So now I feel absolutely terrible.
There is this girl in girl scouts with me. She told me last week or so that their family is broke and probably going to be moving soon. Dad is now a truck driver too and mom doesn't work. At the meeting, she wasn't wearing socks or anything. She is never clean and point blank, she is a "homely" child. Her mom is really nice. Her brother and sisters seem to run the hood taking care of themselves. Last week we got walloped with snow here and well, her little sister was outside in jeans and tank top. No coat, no boots. So why do I feel terrible?
They have girl scout cookies to the tune of $728. The money is due Thursday. Mom didn't answer the phone any of the bazillion times I called. I show up unannounced, no answer. I am terrified that our troop will have to pay the $728 and wait until the girl scouts go after mom for the money. That is like all of our profit.
I called mom today from work (shows up hospital on caller ID). She answered. She was shocked that it was me on the other end of the phone. She hasn't delivered all the cookies yet because she was in the hospital having a miscarriage.
I feel like a damn bill collector that I despise so much myself.
I guess we will see what happens when I go by there tonight.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Where has my life gone?
I guess the rollar coaster is about to do an about face and head in the opposite direction.
It was so difficult to get used to him being gone all week long. Just when I start to get used to it, he gets to come home more, but I still don't get to see him long. Just enough for me to make him dinner, wake him up, and send him out the door.
The last two weeks have killed me and my energy. I guess that is what happens when you have kids and get older. There has only been 2 days last week where I didn't have something to do. This week, I have to do something every single day after work. I think the only way I can get the house straightened up is to take a vacation from work.
This week I think we will probably have to eat out all week (not that we can really afford to) because there is really something going on each day of the week.
I NEED A VACATION!!
It was so difficult to get used to him being gone all week long. Just when I start to get used to it, he gets to come home more, but I still don't get to see him long. Just enough for me to make him dinner, wake him up, and send him out the door.
The last two weeks have killed me and my energy. I guess that is what happens when you have kids and get older. There has only been 2 days last week where I didn't have something to do. This week, I have to do something every single day after work. I think the only way I can get the house straightened up is to take a vacation from work.
This week I think we will probably have to eat out all week (not that we can really afford to) because there is really something going on each day of the week.
I NEED A VACATION!!
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Going Crazy
Ya know not too long ago I was wondering what to do with superdaddy being gone on the road. Just recently, he stumbled upon a daily run for the automotive company here in Michigan. He has been home daily the last week. He is driving me nuts!
No really, I love superdaddy with my whole heart and soul, but with the kids having cabin fever and such, he is driving me nuts.
Seems as though the daily run isn't all it is cracked up to be so far. We have yet to spend a lot of time together. By the time I get home, make dinner, he leaves for work :( At least we get to eat dinner together.
SPF for this week is "TO DO LIST"
We will see what I can come up with. (perhaps pic of the rooms in the house to get organized? or the cookies and popcorn left to sell?)
This weekend should be fun. DQ is supposed to have surgery tomorrow (yet again) and we will have the kids while she is in the hospital. Seems like she will soon have more scars than regular skin on her body.
Happy birthday to chickie. She is a big girl now. She was 3 on Valentines day! Party this weekend (another thing to add to the list).
No really, I love superdaddy with my whole heart and soul, but with the kids having cabin fever and such, he is driving me nuts.
Seems as though the daily run isn't all it is cracked up to be so far. We have yet to spend a lot of time together. By the time I get home, make dinner, he leaves for work :( At least we get to eat dinner together.
SPF for this week is "TO DO LIST"
We will see what I can come up with. (perhaps pic of the rooms in the house to get organized? or the cookies and popcorn left to sell?)
This weekend should be fun. DQ is supposed to have surgery tomorrow (yet again) and we will have the kids while she is in the hospital. Seems like she will soon have more scars than regular skin on her body.
Happy birthday to chickie. She is a big girl now. She was 3 on Valentines day! Party this weekend (another thing to add to the list).
Friday, February 16, 2007
Superchick's Picture Game SPF
This is my picture of something "Free"
Of course it involves the kids. This picture was taken last year at boy scout camp. It was blistery hot (100+ degrees) and the fire department was there hosing the kids down with the fire hose.
They are free of all the cares and worries. Free to be kids.
Why can't I be a kid again?
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
It's Gotta Get Better Soon
What happens to a person who is emotionally spent? Down in the dumps? Fed up at work? And Financially Broke?
