Raspberry Sue

Hello. I’ve decided I’m going to type out part of my blog today, save it as a draft, and then add to it more later. I just want to write some things down before I forget.

So last weekend, I had my visit with my children on a Friday for 4 hours. I was late, but I felt that I needed to let the puppies out once more before leaving the house.

Anyways, we went to the dollar store, and picked up some flashlights, glow sticks, and my son wanted those silly glasses with the googly eyes. We wanted things that lit up since we planned to walk in the nearby conservation area, and with the sun going down, we needed some kind of light source.

It was a short walk, my daughter got spooked by the possibility of coyotes, and her brother started talking about ghosts and monsters. However, time kinda flew that day, because afterwards we planned on going to a park, and my alarm went off on the way there. I have an alarm that goes off at 7:30pm to notify us that it was time to head back to Tim Hortons (which is the pick up and drop off place that their father and I have arranged). So we went back to Tim Hortons, and still had about 20 minutes to kill. They wanted to try what I was drinking earlier that evening, a white hot chocolate, and I was like, sure, why not? Turns out that they became very wired from the white hot chocolates. They were behaving off the wall. So when my ex came to pick them up, he was trying to have a serious conversation with me, as usual, but I was having a hard time trying to not laugh at what my daughter and son were doing. Making faces, fart noises, pretending they were melting under the table, so on and so forth. Being children. It was funny. The kinda silliness that makes you want to join in. However, I didn’t want to be rude, and yeah, tried to listen to what their father was saying, despite the silly distractions. Lol So yeah, note to self: White Hot Chocolate makes your children go bonkers.

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After the visit, I returned home, and my man and his friend were having a fire out back. I think that was the night I got emotional regarding my mans drinking, I opened up and admitted a fear. Which isn’t easy for me to do. Ya know? I do worry about his drinking from time to time. And even though he has cut back, it’s the way he talks about alcohol that scares me. He sounds like an alcoholic. He needs to drink if he’s in pain, if he’s had  a rough day, to celebrate a good day, to chill with the guys. There’s a number of reasons/ excuses. And he knows that the reason I didn’t go out with him 3 years ago, it was because of his partying and drinking. Ya know? I’m past that phase, I don’t need to drink and party to have fun. I went years without drinking, it was when I started to date him that I thought, okay maybe I can loosen up a little bit. But now that I’m pregnant, and am going to be a full-time parent again, yeah, I’m going to be a bit of a  tight ass again. I don’t depend on alcohol. And when I hear him speak sometimes, it sounds like he does.

He tries to reassure me that he will straighten his act up when the baby arrives. But the thing is, I don’t want to go through the same b.s that I went through with my ex. Ya know? I don’t want to be stuck with another little boy that just wants to party, get drunk and high with his boys, while I’m at home trying my best to manage as a parent on my own. My man, says he knows what he’s capable of, as in when it comes to cutting back or quitting. But I still have my doubts. Compared to how much he used to drink, even his friends say he’s mellowed out. So I’ll temporarily sweep it under the rug, and yeah, only time will tell if he will straighten up and man up. Actions speak louder than words.

Yes I expressed some concerns I’ve had lately regarding my boyfriend and alcohol. But, I’m going to take his advice, hang in there a little longer, and have faith that he will show me I have nothing to fear. I do love him dearly, and I can only hope that I’m not going to go through the same shit as I have in the past.

Ya know? He says he’s always wanted a family of his own, to have a child. And with what’s he’s done so far, he seems pretty sincere. It could be just past experiences/ perspectives that could be haunting me. I worry and think too much. But then again, there are people that can’t give up a crazy lifestyle for the sake of their family. Please prove my fears wrong.

Source: Facebook

Source: Facebook

On Saturday, I went to Westmount for this event called Art Blast, which was being held at the For the Love of Art Centre. I would not have known about it, if it hadn’t been for Twitter. I find that Twitter seems to be a good way to find art events and exhibitions that I can participate in.

