So wow.
I've missed this place.
I've missed all of you.
I really need to stop smoking that crack...
(Yes, that was a joke.)
Here's my plan: I don't know how well I'll stick to it, but... I figure one post per season to catch all of you up. One post for the last year is WAY too much to hope for. I figure I'll start with the Summer post.
I love you!!!!
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Friday, December 28, 2007
A joke I've hung on to
2:11 PM 9/4/2007
A crusty old man walks into the local First Baptist Church and says to the secretary, "I would like to join this damn church."
The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon, sir. I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?"
"Listen up, damn it. I said I want to join this damn church!"
"I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this church."
The secretary leaves her desk and goes into the pastor's study to inform him of her situation. The pastor agrees that the secretary does not have to listen to that foul language. They both return to her office and the pastor asks the old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
"There is no damn problem," the man says. "I just won $200 million bucks in the damn lottery and I want to join this damn church to get rid of some of this damn money."
"I see," said the pastor. "And is this bitch giving you a hard time?"
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A crusty old man walks into the local First Baptist Church and says to the secretary, "I would like to join this damn church."
The astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon, sir. I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?"
"Listen up, damn it. I said I want to join this damn church!"
"I'm very sorry sir, but that kind of language is not tolerated in this church."
The secretary leaves her desk and goes into the pastor's study to inform him of her situation. The pastor agrees that the secretary does not have to listen to that foul language. They both return to her office and the pastor asks the old geezer, "Sir, what seems to be the problem here?"
"There is no damn problem," the man says. "I just won $200 million bucks in the damn lottery and I want to join this damn church to get rid of some of this damn money."
"I see," said the pastor. "And is this bitch giving you a hard time?"
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Tuesday, May 29, 2007
I am going to relax today.
Whoo! What a busy week! Between trying to get my printer to work to running someplace every day... Very busy.
I've been trying to figure out what Diva's summer lesson plans will be. I thought about skipping math and focusing on science. Still undecided.
We saw Spiderman 3 a couple/few weeks ago. I loved it. I'm also not an avid comic book reader. Venom was cool, but I'm really glad I got to see Sandman on the big screen.
Last Tuesday -my out in the woods yoga day- I didn't do yoga. I did crunches instead. We have got to do yoga tonight. I desperately need it. No yoga for 2 weeks now. I really don't want to do it alone. I'm afraid that my partner is gonna poop out on me. Left to my own devices, I'll stop doing it. I know this about myself. I won't like having to stay self-motivated to be alone.
So, the Heroes season finale? Totally rocked! It cleared up so many loose ends, didn't leave you hanging as much as previous chapters, AND they did a preview of Volume 2!!! All in all, it was very satisfying. I have many theories, ideas, and speculation about Volume 2. I love a show that leaves me buzzing after watching it.
Friends from Atlanta were here over the weekend. Love love love when they are in town! Very cool people. They WILL have something very positive happen to them within the next two weeks. We have two separate dreams that we have merged to help each other out. Both beautiful dreams, both are going to happen. That's all there is to it.
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I've been trying to figure out what Diva's summer lesson plans will be. I thought about skipping math and focusing on science. Still undecided.
We saw Spiderman 3 a couple/few weeks ago. I loved it. I'm also not an avid comic book reader. Venom was cool, but I'm really glad I got to see Sandman on the big screen.
Last Tuesday -my out in the woods yoga day- I didn't do yoga. I did crunches instead. We have got to do yoga tonight. I desperately need it. No yoga for 2 weeks now. I really don't want to do it alone. I'm afraid that my partner is gonna poop out on me. Left to my own devices, I'll stop doing it. I know this about myself. I won't like having to stay self-motivated to be alone.
So, the Heroes season finale? Totally rocked! It cleared up so many loose ends, didn't leave you hanging as much as previous chapters, AND they did a preview of Volume 2!!! All in all, it was very satisfying. I have many theories, ideas, and speculation about Volume 2. I love a show that leaves me buzzing after watching it.
Friends from Atlanta were here over the weekend. Love love love when they are in town! Very cool people. They WILL have something very positive happen to them within the next two weeks. We have two separate dreams that we have merged to help each other out. Both beautiful dreams, both are going to happen. That's all there is to it.
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Friday, May 18, 2007
So...
