<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587438327056420992</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:40:37.880-07:00</updated><category term='The &apos;70&apos;s....The Cleavers....Fantasy World....Lame Thoughts.....'/><category term='EX-HUSBAND WIMPY AND GIMPY'/><category term='Tootsie....cheapskate...GIT...Selfish asshole..jerkoff'/><category term='WIMPY EX GIT'/><category term='Candidate for vasectomy'/><category term='girly gurl..hilarious'/><category term='RAID MAX'/><category term='Pushing up daisies...SIX feet under...denial...paternity....GIT...'/><category term='PSYCHO'/><title type='text'>NOT SO SUNNY</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for me to blog/vent about my neurotic Ex husband and for everyone to read....I apologize for any stress I may cause during your reading of my blog! I will try to add some humor into this!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NOT SO SUNNY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17585646462708557346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587438327056420992.post-1148119957914053121</id><published>2006-12-18T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T10:22:59.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candidate for vasectomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIMPY EX GIT'/><title type='text'>Oh Happy Days..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh happy days.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I thought as much as I want to pitch a bitch fit about my EX GIT I should say I have blocked him from my one email account. OUTTA SIGHT OUTTA MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;OK I lied about the last part, I wished I &lt;em&gt;COULD &lt;/em&gt;get the ugly fecker out of my mind. Granted I AM glad he is out of the USA and so far away in England. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I got an email from a friend whom is dealing with a situation and my heart aches for her and her little one. Ive never met this woman and to be honest I do not know her that well,  though we have kids near the same age.. and both married assholes...and I think she is awesome and courageous in her efforts to keep her true feelings about her EX away from her child as not to influence her feelings about her father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am doing the same though my son understand most things.. he does not comprehend the realities just yet of WHERE his father is.....much less where England is other then far away as we call it, so for now this is a good thing being my son is only 2.. not quite 3 yrs old.  He in time like so many will have to make up his own mind about his father. Though I plan on saving all of these emails I have. I just dont think it will help his psyche to know anything about WHY he has denied him and the reason behind his thinking is cause I wanted a divorce, and gave him my maiden name....well he denied him from the day we found I was preggo so WHY worry about names! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wanna be like CHER in Moonstruck and when she is in front of Nicholas Cage...she slaps him across the face and yells..."SNAP OUT OF IT!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I commend alot of you women out there dealing with EX husbands not paying their support and not taking time with the kids as ordered.. and in my opinion, you should not &lt;em&gt;HAVE&lt;/em&gt; to tell the EX to come&lt;em&gt; VISIT &lt;/em&gt;their child(ren) in the first place!  Pisses me off how they really think they are hurting US and they are really hurting their child (ren) that they helped to create!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587438327056420992-1148119957914053121?l=notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/1148119957914053121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/1148119957914053121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-happy-days.html' title='Oh Happy Days..........'/><author><name>NOT SO SUNNY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17585646462708557346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587438327056420992.post-8027015139010188025</id><published>2006-12-16T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T22:21:07.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The &apos;70&apos;s....The Cleavers....Fantasy World....Lame Thoughts.....'/><title type='text'>Just Wondering.....as my mind often does......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just have a few thoughts in my head as I sit here blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder what it would be like if I had a life like June Cleaver and Carol Brady and even Marion Cunningham from Happy Days! Yes.. I tend to live in a dream world at times in my 40 something age! I MISS THE 1970's!!! I think a few of us women would have liked to have a man like these shows portrayed....but not everyone could marry a Howard Cunningham.... I used to date the RALPH THE MOUTHS myself! Geez Wally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Isnt it strange how the MEN seem to have changed since the 70's? I dont mean for the women to serve their man a cocktail when they walk in the door and hand them their slippers and a pipe and they plop down in THEIR chair by the fireplace and dinner is ready within minutes of their arrival..... but shit.....Id like to have dinner ready when I walked in the door.. the house smelling nice from the days cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess its ashame Im not Samantha Stevens from Bewitched or I Dream Of Jeanie!! I think if I were Samantha Stevens from Bewitched.. I wouldnt ride off into the sunset on my broom, I'd be the one shoving it up my EX GITS ASS sticking it where the sun doesn't shine! And if I were I like Jeanie.. I would cross my arms and blink my eyes and blink the FCUKING BLINKITY BLINK GIT OF A MAN I MARRIED INTO TIMBUKTO! I hope he stays in B F E !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok.. enough of my ramblings......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587438327056420992-8027015139010188025?l=notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/8027015139010188025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/8027015139010188025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-wonderingas-my-mind-often-does.html' title='Just Wondering.....as my mind often does......'/><author><name>NOT SO SUNNY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17585646462708557346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587438327056420992.post-7399353145488113984</id><published>2006-12-16T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T05:18:02.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pushing up daisies...SIX feet under...denial...paternity....GIT...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Below you will find an email I got from the GIT this past week...after I said he should send a letter if he felt this way to the courthouse and terminate his parental rights. I am SO glad all I need is 60 days of no contact at all from him.. and I believe these emails are evidence enough to warrant his parental rights to be terminated.....I wished I could tell him this...."Drop dead!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you not get the hint ?? You chose to have thatchild of yours alone.