How did last weeks conversation with K and S go?  Of course it went awesome!  They typed back and forth on the Exs IPad (which by the way is awesome since she's living off of our child support!!) typing letters and S got to see how good K is at spelling different words.  However, as soon as the conversation was over, the Ex sent us a message over Skype saying that she would be deleting us as "friends" because this type of communication for her was no longer "convenient" so we would have to "re-friend request" her every time that S and K were supposed to talk.....hmm.  That makes a LOT of sense.  She said that she is hardly ever on Skype so for us to send her messages that way didn't really suit her.  Yup, that's ok, all you had to do was let us know.....not "delete" us....so, we found her again, re-friend requested her, and told her to stop trying to fuck things up for S and K.  You better believe she accepted that shit.  God she's so childish.

However, it was fun for me to sit off to the side of the Skype screen and laugh about how much like shit she looks....still fat....with a horrible short hair cut that makes her look even more fat. 

And the business about sending S a million pictures of Ks report card?  The Exs response?  "I thought you would like regular pictures of K rather than just seeing her every 2 weeks."  Yeahhhhh, the problem with that is:  she was going to send us pictures of Ks REPORT CARD...not pictures of K!!  Send all the pictures of K that you want, but we dont need pictures of her report card....nevermind the fact that we reminded her that she can send the pictures to MY email address (S never gets on his email!)  that option was apparently never considered.  And then....there was the Ex trying to send messages to S via Skype about how it's not appropriate for me to be on screen with S during his calls with K because I no longer care about K.  Yup, like any real stalker should, make sure to read what I wrote correctly, because what I wrote in my last blog, was that I do still care about K, but that it would take a long time to rebuild our relationship because of her crazy ass mother.  Quote me correctly if your're going to stalk my shit.

In other news, the masses are all a-twitter because Beyonce lip-synced the National Anthem.  Who cares?  Really?  We all know the woman can actually sing....what's the big deal?

And, I am deeply saddened that this show about Honey Boo Boo is even on the air, never mind the fact that it became its own spinoff from that horrible "Toddlers and Tiaras" bullshit.  Don't watch this crap, maybe it will eventually get pulled off air.

However, the new show, "The Following" is prime shit and everyone needs to check it out.  Although S is confused as to why Kevin Bacon looks like such shit ("Did he have a stroke or something?  Why is one of his eyes half shut all the time?") The show is phenomenal and ranks up there with "Walking Dead" and "American Horror Story", some of the favorites in our household.
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Nice. Real niiice.

A blog long in the making.


Because it's taken so long for Ss ex wife to finally let him start talking to his "daughter" again.

After much stupid and pointless negotiating.

I couldn't remember the last time that S. had talked to his "daughter"  (Why the quotations?  Because I, and many other people, highly doubt that this girl is actually Ss kid, but that's besides the point for this particular entry). because S. knew that there was no way that Ex. would let him talk to K.  But then S "friend requested" Ex on Skype, there were some texts sent back and forth.....a lot.  The Ex finally accepted our Skype request.  Then the even more ridiculous text messages started.  The Ex needed to talk privately to S. first to teach him how to talk to K.  She needed to get the feeling that S. was serious about this.  Blah Blah Blah.  Some of the things got hammered out, but of course S never had a private conversation with the Ex first, he dosn't need to be "taught" how to talk to a 6 year old, and he dosn't need to spend time looking at or talking to Ex....HIS words exactly.

Seriously?  The texts messages were so ridiculous and this "negotiating"  took literally a couple of weeks, and S. telling the Ex numerous times that if he wasn't committed to talking to K, he would have given up a long time ago because of all of the bullshit that the Ex was trying to demand out of him before he could actually talk to K.  I couldn't be around, mine and Ss kids couldn't be around....blah blah blah.  She seems to have forgotten that mine and Ss kids, actually come first to S. and he wasn't going to hide away in another room in the middle of the day so that he could talk to K, while of course K was sitting on the Exes lap, because according to the Ex this where K is most comfortable.....lets disregard the fact that the Ex has been pining away for S for years now and just wanted to butt into his and Ks conversation and try to get back into Ss life. 

