You don't even know the half of it

So stop pretending you do.

It's time for a confessional. I haven't said anything about this for various reasons.

3 years ago my boyfriend was laid off from work because his company closed down and shipped their jobs overseas. He got a severance package and went on unemployment while looking for jobs.

Applying for job after job after job after job. No one called. He exhausted every extension of unemployment that Obama allowed for. And then it was down to just me working. But my income was not going to be enough to pay the mortgage plus the bills. In fact sometimes it was JUST ENOUGH to pay the bills and keep gas in the car.

My first thought was Oh my Gosh my house! What is going to happen. So, I Called the 1800 number for customer service. They told us before we could attempt to get any help, house payments would already have to be late and the loan be in default before they could direct us into what to do. Crazy, I know but this is what they told us. They then said to go to my local branch and as to speak with a local mortgage officer. So that is what we did. We let a few payments miss and then went to the branch that happens to be near our house. The teller said "we do not have a mortgage officer that is here all the time. There are only a few that are in Milwaukee. They go from branch to branch. Here is the number. Leave him a voice mail and talk to him about meeting up. He is really good about calling back."

So I called & left a voicemail. Didn't hear from him the next day so I called again, and again and again, NOTHING! I called this guy a TON of times. He never called me back. So I went back to the bank and said "look, your mortgage guy who you said was really good about calling back, isn't calling me back. Meanwhile I can't afford house payments so unless you want it to foreclose, I suggest you find me someone to talk too." she gave me the phone numbers of the other 2 mortgage officers and I left.

I got in my car ad called them both and left voicemails. And repeated this daily for a few weeks. Meanwhile, I also called the 1800 number back and she said she was sorry there was nothing she could do for us and that we needed to speak to the local mortgage officers. I hung up the phone and cried. I couldn't think of nothing except that We were going to be homeless.

I got a hold of a program here in Milwaukee called Take Root Milwaukee. It's an organization that is supposed to help Milwaukee families stay in their homes. When I called them they had a long list of qualifications to meet and there was a ginormous wait list for assistance. Fabulous. See, Milwaukee is like the 4th poorest city in the nation. So when someone applies for a job, your applying with at least 5-800 other people. The odds are not good.

So here we sit. No one trying to work with us and the odds stacked against us. In January, we got a letter from our bank saying our loan has defaulted (duh) and in the middle of the letter all by itself said "intent to foreclose". I lost it again!

About a week later we got a letter from a lawyer representing out mortgage company saying they started the process of foreclosure and now all communication about the property was to go through them and that there would be no contact with the mortgage company from this point on. So I called the lawyers office and got a sweet girl on the phone. I explained to her what was going on and asked her if there was anything that could be done to rectify the situation. She said the only thing we could do was to pay to get caught up. I told her I couldn't do that and she said she was sorry that there was nothing todo but to let this go through. So I cried, thanked her and hung up the phone.

We decided it was just time to let go. That there was no point in holding on and trying to fix the situation because all of our attempts have failed us. So we let go of the house. We have been cooperating with the lawyers and know everything happening. But it's still hard and it doesn't make it any easier. we are still the owners of this house for a few months but we decided it was best to move before school started this way I didn't have to pull the kids out and restart them again. So on August 1st we will be turning the property over the the lawyer and the mortgage company. They have been notified we are leaving early. I hate that it has to come to this, but, we have come to terms with the situation and are just letting go. Sometimes you have todo what you have to do. People may say oh I'd never let that happen if it were me, but the truth is you don't know what you'd do until you are faced with the situation yourself. And you won't understand how it feels to have all chances of help slammed shut in your face until it's done to you. I wouldn't wish this experience on ANYONE but unfortunately it's happening everywhere.

So, that's my confession. My house is foreclosing and there is nothing I can do. My mortgage company are assholes and I hate them. It's very bittersweet to be moving. It's sad because this was our home. But it's exciting to take my family out of a city full of crime, drugs, and a school system that is going to shit a put them In a safer community with a school system that is better than here.

So to my lovely sister-in-law who likes to assume she knows what is going in:

Please just stop!! You really have no clue. You are assuming that We have done nothing and are Just sitting back watching my life go down the tubes when that is not the case at all. You say you are the type of person to HELP when someone is in need but you haven't even offered. In fact, I don't recall you EVER helping us. Yes you let me sleep over there a few nights while Larry and I were having problems but you have never helped us. Infact, you have never helped anyone in this whole family. But, anytime you or Artie needed help with ANYTHING we dropped whatever we were doing and pretty much ran to your house to help no questions asked.

Do you think we are enjoying this situation?? Do you honestly think we are ok with all of this?? You should know better but you choose to hold yourself to a higher superiority than others and assume things that you don't know to be true with all of your second hand information. Your not coming to the source so you listen to everyone else. You wouldn't come to the source anyway because you assume we are liars.

As for Branden not going to a top school. We are not denying him that chance. Even before we decided to move, we took him to the testing for multiple schools, Reagan being one of them. he will tell you himself that he messed up and that's why he didn't get accepted into that school. He didn't finish his test. He spent too much time on the math and didn't do any other parts of the test. Veritias just didn't accept him for who knows what reason. So your assumption that we are not giving him the chance is idiotic. And he is not disappointed that he won't be going to school there. He is excited to get out of MPS.

So How about when it comes to my family, you shut your mouth. Oh wait, you can't because that is all you know how to do. You have no clue what is going on so mind your business. I'm sorry I don't get to sit on my ass and "create" jewelry which you really just copy logos of things and have all the riches of the world while you husband gets disability (out of his control I know) and then bitch about how your so sick and tired of having to do everything for him. I actually have to work for my money.