Yesterday I was ready to get my kid on drugs AND send her to boarding school. Not one or the other. I was ready to ship her ass out, and let someone else deal. I was done. Luckily, the man stepped in. He took charge, and I'm willing to give it another shot today.
I'm not going into any details. Little Diva doesn't deserve that. Suffice it to say, I was DONE. I had a total meltdown. I pretty much figured nothing has ever worked, and nothing ever will. I felt helpless. I didn't have any options left - at least that is how I felt. I was ready to hand her off to whoever would be willing to take her.
I did tell her I was willing to let her go to public school again if she really wants to. I also told her that if I find out she does even one inappropriate thing with a boy, I will yank her out so fast she won't know what hit her.
I am aware how awful this sounds. Judge if you want. I just lost it. I think this 24-7 thing with no possibility for parole (babysitter) is a lot to handle. No 'adult only' time to go out or whatever. The Diva is always there doing her drama queen thing. Always.
I could have a girls night out, but the timing is off. We are tightening the belts around here until our trip to MN in July. No extra spending allowed, eat cheap crap food, put every cent toward vacation spending money, etc.
I have two opportunities for overnight road trips before MN. I need to figure it out before I go crazy and take everyone down with me.
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I'm not going into any details. Little Diva doesn't deserve that. Suffice it to say, I was DONE. I had a total meltdown. I pretty much figured nothing has ever worked, and nothing ever will. I felt helpless. I didn't have any options left - at least that is how I felt. I was ready to hand her off to whoever would be willing to take her.
I did tell her I was willing to let her go to public school again if she really wants to. I also told her that if I find out she does even one inappropriate thing with a boy, I will yank her out so fast she won't know what hit her.
I am aware how awful this sounds. Judge if you want. I just lost it. I think this 24-7 thing with no possibility for parole (babysitter) is a lot to handle. No 'adult only' time to go out or whatever. The Diva is always there doing her drama queen thing. Always.
I could have a girls night out, but the timing is off. We are tightening the belts around here until our trip to MN in July. No extra spending allowed, eat cheap crap food, put every cent toward vacation spending money, etc.
I have two opportunities for overnight road trips before MN. I need to figure it out before I go crazy and take everyone down with me.
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Wednesday, May 16, 2007
I want
I want.
I want.
I want.
I'm so sick of hearing "I want" without the "I" part of the equation putting in an effort. Quit telling me if you aren't willing to work for it.
I'm over it.
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I want.
I want.
I'm so sick of hearing "I want" without the "I" part of the equation putting in an effort. Quit telling me if you aren't willing to work for it.
I'm over it.
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Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Hey Cricket!!
So glad you have a blog again!!! Have you posted yet?
Like the Queen of Hermitdom here is one to talk! *laugh* I haven't kept up with anyone or anything - as you well know.
I'm getting better, I swear!! :D
I'll be researching IMs today.
Talk to you soon!
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Like the Queen of Hermitdom here is one to talk! *laugh* I haven't kept up with anyone or anything - as you well know.
I'm getting better, I swear!! :D
I'll be researching IMs today.
Talk to you soon!
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Monday, May 14, 2007
Links -n- stuff
will be back shortly. The blog needed an upgrade and some spring cleaning.
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Online now
I got the laptop online. I'm hooked up, people. My next step is to get my IMs up and running.
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So happy!
We finally bought a laptop!!!! I am so over-the-top excited!
I am sitting in my bed, drinking coffee, typing this to post later. How freakin' cool is that?
I know. Took me long enough, right?
We also really wanted to have a laptop before our trip to MN this summer. Mostly cuz we are driving up, and we want something to do in the car. We have already installed The Sims. I'll get a few expansion packs to install from a friend of ours.
I have decided this is the solution to my lack of blogging. It's sitting down at the big PC, firing it up (since I'm not on it every day), etc.. With the laptop, I can type my entries in notepad, and copy/paste them online later.
One of my favorite things (so far) about the laptop are the Gadgets. I don't know enough yet to know if it is a strictly Vista thing, or if it is pretty common with Windows... I have no idea. I do know that I have a cool sidebar with an analog clock, a calendar, post-it pad (my favorite!), a CPU meter, a slideshow, and a picture puzzle.
The graphics rock. We wanted Intel, but settled for AMD instead. We wanted 2G of RAM, but settled for 1G. We have 160G memory, though. Pretty cool, eh? It also has a webcam and mic already built in. So excited!!!!
I haven't even hooked it up to the internet yet. I can't wait!
