Sunday, July 1, 2012
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
I am tired of:
feeling unappreciated
doing the bulk of the housework
dealing with my inlaws
the fucking xbox
the cats having me up at 4am
going to bed alone
getting a pile of repairs at work that "have to be done now"
a supervisor who doesn't do her job, and hence the piles
unwarranted snippiness
bess
people complaining about money, and doing nothing to ease their trouble about it
worrying everytime I hear about something happened in Khandahar/Kabul (where my brother in law is stationed for "7 months"
tackless bitches
fat chicks who dress like stick chicks. Yea, I said it. No one needs to see your muffins top over your child sized mini skirt.
*scream*
feeling unappreciated
doing the bulk of the housework
dealing with my inlaws
the fucking xbox
the cats having me up at 4am
going to bed alone
getting a pile of repairs at work that "have to be done now"
a supervisor who doesn't do her job, and hence the piles
unwarranted snippiness
bess
people complaining about money, and doing nothing to ease their trouble about it
worrying everytime I hear about something happened in Khandahar/Kabul (where my brother in law is stationed for "7 months"
tackless bitches
fat chicks who dress like stick chicks. Yea, I said it. No one needs to see your muffins top over your child sized mini skirt.
*scream*
Monday, April 26, 2010
ugh
OK, in quick form.
Sean went downstairs to help his dad put up the clothesline. Sean was already irritated at his parents because they told Mason to take a shower after Sean had already told him to get dressed. "His grandfather and I told him to take a shower, and its our house, so hes going to take a shower'
Sandra asked yet again how come Sean wasn't wearing a hooded sweater she bought for him. He told her he does wear it, its just at home. She barked back with "that sweater cost me $100 and I never see it on you, if you weren't going to wear it why didn't you just tell me to return it!?" Sean repeated his answer and she spouted off thr same spiel, different wording. The raised voices got Mike involved, who then brought up how Sean has a "bad attitude" and "we do so much for you and you do nothing for us", which then brought on " your mother just bought you a $800 computer and this is how you fucking talk to her?" To which Sean replied:
"I know she bought it dad and I just gave her some money back to her yesterday for it, its not like I'm not paying her back"
"Yea well, you can send checks from now on because You're not coming back here with that attitude"
"good enough dad"
Sean went off upstairs to where I was playing with Mason to distract him from the yelling. I gave him about 10 mintues to calm down and then went in and asked him whats up. He asked if we were packed up and when I said yes, he said good because we're leaving. I told him fine, but he had to tell Mason. This was 10 in the morning so he didn't want to lose a whole day with him, so we took him with us. They were not expecting that.
"where are you taking Mason?"
"I'm taking him to get some lunch and a movie, then I will make sure he gets home"
" You can't do that, we picked him up, we're responsible for him!!"
"He's my son, I will make sure he will get home without you"
"so you won't even come back for supper?"
"no mom, I was basically told I wasen't welcome here'
"You're father just lost his temper he didn't mean it"
'yea, but he said it mom.."
"well, are you going to come with us to see you're brother off?"
" I don't know mom"
That caused her to attempt a guilt trip and say how Sean was acting childish and she stormed off.
They called about 5 to see if we were coming for supper.
Now Sean did call her when we were at the gas station to let her say goodbye to Mason, and she asked fairly snotty "so do you need you're father to pick you guys up?" and got a shock when the answer was no, and that we would be taking a bus home.
I am so proud of Sean for standing up to his parents, despite how much it hurt him..we were supposed to have the family dinner to celebrate his birthday on the 1st, but now I doubt they will call. I did manage to get mason to pick out a card ans sign it for his dad, so I do have that for him.
Sean went downstairs to help his dad put up the clothesline. Sean was already irritated at his parents because they told Mason to take a shower after Sean had already told him to get dressed. "His grandfather and I told him to take a shower, and its our house, so hes going to take a shower'
Sandra asked yet again how come Sean wasn't wearing a hooded sweater she bought for him. He told her he does wear it, its just at home. She barked back with "that sweater cost me $100 and I never see it on you, if you weren't going to wear it why didn't you just tell me to return it!?" Sean repeated his answer and she spouted off thr same spiel, different wording. The raised voices got Mike involved, who then brought up how Sean has a "bad attitude" and "we do so much for you and you do nothing for us", which then brought on " your mother just bought you a $800 computer and this is how you fucking talk to her?" To which Sean replied:
"I know she bought it dad and I just gave her some money back to her yesterday for it, its not like I'm not paying her back"
"Yea well, you can send checks from now on because You're not coming back here with that attitude"
"good enough dad"
Sean went off upstairs to where I was playing with Mason to distract him from the yelling. I gave him about 10 mintues to calm down and then went in and asked him whats up. He asked if we were packed up and when I said yes, he said good because we're leaving. I told him fine, but he had to tell Mason. This was 10 in the morning so he didn't want to lose a whole day with him, so we took him with us. They were not expecting that.