Just when things start to go in the right direction, they spiral out of control in the wrong direction. Things have got to get better. Something has got to give soon. Capital One can kiss my rear end. We are so screwed right now.
Just when things start to go in the right direction, they spiral out of control in the wrong direction. Things have got to get better. Something has got to give soon. Capital One can kiss my rear end. We are so screwed right now.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Something to think about...
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."
Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have. Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!
"Life is too short and friends are too few."
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.
The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."
Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have. Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!
"Life is too short and friends are too few."
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Thank God for School
The bitter cold has left my children with cabin fever. 2 days of no school has driven me up a wall. Yesterday was a blessing to have them no school. Yesterday was Girl Scout Cookie pick up. We had to pick up 160 cases of cookies. Yep I put them to work hauling cookies around (even with child labor laws).
Hope you all are surviving the Artic Freeze. Stay warm!
Hope you all are surviving the Artic Freeze. Stay warm!
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Should have been an donor pregnancy
So time to vent.
So 14 years ago I found out I was pregnant. I told POS. So he promised to do for the child like his father did not do for him...blah blah blah.
Fast forward to 2007.
So for the last 3 weeks, Bubba has made plans with POS to visit and do things. First weekend POS had to work (not that I see fruits of his labor). Next weekend, POS forgot and went up north snowmobeling instead. This weekend, POS told Bubba he couldn't come over because he had to take his step-daughter to the daddy daughter dance that only lasts 3 hours.
I am so tired of seeing Bubba with a sad face because of being second fiddle to his new family with his wife. Bubba knows that her dad died and don't fault her for that, but he faults POS for doing this shit. Bubba knows how long a dance is. And knows it does not last for an entire weekend.
Having kids certainly did not make POS grow up. He just keeps depositing his ummm man seeds and having more kids. Bubba is 13, next one is 10, then he gets married, she has an 8 year old daughter. They have a son who is 3 and a new baby. Of course he doesn't have time for the older kids who don't live with him.
I know for a fact that he doesn't see Bubba or the 10 year old. The 10 year old sees my son all the time. He should have just been an anonymous sperm donor with no contact.
So 14 years ago I found out I was pregnant. I told POS. So he promised to do for the child like his father did not do for him...blah blah blah.
Fast forward to 2007.
So for the last 3 weeks, Bubba has made plans with POS to visit and do things. First weekend POS had to work (not that I see fruits of his labor). Next weekend, POS forgot and went up north snowmobeling instead. This weekend, POS told Bubba he couldn't come over because he had to take his step-daughter to the daddy daughter dance that only lasts 3 hours.
I am so tired of seeing Bubba with a sad face because of being second fiddle to his new family with his wife. Bubba knows that her dad died and don't fault her for that, but he faults POS for doing this shit. Bubba knows how long a dance is. And knows it does not last for an entire weekend.
Having kids certainly did not make POS grow up. He just keeps depositing his ummm man seeds and having more kids. Bubba is 13, next one is 10, then he gets married, she has an 8 year old daughter. They have a son who is 3 and a new baby. Of course he doesn't have time for the older kids who don't live with him.
I know for a fact that he doesn't see Bubba or the 10 year old. The 10 year old sees my son all the time. He should have just been an anonymous sperm donor with no contact.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Superchick's Picture Game SPF
Thanks Dad
I heard a song today on my way to work.
Used to be sung by Elvis. Was one of my fathers favorite songs. Today it was sung by a country singer. Don't know who, doesn't matter either.
Suspicious Eyes.
Hit home today. I have been feeling alone and left out so to speak. Superdaddy talks to his buddies on the phone, when we talk, it is short and sweet. Regardless, jealousy will kill the wonderful relationship we need. Suspicious Minds.....
Thanks Dad. I needed that.
Used to be sung by Elvis. Was one of my fathers favorite songs. Today it was sung by a country singer. Don't know who, doesn't matter either.
Suspicious Eyes.
Hit home today. I have been feeling alone and left out so to speak. Superdaddy talks to his buddies on the phone, when we talk, it is short and sweet. Regardless, jealousy will kill the wonderful relationship we need. Suspicious Minds.....
Thanks Dad. I needed that.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Almost 17 years ago she was smitten
This time of year sucks. It sucks bad.
This time 16 years ago there should have been a baby; a boy. Something is definitely off lately; perhaps all the time alone, perhaps Chicky turning 3, perhaps the talk of another baby in the future. Whatever the case may be, I miss that baby. I have been dreaming about him. He would be 16 this year; learning to drive. Superdaddy and I are back together today because of him. Because of a misunderstanding from a friend of ours about the said baby, we are together again.