We also bought a carrying case for it. That wasn't in the original plan, but we were saving a lot by settling for less than what we wanted. I love my new laptop case!
I'll be looking at skins for my laptop. Shiny black is pretty and all, but I want something that screams me.
We also got an inverter for the car. Apparently an inverter (which gives you a place to plug something in) is cheaper that a car adapter for a laptop. This also means Little Diva might be able to play her PS2 on the trip to MN. Her portable DVD player has hook-ups for stuff like that. Diva has been saving her money for a long time and was able to buy the DVD player yesterday when we bought the laptop. That was a great purchase for her. She brought a movie with us, and watched it on the way home. So quiet, no trouble whatsoever, and the best part... She didn't feel car sick!!!!
We need to get a splitter for the cig lighter.
Ta ta for now! Y'all will be seeing a lot more of me, I promise! (Threaten?)
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I am sitting in my bed, drinking coffee, typing this to post later. How freakin' cool is that?
I know. Took me long enough, right?
We also really wanted to have a laptop before our trip to MN this summer. Mostly cuz we are driving up, and we want something to do in the car. We have already installed The Sims. I'll get a few expansion packs to install from a friend of ours.
I have decided this is the solution to my lack of blogging. It's sitting down at the big PC, firing it up (since I'm not on it every day), etc.. With the laptop, I can type my entries in notepad, and copy/paste them online later.
One of my favorite things (so far) about the laptop are the Gadgets. I don't know enough yet to know if it is a strictly Vista thing, or if it is pretty common with Windows... I have no idea. I do know that I have a cool sidebar with an analog clock, a calendar, post-it pad (my favorite!), a CPU meter, a slideshow, and a picture puzzle.
The graphics rock. We wanted Intel, but settled for AMD instead. We wanted 2G of RAM, but settled for 1G. We have 160G memory, though. Pretty cool, eh? It also has a webcam and mic already built in. So excited!!!!
I haven't even hooked it up to the internet yet. I can't wait!
We also bought a carrying case for it. That wasn't in the original plan, but we were saving a lot by settling for less than what we wanted. I love my new laptop case!
I'll be looking at skins for my laptop. Shiny black is pretty and all, but I want something that screams me.
We also got an inverter for the car. Apparently an inverter (which gives you a place to plug something in) is cheaper that a car adapter for a laptop. This also means Little Diva might be able to play her PS2 on the trip to MN. Her portable DVD player has hook-ups for stuff like that. Diva has been saving her money for a long time and was able to buy the DVD player yesterday when we bought the laptop. That was a great purchase for her. She brought a movie with us, and watched it on the way home. So quiet, no trouble whatsoever, and the best part... She didn't feel car sick!!!!
We need to get a splitter for the cig lighter.
Ta ta for now! Y'all will be seeing a lot more of me, I promise! (Threaten?)
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Sunday, April 29, 2007
Addition to really late update
I've also started doing Yoga on a regular basis. A friend and I get together outside, and I am usually high from the experience for the rest of the night. If I don't get my Yoga, I'm like a junkie w/o a connection.
We usually do the poses that kick our asses. I think it is interesting that we do exactly the same routine, but we have different reactions in different muscle groups. I usually feel it from one tricep, up and across my shoulders, down the other tricep. She usually feels it in her ass, neck, or back.
I've noticed my clothes fitting better. I feel sexier than I have for awhile. It's a good thing.
Hmm... The urge is hitting me to do some Yoga....
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We usually do the poses that kick our asses. I think it is interesting that we do exactly the same routine, but we have different reactions in different muscle groups. I usually feel it from one tricep, up and across my shoulders, down the other tricep. She usually feels it in her ass, neck, or back.
I've noticed my clothes fitting better. I feel sexier than I have for awhile. It's a good thing.
Hmm... The urge is hitting me to do some Yoga....
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Really late update
So I totally suck with this whole online/check email/update blog thing. Sweaty donkey balls type of suck.
Let's see...
We have been so freaking busy lately. So busy that if we were in Hollywood, we would be checking ourselves into a hospital with exhaustion. It is very rare to have one entire day when we don't have to go anywhere. Today happens to be one of those days, but only because we are blowing off an activity. When the thought of doing something really cool makes you want to curl up in bed and temporarily die, it's time to play hooky (hookey?).
