Christmas Pics

My granddaugther Ashley (really my step granddaughter) and my nephew Cody, who lives with us.

Christmas Day

Started off with a short "dream" about my mother. I don't believe they are dreams but my mom visiting me because I miss her so much. So anyways, we were in a dark house. I think it was the house we used to live in across from my grandparents, which the house is torn down now. It was just me and my mom and she walks in the room and I look at her and she is wearing the sweater I wanted to wear yesterday. I ask her if she was planning on wearing it and she says "well I can go change". Then she looks at me and says "how come we only talk in your dreams?" and I tell her "because you are gone" and she shrugs her shoulders and says "well that makes sense."

Then I woke up. I miss her so much and Christmas just hasn't felt like Christmas since she's been gone.

I spent the past week sick with tonsillitis. I felt well enough to go visit family yesterday and loved it. I loved staying home this year and spending Christmas with my husband and nephew, and not having to get on the road for once, and travelling. But mostly I loved coming home last night and just putting on the Pj's and knowing I get to rest the rest of the weekend and Cody is entertained by his own goodies from Santa. I hope everyone had a great holiday so far. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year's!

My holiday diet plan

Does not consist of watching what I eat. Nope, it is really simple. I have tonsillitis. That's right. It all started Sunday night with a sore throat which turned into 102 degree fever by Monday. I spent all day in the bed and was able to only take a few sips of water while tossing and turning in my bed and being drenched in a sour sweat. Wednesday saw me wide awake early in the morning and the first one at my Dr.'s office. She saw me an hour earlier than she normally opens. They took a swab test to see if it was strep and when she pressed on the swollen glands I cried b/c it REALLY hurt! After prescribing me Prednisone, Amoxicillin and liquid Vicodin (yay, pain relief)she woke me up and sent me on my way.

How can I describe the pain of being soooooooooooo thirsty and not being able to drink water? Well, I forced hydrated myself and for every sip I took I wanted to jab myself in my eye with a knife to forget about the excruciating pain in my ear and throat. Today is a bit better. The pain is bad but not enough to have kept me from drinking like a gallon of water. What a way to spend my Anniversary today. Maybe tomorrow I can move back to foods. All I know is if you ever think that you are having an illness that is worse than usual, don't wait to go to the doctor. Especially if you have one willing to give you good meds to make you feel all warm and fuzzy. And by the way, an electric blanket is so nice when every muscle in your body HURTS.

My fever is down from 102 to 99 so I am sure by Christmas day I will be all better. Happy Holidays you guys!

I will post pics after Christmas.

I've been bad...

...at blogging.

So I have had mad frustration dealing with a 12 yr old, puberty ridden, nephew of mine who happens to live with us. He has taken up lying as his new fav hobby. Which is always just great when it comes to school and passing the 5th grade. I know why he is acting out, I just can't type it here. So pray I don't shake him until his head pops off b/c I have all the patience of an ankle biting little doggie who's front door you have come upon.

My weight is up and down + or - 4lbs on any given day simply because I am stressed!

I had a birthday and it was muggy and rainy from that day until 4 days later. I just wasn't feeling it. Depressing enough to get old but with crappy weather it just sucks.

Christmas is in 9 days. When the hell did it become December? 2009......flew........by! We will be at the beginning of a new decade in basically, days.

Dog farts stink. Bad. My dog probably only comes around me to do this. Go away you little stinkbag!

That is all for today people, carry on.

Sorry I have been away so long

What I did find out this week is that my treadmill cuts off at 100 minutes. So for those of you who don't know your machine's cut off time, you might want to check it out because I was on a high and in a big time midstride when BAMN it just STOPPED! Good thing I am not worried about this ugly mug of mine. :D

Sorry again for not checking in as often as I should have. It probably would have given me the peace of mind that I needed. Toodleloo!

Manic Monday

When we were kids, a week's vacation from school was wonderful. As grown ups, with our own kids, sometimes we need a break! Cody did not end his last day of school before vacation well. He got suspended for playing around and kicking another kid at school in line. Lovely. So Friday he was suspended for one day of school. Now instead of all the things I planned to do, I have to punish him (which means I am punished too). I am hoping that he is learning his lesson. He hasn't been able to do anything except read books, write lines and chores. He is scrubbing my shower down with a scrub brush as we speak. I hope a week long punishment is enough to teach him "KEEP YOUR HANDS AND FEET TO YOURSELF". Sigh.

