Some women are just plain stupid.

I know I said I wasn't going to blog here anymore...but I can't resist posting this one.  It may be about me....but it's a message to all the women out there that don't know when they have it good or can't let go of what they lost.

WTF is wrong with some people? Specifically, women. And even more specifically one woman that is hounding me for no real reason.  You have to watch what you say, in case something should happen, but if I didn't have to watch what I say, I'd suggest hiring a hit man and putting this woman out of her misery.

You know, I post a lot of things here in "My Life Revealed" that are more of a personal nature.  Not the homemaker, career, political views, blah blah blah.  But things I think and feel as a woman.  And there are times when I really hate being a woman.  (reference to the original forum thread where I posted this.)

I like to think of myself as a fairly friendly person and see no reason why I can't be able to get along with just about anyone.  I understand that not everyone clicks.  That there are people out there that are going to rub me the wrong way, and there are people out there that just won't care much for me.  Usually, in most cases, when I meet someone that I just am not going to be able to get along with, I don't have anything to do with them.  I will do what I can to just ignore their existence, and for the most part it works for me.  On occasion that doesn't work out so well, some of you will remember Cookie Parker, who is one person that could get under my skin in a heart beat, no matter how well I tried to ignore her.  But this isn't about her, she is merely an example of someone that annoyed me beyond what I was able to deal with, without responding.

What this is about is every woman out there that can't get a grip on who they are and where they stand with their men. C'mon ladies.....he either: A: is going home with you, or B: got rid of your ass and doesn't want you anymore. Why do I have to be a bitch or a whore just because I said "Hi"?  I don't have anything you don't have.  Trust me.  Two eyes, arms, legs, boobs....etc.  Nothing different. You can't make him laugh? You can't make him talk to you?  You can't draw his attention when you walk into the room?   Read a freaking book!  I'm sure there is a self help book out there that can teach you how to be whatever the hell it is you think I am.  And if he gave up on you and tried to move on.....instead of sitting there and mooning over what you lost, figure out why you lost it and do something about it.  Quit trying to chase a lost dream and hassling his friends. Fix yourself.   I had to.   And I'm still not done.  You think you have something to worry about now?? Ha! Get over it.

It strikes me as funny that these women who are so insecure, and worried about me, don't know that I have exactly the same feelings they do.  If I'm with someone, I don't want to lose them either.  But you don't hang onto them by making accusations. You hang onto them by keeping them interested in you.  And you do that by being interested in them!   They must not think much of the person they are with if the first thing they think when he talks to another woman is that he wants her.  And if he's moved out of the relationship, he CAN want her.  But who is to say that he does? 
Quit worrying about it. It's not going to help you win him back if it's even possible.

I like men, I like them to be friends with. I get along with them.  That does not mean I want every one of them.  I grew up with 3 brothers, two male cousins and an uncle all close to my age.  I happen to be nothing more than a tom-boy.  It's where I'm comfortable.  I've always gotten along better with the boys than the girls. Which does not mean I never had, and don't have now, friends that are women. I do.  And by now, I'm equally comfortable with both genders.  I will talk to either about anything that they want to talk about.  Even things that people might find inappropriate.  pffft....conversation is conversation.  Get over it.

Which brings me to my female stalker. I bet that the first person that came to mind when you started reading this, the wife-in-law.  Nope.  Not her.  She's not this bold. This is a stupid bitch that hasn't yet firgured out that her boyfriend called it quits 2 years ago.

Anyone remember this guy? His name is Bruce.

He was my rock last year when my dad passed away.  He was there for me as a friend.  He helped me out when I really needed the help.  Got my little sports car (as itty called it) running again.  Kept my yard mowed. And was there for me to lean on when I was sad. He was a good friend to me. But during that same time. I had to keep dealing with the jealousy of this woman:



What was worse for me, is that I worked at Jimbo's where he was a nightly pool player, and she was a frequent customer simply because she knew she would find him there. So it wasn't like I could avoid her, though I didn't have to talk to her.  What's funny is that she was never mean or nasty to me. She just gave me those "I really hate you and wish you would die" looks. I got to hear about what she had to say from Bruce, until the night she came right out and asked me if we were seeing one another.  I told her straight up, that we were friends, and we sometimes hang out, if that was seeing him....then yes I was. Otherwise, no..I'm not 'sleeping' with him.  And that was the end of it for me.  I never spoke directly to her again.  Bruce and I stopped hanging out but still talked on the phone some after I stopped working at Jimbos.  And then we stopped talking on the phone.  We still leave comments for one another every once in awhile on our social sites, and if I need someone to come help me with a vehicle problem, he's available.  I don't really need anyone to help me though, not with Brent around. :)   

One day..out of the blue, I got an inbox message on myspace from this woman.  She was telling me that she had run into my brother and for whatever reason, I have no clue, she says he told her that Bruce and I were seeing one another again.  I was like....huh?   News to me.  So I replied that the last time I had seen him was in January when I needed a jump because my van was dead and I didn't have any jumper cables.  She had told me that he was a liar and that she was still seeing him, and all she wanted was honesty.  I forwarded the message to Bruce and told him I had already replied to it with the truth.  He told me that she was nothing to him.....except maybe a booty call, because she was willing to be that.  (Okay, ladies, this is where you need to get a grip.......he doesn't want a relationship with you.....don't sleep with him!! That doesn't make the situation any better. Trust me, been there, done that with my own ex-husband.)

Well, last weekend, the kids were with their dad, so I spent most of it with Brent.  And yet, I wake up Sunday morning to a new message in my myspace inbox from this woman. "Quit chasing bruce your wasting your time"  I had to ask Brent where I'd been all weekend...because I honestly didn't remember chasing anyone.  We were both scratching our heads.  I forwarded it to Bruce, as I usually do when she sends me crap.  Bruce's response?   To start leaving more comments to me on the social sites.  Which of course, she can see.  In one he asks me if he read correctly, did I have a boyfriend now.  (not exactly in those words)  And my reply is that yes he read correctly and maybe now someone we both know would quit making accusations.    Guess what.....not happening.  I woke up this morning, to yet ANOTHER message, this time in my facebook inbox.  "u can have bruce
one day someone will mess with the one u love i hope he breaks your heart to youll need those knee pads "  And not only that, on his facebook wall, she calls me a whore.   I'm STILL scratching my head.  I mean, for real!  I've not been with anyone in two years, NO ONE.  And I'm a whore?  Interesting.   Finally, I am not going to be nice or ignore any longer.  I responded and told her to get over it.  She's a nutcase.  Make me mad and you are going to hear me say things you won't hear out of my mouth on a normal day.  I doubt it did any good, but at least I got it off of MY chest. LOL

My final words on this subject??   Women, I'm not a bit different than any of you.  I have my own insecurities.  I worry just as much about being left behind as the rest of you.  But I don't let it get in the way.  I make my own happiness.  If I need to move on....I do. If I hang on to what I want, I cherish it.  Don't let jealousy ruin what could be a good thing.  I really have nothing you don't have.  I can't do anything more for your man than you can.  And if you think I look good, maybe you should wake up next to me in the morning.  LOL  (But don't be doing that, it would scare the shit out of me to find someone in my bed I wasn't expecting, male or female!!)