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Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Only Seven!
I found these in a magazine and thought it would be interesting to see how people answered them...it was originally an interview with Rod Stewart but I think it will be a lot of fun...So, here is comes, don't spoil it! I'll start it off by answering them myself...
1.) WHO IS YOUR HERO? Although I have many people that I look up to, I must say that my hero is a girl not many of you even know. I won't mention names because I don't want to embarass her...She has been a friend for quite some time now and she's my hero because she goes through life with confidence, is well spoken, has a caring heart, and people look up to her. I only wish I had a few of her traits in myself!
2.) WHAT TALENT DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? Actually, I have many talents already that some people don't know about. I'm pretty good at sketching, I can crochet like crazy, I know how to quilt, I'm an excellent cook, my husband is very satisfied with my "sexual techniques" (I put that one in there for Mel since she seems to think I only post about sex) ... A talent that I wish I had is to be able to sing. Oh yes, I bellow out with almost every song on the radio, I just wish I could do it with a tune.
3.) WHAT MAKES YOU REALLY ANGRY? It makes me extremely angry when people talk down to me. I am a firm believer that everyone on earth is created equal and I hate it when someone talks as if they are better than God. Those people are fake and really need to be knocked off thier high horse.
4.) WHOM DO YOU TRUST THE MOST? This is a tough one for me. Those of you who know me for real know that because of past experinces I am a very untrusting person. I trust nobody! I am not proud of this answer but it's the answer I have to give because it's the truth. I have let my heart ride on my sleeve with too many people that have crushed my soul more times than once and it wouldn't surprise me if every person in my life did it to me at some point. Maybe all my blogger friends out there could help me learn to trust again.
5.) WHAT WOULD PEOPLE BE SURPRISED TO KNOW ABOUT YOU? Gee, I thought it would be easy to answer these but it's proving to be tough... That I have no confidence. I put my heart and soul into everything that I do and I usually end up doing whatever it is very well, but I always start a new venture with extreme fear and it's takes everything I have to get moving on it. I'll wake up the morning of the big event and make myself sick with worry over it. I tend to hang back and not start new things because of this overwhelming feeling. I always feel that there is someone out ther that could do it better than me.
6.) WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT? There are many answers to this one...First the obvious, My Daughter, My Husband (although to hear me talk about him you'd think differenly), animals in my life and of course CHOCOLATE! For the not so obvious...Music!
7.) WHAT IS THE SMARTEST THING YOU"VE EVER DONE? After a six month seperation I got back together with my husband. In that time we both grew a lot and came to realize how much we mean to each other. We may still drive each other absolutely biserk at times but I do love him with all my heart! Today anyway!
Have fun answering and I look forward to reading what you all have to say.
Friday, September 23, 2005
Just Another Day!
~So the day is starting out pretty good. I'm not quite as sore from the tree thing as I was yesterday, and that surprises me since I helped to split and haul the left over wood from the damned thing that could be sold as firewood all day yesterday. I am so glad that it's over.
Hubby is back to work and working long hours this week so it will be a week of staying home and taking it easy, something Baby Girl and I haven't done in a long time. Maybe some movies on tv or something like that in the works? I ready for a good Girls Night with her! Painting toes and doing facials and just bonding. She has become so distant lately and I hate it. I know it's all part of the age that she is but I still miss the talks and the comraderie that we once shared. Parents keep telling me that she'll be like this for a while and then when she is in about tenth grade she'll start opening her heart to me again. We'll see! The boy thing with her is still on hold I guess. We did talk briefly last night about one boy in particular and I think if the boy made a play for her she'd say yes to him. It would definitely put a good friendship with her best bud in jeapordy but I really think she need to take that risk. She can't spend her time trying to be careful of hurting someone else...if the shoe were on the other foot I'm sure the other girls wouldn't think twice about hurting Baby Girl. Been there and done that too many times already. She needs to toughen up a little. My first volunteering gig is on for today at the school. It's an easy one though...just cooking at a cookout for the summer readers that belong to MSBA (Maine Student Book Award). I've decided to wean myself off the school environment this year. PTF can go to Hell and I'll pull back and be just a parent volunteer just like the rest of them. I'm already lined up for the two book fairs that we do but that isn't for PTF so I don't mind doing it. Hubby will be hunting during one of them anyway so it'll give me something to do. Baby Girls Party is still on hold so those of you who think it's set in stone taht it will take place might just have to wait til another time to hear about it. Obstacles! And I didn't realize just how many. We talked about it after school yesterday and she even started putting together a list. Most of the kids on the list will be at the game on that Firday night and a good chunk of them will be at the Cross Country Invitational that Saturday. Then if you factor in weather...Back to the "Wait and See" game I guess. I think that's all I can do. We'll wait and see what the weather is going to be like and then we will talk about who can be here and who can't. I just don't want this to be a "little girls birthday party" type of party. She needs to have one more geared to her age. That's a ways off still so we'll be making some decisions in the coming weeks. I hate planning ahead because those plans always seem to backfire! I did mention just taking a girls shopping trip with a couple of her friends to the new Kohl's instead an she is open to that idea also. It will all fall into place I'm sure. POSITIVE THINKING! I really need to get back to that. So, I guess it's off to Walmart for me this fine cloudy drizzly morning...then to the school to cook in the same drizzle...oh what fun! I may not post this weekend...writers block seems to be everywhere these days. Good weekends to you all and LUVS!
