How Life Has Changed

How life has changed me. It seems I've awoken from my Twilight dreaming to real life. I'm no longer entrenched in those four books until 4am every night, and please don't stake me for this, but I'm not really drooling over vampires anymore either. Don't get me wrong, I went to see Eclipse - really enjoyed it - and I'm heartily looking forward to Breaking Dawn. I still wear my moonstone ring and proudly display my "Warning: I drive like a Cullen" license plate frame. But real life has dawned on me over the last few months and here I am.

Living as a newly single mom has meant a lot of changes, especially when it comes to finances. I can't afford anything extra anymore, so for instance I've had to cancel my reservation in Forks. In between paychecks I've had to sell a bunch of stuff on Craigslist just to make the ends meet. Now I'm always scanning the house for other things I can squeeze some green out of.

Juggling child care has complicated things greatly, too. This whole week was a gap between summer day camp and school, so I had to spend the rest of my vacation to stay home with the kids. Not complaining, it just is what it is. I was actually hoping to save my vacation, get paid out at the end of the year and put that money away. But I guess everyone needs a rest, so it's probably good that I was forced into it.

I never expected this, never even entertained the thought of single parenthood - probably because it scared me too much. I had it so good, divorce would never happen to me. Shaw, then I woke up and smelled the coffee! It probably should have happened sooner, but back then I didn't have kids so I was content to put up with the bullshit. If I still didn't have them, I would still be there. But having the kids now has given me a higher purpose, with two other people to think about and care for besides myself. They deserve better. Well, at least better than what they were getting.

I was already out of touch with my own relatives, but now my husband's family has all but fallen off the face of the earth. Sucks mostly for the kids. I thought they would at least offer to help with child care, but it seems that despite how saintly they've always claimed to be about it, they still treat their adopted grandkids/niece/nephew differently.

How life has changed. After the kids are in bed at night, in their OWN rooms finally, I can be found paying bills at the kitchen table or curled up on the couch alone catching up on old episodes of True Blood. It aint glamorous, but it's my life.

And this just says it all now...

Still love you long time,
Tracee

TooMuchCoffee

I Love Coffee - A little diddy from down under

An Australian lady I work with shared this little rhyme with me today. It's straight from down under, knickers and all...

I love coffee, coffee loves me, lets all drink until we wee
Have another cup and swizzle in your chair
Then wave your knickers round like you just don't care
(together now)
Ooooh I love coffee and coffee loves me
Oh how happy we shall be

Cute, huh? I thought so. Sometimes when the shitstorm of life gets too...well...shitty...ya just gotta have a laugh or two. It took me a minute to realize what "swizzle" means. Don't think my boss would appreciate it if I did that.

Love you long time,
TooMuchCoffee

I'm baaaaaaaaaaack......bitches! Contest time!

Just got my new computer last night and my Internet hookup today. *Sigh, looks around* It's good to be back, but shit this place is a mess. *picks up cup of coffee* Bleh! And the coffee is stale! Not good. Must clean up and brew some fresh coffee.

It's so fantastic to be back just in time for the premier of Eclipse this week. I can finally get back into the buzz of things in the Twi-blogosphere just in time for the collective orgasm that will be felt around the world this week.

My life is all about fresh starts right now. In that spirit, I feel it's important to have a complete redesign done on my little corner of the bloggy world. I want a new header, fresh curtains, new carpet, everything. Hmmm...I feel a little contest coming on. Any takers?

Sorry, there's no prize for second place.

Love you long time,
TooMuchCoffee

Divorce and FOOOOORRRRRKKKKSSSSS!!!

Yes, my lovelies, I'm going through the "Big D" and I don't mean Dallas. A couple of you know what's been happening and others may have suspected since that marriage post I did a while back. I've deleted it since, but at that time I was worried and kinda knew what was coming. I'm not going to air dirty details here, but I wanted you all to at least know what's up. You've become a source of laughter, friendship & support and...well...I love you whores! There I said it!

So the reason I've been MIA from the blogosphere for a week + ? The hub-terd decided my computer belongs to him and he took it. (Fucker!) I'm not supposed to blog on my work computer and I love my job and really need it right now so I'm following that rule. I have a new BlackBerry phone, but I don't have the patience to peck out an entire blog post on that tiny ass key pad.
And haaaaaay! It's not all bad news, chicas! I finally got my work evaluation this week and my raise kicks in on May 1st! Cha-ching! I'm still losing weight, 30lbs and counting. Woot! Oh, and one more thing....just the other day, I booked my motel room in FOOOOOORRRRRKKKKKSSSSS!!!

