Lie

 

Cut that didn’t start from me

 

Change of Habit

 If you're in old habits

Set in your old ways
Changes are a-comin'
For these are changing days

And if your head is in the sand
While things are goin' on
What you need, what you need,
What you need is a change of habit

Now if you're in the habit
To let your temper fly
When you talk with people
Who don't see eye to eye

And if you don't believe it
There's a newer world ahead
What you need, what you need,
What you need is a change of habit

A change of habit, a change of outlook
A change of heart, you'll be all right
The halls of darkness
Have doors that open
It's never too late
To see the light

So if you're in the habit
Of putting people down
Just because they're different
From the wrong side of town

Well, don't count on any medals son
They're pinning none on you
What you need, what you need,
What you need is a change of habit

Stella Attia Rachel Gonsior...or whatever you’re calling yourself this week

 Rachel....or whatever 

I am posting this on my blog to clear a few things up, on the off chance you stumble this way and read it.  

I know what happens when I email you.   

First and foremost, you need to know that I will never forgive you.  Nothing you say or do will ever change that. Additionally, although you're my sister biologically, not only do I not recognize you as such, and never will, I also no longer feel any sort of kind or loving emotion towards you at all.  

That will also never change. 

You know, and I know that Bernie GAVE me Susie's wedding ring. 

He didn't give it to you, he gave it to me.  

I know the EXACT date he gave it to me, the occasion and why he gave it to me. 

In the past, I've asked you to return it to me. You vehemently refused numerous times and finally said that if I gave you "Mike's File" back, you'd give me the ring back.  I sent the file to Mom. YEARS AGO. 

You recall the email you sent me: 

"If I pawned it why do I have it stupid selfish bitch your informants are pieces of shit just like u!" 

This email included a picture of said ring and a receipt with the date and time. 

(does this qualify as evidence of you owning stolen property? 🤔)  and I still have that email. (dated Monday August 19th 2013 3:58pm) 

Of course knowing you and your core personality, I do realize that there is a very good chance I will never see it again. 

(How sad is it that Mom has asked you numerous times to return it?  Nicely done Rachel)

I have accepted this situation in its entirety.   

John has not. Nor will he ever. He will NEVER let this go.  This is not a threat, its simply the truth. 

Evidently, you're incapable of seeing the damage you've done over this. (I wonder....was it worth it Rachel?)

Our toys

 

The car on the left, AKA Clarke is the 2000 Chevrolet Camaro that John bought for me after selling his Harley Davidson.

The car on the right is our 2002 Pontiac Trans Am Firehawk, (8,000 miles on it!) 

This car:

Is our 1993 Chevrolet Camaro Z28 DRM 450       AKA Christine 

This is a Doug Rippie tuner car, modified by Doug Rippie Motorsports

We’re having it sent out today to have a new gas tank and exhaust installed. We haven’t driven it for a few years. Less than 60,000 miles, engine rebuilt has about 30,000 I think?

Put Another Log on the Fire

My family’s anthem. If you’re a member, you know the lyrics by heart 

Land of Osbourne NEWS

Well readers, 

Within the next few days, I will no longer be employed by Hunter Douglas. 

On May 12th, it was decided to close the Roseville and Chicago locations of Hunter Douglas.

June 1st, myself and my 2 employees began the difficult job of clearing out the office.  

I'm sad to be forced to leave this position, as I've been in this industry since January of 1999.  First Steven Fabrics, then Warren Steven, then HD came in and I wound up here. 

Fingers crossed I can find something that will make me happy. 

In other news, John and I adopted 2 kittens from a gal in Cambridge.  One looks like a tabby/bengal mix, the other is mostly white with a few tabby markings.  Originally, we were just going to adopt the tabby we named Maverick (looks like he has a giant M on his forehead).  The gal we got them from asked if we'd consider adopting his brother, Marshall too, as the two were very bonded.  Sure why not.  

Welcome Maverick and Marshall toLand of Osbourne! 

April