~ You know, if I could get the people I email to read my posts then I wouldn't have to send out all those Emails!
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Topics On My MInd!
Topic #1...Hubby!
Darling Hubby has had some dumb ideas lately and yesterday wasn't any exception. The day started off pretty good...we got the baby girl off to school and the plan was to just have a relaxing day, maybe take a nap, maybe have some fun in the sheets. Well, those plans didn't last that long. As we were sitting together in the warm morning sun my dearest husband decided to cut down this big ass frigen tree that we've been wanting to take down for a  couple of years. My choice would have been to hire it done but Hubby thought it would be too much moolah so we went at it by ourselves. Up on the roof we go to assess the situation. It didn't look too hard once we were up there. And withing about an hour and a half we had two of the main limbs off that were hanging over the roof. Now, those of you who know me know that I'm not a very big person, but when it comes to working, I am one of the hardest workers out there. And no job scares me...in fact I feel that carpentry or woods work would be perfect for me. I love to get in there and get my hands dirty and work those old muscles of mine. Well, I butched up yesterday and made Hubby proud of me. I did the work of ten men and my fucking muscles are hating me this morning let me tell you. The job that started at 9:00 am ended at 5:30 pm. The tree is down  and all the brush from it has been taken to the incinerator. All that remains is a pile of about a cord or wood that needs to be split with a splitting maul today and loaded into the truck to sell as firewood. AND GUESS WHO WILL BE DOING THAT JOB TODAY? YUP, LITTLE OLE' ME!
Topic #2...Baby Girl's Party
Baby Girl is really looking forward to a party for her birthday but I just can't see it happening. the more talks we have about it the more obstacles that seem to be interfering. We had chose the 14th as the date until we realized that there was a high school football game that night...so we changed our minds to Saturday the 15th. There are things going on that night too but I guess we are going to shoot for it. So, all you bloggers out there that tried to talk me into letting her have this damned thing have won! Weather permitting Baby Girl will have her 13th birthday party. I say weather permitting because there is no way in hell 20 kids will fit in my little tiny house. (remember that I live in a 14x74 Mobile Home) She can have it outside in the driveway and on the deck and it will be just so much fun! Yes I'm saying that with sarcasm. I'll keep you all posted on this one.
Topic #3...It's Apple Time! 
I'm looking forward to heading to the apple orchard this weekend to pick apples with Baby Girl. We've done this every year since she was about two and nothing is as good as a shiny red apple off the tree...except for sex of course! We will go out and pick about three varieties and then come home and make applesauce and pies and an apple crisp. I love the wagon ride out and in a couple of weeks the leaves will have started to change and we'll go back out to do the same thing all over again. Fall is my favorite time of year and I love anything that keeps me outside in the crisp air. The only thing that bothers me about Fall is the fact that we all really have to start thinking about that dreaded holiday shit! You know, I used to LOVE Christmas but now it's just a big pain the fucking ass. I don't want to think about that now though...it's too good of a day!
Topic #4...Blogger Buddies!
I've developed a couple of blogger buddies out there that have my heart very heavy. One is on the verge of making a life altering decision and that scares me...the other has been in and out of some kind of depression. I don't like to see people hurting and I spend my days wondering if my two buddies are having good days or bad days. I can't hardly wait until they post for the day, just so I can see how they are doing. Blogger is great place for this...it's a place where we can all go and let it all out there and since we don't know and will probably never meet most of these people we can tell them whats truly inside us, without the worry of them passing judgement. We have talked about things with our blogger buddies that we normally wouldn't talk to our best friends about...let's see, just some of the topics we've touched on lately are Fights with our significant others... children and all their problems (the problems that become ours)... Divorce... Affairs... Beatings... Molestations... Homosexuality... and the list goes on and on. Now, I'm a pretty open person. there is nothing in my life that I feel is so sacred that it can never be spoken about. I don't care if people know my sexual preferences, my bank account balance, my relationship with my wonderful hubby, They can know anything they want to about me...I'm not that private of a person. But I can still talk more freely on Blogger and for this I'm thankful. To my Blogger Buds out there that are going through some tougher times, my heart is always there with you and I hope life turnsa round for you soon.
Topic #5...MOM!
Some of you may remember that my mother hasn't been in the greatest of health these days. Nothing life threatening but something very painful and I'm watching her go through it every single day. She has Vasculits on her legs and a few short weeks ago she almost lost a foot to it. She has sores on her legs that looks like that flesh eating bacteria shit and the wounds are extremely painful. She has to endure an hour of Dad scraping and peeling away the dead stuff every morning and most days the process puts her to tears. She hasn't had a shower for aobut three months...NOW THINK ABOUT THAT! How would you all feel if you couldn't take a shower for that length of time? It must be awful. Oh, she's clean...she takes about three sponge baths a day just to try to make herself clean. There just isn't anything quite like the feel of water running over you as you stand in a hot shower though. She is being treated with Meds that are zapping her energy and she so shaky most days that she can't even hold her dinner frok with dropping it a hundred times. The wound care nurse says it will probably be March or April before she's healed, if she's lucky. Winter isn't even here yet and already it's going to be along one I can tell.
So all my Blogger Pals...this is just today. Tomorrow there will be more topics on my mind and it's good to know you are all there for me if the need arises. I look forward to reading some new posts from you all very soon. Luvs to you all!
