My Clock is Ticking

A lot of my female friends around my age, 25 years young, want to settle down, get married and progress towards having children. My friends that dont have children, really want children. And I'm starting to get that yearning as well...

I've been having these dreams and experiences. It seems like everything in my life is pointing out that I am missing a little someone in my life. So, I've decided to do something about that! My mother will not be happy and she even threated to kick me out if I went through with my plan, but I just cant help myself. Something deep down in my soul is telling me that I want a puppy. (I know y'all didnt think that I was talking about a stinking ass baby!...um, ugh!).

I had a dream about the puppy below. In my dream I left him at home in a box for a few days and he was hungry, but happy to see me when I returned. Last saturday, my hunny and I were at the mall and I saw the same puppy. We made eye contact...and I fell in love. As we walked by, the puppy got up, wagged his tail and wanted to come to me, but he was on a leash. Then I realized that the puppy that displays on my schools account screen saver is a white poodle. Thats three signs, and three is my lucky number.

I can't believe I feel like this over a dog, but my puppy clock is ticking!

My Mother is Crazy

I love my mom...

But she is crazy as hell! Check out the evidence!!!

• She went on a walk through the neighborhood. As she was walking she saw a little girl learning how to ride a bike in her driveway. The girl was pretty big and she was a little older, so my mom guessed that something was wrong with her (as in she was probably slow). There was a black SUV or as my mom calls it an SVU in front the driveway. The little girl peddled down the driveway on her bike toward the SVU and POW! She ran into the vehicle full force. My mom fell out laughing. Now y'all know that aint right!!!
• My mom is scary....I mean scary! The front door must be booby trapped at all times so she can tell if someone has been in the house or not. Below is the front door with the rug pulled up. There is also a piece of cardboard stuck between the door and the frame. If she comes home and the cardboard isnt there or the rug isnt pulled up someone has been in the house.

• The alarm goes on at 9:30pm sharp! I cant open any windows or go out of any doors after that time. If I do the alarm will go off and she is pissed. I would turn the alarm off and then set it back if I had to go somewhere after 9:30pm, but she wont show my how to set it. Probably because she doesnt want me to turn it off and forget to turn it back on.
• I let her babysit my beautiful betta, King, while I was packing and moving. I told her that he can eat once a day or once every other day. If he eats too much, he'll die. She left me a frantic message at work and said to call her back so I can check on the fish. I called her back and she said that he was at the top of the water flipping around. I said, okay...he's a fish. She said she feed him and he was still at the top like he was hungry. So she was going to feed him everytime he came to the top or everytime she felt he was hungry. I tried to explain that he was a fish and he is going to swim around, he doesnt understand being at the top or the bottom of the bowl. My poor fish is full...
• And lastly, my mother is something like my granny...she is a hoarder! Yes, she has icy hot that is older than me. She has clothes that she will never wear, cant fit and are out of style by at least 30 years. She has so many clothes that she filled her walk in closet and my whole closet. Seriously....seriously...

My plan was to move back in to save money, but I dont know how long I can last. The first day I moved in I started looking for apartments and houses (not only because I miss my hunny, but because this lady is crazy).

Please pray for me!

They Messed with the Wrong Woman!

So.....

I got 20-30 calls from a number that showed up on my caller ID as 444-198. I answered and it was a man named Mike Davis, with a thick middle eastern accent, from the Federal Investigation Department. He told me that I had taken an online payday loan with Cash Net USA and I owed $370. I proceeded to explain that I did not receive $370 from anyone and I did not owe Cash Net USA. He read off my social secuirty number, home address, work address and driver's license number to show me he was legit. He then threatened me with legal action saying that there was a law suit filed against me, I was facing jail time if I didn't pay and that he felt sorry for me. I asked for proof that Cash Net USA deposited the money in my account or wrote me check and he said that they can only provide proof after I pay the debt.

Now, by this time, this man has pissed me off. I'm yelling, cussing and calling him a fraud. I hung up on him. He then called me back all day on both my cell phone and work phone. This man called me so much that I had to turn off my ringer on my work phone and completely turn off my cell phone!

I know that I did not accept a loan with Cash Net USA. So, I googled Cash Net USA and found that there is a scam where someone will call posing as a debt collector from the company. Since I'm smarter than the average bear I called Cash Net USA who had no record of me and confirmed that I have no debt with them. They were aware that there is a ring of criminals who pose as a third part of Cash Net USA. I filed a complaint as well as a report with the Federal Trade Commission.

Okay, so this all happened at about 9am. Do you know that these people are still calling me claiming that I owe $370. LOL...and when I told the man that he was a fraud and asked him his company all he could say was umm uh huh, which infuriated me. I went Judge Judy on him and told him uh huh is not an answer! I want your company name, physical address and telephone number so I can call the police. If you're a legitimate third company you will have no problem disclosing that info for payment. He hung up on me. I thought it was over...nope...still getting calls. I've filed a police report and then I'm going to put a fraud alert on my social security number.

For everyone else...please safegaurd your information. Be wary of reciepts you leave around, bills and mail offers that you throw away instead of shredding. Mr. Mike Davis might be calling you next.

I guess this man thought he could punk me. I am not that. Mr. Mike Davis, you are messing with the wrong woman!