WWE Presents Brock Lesnar’s Go To Hell Tour

I’m excited for tonight; a WWE Network exclusive, Brock Lesnar will be kicking off his Go To Hell tour starting with a battle against Big Show at Madison Square Garden.

This is the beginning of a string of exciting events. The Brothers of Destruction are reuniting. Lesnar and Undertaker will have their rematch at Hell In A Cell. And John Cena is taking six weeks off!

Please check out the link below for FaceToHeel’s rundown of tonight’s events.

Source: WWE Presents Brock Lesnar’s Go To Hell Tour

2015 Night of Champions Card Lineup and Predictions

WWE’s Night Of Champions is tonight!  Head over to FaceToHeel.com (link below) for a full rundown of the match card and to see my predictions.

Source: 2015 Night of Champions Card Lineup and Predictions

Say Cheese

I always wondered why certain people would choose to cut amazing food groups out of their diet.  Vegetarians, vegans, the “I don’t have a gluten allergy but I go gluten free for the health benefits” crowd.  I used to say often that if I was allergic to peanuts, I would lose my mind.  I love food that is worthy of the highest critical praise and I love a greasy basket of fried nonsense from the state fair.  Eating surrounds so many events in life and it’s best to go in with zero restrictions.  Or at least it was.

In early August of 2015, I was diagnosed with severe lactose intolerance and a milk allergy.  I can’t even eat something that “may have” come into contact with dairy without getting horribly sick and feeling miles south of the worst hangover I’ve ever had combined with what I imagine the human body feels like after falling off a cliff.  Farewell pizza, cheese curds, most baked goods and alfredo sauce.  Hello soy cheese and almond milk and butter made out of oil.  Forget casually going to a restaurant and ordering whatever sounds good because half the time, there’s some milk product hiding away in the meal that keeps me from getting close to it.  Hell, I washed dishes the other day that had sour cream on them and got a godawful rash on both of my arms.  Things are very different for me now.


What I’ve noticed more than anything is that the world isn’t friendly to people with dietary restrictions.  Order something without cheese and be prepared for people to look at you as if you have leprosy.  It’s not fun being THAT person who has to turn down birthday cake at work or pizza parties with friends or Halloween candy because your body will reject it in all sorts of fun ways.  It’s difficult to avoid allergens when it seems that virtually everything is processed in a factory that also processes food items with nuts and milk and gluten.  I won’t even get started on how expensive it becomes to find things that are acceptable and safe.

At work, people look at me with sad faces when I turn down certain foods and give them an honest reason why.  When I don’t feel like giving a reason, they look at me funny, as if I’m a freak of nature for declining an 8am doughnut.  Dealing with this for the last month and a half has made me very confused about why there is barely any focus on dietary restrictions.  I have to make separate shopping trips to get what I need because stores just don’t carry it.  I don’t expect the world to cater to every individual need, but lactose intolerance is hardly a rare thing.  Mine may be more serious than most, but it makes me wonder why such a large population of people are left without reasonable options.  My goal is to find a way to get more options; I just need to find the starting line.

29 More Years To Go…

Sometimes I wonder if I’m meant to live in a world with other people or if my true wish is to be on a small island with only a handful of others.  My husband and I moved into a house in order to get away from cramped apartment living.  We were tired of sharing a wall, tired of people blocking our driveway, tired of kids playing right outside our back door in the shared yard, and just tired of not having a space to call our own.  Last October, we said goodbye to our townhome and hello to our house.


I should have expected to still run into issues, and I don’t know why I thought that all problems would vanish once the ink was dry and we had keys in hand.  We have a house full of dudes on one side of us; they have at least five vehicles, possibly six, and initially tried to make the front of OUR home their permanent parking space.  The house, at max, is a three bedroom unit.  Three bedrooms, five dudes, possibly one younger female, a few older females who come and go, and occasionally a kid or two.  One resident wears nothing but a tank top and sandals, and just about all of them act like it’s a frat house.  At least the keg is finally off the front porch.