Monday, September 19, 2005
Summing Up The Weekend!
So things have calmed down here on the homefront for the most part. The weekend was somewhat uneventful.
~Baby Girl has calmed down a bit on the "guy" issues. She is applying herself to her studies nicely and now trying to get her dad and I to let her have a party for her birthday next month...I opened my mouth and probably shouldn't have! She would like to have a boy girl party outside in the recently paved driveway. I suppose it wouldn't be too awful to allow. Things have happen here in this frigen town that scare me on the idea of a party though...I suppose I should elaborate for you...
~A friend of ours allowed her teenager to have a birthday party at the beginning of the summer. It was boy girl and a lot of the kids in town went to it...NOT my baby girl though. At this party the mom of the girl got plastered and the Dad got pissed off about some things and left so the kids weren't very "supervised". They took the opportunity to be little thieves and swipe some booze from the drunken mom's fridge. Mom at this point is down the road in the ball field screwing some other guy (not her hubby) but that's another story entirely. Anyway, the kids, not all of them but probably about ten of them, got drunk and the mom tried to cover for them. When these kids parents found out about the evening's "activities" they were LIVID, and rightly so. Thank the Lord my baby girl wasn't there! The kids parents decided that the details as they unraveled were just too much so they are suing her and she got arrested for "supplying" to minors because a few of the kids that were drunk accused the mom of giving them the liquor. Well, the whole thing is a big mess and I won't get into it but you all get the drift... 
~So this brings me back to Baby Girls party. Some of these kids that were at the party from the summer will most likely be invited to her party and I'm concerned of what "substances" will be brought without Hubby and I knowing. I WILL handlethings a bit differently than the drunken Mom from the summer. I will NOT drink while children are present and I will confiscate any substances that get brought to my home. If any show up high or have been drinking then their parents will be called immediately! We all learn from other's mistakes! So, we have a little less than a month, (october 13th) to decide if we will allow it, but this is ALL that Baby Girl is thinking about so I'm happy that there isn't some huge Drama like I've been dealing with for the past few weeks.
~Hubby and I got into an argument this weekend, and most of you wouldn't think this was any big deal, but hubby and I hardly ever fight anymore so I really didn't know how to deal with it. It was all really no big deal and we are fine now but it has made me appreciate our relationship and how far we have come. It happened Saturday and he was basically a twit the entire day. We had gone shopping (something he wanted to do) and all he did the whole time was crap about the traffic and crab about the rain and he was just not dealing well with the rush I guess. We got home and while out shoping we had decided on a Baked Chicken Dinner that night so I came home from the trip and started the cooking process. Chicken in the oven, Veggies chopped and in their cooking pots...HE decides to just get up and announce he's heading to the county fair with my Dad to watch the Truck Pulls. Now normally I wouldn't have minded, and I really didn't care that he went that night, BUT He was very inconsiderate to me and I stewed about it the whole evening. The dinner that was planned was altered and we did have a chicken (i had bought two rotisseries) and my mother came over and there were a few kids here with us, but it was chicken with all the fixings, it was more like chicken and whatever I could throw on quick. Hubby was gone most of the evening and when he came home he was carrying bags of cotton candy to sweeten me up before I blew my top. Didn't work for him though! We argued (and the kids that were still out on the deck heard us, which we NEVER allow to happen) and went to bed mad. But in the morning I was over it and things were fine between beloved and me. This was a first and caught me off gaurd! Usually when we used to fight it would last for days because I hold a HUGE grudge over people for a very LONG time. This one was short and sweet and I am proud of the fact that we handled it much better than we have in the past.
~Sunday was spent at football games while baby girl and friend helped out with the flag cheerleaders (little tykes) and I worked the concession stand. It was an ok day, a little on the boring side. When we got home I made it a point to have that Baked Chicken Dinner with all the fixings and Hubby spent the day kissing my toes (No Sucking invovled Dear Scotty! Except for sucking up) and I kinda liked it. He was sweet as pie and did anything I asked him. This continued on to today (Monday).
~ Today Hubby and I worked on a minor home improvement project together that took us the better part of the morning and I've come to the conclusion that I will NEVER NEVER NEVER NEVER build a home with my dear husband.
Life seems to be good for the moment and I hope it lasts...but I am mature enough to know it won't! One can dream...Luv to you all and I hope you are enjoying life too!
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Ok, So my weekend isn't going as planned. It started last night when I had plans to go to work and then come home and enjoy a good movie on the couch with my hubby. Hubby called before he left work with different ideas. He told me he had already told a friend that he'd help him work on putting the siding on his house. This was ok with me...although I didn't want to spend the night
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
A Solution! Worth Checking Out!
Not much to post today but I do have a bit of information I'd like to share with all of you...
Many of us use countless amounts of hair products that end up building up on our hair and weighing it down. If you are like me, fine straight hair, you'll appreciate what I have for info...
I have always used Hair Gel...tried many different kinds, some were ok, others would just make my hair heavier and plastered to my head. So, a couple of weeks ago I read in a magazine that a product that many of us have right in our homes would work well...It's Aloe Vera Gel! Yup that's right...the burn stuff! The stuff you use on your body after a day in the sun...the stuff you use when you "accidently" stick your arm on the side of the hot fry pan. And guess what? IT WORKS!!! I've been using it for about two weeks steady now and my hair seems healthier and I'm saving a ton of money on those high priced gels I get at the salon. Now I'm not saying anything bad aobut salon hair gels and products...some of them are great! But with the world the way it is today, High Gas Prices, Heating Oil Skyrocketing, Groceries costing more and more every week, it's nice to know that there is a low cost alternative out there at least for hair products. Trust me on this one people! I love it! It gives me the hold I need and doesn't weigh my hair down. I'm not saying it will work wonders for you...I just want you to give it a try. What do you have to lose? Let me know the outcomes of it...I'm very interested! 