Smiley Face!

I never smile in my pics. So here is a smiley face. (and some red lipstick, woohoo!)

This Veterans Day

This Veterans Day I stayed home, turned off the news, didn't read the newspaper or any articles online about it. I didn't want to hear about the Ft Hood tragedy or the soldiers overseas.

You see I am a U.S. Army Veteran. This is not a "happy" day for me. It is a day of remembrance for those who put their lives on the line or sacrificed themselves for this country. I'd like to believe that America today is as patriotic as it was during WWI and WWII. I fear that it is not. This country has taken the very laws that were put in place to protect the innocent and instead free the criminal. This country is outraged that terrorists would get on a plane and reek havoc amongst America and demand that something be done only to condemn the ones who stood up and did something. Our own president will give shout outs to his buddies before acknowledging that a great tragedy had befallen our nation on our own soil and say that we must take our time and examine the facts before proclaiming that a Muslim soldier more than likely killed people b/c of his faith and then stand before us a day later and say we must take quick action against the shooter who killed six people in Florida.

There is no greater bond in my life than of that with my fellow soldier. If you haven't served, then you may not understand. They give and they give and they give and they ask nothing in return except that you pass it on. I have witnessed countless acts of selflessness in all my days as a soldier. From all walks of life, in every race, color, religion they have decided to volunteer to protect unknown people, unknown places and sometimes even for unknown reasons, this great country we live in.

Anyone who doesn't think that we live in by far, the best country in the world, go visit another country. Any country. Read up on their laws. Let's say you are a woman, see how the courts would fare say in a custody hearing. Or with child support. See what the taxes are to buy a car, or to own a home. Go see if you have the right and freedom to express yourself in protest. I went to Albania on a peacekeeping mission in 1996. The women got up early every morning and walked out into the fields and worked all day while their husbands sat on the porch and visited and played chess and cards all day. The women had to take their children with them into the fields. I went to Rwanda and lets just say you don't quite have the right to worship in the way you'd like or even the religion you believe in for that matter.

But our soldiers, be it Army, Air Force, Navy and Marines, come together in unity. They will tell you "we are all green". I have heard soldiers say they didn't believe in God and yet never hesitated to bow their heads and pray along with the rest right before a mission. I have lost friends in the Army. Some from natural causes, some from accidents and some from combat and it never gets easier. It doesn't ease my mind or my pain that I know that we volunteered for it, we know that there is a great chance we might die, we prepare for it by doing our wills yearly, ensuring that our beneficiaries are correct, telling our families and spouses what we want to happen if we die (at the age of 18, 20, 23......you get the picture).

So on this Veterans Day I chose to privately email everyone of my friends who have served or is serving now and tell them it was an honor to know them and to serve our country alongside of them. I chose to talk to a military veterans group I belong to and share stories of those who didn't make it.

Don't wait for Memorial Day to remember the fallen, don't wait until Veterans Day to thank those who have served, don't look at it as a day off (because let's face it, the Army peeps mostly have to work on these days anyway!), just don't wait to tell someone in the military that you thank them for their courage to serve and protect and to give up some of their own freedoms to provide for this country.

Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn’t pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children’s children what it was once like in the United States where men were free.” – President Ronald Reagan

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War is an ugly thing but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made so and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself. --John Stuart Mill

The Day After...

Well it looks like Halloween was a success for us all around. I gave out all the candy I bought, got to see alot of great costumes and Cody went around the entire subdivision with our neighbor and came back with two buckets of candy. We are back down to one bucket of candy after going through it and throwing away anything that looked old, unsafe or opened. I will give it three weeks then throw whatever is left away.

I dressed up this year a little bit with a long black broom skirt, black shirt and boots and lots of black makeup. See picture from previous post. I figured I love Halloween, it is one of my favorite holidays and I haven't really been into it the last few years. So next year I will let Cody have a Halloween party in our garage from 6-8pm the weekend before Halloween to also celebrate his birthday. It will be fun and it is going to be his 13th birthday so we can do costumes and stuff.

Well I am off, hope you all had a wonderful weekend!

Happy Halloween

Sorry Haven't Posted in a Bit

I'm sorry I haven't posted in a bit. Had to bring Cody to 4 dr appts last week. The first one was to meet his new therapist. He really needs someone to help him deal with his issues. We really like her, she does art and music therapy with children.