It was my first time at the For the Love of Art Centre. But yeah, I painted non-stop for 4 hours. The event is to support their centre. There will be an auction coming up, so all the pieces that were created there will be auctioned off starting Oct 31st, and the artists get 25% back of the proceeds that their art piece sells for. That’s cool. I get to support a non-profit organization that encourages art and creativity on the west end of London, AND I get my art out there. Yaaaay!! For more details regarding the auction, keep an eye on the following Facebook page: ForTheLoveofArtLondonOntario

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After the event, I met up with my man downtown and we did some shopping downtown.

Monday, I was home. Didn’t do too much. Tuesday, I have no idea what happened, just got some major pregnancy fatigue, and napped longer that day than I intended to. Probably means I need to eat more. But yeah,  I missed the New School of Colour this week. However, I was given the heads up that next week, the New School of colour will be on a Wednesday afternoon.

Today I was getting my appointments back in order and now that that’s taken care of, one less thing to stress about.

During the week, I have been supporting my friend Melly. If you haven’t noticed the re-blogs lately. I’m just so happy to see her standing up for something she believes in, despite the criticism she gets from people of higher supposed stature or status. Maybe I’m intrigued by her rebellion in a way. Ya know? People, even local news papers try to silence her opinions, but they don’t crush her persistence and determination. She has something to say regarding Homelessness and Poverty, and she’s damn well going to be heard. I love it! She even got interviewed on 106.9fm The X. I’m so freakin proud of her. It’s good to see her fight for something she believes in. Ya know? It’s like, my little Melly, she’s all grown up. She’s turning into quite the mighty woman. Get out of her freakin way!! Lol You can read and follow her blog at the following link:

Mel’s Life

According to my man, some family members on his side are getting a bit anxious to find out the sex of the baby. Unfortunately, I do not have that answer yet. We won’t know until early November, within the first 2 weeks, after the next ultrasound.

When we think about it, our home is never going to have a dull moment. 3 shitzus, 3 children (2 on weekends) . There’s always going to be something happening. Lol

My man and I joke around about naming our child; Raspberry Sue, no matter what the sex. Lol It gives us a good laugh. Raspberry, because my man has given my tummy so many raspberries during this pregnancy so far, that our child will probably think his/her name is raspberry. And Sue, because if our baby is a boy, my man says that name would toughen him up by the time he’s an adult. Imagine a grown man named Raspberry Sue, not one to mess with. Lol But no worries, that will not be the name of our Little Turkey Hunter, that name is just jokes. I think once we know the sex of the baby, we’ll get a better idea on what to name our child.

My man got the day off yesterday which was nice. He normally keeps himself pretty busy around the house, organizing things and cleaning. He was tuckered out by the end of the day. I find it funny how he says his dad is a workaholic, but so is he. However, I do have fun distracting him here and there.

Today I can relax, and do whatever.  Tomorrow, I go in to see my doctor for my third prenatal check-up, and that is when I can pick up a new form for my next ultrasound since the one I had had gone m.i.a. I do recall my ultrasound appointment being within the first two weeks of November. My man won’t be with me for this one, but I’ll shoot him a text as soon as I know the sex of the baby, and he can spread the news to his family.

Then Saturday and Sunday my children will be over, and I’m excited to take them out for Halloween. I finally decided what my costume is going to be, and I don’t have to buy anything except face paint. I just need jeans, and a plaid/ or button up shirt. I already have a hat I can use. But yeah, I’m going to be a scarecrow this year. A cute lil pregnant scarecrow. 🙂 Lol

Anyways, that is the basically what’s been going on in the life of Pooks. Over all it’s been good, with some worries, but not too much. Thank you so much for reading! Until next time! Peace and love – Pooks

“Your perspective on life comes from the cage you were held captive in.”- Shannon L. Alder

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How we can REALLY stop the stigma faced by those who are homeless and in poverty #ldnont