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
The Study Of Young Love!
It seems that this school year is all about first loves. I remember my first love...he was the cutest boy in school, (well, to me he was) and I would sit outside watching him and his buddies play touch football at lunch break (this is back when they still allowed kids to have "recess"). He even had a really kewl name, Spade! I pined over him for my entire seventh grade year and he never even glanced my way. It hurt me to know that he didnt' feel the same about me, gosh I don't even think I even said more than a qucik hello to him and I was so embarassed by that it's no wonder he never glanced my way. That year came and went and by the time eighth grade was upon me I was over him. Eighth grade was alittle different...I still was a little shy but boys seemed to flock to me for no reason. I had my choice of who I wanted to go out with. And I went out with a few. Nothing very serious, just innocent little "flings". The big thing to do at the time was to go Roller Skating on Friday and Saturday nights and I was smittem with more than a few boys I'd meet there...let's see, there was Chris, and Bobby, and Rudd, and Mike, and the list could be added to if I really wanted to but I'll stop there. It was always love at first sight and we'd "go out" for about two weeks then we'd both move on to someone new, no hard feelings and still great friends. By the end of eighth grade I had had my first "serious" , and I use the term loosely since serious back then meant we might have stolen a few kisses on the dance floor at the school dance or sat really close to each other while we hung out after football practice. Rudd used to serenade me with his Clarinet on the phone every night and I was Gah-Gah over him. It lasted about a month, maybe two, and then we went on our merry way to find the next true love.
Times have changed since then for kids and I'm seeing it first hand with my daughter and all her friends. Let's see...there's Erika, who went out with a boy for 1 year 7 months 2 days and 8 hours (yes she kept track!). They broke up recently and hate each other now...well, hate is a strong word, I would prefer saying they really don't want to be around each other at the moment. They had progressed to hand holding, cuddling and many many stolen kisses. At 12 and 13 years old I'm ok with this but a relationship lasting for that long at that age doesn't fly in my book. Now that boy likes my daughter but won't ask her out because he doesn't want to cause problems with her and her Erika. Daughter feels the same way. 
Then there's Patrick! Patrick is a boy who is very "feminine" acting. He gets teased all the time at school because the kids think he's gay but he really isn't. He has always been babied by his mom and she's always said "He's my girl!" because he didn't like tinkering on cars with his dad or playing rough sports and he didn't like the idea of killing anything. When a boy actually has a soft spot in his heart for things like this he get's "labeled" in this neck of the woods. Patrick befriends the girls very easily and he likes many of them, but because of what the other kids say none of them really ever thinks of him as Boyfriend Material. Until NOW! He has been best friends with a girl for a few years now and over the past few months has come to realize he likes her for way more than just a friend. I have observed them together and I know she feels the same about him. They are both shy and quiet so this realtionship has progressed slowly. Last night however she finally gave him an answer to a question he asked her a week ago and they are now GF/BF. Different than the other couples in school though...I don't think you'll be seeing them all cuddly and kissy for quite some time, if ever. Still, it's sweet love!
You also have the girls in school that dress the part...mini skirts so their undies (mostly thongs) show just a little and tight shirts cut down to there. They throw themselves at the cute jock type boys and make it know that they would be willing to do more than cuddle. I don't like this type of behavior in our young girls. But I'm only one parent and many of the others think it's acceptable. The boys, the cute ones anyway, naturally give more attention to this type of girl. Boys of today are labeled as strange if they haven't felt up a girl by the time he enters high school. So these boys in my opinion "use" these girls that flaunt their stuff for them just to put a notch on their belt and earn the standard of "kewl".
Then you have girls like my daughter. She is a good student and likes many boys. She dresses, what I call "conservatively sexy". She wears the hot styles but covers herself so she can hold on to her dignity. Make-up is always put on just so...not too dark and not un-noticeable. (is that a word?) She is a pretty girl, not the best looking in the school but pretty enough so some of the boys take notice. The problem here is that the wrong boys take notice. She never gets the boy she really likes to notice her for anything more than a friend. Or maybe it's because the boy she likes already has a girlfriend. I know in time the right boy will take notice and she will experience her first true love just as I did. She'll get her first kiss and learn about snuggling and I'll be watching it all, mortified that it's even happening. She won't let herself like some of the boys her friends have gone out with because she is afraid of losing a friendship over it. I suppose this is one of my daughters good qualities. I just don't want her missing out on what could be something special for her. Her time will come! 
Young Love has changed since I was in school. Fights between girls and boys happen more often because of invading ones "territory". Grudges are held way too long over stupid things. When I was in 8th grade I can't ever remember getting uspet over a friend liking a boy I may have liked before. I can't even remember fighting over a guy in high school...well, there was one incident but it wasn't me that was upset and it was all a misunderstanding...maybe I'll post about it someday! It's a sweet time in our children's lives and one that just may cause the death of us parents. Still it's young love at it's best!