His second dr's visit was with an audiologist. We found out he has significant hearing loss in one ear. The social worker from school met with us at the doctor's office so she and I discussed some amendments to his program at school.

His third appt with with a dentist Friday. When he was with me last time, we found out he had 9 cavities. I only had time to bring him to get two filled before he went home with his mother so I was dreading finding out what is up with his teeth this time. So, they xray'd him and found that the ones with cavities had fallen out (mostly baby teeth) and he only had three cavities in the beginning stages. Dentist put sealant on his good teeth, sent him home with an appt to go in the next day (Sat) to do the fillings.

So we get there and Cody immediately starts to panic when they put the gas mask on him. He is freaking out so we finally calm him down and they start drilling. Cody is making this "aw, aw, aw" sounds the whole time. So when the dentist finally finishes drilling the first tooth he gets ready to fill and and WHOOSH! Projectile vomiting of Frosted Flakes EVERYWHERE! I was lucky, I was in the corner. And yes I did laugh because the nurse freaked but the dentist just laughed (with vomit all over himself) and we sat Cody up. Cleaned him up, the dentist filled the tooth and has rescheduled him for a 2nd appt to get the other 2 teeth after Cody cried and threw a fit. :::sigh::: I know now how frustrated moms get.

Anywho, Cody goes to his first real therapy appt tonight. I am hoping he discusses his mom and we start getting things down on record. I am so sick of her "me me me" attitude and her "i never do anything wrong, it's everyone elses fault" drama. Please let Cody go in there and tell his therapist all the things that he's been telling us.

That is all, I am spent!

Getting dressed up....

...and going see the musical Little Shop of Horrors this weekend! Yay! Can't wait. I have always loved the movie and the "Feed me Seymour!"

Quick Update

Have some kind of stomach bug this afternoon but on a lighter note, I lost another 2 lbs this week already! Yay! Down 28 lbs.......woohoo! And yes, I will celebrate every pound I lose!

Mish Mash of stuff

This morning I got up with Cody, pushed him out the door and got on my treadmill. I taped The Biggest Loser and got to walk/run on my treadmill while watching it. I love, love, love that show! I would so volunteer to be on that show if it wasn't for the whole "it being on tv" and the whole "weigh-ins with a sports bra and stretch shorts to show all the world my big fatty ass and stomach and stretch marks".

I mean seriously, they weigh them in behind the scenes then insult the poor people by putting them on a COW SCALE, half naked with all their embarrassment for the world to see. I feel for them. I know how they feel.

But I still love the show! I love that these people believe that someone is MAKING them do something to lose the weight. It is so Army. No one can make you do anything, you can quit whenever you want but I understand. It is easier to believe that someone made you do it until you realize that you have it in you all along!

So I jogged like a total of 15 minutes today along with walking 15 minutes. I walked 5 mins to warm up, then jogged 5 mins, traded off every 5 mins and ended my treadmill session after 30 minutes. Ate a great breakfast of a 1/2 cup of EggBeaters with 2/3 cup of MorningStar Farms Sausage Crumbles (totally vegan but tastes like Sausage), 1/4 cup of greek yogurt with a half cup of pineapple chunks and ground cinnamon! It tasted great. It was a rather large meal for just around 230 calories.

I haven't seen Grey's Anatomy yet, will do that in the morning while I am on the treadmill. It is kinda nice when it's early in the morning and everyone but myself and the dogs are gone, so the house is quiet.

Went to Cody's school today to do my first day of volunteering. Wow, so not used to be around small kids. They make me nervous, I stood there with 22 kids staring at me while I nervously smiled and fidgeted. Little Children of the Corn looks........Maybe it's just my imagination, maybe I just stay up too late at night watching SciFi........anywho...

In my mind, it's kind of like the zoo. You can look but don't touch or feed the kids. I got to staple hundreds of sheets of construction paper into booklets. The teacher felt awkward about having someone helping her as she has never had any parent help before. She used to work in the Jr. High before coming to Elementary school. She kept asking if I was ok and kept thanking me. I think I had it pretty much under control.

Stacks of large sheets of construction paper, check!

Stapler, check!

Being able to fold the paper in half and staple it, check!

When I was done, I left and ran into the PTO assistant President or whatever her title was and had like a half hour conversation with her through her passenger side and my driver's side window as we were parked next to each other and it was raining. We shared our woes and the fact that we are new to the area so we both volunteered to make friends and get to know people.