I know a trip down “What If Lane” could be very dangerous. Well seems like the devil took me there and I have been there for some time now.
17 years ago, at the tender age of 15 there was a young girl who was smitten by an older boy; a boy like her dad; who stole her heart; who swept her off her feet; who caused her great happiness. One day she found out that there would be a little one. When her parents found out, they were furious and made the little one go away. This tore apart the girl and boy. With the help of her parents, they went their separate ways. Later that month, the results were in: it was a boy.
She went on to graduate high school just barely 18 years old and have Bubba. Working part time and going to college full time, that baby helped to fill a void at the time. Soon, that girl goes on to get married and have another baby. This time a girl Miss J. Thru painful trials and tribulation, the marriage ends after 5 1/2 years.
A mutual friend from a high school runs into her at work. Thru small talk, they discuss family, life after high school and well just plain life. A few months later, a letter arrives from superdaddy. With weak fingers and a fluttering heart, the letter is read. Said friend thinks Bubba is Angel baby from our relationship. He wants to talk. We get together and discuss family and life after relationship. He too has children; 3 beautiful girls to be exact. He too has been thru a painful relationship. Chatting and such led us back together and well, now there is another beautiful girl "Chicky". She will be 3 on Valentine’s day. The day for lovers. Coinsidence? I think not.
Why do I feel this way this time of year? A part of me is missing. I have 3 beautiful children and 3 beautiful step children and yet I yearn for Angel Baby. Perhaps it is because I only have 1 son. Perhaps it is because he only has daughters. Was his only chance to have a son lost 17 years ago?
Whatever the case may be, lately I am sad. Lately everything is off. Things will be off until I get out of “What If Lane”. Don’t get me wrong, we have been blessed beyond words; but lately my heart is heavy. I miss what could have been…
This time 16 years ago there should have been a baby; a boy. Something is definitely off lately; perhaps all the time alone, perhaps Chicky turning 3, perhaps the talk of another baby in the future. Whatever the case may be, I miss that baby. I have been dreaming about him. He would be 16 this year; learning to drive. Superdaddy and I are back together today because of him. Because of a misunderstanding from a friend of ours about the said baby, we are together again.
I know a trip down “What If Lane” could be very dangerous. Well seems like the devil took me there and I have been there for some time now.
17 years ago, at the tender age of 15 there was a young girl who was smitten by an older boy; a boy like her dad; who stole her heart; who swept her off her feet; who caused her great happiness. One day she found out that there would be a little one. When her parents found out, they were furious and made the little one go away. This tore apart the girl and boy. With the help of her parents, they went their separate ways. Later that month, the results were in: it was a boy.
She went on to graduate high school just barely 18 years old and have Bubba. Working part time and going to college full time, that baby helped to fill a void at the time. Soon, that girl goes on to get married and have another baby. This time a girl Miss J. Thru painful trials and tribulation, the marriage ends after 5 1/2 years.
A mutual friend from a high school runs into her at work. Thru small talk, they discuss family, life after high school and well just plain life. A few months later, a letter arrives from superdaddy. With weak fingers and a fluttering heart, the letter is read. Said friend thinks Bubba is Angel baby from our relationship. He wants to talk. We get together and discuss family and life after relationship. He too has children; 3 beautiful girls to be exact. He too has been thru a painful relationship. Chatting and such led us back together and well, now there is another beautiful girl "Chicky". She will be 3 on Valentine’s day. The day for lovers. Coinsidence? I think not.
Why do I feel this way this time of year? A part of me is missing. I have 3 beautiful children and 3 beautiful step children and yet I yearn for Angel Baby. Perhaps it is because I only have 1 son. Perhaps it is because he only has daughters. Was his only chance to have a son lost 17 years ago?
Whatever the case may be, lately I am sad. Lately everything is off. Things will be off until I get out of “What If Lane”. Don’t get me wrong, we have been blessed beyond words; but lately my heart is heavy. I miss what could have been…
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Check out the Pics
I have resisted putting these on here for a while. Attached to the side bar is pics of my family. Check them out and let me know what you think.
And the judgment is in...
My friend got the judgment in the mail....They found my BIL at fault and gave my friend a judgment for all he was asking and court costs for a total of $940.45. Though I am sad he doesn't really have the money to pay it, I am glad it is finally over with. I am glad the courts are making him responsible for his accident.