Thursday, September 08, 2005
The Bugs Bunny Effect!
I needed a change of pace from the normal posts of late...so I decided to write about something funny. Well, at least it was when it happened...I hope you get a chuckle out of it...
Recently I was having a conversation with a group of teens about what it was like when I was in High School. We talked of how the class curriculum had changed and how kids today are expected to grow up more quickly. We talked about what my school dances were like, when in every corner was a boy and girl making out and the teachers didn't seem to bother with them. I told them how the teachers room was always filled with cigarette smoke (not anymore thank God!) and we talked about how kids dressed. The latter made me think of my daughter and how she just baught her first pair of clogs. Now, I'm not talking the comfortable slipper-like Stegman Clogs...I'm talking about the ones with the high wooden heel. I told the kids a my "clog story". 
I had a pair of clogs that I wore every day. I loved my clogs. They were easy to get on and off, while at my desk I used to kick them off and my feet were always comfortable, and being a shorter person, they made me much taller.
One day, I was walking down the hallway towards the stairs that led to the locker rooms which were in the basement. A boy, Bobby, and I were talking and when we came to the stairs, he was going up to the next floor and I was going down to the lockers. I was quite "smitten" with this boy! He was SO cute! I really wasn't paying attention to anything except his dreamy dark eyes and I was trying to turn on the charm by flirting, maybe a little too much. He was headed up the stairs and well, I guess I should have been paying more attention because the top of the stairs going down came upon me in a shot. One more step forward in my hard to walk in clogs and down the whole flight of stairs I went. This is where the bugs bunny effect comes in. You've seen the episodes where Wile E. Coyote would step off a cliff, not realizing he had done it, and there is a pause and he holds up a sign that says "bye!" and first his body goes down, stretching out his neck and then with a whistling sound his head follows. That is exactly what it felt like was happening to me. It was in slow motion almost. I fell down the whole flight of stairs, but never went onto my butt. I somehow managed to control my beloved clogs to keep me upright. I looked up, once I hit the bottom  platform, and Bobby was up there peeking over the handrail, with a smile and giggle that made me melt. He asked if I was ok, and I assured him that I was fine. I was TOTALLY embarassed and I could feel the redness on my face. Now, I know in my heart if I had not been wearing those damned clogs, the whole incident would never have happened. Lets face it, you can all remember those clogs I'm talking about...they were easy on your feet UNTIL you tried to walk, then you looked like a fool trying to look all cool and sexy in them.
So, that's my funny little story. I told it to the teens and my daughter was embarassed just thinking about what her mom must have looked like when this happened. I hope she takes the story to heart and keeps her mind on her footing while wearing those clogs she bought and loves!
Oh, and if you are wondering what happened between Bobby and I, we became a couple the very next day. I guess you gotta love a girl who can compose herself with dignity in public!
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
A Fun Little Thing I Found!
I think this could be a blast! Let's have some fun. I got this from Melodyann:
Ask me 3 questions. Any 3, no matter how personal, private or random.
I have to answer them honestly. I have to answer them all.
In turn, you post this message in your own blog or journal and you have to answer the questions that are asked of you.
Ok.... GO!
Baby Girl!
This is just an attempt at trying to link my daughters site. She doesn't have much in there but I'm encouraging her to use it more. Hope this brings you there. Her name is Kristen
Teenage Blues.....
Last week my sweet baby girl started off her 8th grade year exactly how I thought she would...Problems Problems Problems! The first day was pretty uneventful. She loves her teachers and the new schedule they've adopted from the High School and enjoyed seeing all her friends that she's missed over the summer. That first day she came home in a good mood and was excited about the year that lay ahead of her. Remember, that was just the first day! The second day was a little different! Day two started out as normal. Off to school, a little sleepy because none of us are used to getting up that early, but ready for the day. By the time the second class rolled around the school went into a tailspin due to a Bomb Threat. The kids went off to the High School on buses to be safe. They had to sit in the bleachers there for 4 and a half hours. While there she chatted with friends and got caught up on all the latest gossip. She did some flirting with the new boy in school, but just innocent flirting. Her best friend decided it was the perfect time to start getting "cozy" with her new beau by leaning back between his legs while she sat one bleacher below him. (I remember days of doing that... the teachers would get mad at us for being so "close") Anyway, just before the last class of the day the kids were allowed to go back to the Junior High and resume the day. Other than that the day was uneventful...UNTIL! When she got home her whole world started to change. It wasn't that bad at first...Brett came by to hang out and she had some homework to get done. It wasn't until they got onto AOL that all hell broke loose. She recieved an IM from one of the high school girls that she had been chatting with the whole summer. She has known this girl for years so I allowed the chatting to go on thinking that they were good friends. The conversation went a little like this...
Girl: Hey
Baby Girl: Hi! How do you like the High School?
Girl: Oh, it's not too bad...So, I was told that you like Breken.
(Breken is the new boy in 8th grade this year and ALL the girls think he's a hottie!)
Baby Girl: Ya, why?
Girl: Well, He broke up with his GF from his other school to go out with me last year and then broke up with me to go back with her!
Baby Girl: So! He has the right to pic who he wants to go out with.
Girl: Well, I saw you in the Gym at teh High School today and I saw how you were flirting with him.
Baby Girl: We were just all hanging out and yes I might have been flirting with him a little...
Girl: Well, I think you need to BACK OFF and stop being such a flirt with him.