Despite all the criticism she’s been getting from people that are supposedly “higher up” on the social and economic scale, I admire Melly for standing up for what she believes in, and using her voice AND social media in a positive way to send out a powerful message. One that I don’t think should be disregarded when it comes to homelessness and poverty. So with that being said, Go Melly! I love ya chicky! And I love your persistence and determination. Be the salmon against that current of those that try to silence you. Hugs! – Pooks

Mel's Life

Sorry for the rants and such… just sick of people’s close-mindedness and selfish comments lately. I mean, here I am, not being paid by anyone or any organization to stand up for those in our community that can’t stand up for themselves, and I’m faced with the NIMBY attitude of the people in this city on an almost-daily basis. It’s sickening, and as I said in my post, I won’t stand down or back down from people who think they hold power over me for any reason.
I stand with and for many of the people I’ve met along the way of my 10+ years of being street level, homeless, and impoverished. I stand for the people who have died before being able to see a change happen in the eyes of society.
The real solution to the stigma, issue, crisis, epidemic, whatever you want to call it, is for…

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On Fire

So another week has past, and here I am again. Hi! 🙂 Lol

Anyways, I’ll begin with last weekend, which was AWESOME! I had my children over, and yeah, it was a good weekend. We also had a friend over to celebrate his birthday. His only request for his birthday was to have a fire in the backyard, and that’s what he got, along with hot dogs, and smores.

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My daughter, and my man, demolished an old dresser with a couple of sledge hammers. They looked like they had fun. I think my daughter enjoys helping out with whatever when she can. It will be great to see what those two create when it comes to the garden next summer. Yup, my backyard will be getting a make-over. It’s exciting!

My man and my son continued their match on Call of Duty Advanced, and yeah, my man got his ass kicked. Haha! I told ya, muh boy’s a gamer.

Oh! Another thing. My daughter mentioned that they ( my daughter, son, and their father) were struggling financially, and were a bit tight on food. Not in those words. But yeah, she let me know that they were struggling this month. But that is not the point I want to focus on, more of my man’s actions, and why he’s so freakin awesome! When it was time to take my children back home, before we left my place, my man packed up a bag to bring to my children’s  father. The bag included KD, canned food, and even some home-made chicken noodle soup he had made over the weekend. That’s just awesome!! Making sure muh babies are fed. Gotta love him. He really is a gentleman. ❤

Umm.. Monday, I didn’t really do too much. I think that was a social media guru day. Plus some organizing around the house.

As for Tuesday, the New School of Colour ran in the afternoon at 1:30pm due to renovations at the Ark Aid Street Mission. Congrats to them, they deserve a brand new spiffy kitchen for all they do for the community.

At the New School of Colour I completed the small acrylic painting I was working on, and that will be in the upcoming art exhibit called The Healing Palette in St.Thomas. Along with two older paintings of mine. So that’s pretty cool. There will be a variety of art from the members of the New School of Colour, so if you can make it out to that exhibition, check it out! It runs from October 23ird to November 7th at the Elgin Hospital in St. Thomas!

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Regarding The Healing Palette art exhibition. The lovely lady that is picking up the art pieces for the exhibition, I was told is a Pooks fan.  I was also told that because of this, I can submit whatever art piece I wanted, dark art or not. So that’s pretty cool. Thanks for being a fan. I appreciate it! 🙂

So the other 2 pieces I’ve submitted are oil paintings I’ve done in the past. One being my H.R Giger inspired, The Jester with the Oozing Eyes. Many people have claimed that they wanted to buy it, but never have. So now it’s up for grabs. And the other painting I submitted is a painting of tree people, which I currently named “Security”, because at that time while I was painting it, I was really trying to capture that feeling of security.

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As I’ve mentioned before, 10% of the proceeds off each painting either goes back to the New School of Colour, or the Ark Aid Street Mission. That is if they do sell. And if they do, I plan to put the rest of whatever my paintings make towards my man’s and I’s baby fund. With a baby on the way, we kinda want to prepare as much as possible, and this will be my way in pitching in, through my art.

