A month or so later, he shows up again! Same story. Only my DIL didn't even try and sell it this time. WTF? I told him, to his face, my grandkid is not going anywhere with you, ever. AND I would appreciate it if you never came here again. Then I closed and locked the door and went and had a LONG talk with Alissa. I called her mom and told her, that man is nuts, do not ever send or bring him here again. She told me okay. I also made it clear that if that dude was at her house when Lis went over there, well, she wouldn't again. My DIL can be a handful for sure, but, sometimes her problem is trying to help someone else who has even worse problems than her. I don't get it, but, there you go. Back to this Shaun Whatshisface.. Over and done, right? I know I pissed him off, but, I wasn't overly insulting or anything and I watch Lis pretty close. I drove her to school for the next week, harping my safety lectures until she told me I'm a psycho. Psycho Granny, I wonder if that name is taken on FB? Yee haw! I like it.
That was all about 6-8 months ago. So, this week my DIL says Shaun is acting weird and being violent with people. He keeps calling her. She wants to know how to help him? What? I said, I told you that dude is psychotic for real. I have a BAD feeling in my gut. I told her, something is going down and you need to go somewhere and hide out awhile. Do not tell anyone where you're going. I know she has friends all over, she can find a place for a few days. I must have sounded serious, because she did. We kept in touch on FB. That stupid FB has come in handy lately. Well, that psycho mo-fo went off yesterday just like I knew he would. Like a rocket. He went out to my friend's son's farm and tried to kidnap some young woman. She may have been the grandson's girl friend? We don't know. I called her (my friend) and told her what was up. From what I understand the kidnapping attempt was stopped by my friend's son (who's one of those good bad ass type dudes) and someone else. (I don't know all the details yet.) He killed their dog, which made me cry and he also ran over another dude getting away! Crazy fucker! He went off looking for guess who? Oh yeah, my DIL. Uhh huu. But, he won't find her.
He does know where her daughter lives though, doesn't he? ~Shakes head~ Oh, don't freak. I didn't. This is Guntown. It was still light out when I told Lis, go over to Tuwella's for a bit. Stay there, I'll come get you in a minute. I watched her out the window. Soon as the door closed, I get my keys and go to my secret place and get out the shotgun. And the ammo. I also place a golf club at the door, in the bathroom and one by my bed. I make sure all the windows are covered. Then I went and got Lissa and told the old lady to batten the hatches. For once she acted like a sane person and just did what I told her. We got all the animals in and accounted for. And locked up. My door is a piece of shit that doesn't fit right, but, it's old and solid wood, as is the door frame. I put an inside bolt lock on it. It's pretty bad ass. You'd have to drive a truck through it to get in, I think. I have big giant shrubs and vines around all the windows, aint nobody sneaking in that way. I feel secure as hell. My friend calls, the one who's son's dog psycho just killed, and she asks if I'm okay. I laughed, I said, "Locked and loaded for bear here, hell, I'm kind of excited! Bring it on!" She laughed and we said goodnight. Lissa is looking at me like I'm John Wayne or some shit and I asked her if she's scared, she said, 'Nope. He should be though.' Looking around. I crack up. She went to bed, I stayed up all night. It wasn't so bad. Saw a lot of the night critters. Nothing on two legs.
I took her to school this morning, changed the chickens 'diapers' and water. Fed all the critters and went to bed. I just got a nap, so I'm ready to go now. I have shit to do. Unload and re-hide weapon, water, feed, change chicks, go to school, eye doctor appointment for the kid, run supplies out to my brother in 'the home', chicken house arriving TONIGHT! OMG, I can not wait for that! And, I dunno, batten down the hatches again tonight. And watch movies with FB open. Fucking FB. I'm glad I got it.
