Thursday, September 20, 2012

Life with the Lynchmob........

The newest Mr. and Mrs. Lynch
 So it has been about 6 weeks since I've blogged. My friend Rhianna reminded me that I haven't blogged and I have to admit that I am touched that she noticed.  Most people that read it don't comment or like, so I really don't know who is reading.  It should be more therapeutic  than anything, and I do admit, that it does help to let it all out.
In Jays Back yard
Jayson and Guoda are doing amazing.  Working full time and going to college.  Both of them are always willing to help with Stevi since Jay has officially moved to San Francisco for work.  It made sense when Guoda suggested they move into the house with us to help and for them to save money towards buying a house and to help me out financially since now Jay and I are really supporting 2 house holds.  The Bay Area is not cheap, at all!  A studio apartment is anywhere from $2000-$3000 a month, in East Palo Alto its around $1875, but I think it would cost more to replace your tires and tools and vehicle in the event that they are stolen.  It made sense and my Mom dipped into my trust fund (LOL) to help us buy a travel trailer that is only $1075 to park for 28 days at Candlestick Rv Park in South San! FOR THE BAY AREA!   Hey it includes power and hook ups and has a shower.
Daddy's little girl to the end.
 We agreed that seeing each other twice a month sucks, but why work out of town if you are going to spend all your money driving back and forth on the weekends, plus wear and tear on your vehicle.  So we are taking turns making a trip once a month.  Face timing and texting.  I admit it.....I miss him.  We never really fight and I have been a bit of a bitch lately, to Jay and Stevi.  I'm sure that is it.  If I have been a bitch to you "I apologize"  lately it seems to happen like a hiccup that erupts out of nowhere.
Stevi Punkin Lynch Sophomore year....aka...Uncle Steve, Stevo, Big Steve, Scrumdidliumpious, Juice Boxx, Whooty, White Chocolate, Punkin.
Stevi, Stevi, Stevi.  She is a good girl.  More like my Mom or my sister. Has the ridiculous jealous insecure cheerleader hating on her right now, just because we live across the street from her boyfriend, who apparently is part of a gang (name changed) called the Broke Gang.  She was threatened at school by a senior boy, he said he was going to "Beat her Fucking ass" because he felt that the jealous insecure cheerleader needed help apparently because she is defenseless against Stevi's beauty.......(beauty is always much more powerful from within).  Sadly, these kids are on a path quickly to nowhere and since this girl is a cheerleader, she seems to keep her hands clean by using this gang to bully pretty girls (Stevi is not the first by far) to stay away from her fluffy druggie boyfriend.  She shouldn't flatter herself, he is not now, nor will he ever be Stevi's type.  So the on going saga of a 15 year old girl, trying to make it through life continues.  

Through all the drama, Stevi has managed to keep her grades up, make Cheer Captain of her competition team and refuses to take Tai Kwaondo because she feels that physical violence is disgusting and beneath her. (that's where she takes after my mom and sister).  All I can say is if I were in high school today, I would be in Jan Evans........


Elaine said...

I don't think that Tai Kwaondo promotes violence, but it is a way to protect yourself if you need to. And, yes dear. You would be in Jan Evans and the bully would be in the hospital. I'm happy that you're blogging again!

Yavonne Kalama said...

Hey girl, I feel ya. We pay for 2 places also. Its no fun In the long run I Know it will work. Monte has been working 6 days a week. Up at 4 gone by 5 home at 3:15. Saturday is the only Day off.He always wants to go riding, by himself and I do understand. He never gets out cause he is to tired. We have 5 more years of this and I do see a light at the end of the tunnel. Meet J in Dixon. When he has time . Have him take the train and you pick him up. Its a 2 to 3 hour drive for you. Met have something to eat and go back to Reno. Just a thought so it cuts down on time and Money. Never take the train to Dixon its a Nightmare..Love ya need a trim.. see ya in the Spring..