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I guess I haven't been very update-y lately. Its been a very stressful week.
Warren got sent home from school on Thursday. He was upset when a student teacher pointed out several homework assignments that hadn't been turned it. Turns out the homework had been done and never turned in. Only some of the work could be found in his desk (he has his mom's organization skills ~ or should I say lack thereof). He refused to do the missing work, and when pushed on the issue became rude and disrepectful to the student teacher. He was then sent to the base room to work and get himself together, but he remain upset and while he wasn't violent and didn't hit or threaten anybody, basically sat there with an attitude and refused to work. So it was either detention or home. I had to leave work at 1:30 and go pick him and his attitude up. (My boss will love that one, but he can just bite me).
Once he gets home the anger and the attitude continue, he doesn't want to get in the house. I am trying to be patient but my patience are wearing very very thin at this point. I know his dad's reentry to the picture and his stress in worrying about his dad, is a large part of this, but that doesn't excuse the attitude.
Eventually he came in the house, and after chilling a couple hours I was finally able to have a civil conversation with him. It also convinced me even more, that his father is a poor excuse for a human being.
Warren finished his homework and had a wonderful day on Friday, so he proved that he can turn thing around, if he is willing to work at it.
Mike is still being a bum. Twice he has dared ask me for money. "Excuse me, you disrupt my life, treat me like crap, shit on your son, refuse to pay child support and then want me to pay you for the privledge?" The meth really must have fried his brain cells, if he can't figure out why I just might be a tad pissed off as hell at him.
Then he decided to hitchhike to Casselton to try and get his car out of impound, at 10:00pm, when it is about 0F out. Of course he got frostbite, and he expects me to feel sorry for him. Butthead did it to himself.
On to other topics.. As to Janet Jackson's boob-boo!! Big freaking deal, its a boob people, a body part, who cares. I seriously doubt anyone will be scared for life because they saw one. I breast fed my son for almost two years+, and when he was an infant and still depending on nursing for food I would feed him whereever and when ever he needed it.
This was done as a stunt, but by making a big shitty deal out of it, people are giving her exactly what she wants. (**rolls eyes at stupid uptight people who need to shut there mouths and open there minds instead of the other way around**).
Today has been a good day. I didn't get much done, but the van has been tuned up and definately runs much better. Otherwise I laid around like a slug, while Warren destroyed the Death Star II, becoming addicted to "Battle for Endor" in the process. Sniff, sniff I'm so proud of my little pilot. I did make a great Swedish Meatballs on noodles for dinner (from scratch, casue its so easy), and an apple crisp (one of my specialties). So Warren and I are both stuffed like turkeys.
I have also decided it is way past time to find another job, not only am I waking up in a mini panic two or three times a night, now I am also waking my son up to get ready at 3 am. The kicker though was when my boss showed up in my dreams, bitching at me about using my own computer.. Stay out of my bloody dreams G****!!!! Do you hear me!!!
Prequels ~ Sequels
Daily Dumbass: It's just a breast people...in Pilgrim times an ankle was cause for uproar... get over it already
Thankful For: I love fresh apple crisp from scratch with whipped cream
Music of the mind: : Strangely enough.. Brady Bunch theme
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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.