Baby Girl: Why should I. We like each other.
Girl: I heard you are becoming Quite the Slut!
Baby Girl: Who told you that?
Girl: Oh, I just heard it.
This is where the MOM (me) stepped in. I don't like the kids talking smack like this to each other and I was going to put a stop to it. I had been standing right behind my daughter and Brett the whole time so I knew exactly what the conversation was. I told Brett to move and let me in there. My temper was throguh the roof and I got online and told the girl that I had read the whole thing adn was very upset. Told her that I didn't approve of the way she was talking to my daughter and taht I'd be calling her parents. Well, more was siad but yu all get the poicture I'm sure. By the end of the conversation with her, Brett ws scared to death because he had never seen me get that upset and Baby Girl was in the chair in shock that someone would accuse her of being a Slut. For Goodness sake, she's never had a REAL BF and from what she's told me she's never held hands or kissed a boy so how can she be labeled a Slut? The conversation wen on for a bit with the girl and I just got to the point where I was going to blow a gasket so I got offline and told her her parents would be hearing from my husband and I. She was all apologetic to me and said taht she didn't mean it the way it sounded...that She wasn't calling Baby Girl a Slut, she had just heard it. Well, all you intelligent people out there knows damned well that all she was doing was trying to cover her own ass because she got caught. Later in the evening Hubby and I decided that we would call the girl and tell her that we won't tell her parents but there was a condition...She had to tell them. If she didn't we would have no choice but to tell them ourselves. About 20 minutes after getting off the phone with the girl, her parents called wanting to know what happened. All thier daughter told them was that something happened on the internet and something bad was said about my daughter and that she was invovled. She gave them nothing else to go on. My hubby and I told them the whole story and they were less than pleased with their kid and offered sincere apologies to us and Baby Girl. I didn't want to make this into anything bigger than it already was so I asked that it go no further than the few people involved and they asked the same of us. That was it! It thought the problem was resoved and that was that! At this point it's about bedtime and Baby Girl was unusually quiet and reserved. Off to bed she goes and when I went in to kiss her goodnight she was in tears. The whole thing had hurt her feelings and there was nothing I could do about it. She had to learn to deal with these things so I left her room telling her that the next day would be better. Which it was...she came home still quiet and reserved and told me nothing about her day but assured me she was fine.
The weekend went pretty uneventful...She had planned on hanging out with her best friend but Best Friend was grounded so Baby Girl just hung around the house all weekend. She didn't hear back from the girl that called her a slut and the weekend was rather boring and long.
Off to school on Tuesday! (Labor Day Weekend so that was the first day of the week) She came home with a smile on her face and said the day was pretty good. She didn't talk much about Breken (which surprises me because for two weeks now that's all she's talked about) and she really didn't talk to me about anything else. She mentioned that Best Friend had ran away from home Sunday night but got picked up by a neighbor half way to town and was taken back home. that's about it. She went off to help with the Flag Cheerleaders )a little side job she's picked up) and she wasn't gone ten minutes and Brett showed at the door. He feels comfortable with hubby and I so he stayed with me for a while, just hanging til Baby Girl got home. Him and I talked about some stuff...Enter Problem #2...He informed me that he really likes Baby Girl and would ask her to go out with im but he knows it would cause a ton of problems. Brett and Best Friend had been going out for almost two years until about three weeks ago so he knows it would be awkward if Baby Girl and He started dating because of how it would make Best Friend feel. He didn't want to cause problems for anyone so he's just hanging back for a while. Now, I didn't need to know this little bit of information. I CAN'T tell Baby Girl about it because then she'd feel all funny about htings so I have to keep it to myself. I really don't want to get involved with this anyway...I have always been the type of mom that lets the kids be kids and handle thier own business.(except for the Slut thing because that was my Baby's reputation at stake...I'm sure you will all agree with me) After Baby Girl got home, she and Brett hung out for a while and then he had to leave. It was all an ok time for her. She actually smiled a little, first time since the slut incident from the week before. After supper, Baby Girl went off to take a shower...Enter Problem#3...AND THIS IS THE REAL REASON FOR THIS POST!...Online comes her friend "Mars" (a nickname). She and I chatted for a while about dumb stuff, like "how was your day?" and stuff like that. She asked where Baby Girl was and I told her and she said "good, cause I need to talk to you about something."
Mars: You know Baby Girl likes Breken right?
Me: Yes, she talks about him a little.
Mars: Well, I have a problem because I like him too.
Me: What do you mean you like him too?
Mars: Well, I really like Breken and I want to go after him but I know Baby Girl likes him too and I am afraid she'll be mad at me.
Me: Mars, How would it make you feel if the roles were reversed?
Mars: Yeah, I'd be really angry at baby Girl because she liked the same guy I did.
Me: Well, what do you want me to do about it?
Mars: Do youthink I should tell Baby Girl about how I feel about him?
Me: I'm staying out of this one...You do what you have to do Mars.
Mars: I think I am going to tell her that I like him too.
Me: If that's what you have to do then fine, but I can't promise you that she won't be mad at you. You could be jeapordizing a good friendhsip here.
Mars: I know but I can't hide this from her.
Me: Whatever Mars, I'm not getting into it.
Mars: When she gets out of the shower put her on.
