Deal With It....

People would say to me, " you have a million dollar view " and they were correct, the view was 360 degrees of the Ronald Bay and the ever vast mysterious Pacific ocean.  I saw once that only ten percent of the entire population actually live right on the open ocean waters. I have really no idea what so ever if that is true or not but if it is I guess at first I was beyond lucky to have this magnificent view out of every window I just only wish that it's beauty was enough to keep me there. I don't think anything at that point could have kept me there. It really was a dark,cold and very lonely not to mention all the evil I had surrounding me don't worry I won't leave a stone in turned when I began to indulge you all with horror.... short one today feel sleepy..lol

The Early Years

     When I was just a small child I would always say I was going to end up living right on the ocean.....lesson learned from that is be very careful what you wish for. I began my courtship with my than to be husband right on the beach.....literally.  you see his family has owned land that just so happened to be right on the coast of northern California. The view was close to God like it was and still is used in many commercials. I had four different yards made one into a mini park. The cows and deer would hang in the animal yard that was meant for them to enjoy without eating my gardens. The even had a manger for when it was cold. A moss filled pond sat just below the house it was stocked with crawdads and god only knows what else. Sitting a top of all this natural beauty sat our house it was nice and new when grandma and grandpa had it but thirty years of sucking up that coastal air the salt from the water just ruined the home inside and out. It's here where the turning point in this fairy tale turns into a nightmare of epic proportions. It was here I discovered the money really is evil and working and living on the same land as your family than you had to be completely nuts. For living in paradise came with a small fee...your entire soul

     I am writing this blog for a few reasons,first I want to share my story of living in an actual family ran compound. In the very beginning I was definitely thinking the pro's; such as babysitters that I would bet 100 percent of any person I asked to watch my children would not molest them. Hey you can't be too careful now. Quick side note.  I never used a babysitter other than maternal grandparents..but still would bet my bottom absolutely no molestation..and that is also checked by one of those find a pervert in your neighborhood..not a one around but in a town of maybe 100 in busy season all creepy people will just be passer bys...and paying customers.  Still pretty safe when it comes to pedophiles being in close proximity to your flesh and blood.

     The "neighbors" you have are really not what one would think of what a neighbor is.  Its usually a person you can borrow a cup of sugar from or its the one who lives right next door to you and the hace spawned this horribly God awful child they are always making excuses for...you know the one with the teeth biting down so hard but yet she still has this huge stepford wives grin the whole time she is explaining how little
Harrington Everest Duke 7th has never done
anything like this before. If that is the case tthen that leaves us with with really one truly logical explanation to Harringtons problem it was never him in the first place. It was my child of course , really anyone with the middle name Everest because his father was the 5th to actually summit the beast mother nature left for us, 7 of the Duke family climbed and tried to summit the hardest mountain in the world no shocker two of them died trying. I heard they are still on the mountain frozen in perfect condition except the whole dead part. I am going to ask one day just open the mouth and ask if they really have dead family just chilling on a mountain.....get it chillin...too much huh...so there u have it my first of many for I still have so much to explain to you guys or you'll be lost..