How to help

I have a friend. She has been my friend since 10th grade. I graduated in 1993. We have been through a lot. Kids, divorces, you name it. She has had a problem in the past with popping pills. I hear through the grapevine she is at it again. Since her mother passed away a little over a year ago, she has burned through her inheritance. She is a SAH mom to two beautiful children. One who is almost 14 and the other who is 9. She got into trouble with the law a few years ago and work. Something about stealing co-pays and flu shots? Not exactly sure though, you know they only tell you what they want to. Personally, I think she did it. She claims her attorney told her to plead guilty for a reduced sentence because she could not prove she was innocent.

She asked me for a pain pill today. I gave her one of Superdaddy's. Her husband called me today. To tell me not to give her the payment for working the fundraiser a few weeks ago because she is burning through money on stupid shit. Like what I asked. PILLS. I was taken this morning. I told her husband I had given her one. He wasn't mad but asked me to not give her anymore. I guess she has been filling his prescription without his knowledge and he has no refills left for his pain pills now and when he needs one he is screwed.

What can I do besides not enable?

Many thanks

Prayers or good vibes did the trick. The kids get to stay. HAHA! The wench PIA called child (CPS) services on us and opened a case against us. They left a calling card on Wednesday. Unfortunately my coworker had Thursday, Friday and Monday off due to her kid having surgery. They came out this am. Investigated and left. They were going to talk to the children. Who knows if and when we will hear back from him.

I absolutely hate her more. They didn't tell us who called exactly, but things they said and accused were only her or her mother. Miss G dropped a brick on her toe on September 1. The guy asked about it. They asked about no food in the house, dirty living conditions, dirty clothes, baths. All were of course invalid. Hopefully they will go check her home out.

NEWSFLASH! The girls still have no beds at her house! What comes around goes around. Wonder if she shot herself in the foot by calling on our home. Now her home will be investigated as well (or so he told us).

I would never wish CPS on anyone. I haven't slept in 3 days. Dear Lord, I need a vacation!

Hellofa Weekend

Where to begin...

Saturday we had a birthday party to go to for my aunt's father. Superdaddy found a truck to look at on line so we drove an hour away to look at said truck. The truck was perfect. We bought it, was 2 miles from the guys home and the damn thing broke down. Had to get the guy and return it to him. Poor guy has a broken down truck now. Was late to the party but things were ok.

Had to go to graduation party immediately after. Was sort of fun. Didn't hardly know anyone and to be quite frank, I was tired. We didn't stay long.

Bubba asked if he could stay the night at aunt's house. They said it was ok. We let him stay. Got a call around 2:30 am. Had to go pick him up. Why? Him and another child decided to go get a Slurpee and got stopped by police. Busted curfew and got themselves a big ass $125 ticket. My aunt and uncle were pissed. The child is lucky he is alive today. Trust me on that one.

Sunday the kids went to church with my mom and I was gonna stay home and get some much needed sleep. Didn't happen. We went to get Superdaddy's glasses fixed...my car broke down. Much to be said, should have went to church.

Yesterday was ready to go back to work. End of day bout 4:00 my mom calls me to tell me my cousin's kid beaned Chicky in head with wooden baseball bat on accident. She had a golf ball size lump on her forehead. Irony...they were playing golf with tennis ball and baseball bat. Cousin's kid told my mom she walked into the bat. Yeah.

This weekend we are heading to the sticks for some much needed R&R. Hopefully the girls will come early so we can get a jump start on the drive.

My friend Sarah had a terrible weekend and my heart breaks for her. She lost her baby to a miscarriage. She is heart broken.

Camie, I am planning on looking through my baby stuff to see what I need to get. I appreciate your offer and maybe taking you up on it. I will let you know.

Hope everyone has a fabulous week and weekend.

Pregnant friend

If you are the praying type, I know someone who is in desperate need of prayers right now. She has had a pretty stressful doctor appointment yesterday and it doesn't look good. Though I have never met her in real life, she has 2 beautiful girls who are her world and had the flu for a while; never entertaining the idea of pregnancy and was blessed with a "surprise". This pregnancy has been extremely hard on her and my heart aches for her. I could barely sleep after hearing her news. Please pray or send her vibes or something; for a healthy baby and her own health as she is fairing pretty poorly these days.