And that's exactly what I did. Baby Girl gets out of the shower and I told her Mars was on. I told her that she might tell her something and that I wanted to have a heart to heart with her about it after she was offline. You know, a little bonding so Mom knows how Baby Girl feels aobut the situation. Sure enough, as soon as she got online Mars told her to go read her info and try to figure out what she was trying to say. Then Mars got offline before baby Girl could respond. Baby Girl read the info and immediately figures out that Mars likes Breken also. At first Baby Girl was angry and then she got really quiet. I didn't try to keep the subject open and we both got offline and watched some TV. During one of the commercials, she started talking to me about it. Mom, why is it that when I finally find a boy that I really like all on my own, everyone else has to go after him too. Why do my friends do this to me? At this point she's ALMOST to the point of tears again. I told her that she just needs to be herself and don't throw herself at this boy. It's ok for her to let him know that she likes him but this boy can make up his own mind who he wants to go after and that she'll be better off just being herself. As far as the friends liking him too, well, if she's angry with them for it she should let them know. She doesn't have to be all mean about it...just let them know that it hurts her feelings that they are going after the same guy that they knew she liked first.
So, After this extremely long post, this is how 8th grade is going thus far. It Sucks! Just like I knew it would. My question for you all...How should I handle this with Baby Girl? Am I doing ok with the parenting bit? I'm not a stupid mom, I know very well that this is just typical and that most girls this age go through similar things. I know that a lot of it is all the hormones of these little mean bitches running rampant and that Baby Girl herself will feel these same things soon enough. I also know that I HAVE to be like I've always been and just let them be kids and watch them go through all this shit. Am I thinking right or am I losing it? I told a good friend recently that I knew 8th grade would be a Living Hell and that I'd never make it through it...I think I was right! I welcome any comments...good or bad. Have a Beautiful Day People...
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Kids Say (and do) The Darndest Things...
My Friday night was like any other Friday night...work then home and kid was bored. She asked me to take her to the high school football game, which I really didn't want to do. But being the great mom I am, I decided that it was better than sitting in front of the tube all night. She was so happy. We got there and baby girl went off with her friends immediately. I went up into the bleachers and sat alone...which I didn't mind as much as I thought I would. It was a nice night and I was comfortable so it wasn't all that bad. After a while a family, mom, Dad, and two young kids (each one having a friends with them) sat on the bleachers below me. I was at the top as to have something to rest my back against. the little girls went off to play but the little boys thought it would be more fun to climb to the top of the bleachers. Now, this doesn't sound like anyhting too exctiting to an adult or teenager, but to little boys about the age of 5, it's like climbing Mt. Everest. One of the little boys was very frightened and it took him almost the whole first half of the game to get brave enough to climb all the way up. The other little boy was much more daring. He was up to the top, where I was, in no time at all. I noticed he kept coming closer and closer to me but it didn't bother me much, I like kids most of the time. He came over after a few minutes and sat right beside me. He proceeded to tell me all about the game of football. He was giving me his play by play of the game and kept squirming from one side of me to the other. It was making me a little nervous because he wasn't very graceful. Sure enough he tripped and I caught him. Scared the shit out of me. Mom and Dad down below were trying to keep an eye on all the kids and caught his little trip out of the corner of their eye...they tahnked me for grabbing him and told him to come sit with them. He did but just for a little while. I could hear what he was telling his parents and he kept telling them that I was a really nice lady...
"mom, that lady up there is really nice...and she's really pretty too."
"you stay here and leave that nice lady alone so she can watch the game."
"oh, I don't think she minds...she's talking to me and we are becoming really good friends."
"why don't you go and play with your friend and sister."
The little boy had no intention of going off to play...he was too smitten by me.
He periodically came back to me through the course of the evening. He'd sit beside me and tell me all about stuff...
"Look, number 1 has the ball. They give it to him because he's the best player on the team. That's why he has the number one on his shirt."
"Oh is that so?"
"Yeah, when I get old enough to play I'm going to have that number. I am already better than all my friends."
"Oh really. You are that good are you?"
"You know, you are a nice lady. And you are really pretty too."
"well thank you."
"That's my friend coming up the bleachers. He's a scaredy cat because he's thinks it's too high up."
"Well, it is pretty high up here. You be careful ok."
Off he goes back to his mom and dad. He convinces dad that he's ready for some junk food. Off they go to the concession stand. Pretty soon they come back. At this point of the evening, Max, Simon, Patrick,Brett,n daughter, and a few other teenagers have joined me on the bleachers. When the little boy, his name is Luke by the way, I heard his parents call him by it, comes back and the older kids don[t bother him a bit. He pushes right past them on the bleachers just to come and sit beside me. He had some candy, a cowtale, and a stick of sour taffy. He also had a can of soda. While he was sitting beside me he was having some trouble getting his taffy open. The older kids keep laughing at him and his actions. My daughter is on the other side of me making friends with the other little boy, a new kid that just moved here from Queens New York. Max, a freshman, thought it was cute the way my little friend keeps getting closer and closer to me. I keep glancing down to see if the little boy has gotten into his taffy. His hands are completely green from it and sticky and he now has it torn into three or four smaller pieces.
 I asked him if he needed some help with it. He said no. Then...ALL OF A SUDDEN...He turns to me and starts sticking his wet gooey taffy all over my bare arm. I just looked at him and as quickly as he did that he started licking my arm.
"what are you doing?'
"Nothing, just licking you" he says to me with a big green grin on his face.
