lazy day

It was a lazy day today. I loafed around, folding laundry, napping, chatting on the phone. Ya, know, a lazy day. I got out of my pj's around 4 o'clock and took a shower. We made a nice dinner and relaxed with my kiddos watching Herbie. I enjoyed watching Lifetime movies about amnesia and love. The laundry got folded AND put away.

Thought thingy

In science the credit goes to the man who convinces the world, not the man to whom the idea first occurs.
Sir Francis Darwin
1848-1925

my romantical date, or something like that..

We had respite come in Friday night. Rick and I were going on a "date". The first one in several months. I LOVE ABBA, really alot. Rick took me to see the musical Mamma Mia! down in Fort Myers a few years back, now the Mamma Mia! is in the movies, I was chomping at the bit to see it with Rick. Rick and I have NEVER been to the movies together, ever. I told him we had a date and we were going out to dinner and to see Mamma Mia! and he was excited to go. He came home from work and I asked him if he was excited and he was. He asked me if I could pay his mortgage (he has his own house, which he rents out and with his account I pay it). I said sure, then he said it was good I was his sugar momma, because after him paying the mortgage he was broke. Just for the record, he makes twice as much money as me and has half the bills I do. I asked him how if he was so broke, were we gonna go on a date? He said he thought I was paying. I explained to him that I only had eleven dollars in my account after paying my stuff. So instead of me taking a shower and getting all prettied up, we went fishing. Not one single bite, no one single fish. Instead of smelling freshly showered, and looking good, I was wearing a fishing shirt, snook hat, and shorts, smelling like bait and bug spray. Instead of a restaurant with fancy drinks and appetizers, we had cheese steaks. Of course I tried to make the best of it, but I was still disappointed. And to top off a romantical evening of mosquitoes buzzing, and Rick farting, I got my frickin period.

"quality time"

I made some sort of ridiculous attempt of spending some quality time with my kids. Rick went fishing with his brother for the night, so I thought a nice evening with my kids would be therapeutic for us all. I started with a gourmet meal at Burger King, followed by the play pit and milk shakes. After ten minutes they were hanging out with me at the table, and that we can do at home without the faint smell of urine and shrieking unmanageable children whose parents use Burger king play places as day care centers. So we went home, thinking we can snuggle on the couch with some popcorn and watch a movie together. Silly me. Silly, silly, naive, me. Dare I hope for such a pleasant evening? We piled on the couch and "it" began. He's touching me, she hates me, he's on my blanket, he's ruining my life, Kaylin's a stupid head, and so on and so forth. I think you get the picture. Kaylin wanted this, Brandon that, let's watch this, no I wanna watch that, I wanna sit by momma, no, I do. Then the tween that had once been my sweet little girl starts screaming how it's not fair and Brandon is ruining his life and she just wants a normal family and no one respects her. She storms off into her room with an attitude I'd just LOVE to smack off her face. Can you give an almost 11 year old Midol? That pretty much ended the evening. Brandon melted down at that point, which I can't blame him for. He went to his room since suddenly I had become a "bitch ass". I slumped off into my room, with the door open, to read and hoping everyone just needed to chill for a few. Kaylin came in maybe 7 minutes later. Announcing that I was rude for not telling her good night. I told her to sit so we can talk and I tried, I really tried to talk to her. But she just argued with me, I tried to listen, sympathize, settle the match. She wasn't having it. At that point I told her how it was. Straight to the point, holding nothing back. During my rant she got up and walked out. Brandon had fallen asleep already. I lay on my bed shaking my head and trying to figure out were my good intentions went. Kaylin skulked back in and sat on my bed pouting. I asked if she wanted to talk, and she didn't. I think she wanted to reach out to me, to let it all out-what she was holding in, and to apologize (can blame a girl for hoping). She hugged me and I held her and told her I loved her. I don't feel like it was good enough, I feel guilty, like I'm totally missing something with her. I don't know how to help her, without her giving just a little for me to work with. I know it's got to be hard for her dealing with a brother like Brandon. But at the same time, somethings gotta give. You have to be part of the big picture, be part of the change. I can't get her to see that it's my job to turn her into a some what productive member of society, and responsible, caring adult. Anyway, that was my night....

