BP takes down signs, hides behind Shell

BP should be ashamed and embarrassed by the loss of lives and the mess that they've created in the Gulf of Mexico....but this is a bit ridiculous, don't ya think?? 

I took these pics in Elberta, Alabama a few days ago.

Results from the fishing trip...

Did I not say she loves mudpuddles?
She used that old chair (I caught
that thing over a year ago) to prop up her SpongeBob pole so she could make a mess of herself while waiting

for the fish to bite.

I had previously "caught" that board laying on the ground in front of her in the 2nd pic. It was way out and buried in mud...I thought I was going to have to cut my line, then it finally started moving...we were excited to see what it was I was wrestling to reel in. I thought it might be another old chair but Soph closed her eyes just before I pulled the board ashore because she was totally convinced I was pulling in a dead body. lol)

Look at my little angler! She abandoned her own pole to reel in the fish that was on my line....it wasn't easy for her, but she did a great job.

And here she is playing with her new "pets."

Yes, they're dead.

*P.E.T.A. fanatics- please control your crazy selves. There are plenty more fish in the dirty canal...and besides, that big one didn't look like it had much life left in it anyway.*

I told her she was being morbid, but she disagreed and told me she loves playing with dead catfish because "you can make them do anything you want."

I have a video of her making them talk to each other that's comedy gold, I just can't figure out how to post it. O well.

 This was the 1st time I ever brought fish home instead of releasing them. Soph had a fit to keep them for awhile, so I put them in the bucket that I use to carry all of our fishing equipment in...I had full intentions of setting them free after she was finished petting them (and feeding them large portions of the bait) but unfortunately they perished while still in the bucket.

Hey, at least they were being loved on when they died. And afterwards....lol.

We finally called it a day once it got so dark that we could no longer see the bobbers floating on the water. I would've stayed longer if I had been by myself, but Soph was getting nervous and jumpy every time the wind blew and the reeds and grasses around us rustled...she was certain it was alligators creeping up on us.
I assured her it was just the wind but she wasn't buying that story.
 No way I was going to make her stay there if she was scared, and since there have been a few alligators spotted in Bayou Chico recently I figured she was right and we might as well head home.
She got so jumpy while I was packing up our gear that I walked her up to the top of the hill by the park and let her wait there - fully out of reach of the gators - while I went back down to the water and packed up.
Of course then she was afraid that I would get eaten by alligators, so I had to keep talking really loud to her so she could hear me until I got back up the hill and was with her again :)

On another note, that is the LAST time I bring any fish home that aren't on ice and intended to cook & eat.

The aftermath of this adventure required triple bagging x's 2 ...and the next day I STILL puked while putting the 6 x's bagged fish into yet another bag -this time a heavy duty trash bag- before depositing in the trash can.

I was holding my breath, and the transfer to the heavy duty bag would've been successfully undertaken without any vomit produced except for the fact that when I picked up the bag of fish and attempted to quickly insert it in the larger bag...the wind blew...causing the larger bag to collapse shut.

When I reached down to pull it open again, the "drippage" from the bag 'o fish got on my arm.

I cried out in disgust - forgetting momentarily that I was supposed to be holding my breath.

All hope was lost then.
Not even Obi Won could've saved me.

