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It's going to be another long day, but at least I get to start it off easier. Warren has an appointment with Dr. A this morning. After school he has another dr. appointment to get a physical, which he hasn't had in awhile and update his booster shots. He also needs to get some script strength creme for his eczema, the OTC stuff just doesn't cut it.(I'm paying for the insurance I might as well use it). In between I really need to get my room cleaned up and try to make a dent in the bottomless pile of I don't know what that is Warren's room.
Yes it is his room, and he should be responsible for cleaning it, however not all of the mess is his, so it is only fair I give him a hand.
It amazes me how someone who eats like Warren, could also be so picky. He never used to be. When he was little he ate crusts and all, whatever kind of bread. Now he won't eat the 100% whole wheat bread, and whines if there are things on his crust (that grain sprinkles they put on the top of the crust). On any bread he won't eat the crust, and whoa be it if I use parsley in anything, save lasagna. If things don't taste just right, he will whine. On the brightside, he did tell me that nobody has ever made a spaghetti sauce or meatball that compared close to mine (smug smile goes here). Now if I could just broaden his pallate.
Last night I made spaghetti squash, and homemade (meatless) tomato sauce. I thought it was pretty good. Warren was whining about it, with him mouth full yet. He ate half and then started saying it was gross, and don't buy squash anymore. In his defense he did try it, and did eat some of it, before complaining. But I am still tired of the same old same old, and his constant whining and wanting to eat pizza for every damn meal if he could. Maybe its just the fact that he is going thru a lot of changes and wants to stick with old tried and true comfort food, I don't know. But I'm in the mood for trying new things, to eat healthier and he is driving me nuts.
I have a bunch of leftover sauce, and a thawed pound of burger meat in my fridge. I think I'm going to use some of that wagon wheel pasta I have (I have a ton, and make somekind of tomato hotdish bake.
Yesterday my learning disabled son again announced that he thinks dropping out of high school is what stupid people do. I know that isn't totally true, but shhhh, my son is willing to push himself to finish high school, and I want him to stay that way. He is considering college as an option, and I will not have anything spoil that. I am hoping he finally realizes that even if he hasn't to work twice as hard as some people at school, that has nothing to do with intelligene and in reality he is probably smarter than some of those for whom school comes easy, just in a different way. He still talks about designing cars, or working on them. He's been talking about the mechanical engineer field most of his life. I will do anything to make sure he can make it work if he chooses, and not just cause I want a mechanic who works for free (*wink wink). It runs in the family (he is the carbon copy in some ways of my cousin, the career Air Force officer who also preferred engines to books). I know he can do it. I wonder if engineering school is as expensive as law school or medical school. I am sure it isn't as many years. Who knows someday, we may be driving a ******* car, a non gas powered, affordable by most car, with a Lithuanian name. Wouldn't that be a kick in his dad's pants, and finally redeem a name prevously only associated with drunkiness. Hey a mom can dream can't she.
Time to take a shower, make some pancakes, call the school and bus (they confuse so easily) and get Warren to his dr - in Moorhead - yuck!
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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.