Please Dear God let there be a happy outcome for my pregnant friend whom I have never met. She has gone through so many trials and she really needs you to be present by her side as well as her unborn baby's side during this very stressful time. Amen.

Family rambelings

In all fairness, MIL does not let Miss S see her mother either. She does however, let her stop by my mom's house occasionally. Figure that one out.

News on PIA front, The children Still do not have beds. You will recall back in January I bitched about the girls not having beds. Well it is officially 67 days and the children still do not have beds at PIA's house. I guess she told Superdaddy that her last surgery quit working and she needs to have surgery again. Wanna hear a funny??? The last surgery was a hysterectomy and gallbladder removal. What are they going to do this time? Put them back in? Can we all say Looser with a Capital L!!

Bubba discovered text messaging his phone. Well, we don't have text messaging service so each one costs $ 0.20. The child didn't think he over did the texting until he got busted with the new phone bill that indicated 339 text messages in 1 month. That doesn't include Feb 5 to present. He is so busted.

This is the last weekend for our troop to do cookie booth at the stores. I can hardly contain my excitement. Try to stay warm and have a great weekend.

Unfreaking believable morning

My mom calls me at 4:54 am and asked me if Superdaddy switched cars with her this morning. Ummm No he is in bed with me. She cusses at me and hangs up. Apparently, she watched her beat up truck drive down the street with some hoodlum stealing it. Crap!!! She had like 5 more minutes and she would have been Jacked in real life person because she would have been leaving for work (yes she does have to be to work at 5:30 am).

Superdaddy gets up and decides to drive down "Main Street" by mom's house and see if he can spot it. Guess what...he did find the truck rolling down the street. He called the local 9-11 and the would not send an officer for a vehicle. HUH? They advised him to back off in case thief has a gun and wait until the thief's abandon it. Well why didn't he think of that? Needless to say, thief lost him in the shuffle. He came home switched cars with me (in case thief recognized big purple car following them). He picked my mom up and they went driving around looking for stolen truck. No luck.

Soooo....my mom is car/truck less, my brother lives on the other side of the world, superdaddy's work truck keeps breaking down, the house payment is past due, Miss J is doing poorly in 4th grade, and PIA is really being a PI my A with the girls and the upcoming Halloween holiday.

Hope everyone in blog land had a pleasant morning unlike Supermommy who was abruptly woken up to a damn car/truck thief in this economic hell hole.

You are never going to believe this

Just Thursday we had the conversation about DQ getting Superdaddy locked up right. Remember that post?

Low and behold, 9:37 am I was standing at the stove in my night shirt and undies and chicky helping me make panny cakes for daddy; and I hear HELLO? I yell back "What". Get this the response was "M..... County Sheriff's office" I think I peed my pants. I asked them to wait a second and then pictured them busting down the door with chicky and me in undies cooking. I opened the door...seen the badge...and asked if I could put pants on. Thank goodness he agreed. I put boxer shorts on and went back to the door. They were indeed looking for superdaddy. I went and got him out of bed. Wasn't because of DQ thank God. It was because of a past due bill of less than $700. The electric company is suing him. The sheriff's office was serving him.

Why oh why do they have to scare the crap out of a lady? So much for getting ahead.

WTF NEXT???

WTF is going on in today's world? WTF is a person like me supposed to do? WFT? WFT?

To hell in a hand basket is where my life is going. Something has got to give. I am afraid to ask what next. When Superdaddys father was in town a couple weeks back, we went out to dinner with him and got some insight about one of his children.

Superdaddy's mom has 3 kids; SD, J, and P. Superdaddy's dad has 7 kids: Superdaddy, J, P, D, M, J, C. A while back, D & M got into trouble with their mother and with the law and we had to go "rescue" them. They stayed with us even though things were not well with us financially. Hell we lived in a 2 bedroom mobile home with Superdaddy and myself, Bubba, Miss J, D, M, Dog, Cat, and Miss S, Miss G, and Miss M visiting every other weekend and I was pregnant with Chicky. Have I lost anyone yet?

