Pushing the limits…where does it stop?
September 27, 2007
Its been a very STRESSFUL week so far, well since Sunday night. Between my hubby coming down the hall to tell me it’s 11:00 what the hell, cause I still didn’t go to bed yet, I was in the middle of an anniversary chat deal and had won a prize and didn’t want to just up and leave when I won it, it was ending at 11, then I head to bed. What am I a flipping kid? You know for years I have told some past so called friends about how it is here and frankly perhaps they thought I used that as an excuse but seriously folks its what I have to deal with. I was so mad at him and when I went to bed he said something just I had to get up cause he knew I had the girls. Well you know what that’s just crap I am a big girl, I am not one of the kids, I told him about that chat but naturally football was on and he didn’t HEAR me. So Monday he was home sick from work, he didn’t sleep well that night, gee wonder why!
Tuesday my daughter come home from school with a paper for me to sign for senior project, so I sat down to discuss it with her and she automatically puts up the flipping defenses and attitude as I was asking where she planned on going for her project (they have to shadow someone, 30 hours a week for three weeks in May in place of school for this project and write a paper and give a presentation, and stuff) and no matter what I asked I got a smart ass reply. So I don’t think she should use my hubby’s ex wife’s sister, as she owns her own styling salon, she she says she is doing the project in a smart ass reply so I said then I am not signing the paper so when you turn 18 then you can tell the school you can do the project in January and she said that’s too late. So this lead to a huge argument, she already had the attitude anyhow. So I talked to her a bit about asking the gal across the street as she is a head manager at the Marriott and that with what she does it be better for her project.. So long story short I talked to the gal and it’s a go. But does mom get a thank you or any credit?? NO! But this way she can go to work with her and have a ride home since transportation is an issue, it just works out best. I know this gal and she doesn’t take no shit and this is the best thing all the way around. She doesn’t need my hubby’s ex’s family picking her brain. That’s how they are……
So yesterday I thought was going to be a better day. Boy was I ever wrong!!! So I thought I check out myspace and leave a comment on my daughter’s blog, a joke or something and low and behold there are these pictures up from the party she went to on Saturday night. Ok so I thought hey I will save and scrap these for her and save for her graduation collage I am working on. Well needless to say ONE photo no way no how no flipping chance. OMG, the way she is posing for the picture, I mean I had to look and see if I was at a playboy blog!!! Still clothed but OMG. And other kids from school that are on her and her friends myspace friends list are sporting this picture as their profile picture and they are not even in the picture. So this isn’t a good thing. This isn’t going to help her reputation at all. So she comes home from school and I say to her I need to talk to her about something and not sure how to bring up without causing an argument, and well needless to say it was not a fun afternoon. She got smart saying she would do and be her own person, hey I am all for this but to pose for a picture like that, which she tells me the girls DAD took which pissed me off even more let me tell you, now I am out to find that bastard and see how he like it if I took a picture of his daughter like that and it got posted on myspace see how he like it! I told her if she was to run for a political office, this would ruin her campaign! She is the only one in the picture posing this way, why could not just sit like other kids and smile for crying out loud. Why did she have to do that??? And this is suppose to make us feel sure go to the next party??? Seriously??? I realize she turns 18 in a few months but I am telling you right now I won’t have it!!! It wasn’t so much the picture ok, so we have had it, its wrong I do my motherly gripping and it could have been over with but she said such things to me that I have to tell you right now was worse than if she would of shot me with a gun! But its all over myspace via her school now and what does that tell you? One guy in the library tries to get up her skirt, another guy she brags about grabbing her ass all the time but I am not suppose to react or get upset, I mean after all he is gay she says. Honestly tell me, what mother in her right mind would not react to this kind of shit? So it lead to a huge ass argument she said things to me I will never EVER forget so I made dinner and left last night, and it was raining and drove to the mall and just sat in my car in the parking lot for hours in the rain. Called my hubby and told him how I feel. I need a break and nothing left nerve wise, emotion wise I am just a wreck. I am shutting down, I have had my fill. I had a migraine that came out of no where, probably cause all I ate yesterday was some tomato soup at lunch with some crackers, had a hell of a time driving home cause it was dark and the on coming car lights were killing me. Everything was blurry and fuzzy. I came home, took a bath and went to bed. All I can say is now I am an emotional wreck, crying at drop of a hat and literally just burnt out. You can not possibly tell me this is suppose to be part of motherhood. So because other parents don’t give a rats ass how their kids look, dress, behave I am just a bitch because I do. She mentioned the Navy considering joining, other times I be like you don’t want to do that during a war time especially, but you know what, JOIN the military because boot camp will snap you into a reality I have tried all your life too you, so bring the papers I will sign them. JOIN the military. Now she is like no I won’t join the military and be in prison. Go figure!
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Oh Sweetie - wish I lived closer…I’d come pick ‘ya up for a mini vacation and let them all fend for themselves for once. See how the cope without ‘ya. I’m thinking of ‘ya though and sending a big squishy hig, too