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Late – #JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 14th, 2018 – Ultimatum


This post is a late entry for #JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 14th, 2018 .

Disclaimer – I have spent the last 24 hours in a quick but horrible bout of food poisoning.

As a person who has struggled over the years with my alcoholism and cocaine addiction, I have received many ultimatums from my husband Cruz. The first came in October 2001, not longer after I moved in with him due to losing my apartment etc.,  when he found my cocaine. He stated then it either the cocaine or him! I had been what at that time I would have a NORMAL drinker and he was okay that but not the cocaine.

After that first ultimatum, I did not touch cocaine for 10 years no desire, no obsession no nothing. Then in the summer of 2011, I cannot explain it, but I wanted it and I was getting it. When this vicious cycle began so did the vicious cycle of not being a NORMAL drinker. This went on for 2 1/2 years through the death of my 99 year old grandmother on 11/2/2012 and then the death of my 89 year old grandmother, who was my biggest fan and who spoke to every morning at 7:30AM to have our morning coffee, on 2/11/2013. This long stretch caused me to lose a most fantastic job with my Alma Mater The University of Texas at San Antonio where I had worked for 6 1/2 years moving up in four different departments. I loved that job, I was well known and served on several committees. When I lost this job it was devastating.  This time it was a much stronger ultimatum from Cruz regarding my drinking and drugs and my house, my babies and  him it would all be gone. You would think that would have lit a fire under me and make me want to give up the ghost. It didn’t.

It took me until February 13, 2014 a day before our 13th anniversary to figure it out. Beginning in  August 2013 when I left the university, I continued to apply for positions trying get rehired even though my family and friends said you will never go back. I posted for 46 positions, I had 9 interviews and then on July 1, 2015 I did return with the Institute for P-20 Initiatives. I was so excited to be back, relationships folks in other departments picked up right where they left off. I was good at my job I was in this position until February 2017 when I was allowed to resign. My downfall began when I started drinking again after May 2016 when I came from work and found the fifth dog out of our ten laying dead in the middle of the street, we had already lost four between January and April 2016. It was too much for me.

I continued to drink, not every day up to September 14, 2016 the day that I turned 50. It wasn’t planned, but I sabotaged myself. I went to all of my old haunts got drunk and bought a crap load of cocaine. This started my next downfall and continued until I lost my job at the university again on. In April 2017 I attempted suicide, not planned it just happened, my Higher Power whom I choose to call God had other plans. I still don’t know what they are yet. In the summer, Cruz being the patient man who loves me again gave me the ultimatum, either the drinking and drugs or him. I did not pay attention again and my idiocies continued through November.

Then the greatest thing happened. I attended my first ACTS Retreat. This retreat was the most faith affirming, transformation and life changing event in my life. They say to leave everything at the alter and you will receive God’s blessing. I am a firm believer in this statement. I left my alcoholism, my cocaine addiction and many other health concerns  on the Alter of the Tabernacle at that retreat. Since the retreat the incessant obsession with alcohol and cocaine have been gone, no desire and no thinking about it. This does not mean that I am cured, it just means I need to continue to do the work that needs to be done.

So the current and most important ultimatum is my own ultimatum – do the work, stay CLEAN and SOBER JUST ONE DAY at a TIME or die. I don’t think I have any more stretches in me and frankly I don’t want to find out!!!



#SoCS & #JusJoJan Daily Prompt, Jan. 13th, 2018

This post is part of #SoCS & #JusJoJan Daily Prompt, Jan. 13th, 2018.

I have to thank Ms. Linda G. Hill for the idea for my post. My husband and I do not have any two legged children but we do seven four legged babies. Our children are named Missy (our supermodel diva of the world), Crissy ( our biggest girl and baby ever because she weighs close to 100 pounds), Little Bitty (she is our grandbaby from Missy and our Stitchy Sr. and Buddy who crossed the Rainbow Bridge in 2016), Zailey (miss independent and not very kissy), Sadie and her brother Stitchy – he was named in honor of Stitchy mentioned above (these two were going to be abandoned and I brought them home on July 1, 2017) and Tippy who was named in honor of our Tippy who we lost in January 2016 (she was a stray who determined and let me know that I was now her human, she came home with me on July 5th 2017). So here goes.

Oh the biscuit box, the biscuit box, the biscuit box! This is an area where there is quite a big difference between Cruz and me and often causes some cross words from  me. Taking a page out of Sophia Petrillo of “The Golden Girls” playbook, picture it San Antonio 2018 any day of the week either in the morning or evening. Two dads who give their babies their Milkbones one in the morning and one in the evening. The one dad uses the water bottle as a reinforcement to enforce the rule that all of the babies sit before any of them get their biscuit which works beautifully. The other dad just lets them jump all over him, cause chaos and he never reinforces the no jumping rule – not at the biscuit box or any other time when he comes in from work or anywhere else.  The other dada seems to be the mean one because he works very hard to enforce the no jumping rule at all times.

You folks tell me which dad you think is the enforcer and which one is the non-compliant one!!

This is what is in “My Rattled Cage” today!



#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 12th, 2018 – Aggravate


This post is part #JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 12th, 2018.


So, I like Fandango who provided our prompt aggravate today and whose blog is “This, That, and the Other” definitely feel that ashamed is the right frame of mind regarding yesterday’s statements by the current occupant of the White House. I truly believe that it is a natural gift for him to not think before he speaks or tweets or anything that he does. I also believe that he does not care about who he offends, alienates, disrespects, walks all over or continues to aggravate if they are not part of his bigoted, racist, homophobic, xenophobic base or his rich friends in the big corporations.

This is what is in “My Rattled Cage”!


LATE #JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 11th, 2018 – Humiliate


This post is part of #JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 11th, 2018.

