So the other day I was commenting on this flickr account (sorry most of the photos are private). But I have provided some nice screen shots to give you an idea of what this psycho has been up too. She has been stealing peoples pictures and calling them her kids. What is it with people? Seriously!
Here are the links to the real Mom’s to these kiddos:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/lindley (although after telling her she set all her pictures of her son as private).
http://www.flickr.com/photos/nordensved/ (she made some cool screen shots to bring the kibosh down on this psycho chick).
So how did I find all this out? Well it started with her telling me in this comment box that she had given her baby up for adoption. Just read it and you will see how Effing nuts this chick is. I decided to do some detective work cause I suspected something being wrong for awhile. So I looked around at her photos to see if I could find anything key in them. I found a photo of her supposed son wearing a shirt that said “Handsome future doctor…blah blah blah” and did a Google image search. I wasn’t surprise to find it wasn’t her kid. But I was surprised to find she was stealing pictures of flickr and then putting them on flickr. Ballsy! I found little Matilda through a similar method. Since I figured she probably stole all picture from Flickr I searched flickr based on key words in her pictures.
I emailed both Mom’s an gave them the heads up and my account info so they could log-in and take a peek before I called her bullshit out. Why do people do this? Why? It is so fucking sick. This makes me want to lock down everything. So don’t be surprised when I do. Especially since that sicko has been looking at pictures of my kids. Gah, the Internet blows.
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Its boring in the beginning. But don’t give up, it gets cute.
Tonight’s agenda will include a little bit of light reading, followed by a prayer to god to help me make it through another day with Gavin John Grotegut. I have become what a hate, a woman who parents her child based on what she reads in a book. I have no choice though, I have to be a “book mom” or I will be admitted into the State Psych Hospital. I will be rendered useless by the shots of Ativan, Haldol, and Xanax. The only words I will be able to mutter are “GAVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNN STTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPP HITTTTTTTTTTIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGG”. It will be exaggerated like that too. I will use crayons to draw pictures of my son throwing tantrums ALL DAY LONG. It will be kick ass if I do say so myself. To add ice cream to the top of that nutty brownie, John works there. Can you say “secret conjugal visits in the supply closet?”
Continue reading ‘I am two tantrums away from a total nervous breakdown’
I need to update my blog roll. There are a lot of blogs on there I don’t read anymore and a lot that I do read that are not on there. Soooo, if you have a blog and its not on there PLEASE give me the address. I may read your blog and just not have it listed. Or I may not even know you have a blog.
Also if you have a flickr account I don’t know about, please make me aware so I can add you as a contact!
A post to come soon on my hellish two year old who may make me give up blogging all together because he is THAT bad!
From Sandi P.
With you having your hands so full lately, are you regretting having your boys so close in age?
Some days I would answer that question yes, and sometimes no. The reality is that I don’t know any different. Having them 18 months apart is all I know. Is it tough? Oh yeah! Especially since Gavin won’t let me hold his hand. So I end up carrying them into every store we go into. On the other hand I was already in baby mode, so having Keaton was seriously no big deal. Sure more diapers to change and another personality to deal with. But so far so good.
So I guess to answer your question, I am not regretting it one bit. But ask me in a few months again, I may have another story to tell.
Continue reading ‘To answer your questions (two weeks later)’
Back when I started this whole Blogging gig, I quickly recognized that I hated the so-called “popular” blogs. Sure in the beginning I was pulled in by that certain mysterious allure that they had. I would get online every day and read “dooce” and “alittlepregnant”. I would leave comments on all these “influential” blogs, leaving my encouragement, compassion, advice, and so on. A short time later I realized I was just another comment, and it didn’t matter that I was even taking the time to type. It felt like high school all over again. The popular kids rejecting an overweight and then zitty faced Rachael. The rejection of course made me feel about two feet tall. I even considered giving up writing anything because I was not worthy. (Yes, I wasn’t one of the popular kids in high school. I know, so hard to believe cause I am just the coolest.)
Continue reading ‘Popular’
Sorry things have been slow and boring around here as of lately. Gavin got sick over the weekend. He had a high temp for about 3 day. That turned into a cold with a cough and a wheeze. He was coughing so hard he was throwing up. So now he’s on cough meds and decongestant. He is now only wheezey and coughing when he plays to hard. So hopefully he will be well soon because man is he driving me crazy with his crank.
Continue reading ‘Ah the boring blog returns’
Last week you turned 4 months old. I again will apologize for never being on time with these updates. I am just swamped these days kiddo. So swamped that it just hit me that 4 months of your life have passed by and I am just in disbelief. Its strange to think back before you were born. I was so worried about how everything would fit and work out. You were born and easily just fell right into your place in this family.
Continue reading ‘Month 4: The Meat Ball’
I have 7, $5 off coupons for Similac and I think one $2 off. Keaton is still exclusively (well nearly) on breastmilk. Besides the formula we do buy is just cheapy crap or Enfamil (they have my heart because of the Enfamil AR). So if you could use them just comment. I guess whoever is first will take them.
A new family tradition:
Keaton’s first haircut August 8, 2006-4 months old
Gavin’s first haircut March 4, 2006-5 months old
Keaton and John
Gavin and John