Weekend blah's and Moronic people

I can't believe it's Saturday.
The last week just flew by so fast....
This was supposed to be my weekend to go out by myself...but alas, Ape left last night to "go to his brother's house" and took only Elijah with him. (as well as several nice clubbing outfits that he refused to explain. lol)
Not that I mind having Sophia, she's the best company in the world, but now it's not MY weekend anymore.
Yeah yeah...me me me me me me. All I ever hear from Ape is how selfish I am, though he's NEVER here and has his own free time every single day. All day long. And mostly every night too.
Nothing wrong with having some time all to myself to relax....something I NEVER get.
I really try not to complain, I don't like bitchy people and don't want to be one....but damn.
He's going through his domestic violence classes (batterer's intervention) but he's seriously failing to implement any of that education into our daily lives.
Not that I really expected him to, but I thought he might at least TRY.
Wishful thinking. As usual.
I myself am attending the "womens education" classes...basically teaching exactly what domestic violence is and how to avoid it or deal with it from their partner and what one can do to stop it from happening to themselves.
I've learned a great deal from these classes even though I thought I already knew everything.
It's also been enlightening to look through Ape's class folder and see what he's been "learning" and the things he writes on his homework papers. lol.
Recently I learned that the reason I was stuck in NJ for 3 weeks with no money was not because he didn't have the $ to send me like he said he would, but because he just didn't feel like sending it.
Why? Because he (advised by his mommy) thought that I would just stay there and (I quote) "abandon the kids with me"
As if.
And then he himself left our kids in Arkansas with his mother while he returned to Pensacola....along the way trying to pick up strange internet whores to take home with him. For real.
And when the hypocrit's own abandonment of myself and our children wasn't enough to get rid of me, his mother went  apeshit and accused my oldest son of raping his 3 younger siblings. lol.
Yep, the crazy smoked up bitch really threatened to call the police and DCF and make false accusations and ruin my child's life in order to get me to relenquish custody of my 2 youngest to Ape.
Didn't work.
Her bullshit would've (and was) found to be false, but in order to keep her from making from those calls and sparing my sweet boy from her sick accusations and the embarrasment of an investigation by DCF, I had to move back in with Ape w/ Elijah and Sophia.
That pissed her off beyond all belief.
Then she came up with the bright idea of offering Ape 60+ acres of her land and $ to build a house on said land IF he could get sole custody of the kids and move to Arkansas without me.
Didn't work.
Most recently, within the last 2 months, her scheme to buy our home (without my knowledge) from Ape and then evict me from "her house" failed miserably...because she's an idiot and didn't realize that he can't sell the house without my signing it over as well because my name is on the deed as co-owner.
Duh.
That was right after Ape had gone up to her place w/the kids for spring break....and her plan for him to just stay there and not return failed because she doesn't know that KIDNAPPING is illegal.
Oh, the day she dies will be a joyful one for me....if I'm still alive myself.
She's running out of ideas to get rid of me....I suspect that sooner rather than later she's going to resort to hiring a hit man.
Why does she hate me so much, you ask?
I have no idea. I've never done a thing to her. It's just the way she is.
Now I know why Ape didn't want me to meet her way back when we first got together....lol.
She's just one of those twisted women....acts like a jealous girlfriend rather than a mom to her son.
It's really rather sick.
I could go on and on with examples....even the pics he took during spring vacation.
I might post one later so you all can see. She's giving her own son the fuck me eyes in every picture he took of her.
Seriously, I couldn't make this shit up. It's all just too bizarre.
I'd really like to buy a small gun for protection, but I don't want a gun in the house...there's no where to really hide it and I wouldn't want Ape knowing that I have it. Much less the kiddos.
I'm thinking a taser would be nice. But once again, I don't want Ape to know about it and don't know where I'd put it. Hmmmmm....
So...enough of that rant.
I think Soph and I are going to go to the gardening center and buy some pretty plants for the yard.
Maybe a rosebush to plant over top of Sparta's grave. That would be nice.
Sparta was my beautiful Siamese kitten. I had her for about 2 weeks before Ape "accidentally" ran over her head with his truck.
Then I think we'll go fishing for awhile. Lots of huge catfish in the canal thingy next door to the house.
Or maybe the other way around, fishing then garden center, since it's looking overcast out there and if we wait too long we'll lose the opportunity to fish.
I don't mind fishing in the rain, as long as there's no lighting.....I rather like it actually...but Soph won't like it at all.
Then again, she might. Rain and rain puddles are her best friends :)

Bookworms rejoice!

I stumbled upon the niftiest website today where you can swap books with other book lovers.
You just list all of your books and then other members can request them.
You mail them the book and then you get a credit.
You also get 2 credits for listing your 1st 10 books.
With each credit, you can request a book from another member and they'll mail the book to you.
You pay the postage on books you mail to others, and others pay the postage on books they mail to you.
Saves an awful lot of $, since shipping a book is only a couple of $...if that.
Anyway, go here to check it out :)