What's in a name anyway?

I haven't been called Rinkydink in over 8 years.  That was the name my dad use to call me.  But what’s in a name?  Something I’ve been called all your life, a term of endearment that no one else called you but you know it’s the very essence of who you are...

... or who you use to be.

It’s sad that we only appreciate such things when we have no idea it won’t last forever.  For me, I was called that for 46 years.  It's weird to know I exist in a world that he is no longer a part of.  But to remember the name I was once called with love and affection means more to me then he would have ever guessed.

Are you Serious?

I am absolutely floored by the audacity of people who quit a job without a notice... any job...  and then ASK FOR FAVORS! 

Stop it! 
Move on!
You're not my problem anymore and your problems are not my problems! 
I'm not your bank, your momma or the fixer of all things! 

WTF are you thinking!?!? 

If you find yourself in a sticky spot because you have no money... it's called KARMA BITCH!

WTF are you thinking!?!?

I am absolutely floored by the audacity of people who quit a job without a notice... any job... not just employment with me, and then ASK FOR FAVORS!  Stop it!  Move on! You're not my problem anymore and your problems are not mine!   I'm not your bank, your momma or your fixer of all things!  If you find yourself in a sticky spot because you have no money... it's called KARMA BITCH!

I’m not gonna sugar coat the truth, I’m not Willy Wonka

My blog is of the raw nature. It's the truth of what I feel.  It's not the bane of my existence or anything, but it is meant to be a safe haven to express feelings.  Sometimes they might be feelings of anger even though, I am mostly a happy person posting silly insignificant thoughts...it's nice to know when I'm not... I have an outlet so I don't have stress related issues.  Stress is hard on the body and the older you get... the less you need to deal with it. 

Life's too short ya know...