I try not to read the horrible things people write about us, but at times I find myself sucked in. I’ve read enough of the tabloid blog to know its all the same story on repeat.
Language control is key to a persuasive argument. “He was a strong, rugged man who had an empowering voice” you might envision a tall handsome lumberjack type. “He was large and unkept and spoke to loudly” you don’t see the same person. But, it’s the same person. Perspective.
Vagueness is also key to spinning a story. “Nicole has run several business into the ground”. I don’t even know what that means. Did I take a successful business and tear it down? “They’ve been kicked out of several churches” “They’ve been evicted from every place they’ve lived” “they’ve pissed off neighbors all over” and on and on and on…
What actually happened? Are these questions ever explored?
Lets do that.
My first salon was opened in April 2003. I had it for 3 years and was doing great. I was actually looking to expand and add a few self wash stations when we decided to relocate. I closed the salon June 2006. The money I owe on this business is the estimated sales taxes for 2006/2007. (The state of TX has added lots of late fees.) and note, the estimated sales taxes are based on the years previous sales, so it was a very busy salon. When we moved to Maine I attempted to open a salon.it didn’t even take off. It happens. Shortly after we moved to KY I opened a salon in September I think, 2010. It was open just over a year when we had to move. ( the area had a housing shortage and our rent house was sold). I closed January 2012. It sucked. I won’t deny that. In fact I was so upset I quit grooming for a year.
We’ve only been members of one church. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. LDS. Mormons. We are actually still members, although we don’t attend. My choice really. It’s probably not fair. I refuse to go (that’s another blog for later) and my husband won’t go without me. But we have not been kicked out. We did have a personality conflict at a few wards, so I don’t get along with people. Maybe it’s more they don’t get along with me. Big deal. I didn’t harm anyone. Didn’t hurt anyone. Just people don’t like how opinionated I am. This isn’t new. As far as my temple recommend, yes, that was taken from me. Again, this needs to be another blog, but in short, it’s one reason I don’t attend is I find the requirements hypocritical. But the stake president took away my temple recommend for not paying tithing. I was however paying tithing, I have the tithing settlement to prove it. But it wasn’t enough apparently. I was not accused of misconduct with others. I simply didn’t pay enough for my temple privileges. ( temple is not the same as meetinghouse where members meet each Sunday).
We’ve lived in so many places. And we’ve moved for so many reasons. Yes, some of them were simply because we couldn’t afford rent. We’ve struggled financially. It’s not a secret. I’m not ashamed. But our rental history is one of the main reasons we built this homestead. We couldn’t leave the very core of our security up to a landlord. Some cases a slumlord. And we’ve been here 3 years. Despite people trying to make things hard, we have secured a consistent living space for our family. Not that a nomadic life isn’t good. I could easily do that. But my family, my children specifically, wants this. So this is what we do.
Im not sure who all I’ve (we’ve) pissed off. I’m not keeping track. Maybe someone is. I do recall a story last May about another homeschool family who said we were the only people they’ve kicked out of their home. I’ve never seen them explain. I will. We had visited these people 3-4 times. We got along well. One day, the last visit, we talked politics. I know right. Don’t talk politics or religion. We do both. Probably why people don’t get along with me. Anyhow, we discussed socialized medicine, universal healthcare, Obama care, whatever. It didn’t end badly, just very very uncomfortable. We received a FB message a few days later. A break up letter so to speak. We were too competitive and we just didn’t fit as friends. And that was it. We didn’t have a fight. We still like the family. I think my son was still FB friends with them till his acct was taken down. We never had any criminal incidents with neighbors. We never caused trouble. We lived next door to Ron Sneed for over 2 years without any trouble. And his only complaint was our goats got in his yard. My son even had a job lined up working for him until Al Wilson paid a visit. That’s when a simple animal report turned into a criminal complaint even tho the goats had been contained.
It’s great if you have a knack for writing and can embellish stories to make them more interesting. But when you look there really isn’t any substance. The stories don’t go anywhere. Just sitting there spinning wheels and flinging mud.Loading Likes...
I was just reading through again. I do love your blog, and have shared it with my husband. (Who also loves it) and YES, we have done the big ole’ google search too. I also get sucked in by reading their posts and usually end up wasting my time, as their findings aren’t truly findings, and their statements are essentially word salad, or significantly twisted out of context.