Finally the day came when S got to talk to K....S and I even put the kids to bed a little early so that this could happen....and that supposed 5 minute conversation that the Ex was convinced that they would have?  Yeah, it turned into a 45 minute conversation in which K was very open, asked questions, and was happy.  During this time, the Ex got a more and more pissed off look on her face, god it made me laugh!  Because even though I was off screen as I had promised I would be, I was still able to see this little girl that at one point I had cared about deeply....I used to babysit this kid for gods sake while the Ex went to school!!  K used to cuddle me as much as she did her "dad".  Of course I still care for K, she will after all, one day be my stepdaughter, but she's been out of my life for so long, that it will take time to rebuild the relationship that we once had, and it will be hard with her mom convincing K that I'M the crazy bitch in this scenario (yes, the Ex taught K to call me a bitch a few years ago, nice thing to do with your 2 year old).  So K and S talked, he showed her our cats and our dog, she showed him her new Furby, and I laughed over the Exes pissed off face.  The conversation went awesome and K even told S to tell Dude and Princess "hi" for her, S asked if K wanted to say "hi" to me and she said "sure" so S turned the computer so we could see each other and we talked for a second...no problem. And K told S that she wanted to talk again next week instead of 2 weeks from that day as was originally agreed upon (yeah, S used to be able to talk to K every week, but now he only gets a Skype call twice a month?  That's pretty cool).

The next day or so, guess who we got a Skype message from?  That's right.  The Bitch Ex.  She expressed that S would have to enforce a time limit on his calls with K, and that K was upset that I had been on screen for a minute, and that the Ex thought it was pretty inappropriate that S forced K to talk to me, and that S should have more respect for K by being alone while he was talking to her.  Seriously?  Basically the bitch was just mad that I had talked to K.  I don't care. 

S told her to stop being so jealous, and childish, and mad that his conversation with K had gone so well.

Of course she denied it all.  So sad.

Last Tuesday, S messaged the Ex to make sure he could still talk to K last Thursday as K had said that she wanted to.  Of course he got shot down because the Ex was still harping on the fact that I had been involved and because K hadn't been sleeping well during the week and Ex wanted to make sure K wasn't up late again with another 45 minute Skype call.  You want to know what I pointed out to S?  That he's about to get screwed wicked, because if the Ex was already making excuses to not let them talk, and using bullshit like K wasn't sleeping well, what makes him think he'll be able to continue to talk to K?  I personally don't see this happening for too long, because let's face it, the Ex dosn't want K and S talking, she dosn't want to share her daughter with S.  And more importantly, she's scared that K and S will actually build a relationship so that one day, when S tells K all of the nasty shit her mom has done, K will actually believe S. 

So here we are a week later.....S is supposed to talk to K tomorrow.  How will it go?  Who knows?  But I'm pretty sure it's not going to go nearly as well because the Ex is crazy and is going to try and get as much screen time as possible with S.  Oh, and a few days ago, she sent the most pleasant text message asking for Ss email address because she has 6 or 7 pictures of Ks report card and reading assessment......really?  Ss response?  A better idea would be for K to show him the report card and reading assessment over Skype so that she's actually involved in the bragging....Goodness, that would make much more sense wouldn't it??  Of course we haven't received any response. 

That generally happens when she knows we're right.

to a "t" you crazy bitch


Throwing up.....

is no fun at all.

Flashback 24 years or so...

I'm a sweet little 6 year old and wicked sick.  It's late at night and mom is reading to me in bed as I'm drinking Thera-flu.  Have any of you ever had this?  It basically tastes like hot lemonade and it was the nastiest thing I was forced to drink when I was sick as a kid.  I hated it.  With a passion.  One time when mom made me a cup, I sneaked into the bathroom and poured it down the sink...of course mom knew what I had done and she made me another cup and watched me drink it.  Gross.  This night in particular, I had been sick for a few days and I was tired, and mom was even more tired I'm sure, from being up late at night and listening to me cough...I'm a cougher when I'm sick.  A few pages into my book (Sleeping Beauty)  I told mom that I was feeling really bad and I thought I was going to throw up.  Mom, being her tired self, told me to keep drinking my Thera-flu and I would feel better.....I didn't.  I ended up throwing up all over my precious book.  Gross.  I don't really remember what happened after that, though I'm sure that I, and the book, were cleaned up, and the Thera-Flu was dumped down the bathroom sink.  Mom never made me drink it again.  And to this day, we laugh about it, and Mom informs everyone, that if I say I'm sick and I'm going to throw up, they had better believe me. 