Across the street, the frat house’s friends installed a urinal in their garage to accommodate their guests during parties.  A garage urinal, conveniently located next to the full size garage fridge and underneath the wall mounted garage flat screen.  Oddly enough, since the garage urinal was installed, they haven’t had a single drunken party.  The last was the Mayweather fight where the guests left tire marks all over our driveway as they hurried to turn their cars around and speed off home.


On the other side of our home is a family with four kids, one of which belongs to the couple and three that belong to the wife/girlfriend only.  I had high hopes for them because the guy was really friendly towards my husband and the oldest son was friendly towards our kid.  Didn’t last long.  They had a party where they not only blocked off the street with flashing lights (because… they own the street?), but had drunk idiots sitting in our yard and leaving cigarette butts everywhere.  They not only lose track of their puppy in our yard, but lose their baby in it as well.  Their baby.  They have thrown balls into our house multiple times, the parents only directing them to stop AFTER we stick our heads outside.

The middle boy is the worst kind of kid and will stand in the middle of our backyard while playing catch.  After upsetting my dog (who I value more than anyone in my neighborhood), I told the middle kid “I need you to please get out of my yard, you’re making my dog upset.”  Nicer than I wanted to be since the adults were outside having a garage sale, but he moved after glaring at me a bit.  After this happens, the delusional mom approaches me and the first thing out of her mouth is “did we do something to offend you?”  Seriously, lady?  Your kid is standing in the middle of my yard playing catch.  Not on the edge, not popping in to retrieve a ball, but just standing there.  My dog is upset by this because it’s his yard.  I tell him to move, very nicely I might add, and this is your response?  It took all my self-control not to go off on this woman, who thinks her family and children are so charming, that others should feel honored to be in their presence.  Every time their dog gets loose while she plays on her phone, I wish terrible things on her.

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No one puts their dog on a leash, and we had three dogs run up on our (leashed) dog and scare him pretty good, so now he hates the site of any of those dogs.  Not that the owners care.  I hate to have to worry about my dog biting another dog while trying to defend me, then having animal control tell me that my dog is dangerous, all because some twat decided their precious pooch was too good for a leash.  I don’t want to see a dog get hit by a car due to careless owners.  Unfortunately for me, everyone else who feels the same way I do lives on another street.  My street is asshole heaven.

Maybe I’m being too picky, but we are investing serious cash into this house and really aren’t asking for much.  Don’t make the curb in front of our home into your permanent parking space.  Don’t tell your kids it’s okay to play in our yard.  Put your dog on a leash.  Don’t throw shit at our house.  Don’t leave trash in our yard.  Keep your drunk asshole friends off our property.  Don’t play cornhole on the sidewalk right in front of my house when you have room to do it elsewhere and stay out of my yard.  Understand that there are shared spaces around us that need to be respected, AND that private property should be respected even more.  If everyone quit acting like they were the only people in the entire world, got out of their bubble for a minute and thought of how their actions affect others, life would be much happier for us all.

It’s Finally Fabulous Wedding Season

The Supreme Court ruled, in a 5 to 4 vote, that the Constitution guarantees a right to same-sex marriage.  This is something I never expected to see in my lifetime and something that makes me proud of this country.  Marriage should be a union between two consenting adults; there is nothing complex or confusing about it.  I’m excited to see what this monumental ruling brings down the road.


What doesn’t excite me is the horrible attitudes of people who still strongly oppose same-sex unions.  The reality we live in is full of all types of couples; different races and social standings and genders and religions.  No one has to agree with every union out there.  I don’t happen to agree with an 18-year-old marrying someone old enough to be their grandfather, but I’m not about to parade the streets in protest.  Consenting adults get to marry whoever those consenting adults want.

A marriage of any kind affects the two people who are married, plus any children they have, any pets they keep, and any family members who live with them.  Outside of that, if you are affected by someone’s marriage, it is because you are choosing to insert yourself somewhere that you don’t need to be.  My brother, who was married last year, lives in New York and his marriage didn’t change anything in my world.  Two friends of mine also married last year, and their marriage (which was the best wedding I’ve ever been to) also didn’t affect me past the few pounds I probably gained from their amazing cupcakes.  If you are whining about how you are negatively affected by same-sex marriages, it’s your own damn fault.