Little Diva and I have been to Minnesota. My brother had double bypass heart surgery. He's a horse though. He's gonna be just fine. His doctor wants him to ride bicycle in the Iron Man competition summer of '08. You can do either 30, 60, or 100 miles. If he gets back to the way he was, 60 miles would be no problem. I can see him going for the 100.
Now that wasn't all that happened because of that trip. I had to make contact with my dad again. I haven't spoken to him in over 10 years. I'm barely interested in how he's doing. But I am an opportunist at times. This was one of those times. Dad sent word through my sister that he would be willing to pay for my plane ticket so I could be there for Mookey's surgery. (Mookey is obviously an alias for my brother.) Dad owes me, so I took him up on his offer, and he flew me and Little Diva up. Now I am just trying to figure out how long I am obligated to talk to him. How much time equals $900?
We went all out for Little Diva's birthday. My baby is 12 years old. Weird, a little creepy, and sooooooooooo much closer to 18 (Yay!). We took her to Wacky Bear and Dollywood (2 different days), plus she had a birthday potluck and a birthday game night. I am so glad it's over until next year. Exhausting just remembering it.
We now have Guitar Hero II here. We are all addicted. I'm not sure which is more addicting: GH II or Need For Speed (especially Most Wanted).
I've gotten better at house work since moving here. I think my mother would be proud. I know I am.
I haven't read a book in a very long time. I miss reading.
We will probably be getting a laptop soon. I think that will make it easier for me to keep this place updated. Any advice on buying a laptop, and/or what I should look for would be appreciated. I want plenty of memory, and a good battery life. Help!
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Let's see...
We have been so freaking busy lately. So busy that if we were in Hollywood, we would be checking ourselves into a hospital with exhaustion. It is very rare to have one entire day when we don't have to go anywhere. Today happens to be one of those days, but only because we are blowing off an activity. When the thought of doing something really cool makes you want to curl up in bed and temporarily die, it's time to play hooky (hookey?).
Little Diva and I have been to Minnesota. My brother had double bypass heart surgery. He's a horse though. He's gonna be just fine. His doctor wants him to ride bicycle in the Iron Man competition summer of '08. You can do either 30, 60, or 100 miles. If he gets back to the way he was, 60 miles would be no problem. I can see him going for the 100.
Now that wasn't all that happened because of that trip. I had to make contact with my dad again. I haven't spoken to him in over 10 years. I'm barely interested in how he's doing. But I am an opportunist at times. This was one of those times. Dad sent word through my sister that he would be willing to pay for my plane ticket so I could be there for Mookey's surgery. (Mookey is obviously an alias for my brother.) Dad owes me, so I took him up on his offer, and he flew me and Little Diva up. Now I am just trying to figure out how long I am obligated to talk to him. How much time equals $900?
We went all out for Little Diva's birthday. My baby is 12 years old. Weird, a little creepy, and sooooooooooo much closer to 18 (Yay!). We took her to Wacky Bear and Dollywood (2 different days), plus she had a birthday potluck and a birthday game night. I am so glad it's over until next year. Exhausting just remembering it.
We now have Guitar Hero II here. We are all addicted. I'm not sure which is more addicting: GH II or Need For Speed (especially Most Wanted).
I've gotten better at house work since moving here. I think my mother would be proud. I know I am.
I haven't read a book in a very long time. I miss reading.
We will probably be getting a laptop soon. I think that will make it easier for me to keep this place updated. Any advice on buying a laptop, and/or what I should look for would be appreciated. I want plenty of memory, and a good battery life. Help!
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Stolen from Bill Nye the Science Guy:
Long distance phone call to an old racist buddy: $2
Refreshments for a White Power meeting: $10
Explaining to a racist that all people have the same genes and that our external appearance which is used to classify us into races represents only .01% of our genes: Priceless
Telling a racist that we all come from Africa: Really Great
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Refreshments for a White Power meeting: $10
Explaining to a racist that all people have the same genes and that our external appearance which is used to classify us into races represents only .01% of our genes: Priceless
Telling a racist that we all come from Africa: Really Great
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Sung to the tune of the Oscar Meyer theme :
I wish I were a three legged doggy,
For that is what I'd truly love to be.
For if I was a three legged doggy,
I wouldn't have to lift my leg to pee.
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For that is what I'd truly love to be.
For if I was a three legged doggy,
I wouldn't have to lift my leg to pee.
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Thursday, January 18, 2007
Did you know you could get therapy online??? Read on...
