Armed with Cheesecake and Vodka, World Watch Out, I'm Back!

When B was little and I was a single mother I can honestly tell you I was not the best supreme mom there was to have around. He tested me in ways that no one has ever before. I have had hair pulled out of my skull, been head butted so hard I had a goose egg and started screaming in agony when my son went missing from with women’s clothes aisle, only to find him playing in the skirt rack. I remember being on a small military base with him while his dad was out doing god knows what, but we were in the commissary and at this time B wanted to test who could hoodwink who first. He started in with his moronic 2 yr old antics, I ignored them for awhile, until I could feel my blood boiling underneath my skin, so I picked him up, hard and firm and all you hear throughout the entire store was… owww mommy your hurting me. Little shit. So then everyone is looking at me, wondering what in the hell I am doing to this poor child… LOLOLOL asshole. Or when you try to pinch them to get their attent...

I love days like this. I went home early because my stomach was killing me and I was in bed when B got home. He came upstairs asked me how I was and then asked if I finished the wash. I was pissed, why the hell am I going to worry about doing the wash when I am ready to barf out the window??? I didn’t say anything just moaned a bit, knowing that I was going to have to get up soon and start being a mother and a wife again. I go downstairs to see what he is doing and he is folding the wash and put the load in the dryer for me. He didn’t complain, bitch or whine. That is my man and I hope he remembers that for when his wife is sick. That is if he ever gets married. He doesn’t want to get married until he can afford it, which in teenage man brain it means, “until I don’t want to party anymore”! He has been stressing a bit with the homework, had two projects due today. He was finishing the one up last night and was looking through his notebook for his work cited worksheet. Everything was on...

Well, a friend of mine and I were discussing women's lib this morning we think we have solved all of the United States issues... Homelessness - since women are part of the main workforce, this is taking jobs away from people who are now living below or at poverty. If the women refused to burn their bras in the 70's I could be home right now watching my sons first steps instead of a child care worker who is getting paid minimum wage to watch 10 children.

Well, this week was a very slow week. Bryant had spring break off and he had nothing to do. He did make the best of it. Sunday night stayed up till 2 am, slept till Monday at 11 am. Played Xbox, did a few things that I begged him to do around the house. And that was the rest of his weekend in a nutshell. He spent the night at Donnie's, one can only imagine that there was no sleeping going on and a bunch of crank phone calls to girls cell phones in the middle of the night. They are all going to see "Shutter" tonight. Freaks I swear, I am glad though that he likes scary movies like I did at his age. They are a bit more predictable and he loves gore.. more the gore the better. Note to self - make sure he does not eat meat today. I am so ready to eat a big fat cheeseburger next friday! NO guilt. I am so sick of the fish at the Moose, and no I really dont want to go anywhere else on a friday night LOL. I have to go to the bank, grocery store and the ABC store today....

Did I tell you I got The Boy's report card. Needless to say I am keeping it to myself for fear of starting WWIII in my house. I do not wish to argue, wince, crawl for cover, or leave the house for any reason. I must do this for the sanity of myself as well as my family. He is grounded, he knows this and he promised me that he will get his grade up as soo as possible and bring me notes home. I have no idea what i should do... OMG

289 more days till Christmas...

Weekend went very well, The Boy got an application to a nursery for the spring/summer months for employment. He looks at the application, and says, "I should have gotten two of them." At first I thought he meant for his friend, but then he spouts off that he can't erase on the paper. I told him to write it down on paper first and then write neatly ont he application. He starts reading off the questions... Employment history - So what do they want here he says.. ummm your employment, well he states that he has never worked anywhere before, so i start spouting off places that he has volunteered at, including the Moose where he WORKS every friday night. DUHHHHH It's going to be a long year LOL. Then we start talking about careers where you dont need a college education, he now wants to be a truck driver... I was saved though, he started talking about the FBI and CIA, and then we started talking about computers and how good he is and I told him all of the super secre...