Day 2

I'm starving.

Neighbor

I consider myself a good neighbor. If I have it, I loan it. If I can help, I do. I live in a downtown area above a cute little store, so I don't really have alot of neighbors. The one I did, I tried very hard to like.

Single mom, just out of jail after making several major blunders...5 involving drinking and driving. I'm no one to pass judgement so naturally I am friendly and cordial because she's just younger than me and really seemed to be trying hard.

When my father would come up for a visit and bring me lots of goodies, he would bring her some too. I would lend her Cd's, DVDs, tools, spices etc. I would give her rides places since she obviously couldn't drive. Eventually, I stopped because it was apparent that it was a friendship based on convenience (not to mention I didn't get half of my stuff back) and she was maybe suffering with some entitlement issues...the whole world owes me so why not start with you type of gal...but I'm not judging, just not my type of friend.

Today I find out she is in jail for prostitution. She was letting men into her place via the roof, past my daughters bedroom (outside roof) into her bedroom. Apparently intelligence isn't a job requirement...multiple strange men crossing a roof does not seem like an attention grabber at all...IDIOTS.

I'm appalled.

No matter where I am in my life, people always bring me up short and amaze me...like smokers, yes I know its addictive, but who hasn't heard about smoking yet?

Prostitution? Seriously!!!

BTW: I am in no way comparing hookers to smokers...I'm just saying.

Lent

In the tradition of seemingly never doing the right thing, my wonderful friend and I have decided, once again, to give up swearing for Lent.~ This includes all swear words and made up words that could imply swearing. For example: calling someone an a-hole rather than an actual asshole is still swearing. Of course using Maddie's made up swear word of Hossiepops is definitely off the table.

Sadly, I must admit, swearing is like a second language for me, and I am fluent. When I was a teenager, my mom caught me swearing and said I could say anything she did...As a woman who was recently divorced, entering the work force again after twenty years with three teenagers, let me say that her offer just about opened the door for saying anything and everything...except the Lords name in vain.

There are consequences to breaking the rules and swearing...I'm not talking about flogging or stoning each other like the good old days. Our punishment comes in the form of missed meals. Every time we swear, we miss the next meal...yikes.

We did this last year, every time I swore I would lose drinking soda for the day and then on to missing meals. By the end of the first night, I was thirsty and starving. I figure by Easter we will be cured.

Happy Valentines Day!

Today was a great day!

I visited a very dear friend of mine that I've known since kindergarten. My Maddie plays with her niece, so we had a free day and treated ourselves to pedicures. I don't do this very often, but love it and I'm going to make a point to treat myself more often! Then we went and saw a movie "he's just not that into you" ...it was OK, again, nice to be out.

When we got home I treated my special little valentine to her own pedicure, purple to match her cast, and then I bedazzled her little walking shoe!


I hope everyone is having a great weekend!

I took this picture before I was finished bedazzling, I must admit I got a little carried away...in addition to lugging around a heavy cast, I've added 5-10 lbs of gems and rhinestones!

Update:

My very dear friend Mike assured me that I have not lost out on Mother of the Year just yet...

When he was about 16, he was driving home from picking up a pizza and got into a car accident. Before his dad took him to the hospital, he went to the junk yard to pick up the pizza. :) I'm not sure if I feel better or sad for Mike.

Back from Urgent Care:

Maddie fell at recess yesterday, turns out she broke her foot in 3 places. Found this out after I made her suffer with broken bones all night thinking she was just being dramatic....maybe I'll be the 2010 Mother of the Year. I think I've blown it this year.

Oh, and I jammed the tampon machine at the hospital....I should not be allowed out of my house.

Sorry...

The original purpose of this blog was not to bitch about the goings ons in my daily life, I just thought it would be something fun, because lets face it, I like fun and don't generally look at myself as a negative Nellie type of person (no offense to anyone named Nellie)

That being said, I need to bitch about something...as you've probably already guessed, it has something to do with the Madster. In an effort to get to the bottom of what ever is bothering my precious darling at school, I approach the teacher at pick-up and ask about her day. Monday, I was greeted with "Maddie had a tantrum today and we really need to watch this because other parents are complaining that their kids are having tantrums at HOME now too."

First let me say: Its none of my business what goes on in their homes, nor is it their business what goes on in mine.

Second: I will not shoulder the responsibility for anyone other than Maddie, in school or out. While tantrums are most certainly frowned upon, she is a child, and I have been diligently seeking an answer to this madness that has settled on our once happy unit of two.

Third: If you have something negative to say about Maddie, like blaming her for the worlds naughty children, how about not doing it in front of her as I'm not sure how much more her little delicate self esteem can handle.

Fourth: I've been very proactive and cooperative up until this point because I would like to get to the bottom of this as much as anyone else, but now a line has been crossed and I've just upgraded myself to DEFCON ASSHOLE.