HELLLOOOOO WORLD

I needs too  figure out a way to video blog because i gots a hell of alot of crap to tell ya hahahaha im so gangsta what what. jk jk jk jk jk jk little whiter girl from the suburbs should refrain from ever saying such nonsense i know. ................... blog post coming soon via the full on VLOG experience yall promise :)

WINTER HAS KILLED MY SOUL

Don't Worry World I haven't Died Yet!

Me and Winter have been mortal enemies for years upon years. The instant it becomes less then 40 degrees outside I begin my hibernation process and all creative motivation vanishes. My seasonal depressive tendencies coupled with the extremely confined condition of my humble abode plus my recent traveling adventures for work have all added up to a major mental and physical shut down for this gal. Sorry for the massive lapse between posts. This is my first attempt at writing since October so wish me luck...........

a lot has definitely happened since October to me and to the crazy band of nut jobs I call family :) Let me start off by say “ Happy Halloween, Thanksgiving, Kwanzaa, Hanuka, Merry Christmas and Happy New Years! Oh and Happy Valentines Day just in case.” 3 days after Turkey Day I went on the road, yet again, for work and spent almost a month in Albany NY. It was cold, crappy and I spent half my paychecks on gas alone but I loved being out of the house. While on the road the rents were in and out of court and also in and out of their lawyers office (bankruptcy crap). An extension was given to them yet again for the cleanup and they were 99% sure that the state would not be abler to foreclose on our house. I returned home to a very bitter sister who had been imprisoned in the house of junk for virtually the entire time I was gone and to two very oblivious parents who yet again were to wrapped up in their own junk they refused to see what was happening around them. Yeahhhhhhhh I love hostile loved ones just before the holidays. The icing on the cake had to of been waking up one morning 3 days before x-mass and finding a great big sign hanging on my tree in the front yard that oh so nicely declared to the entire neighborhood that our house was being foreclosed for back taxes and also how much we owed. Apparently the town didn't get the memo from the lawyer about a settlement........or they did and just didn't give a shit................ I wanted to put a huge bow on it and decorate it like a present. It said specifically not to remove the sign but no where did it say “please do not deck this signs halls with some festive Christmas cheer” ….................... the wind blew it down before I could get to it though lol............................... so my pops declared bankruptcy and he and his lawyer set up a payment plan for the back taxes. We no longer are in danger of loosing our house for that reason but ( here's the shocker) WE HAVEN'T CLEANED OUT THE DAM HOUSE EITHER!!!!!!!

Thanks to my new found love life/ boyfriend who lives in another state/disaster zone, a very personal crisis of my own and an overwhelming feeling of being defeated by the world I decided to simply put out some emotional fires between the rents and sis out so we could get through the holidays and ignored the rest of the house until the new year began.

We made it through Christmas and actually had a very decent time doing so. Mommy dearest is currently on weight watchers and is doing great :) 90lbs lost so far! Everyone lets clap for her because honestly I am with all my heart proud of her accomplishments. She's upped her getting out of the room and has even become apart of our family again. Only problem is she has taken over the kitchen and her and my father have become little project addicts which is for the most part OK with me because it keeps mama dukes moving around and a step closer to getting her health under control.

So where do we stand now? I have no f***ing clue!! We and when I say we I mean my father, have yet to do anything productive clean up wise in the past few months. Part of the problem is it being winter. As foreseen by the two brilliant charming Robinson daughters, snow plus deathly freezing weather has literally ceased all get this crap out of here efforts primarily because who the hell wants to move crap in the freezing cold winter? As for where they stand in the courts eyes....... yet a again I have no clue. My sister and I know what areas of the house need to be cleared for the most part but every time we try to ask them about it or about their plans on getting it cleaned or when the heck the next inspection is we get nothing as a response or some gibberish nonsense that is usually a half truth because they either don't want to be scolded by their daughters or don't want us to give our advice. We have tried and tried and tried to help them. Our only goal, though they will never see it this way, was to just get the junk out of the house so the town would finally leave my parents alone. We didn't expect huge radical lifestyle changes but we did insist that some of the “what things stay” power would be entrusted to us. That was and forever will be the deal breaker for us in this situation. Pop's needs real hardcore behavioral therapy but thanks to a life time of living how he want's will never ever ever be able to understand that he does. It sucks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love my parents and have completely let go off fighting them due to me just not having the energy. Sister sweets is on a war path with them and I can't deal with either sides any more. I just have no answers to offer any of them. I just pray that soon my father will hit a breaking point and finally ask for help. Until that day I only have one choice. Get my stuff in order as best I can and prepare for my future which will not include living here much longer. The biggest of all obstetrical I face is not my parents, because lets be blunt they're fricken adults and if they want to go down in a blaze of stupid glory so be it, but my sister. She is seriously disabled, fighting for the little bit of a normal life she has and is 110% limited to where she can go to get out of here. My mind starts to hurt when I think about the reality of her situation. If I don't help her or figure out a way for her to be taken care of like she NEEDS to be taken care of, then absolutely no one in this world will. Where does that leave her? Huh huh now I'm getting cranky pants here because I'm just pissed that after everything my family has been through there still isn't one ounce of stability for any of us to rely on esp for my sister. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...................................................I'm breathing.....

…........................ thinking happy thoughts like Glee and New York Cheddar potato chips and comfy socks....................................OK I'm better now. Well anywho, I promised I'd dust the bathroom shelves for my sister and my mother is yelling from her room that she needs help reading her e-mails ( double clicking is apparently tricky for my mother the cardiac nurse hahaha). Now that I've somewhat brought everyone up to speed a little I can wrap this entry up yo. Life is a silly thing and I happen to have one of the silliest fate has to offer. I shall do my best to get back to writing again not just because my sister has literally passive aggressively berated me about not writing virtually every day for 3 months but because I forgot how super cathartic it is!! I'm hungry now. Weird I know but typical krissy. I'll be back:)

I HAVE RETURNED

After three long weeks of work in good old Methuen Mass I've finally returned back to the “ Scariest Place on Earth” (REALLY!!! that's the name you had to choose for our episode?????? I just about peed myself when I saw that. Don't get me wrong it's definitely a fitting title just a tad in your face dramatic if used in an everyday conversation setting... example A.............

Me- Hey did you happen to watching hoarding buried alive last night?

Friend- Yes it was very moving?

Me- Oh was it the taking out the trash episode? Or the Sisters clash one?

Friend – Nope it was the SCARIEST PLACE ON EARTH one.

Me – ohhhhhhh that sounds freaky. Where there dead animals all over the place or where the hoarders just freaks?

Friend – No nothing like that. They were normal people, their basement was just jammed pact with a lot of crap and had some sweet cob webs and spiders.

Me – Well that's anticlimactic hahaha

….....................................................................AND …..................SCENE !!! )