The whole “I don’t want it thrown in my face argument” isn’t valid either.  The people who are shouting this from the rooftops are the same ones who are heavily invested in reality television, who are keeping up with the Kardashians, and who gossip heavily on social media.  You are throwing nonsense in the faces of everyone around you when you drone on about the latest garbage on E! News, discussing the most recent celebrity weddings and hook-ups.  The world isn’t going to censor itself because you’re too fragile to handle it.  If you don’t want things “thrown in your face,” remove yourself from society, stop watching Big Brother, and log off Facebook while the rest of us carry on living our lives and enjoying the little pleasures each day brings.

“But I don’t want to see rainbows everywhere, or two men making out.”  First of all, rainbows are fantastic.  They are bright and colorful and happy.  If you hate the sight of happiness, I don’t know what to tell you.  Second, I can understand not wanting to see two guys making out because, personally, I don’t want to see ANYONE making out.  Excessive displays of public affection are uncomfortable regardless of the couple.  That said, if you are getting up in arms about two women holding hands, you need to take it down a notch and quit being so damn uptight.  PG displays of love are a part of life; so long as it doesn’t cross a line, quit obsessing and leave people alone.


“But it destroys the sanctity of marriage.”  And straight couples getting married for the 4th or 5th time doesn’t?  Shows like Arranged, The Bachelor/Bachelorette and Married At First Sight aren’t destroying it?  Photographers stalking celebrity weddings and posting photos for greedy fans to devour doesn’t destroy it?  Sorry, guys, but a woman marrying a woman she loves isn’t destroying a single thing.  It’s working to rebuild the institution of marriage by opening the door for many more loving and deserving couples that want to marry in the eyes of God and/or the law.

When it’s all said and done, everyone has the right to their own opinion.  But I have the right to keep my distance from people who are stuck in the dark ages and who refuse to evolve along with the rest of us.  I have already deleted a couple of people from my life due to their ignorant and close-minded views.  I have deleted them because they are insulting, rude, and acting quite childish, not to mention quick to place blame on the so-called cowards who have joined me in dropping them as friends.  People who oppose equality and love don’t earn any space in my life.

Maybe these people will come around, and maybe they won’t.  What matters to me is that the majority is standing tall and proud, cheering this decision along with me.  My child will grow up in a better world than I grew up in.  Things are changing and it can only get better from here.  It’s a waste of time and energy to sulk, hating on people you don’t even know.  Stop hating.  Start embracing.

Call Her Caitlyn

I’ll be honest, I am 100% tired of hearing about Bruce Jenner’s transition to Caitlyn, his new identity now that he is publicly out as a her.  The story was out in the public eye long before Jenner made the official announcement, thanks to the Kardashian’s reality show and fondness for living life like an open wound.  Countless tabloids reported how Bruce was shaving down his Adam’s apple, growing his hair, and taking female hormones in preparation to become a woman.  Photos of him wearing a dress were illegally obtained and briefly posted.  Eventually, he gave a heartfelt interview to tell the world about his transition in his own words and on his own terms.

Now, the Vanity Fair photos have been released in preparation for the July issue that will feature Jenner on the cover with his new name and as a woman.  He has received surgeries, including breast augmentation, and facial reconstruction to appear more feminine.  If I didn’t know any better, I’d say I was looking at someone who was born a female  Since the photos surfaced, all everyone is talking about is Caitlyn.  People are excited and call her a hero, and people are disgusted and want him to piss off.


I was born a female and am quite happy being female, so I cannot begin to understand what it must be like for someone to be born in the wrong body.  The positive part of this is that people are talking.  Sadly, the Kardashians are the biggest names out there when it comes to reality TV, so the reach that this story gets is massive.  Caitlyn has forced everyone to acknowledge that transgender individuals can be anyone and can come from anywhere.  It is in our face whether we like it or not, and that is something I am happy about.  The LGBT community isn’t going to vanish, so anything that helps get more people talking and more people exposed is welcomed by me.