I couldn't help it. I, along with Max and my daughter and a few of the other kids burst into laughter. We try to hide our chuckles from the little boy, not wanting to encourage him to do this again. Now, my arm is all sticky and gross and all I could do was just sit there and laugh. It was all so surreal.
The Dad finally turns to see what his little boy is up to.
"Luke, son, what are you doing up there?"
"Nothing Dad"
"Ah, you don't want to know what to know what he's been doing up here!" I said in a flash.
The dad decides it's time to come up and investigate. Sitting beside the little boy he asks him what he's been up to. The little boy replies "nothing"
"come on son, I know you've been doing something up here. Tell the truth."
"ok dad, I stuck the taffy on the lady's arm and licked it all off."
"luke, that's not a very nice things to do."
The little boy goes to sit by his mom who heard the whole thing and is mouthing to me her sincere apologies. The dad stays beside me and proceeds to tell me how his boy loves older women. (Older? Is that ME he's referring to? Am I OLD now?) He says apologies to me and goes back with his wife and kids. After taht the little boy didn't come back the rest of the 4 minutes left in the game.
The teenagers around me were laughing hysterically through the whole thing. I wonder if they would have been as grossed out as I was by it if it were happening to them?
Anyway, this is the way my Friday Night went. I can only hope that your's was as fun and eventful as mine was. I hope you found this funny and I hope it made your hearts all a little lighter. Til next time all...
Thursday, September 01, 2005
7 Things MEME!
7 Things Meme
I got this over at Scotty's and thought I'd give it a try. I don't know what I'll come up with about him but we'll see...Enjoy!
7 things you probably don't know about SCOTTY!
1. He is a sophisticated and sensual lover. Any of you gay men out there that haven't had him really should. I'm a straight white woman and I dream about him every night!
2. His idol is George Michael. He kinda has that look going on, although he's cuter than Georgie Boy ever could be. He secretly sings all Geaorges old songs in the shower.
3. He is a loving and devoted dad...ok, you already know this, but I take my hat off in praise to him for this. He keeps life real for them.
4. He wants to become a professional model in all those Gay Mags out there...and he'd be great at it. Just look at those eyes at his blog site. Makes even us straight women swoon over him. He'd be a giant hit!
5. Scotty is extremely devoted to his better half, but still enjoys a good romp with the hottie sitting at the bar making googoo eyes at him.
6. His goal in life is to have 100 more men in the six months. Practice makes perfect and he is almost perfect in every way.
7. And Scotty spends too much time with x-boxes and ps2's. I know this is easy to do with kids in the house. Gay Sim's for the x-box...hmmm...interesting.
7 things I have never done and may never do
1. Had plastic surgery of any kind. Of course I could use some but I'd rather be just who I am.
2. Flown in a plane. It scares the shit out of me...If I can't walk or drive there then I have no desire to go. I'm not a thrill seeker.
3. I've never desired a gay man. Well, up until now that is. I hope this doesn't offend him (I bet he knows who he is). And I know it would never happen for me and him.
4. Sucked a mans toes to try and turn him on. People, this is just gross and I've seen it happen in Porn movies and it's disgusting.
5. Met a movie or music star in person...but would love to shake the ahnd and have a conversation with Stevie Nicks.
6. Never had to diet. I am blessed to be naturally thin...although I am developing the ass of all my Aunt's and that scares me a little.
7. Taken dance lessons...and this is sad because dancing is a passion of mine and I've always wanted to take lessons...ballroom ones...Hey Scotty, move to Maine and take lessons with me. We'd be great!
7 things I did not do this weekend
1. Have Sex with my husband. Shit list a mile long here!
2. Exercise in any way.
3. Bond with my baby girl. She is pulling away from me more every day. I know you all can relate.
4. feel good about myself...it's just been one of those times where nothing makes me happy.
5. Tell my husband I loved him...maybe I should have and the weekend would have turned out better.
6. sit down and have a heart to heart with my mother, which is long overdue.
7. Spend even one penny on myself. I think a shopping spree is in the near future though.
7 times I have almost died or was seriously injured
1. When I had the flu about ten years ago. I was sick for over two months...couldn't even bathe or take a piss without my hubby carrying me to the bathroom. 82 pounds at the end of it and with all the reactions to the meds they were giving me it's a wonder I DIDN'T die.
2. Taking too many drugs in high school. Nothing too potent but enough so I wasn't sure where I was a lot of the time. Stupid on my part and I've sworn them off forever. I'm a way different person now.
3. Car crash with good friend Sue. How we survived it I have no idea. Both had concusions and couldn't turn our heads for two weeks.
4. When Dicky and I were fooling around on his horse and I fell off the other side, ok he dropped me off the other side of the damned thing, and I landed on my head. When you are young and stupid you don't think aobut breaking your neck as anything too serious.
5. When I went to Auburn with my parents and Dad decided to drive down the wrong side of the highway (the divider in the center of the road confused him) with a Big truck coming right for us. Just missed it!. Scared me so bad that a baby popped out the very next day.
6. Jumping from the top of my Aunt's deck into her swimming pool that was about three stories down. Stupid Stupid Kids! I hope my own doesn't do dumb stuff like that.
7. Riding anywhere with Allan. He has got to be the worst and most daring driver out there. I think he should join Joey Chitwoods Thrill Show.
I won't tag anyone with this...It's been way too hard. I thank Scotty for a little fun though.
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