Speaking of preparing for the baby. My mans sister offered to give us whatever she doesn’t use anymore when it comes to her son. Even though we don’t really know the sex of the baby yet. So that’s going to be a huge help. And my mans mother will be making baby blankets and whatnot. I am quite flabbergasted by the support, and I am grateful. Every bit helps. Funny how kindness can shed any form of resentment.

Yes, my mans mother and I got into a bit of a quarrel awhile back. But I can’t stay angry. She’s going to be our little turkey hunter’s grandma, better yet, a supportive grandma. Perhaps I’m not used to seeing family being that supportive. Heck, the one I was raised by belittled and abused me. I recall my supposed “mom” accusing me of using her when I needed help with my son when he was a baby. Hence why I tried my damnedest not to ask her for a freakin thing over the years. Ya know? She always had that tendency to twist shit around to make it appear like she’s a victim in one way or another. So of coarse I cut those ties with that family, and I have no regrets.  I’m just kinda left to my own devices to figure out what the heck a family really is. Sure I got in contact with my biological relatives. But I don’t have a really close bond with them, at least not yet. I try to keep in touch. The distance does make it difficult, considering most of my relatives are up north.

Anyways, when it comes to figuring out what a family is, I’m doing something right. My children adore me. Not bad for someone that has to figure it all out on their own.

Which reminds me, my son was asking for a facebook account. Thank goodness both my ex and I agree that a) he’s too young, and b) he needs to learn to read and write in order to use it. Anyways, if and when that time comes, hopefully my ex has the sense to make sure that THAT family is blocked from my sons account. They are not mine, or his family.

It’s bad enough that my supposed “mom’s” eldest sisters daughter tried to follow me on Twitter. Nuh uh… Damn rights I blocked her. Probably just snooping into my business to collect gossip for the haters in that family. No thanks!

Moving on…

On Wednesday, my man and I slept in, and he missed work that day. However, he made up for it, I think, by busting his ass off at home. Emptying boxes and organizing. This place is finally coming together and starting to feel like a home again. There’s less clutter from the move, and our home is becoming more functional. So yaaay!!

However, sometimes when it comes to organization, there comes disorientation. As in, things mysteriously disappear from all the cleaning and organizing that you have no idea where things have gone. Such as my form for my next ultrasound, and my appointment card for my next doctors appointment. AAAAAAH!!! So yeah, going to have to contact my doctor to get another copy of those, as I’m sure both appointments are coming up. It would be good to know when.

Other than that, today I’m blogging and reflecting. Oh!! I almost forgot to mention something regarding the New School of Colour. I may have possibly hooked up the New School of Colour with an upcoming Spring event. I noticed on Facebook that The Circle Women’s Collective was looking for artists, so I recommended the artists from the New School of Colour. They will probably be contacting The Ark, or one of the facilitators of the New School of Colour fairly soon. Yaaaay! I’m feeling both accomplished and proud. I did that! Little ole me! 🙂 Haha!

I should probably contact Leads as well, as my schedule went off skew since the whole sickness from the meds, followed by the nasty chest cold. Ya know? Get back on track with that. Even though I doubt anyone will hire a prego mama that is due in 5 months. Yeah, I’m kinda skeptical about that. Which is why I’m glad I have my art to fall back on if needs be.

I also need to start working on an art piece for the Twitter Art Exhibit.

Anyways, I see my children tomorrow for 4 hours. Yaaaay! However, I can’t be doing any running. Just waddling. Haha! Well, we always find something to do.

Other than that, looking forward to having another fire outback with my man this weekend. I did invite a friend, but she might have plans with her own man, which is understandable. With his hectic work schedule, they hardly get to spend much quality time together. So if that opportunity arises, I understand if she just wants one on one time with her man. Either way, my man and I are  having a fire, and hopefully the weather cooperates.