Well I didn't finish Mondays post

I didn't finish Mondays post, but that's okay, right? You were all sitting at your computers biting at your nails waiting for me to finish that one, weren't ya? I call tell by all your comments and replies. LOL. I know, I'm a goofy one. Yesterday, Tuesday, Brandon finally had his OT evaluation at The Florida Center. It went awesome. I learned alot and was amazed to see how Brandon reacted to being brushed, digging for marbles in popcorn, and relaxing on a swing. She recommended OT at school and private OT. We will see what insurance says about all that. We also had our team meeting last night. I do have to say it went really well. Carrie (behavioral support specialist), Cindy (therapist), mom, Amy, and Marcy (wrap facilitator for SAMSHA) were all there and it turned out to be pretty productive. Overall I feel today exceeded my expectations.

On another note, I've been reading my friends blog, the one who blogged negatively about me. I've been reading it every day and feel confused about how I should feel. She's going through alot right now with her husband and son and I want to call her, but I'm still hurt by the things she said about me and Brandon. Someone called about her husband a few weeks back for a job reference. I gave the asshole a good one, even though he hates me and my kids. Arghh! I don't know how to feel about that one. And by the way, he got the job!

Rick should be going fishing tonight with his brother Pat, so he won't be home tonight. A night with just me and the kids snuggling will be nice. Maybe they will even earn some marbles for being nice to each other!

Well, what do you think?

Weekend recap and stuff

Friday night I gave Kaylin a chance to do her chore. I gave her fair warning, and gave her consequences. No, she did not have to scrub floor boards, pressure wash the house, or re shingle the roof. She had to put the dishes in the dishwasher. I told her if they were not done when I woke up in the morning, I would take away her Nintendo DS. I guess she was testing me, ignoring me, hating me. When I woke up, I dilly dallied, read, made coffee, trying to give her a chance. Finally I did the dishes, walked into her room and took her DS. She did not notice it was missing until 2pm-ish. The confrontation wasn't as bad as I though, she quietly asked me where it was, and I told her she knew. She asked my when she would get it back, and I told her when she did her chores without being asked and the right way. Brandon was more horrified about the whole thing than Kaylin was. Kaylin will RARELY let him touch the thing, and he was he biggest advocate to get the thing back. After a leisurely afternoon of Lifetime movie watching, and laundry folding, we took the kids fishing. Brandon caught a catfish right away with his new fishing pole he got for his birthday, Kaylin caught a sting ray which she sang gloating songs about for the rest of the night. Brandon caught another catfish and so did I. They were ready to go home, but we still had shrimp left. They occupied them selves throwing cheetos to the rats and mice scurrying across the pier. Kaylin wanted to catch one and take it home. I told her no frickin way. I'm gonna finish this post later tonight.

Well....It's been awhile

It's been over a week since I've blogged. Which is fine, because no one reads this shit anyway. We had tropical storm Fay pay us a visit Tuesday. Monday I went to work and was trying to get everything done in case weather was too rough to come in on Tuesday, and what do you know, our companies server crashes. It finally came back up at 3 minutes to 6pm. Our accounting manager had 3 minutes to send the entire direct deposit file to the federal reserve. She somehow did, but sent the wrong one! Oopsie. Then we did wire transfers and live checks and blah, blah, blah and I left work at 8:30. Tuesday, assuming that a tropical storm was coming at 8 in the morning, I didn't bother to set my alarm the night before. 9:30 I was blissfully sleeping in and awoken by my cell phone blaring it's oh so familiar song and it was my boss asking me if I was on my way. I jumped up, washed my hair in the sink and flew off to work. Apparently all the payrolls we had done we gone from the server crash. We had to recreate all the payrolls that we had done on Monday. Wednesday and Thursday were a busy, stressful mess. And today is Friday. I don't want to do ANYTHING. I'm so over it and ready to go home.

On the weekend we had a great time. Kaylin and I met her step mom, Jess, up in Sarasota to go school clothes shopping. We had a really good time. Kaylin got some really cool clothes, we had lunch and headed back to North Port. Saturday night we went to Walmart to do bra, undie and sock shopping. Kaylin's first bra! She was horrified! Sunday I took the kids for haircuts. Monday was the first day of school. Kaylin liked her teacher, although he was I guy, she got over it. Brandon had the same teacher as last year, he got 101 points his first day. It was so good seeing them both so happy with their first days. Tuesday there was no school because of the storm. Wednesday and Thursday I was a very negligent parent, there was just nothing left of me! Rick cooked dinner all week and was awesome with the kids.

So that catches everything up. My tooth still hurts, the dentist wants me to go to a specialist. I said no. I already paid out a boat load of money, so let's wait and see what happens!

thought for the day

Don't get a frickin root canal.

Just Kidding..well mostly

'Tis better to be silent and be thought a fool, than to speak and remove all doubt.
--Abraham Lincoln
(1809-1865)