I thought y'all might like to know: I did print up the business cards that were suggested in the comments section of the previous post. Not card 3 or 4 though. Too much work for a jackass. I also didn't have business card paper.
It was a refreshing move, however. I felt like I was doing something, and it was GOOD.
Thank you, Cyli.
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It was a refreshing move, however. I felt like I was doing something, and it was GOOD.
Thank you, Cyli.
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Thursday, January 11, 2007
Back of the head... Kick!!!
I have never claimed to be tolerant of neighbors. I am pretty tolerant with people I choose to have in my life. If they have to make allowances for me, I have to return that favor gladly.
But neighbors??? All bets are off.
We have a new neighbor. Not just any neighbor though. One we have known for quite a while. We aren't close or anything, but we met the dude years ago. We have run into him at the same places we have been.
He used to be this really sweet nice guy. Someone you would want around, hard-worker, etc. An all-around good guy.
Apparently he was gang raped by a bunch of wild dogs or something else to radically change his personality.
Now he is a massive control-freak, manipulative, chauvinistic, aggressively obnoxious, jackass. It is to the point that when he walks into the same area I am (yard, house, etc), I have violent tendencies. I mean, I wanna take the little fucker down. Put him in a world of hurt. Or just use my double-edged wit and deflate his ego like a popped balloon.
It all came down to one fateful evening. I was tolerant. I was patient. I was making allowances. I was being polite and civil and all that jazz. Then he seemed to think he donated either sperm or egg in the creation of my child. Emphasis on MY.
There were eight or more of us hanging out - some getting ready to play HeroScape, some just hanging. It was looking like a fun evening ahead for all involved.
Now those of you that have stuck with this blog through all my hermit-dom know that Little Diva is a strong-willed independent creature. She's a freakin' handful. We, as her parents, know what she is like. We know what to expect, and we know we will have to get on her about one thing or another, without fail. WE will have to. (Didja catch that? Oh good, I knew you wouldn't let me down.)
Anyway, Jackass was there that evening. As a matter of fact, you couldn't possibly miss his existence that night. Anytime, Every time WE had to discipline her, stop her, etc, guess who jumped in -from across the room, no less- talked loudly to her, over US.
Picture getting in trouble as a kid. Your parents busted you, they are taking care of it, and then someone else decides to discipline you, ignoring that your parents are already on top of the situation. How would your parents feel if someone stepped onto their turf uninvited??
I know how I felt the first time it happened. Back of his head: Kick. I restrained myself, focused on my kid, got the message to her, etc. I had every right to ignore him.
This didn't just happen once though. He could be sitting quietly, not doing a thing, but if he saw us saying anything "parental" to Little Diva, he would jump out of his seat, and get into the middle of it. Who does that?
He is not part of the village that is raising her. Not even the village jumps in like that. If we are around, we take care of it. Period. She has many adults around that love her and care for her, but Jackass isn't either one of those. He just sucks fungus-covered sloth balls.
The husband wants to be the one to take care of it. We have decided to wait until he does it again (and he will!), but the waiting is killing me. I've got the whole protective-mother-don't-fuck-with-me vibe going on, and something needs to be resolved soon.
Last night he was around her, but amazingly enough, she behaved herself. He did try to manipulate her into letting him take her place in a game she was in - a game she had begged to play - and she would have let him too, (cuz she is a nice handful) but Daddy stepped in and told her, "No, you can't stop playing.". *laugh* Who tells a kid that?? Too funny. But that Jackass trying to manipulate a little kid out of a game pissed Daddy off (and me too once I heard about it). Jackass didn't ask if he could take over for any of the adults.
I wish I had one of those things that gyms have (don't know what they're called) that you can kick. Maybe it's just a punching bag's dual purpose. All I know is I want to beat the snot outta someone or something, and I have no options.
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But neighbors??? All bets are off.
We have a new neighbor. Not just any neighbor though. One we have known for quite a while. We aren't close or anything, but we met the dude years ago. We have run into him at the same places we have been.
He used to be this really sweet nice guy. Someone you would want around, hard-worker, etc. An all-around good guy.
Apparently he was gang raped by a bunch of wild dogs or something else to radically change his personality.
Now he is a massive control-freak, manipulative, chauvinistic, aggressively obnoxious, jackass. It is to the point that when he walks into the same area I am (yard, house, etc), I have violent tendencies. I mean, I wanna take the little fucker down. Put him in a world of hurt. Or just use my double-edged wit and deflate his ego like a popped balloon.