That is all I shall write today, hope you enjoyed! Peace and Love – Pooks

“What you allow, is what will continue.” – Unknown

My thoughts on Matt Brown’s Advisory Panel on Homelessness and Poverty #ldnont

I know I said in a tweet; “Speak to those who live it #poverty #ldnont” But perhaps the word “speak” isn’t the correct word to use, so I shall correct that right as of now. “Listen to those that live it #poverty #ldnont “. I completely agree with Melly on this. The people who are going to have the most knowledge regarding poverty and homelessness are the ones currently experiencing it. Not the people that think they know just because of their educational background. The Education system is an organization that is a part of the system that will tell, and teach you only what the Capitalists want you to know and believe. It doesn’t necessarily make it the truth. Listen to the people. – Pooks

Mel's Life

This panel is not going to change anything or know what to do to change anything with the current roster it has. No one on the panel is impoverished or homeless. They are paid (and publicly funded, in most cases) to work WITH those in poverty and homeless. They have fancy degrees and pieces of paper showing they can read textbooks and case studies about homelessness and poverty, but nothing other than that. This panel needs someone who has lived experience, rather than just having the panel reach out to organizations to get their opinions. This panel needs a voice or voices that can actually speak from experience and/or on behalf of those who are currently, or have ever been, homeless and/or impoverished.

Someone who isn’t a friend of Matt Brown. Someone who didn’t pay for his election campaign. Someone whose funding or job doesn’t depend on whether they tell…

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I Always Return…

Hello again!

Thanksgiving has come and gone. My man and I had one friend each over, and my son and daughter were over for the weekend. The dinner turned out delicious. My man was a wonderful chef and did a great job. However, he made a lot of food, so yeah, we got lots of leftovers. Haha!

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Umm.. over the weekend my daughter and I did some pumpkin carving. Oh my god, I haven’t done that in years! Had some ancient memories of my own past of carving pumpkins, and I remembered a spoon helps scrap the rest of the inside of the pumpkin out. Funny how odd memories like that kick in out of the blue. Especially when you are doing something that you haven’t done in awhile. Anyways, it was fun. Both my daughter and I enjoyed the messy fun.

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It was a good long weekend. As I predicted in the previous post, my daughter was happy to see the puppies, especially Chewie whom she now calls her new best-friend.

My boyfriend and my son kinda had a match against each-other on the X-Box One, Call of Duty Advanced. Since we only have one controller, they took turns, and the one with the most kills wins. Well the funny thing is that they kept on getting a tie. So yeah, I’m sure that match between the two of them is to be continued… Lol

I know I said this before, but I am so grateful to have found a man that accepts my children as part of the package. Ya know? He makes an effort to get to know them, and bond. That means a lot to me.

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Source: Pinterest.com

On Monday, my boyfriend had that day off, so he worked around the house, and we took a walk by the river with our 3 shitzus. It was a beautiful day for a walk, and the dogs loved it. They were tuckered right out when we returned home.

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In other news, I have returned to the New School of Colour sooner than expected. I don’t know, I got a text from a fellow artist giving me the heads up that it was going to be open yesterday evening. Apparently he had spoke to the Executive Director of the Ark Aid Street Mission regarding the program, and yeah, the reigns so to speak have been passed down onto him. So thank you Doug and Marshall for keeping the New School of Colour alive at The Ark. Both are firm believers that the program is both a positive and beneficial to the community. So yeah, I’m back, and will support the New School of Colour as long as I can. I imagine I will be taking some time away once my baby is born. Ya know? I will be pretty busy with a newborn. But as the baby gets older, I will probably return again, along with my baby. That kind of positive atmosphere, creativity, and sense of community could be beneficial to my baby. Besides, as I said numerous times, no matter how many times I try to stray away, I always return to The Ark and the New School of Colour. I love those people, they’re muh peeps! The staff, the volunteers, and fellow artists, and fellow peeps from the community,  Love ya. They all make it what it is.