That's about all, sorry not much of a story. He never showed up here. The cops in at least two states have APB's out for him. He has several federal charges pending, including attempted kidnapping and assault with intent to kill. Well, pick him up then, cops. Geez. Surely it will be in the papers soon, wouldn't you think? I will post it when I see it. Everyone knows where I live anyhow. Isn't my life just soooo exciting? Oh, I found out today that this Shawn has done time for violent acts against kidnapped women before. Really gross, bad stuff. Almost killed one young woman. At least once, but, the source thought twice. Oh, nice. 'Going thru some things' hardly covers it, does it? All I know is, I can see real psycho. It's in the eyes, always behind a smile. Oh yeah. So, help me out, I'm stuck here again tonight, peeking out the winders with my psycho-granny gun, (it's funny, come on) tell me what you're up to in detail so I have some reading.
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Kim
Hopefully he got the same feeling from you as you got from him and he knows you are not to be fucked with. I'm not worried about you a bit lol. Hope they catch him quick though.
This is the last of 3 days off, for me. Tomorrow starts my 3 day stretch of 12 hour shifts.
It is beautiful out, and I mean upper 60's to 71 range with a clear blue, sunny sky, and light breeze. We live along one of the cemeteries, and all the ornamental trees and bulbs are in bloom. Gorgeous.
I had the Junk haulers come over yesterday to get rid of some of the crap my husband had sitting around the yard. It is a huge relief to get rid of that crap. I wish they could have done more, but the one pallet that I wanted them to take was simply too big for their truck. It must be 4 feet wide by a good 8 feet long. It magically appeared in the yard one day, and when I asked my husband about it, he said it was really good wood to use for a project. Oh, no, I thought. Another project that will never be finished, and I was right. Almost a year later, and nothing has been done, except by Emma, who chewed down the corners, slightly. When I get the chance, I will saw it in half, and then they can take it.
Anyway, I opened the big side gates into the yard, for them to load up stuff, and when they left, they closed the drop catch thing, but I wanted to make sure that Emma couldn't wiggle it open, so I went out there and pounded it down further. It went, easily enough, but I had a brain fart and just used the side of my hand to do it. Today I have very sore wrists, and tingling in my left hand. I should not have done that, and so I am not able to do a lot today, for fear of injuring it further when I have to work tomorrow.
Emma and I have truly bonded now. She is still insane and airborne most of the time if we go to the vet, or if someone comes to the door, but she is very loving toward me. Most of the time she is my shadow.
My husband came over on Monday afternoon, after work, to pick up the last form to figure in and submit for taxes. It is the last piece of info from my mother's estate. I have been very worried that he would not finish the taxes, or at the last minute tell me that he only decided to do his part of them, etc. I gave him my paperwork when things were better between us. Now I regret it. He has not been responding to my texts or phone calls for the most part. He doesn't communicate much with Andy, either. His excuse was that he was driving, and had been out of town. When I saw him on Monday, it came out that he had driven his mother to LA to see her sister, who is not doing well. It figures. She sabotaged us, and now she has what she wanted. Her son living with her to do her bidding, especially driving her where she wants to go. He has lost a lot of weight, and doesn't look like himself anymore. I think he is way too skinny.
Andy had problems with one of his vehicles while George was gone. I texted, and so did Andy, but no response. Andy handled it like a man, and went to a shop he knows, and got the van fixed. When George heard that he had actually fixed it, he asked how much, and then told Andy he had spent way too much, and that they did work that didn't need to be done. Jerk. Way to support your son, jackass. First, don't respond to requests for help, then belittle your son's efforts and decision-making abilities when he takes care of the situation.
I also have just finished the application process for acceptance into the RN to BSN program at a program through my hospital. They have until the start of August to notify me if I am accepted, or not.
I am also on day 3 of a diet, and so far so good, but man am I hungry. And a little lightheaded. I knew that was going to hit sometime soon, but thought it would have been before now.
I am glad to hear that you have been able to dodge the crazies, and that you were able to see that he was trouble to begin with. I am glad you and all your animals are safe, and that your mother chose this opportunity to listen to you.
Christina
Trying to finish packing. Off to London for 10 days. (I got a good deal.) Have to unpack my carry-on. I think my T.V. remote control is in it. I hate packing. I always bring too much and the suitcase is too heavy.
Jane!!! That is absolutely awesome!!
Have a cup of tea for me, and give that Harry Potter guy my regards!