That said, I 100% understand why certain people are angry about Jenner being hailed as a hero and talked about as if she is a Goddess.  She is not the first to make this journey and certainly won’t be the last.  She has the money to get the surgeries while others do not.  She gets the glamorous photo shoot while others get ignored.  It’s unfair.  On the other side, people that consider a hero to be something other than a person getting a sex change, I see your point of view as well.  I honestly can’t decide if what Jenner is doing is a brave step towards an honest life or some insane publicity stunt (thanks, Kim).  If living honest is heroic, we all have the capacity to be a hero, so I’m not quite comfortable with that title while also not opposing it.

Here’s the bottom line though; Jenner can do whatever she wants to do and it doesn’t matter one little bit whether you like it or not.  We all have the right to be happy, so long as our happiness doesn’t harm others or break laws.  We have the right to pursue that happiness, and as long as we don’t overstep the obvious boundaries, no one has any room or right to tell us we can’t.  Not all of us are born to fit into the “normal” mold and I think it’s fantastic that we have resources to help us find our true place in life.  I can get fake boobs if I want, and so can Caitlyn.  Jenner isn’t my hero, but I’m glad he decided to publicly become a she.  Now it’s on us to either accept that there are people like this in the world or to choose to remain close-minded and hateful.  I hope everyone chooses wisely.


Yesterday, a random woman on Twitter felt the need to educate me on my hypocrisy regarding breastfeeding in public.  According to her, moms should be allowed to do it wherever and however they see fit.  This stemmed from a comment I made earlier in the day on Twitter.  It was not directed at her or hashtagged, so I assume she was just bored and searching for people to annoy.

What I said was “This whole right to breastfeed in public thing drives me nuts thanks to moms who have no respect for others & think they’re entitled.  Yes, you should be able to breastfeed in public, but YES you should cover up your jugs & not be an obnoxious twat about it.”  This was in reaction to a news story about mothers who harassed a business owner after he had requested a mother cover herself in his restaurant while breastfeeding.  The mother in question, according to all accounts, made no effort to hide her bare breast in full view of the patrons.


There is a big difference between a mother trying to feed her child and a woman using her child to make a point to whoever happens to be watching.  Just because you are still breastfeeding your child doesn’t mean you are entitled to be disrespectful to others.  Having your breast fully exposed in public, especially in places with a captive audience such as a restaurant, is not okay.  I’m not suggesting moms go hide in the restrooms or in their cars to breastfeed, but I do feel they should make an effort to cover up.

My sister-in-law used one of those massive tent-like covers that completely masked everything.  I’ve seen other moms carefully use a blanket to hide certain areas so you can tell what is going on but it’s not in your face.  My issue is with the women who feel that breastfeeding is something that needs to be announced to the world.  A child should not be used as part of some twisted statement.  Even if a business owner wrongly shoos you away while you rightfully feed your child, you should have enough decency to not react by turning your child into a tool for revenge.


Feeding your child does not make you special.  Providing the most basic of needs doesn’t make you better than anyone else or entitled to receive all sorts of special treatment at the expense of others.  Why should I have to hide my son’s eyes because some woman decides to whip out her breast at Applebee’s?  Why can’t she have respect for those around her and do it discreetly?  Why am I wrong for wanting mothers to make an attempt to not flash their milk jugs to the world?

I’m not a prude, but I’m also not okay with seeing random tits everywhere.  The “it’s natural” argument is lost on me, as a lot of things are “natural” but shouldn’t be blatantly done/performed in public.  If your true goal is to feed your baby in the best possible way, then do it.  But when your breastfeeding becomes not only an inappropriate public display, but a tool to shame mothers who choose formula and a tool to harass businesses, you’ve crossed a line.  Your baby is not a prop.

29th April 2014 PHOTO CREDIT SHOULD READ: MATTHEW PAGE Sports Direct Clumber Street, Nottingham.  Mums held a protest at Sports Direct after a woman was asked to leave the shop for breastfeeding her child.