Anyways, I brought a small canvas with me to the art session yesterday, it was a gift from my man, and I put it to good use. My projects normally take me forever to complete, but yesterday, since I haven’t painted in awhile, the creativity was just flowing. Even fellow artists noticed and pointed out that that was fast. It’s almost done.

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Anyways, for the New School of Colour fans, I shall let you know that we will be partaking in an upcoming art exhibition called The Healing Palette. We participated last year, and will again this year. 30 pieces will be submitted from the group, and keep in mind that 10% of the proceeds either goes back to The Ark Aid Street Mission, or the New School of Colour. So your support would be greatly appreciated.

The Healing Palette, 10th Annual Art Exhibition takes place on October 23ird – November 7th at the St.Thomas Elgin Genera Hospital – 198 Elm Street – St Thomas, ON. The opening gala is on October 23ird in the Atrium of the hospital. “The exhibit will showcase how, in expressing spirit, art gives hope and strength.” And speaking from my own personal experience, I know that is true.

Speaking of exhibitions, the call-out for artists for the next Twitter Art Exhibit has been made. That is for any amateur to professional artist that use Twitter. So far, I’ve participated twice, and it’s been exciting to have my art go to places such as Florida, and Norway. Coming up in the new year, New York City!! So stoked to be apart of that. My man already bought me materials so that I can create an art piece for this particular event. I love that he’s so supportive!

Anyways, if you are an artist that is on Twitter, you can participate. Keep an eye on the following web page for instructions on how to donate your art to the exhibit. The more the merrier! The Twitter Art Exhibit helps charities and non-profit organizations. The next exhibit, in 2016, all proceeds will benefit Foster Prides Homemade Program. Anyways, the link! Details on where to send your post card sized art, and how to participate will be revealed in late October!

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And speaking of late October, my children will be over for the weekend of Halloween!! Yaaaay! It’s been forever since I celebrated Halloween with them. Glad I get the chance to before they get to big for the trick or treating stuff. I think the last time I celebrated Halloween with them, was during the time I only had access through the C.A.S supervised access program. Back when C.A.S had a building on Dundas Street, which now is turning into S.O.A.H.A.C… back in 2012. Just found a youtube video of it….Man they grow fast!!

Newho, Halloween!! I’m not sure where the Trick or Treating hot spots are in this neighborhood yet. But we’ll see. It will be awesome regardless. I’m grateful that my visit lands on Halloween, and that my ex is okay with that.

Anyways, those are the major things that have happened, or that is happening lately. Hope you enjoyed the read! Until next time, peace & love! – Pooks

“Thank you’ is a wonderful phrase. Use it. It will add stature to your soul.”

– Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Combined is A lot

Long time no see.

I’ve been basically recovering from the side effects of all the antibiotics I was put on for a while. thank goodness, at my last doctors appointment, I was told that I can stop taking them. Seriously, they made me feel like shit. And I didn’t really want to take them anymore anyways, because as a pregnant mama, I should be gaining weight, not losing weight. And well… with all the vomiting and diarrhea… I was starting to feel like a walking corpse.

Anyways, I still need to pick up iron pills, because since all that, I have an iron deficiency, and I’m not getting enough protein. Well duuuh!! Those meds wouldn’t let me keep any food within my system for long. But then again, anemia isn’t new. I’m always tired and groggy. Hence the reason why before my pregnancy I drank so much coffee. I can at least feel somewhat awake temporarily because of the caffeine. Well, now that I’m pregnant, I don’t really drink coffee as much anymore, unless it’s diluted with more milk than coffee.

Anyways, Not this past weekend, but the weekend prior, I was supposed to have a 4 hour visit with my kids but had to cancel due to my health condition at that time. I wasn’t going anywhere, unless I was close to a washroom. And walking out and about for 4 hours, that wasn’t going to happen. Not with how frequently I was running to a washroom. It was insane.

