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Today I lied to a friend. I’m no better than the Chels-Beast who plagues the internets with her lies and misrepresentations. I asked my friend Matt for some money today. I told him I needed gas for my car and food for my kids. He gave me $200. What did I do with it? I went to Mayfest. Alone. Normally this is something the entire family is supposed to go to, but I just couldn’t stand being trapped with my family for another day. Yes, I really said ‘trapped’. That’s just how I feel. Trapped. Plus Dennis fights with my ex every single year, and for once I wanted to go and not see a riot.
Dennis wasn’t happy when I got home. He said he’d been trying to call me and text message me. I said the phone was turned off. He said he called AT&T and they said I was downtown. WTF? He called my carrier? I don’t see where I was so wrong in needing just a little time to myself to enjoy life. Lord knows I haven’t had a good life lately.
When I got home, my knee was bothering me, and I went to take some more pain pills. Dennis took the bottle from me and threw them across the room. “You’ve had enough of these!” he said. I actually dove for them. How dare he throw away my pills! He made me wear my brace in the store, and I really didn’t appreciate that. There were fat men all over the store. Several were ganged in the cosmetics isle. One was changing his kid’s diaper in the parking lot, and threw the dirty diaper down on the parking lot. Another parked next to us at the Burger King, and was blogging about me via his Acer. WTF?
Coming home was draining. Pogo told me her toys should go to specific kids, and she named names. I should not be having this discussion with my daughter. I should not be having this discussion with a ten year old. No one should. It’s cruel. It’s sad. Going back to the University to sell back my book, I stopped at the table Jess and I sat at for our interviews just three years ago. It seemed like yesterday everything in my life was perfect. Now there are changes taking place all around me. And I don’t like a single one of them.
Happy Mother’s Day
First and foremost, a new way to contact me:
That email address downloads directly to my Thunderbird email client, on my desktop. So if I have electricity and I’m at my desktop, there’s a good chance that I will get your email address and answer anything you send me. I had some trouble in the past with people who have sent me emails and I never check my webmail addresses and they assumed I was ignoring them. Eventually I will configure all of my Gmail addresses, but for now that’s the one to directly email me with. And yes, I plan on keeping it for as long as possible. I also have an MSN email address, but I can’t get it configured.
I got a new memory box for Mother’s Day. I’m going to fill it full of pictures as soon as the candy is all gone from it. Then I was showered with a couple of bouquets of flowers:
Yes, I know. Messy table = child abuse. Get with the reporting. =D
The best gift came from DW, my step son. For the first time ever, I heard his voice this morning. All of the kids bombarded me with my presents at noon, while I was still asleep. What a pleasant way to wake up. =) I was showered with candy, several DVDs: all the Saw movies and Futurama movies, flowers, and a card. DW was the first to speak: “Happy Mother’s day, momma.” Was shocked and stunned at the same time. Yesterday was his 7th birthday, and I’ve never, ever heard him speak before. I wasn’t sure he could speak.
Dennis fixed my little clock that I thought the kids had broken and ruined. Turns out we didn’t even need the super glue we bought yesterday to fix my pens that Matt chewed on all semester long, and ruined them, it just needed a new battery. Isn’t that always the way it is? I could have had my clock fixed weeks ago.
I’m off to wash the dishes. No, I don’t get a vacation just because it’s Mother’s Day. Not if I want the dishes washed properly anyway!
Happy Mother's Day
First and foremost, a new way to contact me:
That email address downloads directly to my Thunderbird email client, on my desktop. So if I have electricity and I’m at my desktop, there’s a good chance that I will get your email address and answer anything you send me. I had some trouble in the past with people who have sent me emails and I never check my webmail addresses and they assumed I was ignoring them. Eventually I will configure all of my Gmail addresses, but for now that’s the one to directly email me with. And yes, I plan on keeping it for as long as possible. I also have an MSN email address, but I can’t get it configured.
I got a new memory box for Mother’s Day. I’m going to fill it full of pictures as soon as the candy is all gone from it. Then I was showered with a couple of bouquets of flowers:
Yes, I know. Messy table = child abuse. Get with the reporting. =D
The best gift came from DW, my step son. For the first time ever, I heard his voice this morning. All of the kids bombarded me with my presents at noon, while I was still asleep. What a pleasant way to wake up. =) I was showered with candy, several DVDs: all the Saw movies and Futurama movies, flowers, and a card. DW was the first to speak: “Happy Mother’s day, momma.” Was shocked and stunned at the same time. Yesterday was his 7th birthday, and I’ve never, ever heard him speak before. I wasn’t sure he could speak.
Dennis fixed my little clock that I thought the kids had broken and ruined. Turns out we didn’t even need the super glue we bought yesterday to fix my pens that Matt chewed on all semester long, and ruined them, it just needed a new battery. Isn’t that always the way it is? I could have had my clock fixed weeks ago.
I’m off to wash the dishes. No, I don’t get a vacation just because it’s Mother’s Day. Not if I want the dishes washed properly anyway!
All I Want
I had to give Pogo 2.5 pain pills today. Her pain was bad when she got up this morning, and I had to cave in and give her pain medication. She managed to go to the grocery store with us today, and she says she wants to go to Walmart with us to shop for the things we couldn’t get at the grocery store. Right now, she’s sipping ginger ale and watching The Beast With A Billion Backs and resting. I called her doctor today and he said if I bring her in on Monday, we can start steroid therapy to manage her pain better.
I gave her nearly twice as much pain medicine as I take for my broken knee. These pain pills make her sick, hence the reason I decided to give her ginger ale and told her to take it easy for now. Dennis says we should probably prepare for the worst while hoping for the best. At least I agree with him on this.
All I want for Mother’s Day tomorrow? To know my little girl is going to live long and well into her prime. I don’t think I’ll be getting it, though.
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