I suppose I was called a hypocrite by random Twitter lady because I support breastfeeding in public, but I don’t support certain ways it is done.  What needs to exist is a mutual respect for each other by mothers and business owners/patrons/etc.  Mothers need to make an effort to cover so we’re not seeing nipples galore and everyone else needs to be understanding about the fact that babies need to eat on their schedule, not anyone else’s.  Moms should not be forced to hide in a dirty public restroom to breastfeed and I should not have to see nipples and giant engorged bare breasts while shopping at Target.  It’s give and take on both sides.

According to my new Twitter BFF, covering hinders lactation.  So because a small percentage of babies don’t like any type of cover whatsoever, all mothers should be able to skip using it?  I have yet to hear a good argument as to why I shouldn’t demand a bit of modesty from nursing moms.  I have yet to hear a rational reason why this angry group of breastfeeding mothers insists that frontal exposure is not only necessary to properly breastfeed, but is something the rest of us should simply deal with.  I have yet to hear a good reason why breastfeeding has to be an odd political statement instead of an act of providing nourishment to a baby.

Breastfeeding alone does not make you more woman or more mother than anyone else.  You might be the loudest person in the room but volume has nothing to do with your value.  If you want to be a good mother, be a good mother.  If you want to be respected when you feed your child in public, do so in a way that doesn’t also make you a public nuisance.  If you just want to get your knockers out and yell at passerby, no one is going to respect you or listen to a damn thing you say.  There is a way to make this whole thing a nonissue, once people get off their soapboxes, quit using babies as protest signs, stop shaming mothers, and start acting like decent human beings.

2015 Extreme Rules Match Card And Predictions

Jamie C. Baker:

I wrote the following article for FaceToHeel.com prior to finding out that Daniel Bryan was out. He was unfortunately not medically cleared for competition due to a shoulder injury. Bryan overcame all odds at WrestleMania XXX to win the WWE World Heavyweight Championship in a Triple Threat match. His WrestleMania moment was without a doubt a once in a lifetime experience. WWE tried to replicate it in a smaller fashion this year by having him win the Intercontinental Title, but it didn’t come close.
Now, thanks to Bryan pushing himself past his limits, his career may be over. We don’t know the extent of the original injuries and we don’t know if he was truly ready to come back. Once he was back, he acted recklessly and obviously put his body on the line just so we were entertained. I hope that this new injury is just a minor setback, but my gut tells me that our days of Bryan as our hero are over and done with.

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After WrestleMania ended, we jumped right into the countdown to Extreme Rules.  Brock Lesnar, who just signed a three year contract, is “indefinitely suspended” and has been off television since the Raw after WrestleMania.  Daniel Bryan, Seth Rollins and John Cena captured the gold, while Tyson Kidd and Cesaro managed to hold onto theirs.  AJ Lee wrestled her last Mania match, retiring just days later.  The United States title has been up for grabs every Monday night, while the Divas title hasn’t been defended in god knows how long.  I’m not sure how extreme I would rate some of the stipulated matches on the card, but I’m hopeful that we will see some seriously hardcore matches ahead.  Let’s take a look at the card and make some predictions.

Tyson Kidd & Cesaro (c) vs The New Day – Kickoff Tag Team Title Match

For the second PPV in a row…

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Hey, @comcast, You Are Literally The Worst

Imagine the worst person you have ever dated.  Add some extra emotional abuse.  Take away their common sense and make sure they argue with you constantly, especially in situations where everyone knows they are wrong.  Add in the ability to ruin quiet evenings at home at the drop of a hat by simply refusing to do the one thing they are meant to do.  Oh, and they also have herpes, which they graciously gave to you, so expect them to always pop back into your life, in a manner of speaking.  This is what life is life if you are or ever have been a Comcast customer.


My husband and I bought a home in October 2014.  Prior to closing, I researched the cable providers in our area and was told that Comcast and Direct TV were our two options.  After reluctantly calling Comcast, I was told that our street was not wired because it was “too expensive” and “not worth doing at this time.”  Thankfully, a very helpful customer service rep at AT&T let me know that our street was set up for U-Verse; all they had to do was wire our home and we could transfer our service over.  I love AT&T.