Last week I got to return home, try to recover, as my man packed his stuff at his place and moved. It was a good thing too, because apparently my man’s brother and his girlfriend got jumped and beat within that area. Not cool. Hopefully they are okay. Sounds like they got pretty banged up.

Umm… my man and I were invited to his mothers for Thanksgiving. But…I didn’t really want to go. Especially after that dispute my man’s mother and I had over C.A.S. She was kinda snooping into territory which really isn’t any of her business, that history/ battle was between me and my ex. So no, I don’t appreciate when people snoop into my past like that. It kinda put a damper on any possible trust that could have been built. Ya know? I have trust issues enough as is. So trying to force me to discuss things or bring up a dark time that nearly killed me in more ways than one, not good. There’s a reason I don’t talk about my past. I’m not there anymore, and I’d rather keep it that way. I understand, she’s only inquiring because she’s concerned for her son. Well, worrying only creates unnecessary fear. I’m not worried. That shit went down 5 years ago. Besides, even my ex said; no worries. I’ve held onto this home for 4 to 5 years. The only thing he can see them being concerned about is my psychological health, and I think that has improved over the years. I am in a healthier relationship. I’m not all depressed. I’m more grateful these days. And as for the cleanliness thing, I have a man that is teaching me to be more organized. Not to mention, my man is a bit of a clean freak. He likes to keep things orderly, and organized. Having things scattered all over the place kinda drives him nuts. Also, since we have puppies., we kinda got to keep things tidy, otherwise our mini paper shredder, one of the puppies, will chew it all up. So yeah, “cleanliness” can be scratched right off the list of concerns. So nyeh! 😛 Heck! I’m even waking up at 5am-6am in the mornings now. Instead of going to sleep at 6am. So yeah, I’d like to think that mentally my mind is in a much better place.

So yeah, Thanksgiving, we won’t be going out of town. Besides, in the past, my ex didn’t trust me taking the kids out of town then, I’m pretty sure that is still the same. Ya know? He had a fear I’d just pick them up and leave. But no, I wouldn’t do that. I’m not my ex. But, that was something my ex was concerned about then, ya know? If he doesn’t want the kids to travel with me, then they won’t. He is the primary care-giver. Might as well respect that.

Not to forget that the last time my kids were around that side of my mans family, they were severely uncomfortable. So yeah, why put them into that kind of situation again?

So we’ll be having Thanksgiving at home, with my kids, and a friend. We’ll have our own little gathering. A small group of us won’t be as overwhelming as a large group of strangers to my kids.I think they are more comfortable with smaller crowds anyways.

It’s been a busy couple weeks, I mean with my man moving in, which he is fully moved in now. Thanks to the peeps that helped him move, he couldn’t have done it without you!

It’s so weird, but nice to hear him call this place home.We still got quite a bit of work organizing our stuff. Our stuff combined is a lot, so we will need to down-size and decide what we’ll be keeping, and what goes. So yeah, the place is currently cluttered, but it’s getting better gradually as the days go by.

Health wise, I think those meds finally wore off. So yeah, feeling much better than I was. But now I’m coming down with a cold. Ughh… All that freakin puking and shit probably lowered my immune system, and voila! Catch a cold just like that. So yeah, from one thing to the next. But I think a cold will be much more tolerable.

Anyways, I won’t be cancelling my next visit with my children. So I’m excited for the weekend, and carving pumpkins, and whatever else we do. I think my daughter will be happy to see that the puppies are here. Chewie, Spaz, and their mom, Molly,  (shitzus) all love the backyard.

So yeah, excited for this next chapter in my life.

Oh yeah, my next ultrasound will be in early November, and that will be when we find out the sex of our baby. Very exciting! No matter what the sex of the baby is, my man says that he or she will be raised to be a Turkey Warrior. Haha! A pro at hunting turkeys.

Newho, I think that’s enough writing for today. Peace and Love! – Pooks

“My past has not defined me, destroyed me, deterred me, or defeated me; it has only strengthened me.”

– Steve Maraboli

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