So listen, don't bog down the comments with the "I'm sorry's", etc. Don't cry for me, Argentina! Seriously, this divorce has been overdue for a while & though it still sucks werewolf nuts, I am very relieved to be moving on. FOOOOOORRRRRKKKKKSSS is going to be a celebration of so many things! Holy shit, that little town has no idea what it's in for!

Gotta go for now, but remember: Death Before Decaf, bitches!

Need a Wake Up Call?

I can't believe I drank this much tonight. Oh mah fucking gawwww. I'm so fucking drunk right now. And yet I still have to get up at 6am! Holy Shit. What is a Twi-Girl to do?

Well, I could try hooking up a device like this....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQ-l5PlDa-k&feature=player_embedded

Or I could employ the service of something like...

http://www.snoozester.com/

or

http://www.wakeruppper.com/
Gawd, I hope these things work. Or otherwise, if any of my best bloggy bitches are up that early, PLEASE CALL AND WAKE ME UP! My review and first annual raise depend on it right now!!!!!  (Deleted.)
Omyfuckingawd, I must be drunk. I just posted my phone numbers on the Internet. I can delete it tomorrow. *snort* Nite...

What's Your Stripper Name? - A little game

Yeah, I figured this pic would get your attention. Horny bitches. Robward stripping has inspired me to host a little game called...

What's Your Stripper Name?

Firstly, a WARNING: This is probably the post where my blog finally crosses the treaty line between somewhat horny and frustrated to full on slutty, shameless adult material. (I know, hanging around all you Twi-hoors, it was bound to happen eventually.) I can't promise full on nudity, but there will be suggestions of it.

So if you're under 18 or easily offended, support search and rescue - get lost!

"Coffee, I want to play the stripper game!"
"Oh yes, love, you can play along, too.

But keep your coat on...for now.

Your TwiBitches are going to strip for you this time."

We all know Rob is a red-blooded male who likes to occassionally have nekkid chics jiggle their bits for him see a good show.

Exhibit A...

Not long ago, in a town not so far away, Rob was spied taking a "break"

from his grueling filming schedule at a titty bar a gentlemen's club.

So being the devoted Robward fans that we are, I figure we should brush up a bit and be prepared to service his desires. So you may be thinking, "Coffee, what does it take to be a stripper? How can I dance nekkid for Rob get Rob to notice me?" Well, I don't really know everything because my "Stripper Academy" video has not arrived yet. But I've put together a quick little list of things I think we might need:

1. A good pair of pasties

No, not THAT kind of pasty!

(This pic came up first when I Googled "pasties". Bah!)

Yes, like that. And a sparkly thong to match of course.

2. Some kick ass stripper shoes, or boots (for Mrs.P of course)

The tip shoe is handy, dontcha think? Gotta have somewhere to keep all the bills Rob will be throwing at us! That's just smart stripping, I don't care who you are.

3. A stripper pole

And last, but not least...

4. A good stripper name

Here's how to come up with a name that will make you both sexy and memorable to the Precious:

First name = the name of your first pet.

Last name = the name of the street you lived on when you had that pet.

(Note: If the street is a number, then pick another street you lived on that had an actual name.)

So, for example, MY stripper name is:

Suzette Grandview

Share your stripper name in the comments. And you know, we're all so hot we really should open up our own place or at least take the show on the road. Let's come up with a good name for our new girlie review.

It's true - Kellan Lutz is a god!

Recently it was announced that Kellan Lutz has been cast as Poseidon, Greek God of the Sea, in upcoming flick "War of the Gods". The idea I love most about this is that costuming could be quite simple and would obviously require Kellan to remain shirtless and wet throughout the whole movie. Yes...? (Well, I know I will be at least.)

Poseidon has always been traditionally "older" but I have to say I sincerely hope they don't put a beard on him, I can't stand that much facial hair.

Bleh

This is a little better...

Ohhhhh, yeaaaaaahhhh....This is what I'm talkin' bout!

Is there a way they can write it so that Poseidon is also a lusty vampire?

Cuz...F*CK...that would be haaaawwwwwt!

If us Twitards and BitePack Bitches called the shots and the studio could only cast Twilight actors/actresses alongside KLutz, what parts would you assign to whom? (Theseus - the hero, Phaedra - the oracle princess, Medusa - the snake-haired bitch, King Hyperin - the main bad dude, Stavros - master of thieves who helps Theseus, and who else? I don't know enough about Greek mythology to continue the list.)