It was a quiet weekend for us. She tired to ditch the kids but because superdaddy was out of state, he gave her the option and she chose not to bring them for whatever reason. Not too often this happens usually she doesn't give a shit.
This up coming weekend is when their gymnastics are supposed to begin. I can hardly wait....NOT!
I sort of wish it would snow some more. We have the grass covered but barely with snow in our neighborhood. I want to take the kids out and make snowmen and snow angels and sledding. Maybe this week we will get some more. Who knows (it is Michigan ya know).
Stay warm and healthy...Until next time!
It was a quiet weekend for us. She tired to ditch the kids but because superdaddy was out of state, he gave her the option and she chose not to bring them for whatever reason. Not too often this happens usually she doesn't give a shit.
This up coming weekend is when their gymnastics are supposed to begin. I can hardly wait....NOT!
I sort of wish it would snow some more. We have the grass covered but barely with snow in our neighborhood. I want to take the kids out and make snowmen and snow angels and sledding. Maybe this week we will get some more. Who knows (it is Michigan ya know).
Stay warm and healthy...Until next time!
Thursday, January 25, 2007
What is a girl to do?
While superdaddy and gang were camping, I will tell you what I wanted to do did not happen.
THE FLU I TELL YA!!
The girls and I spent the entire weekend tied to the couch with head spins and fevers and bellyaches. No laundry got done, heck, we barely got fed. When the guys came home I was unpleasantly surprised that they had it too?!?!
Worst part was that superdaddy wasn't even around the week before to catch it. That really sucked!
The flu is gone.
Seeing how last weekend was technically our weekend, and DQ didn't call or bring the girls by even before we got sick, I would not be surprised if she dumps them this weekend. It sure was a great thing they weren't here or else they would have had to fend for themselves and probably get sick as well. Problem with them coming this weekend is.....I HAVE PLANS!!! We will see what happens. Just so happens, superdaddy will more than likely be gone this weekend. They sent him to the east coast today and well, he will probably be out of time to make it home this weekend and go again Monday.
Hope everyone in Cyberland stays healthy...The flu is a bi*ch (and I did get my flu shot this year as a good girl should).
Tata!!
THE FLU I TELL YA!!
The girls and I spent the entire weekend tied to the couch with head spins and fevers and bellyaches. No laundry got done, heck, we barely got fed. When the guys came home I was unpleasantly surprised that they had it too?!?!
Worst part was that superdaddy wasn't even around the week before to catch it. That really sucked!
The flu is gone.
Seeing how last weekend was technically our weekend, and DQ didn't call or bring the girls by even before we got sick, I would not be surprised if she dumps them this weekend. It sure was a great thing they weren't here or else they would have had to fend for themselves and probably get sick as well. Problem with them coming this weekend is.....I HAVE PLANS!!! We will see what happens. Just so happens, superdaddy will more than likely be gone this weekend. They sent him to the east coast today and well, he will probably be out of time to make it home this weekend and go again Monday.
Hope everyone in Cyberland stays healthy...The flu is a bi*ch (and I did get my flu shot this year as a good girl should).
Tata!!
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Girl Scout Cookies for Everyone!
Geeze! Where has the time gone? It certainly does not seem like it has been that long since I been on here. Oh yeah, I remember where the time has gone...Getting my stuff together for turning in the cookie order. Never enough time in a day.
Our troop managed to do fairly well with the cookie order much to my surprise. See they upped the cookie price this year. Well in case ya didn't know, the economy in MI sucks! We seem to have a smaller group this year as well so that didn't help very much. Hope things with everyone are well.
This weekend will be quiet around here. Getting rid of superdaddy and bubba and my mom for the whole weekend. What in the world will I do with myself?
Our troop managed to do fairly well with the cookie order much to my surprise. See they upped the cookie price this year. Well in case ya didn't know, the economy in MI sucks! We seem to have a smaller group this year as well so that didn't help very much. Hope things with everyone are well.
This weekend will be quiet around here. Getting rid of superdaddy and bubba and my mom for the whole weekend. What in the world will I do with myself?
Friday, January 12, 2007
And the wait begins!
So I went to court today with my friend. The judge took under advisement and will render a decision in 5 business days.
The whole messed up part about it is this...
He didn't have a defense. His defense was that my hubby harassed him by telling him to just pay my friend and it would go away.
Second, he took pictures at night of his black car and showed no damage.