On second thought, give that hottie Professor Snape my regards instead. . . ;)
Christina
Lisa is so lucky you are watching out for her and yes your a bad a$$ granny . But we will do anything to protect also. I have password with my grandkids
karen from ill
Solitary, wrote you back. :)
Thanks Briezy, love that pic.
Christina, wtf with his hoarded junk, you still dealing with that pisses me off. Can you burn things there? We can here. I'd have me one big ass bonfire, get some hot dogs, fuck that diet shit and burn that shit up. What a shit he is. They amaze me with what shits they can be. I'm glad you have Emma. And Andy. Let that goofy mil have her tit baby back. Geez, I am pissed at men this week. I got the little coop, it's so cute. My mom ruined the moment. More on that later. She's bat shiz.
Jane, LONDON?!?! OMG, how I envy you. Please take tons of pics, okay? Have a very safe and awesome trip. We'll be here when you get back.
Thanks Karen. It's sad but this shit isn't even abnormal here. There's so much crazy around here. Maybe it's all the cornfields? Hell if I know. X-files should film here.
Eating potato chips.
I am dealing with a flooded basement in a brand new house we moved into a month ago...they guy is here sucking out the water as I type. I want to cry. Snowbunnie
Just got done feeding, bathing, cutting hair and general playing with three unruly grandkids...they just left and I'm too tired to watch an episode of Sons of Anarchy. That's tired.
I hope your dil appreciates you looking out for her.
Thank goodness you're so incredibly smart and you have such fine-tuned instincts. I'm sure you'll breathe a HUGE sigh of relief when this sack of nuts is behind bars!
I'm off to Puerto Vallarta for 4 this this Sunday, so doing laundry and getting psyched!
Cheers,
Linda
P.S. Jane - have a great time in London!!
So, why is this idiot still alive...? Killed a dog? He should die just for that. (Throws up hands and shakes head.)
Melvin, plain or BBQ?
Snowbunnie, I am sorry. My daughter is dealing with mold issues in her new house right now. It's so damn frustrating and GRRRR!
Angie, is that still on or you watching it on vids? I like it a lot, but, I had to give up on catching it on TV. I am waiting for the entire thing to come out as a series and them just do a marathon of it. That Charlie Hunan *sp?) man, he's, yeah.
Linda, I am not all that good stuff. But, thanks. I am just weird and he was weirder. He freaked me to look at him, though he looked normal. I knew, hell, I grew up with psycho. I'm lucky I just came out a bit koo koo.
Mary, I know. Nice, much loved, family dog..gone. I have so much hate for animal abusers lately, I'm thinking of getting therapy. Seriously. But, the state is closing all our access to it anyway. The state has better things to do with it's money than run nut huts and clinics.
OH, and they got him!! He was picked up tonight, he's not getting out. Bad charges, but, I was surprised no one died. I really was. I figured he's make the cops kill him (I believe he had that planned) and he was gonna take a few out first.
DIL was here and she has sympathy for him. She said that girl he tried to kidnap caused him to be looking at 20 years this time. Umm, well, maybe he should stop kidnapping people? Sometimes, I'm too tired to argue with her. I'm not sure what she meant anyway, don't care. Just glad we can all get some rest now.
Yay! There is a god (kidding). Twenty years! Justice. Geez I'm glad your instincts are so finely tuned and that you don't have to spend another night sitting by the door with a shotgun. Guntown certainly lives up to its name. It sounds like a war zone. Reminded me of a story Liam was telling me about hs girlfriends aunt, during the Bosnian war, at the height of which she had to lock her kids in a cellar and spend three full days sitting by the front door with a shotgun which she planned to use to protect her children. The things women go through!
On Netflix...I just started the series and am still debating whether I actually like it. I like the mom...she's the biggest badass on there...lol
Good news about the bad guy. Get some rest.
Oh wow, YAY--I'm so glad he's caught and staying in jail. It's where he belongs and I'm glad it's for 20 years. :) Yes, get some much-deserved rest!!!
LOL at Bosnia and Guntown. Man, every place is a war zone for women, I swear.
Yep, guys, I put a link on. That fool's gonna be locked up awhile.
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