Quick disclaimer, I started this early yesterday morning then went to an early appointment, came home walked the dogs and then starting working on my paintjob in my bedroom. The day completely slipped away.

Do I have a doozy for you this morning. Please bare with me because the prompt will show its face further in. On January 23rd I will have shoulder surgery to repair a torn rotator cuff and a displaced bicep tendon in my right shoulder. Yesterday my husband Cruz and I went for my pre-op appointment. My appointment was at 11:10AM and we arrived slightly early at 10:30AM knowing there was a possibility I could be seen early, on time or late if appointments before me were running long.

In the waiting room there a young woman and, please don’t take this wrong, her two thug friends – one may been her man. I don’t know. As we are sitting the woman starts at a less than appropriate tone complaining about, ” why do you make appointments if we ain’t even gonna be seen on time?”  She goes up to the woman ant the desk and is very rude to her and comes to her seat spewing her venom and says “we came early and we aren’t bein seen, we ‘ve been here since 9″.

So we wait a bit more and she goes back to the woman desk goes off again and returns to her seat all the back, ” we’ve been here since 9 and now they’re saying they are an hour and half to two hours behind. What kind f#@#@#@ s#@# is that? So as she walks by I simply tell her that I came early also, but just because we come early doesn’t mean we will be seen early.

That hit a nerve with her and her two thugs. She and her thugs stated that she wasn’t even talking to me. I beg to differ, if you being disrespectful and loud then you are speaking to everyone in the waiting room. That being the case, I have every right to defend and protect my right of not feeling uncomfortable and made to feel even more stress because of an idiot who feels they are ENTITLED. Her thugs begin spewing garbage and even threatened me that would kick my and teach me lesson for getting their business.

I did what any other angry, uncomfortable and threatened individual would do. I got up and I went to the young lady at the desk and said, “You either need to call security on those folks or deal them! They are being rude, loud, disrespectful and they threatened for speaking in an appropriate manner. I went down to the other waiting area in front of the orthopedics check in area and let them know I would be waiting for my appointment there and told them why. I also asked to go and let Cruz know where i was and ask him to come down there to wait.

In my opinion the right thing for my husband to do would been not to acknowledge but to get up and come with me to the waiting area. I sat there for almost 25 minutes with no Cruz, he was still sitting down there. I sent him a text, then I called and the phone to voicemail. At that time he comes sauntering over. I ask him, “why did you stay over there?” He states, “that was humiliating and an embarrassment, you shouldn’t have said anything – they have their right to say anything they want.” to make the rest of this story short – he could not understand how his actions and words hurt my feelings.

Nothing I said or did was done to humiliate him or myself. The great thing is had this happened a couple of months ago, I would have used actions and disrespect as a reason to get drunk or high. That did not happen and I am so glad and proud of that!!

That is what is “My Rattled Cage”!


#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 9th, 2018 – Coffee


This post is part of #JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 9th, 2018 – Coffee.

What a prompt! I have worked with many folks over the years who would agree with my husband Cruz that you do not want to be around me if I have not had my coffee. For the eight years that I worked for The University of Texas at San Antonio, I used to say every year that I was giving up coffee for Lent. I kid you not, every year there was a collective groan and plea from all of my staff in each the department I was working in, don’t you dare!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

I like all types of coffee. I like flavored coffees. I also like to take different flavored coffees, mix them together and create a hybrid coffee blend and so far I have not created any that I just could not drink and they have been pretty good.

Have a great day and enjoy a big ole cup of coffee or a pot! I have to go now to drink my coffee and take down the Christmas decorations.

This is what is in “My Rattled Cage” today!!


Late – #JusJotJan – January 2nd, 2018 – Boisterous


This is a late post part of #JusJotJan – 1/2/2018.

If you look up boisterous in the Webster’s Dictionary you will see a picture of me Gregory Leon Frieden!! I am the true picture of what it means to be continuously boisterous!!! May you all have a BOISTEROUS, HEALTHY and PROSPEROUS 2018!!!!


Gregoryand Rowdy


Late #JusJotJan – January 1st, 2018 -DRAMA


This is a late post and part of #JusJotJan 1/1/2018.

Drama, drama, drama! It would not be my annual Christmas trip to Shore Acres, Texas to see my two older sisters, their husbands, my three nieces and their husbands and my four beautiful great nieces and my great nephew, without my oldest sister causing a whole lot of drama. Every year we try to plan my trip where I get to spend as much time with everyone, this trip was extremely short 3 1/2 days and three nights so planning did not go quite as planned. For one I arrived into Downtown Houston at 3:30pm instead of the 11:15am arrival I was supposed to have.

I start early on Thursday 12/21 through a family group text to determine our food plans for Christmas day to no avail. Then some other family group texts happened that were of no help. The straw that broke the camels’ back was when my other sister made a suggestion and was asking everyone’s opinion about the entire family doing our big family Christmas moving forward on 12/23 because now with my nieces and their husbands having their things they do on Christmas Eve and the blended families due to divorces etc. – it is very hard to plan anything for Christmas Day because of some of the children being at the other parents house and not always having a clear picture of parental exchanges.

My oldest took it as though the decision had already been made and she was ugly to me and she made my other sister cry because she accused of distancing herself from, which was ridiculous. In the end We all got together on Christmas Day and everyone acted like everything was great. We had a great day. The next day before I left to return to San Antonio, I called my oldest sister and could tell something was wrong – she had a tone. She proceeded to tell me that her Christmas had been f@#@#@# ruined. I did not touch it because lately if we breathe wrong she takes offense.

Finally on Saturday of last week both sisters had a five hour lunch and hashed it all out and as I already said all the DRAMA was because the oldest was not reading or reading things into the family group texts that was no there. Boy am I glad that DRAMA is OVER!!!

That is the drama the has Rattled My Cage!!