I really need a job! Not for money but for friends. I have been living in Houston for nearly 3 yrs now and my only friend is my neighbor Sally who lives 20 ft away from me. We communicate by email late at night. Lovely. My husband just doesn't understand how interacting with people on a daily basis, even if they are your co workers, is more exciting then staying home and talking to my dogs all day.

Well I am off, I will be getting up early to push Cody out the door so I can do my treadmill thingy and start making my grocery list. I am sending Cody to school with his own lunch tomorrow. I am saving on Cody's lunches because those communists at school says I have to pay for a foster child's lunches.......just wait until my time comes for the appeal people! I want a refund of what you made me pay. Well, just that secretary who told me all that crap the other day. Take it out of her snooty paycheck.

P.S. Who, around Houston, just loved this cool weather we have been having the past few days? I love it so much!

Taking Pride in your Work

This morning it is pouring down raining here in Houston. The weather really looks awful. I got up and took my nephew to choir practice which made me kinda happy because I didn't have to park down at the front of the street and wait for the bus with him.

So I am home, and sitting in my home office watching it rain outside of my window and I hear the garbage truck coming down the street a few mins ago. I go peek out the window of my front door and I see the garbage man get off the back of the truck in his raingear, walk over to my trashcan, remove the cover, walk back to the truck, dump out my garbage, then walk back over to my driveway and turn the trashcan upside down so it won't fill up with water from the rain. Wow! I am so profoundly touched that this man working in the pouring down rain, who will probably have to work in the rain all day today, would do a simple act that would make someone elses life a little easier.

Is it a job requirement? Is it an honest act of goodness? I don't know but it doesn't matter, I think I will put a goodie basket together for the holidays and give it to them if I am able to catch them one morning. They deserved to be thanked for a job that most of us would turn up our nose at, and doing it in such a thoughtful manner. (I've had to find my trashcan on numerous occasions in other neighbors yards when I lived in other places because they would get tossed 2 houses down sometimes!).

What do you think about this?

Whirlwind of things happening

Wow, I haven't blogged in quite a few days. I have been busy helping my nephew with his school stuff and doing things for my family. One thing that we did do, is finally get out of the house this weekend and went bowling. I loved it, even though I am not a good bowler!

So here is what has been happening. I have decided not to write to my sister in law anymore. She doesn't deserve my time, I really am quite tired of her stressing me with her selfish ways. I have eaten poorly the last few days. Not because I was even hungry but simply because I saw food, so I ate it.

Today (Monday) I figured to counteract the bad foods I ate today, I'd do the liquid diet for breakfast and lunch to keep me on track. I also walked/jogged for 30 minutes on my treadmill. I am not saying I jogged fast, just jogged LOL. I did a total of 1.62 miles! Yay for me because last week I was only doing 1.1 miles on the treadmill for 30 minutes.

I have been contemplating home schooling my nephew. He has mentioned it once in an essay he wrote. The essay was about his favorite place which he says is home (he means my home).  He says in his essay that he would like to be at home and have his aunt home school him. I will have to talk to my neighbors because they home school their kids. I thought it would be easy but apparently you need to be a rocket scientist to figure out what the heck they are talking about when you go to the websites that are supposed to tell you how to do that here in Houston. Arggh!
I know it really can't be that hard to get started.

I will see how this first 9 wks goes for his report card. If he does fairly well in school then I will keep him there but if he starts to falter then I will see about home schooling him. I really do not agree with placement testing. They gave his class an assessment test Friday and on the test for Math they had graphs. It was not something they covered this year and he made a 60. Well that 60 has been added as a major grade for his report card. His average went from a 96 to a 78 with that one test! It can really frustrate a child who is trying his best. He came home and asked me if I was mad, but I am not mad. I told him that we would practice graphs tonight after he finished his homework. Poor little guy, I am sure he will get the hang of it!

Well I am off, just figured I'd update my blog. Not much really going on!

Stupid School, Stupid Rule!

Well, for you real parents out there, I am really starting to understand why parents get fed up! I used to think that some parents were just greedy gremlins with the " my child has this, that and the other" but now I realized that I was wrong.

My nephew is currently back with us for a third time. This will be a 3rd school year for us to deal with. So, me being a pro at this by now, filled out all the paperwork I needed to fill out for one who only has a power of attorney to send a kid to school.

