Started my dayum period.
A week early.
On my birthday no less.
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Sunday, January 16, 2005
Irresponsibility Runs Amok
I swear MyPoolBoy drives me nuts! It's bad enough that he does completely irresponsible crap, but then he starts asking me "what's wrong?" "what's wrong?" "what's wrong?" I always tell him that I just keep it all bottled up because if I tell him what is wrong he will just get pissed. He always says "no I won't" so - out of vindictivenss I guess - I always tell him. ....and he always gets pissed! Well the last 10 days have been one big screw-up after another for him. Last night we were going to go out and he said he would stop and fill up the car because he never gives me any money for gas during the week -- I think he feels like he has to be in control of something because he never was allowed any control when he was living with his parents....they did everything for him. Anyway, we start driving out of town and he passes by EVERY SINGLE GAS STATION -- when we got about halfway to our destination I asked him why did he wait to get gas....he just goes "Oh, I forgot. We'll get some up here." (about a 1/2 mile away) Right then the car starts to sputter and die and we managed to get off the road and turn on the hazard lights -- which BTW the left one doesn't work because he won't take it to the shop to get checked out....of course, THAT is my fault too because I always have the car and he can't ever get it to take it to the shop (like I couldn't take the Suburban ONE day and have him take my car). SOOOOO the jerk starts walking to go get gas and calls Felix (who has been home all day with a sick teenager -- and has her come pick his stupid butt up and drive him to the gas station and back to the car.
I am just LIVID! I did tell him that I get tired of living like we are poor -- there is no reason except for his irresponsibility that we have had this stuff happen to us. If we didn't have the money that would be one thing -- if he had half a brain in his head we wouldn't be dealing with this...he is SO IMMATURE!!!!!!!! I really thought that after 18 years he'd grow out of of SOME OF IT! WHAT AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOW today I am walking on the treadmill and he compliments me on my @ss. I just rolled my eyes and kept walking. He asked me what was wrong -- don't I like getting compliments? I told him that I don't mind compliments but they always seem to be about my @ss -- as if I don't have anything else that he can say something nice about...and that it always seemed to have sexual motivations behind it when he did compliment me....WOW I feel so loved because you've been staring at my butt and that's all I am to you...yeah, I hop right into bed with you because that's the kind of stupid person I am.
SO while I am in here checking email, he comes back in to the room (I guess because he just likes to pick a fight) and asks "Why don't you want me to pay you a compliment?" I told him that I don't mind a compliment but they always seem to be about a sexual part of my body and it feels like blackmail to make me get in the sack with him. I'd just rather not have any compliments than have them that are sexual in nature and there is an inferred stipulation attached to them. He yells, "Fine, I guess I just won't give you any compliments any more."
Oh yeah, darn, my loss.....
I just told him that I couldn't believe he walked all the way back to this end of the house just to pick a fight -- no response --
I am just LIVID! I did tell him that I get tired of living like we are poor -- there is no reason except for his irresponsibility that we have had this stuff happen to us. If we didn't have the money that would be one thing -- if he had half a brain in his head we wouldn't be dealing with this...he is SO IMMATURE!!!!!!!! I really thought that after 18 years he'd grow out of of SOME OF IT! WHAT AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!
NOW today I am walking on the treadmill and he compliments me on my @ss. I just rolled my eyes and kept walking. He asked me what was wrong -- don't I like getting compliments? I told him that I don't mind compliments but they always seem to be about my @ss -- as if I don't have anything else that he can say something nice about...and that it always seemed to have sexual motivations behind it when he did compliment me....WOW I feel so loved because you've been staring at my butt and that's all I am to you...yeah, I hop right into bed with you because that's the kind of stupid person I am.
SO while I am in here checking email, he comes back in to the room (I guess because he just likes to pick a fight) and asks "Why don't you want me to pay you a compliment?" I told him that I don't mind a compliment but they always seem to be about a sexual part of my body and it feels like blackmail to make me get in the sack with him. I'd just rather not have any compliments than have them that are sexual in nature and there is an inferred stipulation attached to them. He yells, "Fine, I guess I just won't give you any compliments any more."
Oh yeah, darn, my loss.....
I just told him that I couldn't believe he walked all the way back to this end of the house just to pick a fight -- no response --
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10:56 AM
By
Her Royal Highness, Princess White Trash of Mullet County
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Well, holy cow
I'm tired, but not exhausted. We've been at Chunk's basketball practice and Thunderduck and Trainwreck's soccer games today. I did some paper grading and know what I'm gonna do about lesson plans after I clean house tomorrow, so I'm not freaked out over how much stuff I need to do (because it is under control).
Two computer problems-- I STILL can't get my soundcard driver to work on my laptop and the webpage is not publishing (I think I may have to get the backup cd and do the little frontpage trick). Ok, I'm gonna work on getting my soundcard going.
L8R
Two computer problems-- I STILL can't get my soundcard driver to work on my laptop and the webpage is not publishing (I think I may have to get the backup cd and do the little frontpage trick). Ok, I'm gonna work on getting my soundcard going.
L8R
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8:09 PM
By
Her Royal Highness, Princess White Trash of Mullet County
Friday, January 07, 2005
Recovery
Recovering from the holidays at school has been rough, but I think that I have stuff under control with grading -- I am PLANNING that the kids check stuff like the Kamicos and DOL, that cuts my grading down to spelling tests and essays only. Spelling tests will take like 10 minutes to do all 40 papers...I won't mind doing essays if that is all that I have to do. I also have been putting the page numbers from all my workbook resources into the syllabus (I think I mentioned that already) so that I can just look at the syllabus and write down what I want to do. I'm hoping to get copies for next week's objectives made today so that I can just plug in my plans. OH! I also have cut down how many days I spend on a story in guided reading -- I think I was overkilling it. We're doing 2-3 days per story and that's it -- I can spend the other 2-3 days on Kamico and checking TAKS stuff. Only 7 weeks until the test! We have to start tutorials on the 18th -- I still have to send in the paperwork on my partner's class today!
Ok, I have to wake the boys in about 8 minutes.
Ok, I have to wake the boys in about 8 minutes.
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6:22 AM
By
Her Royal Highness, Princess White Trash of Mullet County
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Happy freakin' New Year
I'm on my period...what a way to start off!
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6:09 AM
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Her Royal Highness, Princess White Trash of Mullet County
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