When we moved, D moved in with Superdaddys mom (not D's mom) and shit hit the fan with us. Chicky was born, we didn't have a pot to piss in, and D stole from Superdaddy's business. Big time. M could see the shit D was pulling and pulled away from D. D ended up going into the service as soon as he knew we wouldn't let M get into trouble and such. After P hit my friends car, and that shit hit the fan, M was stuck in the middle. M eventually moved into P's house and we haven't heard much since. Fine and dandy. Things have gotten settled in our cozy 2 bedroom house with 2 basement bedrooms. Somehow or another, C is not doing well. I don't know all the details as of yet, but apparently she contracted lice and her mom's boyfriend went around telling everyone she had lice, and they would not get her treatment for it. She is a teenager and some shit like that could be devastating to any child let alone a teenager. Superdaddy asked that C call him and talk directly. She may end up coming to stay with us for a while until Superdaddy's father can come back to the state. Now what? We are struggling and trying to stay afloat. How the hell are we going to afford another teenager to feed, and clothe, and house? And to think, we talked about having another baby in the near future. Sheesh. My teenager scares the shit out of me and possibly 2 teenagers?!?!?!?

Some people should not be allowed to breed. For shit's sake, the mom has 6 kids, the oldest being almost 21 and the youngest being 3 or so. Why is it that superdaddy has to raise his father's kids? I am tired of being the responsible one. The one to take care of everyone else. The kids' mother thinks when they are 13 or so they can raise themselves. WFT????

Confrontation

So the confrontation happened with NF and it actually went better than I anticipated. I only hope she understands that I did it as a friend. Superdaddy and I talked and I told him my concerns. He agreed about my suspicions. He talked to NF hubs and told him what I thought was happening. I had already asked NF if she was using. Long story short, her hubs told her if she was going to use that she would lose me as a friend. She understood. Thursday and Friday at church was much better. She participated and was great with the kids. Thursday I confronted her. Sunday she came over and we rode bikes to church in the park and talked on the way there. Was real nice. Only she knows the truth, but she totally acted normal on Thursday, Friday and Sunday. Heck Saturday, NF and hubs, and the boy came over to barbecue. Things were normal. Perhaps she really was exhausted. Who knows. All I know is that life with an addict suck big time and I certainly hope and pray things work out. One way or another.

Not a good way to start the day

Argggg That is all I can say. Supperdaddy went to leave for work this morning and damn it someone broke into the vehicles and stole his laptop bag with laptop in it, his Cobra CB radio, Booster antenna, MP3 player, DVD player, and cell phone charger. They left his damn log book and training manual that was in the bag for Christ sake. The laptop isn't even paid off yet :(

So I am awake at 6 am to a not so happy superdaddy bitching about not finding his bag. FUN TIMES I TELL YA.

So now, I am no so patiently waiting for the police to show up. ARGGGG


On another note, today bubba is making his confirmation at Church. He has worked long and hard and has finally made it. He just came home from leader training with scouts yesterday and boy was he whipped.

Frustrating weekend

First things first, I gave nick names for the players in my life. Take note on left side menu.

Friday when DQ came to drop the kids off, Miss M decided she didn't want to stay with me until superdaddy came home which was totally fine with me but I made her call superdaddy and let him know. DQ took the phone from her and started a screaming argument with superdaddy right in front of the kids screaming and yelling. Totally uncalled for. Anyhow, Miss M decided she was not going to come all weekend as now she was so very upset because DQ was yelling at superdaddy. DQ took Miss M home and we stayed out and played outside as it was a nice night.

Saturday, we did our normal chores and such. Nothing big and glamorous except we got a new computer desk. The old one was pretty sad.

