.

Like it’s not my fault that leggings are far more comfortable to work out in compared to jeans, and they just happen to hug my body much more. I also will not apologize for the fact that I’m wearing a sports bra to hold the girls in. Yep, my nipples sometimes show through the bra and my shirt and yep, you can tell I have it pierced, but I won’t hide that. I’d much rather have pointy nips, than wear my everyday bra and have my boobs jumping all over the place while I’m doing cardio, and actually getting sore. I also don’t wanna sweat up all my regular street clothes since I have to go back to work. I also don’t care about how I look while stretching. I’m stretching my body to avoid tight muscles, not to wiggle my ass at people. I feel like I could go on and on.

I feel like a need a body guard at the gym. Guys. Stop this!

I thought about making my own line of gym tops for women because of this.

Things like:

“These headphones mean I wanna listen to my music… Not you”

“See these muscles, they mean I don’t need your help”

“Use whatever machine you want, just don’t tell me”

“Nope. Shhh. Stop. Don’t.”

“I’m not here for you, I’m here for me”

“I’m here to work out. Not find a guy to go out”

“Unless your line is better than Jay-Z’s, you’re interrupting”

“I’m not taking my earphones out for you”

“PSA! This is a gym, not a club”

“I only have an hour, I don’t wanna spend it with you”

“Go try and pick up those weights, not me”

Wow, C… I’m on a roll! and those are just off the top of my head!!!!! K, I gotta get to work. But I might spend some time investigating some shirt options.

On shelves near you soon! Or probably just via my site lol.


-Rihanna/Skin-