Took 3 mths but finally starting getting Medicaid for Cody. For those of you who haven't ever taken on a child who is not yours and you do not have legal custody of, here is a little newsflash. You cannot put them on your insurance. Insurance is expensive. Kids are normally sick more than you. You need to have insurance on a kid! So hence; the Medicaid. Doing good so far, right?

Well, I filled out his free lunch application. He has recieved free lunches the other times he lived with us. We cannot claim him on our taxes because we don't have custody of him right, and therefore we are not rewarded or reimbursed our expenses with this child. On the application, as I was instructed by the school, I checked off he was a foster child. One month has passed and I am still paying for his lunches. Call food services today and they say "Oh well it's been flagged because he has the same last name as you. So I explain our situation and she says it doesn't matter. So I ask if there is any way that I can submit a letter to explain the situation and she says no there is not and it wouldn't matter anyway. So I ask if there is anyone else I can speak to and she says no there is not. (Insert Biznach!)

I went back to the food service website and found that if I do not agree with their ruling I have the right to appeal in front of a board. Wow, did not get that info from Ms. Smarty Pants 5 minutes ago on the phone. I will be writing her boss a letter to explain the situation and hoping that I get something, even reduced lunches out of this. Lunches and breakfast cost approximatly $55.00 a month, and if Cody were our child, this would not be a problem because come tax time, we'd be reimbursed. I really don't think it is fair to expect me to pay hundreds of dollars for a child who is considered fostered and I am not even being paid for it! I love Cody, and I will continue to pay for his B & L's at school or send him to school with a meal I consider healthier for him anyway because I love him. And because I love him I will write a letter of appeal because I believe that Cody deserves to be on free/reduced meals at school so that I can use the money to buy him clothes and shoes and things he needs.

The only reason they flagged the stupid application was because our last names were the same. He is not my child. He is not my husbands child. How stupid is that?

We Can't All Come and Go By Bubble!

My husband came home and brought in the mail. For those of you who don't know, we are raising his nephew who was severely neglected before he came to live with us. I have been doing so much to ensure he has a healthy environment to live in. I am even going beyond my comfort zone to ensure it! I am going to be his Class mom which means I will be interacting with kids which is something that I don't do on a regular basis.

So back to the mail, it was a letter from Cody's mom. His mother is in jail. I have been writing to her and she writes back pretending that she doesn't get my letters or won't answer anything that I asked her.

I had a breakdown, I told her how I felt in my last letter. I don't want him living back with her. She put him on prescription drugs (at the highest doses) that he didn't need so she could put him in special education and get a check every month from the state. He doesn't need the medication. He hasn't been on it since he moved us with us on July 2nd. He scored 3rd grade level and failed the 4th grade last school year. I had him put in 5th grade here and have been tutoring him enough for him to have all A's and a B average in his classes so far this year.

In her letter to me she says, and it is underlined for emphasis: I will not give you full custody of Cody. I want my son back.

Understandable for a mother who loves her kid but she has never wanted him before she went to jail. He lived with us for two school years, moved back in with his mother last March when she figured out she could get a shady doctor to put him on these meds and then the state would pay her $600+ for him. She has called every month after he moved back in last year for us to come get him everytime they had a 3 day weekend, or holidays from school or summer because in her words she "could not afford him to live with her, couldn't take care of him, or couldn't buy him nothing for Christmas so come get him."

Now she cannot bear to be without him? I don't think so. She knows that as soon as she gets out she will not have any money and he is her paycheck. I cried so hard today. Why can't women like this who bear children they do not care for ( I am not saying do not want or do not love because I do believe in her own misguided way she does love and want him) do what is best for their child?

If he goes with her, they will be hopping from friend's house, to house, to house sleeping on sofa's or the floor. He will only be able to take what he can fit in one plastic tote which is all he had when I picked him up this time. She will not, even when she can afford it, buy him clothes, underwear, personal hygiene items or shoes. Her excuse one time, when she asked us for money and I told her not to buy cigarettes for one week and she would be able to buy him new shoes, was that it was too hard to quit smoking. She could not do it. Who doesn't love their child enough to quit smoking or cut down for one week to buy him some Wal Mart shoes?

We are not exactly rich over here. I bought Cody a new wardrobe for school for $100.00 off the sales and clearance racks at Wal Mart when he moved in with us. If I would have been his mother I am sure I wouldn't have had to spend that much because I would have bought over time what he needed but he needed these things ASAP when he moved in with us.

