Lack of Intellingence

So over the course of the weekend I encountered my fair share of ignorance. Maybe more then my fair share...  First a chick from OK who has a severe plastic addiction told me I didn't know my own birthday and then told me I wasn't smart... Funny thing is when I messaged her back and said thanks for the convo, and to try the veal I would be here all week, she asked me what a convo was and what a veal was. Who the brainiac now? Here's your ID-10-T sign.

So then my son is photographed hanging out his bedroom window and its posted to FB, at the time I was not home, and I did see the photo and was on my way home to have a meeting. Well my neghbor took that opportunity to play spy and get the same photo.  Then she jumps me as I am getting out of my car, saying that her son is butt hurt because he over heard me telling my son that I don't trust her kid. Last time I checked, we still live in the USA and I was using my 1st Amendment Right.  
And then trys to tell me my kid is no saint... Tell me something I don't know. So when I told her that not only do I not trust her son but 98% of all kids in the neighborhood over 12, she told me to watch it or else.

OR ELSE?!?  Or else what? Are we fucking 15, are you going to kick my ass? Please try something cause I may be no saint but I guarantee that my word will be a hell of a lot better then yours.

So then the kid starts txting my kid about how we are talking shit. How does me telling my son that I don't trust another kid and to stay away from him constitute me talking shit?
One better the mom gets on the kids phone and txts him of course leaving the boys tag "talk shit get hit"
This has now become a threat from a 50 yr old lady to a 14 yr old kid.

But wait theres more....

So now my kid is out back and the other boy is talking shit to him as he cleans up the back yard "Yeah pussy just wait, keep talking shit you faggot" right in front of his mom... does she do anything? No.... and then.... the wonderful young man that I have trust issues with posts on FB a threat to see if my son is man enough.

So I call and talk to a cop on duty and his reply was don't say stuff like that in front of kids.  You have got to be kidding me!

So the morning arrives and as soon as the boy gets to school, this fantastic contributor to society tells my kid "you just wait till we get home"

And all this time my kid has been ignoring him. When is enough enough? I can't wait to move out of this town.

And as always try the veal, I am here all week!

Facelift

Sleep eludes me tonight/ this morning, and I have to be to work in 2 hours. Oh life is grand.
I decided that I needed to come in and actually give my page a facelift. Especially seeing as I have made a promise to myself to get over here and blog.

For those of you that haven't met me yet whoo hoo How you doin?
This is me back in the day...

and me now....

Me and my Spawn

A face to a name/blog is always nice don't you think?


Now on to the main event, this morning's tale is one like no other... my brain has been waging a battle for the last few days on whether or not to send the Douche Waffle a letter with some updated photos. Not that it will get him off his lazy ass and actually start living up to his obligations as a father, but more as me being the better person. Part of me says don't do it, he's not making an effort so its his loss. Part of me says yeah do it, but cut off all the heads in the pictures. And the last part says to just be nice and update him. What would you do?
I am seriously leaning towards option 2.

I look at these boys and have watched them grow up over the last 4yrs with only having me as their real influence... Of course Grandma and Grandpa and their Uncle help to, but I am the one that they actually rely on 99.9% of the time. They truely amaze me.

This kid is gonna go places. He self taught himself guitar, he can do anything he puts his mind to, and the girls are all over him. Oh and as a Freshman he has decided that he wants to play football, and be a cheer leader or Spirit helper... Good on ya buddy!!! He's like yeah all their boyfriends are gonna hate me because I get to cop a feel.
Soon he will be the Senior Deacon for his chapter of Demolay. I can't express how much I love this institution!!
He is wise beyond his years and one day might actually out prank his mother.

Dewey here is my evil genius. He's one cool spawnlett. Whether its playing ball or looking for ways to con me in to a chemistry set (isn't gonna happen cause it will be the one day they decide to update Google Earth and you will be able to find my house but the mushroom cloud where the house once stood). Constantly trying to keep up with Spawn 1...and he can't wait to become a Demolay.

Last but certainly can hold his own is Schmuckel. I have a variety of nicknames for this boy. He cracks me up. He and Dewey were fighting so much the last week of school that the school called and said he was in the principals office because of it. First question I asked... "Did they spill blood on the Carpet?"
Needless to say he did get his bike taken away for the weekend and had to suffer moms horrible off key singing.

I don't know what I did to deserve these crumb snatchers but I love 'em to death and wouldn't trade them for anything.... or would I? Nah just kidding.

All in all not sure what I should do about their Donor...maybe I should do an internet poll. Who knows...

A few things are certain for now... I have to go to work in an hour and did not get any sleep, and I can't wait to go see Hells Belles on Sunday. Its the boys first concert... whoo hoo can't wait.
So until later....
~me

Where the hell have I been

I realized tonight that I haven't blogged in forever. So sit back and enjoy my ramblings.
I am not sure why I stopped posting blogs... Oh wait yes I do...It was because I was tired of just writing about the extreme mood swings I was having. One co-payment later the doc started me on lithium and welbutron. You guessed it! Bipolar... What a shock after the pills finally worked on the gray matter between my ears! I felt better and wasn't flying off the handle. The kids no longer tiptoed about.
For the past two years it's been an adventure that's for sure. Bubba discovered girls and kissing, and girls discovered him back. He sang a song at the school talent show and the girls reacted as if it were the Beatles playing Ed Sullivan.
Wheezer is just starting to see what girls are about, but still would rather be on the ball field or reading Percy Jackson or Harry Potter. Yay! He is my Einstein. He wants a chemistry set but all I can see is a mushroom cloud on google maps where our house used to be. I know you can say whatever but trust me when I say the Murphy is my best friend and worst enemy!
And then there is Chief or Booger depends on his moods. He is a funny kid constantly cracking me up with his isms. My favorite to date was when the news came on and told the world that Bin Liden had met his maker. Chief looked right at myom and I and said "why is it always the mexicans?" he cracks me up!!!
The last two years have been fun as well. It took two trips to Great Wolf Lodge... Spent time with friends in a city out of the fish bowl I live in. I think mentally I am starting to scab over and heal, but I don't know when I will be throwing myself at mercy of Venus, eventually I willl get there. But until then I must bid you fRewell... Two more days!!! Lucky for ms it counts for OT! Yay

Good night!