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Its my party, I'll whine if I want to
Its my birthday and I'll whine if I want to. Okay so it could have been worse. I did get to sleep in, and I had a great breakfast I made myself (farm fresh eggs over medium, whole wheat Great Harvest toast w/Earth Balance, oven roasted potatos from scratch, and boca soysauge). I went on a 2.5 hour hike with my son out thru the trails around Trollwood. I had a great start with my son. (can't say the same for his father)
But and these things always have a big stinking but, Warren also ate have the Soy dream I bought as a treat for myself. Granted I wasn't going to eat the whole thing, at least not at once, but still.
I made spaghetti sauce, (meatballs for him, vegan for me)and Warren made the noodles, of course he made what should have been more than enough, but (another stinky but) after his father took a normal grown man size portion, Warren took a just back from a week of basic training an haven't eaten for a month portion, leaving me with a nice invisible portion. He also whined about my putting zhuccini in the sauce. Its my birthday, I love zhuccini. Judging by how he scarfed it down, it wasn't too horrible. (I did get some revenge though. I was short on bread crumbs so I put some ground flax in the meatballs. That should keep things moving around the old homestead, hehehe)
I also don't appreaciate getting crap back when nicely asked him to take some empty boxes to the dumpster. I don't care if he has taken out the garbage all freaking week. We all have crosses to bear. I threw up for nine months straight, he OWES me. hehe Okay mostly kidding there.
Last night I was ready for retroactive birthcontrol, though I might have phrased it a bit more controversially. I was cleaning up the warzone, more commonly known as our kitchen, and complaining bout the mess again. Warren off and tells me its my job, I'm the mom and I'm a woman. Woa dude, that is a declaration of war. Needless to say we had a definate meeting of the minds. My philosopy is that unless you are 3, if you can eat off of it, you can clean it up.
On the brightside. I did get Boxx's latest postcard. It's up in my cube at work with the others. Email is wonderful, but there is still something special about a nice piece of snail mail in your box, that isn't a bill.
I was also able to guilt Warren in to cleaning the kitchen. (Now we'll see how his follow thru is).
Sounds like cuppa tea, hot bath and early to bed for me tonight, at least as soon as I get the grungy garbage can out of the tub (don't ask).
Happy Birthday to me. I should do something big to celebrate my last year as a 30-something, but eh.. I'll save it for next year, when I start my new adventures in the land of 4-0. Hell I don't fell a day over 38 now as it is.
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.