I told her he was so behind in school because he never did homework when she had him. Her excuse in her letter today, "I can't make him do homework if he doesn't bring anything home. Besides the teachers played a part in not teaching him." WHAT? Let me tell you, Cody played that game ONE time with me and his butt was punished so quick he never did it again. I am not even his mother, so it's not like I feel comfortable using corporal punishment on him.

My blog may be all discombobulated and my thoughts everywhere but how can I put into words what she told me on the first page of her letter, with all the blame placed on others of course, THEN she turned around with her crazy bipolar self (I don't know if she really is I'm just saying)and said thank you for watching my kid, can he stay with yall for the whole school year or do you want me to come get him right away? Arghhh! I hope they throw the book at her on her court date. She is a freaking nut!

I will have to hire a lawyer before she gets out of jail and get emergency custody of him for now. I really don't have the money to spend and thought she would say to herself "my child has a better life than I can provide or am willing to provide for him. I don't really want to take care of him and called them all the time to take him so this is my out!" But no, now that she is in jail I am figuring she thinks she needs to be a good mama now!

Pics 9-11-09

Today Cody tries out for drum ensemble at school. Good luck Cody! Our granddaughter visited yesterday. I took her see the monkeys at Gallery Furniture (we didn't know they had monkeys!) while her grandpa and mommy looked at stuff for her parents new home! What a gift to be able to spend time with her yesterday. She is just so sweet! She kept saying, "Uh oh, what happened?" it was so cute. I miss her already, I kept telling her to tell her mommy to let her sleep at our house! haha

I got a Job! (kinda)

So Cody comes home today with a letter. Dear Mrs. T you have been elected to be our Homeroom Class Mom. Yay! I actually wanted to be the H.C.M. so it worked out perfectly. So I tell Cody, "Hey it says I will be your Class Mom" and he smacks his head and says "Please, please, please don't embarrass me!" Hehe insert evil grin and hands rubbing together, "who moi?"

I am pretty stoked about it. I really want and need to be involved with what's going on with him. After he left my care at the beginning of last year, his grades went to kuput. His mom didn't make him go to school, didn't make him do his homework and just basically didn't do anything for him that needed to be done or made to do. He is such a good kid and a big helper around the house.

He failed the 4th grade back with his mom last school year but when he moved in with us I talked to the school and we put him in 5th grade. I signed up on the school website to be able to view the teachers assignments and her gradebook on what they do in class and guess what? He is nearly at a 4.0 average. All A's in most of his classes with one high B score in Health. I knew it was poor parenting. I am hoping for a report card with A's and B's when the time comes around. Trust me, it's not easy but I don't give him the answers. We have a 3 subject "practice" notebook that I put math problems in for him to work out everyday. I make him read to me for 30 minutes out loud everyday and then ask him questions about what he read. (I also found out I have this great talent of being able to read other stuff while he reads to me and still be able to know when he mispronounces words and actually remember what he read to me.) If I had the patience for a classroom full of kids, the ability to deal with Algebra without my head exploding, and the drive to go back to college for the next 4 or 5 yrs, I'd become a teacher.

So now that I have bragged enough about myself and my nephew, on to more exciting news. My stepdaughter is coming tomorrow with the grandbaby for their first visit to our house here in Houston. Yay! Hopefully they make it a regular trip so we can see the little potato more often. I will post pics after I get to see her. Well peeps, I am off. Today was not so crazy as yesterday but I am still not liking those HEB pharmacy girls!

Things that pissed me off today!

1.) I missed breakfast today. :(
2.) Freaking forgot to buy plain yogurt at the grocery store today. S%@T!
3.) I hate the pharmacy girls at HEB, they act like they don't see you standing 2 feet away from them waiting for some freaking customer service. I had to switch out my milk last time b/c they made me wait so long! I am switching to Walgreens. Bite me pharmacy girls!
4.) Tons of crap that the schools dump off on the parent. My worst nightmare this week: Cookie Dough Fundraiser......are you kidding me!? Arghhhh!
5.) Yet another letter from my sister in law, who is in jail, whose child is living with me! I guess they must put something in the food b/c she gets a little dumber each time she writes me with her delusions of how great of a mom she is.
6.) People who don't use freaking blinkers, use them people! The big ass Ford F 150 behind you is me and I'd appreciate a little forewarning!
7.) The heat. Period.
8.) People who say "Well if you were having problems you could have called me" except they never answer their phone.
9.) Anyone who pushes their beliefs on me. Trust me, I read.......ALOT. I used to work for a newspaper, I am pretty good at keeping up with current events, I am well informed and have at the age of 33, formed my own opinons which I keep to myself and not push on you. If I don't want my nephew watching Obama at school then that's my perogative. I served 8 yrs in the Army and fought for your rights, quit trying to take away mine.
10.) Anyone who will comment on this blog and try to explain to me why I should have let my nephew watch Obama. If you skipped over number 9, read it again. If you don't get it, then look up at the title of my blog. If you still don't get it, don't comment.
And that's my rant people.