Bitch get over yourself. Your not as cool as you think you are. Mind your business. I don't go searching and scouring for you on the internet because I honestly couldn't give a rats ass about you.

And for the record, you ARE a backstabber.

Leave my family ALONE!!





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I'm Not A Fan of Sharing

My bed that is unless it's with the boyfriend. (stop thinking naughty)

Ever since my 1 year old has decided her crib is not so cool to sleep in, she has been in my bed. And I'm not to happy about that.

Something triggered her to not want to sleep in her crib and we just can't figure it out. I am almost betting on that it has something to do with the fact that her crib mattress is lower. She figured out how to pull herself up a month or so ago, so that means it was time to lower the mattress. And ever since, she wakes up crying the moment we hold her over the crib. Sometimes we can get lucky and she will stay asleep, but that is very few and far between. Not fun.

So, my bed has become her bed. And I'm not a fan of co-sleeping. It's just not my cup of tea. This bed is MINE! This is where I sleep and get my rest. It's hard to sleep when you have a floppy 1 year old in your bed. Kicking, slapping punching, etc it's a great way to get a restful night sleep. NOT! I need my sleep. I don't sleep well as it is, I don't need her help to not be able too.

I tend to get very frustrated although I'm sure daddy enjoyed being woken up to baby kisses and little nudges this morning.

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I'm leaving

On a jet plane...

Scratch that, I'm leaving in a moving truck. Well I personally won't be in the moving truck, but my belongings will be.

We are moving on August 1st. We are taking our things, our dogs, our kids, and ourselves and we are moving on.

Moving away from rude & inconsiderate family members, dumb ass drivers, bad schools, houses that are built way to close together, people that don't care about people, gangs & crime, and the house I raised my family in.

We are packing them up and taking them NORTH! North where people are considerate, The schools care about the education of their students, people don't drive like they are the only ones on the road, where there are no gangs or crime and I can raise my 3 children in a safe and happy environment.

Each child will have their own bedroom. Well Vanessas will be a play area for now until she's a bit older. My yard is big and my hide is cute.

We. Can't. Wait.

Branden & Courtney are so excited to start our new life together and go to new schools and meet new people and actually feel safe and wanted!

Northern Wisconsin, bring it on because we are ready!!


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Real Mom's

"Any woman can become a mother, but it takes a REAL woman to be a mom"

I think I got that covered! :c)


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Karma

I believe in Karma. I believe that all the negative you do, will turn around and bite you in the ass later in life. It may happen soon or it may happen later but either way, it will happen.

This isn't to say I am perfect because I am the farthest from. I will never say I am perfect. I have done my fair share of negative things. And a few times, it has come back to bite me.

I was raised to treat people with respect. I was always told treat others how you want to be treated. But it's not fair for me to respect someone when they don't respect me. And it's hard to treat people how I want to be treated when they are not returning the favor.

So now, if someone treats me crappy, they are going to get that same treatment back. And as much as I hate being like that it just has to be done. I will be damned if I will be nice to someone who is rude to me. So if you want to keep playing your game, I will keep playing back.

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Wordless Wednesday

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11 Years

11!
That's how long it has been since I graduated high school.
That's how long it has been since I have seen my step father, brother, cousins, friends, & grandparents.
That's how long it has been since I made a life changing decision.
That's how long it has been since I left Alaska. That's how long it has been since I have live in Wisconsin.

That is how long it has been since I have found myself in Larry's arms and that is how long it has been since we have been together. And I freaking love it.

On July 6,2000 I got on an airplane at Ted Stevens international airport in Anchorage, Alaska. And I flew to Milwaukee, Wisconsin to see a guy whom I had met in a talk city chat room a few years prior. I told everyone that I was only going for the summer and I would be back in a month or so.

Yeah, we see how that worked.

In 2002 I gave birth to our oldest daughter and we became a family of 4! We bought a house, went through some turmoil, recovered slightly, Larry lost his job, had another daughter in 2010, and still we are going strong despite everything tossed our way. We have our moments but we always come out swinging. (in a good way)

So, on our 11th anniversary (on the 6th) I have to say that I am so happy and in love even though we are not married. *gasp* but I am ok with that.

Good things come to those who wait right?

Here is to many more years of a happy life together. I can't wait to see what our future holds together.


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Note The Change

I had to let my domain name expire. I paid $2 for it but they wanted $35 to renew!

Umm not happening. So, if you have my link saved anywhere or have my button, please change the link to:

http://lifeunscripted1.blogspot.com


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Welcome To High School

As of last month I officially have a high schooler. And I couldn't be more proud. He on the other hand is slightly nervous. And he is also bummed that since we live in a big city, this means friends are split up.

We went to his graduation and it was all I could do to hold back the tears. I watched him walk in with his class, drum, sing, and watched a slideshow of pictures. It's crazy knowing that I watched all these kids grow into the teenagers they are now. I am a very very proud mama! He has struggled so much the past couple of years with various things, but he managed to do well in school despite all his hurdles.

So with that; a letter to my high schooler:

Dear Branden;

You left home on your last day of school looking like a very handsome young man. I was secretly crying inside because I feel so blessed and lucky to have watched you grow up and teach you everything you know.







Since the day I met you when you were 3 years old, I loved you. And as I have watched you grow, I couldn't be a prouder mom at all that you have become. You have gone through so much, but you never gave up and you never let all the hard things stop you.

Now you hold in your hands, 9 years of hard work.






You & I have gone through a lot together, but I wouldn't change it for the world. Especially because of our relationship we have now.

The next 4 years of school will be the hardest yet, but so worth it in the end. I can't wait to keep watching you grow into a man and watch you conquer the world and achieve all your dreams. I know you will do awesome.

I love you, Branden. And I'm so thankful to be your Mom!









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