Well, I still haven't been able to get any of my pictures put on here or at Crochetville. I am a bit frustrated but oh well. The time will come when I will be able to do so. I finished a twin bed size afghan for my 2nd cousin for her birthday using some awesome colors and a Q hook. The colors are Dark Orchid, Orchid, and Aran. I still have some left over so I decided to join the Giant Granny Square Afghan CAL at Crochetville. I am really excited about this. My aunt, who happens to live next door is battling cancer and so I opted to make her an afghan using the colors she primarily has in her bedroom. Black and white. Simple yet the afghan will be elegant. She is really cold all of the time and has a chemo catheter in her chest so the nurses don't have to poke her all the time when she goes in every week. This is her 5th bout with the cancer. First, it was in her breast, which had to be removed, then her other breast, which didn't have to be removed, thank goodness, then in her ribs,
its in her bones AND legs. Recently, we found out that she has Uterine Cancer. Poor thing! Of course, she is in our prayers. She was told by her Doctor that she should quit smoking but she has been a smoker since she was 12. Its going to be hard but she refuses to quit. Its her battle but my uncle is suffering along with her.

I went down to Arizona this summer and had all these great plans to go to Tombstone to show my little girl where I went to school and other places that I knew. But my brother, a control freak, didn't take us around like he promised. He claimed to have a bad back. He was whiney and a pain in the neck. He wouldn't let ANYONE except his wife drive his car. He has two laptop computers. I asked to use it and I was only allowed to use it for a little bit. In fact, I was timed! The next day I asked to use it my brother told me that Lisa took it to work with her. I couldn't even BREATH on his new one. He has a jealousy problem. He is two years older than me and he hates me. Before I found out that I was pregnant in 2001, the day before actually, he literally threated to kill me. What happened was he was living with my parents and my now ex-husband and I moved back to the states and mom was complaining about my bro's laziness. Well, being the good daughter that I was, I picked a fight with my brother. He was vicious! He yelled and screamed at me in front of my mother and then he threatened me. His exact words were, I want to kill you and when I do,you the police will have to drag me off of your corpse because I am going to make sure you are dead. A few days later, I found out that I was pregnant and my brother was in the room when I told my mother (my husband left me the day before to go back to Canada because he was a big baby and didn't like how he couldn't control me) My brother looked ill and left the kitchen and stayed in the bedroom for the rest of the day with his wife. Another thing about my ex-husband. He was married before and he divorced his first wife on the grounds of adultery. But I have been curious about the circumstances of WHY she did it. After leaving him on the 20th of April for the last time, I called her in June and asked her what happened in her marriage. Turns out that he did everything that he did with me. He controlled me, played mind games with me, told me I wasn't good enough, emotional and mental abuse. Always made fun of my weight...he did the same with Sharon. Nothing either his first wife or I did was good enough to please him. That was the end for me. I saw through his final trick and when I did, he turned it around onto me telling me :what part of dont screw around with me didn't you understand?
He was mad because I didn't play into his plans and called his bluff. He hated the fact that I outsmarted him and ended our relationship. He makes me sick. Looking back on my 5 years with him, I realized how much of a mistake I made to marry him. He is a closet homosexual who is fighting every aspect of admitting it to himself and coming out with it. I feel so sorry for his first three kids and my beautiful daughter. I refuse to speak negatively about him around her or to her. She is only 4 and a half and she misses daddy. I tell her that I understand how she feels and I love her very much. So far she hasn't said much about him. I hope she moves on and continues to bond with her heavenly father who has helped me through so much. My interests now lie with God. He sees all things that happen and knows both sides to every story. I don't care if Darren, my ex, tells his version of the story. I have faith that God knows the whole truth and will take care of Darren and his destructive behavior. We both think we told the truth to our families but I know that I didn't leave anything out about what I had done and what he did as well. He has told stories and twisted things around. I am so glad that I don't have to deal with him anymore.