Oh well, at least the hard gut wretching part is done for now. My friend will let me know the judges decision when he gets it.
So for today, it is off to girlscouts with the girls and a nice relaxing weekend with duperdaddy dearest being home!!
Have a great weekend!
The whole messed up part about it is this...
He didn't have a defense. His defense was that my hubby harassed him by telling him to just pay my friend and it would go away.
Second, he took pictures at night of his black car and showed no damage.
Oh well, at least the hard gut wretching part is done for now. My friend will let me know the judges decision when he gets it.
So for today, it is off to girlscouts with the girls and a nice relaxing weekend with duperdaddy dearest being home!!
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Utter Disgrace!
I am sickened by the fact that I have to take yet another day off of work to go to court against my brother in law. I wish he would be a man and just do the right thing. Being a marine sure has made him a coward.
Ever had to go to court against a family member? Ever had to tell him he is a piece of spit looser? And his wife is too? Well tomorrow is my day to do just that. Tell my brother in law he is a looser and his wife is too.
Dec 26, 2005 (you read that correct 2005) a very good friend of mine came over to visit my children and I. When he pulled in the drive, my BIL was getting ready to leave. My friend came in to visit maybe for 45 minutes or so. When he went to leave, he discovered his car had been hit while parked in my driveway. I called my SIL and asked her to get a hold of her hubby and have him come back to the house to exchange insurance info. They refused. That left my friend to talk to them and they agreed to pay to get it fixed if my friend got 3 estimates and BIL picked the body shop. Meanwhile, they proceeded to call the police station and decided there was no way to prove they hit it and decided to refuse to pay anything.
This made my friend file a complaint in small claims court for just enough to get his car fixed. First we went to mediation, basically my BIL refused to try to settle because he was afraid it would admit some guilt even after he denied it and what kind of message it would send to my husband.
The day of the accident, my husband was at work and was not even home. It was the children and I. I took pictures of the slush in my drive and tire marks.
The piece of spit that they are told the mediator simply we staged the scene to make it look like he hit it. Like we moved my friends car to match up with tire marks.
Tomorrow is court for the final decision. Tomorrow, I come face to face yet again with the piece of spits that they are. Tomorrow I expect retaliation depending on the outcome of the court case.
Ugg until tomorrow!
Ever had to go to court against a family member? Ever had to tell him he is a piece of spit looser? And his wife is too? Well tomorrow is my day to do just that. Tell my brother in law he is a looser and his wife is too.
Dec 26, 2005 (you read that correct 2005) a very good friend of mine came over to visit my children and I. When he pulled in the drive, my BIL was getting ready to leave. My friend came in to visit maybe for 45 minutes or so. When he went to leave, he discovered his car had been hit while parked in my driveway. I called my SIL and asked her to get a hold of her hubby and have him come back to the house to exchange insurance info. They refused. That left my friend to talk to them and they agreed to pay to get it fixed if my friend got 3 estimates and BIL picked the body shop. Meanwhile, they proceeded to call the police station and decided there was no way to prove they hit it and decided to refuse to pay anything.
This made my friend file a complaint in small claims court for just enough to get his car fixed. First we went to mediation, basically my BIL refused to try to settle because he was afraid it would admit some guilt even after he denied it and what kind of message it would send to my husband.
The day of the accident, my husband was at work and was not even home. It was the children and I. I took pictures of the slush in my drive and tire marks.
The piece of spit that they are told the mediator simply we staged the scene to make it look like he hit it. Like we moved my friends car to match up with tire marks.
Tomorrow is court for the final decision. Tomorrow, I come face to face yet again with the piece of spits that they are. Tomorrow I expect retaliation depending on the outcome of the court case.
Ugg until tomorrow!
Monday, January 08, 2007
High School Again
Why can't grown up people act grown up?
I know there is a time and a place to not grow up but give me a flibbing break. A place of employment is not the place to act like you are in High School again!!!
Situation is this...
A group of people at work seem to think that the 8 hour rule does not apply to them. We sort of have flex time and an honor system for time keeping. The only requirement is this...Work your 8 hours or use vacation time and someone has to be present to answer the phone from 8 am until 5 pm NO EXCEPTIONS!
A bunch of people claimed they worked 8 on their timesheets and left like 3 hours early the Friday before Xmas. Well hot damn if they didn't get their panties in a twist when their pay was docked only a mere 2 hours. Instead of going to the time keeper and discussing it with her, they are stomping around and being pissy at work.