I find that the people who write about you are either news folk (which equates to biased crap), or people who are trying to cover the fact that on the inside they are truly dead, rotten and awful people. They are so miserable with their lives, they want to do anything to make yours miserable as well. (Only, they don’t have that power, and they hate it, which is why they have all of those pages about you, and your family, they want to try to gain that power.)
They remind me of one of my family members, for one truth told about her she has a million other lies/twists/word salad scenarios to throw out there to divert from the truth being spoken about her character.
A portion of the few non-sock accounts that they have are people who are internally miserable desperate for attention, desperate for some sort of validation, to “fit in” with a crowd. It is similar to what you would see in a public school, the outcast child so desperate for acceptance they follow whatever crowd will take them, and more often than not, it’s not a good crowd.
You’d figure since most of them are out of high school, that the school game pettiness would stop too.
I am sorry that it hasn’t and I am happy that you are continuing to blog your life, and “do you” so to speak. You’re a light in a world of bullshit negativity and ridiculous demand of conformity.
If there was any truth to what you said, I could see your point. However, your point is full of misinformation and ignorant assumptions.
It’s for an infinite number of things. Lots of people should get jobs. Let’s start with every stay at home welfare mom. And all government officials whom I deem their jobs useless. Im sure there are plenty of unemployed people in the Newark OH area. You should start a job coaching program to help those in the area who are jobless.
Why do you ask for money via paypal? What is it for? Maybe hubby should get a job
Who cares if you don’t attend church. My problem with you lies in the fact that you portray yourself as homesteaders and you keep producing children you want that PayPal button on the bottom of your blog to pay for. Your family is nothing but a bunch of poster children for a Feed the Children commercial. Tell Joe to be a man and support his family like he should, put your children in school and straighten yourselves up. Yep, that’s right school! Otherwise they are going to grow up and have to scam money off people too when they discover they cannot get a job or higher education because of your “unschooling” methods.
It’s funny how the people who know the least, speak the most. I hate it for your and your family.
I hope that you all are safe.
Thanks for the support and feedback. I was playing with font colors last week but the hosting site was doing upgrades and nothing was working right. I will try to fight with it later
You mean the recordings where he’s having to defend his family from constant harassment? He’s actually quite diplomatic if you ask me.
Going by the recordings you’ve posted of Joe, it seems like he’s not really good at getting along with people either.
i love the color brown too but combined with the font color you’ve chosen, it makes it difficult to read your blog. I’ll read it no matter what but since you’re looking for high readership for the Amazon ads, PayPal, and square store, I thought I’d give you that honest feedback. Even white font would help. I’ve monetized several blogs and assure you it will help and it’s an easy fix compared to trying to engage readers in other ways. ?
Sorry about all the drama that follows you around. Best you can do is accept the truth and do the most you can to be a good person for your kids.
I so agree..I need a lot of land..and have been looking..I’m not the type of person to jump out and say let’s be friends. .I always say look out for the lady with the cookies cause she’ll be the one to gossep and back stab u..learn that when I rent yrs ago ..the lady brought me cupcakes..told me who to watch put for..yep she was the one I had to watch out for..I to am lds..jack of the mormons..but just cause u stand in a garage don’t make u a car..so [email protected] religion is out for me..the last place I rented the neighbor brought me cookies..yep..he kids couldn’t play in the back yard of I was out in mine..so owning land u would think people would leave u the hell alone..but thank god I ran into u..to see wow now what when I shopping for land do I need to camp out there for a week..and make sure no one brings me cookies..I talk politics religion. .I’m so screwed..my fb is mine and yet people want to live my fb life from their page..tell me how to think..what to do..I will never try to tell u what to do..but I bet allowing vets to live for free on ur land for a year..might might not run off the hatters..hate is its own subject..why..I try to love but the circle is small..very small..bitterness is becoming more of a reality as the day grow shorter the older I become..what must one do to find peace. .all the land u have one would think..that no one would bother u..but one rotten apple cab rot the rest..I would love to smack the wilsons..and lots of others..but then I’ve stooped down to their level..how does one maintain peace. .and not become bitter..cause there is not must sweet left in me..it’s become bitter..now I need to find a piece full lot of land..but will that become my worst nightmare…ur strength shows u must go on..but how u do it..is baffling other then the love of what u created..around u..ur loving family..and that’s my take. .f the wolves in sheep skin..my heartfelt love send to u and urs
It’s like the kids game where you line up a bunch of kids and the first one in line makes a statement. By time you get to the end of the line the statement has been changed to be something way different than the original statement . Only when grownups play the game it causes major problems. The grape vine is majority broken.
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