Flash forward to today....I'm now 30, and have two sweet babies of my own.  S. and I have had to deal with the Dude throwing up a few times, and it never gets easier.  There's nothing worse than listening to your baby cry because they're wicked scared because there's weird shit projectiling out of their mouth.  I totally understand kid.  So, both the Dude and Princess are sick.....Dude's definitely running a fever as of this morning, and even though Princess is snotty and coughy, she's still the happiest baby... While S. was out in town making an emergency trip to stock up on fever reducing meds, Vicks, sore throat lollis, and tissues, I was sitting with Dude on the couch trying to force him to drink his cup of juice so he would stay hydrated and Princess was playing with our dog.  I should have thought about all those years ago and what happened to me when I was forced to drink something even though I didn't want to.  Because all of a sudden Dude said he was going to throw up...and he did....all over his face and the couch and me and his blankets and his stuffed bear....then he stood up and threw up all over the couch and me again and the floor.  Gross.  I got him into the bathroom and stood him there as he threw up about 3 more times and is crying and I'm trying to comfort him then I'm running back into the living room to get Princess (where she was already heading for the puke on the floor).  I strapped her into her high chair and ran back into the bathroom and I'm trying to comfort Dude some more while stripping him down and turning on the shower.  It sucks when you have to put your kid in the shower then run out again to clean up all the throw up.  I talked to Dude the whole time, and I think that the steam helped some....so that's a plus....  Princess is crying at this time, I think more because Dude was crying and from the sudden tension... 

Dude got out of shower and into a towel and sat on the couch and then finally dressed in some clean PJs. Then we all cuddled and waited for S. to get home.....poor guy...Dude, not S.  He is still refusing to eat anything, but we gave him a sore throat lolli, and a little gingerale and next thing I know, as I come back from putting Princess down for a nap....Dude is sleeping hardcore up against S.  Oh, and snoring, don't forget snoring....poor guy.  Looks to be a long night already.

Things I have learned today?  My son is apparently more like me than I had thought, and from now on, I probably won't force him to drink anything if he says "no" and I definitely need to start remembering all of these things that happened to me as a kid.

Side note, I still have that Sleeping Beauty book, it was of course, like I said, cleaned off really good.  Maybe I'll read it to Dude later today for old times sake. 

I hope that some day Dude will look back on these experiences like I do, and laugh...and then remember to learn from these experiences with his own kids. 

The rest of our day?  Will be a snotty, coughy, hot, sweaty, humid, Vicks, and shower-filled day.....

Love you mom <3

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Updating and Celebrating

Writers block is still plaguing me.....I'm forcing myself a little bit to write this because I know it's been farrrr too long, and because I think I'm at the point where I will have to force myself to wrte...like training myself...maybe I should consider it a workout also??

You guys would NOT believe the craziness that is going on in our lives!

Since I last wrote....there was an electrical fire in our "attic"....that sucked.  I should find more time to write about it because it sucked so bad.  We didn't lose anything important, the kids are fine, the pets are fine, S. and I are fine....it was ridiculously stressful....and I almost cried watching more and more firetrucks show up and park on my front lawn.  Oh, and it happened on Halloween....so we were lucky that the fire decided to smolder for hours during the DAY and not at night....otherwise we could have very well come home from trick or treating to NO house.  We did take the kiddos trick or treating that night, they needed to have some fun after that craziness, and they had a good time and Dude was hysterical with his costume :)  We then proceeded to spend a few days at my parents house, until the electrician could get some power back to our house.....and the contractor could put a ceiling back into our bedroom and bathroom!  There has been a lot of cleaning and organizing, and things are still a little crazy around here, but things are better.

Don't laugh.  We decorated
it at about 11pm the night before
the party because that's when I got home from work...
Both Princess and Dude had birthdays!  Dude turned the BIG 3 and Princess turned the BIG 1!!  They had such wonderful birthdays and to see Dudes face when he realized that we had gotten him the Buzz Lightyear action figure that he's been wanting desperately for MONTHS now, was absolutely priceless!  He STILL thanks us all the time for getting him his Buzz Lightyear! This is a picture of the cake that S. and I decorated for the Dude.....which yes, I got the inspiration off of Pinterest, here  come on, you all know I'm a pinterest fanatic....but there is no way I'm going to spend a ridiculous time decorating a cake for a 3 year old whose only concern is figuring out how to blow out the candle faster to get to the cake part!  So we used the pin as kind of a blueprint.  And of course we had to add "snow" ......


And for Princess we got this huge music table with tons of buttons and turning things, and she can't get enough of it!  It's awesome how much she already loves musc and she seriously dances her butt off! I also made her this ridiculously cute tutu....as in I'm jealous that it's not really ok for me to wear something like this all the time....  The first time I put it on her to judge the length and such, she pitched a fit when I took it off of her!  And of course, in case you're interested...this is the pin that I used as inspiration: ...I made her tutu a lot longer so that it was more dress-like....the Dude said when I put it on his sister.."Oh mama, she looks like a Princess!" 

How appropriate.


And so that I can start "training" myself to write more....I'm leaving other stuff to write about later.....

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