Personally I am sick and tired of hearing it already. I didn't say crap when that phone call came in at 4:45 that Friday and had to stay until 5:30 (without overtime pay).
Ok I feel better now.
I know there is a time and a place to not grow up but give me a flibbing break. A place of employment is not the place to act like you are in High School again!!!
Situation is this...
A group of people at work seem to think that the 8 hour rule does not apply to them. We sort of have flex time and an honor system for time keeping. The only requirement is this...Work your 8 hours or use vacation time and someone has to be present to answer the phone from 8 am until 5 pm NO EXCEPTIONS!
A bunch of people claimed they worked 8 on their timesheets and left like 3 hours early the Friday before Xmas. Well hot damn if they didn't get their panties in a twist when their pay was docked only a mere 2 hours. Instead of going to the time keeper and discussing it with her, they are stomping around and being pissy at work.
Personally I am sick and tired of hearing it already. I didn't say crap when that phone call came in at 4:45 that Friday and had to stay until 5:30 (without overtime pay).
Ok I feel better now.
Friday, January 05, 2007
The latest Bull
Some people do not realize just how much their actions and lack of actions affect the children. Some do not understand that even though their child may not say it, they see and hear everything. Even children seek respect and in return give respect.
Interesting insight.
On new years eve, Miss Gwas trying to call DQ to wish her happy new years. DQ wasn't home. New years day, she wasn't home either (she said she had to work). Miss G was crying pretty good. DQ don't spend time with them and drops them off to visit so she can go out with her friends all the time. They were supposed to get picked up by 2. At 2, DQ called to say she would be there at 4. At 4 she called and didn't make it to get them until 4:30. DQ was with her ex-bf and didn't feel the necessity to get the girls at the time promised to them.
NEWS FLASH!!!!
DQ is moving in with her ex boyfriend that the kids hate and is apparently getting married to him. YEAH!!! Feel bad for the kids, she has 4, 2 of which are my step kids. Oh yeah and the new house is almost 20 miles away. And she signed them up for Gymnastics that she has been promising them for almost 2 years (good thing), but I have to take them when they are with us (every weekend lately). One is at the butt crack of dawn...The other is right before dinner! Why can't anything be less than difficult.
I sure am glad my ex off'd when he did: that way I don't have to deal with his b.s. as well.
So lets go thru the week's schedule: Sunday: Church, Monday: church, Tuesday: Free day, Wednesday: Boy Scouts, Thursday: Free day, Friday: Girl Scouts, Saturday: Gymnastics 2 different times!
Oh yeah...And I work out of the home full time from 8-5 Monday thru Friday. I am a girl scout leader and I fill in for my husband who is a boy scout leader. And one more thing, my hubby is an over the road truck driver! As though I don't have enough to do.
I guess it comes with having 6 kids but damn I need a vacation!!
Interesting insight.
On new years eve, Miss Gwas trying to call DQ to wish her happy new years. DQ wasn't home. New years day, she wasn't home either (she said she had to work). Miss G was crying pretty good. DQ don't spend time with them and drops them off to visit so she can go out with her friends all the time. They were supposed to get picked up by 2. At 2, DQ called to say she would be there at 4. At 4 she called and didn't make it to get them until 4:30. DQ was with her ex-bf and didn't feel the necessity to get the girls at the time promised to them.
NEWS FLASH!!!!
DQ is moving in with her ex boyfriend that the kids hate and is apparently getting married to him. YEAH!!! Feel bad for the kids, she has 4, 2 of which are my step kids. Oh yeah and the new house is almost 20 miles away. And she signed them up for Gymnastics that she has been promising them for almost 2 years (good thing), but I have to take them when they are with us (every weekend lately). One is at the butt crack of dawn...The other is right before dinner! Why can't anything be less than difficult.
I sure am glad my ex off'd when he did: that way I don't have to deal with his b.s. as well.
So lets go thru the week's schedule: Sunday: Church, Monday: church, Tuesday: Free day, Wednesday: Boy Scouts, Thursday: Free day, Friday: Girl Scouts, Saturday: Gymnastics 2 different times!
Oh yeah...And I work out of the home full time from 8-5 Monday thru Friday. I am a girl scout leader and I fill in for my husband who is a boy scout leader. And one more thing, my hubby is an over the road truck driver! As though I don't have enough to do.
I guess it comes with having 6 kids but damn I need a vacation!!
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