"where are you taking Mason?"
"I'm taking him to get some lunch and a movie, then I will make sure he gets home"
" You can't do that, we picked him up, we're responsible for him!!"
"He's my son, I will make sure he will get home without you"
"so you won't even come back for supper?"
"no mom, I was basically told I wasen't welcome here'
"You're father just lost his temper he didn't mean it"
'yea, but he said it mom.."
"well, are you going to come with us to see you're brother off?"
" I don't know mom"
That caused her to attempt a guilt trip and say how Sean was acting childish and she stormed off.
They called about 5 to see if we were coming for supper.
Now Sean did call her when we were at the gas station to let her say goodbye to Mason, and she asked fairly snotty "so do you need you're father to pick you guys up?" and got a shock when the answer was no, and that we would be taking a bus home.
I am so proud of Sean for standing up to his parents, despite how much it hurt him..we were supposed to have the family dinner to celebrate his birthday on the 1st, but now I doubt they will call. I did manage to get mason to pick out a card ans sign it for his dad, so I do have that for him.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I am sick.
My husband has been gone since Sunday night, down to his parents to help his dad.
I'm breaking in a new cat to the family, its not going well.
Its beautiful outside, I have laundry hanging all over my deck, but I'm froze from being sick.
I'm cranky and over tired, which makes me extra emotional.
This March break sucks ass
My husband has been gone since Sunday night, down to his parents to help his dad.
I'm breaking in a new cat to the family, its not going well.
Its beautiful outside, I have laundry hanging all over my deck, but I'm froze from being sick.
I'm cranky and over tired, which makes me extra emotional.
This March break sucks ass
Friday, March 12, 2010
Not a whole hell of a lot going on. Sitting here watching funniest videos with the kid, waiting for our drive to get here, and then hubby to get off work. Gonna spend most of the weekend at moms. I haven't really seen my family since the New year. I hate being far away sometimes. I;m closer to them now than one year ago, but circumstances change..and I see them less, go figure.
Waiting to hear if I'll be PEI bound this month, and if I'll be cooking for 120 in November. Ahh waiting game, how I hate thee.
Waiting to hear if I'll be PEI bound this month, and if I'll be cooking for 120 in November. Ahh waiting game, how I hate thee.
Friday, March 5, 2010
so excited!
A friend of mine on Facebook has been posting random quotes as her status' (statuses?). I finally asked her what they were as they are incredibly intriguing. Turns out they are characters from her writings. She has two complete and different stories on the go. I now have copies of book one of both sitting on my desktop and waiting for advice and opinion.
They are rough, not really edited, but quick scanning to make sure everything downloaded properly made me realize I need to block out a chunk of time to read these. :)
God if the character quotes hook me, what will the books do?
They are rough, not really edited, but quick scanning to make sure everything downloaded properly made me realize I need to block out a chunk of time to read these. :)
God if the character quotes hook me, what will the books do?
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
So blah
I hate this time of year. Gone is the calm, peaceful clean look of the snow. In its place is muck, yellow grass, ugly rain boots, and dirt. I find nothing attractive and welcoming about spring.
It is mother natures menstral cycle. Shedding its water weight, precipitating slush, raining on us her over emotional tears. Teasing everyone with a jacket free day, then snowing the next. She is a PMSing bitch in spring. You cannot please her, and you cannot prepare for what she will throw at you.
People give themselves false hope every day, until we are so scared to declare spring has arrived, that by the time we can all agree that yes, indeed it has arrived, it is almost over and gone. You are a cruel mistress, we will always be enslaved to you somehow. Changing our outfits based on you decisions on weather. melting when we end up over dressed for what you make a summy day. I miss my winter, my snow, it makes everything equal. Spring does not bring tranquility, winter does.
Suffer through you we will, year after muddy year, waiting for summer. After all, do we not wait nine months through pregnancy for the blessing of a child, should you be so lucky?
It is mother natures menstral cycle. Shedding its water weight, precipitating slush, raining on us her over emotional tears. Teasing everyone with a jacket free day, then snowing the next. She is a PMSing bitch in spring. You cannot please her, and you cannot prepare for what she will throw at you.
People give themselves false hope every day, until we are so scared to declare spring has arrived, that by the time we can all agree that yes, indeed it has arrived, it is almost over and gone. You are a cruel mistress, we will always be enslaved to you somehow. Changing our outfits based on you decisions on weather. melting when we end up over dressed for what you make a summy day. I miss my winter, my snow, it makes everything equal. Spring does not bring tranquility, winter does.
Suffer through you we will, year after muddy year, waiting for summer. After all, do we not wait nine months through pregnancy for the blessing of a child, should you be so lucky?
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