Finally!

So glad after 4 days that Cody has gone back to school, and the husband back to work! They drive me nuts if they are home for more than 24 hours. Cody came home last Thursday telling me he didn't feel well, so I immediately took his temperature (with visions of swine flu) and it was 99.9. So even though I "big" sighed inside my head, I medicated him to death and washed and Lysol-ed everything down in the house. He got to stay home from school on Friday and since they had Monday off, he got a 4 day weekend while I got no peace. Of course by Saturday he felt GREAT. Thank you God for giving me 8 hours a day to myself by inventing school.

Dear Selfish Woman

As we sit here trying to help your son with his homework, I am so frustrated. Why did you have to dumb him down? You spend so much time worrying how you can get a check out of him that you have never taken the time to learn what he is really like or for that matter, what he really likes! Did you know that he loves football? Did you know he is saving his money to buy a digital camera? Did you know that because you didn't let him be a kid, it is terribly hard for him to make friends his own age? Did you know he thinks that you don't love him because your letters to him are all about yourself?

I am so angry that simple things are so much harder for him because you didn't help him or make him do his homework and now he is so much further behind than other kids his age. If I get one more letter from you talking about "me, me, me" and "what/who do you think I should do" I will completely cut off all communication with you.

You are a selfish woman. You are one of the reasons I lose a little more faith everyday. I don't know how God lets a woman like you (and many other women like you!) have children that you do not care for and will not take care of instead of giving women like me who really wants one, a child. At least I have your child, and though he may frustrate me and get on my nerves, I still love him, provide for him and make sure that he has what every child should have, a home. The sad thing, is that you would not give him up for his own well being. You would rather keep him so that you could get a check for him but never use it on anything he needs.

I know you will never read this because you are in jail and well, you really don't care how anyone feels anyway. Every letter I write to you, you act as if I didn't say all this to you. You tell me you don't get my letters then contradict yourself five sentences later because you don't want to face reality. I really wish you were in jail for child neglect but I will have to settle for what you are there for. You are lucky I love my husband and your child because otherwise you would never ever get anything out of me. Nobody owes you and I think you are starting to find that out.

About Me

Hi, my name is Krys and I am a 33 yr old female veteran of the United States Army.

I grew up in a small bayou town in Louisiana known for it's wonderful commercial fishing. I also got to grow up with 5 brothers, yay! My mom was a wonderful woman, she passed away a few years ago at the age of 48 of heart disease. My father has since remarried a woman from Texas who has a lot more similar interests that they share. I am the proud aunt of many nieces and nephews, stepmom to a wonderful stepdaughter, step granny to a beautiful step grandaugher, godmother to 4 godchildren and wife of the most wonderful man I have ever come across in my lifetime.

I graduated high school at the age of 17 and joined the Army not long afterwards. I jumped outta planes, lived overseas, visited many countries courtesy of Uncle Sam and made lifetime friends along the way. After serving my country for 8 years, at the old age of 26 I was honorably discharged and started college 1 month later. I spent 4 yrs attending school in Louisiana where I met my husband, by luck, through similiar interests (ie: both Veterans and paratroopers). We were engaged in less than 6 mths and married a year later. Since then my husband has retired after 20 yrs in the Army and we have moved to Houston, Tx and built our home.

It has not been an easy life to move away from everyone you know but we both have been through it many times in the Army so I know that it will be okay. Since we have moved here, 3 yrs ago, I have stayed at home. Most of that time has been spent with my nephew who has lived with us on and off the last 3 yrs. I hope that I have given you a small idea of who I am and that you get an even better idea as I blog my way through this craziness I call life.