I married a backseat driver

I got into this relationship with my hubby knowing he was an electronic buying junkie-something that has caused it's share of quarrels-but, I can handle that compared to his other annoying habit.

Whenever we go somewhere, I do not volunteer to drive. Why?

BECAUSE MY HUSBAND IS A BACKSEAT DRIVER.

"Do you see that car turning?" he asks.

"Watch out for the car behind you!" he yells.

"Did you put on your turn signal?" he asks again.

"You need to go the speed limit," he states.

"I could do that better," he mumbles.

I tell him that I know how to drive and I've been driving since I was sixteen and I've been doing just fine before he came along. I like to remind him that HE has been the only one that had to turn in car "mishaps" to the insurance company since we've been together. He seems to think he has to "help" me with my driving (which does not suck) because as he puts it- I'm a woman.

I understand I just now made hundreds of woman want to hunt him down and run over him with their cars and then blame it on the fact that they are women and can't drive.

Would you like our address?

The light at the end of the tunnel

Things are a bit better around here. We (my side) have decided to let things go because we are fighting a losing battle to prove our side. You can't make anyone see something when they refuse to open their eyes to see it. Sometimes, you win just by knowing you are right. This isn't anything new to me. I've been having to be the one to "just drop it" all my life. Being the bigger person is not fun and can give you high blood pressure occasionally.

Anyway, I need to get back to business and by that, I mean WRITING. I have been neglecting my article writing, and for those who wondered if I was ever going to write my next chapter to my book, I will try to have that up by tomorrow or Saturday. If you missed the first chapter, you can find it here.

If you've been checking out my other blog, I have some more food photos up and another foodie blog interview. Here's some photos of my cinnamon rolls.

Are you hungry now? Me too. I'm off to eat some lunch and finish that next chapter-I'll try not to pick a fight with anyone, but I can't promise anything.

Family?

I'm still around. I just have been through alot with "family" problems. When you have a family member who has done alot to you over the years and then blames your kid for something they didn't or would never do, you just got to say 'enough is enough'.

It's hard though, when you don't have the support of your other family memebers. It's always a losing battle when it comes to anyone standing up for me and my kids. When a parent plays favorites, you don't stand a chance for any support-especially when you stand up for your kid and they say that you are the one causing trouble. WTF? I am? I'm always the one this other family member comes down on.

I actually felt bad for distancing the one person that I would not want to lose contact with, yet she just shot me down. She will never take my side or my kids against this other family member and it's pretty shitty how this all went down.

I will stand by my family and protect them against this person who did the same thing to me years ago. Little do these people know, they should be concentrating on someone else in the family, not my daughter.

So, I guess I'm the black sheep as usual. Baaah.

I'm so glad I have you guys to talk to. I don't know what I would do without you. Funny, how people that you barely know can be there for you the most.

Anyone want to adopt a 40ish woman with good teeth, a lot of baggage, a big addiction to chocolate and who just gave up Dr. Pepper at the worse possible time?