It all came down to one fateful evening. I was tolerant. I was patient. I was making allowances. I was being polite and civil and all that jazz. Then he seemed to think he donated either sperm or egg in the creation of my child. Emphasis on MY.
There were eight or more of us hanging out - some getting ready to play HeroScape, some just hanging. It was looking like a fun evening ahead for all involved.
Now those of you that have stuck with this blog through all my hermit-dom know that Little Diva is a strong-willed independent creature. She's a freakin' handful. We, as her parents, know what she is like. We know what to expect, and we know we will have to get on her about one thing or another, without fail. WE will have to. (Didja catch that? Oh good, I knew you wouldn't let me down.)
Anyway, Jackass was there that evening. As a matter of fact, you couldn't possibly miss his existence that night. Anytime, Every time WE had to discipline her, stop her, etc, guess who jumped in -from across the room, no less- talked loudly to her, over US.
Picture getting in trouble as a kid. Your parents busted you, they are taking care of it, and then someone else decides to discipline you, ignoring that your parents are already on top of the situation. How would your parents feel if someone stepped onto their turf uninvited??
I know how I felt the first time it happened. Back of his head: Kick. I restrained myself, focused on my kid, got the message to her, etc. I had every right to ignore him.
This didn't just happen once though. He could be sitting quietly, not doing a thing, but if he saw us saying anything "parental" to Little Diva, he would jump out of his seat, and get into the middle of it. Who does that?
He is not part of the village that is raising her. Not even the village jumps in like that. If we are around, we take care of it. Period. She has many adults around that love her and care for her, but Jackass isn't either one of those. He just sucks fungus-covered sloth balls.
The husband wants to be the one to take care of it. We have decided to wait until he does it again (and he will!), but the waiting is killing me. I've got the whole protective-mother-don't-fuck-with-me vibe going on, and something needs to be resolved soon.
Last night he was around her, but amazingly enough, she behaved herself. He did try to manipulate her into letting him take her place in a game she was in - a game she had begged to play - and she would have let him too, (cuz she is a nice handful) but Daddy stepped in and told her, "No, you can't stop playing.". *laugh* Who tells a kid that?? Too funny. But that Jackass trying to manipulate a little kid out of a game pissed Daddy off (and me too once I heard about it). Jackass didn't ask if he could take over for any of the adults.
I wish I had one of those things that gyms have (don't know what they're called) that you can kick. Maybe it's just a punching bag's dual purpose. All I know is I want to beat the snot outta someone or something, and I have no options.
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More cheese, please.
I'm bored, and I have too much to do. Ever been there? I guess another word for it is overwhelmed.
I have unpacking and cleaning to do (top of my list), plus other crap that I will avoid mentioning. If I start listing everything, I'll get even more stressed.
I know the solution. All of you out there rolling your eyes at my lameness: You preacher; me choir. I know I have to just get up and do something. Of course, I won't finish such a huge project by the time I go to bed, so it will just sit there, taunting me, torturing me, until I lose my mind for good.
I'm such a whiner.
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I have unpacking and cleaning to do (top of my list), plus other crap that I will avoid mentioning. If I start listing everything, I'll get even more stressed.
I know the solution. All of you out there rolling your eyes at my lameness: You preacher; me choir. I know I have to just get up and do something. Of course, I won't finish such a huge project by the time I go to bed, so it will just sit there, taunting me, torturing me, until I lose my mind for good.
I'm such a whiner.
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Monday, January 08, 2007
De-lurking
Howdy folks!
I got wind it was National De-lurking Week, so I thought I'd come out of my cave and de-lurk my own blog. I actually left a comment on another person's blog. Can you believe it?? My head is still spinning.
You ever feel like you don't have time to sit down at the computer? I do ever since I moved. Does this mean I'm more active? And that must be good, right?
There. I've officially de-lurked.
(This one is for you, Cyli!)
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I got wind it was National De-lurking Week, so I thought I'd come out of my cave and de-lurk my own blog. I actually left a comment on another person's blog. Can you believe it?? My head is still spinning.
You ever feel like you don't have time to sit down at the computer? I do ever since I moved. Does this mean I'm more active? And that must be good, right?
There. I've officially de-lurked.
(This one is for you, Cyli!)
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