-Now you lay in your bed.,.Thatchild is not mine, And NEVER WILL BE! let me explainin english....That child has a compulsiveliar...deceitful....nasty...improper...vindictive.....andtotally NUTS!! Sorry i cannot and will not like tomeet your child whilst in your care...NEVER! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can see what I type to him....I will paste what I had typed to him.&lt;br /&gt;And as you see above, that was his response to this email below I sent to him. More then likely Gimpy wrote this for him though when my EX GIT was in a rage emailing he typed like this.....oh what a lovely wimpy-gimpy couple they make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this right... you do not want to ever have anything to do with our son, whom YOU deny and have from the start by not wanting to do the DNA cause you think I messed around......yet even with your KNOWING the reason why you are not named on the birth certificate after a kidnapping threat you made, and my giving our son my maiden name so you cant obtain a passport...... you did not think you were the father, yet changed your name to that of our son. And refuse to do the DNA to clear yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have never made any effort to see our son, have been hellbent on a personal vendetta against me which has not been beneficial to our sons life. You have not shown any concern for our son, you let others do your work.....hence calling DCF out once, along with the police to do well checks.........when you then knew our home address. It shows just how selfish and lazy and cheap you are. Taking the easy way out... saying you have proof from Paul,your brother that he slept with me....at your dead moms funeral.. of all days to tell you, as your email claimed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't do anything........as you have....just shows I am right about you all along. I guess I can thank you .......just for being yourself! Then I guess its good I wont ever hear from you again, right? What has been your reasons all this time for bothering me if you have felt you were not our sons father? It shows you have done nothing but harass me....and have been vindictive and combative towards me....never caring about our son....for 32 months. Your emails clearly show a hidden agenda. Thanks... You dont have to do anything ... you havent for 32 months, still denying you are the biological father....so why would you start now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shows how cold hearted of a man you are and that I married....your actions speak so much louder then your words........all this time 32 months...I find it sad at how you deny our son of knowing you and how you refuse to still fly over to see him. Jealous of a child......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a GIT he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587438327056420992-7399353145488113984?l=notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/7399353145488113984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/7399353145488113984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/2006/12/below-you-will-find-email-i-got-from.html' title=''/><author><name>NOT SO SUNNY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17585646462708557346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587438327056420992.post-6067481244204874802</id><published>2006-12-15T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T23:03:45.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tootsie....cheapskate...GIT...Selfish asshole..jerkoff'/><title type='text'>THINKING.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am sitting here thinking as I do to myself of course as my son is asleep and I sure wouldnt want to confuse him with this issue....but I just do not understand how a grown man can deny his own child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes like I agree, there are Deadbeat parents...Mothers and Fathers...who just abandon their precious children. Granted MY EX ASS has never physically seen our son! He is too much of a cheapskate ass to FLY over from England to come visit. He has never wanted to form ANY type of relationship with him.....just torment the hell out of me and I am SO fed up with his bullshit its not funny at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I see my husband in my son, as well as myself. He is a beautiful little boy.. I get teary eyed now as I sit here typing this out.....OK, so he has never paid child support ordered a year ago.....I dont care so much about the money the court ordered...its the fact that before I got pregnant... my EX ASS used to always speak about wanting a child....he would love to have this family......and because it took me quite some time to get preggo... hello I was 42 when I got preggo.. not 18 and ready to go.....he feels I cheated on him! I just wanted the man to form a relationship with our son, despite the distance.. but he is too cheap to do that much! JERK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me explain my situation in England. He never worked.. he did not want to get a work permit here in the states.. so we go to England.. living with his Mum in a one bedroom council flat.....he claimed he wanted to get a car the first week there, so we did.. with MY money that I brought over... which by the way supported us for quite some time.....and he never got a job.. after I helped HIM get the car HE needed to go LOOK for this said job he claimed he could get with NO trouble! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So guess what the sorry git goes out and does, while I am at the flat sitting there with his elderly mother.. which by the way I loved his mother despite what he may think, bless her she had dementia.. and it was like being with a child at times.. even she had tantrums like the EX so I know he gets some of that from her.. but dementia really does not help in the situation and she could not help herself as much as she was independant....she was set in her ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;SO the SOB goes out one morning.... claiming he is going to look for work.. and mind you.. jobs are there.. they have the JSA for gods sake.. they pay your ass to LOOK for a job!!!!! HE could get JSA ( Job Seekers Allowance ) and he got like 65 pounds a week.. thats over 100 bucks a week here in the US!! JUST TO LOOK FOR A JOB!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;AND his lame ass comes back.. after 6 hours.. Im thinking.. WOW.. they must have sent him to quite a few places to go to.....NOPE!! Not for my GIT of a husband.... he went to POOLE SHOPPING CENTRE and bought himself a freaking GAME CUBE and some games!! JESUS! I had given him the money to hold onto.. what a fool!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He comes in like a child on christmas morning.... "Mum, I gotta check this out.. to see how it works! I need the TV"! I said," Umm how did the job searching go Git?" ( From now on I think I shall call him GIT ..means a foolish or worthless person! Imagine that.. the name fits him! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The GIT says," I went to a few places, some are not hiring and one is to ring me back". Me being naive then....says.." Oh.. but GIT we do not need a freaking Game Cube!" His answer was" I plan on selling it.. I want to make sure it works". I said," Its NEW so I would think it would!" He then explains it is new and he can sell it and with a few games with it.. make a profit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well.. stupid me! This was the beginning of a LONG situation with the GIT! He was an obsessive compulsive shopper. Ok.. I am a woman.. hear me roar.. I LIKE to shop.. but do not feel the need to go to the MALL every single day for the damn week! The EX GIT did this.. if not the shopping centre... the strip malls.. the Toys R US... ASDA-WALMART....TKMAXX.. he HAD to buy something all the damn time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In a year of marriage.. guess what I got from him..... a pair of $30 jeans from Bluewater mall in London, a belt that was $10...a british flag pin for my purse along the embankment the day before leaving the UK that was $4.00 and a keychain from Gatwick the day we left that was $5.00!!! THATS IT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My GOD I married a woman trapped in a skinny ass mans body!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587438327056420992-6067481244204874802?l=notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/6067481244204874802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/6067481244204874802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/2006/12/thinking.html' title='THINKING.......'/><author><name>NOT SO SUNNY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17585646462708557346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587438327056420992.post-8593041467101498511</id><published>2006-12-15T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T05:14:34.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girly gurl..hilarious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAID MAX'/><title type='text'>WATCH OUT FOR THE MOZZIES !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I gotta tell ya... living with a grown man afraid of any flying insects was a real treat in England! Bad enough he would freak out in the middle of sleeping and scream and shout at me for something I did not recall or he was flipping out about in his freaked up head!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We would get mosquitos in our room and he would keep the light on swatting them killing them where ever they be at the time he squished them! I SO wished he had seen the BIG roaches here in FLORIDA that FLY!! Ashame I dont have a video of him screaming about the room swatting them afraid to be bitten by a mosquito...running about like a school girl! He was 43 yrs old at the time! If only I could send him a gift wrapped box of flying roaches for him to enjoy running from! I could probably hear him from the UK screaming for dear life!! Weeeeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;RUN FOREST RUN!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587438327056420992-8593041467101498511?l=notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/8593041467101498511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/8593041467101498511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/2006/12/watch-out-for-mozzies.html' title='WATCH OUT FOR THE MOZZIES !!'/><author><name>NOT SO SUNNY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17585646462708557346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587438327056420992.post-1899011514946781523</id><published>2006-12-15T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:02:50.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PSYCHO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EX-HUSBAND WIMPY AND GIMPY'/><title type='text'>Emails....</title><content type='html'>One thing I do not comphrehend is a grown man harassing ME after 32 months since our sons birth, stating he does not feel he is the biological father, refuses to do the DNA testing, claims he has proof his brother admits to sleeping with me, and send me emails...his gimpy girlfriend in England as well sends them to me.. ( BTW I call them Wimpy and Gimpy ) and she can threaten me all she likes...make threats of kidnapping a child he does not feel is HIS....and I hate how nothing can be done to them til they ACT UPON those threats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We.. they only have a physical address for me.. Id be damned if he ever gets my home address!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to harass me..... cause they can is their reasoning! Oh yes I am coming unglued! I am the mental case...druggie and bad mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother years ago baker acted me...my mom, bless her soul was a manic depressive.. we were talking one day...I said if I ever got real sick, I would rather kill myself then suffer and have family watch me suffer, in a coma..etc......she took it as I was suicidal... baker acted me and I spent 3 hours in a mental health facility, talking to doctors. I was let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME being the trusting wife...telling my (NOW THANK GOD EX ) husband....about it... years later he thinks a peice of paper he got from the court states Im schizophrenic per the doctor that saw me and I was kept for 72 hours! . Funny I got the same report and nothing of the sort states that I am some mental freak ( though I married one, oddly enough! ) and I walked out on my own after 3 hours of being there! Its a 3 page report.. one with my info, my Moms and the last one with my address and job description at the time! I like how he claims to have all this proof!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587438327056420992-1899011514946781523?l=notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/1899011514946781523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/1899011514946781523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/2006/12/emails.html' title='Emails....'/><author><name>NOT SO SUNNY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17585646462708557346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-587438327056420992.post-3116264705039058250</id><published>2006-12-15T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:52:56.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day it was!!</title><content type='html'>I should start off by explaining a bit about my blog. This is a place for me to vent about my Ex husband. We have a 2 and a half yr old son whom he denies. From the moment I found out I was preggo living in England, where the git is from, he had denied he is the father hours after getting the results! Just what a married PREGGO woman wants to hear from a man ( if I can call the wuss that! ) on her 42nd birthday of all days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a jerk I married!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/587438327056420992-3116264705039058250?l=notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/3116264705039058250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/587438327056420992/posts/default/3116264705039058250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsosunnyinthesunshinestate.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-day-it-was.html' title='What a day it was!!'/><author><name>NOT SO SUNNY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17585646462708557346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