Yesterday, we found a note on our door stating “We will be doing construction in your area for cable television.  All known existing utilities will be located and exposed to prevent damage to them.”  It even had an adorable cartoon construction worker on it.  I called the number on the back of the card for more information and was told that yes, our entire street was going to be “serviced.”  They will be boring eight inch holes in the yards to look for utilities.  Then they will fill them back up and spray paint the areas.  When I asked why, they told me it was to wire the neighborhood for Comcast services.


Now, they could have EASILY done this during the time AT&T chose to wire the neighborhood, when NO ONE WAS LIVING THERE, NO ONE HAD GRASS, AND NOTHING WOULD BE DISTURBED.  Instead, they are now going to dig for treasure in yards that have finally established a lawn and in yards like mine where my husband and I have spent hours in the yard trying to get things going and spent quite a bit of cash investing in seed and hay and tools.  And the kicker is that by law, they are allowed to dig up any yard in any neighborhood and don’t have to do a goddamn thing to fix it when they are done.  Awesome.

Comcast gave us less than a week’s worth notice.  They failed to put their name on the notice, give the neighborhood adequate information about what they were doing, and failed to do things properly in a way that made sense and didn’t annoy the piss out of everyone around them.  Since they don’t have to make repairs, I fully expect that we will have some lovely round dirt holes where grass used to grow once next week rolls around.  Comcast doesn’t care and they could not be more clear about that fact.

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It appears that I have no course of action here.  For some reason, MY property isn’t MINE when it comes to digging and installing cables that no one needs because we all already have cable services and sure as hell don’t want shitty Comcast.  I’ve been assured that it will cost me “about $20 to fill in my yard with seed and topsoil, depending on how many holes they dig.”  That’s reassuring, thanks.  Basically, I have to bend over and take it.  I don’t understand how this company is still in business, I don’t get how customers stick with them (unless they are still stuck on hold, which is a strong possibility).

It took us three weeks to leave Comcast, as their systems were always down when we tried to cancel, forcing us to drive quite a ways out to drop off our equipment and cancel for good.  Years later, they are still finding ways to screw with us.  Never have I ever seen a company care so little about their customers and still manage to keep them.  Comcast is the worst kind of business and I hope one day, they burn to the ground.

Up In Smoke

I don’t smoke cigarettes, I don’t smoke weed, and I don’t smoke anything you have to buy at a dimly lit street corner from a guy with shifty eyes that smells like a musty basement and bad decisions.  But I will smoke a cigar without question or hesitation.  My grandfather used to sit out on my front porch when I was very young with his favorite cigar, blowing rings into the air as I played in the yard.  The smell of cigar smoke is very nostalgic for me, but I also simply enjoy the hell out of them.

My husband recently got a great deal on a pack of ten through an advertised deal he found in one of the many free magazine subscriptions we get delivered to the house every week.  To keep myself from dipping into his new supply, I got myself a few at the gas station to tide me over until I could find my own place to get a good deal from.  I won’t knock the gas station cigar; it’s an easy enough option and not pricey at all.  My last Speedway stogie burned out last night, so I need to go shopping for something with quality.


I stumbled upon Famous Smoke Shop and proceeded to get lost in their incredible selection.  I’ll be honest, I’m not a cigar connoisseur who knows brands and best locations to buy from, so the fact that they have a wide variety of samplers is perfect for me.  I also found a gorgeous foot locker humidor that I am seriously considering buying for my husband (hopefully he skips over this article).  I’m not into vaping myself, but I do have friends who are, so I’ve knocked out a few Christmas gifts as well thanks to their selection.

I am very excited to say that I have some amazing cigars heading my way in the very near future!  With the weather finally cooperating, I’m looking forward to enjoying some nights out on the porch, encased in a cloud of smoke with my husband.  Once he and I are able to try the Famous Smoke collection, I will be posting a review.  Now all I need to worry about is what whiskey best pairs with what cigar.  The possibilities are endless; a shame my wallet isn’t as well…


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