Sunday, after church, we decided to barbecue and have a few friends over. This was wonderful. We had a great time with our friends and the kids got to play outside with each other. The fun time came when it was getting closer to Miss G going home. She was clearly getting anxious as the afternoon wore on. She wanted to call DQ and ask if she could stay about 2 hours more. DQ agreed. She was getting more worked up by the minute. As the time went on, Miss G got hysterical. She was very adamant she did not want to go home. Through some prompting and such we got a few answers.

Superdaddy placed a call to DQ and boy was that a Hoopla. Poor Miss G probably got an ear full when DQ got home. I took Miss G home and she cried almost all the way home. I felt terrible making her go somewhere she obviously didn't want to go, but what can I do? I left her with her older sis telling her to be good for DQ and I would see her again soon. That was the longest car ride I have ever had to take.

We will see what happens with the whole ordeal. In a few years, a judge will listen to her and take her choice into consideration. Until that day, my heart breaks to have to make her go somewhere she does not want to be.

A Hell of a weekend

Where do I begin? This weekend was a much needed R&R weekend. We went up north camping with the kids. For the first time in almost 13 years, Superdaddy and I had a tent all to our selves. Chicky and Miss M slept in their own tent as did Miss G and Miss J. Boy oh boy does that make me feel old.

My MIL is really a joke. She is all about her kids not talking to one another. She stirs the pot like a wicked witch with her brew. She has one of my step-daughters Miss S really messed up in the head I am afraid. Miss S stays with MIL unfortunately. Anyways, she screwed with superdaddy's head when he was growing up. She told him, his dad who was raising him really wasn't his dad and some other guy was. Then she claimed she never told him that. Blah, blah. Long story short...supposed dad (paternity test proved otherwise) passed away Saturday. We were up north and got a call from "dads" girlfriend to let suepraddy know. Monday, MIL calls me after not having a phone call for over a year and a half to tell me to tell superdaddy that his dad passed away. Then she called back asking me how he took the "news". I think she is trying to weasel her way back into our lives. Got to squash that shit quick.

R.I.P. Almost Father in Law. You will be missed.

My FIL used one of our cars this weekend as it was just going to sit in our driveway. Well remember back when my brother in law hit my friend's car and small claims court made him pay for damages? Well when my FIL had the car, he went to BIL's house to pick up a few things. My car has been KEYED!! Like major. Like unforgivable. I honestly thought my superdaddy was going to go over there and go "postal" on his brother and SIL. I don't think BIL did it, I think his wife did. She is evil and hateful. I mean we don't have new cars. Hell they both have over 150,000 miles on them. But damn.

Now you see. DRAMA!!!

Aside from that, our weekend was nice. I will share pics as soon as I can find the camera :)

And The Sh!t Hits The Van!

So I take 14 little girls under 3rd grade camping for the weekend and the shit hits the Van…Literally.

I took the girls to camp and had a blast. We scared them, they tried to scare us. They got to put make-up on the first one to sleep and we tye dyed with kool-aid and make God’s eyes.

First phone call from hubby was “Do you know where Bubba is?” Why yes darling, he is home with you. “No Bubba is missing!! He is not here!” Where in the heck did he go? To see his girlfriend?

Second phone call was “Your mom’s dog escaped and I had to chase her for almost a mile while Bubba didn’t stop to help when her mom was dropping him off.”

Third call was “The good news I got the 200X running, the bad news is, I broke it.” HUH?

Fourth call was “What year is the van?” For what? I don’t know off the top of my head. “The back window got blown out.” HUH?

The minute I got home ya know what happened? My mom’s dog got out and tried to go play on the railroad tracks and in traffic. I, with a MASSIVE Migraine, bubba and the girls chased the damn dog down for about 45 minutes and vowed to duck tape it to the tree. That didn’t happen (no duct tape promise I couldn't find it).

Because we chased her down so my mom wouldn’t cry, we missed going to the movies. Needless to say, my weekend was so busy, I need a vacation (without my cell phone)!!

Maybe this week, I will get around to Spring cleaning seeing how we are having dinner at my house for Easter and that is Sunday. Oh yeah, the easter bunny needs to go shopping too.

Hope your's was better.